He was flying so fast you could hardly catch a glimpse of him in the sky. Sweat covered his brow and he was having trouble catching his breath, but there was no time for Danny to rest now. He wasn't sure where to turn; if he went back to Fenton Works then his pursuers could possibly find out his human identity. Not to mention he would put his family in danger. Well, as much more danger as a ghost-hunting family could be in anyway.
The white van with the white ghost-death ray (ghosts are already dead, who names these things?) were right on his heels, determined to catch the ghost boy. One of the Guys in White was holding a loud speaker and calling out to Danny promises of tests and experiments, lots of painful experiments, and so for some odd reason Danny wasn't too keen on letting these guys catch him. Instead, he tried not to think of what was chasing him and focused instead on his destination: Wisconsin.
If anyone could help him right now, it would be another halfa. Of course, this meant walking right up to his arch-nemesis's mansion and ringing the doorbell.
I know this was a really short chapter, but it's more of an intro really. Hope you enjoyed, I want to have the next update posted fairly soon so keep a look out for that. Let me know what you think, please review!