Prologue: Ghost Attack

The siren wailed loudly throughout the city as people ran for shelter. Families lost each other in the crowds, but somehow with the help of other families found each other again.

"Quickly, into the shelter!" Leading Ghost Experts, Jack Fenton and his beautiful wife Maddie, led the terrified people of Amity Park into a safe haven.

"Mom!" A young girl around eleven years old ran up to them. "Mom, I can't find Danny!"

"What?" Maddie breathed, then looked at Jack. "I'll be back, keep leading the people!"

"Maddie, wait!" Jack called as she and the young girl ran off. "Maddie! Jasmine!"

He looked to make sure nearly everyone but his family was in and then pushed the button to activate the ghost shield before he ran off to find his family. "Maddie! Madeline, where are you?!"

"Ah, if it isn't Jack Fenton!" A hateful voice said, and he turned his head to see the cause of all these attacks, Vladimir "Plasmius" Masters. Once upon a time they were friends, but after that accident that turned Vlad into a half-ghost, - which he blamed JACK for! – he had allied with hostile ghosts and two years ago started to attack the city of Amity Park.

"Vladdy." Jack spat. "Where is my family?!"

"I have no idea where your son is, but you can rest assured your wife and daughter are exactly where I want them." Plasmius chuckled darkly.

"You—"

"Dad!" They looked over to see little Daniel Fenton running up, a ghost in pursuit. Jack aimed his gun and fired, quickly running over to pull Danny into his arms. "Dad, I'm scared! Where's mom?! Where's Jazz?!"

Furious, Jack turned to where Plasmius had been, but he was gone. They heard an explosion in the distance and he paled, running towards it while carrying Danny in his arms.

The damage had been done. His ghost shelter was in ruins, the people running in all directions and either being captured or killed. With no other choice, he ran with the crowd, disappearing into the city that was increasingly becoming ruins.

They had failed – HE had failed. He had failed the people, his wife, his daughter, and now he and Danny only had each other to cling to. They found a building already in ruins and he scanned it for ghosts before going inside.

There were two other families there – the Foleys, a family he had befriended many years ago, and the esteemed Manson family. They had a little girl about Danny's age, but Danny didn't care about that so much as the sight of his lifelong pal, Tucker Foley.

"Tuck!" Danny cried, scrambling from his father's arms and running to his friend.

"Danny!" Tucker cried, throwing his arms around the smaller boy. "You're okay! Thank god you're okay!"

"Mr. Fenton." Mrs. Manson approached Jack. "What happened there? I thought we were supposed to be safe!"

"We were." Jack said with a deadened voice. "Until Plasmius captured my wife and forced the codes to the ghost shield out of her."

She gasped and stepped back. "I-I'm sorry. So…your wife?"

"My wife and daughter are both captured." Jack said, slumping to his knees. "All I have left is Danny…"

"I'm so sorry." The woman looked guilty about her sharp tone earlier and walked back to her husband.

'No…I'm the one who's sorry.' He thought. 'I failed you all…I failed…'

Dundundun-DUUUUUN! DUN-DUN-DUN-DUUUUUUUUUN!

Hm, classical music may not be best choice... ~ Zone