I took one last look at the place that I once called home, and took a walk through memory lane. Everything that had happened here had been my fault. The city was nearly in ruins, and my family and friends are dead... and I could do nothing to save them. I had what I could carry: a toothbrush, an extra pair of shoes, and an earpiece. I slipped the earpiece into my ear, and began to listen to what the locals were saying about Danny Phantom. Where is he? Why isn't he helping us? From what I was hearing from the locals, Ghosts had come back, and terrorized them. Danny Phantom was no where to be seen, which allowed the ghosts to destroy the City.
I was halfway down the road, when the wind picked up. Dust blew up; I shielded my eyes. I continued along, listening to what the public had to say about what I had done. The occasional vehicle had passed, in which I stuck out my thumb, hoping to get to my destination faster. After about four or five different tries, I gave up. I thought about calling Batman, but I knew what he would say: I'm busy, call Superman. I stuck my thumb out one last time, after that, I would give up on hitchhiking. To my amazement, the car stopped, and the driver asked, "Need a ride, kid?" I nodded, and asked, "You going near Jump City, at all?" he explained that his destination was just outside Jump City and that he could get me to the outskirts. The ride was short, but not short enough. The guy was jabbering his mouth off, and when we finally got to the outskirts of Jump City, he wanted to get all friendly. No thanks, pal, I'm straight. I thanked him, and continued on into the city. It was close to dark, and I had nowhere to stay...perfect. I felt a presence...familiar, but also foreign. "So, you don't remember what happened between the titans and you, do you?" I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of the voice. The voice was subtle, tinged with a slight rasp, and so familiar... "Who's there?" I stuttered, frantically looking in all directions. "You truly don't remember, do you Danny? It seems that the fight had done more than nearly kill you..." the voice spoke again. "Where are you?" I asked, backing into a wall. "There's no need to be afraid. No one's going to hurt you," the voice was definitely feminine, and had concern at the forefront. Dark energy spilled from the wall, almost like a liquid. The darkness formed a bird-like shape. A shape of a...Raven... From the darkness, stepped a girl, about my age. She wore a dark-blue cloak, she had jaw-length violet hair, and had a red gem imbedded in her fore-head. Her eyes were a shade darker than Sam's were. I swallowed hard, and said, "How do you know my name? Who are you?" She walked over to me, and slipped her hand into mine. Her touch was electric.
When I noticed that we were in the air, I was firmly gripping onto her arms. It's not that I didn't hate heights, but being in the air felt foreign to me. We flew for a couple of minutes, before I noticed a tower in the shape of a "T" on an Island. "Welcome home," She said, landing at the front door. I looked at the place, and I instantly got a major headache. I rubbed my eyes, and then started walking toward the door. As I pushed it open, I saw statues of former and current members of the Teen Titans. I went along, naming all the heroes... Raven watched, as I came to the final statues of the original team: Robin, Starfire, Beast Boy, Cyborg, and Raven and... Phantom. I dropped to my knees in front of the statue, tears forming in my eyes. "I can't remember anything!" I sobbed. She walked over to me, and put her hand on my shoulder. "Follow me, Danny." She said, grabbing my arm and helping me up. I did as she instructed, and followed her. She led me into the living room. The other four were going about their business, when she cleared her throat. "Ahem, everyone, I found him." They all turned, and smiles grew on their features. "Well all right!" Cyborg cheered, and leaped off of the sofa. Beast Boy's mouth hung agape, and then he said, "No way," Starfire went all giddy and welcomed me with a bear hug...ouch. Robin calmly walked over to me and stretched his out his hand. "Welcome back, Dan." I shook his hand, and said, "Thanks,"
Later, Raven led me into the medical wing, and said, "This may hurt a little," she then pulled out a syringe that had a green liquid inside. I cocked an eyebrow, and then asked, "What is it?" She replied, "Ectoplasm. There have been occasions where you had lost tons of this...right here in this room; you had spent many days, gushing out this stuff. Sometimes, if the injury had been sustained from an earlier battle, and it had healed, but the wound was re-opened, it would be worse." I sat, and waited for her to inject me with it. "Will it restore my memories?" I asked, as she stuck the needle into my arm. She looked me in the eye, and said, "I don't know," As soon as the ectoplasm entered my bloodstream, I felt different. She removed the syringe, and watched as I had a bit of a breakdown. I don't know what I looked like, but I felt terrible. My blood boiled, then froze, then followed a splitting headache. I think I lost consciousness, because I woke up. I jumped up, and looked in a mirror. Snow-white hair, and glowing green eyes; I looked at my clothes, and I had a suit on. White gloves, white boots, a white DP symbol on my chest. I still couldn't remember much, but the feeling of the suit was very comforting. I changed back into a human, and walked to the living room. When I walked in, they all turned to see me. They waited in anticipation, hoping that I'd say something that would indicate that I remember a few things, or if the plan hadn't worked. They watched as I closed my eyes, as blue, and opened them as Green. A flash of light appeared and changed me into a ghost. Starfire was clapping and cheering, BB and Cyborg were doing the same. Robin and Raven just smiled, and I knew that I was nearly there. A blue mist blew from my mouth, and I said, "Trouble, and not human…" I let into the air, and phased through the ceiling. My Ghost senses were going haywire! I flew in the direction of where my senses took me. As I flew over head, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a net fly out at me. Just barely getting out of the way of it, I saw who it was. The Ghost was tall and muscular, had somewhat of a green ponytail, and a bunch of nasty gadgets to kill things with. "Listen, pal, I don't know why you're here, but I don't think it's for kicks!" I said, battle-ready. "Ah, the ghost boy is back! How marvelous! I can't wait until your head hangs from my mantelpiece, child," said the hunter. "Yeah, well I'd called early retirement, but I saw how things were getting bad, and thought I'd give it another go!" I lied. No sooner had I said it, the Hunter retorted, "Yet you allowed your pitiful city get destroyed…along with those friends that helped you. I'm a little surprised, child." My anger flared, "Mention them again, and you're toast!" He merely chuckled, and replied, "Such strong words, you must really hate yourself!" He then shot another net at me, which I easily dodged. "We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Surrender now, and I won't put you in a world of pain!" I shouted. He cackled, and started shooting. "Looks like the hard way, then," I thought. I shot ectoplasmic bolts at the ghost, hoping to knock him off of his feet. It worked - to a degree. He went flying backwards, but was otherwise unharmed. He growled viciously, and took aim at me once more. He fired, I dodged, he fired, I dodged… it was getting extremely annoying.
"Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!"
The ghost was incased in dark energy, which was slowly draining him of his power. I turned, and there was Raven, arms crossed, and had a cocked eyebrow. "You feel their presences again, don't you? That's good; you're gaining strength by the minute. Although, I wouldn't give points for subtlety," She motioned toward all the destruction that I had caused. I lightly blushed, and said, "First time back in the field, and I destroy part of the city… Figures…" In spite of the destruction, the crowd below cheered. I didn't feel accomplished; I felt more of like a small child in need of his mother. As we flew back to the tower, we talked about the past; what everything was like, who got along the best with whom, the experiences we had. It was mind-boggling to me. Raven explained the end of the world in such great detail, that I had images in my mind of what had happened.