I was running for my life.
As a halfa, I was terrified of ghosts especially the one I fled from now. His name was Skulker, a tiny ghost in a robotic battle suit. He was the Ghost Zone's greatest hunter, and he wanted my pelt. My black hair hung in my face, the wind doing nothing to blow it out of my way. I could hear him ready one of his guns and I tensed, ready to get out of the way. However, that proved unnecessary.
As soon as he was about to shoot me and I about to jump away, I heard another blast from behind me. I dove behind a tree and turned invisible, watching the fight with wide eyes. The one eye that showed through my hair, a brightly shy turquoise, widened considerably when I saw who was fighting Skulker. Danny Phantom, resident ghost hero of Amity Park, of which I was going to be moving to by the time the summer was over. Skulker disappeared inside a tiny thermos while Danny Phantom laughed good-naturedly, and I hesitantly took a step towards him.
A blue mist exited his mouth and he looked at me, and I froze like a squirrel. He tried to ask me who I was, but the moment he took a step towards me I bolted. However, in running, I tripped over my own feet (a rock didn't help) and tumbled to the ground. Danny Phantom came closer, his snowy white hair speckled with dust from the fight. Panting in panic, I scrambled backwards away from him. I was still in ghost form, and who knew what he would do to me if he thought I was a full ghost?
Life as a halfa is never fun, but it's the only life I can remember. I was in an accident a few years ago, and I lost a lot of my memory from that. From what I figured, I was half-dead. Oh no, I forgot I was here still! Danny Phantom was closer now, trying to check me over for injuries, but I yanked my arm away and I got to my feet in terror.
"Hey," he tried to soothe me, "I'm not going to hurt you. Who are you?"
His voice was strangely peaceful and strangely... concerned? He was concerned over me? He took a step forward and I, cowardly as always, took a step back. The ghost hero seemed to suddenly realize that he was terrifying me, because a look of realization came over his face and he backed away from me a little. Not that I could go anywhere; we were under a tree now, and I was backed up against the tree. I didn't really have a good handle on my intangibility yet.
"I'm not going to hurt you," he said again, and my hyperventilating ceased a tiny bit. "Who are you and what are you doing here?"
"M-My name i-is Shadow," I whispered, and I had to hold back a squeak when he smiled and took another step towards me. I tried to back up, to no avail. "U-Um, y-you don't r-really n-n-need to know w-why I'm h-here. I-I'm n-not caus-sing any t-trouble..." I yelp when he frowns and takes a few more steps towards me.
Not waiting for him to reply, I turn intangible and go through the tree, flying away before my powers short out. Being in ghost form always took so much energy from me for some reason, and I figured it was my mother's witch blood that flowed through my veins that was messing with the stamina of my ghost powers. I hoped that I wouldn't run into Danny Phantom again. I don't want to go back to the Ghost Zone. The Ghost Zone scared me. It truly terrified me. I had so many enemies there, and I had no family or friends. Here, I hoped to start fresh. I would be going to Casper High in the fall.
And yet, I couldn't convince myself that I wouldn't run into him. That blue mist he gasped out, a ghost sense. If he was a halfa like me, like I suspected he was since a bunch of my enemies were also his enemies and always talked about how they were going to catch the "Ghost Child, Danny Phantom, that halfa" or whatever they called him. He looked about my age, 15. If he was a halfa, he would be going to Casper High in the fall too. Oh no, his ghost sense would alert him to me!
What was I going to do? I changed back to my human form in the house I had taken shelter in, calling the abandoned place my own and making sure that no one else lived here and that it wasn't going to be torn down anytime soon. I'd moved all my clothes and my belongings into the house, and I'd bought food. I'd hacked the power and water to be able to be used, and I kept myself out of sight. School started tomorrow. I had everything I would need; a black backpack, the items that the school had listed for me that I need to buy, and money for buying lunch.
I only hoped everything would be alright. Of course, I was wrong. Like always.