Note: Raydiva's Holloween Story….well sorta. Took a small break from another story (don't worry, that story's last few chapters are roughly done and just needs some polishing) and figured to celebrate the upcoming holiday with sometime light but also fitting the holiday…actually I found the entire Danny Phantom series on Hulu and marathon watched it combining that with the return of a certain TV series I couldn't help myself.
I do apologize for the number of OCs but I did not want this to be a crossover and I wanted to make a parody organization like the others you find in the show. I would say cookies for figuring out who/what I'm making a parody of but its kinda obvious…unless you haven't watched any TV or movies in the last few years.
Oh, before I forget: I do not own Danny Phantom or anything related to this cartoon series. If I did, Phantom Planet would have been different and we would have gotten at least two more years of the show.
Chapter 1: Agent Fenton
(Secret Organization Headquarters)
A wall full of monitors was the room's only source of light. On each monitor a different video of the same subject was playing. The subject? A teenage boy with snow white hair and glowing greens eyes that could apparently walk through walls, disappear and fly. In a large, office chair a graying man in a three piece suit watched the videos. His desk was large and U-shaped. Next to his right elbow, there were scattered reports and pictures also on the same strange boy.
A beeping noise drew his attention away from the videos as he turned around and pressed a button. "Report, "he said with a scratchy voice.
"Agent Fenton is here to see you, Sir, "reported a female voice.
"Finally, "he growled as he turned on the lights and turned off the monitors using a series of buttons on his desk, "Send her in."
A few moments later, a tall woman with ink black hair and ice blue eyes. At the hair line just above her right temple one could barely make out a scar but the hair closest to the scar was snow white and making a rather striking streak. Wearing a lab coat over a woman's business suit, she appeared to be someone who would normally be found over seeing a lab.
"Director Filmann, "the woman said with small smile, "You wanted to speak with me?"
Director Filmann looked her over and frowned before saying, "Do I want to know why you're wearing that lab coat, Fenton?"
The woman shrugged and replied, "Nothing major. Dr. Vermont insisted when I showed up to watch him test the sample I was able to bring in the other day. I think I'm going to keep it, might come in useful some day."
Filmann sniffed and then pressed a button on his desk. The monitors all turned on, but this time showing a single still image of a nervous looking white haired boy rubbing the back of his neck and floating in mid-air. "This is your assignment, "said the Director, "Find out who and what he is. If he's a friendly, see about recruiting him. From what little I've seen he'll make a perfect addition for the initiative I'm working on once he's trained up a bit. If he's not friendly, then you know what to do. It will be your call. I'll be personally expecting daily briefings of your status as well as weekly detail reports. "
The Director then slid over a tablet that the Agent then picked up. The tablet lit up and Fenton scrolled through the information. Suddenly her eyes widened briefly and then she face palmed.
Director Filmann actually smirked as he said, "Ah, I see you found out where you're heading. Do give your brother and his family my regards. While you're there, see if they're open to a contract to build us a portal or two. It's a pain having all our agents travel to the Gateway every time we have a deportee."
Agent Fenton sighed and then on the tablet, zoomed in onto the image of Danny Phantom.
Note: Insert Danny Phantom Theme Song. You know you know it or can at least hum it. If not YouTube it or something.
(One week later, Amity Park)
"Sooo are you looking forward to meeting your long, lost aunt?"asked Sam leaning back against the lockers.
"Thanks for reminding me, "groaned Danny as he slammed his locker shut, "Just the thing to top of another 'wonderful' day. Late for school, again. Dash stuffed me into a locker, again. I just know I failed that quiz in Literature, again."
"Sheesh, Danny chill out, "said Tucker with a concerned look, "Maybe your aunt will turn out cool or rich or both! Hey if she's rich can you introduce me to her?"
The trio walked out of Casper High as Sam and Tucker tried unsuccessfully to cheer their friend up. Danny suddenly stopped walking as his breathe appeared. "Just great, "Danny said as he looked around for a place to change. Then the screaming started but above all noise he could hear it: "I AM THE BOX GHOST!"
That seemed to cheer the boy up some as he dove behind a bush while saying, "Hello misplaced aggression!"
"Go for it Danny, "Tucker cheered him on and pulled out a thermos from the backpack Danny had left next to him, "Just lead him this way."
It was just a matter of minutes before Phantom had the Box Ghost in hand and tossed him towards his friends. Tucker turned on the Fenton Thermos and sucked the ghost in.
Sam smirked and placed a hand on her hip as she said, "Feeling better now after mindlessly kicking an almost powerless but incredibly annoying ghost into submission?"
"Yep, "Phantom said with a smile, "I think I'll fly on home to get this meet and greet with my aunt over with." He then waved as he flew off with thermos in hand.
Not known by the trio, Phantom's interaction with two apparently normal teens did not go unnoticed. In a black Stingray convertible, sat Agent Fenton who had parked the car as soon as she saw the ghost fight. She muttered to herself, "So he's working with humans and seems rather friendly with them; interesting." She took a few pictures of the teens as they walked by and then started her car back. What appeared to be a normal in-dash navigation unit automatically turned on but on the map a flashing green blip appeared. She pulled out of the parking spot and started to drive in the same direction as the ghost boy flew off to. She frowned as she noticed that the ghost boy seemed to be heading in the general direction of her brother's place. Then the blip vanished. "What the hell?"she said nearly slamming on the breaks. This wasn't the first time that the ghost tracker failed but only if the ghost was making a point of hiding. There was no reason for Phantom to even think he was being followed.
(FentonWorks)
"What I want to know is why haven't we met or even heard of this Aunt Jessica before, "demanded Jazz, arms crossed as she flopped down onto the living room couch.
"Jazz dear, we already told you. She works for the government and her job is usually really hush, hush, "said Maddie as she placed a veggie snack tray on the coffee table, "Before this we couldn't even admit that she existed."
"Wow, really?" asked Danny joining Jazz on the couch.
"Yep! And the only time me and Maddie got to hear from her was when she was sent to buy some of our ghost hunting equipment, "Jack said with pride.
Danny's face paled. The boy gulped and said, "So she works for a secret government organization that uses ghost hunting equipment….She's not with the Guys In White, is she?"
Before either parent could answer that question there was a knock at the door. "Jessie!" Jack cried out as he sprinted to the door and swung it wide. He reached over only to get a face full of a small grey mist. The eldest Fenton quickly covered his face with his hands as he started coughing and tears running down his face.
"I told you Jack the next time you tried to bear hug me you would get a face full of that Fenton Pepper Spray you gave me that one Christmas, "Jessica Fenton said as she pocketed the canister, "I love you and all that but I like my ribs the way they are…unbruised."
"Awe Jessie, "Maddie said with a smile and open arms, "It's been too long."
Jessica walked over and returned the offered hug. She then turned towards the two teens and said with a half-smile, "So this is the next generation of Fentons."
Hands still covering his face, Jack stumbled passed the group and falls to the floor coughing.
(Next morning, Casper High)
"I tell you, she's in with the Guys in White! Works for the government, buys ghost weapons…what other government organization hunts ghosts?" Danny said worriedly as he pulled out some books from his locker.
"I dunno, Danny, "said Sam, "The fact that the weapons were actually paid for rather than confiscated tells me otherwise. Was she wearing all white?"
"No, "said Danny remembering back, "She was wearing a dark grey, business pants suit and the car she was driving was black…not white."
"I wonder, "said Tucking tapping away at his new smart-phone. As much as he liked his PDA's these smart-phones were the bomb, "I was right! The Guys In White are not the only game in town. Look here…there's rumors of a secret organization that acts more like a border patrol or immigration for ghost rather than a police force. Maybe your aunt works for them. And get this, they are called the Spectral, Mystical Investigations and Law Enforcement."
"Wait, wait, wait…"Sam said sounding as if she was wanting to laugh, as the three of them made it to their homeroom, "There's a secret government agency that spells out..."
The bell ringing and Mr. Lancer clearing his throat put an end to the conversation.
(FentonWorks)
"That should about do it," Jessica said with a smile sitting at the kitchen table. As she closed the thick folder she added, "I'll send this off first thing in the morning and all we have to do is wait for the OK. Two Ghost Portals plus a proto-type Ecto-Skeleton in exchange for a rather nice fee and first grabs on some soon to be unclassified data files on ghosts; materials provided by us and the skills provided by you two."
"That is a relief, "said Maddie as she handed over a cup of coffee, "With Jazz going to college soon the extra money will come in handy. "
"And we'll still have some left over for materials to make more ghost weapons!" Jack said with a smile and then took a gulp of coffee, "Maybe now I'll be able to make something to bring down that blasted ghost kid."
"I was wondering, "the dark haired woman said, "What do you know about this ghost kid? I know the Guys In White have it out for him but that's about it."
"Just some ghost who is trying to fool people into thinking he's a hero, "said Maddie, "Please. Even if he wasn't a ghost, a hero doesn't steal from jewelry stores or hold people hostage and what about all of the property damage? Hmmm.."
"Indeed, "Jessica replied and then took a sip of coffee.
To be continued…