It was in the evening when Danny arrived late, like always after fighting some ghost that escaped from the ghost portal in his parents lab. It was summer, and unfortunately Sam and Tucker were neither there for as it was summer they were on vacation. While Danny was all alone, fighting some kind of ghost every night. He glanced at his watch to see it was 9:56, he was early coming home, to which he was glad of not missing curfew. He finally arrived home to open the door and receive his father's greeting or surprise attack of 'Its a ghost!' but to his expectations there was none. Instead the greeting came from his older sister Jazz, a over-analyzing psychologist wannabe.
"Hey Danny! Mom and Dad are on a ghost hunt unfortunately, and they wanted me to tell you that dinner was on the counter, its hamburgers and fries. They'll be back pretty soon." She stated. Danny nodded and followed Jazz into the kitchen.
"You're home pretty early." She added. She, like Sam and Tucker knew about his secret, being part ghost.
"Yea...It was only some lame ghost, like the Box Ghost." Danny retorted with a small smile. Jazz nodded and returned the smile.
"That's good. There hasn't been much ghost activity has there?" Jazz inquired. Danny shook his head.
"Yeah, its been pretty quiet lately." Danny replied. Jazz glanced over at her little brother who shrugged in apparent confusion. She knew it was hard for him, not having Sam or Tucker around, to help him. "I'm still here Danny...whenever you need me." Jazz stated. Danny peered over into her eyes.
"I know Jazz, thanks." Danny replied, his smile grew larger. He leaned over and hugged her for a brief moment and then pulled away. "You're the best sister a guy could ask for." He added. He chuckled as he saw her blush. "Your welcome Danny." She muttered slightly embarrassed.
Sophie shivered as she felt a breeze caress her tan skin. She staggered forward to peer up at a large sign that read Welcome to Amity Park. She paced slowly in the foggy morning to study her surroundings. It appeared she was in a small town. She kept walking forward, ignoring the bruises and cuts that adorned her body. She had no idea who she was, all she remembered was her name Sophie and another name which felt so familiar, Semele. Eventually she got to a house which caught her curiosity. It looked like a apartment building but had a another metal structure above it that was labeled Fenton Works. She staggered up the stairs to knock against the doors. She only waited briefly when a woman opened the door. "Welcome to Fenton Works, how may I help you?" the woman greeted when she glanced down upon Sophie and with a gasp she turned away for a second, "Jack! Come here!" She shouted before turning to face Sophie again.
"Come inside." the woman stated gently as she held out her hand to Sophie. Sophie uncertain, placed her hand in to the woman's reach and was ushered inside the house. A man appeared at the foot of the stairs in a rush when he saw his wife and Sophie. He was in a orange jumpsuit. He bolted to his wife's aid and helped usher Sophie to the couch. "Go get Jazz and Danny, Jack!" the woman ordered, to which the man instantly nodded and rushed up the stairs again to bring with him, a young boy and girl. They quickly moved downstairs to huddle around Sophie.
Sophie glanced at each of them in interest. The young boy had black hair with the most bluest eyes she ever seen. The older girl had long red hair like the womans' and they shared a resemblance like the men. The young boy caught her attention and a deep curiosity bubbled inside her. "What's your name, dear?" the woman asked gently as she kneeled beside Sophie. "Sophie...that's all I can remember..." Sophie answered as she gazed down at the woman. "I see..." the woman replied in thought. She stood up to step over to the man in the orange jumpsuit. She exchanged looks with him and they nodded in agreement. "Jazz, would you mind if Sophie here stays in your room while you can share with Danny." the woman suggests. The girl nods, "Yes, I don't mind." the girl states. Sophie glanced over at the boy again studying him intently. He was familiar to her.