Chapter One: Echoes
She had seen things see wasn't supposed to see, heard things she wasn't supposed to hear. Now they all echoed and bounced, tumbling around in her head like tennis shoes in a dryer, each one worsening her headache with a resounding "THUNK!"
Flashback
"By the authority invested in me by the city of Amity Park, I sentence you back from whence you came!" Maddie yelled with the Fenton Bazooka to Phantom's head, ready to pull the trigger.
"Oh man, I have got to start paying more attention in these fights." Phantom mumbled to himself.
"Honey, forgot to fully charge Fenton Bazooka. - Jack. P.S.: Can I have a cookie?" Maddie read the note she suddenly found affixed to the bazooka's side to herself.
"With that, I bid you a fair farewell." he said before he flew away.
"You haven't seen the last of me!" She said, waving her fist.
"Duh, I'll see you at dinner." Phantom said as he flew off, up through the ceiling.
End Flashback
She remembered being very cautious that night at dinner, but nothing happened...
Those rings, she had seen them on occasion too. It was almost as if he was reverting back to a human form... But that wasn't possible, was it?
The ghost boy, Danny Phantom, resembled her son, Danny Fenton, so much. And a mother knows her own child when she sees him, no matter what. Phantom was somehow tied to Danny, and she would not stop thinking about the possibilities and evidence until she puzzled it out...
There was something going on between Jazz and Danny, some sort of secret... They were always talking together and Jazz was always concerned. Yeah, maybe she was just being a good sister, but she had never been this good of a sister before... before... before what? Well, just before. Jazz always prevented Jack and herself from going after Phantom, too... Maybe Phantom was a spectral projection of Danny that separated off of him during the accident. That would be why Phantom wasn't completely evil! Then Danny would feel responsible for him, and he would talk to Jazz for damage control and...
No, that wouldn't explain the other things. Like his eyes. She had watched the ebb and flow of glowing green around Danny's irises when he was angry. She had once even caught his hand glowing. The glow was quickly quelled, but it was there all the same. Danny sometimes said the same things as Phantom too... But her Danny couldn't be the ghost boy... could he?