Playing with Syringes Chapter 1, a danny phantom fanfic

Pre-Story Author's Notes:

This is the third part of a longer series, and comes after "Ghost Club". You should not need the others to read this fanfic without being lost or confused, but if you like this I would certainly recommend the others.

Other than that, all yours. Enjoy the reading. If it isn't what you like, I wish you well in finding what you do like. As usual, as a fan author I own nothing, I'm just borrowing the toys.

Elmerton Alleys

Valerie was almost home when she saw the two men step out from the shadows in powered suits, blocking her path. She reached down and grabbed her new Axion Labs made ecto-pistol and turned it on, pointing it at them. "Easy you two. I don't want trouble, but I know how to use this thing."

The two looked at each other and their hands shot for their own weapons with military reflexes before they slowed down as they reached the holsters and looked at each other before slowly letting go, putting their hands to the side in a clear showing of no hostile intent and they stepped out into the open. Valerie lowered her pistol as the light finally allowed her to see who she had pointed a gun at in her growing paranoia. "Operatives Oscar and Kilo?"

"Affirmative, Miss Gray," Oscar said with a military deadpan.

"Do you have an answer to our question?" Kilo asked as the two folded their arms and Valerie finally recognized that they were wearing the prototype Intangibility Suits that they had been testing since that fake exchange student 'Gregor' had shown up in Casper High.

"Yes, I do." Valerie answered. She had given it thought, but even with other students giving her constant trouble for being a menace due to her identity as the red clad ghost huntress being revealed saving their sorry hides, she had a choice to make. "And the answer is no. I'm sorry, but I can't honestly join guys who are happy to fire missiles into a crowded observatory on a hint that they had a secret identity on a ghost. Or who are happy to liberally strafe a restaurant with ecto-weapons."

The two glanced at each other in surprise. "Are you certain?" Kilo asked.

"Yeah, I am." Valerie answered. "Now, have a nice day." She turned to walk away when she heard the distinct woosh of rockets and whirled around just in time to see two rockets blast the Guys in White operatives and knock them further back into the alley. Activating her own Technus-origin armor, she was quickly covered in black and red power armor and had more weapons available to her as she saw Skulker diving out of the sky.

"I was aiming for you, but I cannot ignore a chance for payback!" Skulker shouted as he landed on top of the two GIW operatives.

"Evasion plan Vanilla-88!" Kilo shouted as the two suddenly turned intangible and faded through the ground before pulling themselves out a few feet away, much to Skulker's visible amusement as he dodged Valerie's fire.

"Ah, ghost hunters using ghost technology." Skulker said with a grin as wide as his armor allowed, "Impressive! You finally learned who's superior!"

The GIW operatives activated wrist blasters as Valerie activated her jet sled and took to the air, pulling out her new ecto-rifle and laid down suppressive fire towards Skulker to force him to think about her and not the two government employees who had also fired. The crossfire had damaged Skulker's armor, but he had shot into the air and out of the way. The GIW operatives followed as Skulker engaged Valerie in an aerial duel, a crossfire of blue and the occasional pink energy round lighting up the afternoon sky.

The GIW were working well in tandem, but Skulker seemed to be focusing on them now and had managed to clip the wing of Kilo's intangibility suit, sending him plummeting down. Oscar caught him and dropped him onto a nearby building where Kilo started setting up to support from below, but Skulker came crashing down on them and slashed the suits with his wrist blades, laughing as he did so. "But you are no match for the Ghost Zone's greatest hunter!"

He grunted as Valerie shot him in the back with a high powered burst her ecto-rifle, knocking him forward off of the two operatives who were rattling on about protocol and suit breaches in various code phrased sectors corresponding to some part of the human body as they pushed themselves back up. Leaping off the jet sled as it approached the roof, Valerie fired an underslung ecto-grenade at Skulker and caught him in the armor, knocking him off the building. He flew back up in moments, arms folded as his armor was visibly self-repairing from the damage it had taken.

"Impressive. I conclude this hunt with my damage done and vengeance taken on you white clothed buffoons. Have a nice day." With that, Skulker flew off, turning intangible and effortlessly dealing with the barrage of blue ecto rounds that shot up after him. Valerie leapt onto her jet sled to go after him, but her armor's scanners told him that he was long gone and moving too fast for her to catch before he reached some portal.

"Dang, that spook's fast," Valerie muttered as she flew back down, noticing the Guys in White had called for recovery and were having their suits manually removed. Must have been damaged pretty badly, she noted. Those Intangibility Suits must be pretty fragile... and expensive, I'm using ghost stuff and it can't do that.

XXX

Guys in White Forward Operating Base

Amity Park

"We lost both suits to battle damage, sir, during a White Cross Strike type ambush." Operative Kilo reported as they checked in. "All in all, a major loss."

"Understood." The Director answered as he listened to their report. "And Miss Gray?"

"Rejected our offer on account of 'callousness' by our organization." Oscar stated.

"I see. Well then, it seems that we need to move the White Wraith program forward."

Kilo blinked. "Sir?" he asked in confusion. "Are you certain? Would Congress even permit us to?"

"I've sold it to the senators poking into our budget that we're doing this to learn more about ghosts. And with the ghost boy around, knowing how half-ghosts work with White Wraith will only be a boon. Now, will you two follow orders in regards to White Wraith?"

"Affirmative," the two answered in unison, though Kilo still had his doubts of the program. He was not alone; those who knew of White Wraith were on the edge with it. Intangibility Suits were one thing, but the project was going into an area many of them were uncomfortable with.

"Excellent. Pack your gear, you two, we have a new target for you for one of the earlier steps of White Wraith. Take your White Condor Jet to Grand Canyon, you will receive a full briefing en route. If anyone bugs you about the amendments to the Anti-Ecto Control Act going into effect, it is an artificial ghost that you hunt. That, or tax audit threats."

"Yes sir." Oscar answered. "Operatives Kilo Lima Foxtrot and Oscar Mike Romero out." The transmitter shut down and the two looked at each other. "So, White Wraith begins."

"It seems so. I still doubt the program will be worth the cost."

"Perhaps, but it will allow us to equalize in terms with the ghosts. We both saw what happened to technological equivalences."

"The suits simply need more combat modification, which we unfortunately must learn through trial and error. Copying powers with technology is one thing, but I have my doubts over this goal." Kilo explained as they were packing up their wide array of ecto-weapons and gadgetry.

"Would you disobey an order in regards to it?" Oscar asked pointedly. Kilo looked down, knowledgeable to just what kind of orders may come from the program to make it succeed. He would rationalize the morals of the project later, but for now…

"No. I would not. I have my reservations, but orders are orders and it is a path towards dealing with the constant invasions into our reality. We still have our job to do even if people are more favorable to letting some ghosts run free." He closed his briefcase as he finished putting his equipment inside. "Now, to do our job."

Three Hours Later

Grand Canyon, Arizona

Danielle 'Dani' Phantom. Not a lot of people knew she existed, and those who did were generally quiet about her existence. And she liked it that way, especially as she saw what Danny Phantom went through in the news. She had enough with being hunted when on the run from Vlad Masters/Plasmius, and it was nice to travel the world without having to keep moving, she could actually take in the sights now. Like the majestic cliffs of the Grand Canyon that she was watching now from the quiet corner she had found. It was a beautiful sight...

... cut off by several energy strikes striking the nearby ground and blasting a tree as a heavy white jet flew over the canyon. She dove backwards as it came by for another pass. "What the heck?!" she shouted as she stared at the aircraft.

"We've got a lock on the cloned ghost." Kilo said from the copilot position as he aimed.

"And it is disguised as a human. Disgusting." Oscar added as he brought the White Condor Heavy Jet around and Kilo locked onto her ecto signature, firing missiles as she ran from their pursuit. "Why isn't it counterattacking?"

"Unknown. But likely the same reason the DNA source runs from us: we are too good for him." Kilo answered as the missiles missed as she turned intangible and phased into the rock formations. "White Lightning Sidewinders missed, target has phased into the ground."

"Damn it!"

Ten Minutes Later

"Okay, what was that about..." Danielle muttered as she returned to the safe house near the Grand Canyon that Vlad had established some time ago. They were relatively bare for Vlad's taste, but even he knew that sometimes you needed functionality over looks. Besides, they were never meant to be permanent bases, just a place to wait long enough to recover and then leave. Vlad had told her of several, and she had been able to find out where the rest of them were after a little data raid into Vlad's mansion while he was at the Amity Park City Hall. Thorough as Vlad was, Vlad's internal defense was rather lackluster as his own equipment proved to be just what she needed to steal the data on the safe house locations, which she kept on a small wrist communicator. Vlad had figured out that she was using the safe houses, so she usually had to clear out a few turrets first, but they never proved to be a problem until her powers were starting to completely destabilize, at which point she had started making her way back to Amity Park to find Danny and figure out what could be done to stop the destabilization.

She had been residing in this one for a few days now as she explored the Grand Canyon, but the sudden attack had made no sense. Why attack her now? She tried to remember Vlad's descriptions of various organizations and ghost hunters. "Those were probably the Guys in White, then, but why attack me? I wasn't doing anything..." She muttered to herself as she opened the safe house's refrigerator and sighed as there was no water left cold.

"Great, and it'll take a while to cool. I really need to ask Danny about those ice powers..." She glanced down at her hands and wondered if she could figure it out. She had never tried copying powers before as it was always too much of a risk from her unstable DNA, but now that it was no longer unstable... "Maybe it's time to experiment." She grabbed another pair of gallon bottles and a dozen of the smaller ones and shoved them into the fridge as she considered.

Well, how would she experiment? From what she knew, powers usually came when they were either desperately needed, or from a lot of practice. She knew what they were, so she did not have that barrier to slow her down, but she had very little knowledge of how some of them worked. All she knew about ice powers was that Danny shot ice beams like he shot plasma blasts and could freeze things on contact, but how it worked she had no idea.

I'll decide on what to work on later. Maybe pop by Amity Park at some point and ask Danny what he needed to do to learn. She walked to the safe house's computer and brought up a map, plotting out a route that would take her by Amity Park while still letting her sight see... she could always wait until she talked to Danny to start experimenting with her powers. To get towards Amity Park, of course, she needed to head to the Northeast, but a diversion up north would not hurt. She was not aiming to set records from Grand Canyon to Amity, after all, and she had the freedom to explore.

One Day Later

Salt Lake City, Utah

"There it is, GET IT!"

Danielle whirled around as she saw the two agents in white and a half dozen white hazard armored infantry behind them, looking straight at her. "You gotta be kidding me..." she moaned as she started running as the Guys in White started trying to force their way through the crowd. She figured that they probably had scanners and picked up her ecto signature. She glanced around and saw an alley and dove into it, hiding behind a dumpster. The GIW agents followed and flanked out in the alley.

"Nowhere to run, ghost brat," the African American operative stated as he aimed his ecto-pistol down the alley with the other half dozen soldiers.

"You're coming in for experiments, lots and lots of really painful experiments." the Caucasian operative stated harshly. "Come out now and we won't have to shoot you first."

Screw that, Danielle thought as she switched to her ghost form, turned invisible, and flew off into the air. Several blue energy shots followed, but the Guys in White lost the trail soon after and she made her way to Vlad's Salt Lake City safe house, hidden beneath the lake.

"We lost it around here." Kilo stated angrily as their GPS tracking of her ecto signature failed again in the display showing their last hunt. "Damn, it must have been thought by Phantom how to evade us."

"Why do we need it specifically anyways?" Oscar asked. "We can use any ghost for the material, correct?"

"Correct. But, as Vlad Plasmius' files indicated, non-'natural'," he put as much sarcastic bite into the word natural as he could as ghosts were decidedly not natural, "half-ghost hybrids are unstable without a mid morph DNA sample used for their creation. If it is now as stable as the files indicate, then it should suffice. On top of that, it is the only artificial ghost of that type we know of and a great scientific boon either way." They were in a GIW field post near the city debriefing from losing the trail and trying to figure out where their quarry was. "Now, we wait for it to trip our sensors. It will not get far before we are on its tail." He paused as he considered the target's relationship to Danny Phantom. "And make sure we keep any videos of this shut down, we do not want the ghost boy to figure out that we are on his opposite sex clone's tail, in the event he is protective of it."

Two Days Later

Rocky Mountains National Park, Colorado

Danielle looked through the binoculars when she was sure she saw a tank rolling up the mountain side and heard a distinct thump of a cannon firing. Immediately after, a blue beam from the tank enveloped her vision and blasted her backwards, knocking her into the information stand. The tourists there screamed and ran for their cars, ignoring the (biologically) twelve year old who had just taken a direct hit from a tank. Stunned at the fact she had just been shot at by a tank, Danielle fought to maintain consciousness as she started to appreciate just how much ecto weapons hurt. Despite the pain, she saw a large armored personnel carrier coming into the tourist stop and it begin discharging GIW troopers, some with rifles, some with disc shaped grenades, and a few with what looked like blue lightsabers. Pushing herself up, she looked at the people confronting her and closed her hands into fists.

"What the heck do you want with me?!" she shouted, a white ring passing from her feet to her head as she switched forms and brought up an energy shield to block the grenades and blue bolts that they fired at her. The shield took it, but the effort combined with how stunned she was from taking a direct hit meant that the next barrage would have hit if she did not leap into the air and start flying away. She needed to hurry to the nearest safe house and get inside before the Guys in White brought in any more troops as blue bolts shot at her from the ground and a missile from the tank overshot her. As she started pulling up the safe house location, she dropped down below the tree line to run interference with their scanners, hopefully.

"Come on, come on…" she muttered as the wrist device was calculating the coordinates. Suddenly, she heard the distinct sound of ecto-rifles firing and threw herself forward, light blue bolts speeding overhead as a half squad of GIW Light Infantry attacked her from behind.

"Take it down!" one of them shouted as he opened fire again, aiming low. Danielle whirled around and shot into the air, deciding that enough was enough. She charged her own plasma blasts and fired a volley from her hands and feet, back flipping as she fired the last two from her feet and dodged a retaliatory shot. The effort left her more light headed, and she knew she could not stick around to fight after taking that direct hit.

"Just leave me alone!" Danielle shouted at them when she finally had the coordinates and she sped off, done fighting them and not in the mood for a continued fight.

FentonWorks

Amity Park

"Man, what're those maniacs doing?" Danny asked as he watched the news report on the latest GIW attack. It made no sense, they claimed there was a ghost, but there was no proof of a ghost from eyewitness reports. He had even leapt down to Salt Lake City via GCN, showing up there with the Fenton Finder and checked the city out for ghost presence after that 'attack'; the only ghost in town was himself.

"I don't know," Sam said as she watched the TV from where she was leaning on the wall. "I think they just want to look good, like they're on the ghost threat. They have decoy ghosts, remember?"

"True." Danny answered as he sat back down at the kitchen table. "It's probably nothing, but we should keep an eye on it. For now though," he picked up the next letter, "sorting through fan mail... man, what makes people write this stuff?"

"I don't know," his father cut in as he dropped a large invention on the table, knocking most of the fan mail away onto the floor, "but I do know that they're gonna wish they contracted with us when the Fenton Ghost Cannon is ready!" Danny left it unsaid how much fan mail he had sent the Master's Blasters during their short reign as 'heroes of Amity Park'.

"Uh, Mister Fenton, it looks like a giant machine gun with four oversized barrels to me..." Sam said slowly as she looked at the barely worked on device which looked like it should have been mounted on a tank, picking up the various letters as she went. Danny noted that it would have looked perfect in Doomed, and probably still would when completed.

"Exactly, but one with a Fenton name to it! And it'll be a weapon with enough stout strength to match my ghost hunting posterior!"

Danny sighed, putting a hand on his forehead and wondered how his father had gotten to the point of naming everything a Fenton (insert-name-here); even Vlad never went that far baring a few exceptions, and those were stylistic in nature rather than trying to cram his name in.

GIW Field Post White Mobile Alpha

Rocky Mountains National Park, Colorado

"Where is it going?" Kilo asked as they looked over the map. "There has to be a destination it has in mind."

"Perhaps it wanders with no idea? After all, what motivation could a cloned ghost have?" Oscar offered. "But, we might be able to herd it if we fan out. Patrol Almond Three stumbled onto her before she stunned them with energy rays."

"Agreed." Kilo said as he started moving his hand around the map, trying to triangulate some sort of destination along the route, "It is proving far more effective at evading us than anticipated. We will need a stronger mobile force. Time to pull out the White Sky Mobile Infantry, their jetpacks and rifles should be a potent combination. We load the White Bengal Tiger Tank onto the White Condor with a team of said WSMI units, and herd it to the nearest strongpoint if we do not pick it off from afar with the tank."

Oscar pulled out a hand radio. "I will keep a list of nearby airbases so we can scramble White Eagle Strike Jets to go after it if it attempts to fly away at high speeds."

One Hour Later

Safe House

Danielle phased through the ground and into the safe house easily and heard the powering of ecto weapons. She rolled to the side as a turret fired a pink energy blast at her and she retaliated with her own plasma blast, blowing the ceiling mounted turret to pieces. Two more popped out from the ground next to the door and started trying to destroy her, pink beams firing rapidly. She simply turned intangible and rushed between them, letting the beams destroy each other. No other turrets activated and she stumbled towards the ration stash. She was tired, hungry, and phasing through ecto weaponry was tiring. Having been shot by a tank did not help matters at all, but rapid healing from being half-ghost was a welcome advantage.

"Man, what is it with those white clad freaks?" she asked herself as she phased through the door to the store room and looked at what was there to eat. Fun... military surplus meat, she thought with a sigh as she pulled a can of it out along with a gallon bottle of water and placed both of them next to the small stove next to the refrigerator. She rummaged through the drawers, trying to find where to put her hand to start powering the hideout, most of it ran on an independent function based on the Fenton's ecto-converter with the turrets having their own passive power supply that activated when an intruder was detected without, presumably, Vlad's ectoplasmic signature.

"Aha," she said quietly as she found it and put her hand onto it, wincing briefly as it took energy from her and the equipment inside began to power up. Fortunately, it only took a small amount of ghost energy to run it, or a comparatively small amount.

After putting the gallon of water into the refrigerator, she set to work cooking and started considering her options. On one hand, I need to talk to Danny about this. On the other, there're still places to see... She knew she would have to go to Amity Park eventually, but the freedom she had to go around was something she realized that she had come to enjoy. No being tied down to Vlad's schemes, the ability to see all the wonders of the world...

As the meat began to cook, she took several more cases of water and stuffed them into the fridge and rummaged around the emergency stock for ration bars to tide her over until the meat finished. The bars were tasteless and bitter, but she had grown used to the taste, but she figured that Vlad, of all people, would want something better for food. Or at least something to season it with.

She leaned against the fridge as she started considering what was happening, this was the third time the Guys in White had attacked her, and it was always when she was just minding her own business...

"...Duh!" Danielle hit her forehead as she finally connected the dots. They were attacking her when she was in her human form and were deliberately aiming for her. "They're hunting me." She glanced at the safe house's door and realized that knowing that piece of information settled it: she had to go to Amity Park. There, she could hopefully get help from Danny, and worse case worse she could go to the Ghost Zone via the Fenton Portal. Maybe get a lair there or something... I'll probably need one someday anyways, so why not scope out a property nice and early?

Either way, she had to be more careful, and this meant no sightseeing, just straight travel and only stopping at Vlad's safe houses to rest for the night and eat. Even half-ghosts had to eat at some point even if they could go a day without it. She reached into the drawers, found an emergency travel backpack, and started filling it with ration bars, a med kit, and left space for water; if she had to eat on the move she would, but she had to make it to Amity Park. She glanced at the safe house's database and wondered what Danny was doing now...

Amity Park

"I AM THE BOX GHOST!"

"Oh come on," Danny said irritably as he dodged the high speed crate as they fought at the dockside. "What, did Pandora let you go or did you give her the slip?"

"My time of forced penance is done, and now I shall continue my... YEAOW!" The Box Ghost went flying backwards as Sam shot him in the face with her Fenton Wrist Ray, leaving a puce mark in his ectoplasmic form. Danny grinned and looked down at her.

"You love that thing, don't you?"

"Like you have no idea." Sam answered with a smile as she fired another set of blasts at the Box Ghost, who yelped in pain after each shot as he started flying away, and right to where his mother had the portable portal cannon finally recharged and repaired, sending him back to the Ghost Zone with a sniper shot with the anti-ghost equivalent of an unguided rocket.

"Yes!" his mother shouted, "Got him!"

"Nice shot, mom!" Danny called back. "Alright, that's Desiree wished into a Thermos and the Box Ghost send back by way of a portable portal gun. Now we just need to find out where Youngblood ended up..."

"So just you kids?" his father asked as he came up, carrying another bazooka, though this one was built to just hurt rather than create a portal.

"Yeah. You guys can't..." He saw Youngblood behind his dad and charged a plasma blast. "Duck!"

Youngblood had just enough time to realize he was getting shot in the face when Danny's ecto blast hit him in the face, and Jack turned around and pulled out a Thermos. "Eat hot Thermos you bratty invisible spook!" He activated it, but Youngblood was quick enough to dodge and the blue beam just shot into the nearby fishing boat uselessly.

"You missed!" Tucker said as he hurled an anti-ghost disc grenade which skidded along the ground and detonated in Youngblood's face, stunning him long enough for Tucker to activate his own Thermos and suck the childish ghost into it. His parents perked up and watched, apparently able to see Youngblood as he was sucked into the Thermos. Interesting, Danny noted, attributing it to the Thermos containing his power in the process.

"Man, how're we going to fight Youngblood when we're older?" Tucker asked as he capped the Thermos.

"I have no idea." Danny answered as everyone regrouped where Tucker was, "But I don't like the idea of having to employ kids to do it."

"Even if they were trained?" his father asked in surprise.

"Okay, maybe, but I still don't like the idea." Danny dropped down back to the ground and switched back to his human form. "Anyways, let's get these two put away before anything else happens…"

"Hey look, it's Danny Phantom!" someone shouted, and suddenly the place was swarming with cameras and loony fans.

"Like that?" Sam asked as she put a hand over her face to shield her eyes from the camera flashes.

"Exactly."

"Run?" Tucker asked.

"Run."

XXX

The Next Day; About 4:00 PM

"Almost there…" Danielle told herself as she could make out the urban landscape of Amity Park in the distance and the GCN hub. She was flying at a comfortable speed and had managed to dodge two GIW platoons so far.

Several blasts suddenly flared out from below and she pulled up sharply, dodging the ground based barrage of ecto-rifles and saw a team of GIW infantry on the ground. Gritting her teeth, she started charging her plasma to fire back when they shot into the air with white flames coming from their backs and within seconds they were at a similar altitude to her and pointing weapons at her, led by two familiar operatives in the same gear. Of course, jet packs...

"Come on!" Danielle shouted at them as she created a shield to block their barrage. "I'm not doing anything, why won't you leave me alone?!"

"A scale 7.1 formation of artificial ectoplasmic power roaming freely? Unacceptable." the African American operative stated as he fired a cyan square at her from a wrist launcher. She swerved to the side and dodged it before firing her own shot back, hitting one of the supporting jet infantry and sending him flying away as he fought to regain control.

"Really?" she asked as her legs disappeared into a ghostly tail and she contorted around a cluster of missiles fired from a set of tanks in between her and Amity Park, "So how about one that scales higher than me? A certain half ghost you could never catch? Or is he too powerful for you to take on?"

"Please, he always ran from us!" the Caucasian operative shouted as he fired a burst from his rifle and caught Danielle in the shoulder, knocking her backwards and destroying the backpack's strap. It fell as the other strap slipped off from the weight and the backpack fell under its own weight to the ground below.

"Hard to see why, unless he wasn't trying to hurt you!" she taunted back as she fought the pain down and turned invisible and dove to the ground, pulling up just before she hit terra firma and sped towards Amity Park at full speed. She glanced down at her wrist communicator and started wishing that she had calibrated it for calls instead of leaving it as a data storage and reading device.

"Guess I just have to fly to help," she muttered under her breath as she saw the line of tanks ahead and prepared to turn intangible.

"Scanners got something, lock the area down!" Danielle heard someone in the GIW force ahead shout and suddenly crashed into a light blue energy shield, lost her invisibility, and screamed as the electric energy shot through her and she dropped to the ground, realizing that the tanks were shielded. GIW soldiers spewed from the line of tanks and pointed various weapons at her, but she almost did not notice them because holy hell flying at a hundred miles per hour into an anti-ghost shield was painful.

"You're under arrest."

"Yeah?" Danielle bit back as she tried to focus her intangibility, "what're the charges? Existing?"

"Actually, yes." The Caucasian GIW operative dropped behind her and shoved a gun to the start of her ponytail. "You ghosts, you're all the same even if you are just a clone."

"Oh really? I'm pretty sure there's some significant differences between Danny Phantom and Vlad Plasmius."

"Maybe, but only in the public's perception." The African American agent added as he pulled out another of the cyan squares. "They're all intruding on our reality, and we will clear you aberrations from it."

"Right then, because being zapped with ecto-energy is coming from another dimension." Danielle said with as much dry irony as she could muster as she turned intangible and phased into the ground before popping up behind them. "Bye!" She shot into the air as dozens of blasts followed her, lighting up the afternoon like a light blue fireworks display.

Amity Park

"What the?" Valerie wondered aloud as she saw the lightshow in the distance and guided her jet sled towards it. Something was up, and the GIW never did live fire exercises anywhere near Amity Park, and it was not where the GCN site was. She glanced down at the communicator on her wrist and wondered if she should call Danny, then decided against it. She would call him when she had an idea of what they were looking at, and until then he was probably studying for Lancer's next test. She was fairly sure she saw some green blasts too, and activated her scanners to find out where the ghost was.

As she reached the outskirts of Amity Park and one of its outlying parks, she saw things more clearly: some ghost was being chased by the Guys in White, and they seemed to be going all out with most of their heavy units out. That's unusual even for them... She recalled as she heard a jet and looked up in time to see one of their strike fighters speeding towards the area from a distant airbase and strafe the area where the green plasma blasts were being fired from. The ghost, however, was not there according to the scanners and had dodged out of the way of the airstrike.

"Whichever ghost it is, it's good." Valerie said to herself as she turned to head off the ghost before it reached Amity Park.

She dropped below the tree line and found herself in an abandoned picnic area and pulled her ecto-rifle from its back mounted clamp, arming it, checking the heat sinks, and taking the safety off. She aimed towards the ghost's heading and waited patiently for it to come over (or through) the hill…

As it came speeding out of the hill, Valerie's finger was on the trigger when she saw who the ghost was, and so did the ghost who did the flying equivalent of skidding to a halt, her ghostly tail returning to legs, and stopped right before she crashed into Valerie.

"Valerie!?"

"Danielle?!"

"What's going on?" Valerie asked, shocked to see Danny's 'cousin' in Amity Park, never mind being chased by the Guys in White.

"I came here to talk to Danny, the Guys in White have been attacking me from the Grand Canyon all the way to here!"

"Wow, you've been fighting them the whole time?" Valerie was impressed; that would of put the fight into a multiple day struggle and cross country on top of that. Now how the heck did that not end up on the news more than it a few footnotes?

"No, on off with them jumping me while in my human half… here they come!"

Valerie nodded and grabbed Danielle, punching it with the jet sled and activating her suit's communicator; "Time to call Danny, then." She hit Danny's number and it started ringing when a GIW blast hit Danielle and knocked her out of Valerie's grip. She leaned forward and the jet sled shot down after, coming to the ground right next to Danielle. She was groaning and putting a hand on her head when more cyan blasts came from behind them.

"Hey Valerie," she heard Danny said from her communicator. "How you doing?"

"Better," Valerie answered as she grabbed Danielle and leapt onto a nearby park table, tipping it over vertically and creating a makeshift slab of cover as GIW ecto rifle hits took out the top half of it. "Danielle's here and the Guys in White are going mad!"

"What?! Danielle's here?!" She heard him go ghost as the reverberation ghosts always had added itself to his voice, though the most significant change was how his tone went from casual and borderline unconcerned to a hardened combatant taking in the battlefield. "Where are you?"

"Just outside of town, Elmerton side of the river." Valerie answered as Danielle recovered and hovered a few inches from the ground. Valerie nodded, taking a jump and activating her jet sled before the two took off. "We're coming towards FentonWorks."

"Got it, I'm on my way." Danny hung up.

"So, where we meeting him?" Danielle asked as they dodged a barrage from the Guys in White.

"I think he's just going to follow the light show. Come on, we can dodge into the alleyways and lose them in a chase. Stick with me."

She nodded, and the two shot towards Amity Park.

End Chapter

- This is another of my try at 'Season 4' of DP. If you want to reach them in order, the previous stories in this are: 'A New World Network' - 'Ghost Club'

- Ah, Danielle. A base breaker to be certain. Some say she was a Mary Sue, others say she was an underused character. I can certainly see the Sue traits (after all, we all know how bad a poorly written half-ghost OC can be), but overall I think she was in the underused department. You can hold your own opinions on the matter, but we'd have to agree to disagree. Though, I will say she is a difficult character to do right because you have to get into a mindset of someone who does not have the same experiences as most of us do universally as humans.

- As for the GIW 'units', most of them came from 'Reality Trip'. The hazard suited infantry and their variants are the same ones who helped our regular GIW Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum raid FentonWorks the morning after the gems were lost. White Eagle Strike Jets are based on the fighters the GIW used to strafe Team Phantom at Cape Canaveral. Finally, the White Bengal Tiger Tanks are the tank we saw used at Gothapalooza, now able to either fire a missile or a heavy anti-ecto energy shot. The White Condor Jet is the large aircraft seen used during 'Double Cross My Heart', and the Intangibility Suits were also seen in that episode.