"Phantom." The huntress said coldly, as a black and white shape zipped towards her. Steadily, she cocked a small laser at him, as though preparing to fire.
"Wait, Val! I'm sorry, I just got busy..."
"Cut the crap, Phantom. I told you to get here at 7. I've been waiting for 45 minutes." Valerie Gray said, keeping her gun trained on the flustered ghost. He glanced nervously from that to her face, partially obscured by the red tinted glass of her helmet. Was she serious?
Then, suddenly, the girl broke into a smile, amused by his increasingly nervous behavior. It kind of reminded her of someone, when he was like this. She'd been trying for ages to place it. He acted like someone else she knew, kind of. Not Dani, his cousin; someone totally unrelated to the ghost hunter side of her life. But now wasn't the time to try and figure it out. She lowered her weapon, grinning broadly. "Relax, Phantom. I'm not gonna blast you into ectoplasmic goo. At least not today. Now, if you hadn't shown..." She let the sentence trail off, implications hanging in the air. She doubted she could follow through with the threat now, though.
"Aha. Yeah." The ghost rubbed the back of his head, still anxious. "A-anyway, what did you want to meet up for? If you'd had anyone but Dani tell me, I would've figured it was a trap."
"What, don't you trust me? I may not like your kind, Phantom, but I'm no liar." The huntress said, crossing her arms. "Besides, the last few times I tried to trap you, we ended up working together to get out of a situation. And, I don't know about you, but I think we make a pretty decent team, considering."
Green eyes just stared at her, as Phantom tried to process the information. "Wait. So you mean... you want to work together? Even though I'm a ghost?"
She rolled her eyes. "You're not so bad, for a ghost. Obviously, you're not on the best of terms with the rest of the Ghost Zone, and you could use the backup. And I could use your information and skills. Between the two of us, no ghost should show its ectoplasmic butt around Amity Park anymore." She held out a hand to him. "Do we have a deal?"
The boy studied her for another moment, trying to read her. But she once again looked dead serious. He nodded, clasping her wrist with his white gloved hand. "Deal."
Disclaimer: Danny Phantom and all related characters and ideas belong to their respective owners. This is a work of fiction, and all resemblance to real persons, living or dead or somewhere in between, is purely coincidental.
Chapter 1! Any constructive criticism will be helpful, as I decide where this story is headed and how things will play out.
