"Dude that movie was awesome!" Danny yelled, after they saw POTC2.

"Yeah, especially the fighting scenes," Tucker added

"Yeah, but the ending didn't quite make sense," Sam said

"Yeah, but Come on, it was still a great mo-," he was cut off by his ghost sense.

The three looked, but once again found no ghost.

"Dude, maybe your powers are malfunctioning," Tucker said.

"Maybe we should go and check it out," Sam suggested

Danny was trying to stay calm, "Okay." He took a deep breath and they went to Fenton Works.

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"Okay Danny, lets get started," Sam began, "first, transformation."

Danny transformed into ghost mode.

"Check," Tucker approved

"Next, Intangibility."

Danny went intangible, went through a wall and came back.

"Check."

"Invisibility,"

Danny turned invisible.

"Check."

"Flight and target practice."

A whole obstacle course showed up in the lab. Rings, targets and such came out of the labs walls.

Danny flew through the hoops, zapped the targets with his ecto- rays, overshadowed Tuck and phased through the obstacle course's walls. His flight was still at 112 mph; it didn't seem like anything was wrong.

"You seem fine to me," Sam confirmed

Danny turned back into his human form.

"Then why does my ghost sense keep going off when there's no ghost!" Danny snapped.

Sam was a little taken aback by Danny's sudden outburst.

"Sorry Sam," Danny apologized

"It's okay," Sam put a reassuring hand on Danny's shoulder. Danny smiled.

"Danny!" a voice called from upstairs. A slim, pretty, brown haired Maddie came down into the lab, "Oh there you are, Sweetie. Your father and I have to go out for a few hours. You and Jazz will be alright home alone, right?"

"Yeah, Mom," Danny answered

"Maddie!" Danny's huge, ghost obsessive dad, Jack Fenton, came down into the lab, "We're going to be late, the ghosts will get away," he pouted

Danny's parents were professional ghost hunters. They were constantly making new ghost hunting inventions. They always wore their cool hazmat jumpsuits and if they even saw a ghost they would try to capture and torture it. This is one of the reasons Danny never told them about his ghost powers. Actually the only ones that knew were Jazz, Sam and Tuck.

"Well, we have to go, honey, see you tonight," Maddie ran upstairs, "oh," pocking her head back in the lab, "a box came for you earlier, I put it in your room." With that she left.

"A box?" Danny questioned, "I didn't order anything."

"Let's go check it out!" Tucker ran upstairs into the living room and bolted up more stairs into Danny's room. Sitting on the bed was a medium sized box. On the label were the words Danny Fenton but no return address.

"I wonder who sent it?" Sam wondered.

"I don't know," Danny answered

"Open it Dude, maybe there'll be a note inside," Tucker pleaded.

Danny slowly opened the box. Just as he lifted the last flap a blue light flew out. As fast as lightning it bounced around the room. It stopped for just a second, then flew even faster right down Danny's throat! Danny started gasping for breath, one hand grasping the wall for support, the other clutching his throat as he started coughing.

"Danny!" Sam and Tucker cried out.

""C'mon Tuck, We have to help him!" Sam screamed. They each grabbed one of Danny's arms and tried to ease him over to his bed. Then, the coughing stopped as Danny fell to the floor; unconscious.