Chapter 2
"When I catch you, your pelt's mine, Ghost Boy!" yelled the hunter, Skulker, leading the group of ghosts. Numerous threats followed.
Phantom tore through the Ghost Zone, searching for refuge.
A sickening crash landed him into the hands of Walker, corrupt law-upholder. "You're not going anywhere, punk."
The white haired teen backed away into a suit of metal. Skulker gave him a grin. The little traitor was going down. Who hunted their own kind anyway?
Phantom found himself surrounded. Well, this sucks.