Author Note: Slight SG-1 References. Devon and Danielle are twins. I'd like to simply state that I have been procrastinating in posting this. I hope you enjoy, and please give me feedback, it'll help me make this story better.

(Dev/Devon's POV)

I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, I set my comic book down, before pulling my phone out. "Hello?" I asked. The other end was silent for a moment, before I smiled. "You guys almost here?" I tilted my head, before I leaned against the wall. "The Winchesters? I think I ran across one of their 'jobs' once. Their kinda tough." I listened for a few minutes, before I hung up the phone. I looked at the other person, who had their face buried in a thick comic book. "Dani?" I asked. She paused, lowering the comic a little, before she made a sound. "Danny and Denny are bringing friends." Dani nodded, setting the comic book down, before she walked over and wrapped her arm around my shoulders.

"I heard, Dev," she said as she glanced out the shattered remains of a window. I nodded, smiling as I leaned against her a bit. "Well, we should get ready to welcome them, hey brother?" she asked. I nodded, slipping out from her arm, before I followed her down the stairs. Our footsteps were inaudible as we silently walked down to the front doors. We stood there for a while, before someone knocked on the large metal door, before Dani opened the door. I stared at the two tall men standing behind Danny and Denny, while Dani basically clung to Danny. I raised an eyebrow, staring at the backpack on Danny's back, before I smirked.

"Did you bring it, then?" I asked. Danny nodded, slipping away from Dani's hold, before he began unpacking the backpack. I watched as the Proto-portal was pulled from the black folds of velvet cloth. "That one works?" I asked. Danny smiled, nodding as he set it down. I sighed, eying the device nervously. "It's not gonna, you know, bring anything to life, or explode, right?" Danny stood, walking over to me and gripping my shoulder, giving it a squeeze.

"Dev, this isn't like Dad's first try... Or his second, though that one was more of a success. This is functional, ya know. Functional Functional. I promise," Danny said as he smiled at me. I nodded back, before I gave him a short hug. I turned to the men that accompanied Danny and Denny. "Dev, this is Sam and Dean Winchester. Sam, Dean, this is our brother Dev, or Devon and our sister Dani, or Danielle." I waved a bit, while Dani gave them a short glare, before she ran upstairs, coming back down with our comics. She tossed mine to me, which I caught easily. I stuffed it into my waistband of my jeans, before I stared at the barrel of a sawed off shotgun. I glanced up the barrel at Dean. My eyes flashed from a pale blue to a paleish, glowing greenish-turquoise color. My black hair was blown from my face by a nonexistent wind. "Dean, I'd put that down if I were you. Dev may not seem strong, but he's as strong as I am. Probably stronger, he can use a large amount of ghost powers in human form." I spun to Danny, a half glare turning into the usual 'scary eyes'. Danny chuckled, ruffling my hair. "Blame Denny. He did it." I shot the 'scary eyes' at Denny, who held up the pouch, in which the secret hid. I sighed, shaking my head.

"If I felt like it, I'd kill you both. But then I'd have to capture your full ghost forms and I'm not really into the whole tag your it game," I said, while turning back to the Proto-portal. I picked it up, feeling how heavy it was. "If it were smaller, you could say it was a special key-chain." I examined it, before raising an eyebrow. "We have our own Stargate, only it goes into the ghost world... Weird. I guess we're our own SG-1?" I handed the Proto-portal back to Danny, while Dani smacked me with her comic book. I rubbed my head, before pulling out my comic book, which was why I was thinking the Ghost Proto-portal was a miniature Stargate. I stuck my comic book into the waistband of my jeans again, before I shrugged.

Two hours later we were exploring the Asylum. I mean actually exploring it. I made sure I had a good grip of Dani's hand, while we jumped nimbly over the debris of the past. Dani had a ball of ectoenergy held in her hand, while she scanned the hallways. I felt her hand tighten, before I stopped, letting her hand go and watching her. She walked into a hallway, where the lights flickered and sparked sporadically. I ran after her, lighting a pale greenish-turquoise ball of ectoenergy as Dani stopped. I felt the cold rush run up my spine, before I exhaled a cloud of my breath, which was also a greenish-turquoise. I shifted slightly on my feet, Dani pressing her back to mine, while our hands erupted in ectoplasm.

We ran down the hall, before we shot energized blasts at the back of the Box ghost. I unclasped the cap of the Fenton Thermos I had been given, capturing the mostly harmless spectre into the confinements of the device. I quickly capped it and hooked it to my pants. Dani and I continued to explore, no other ghost zone ghosts seemed to trigger our ghost sense. Faint disturbances did cause our ghost sense to trigger slightly, but not as powerfully. We continued down the hallways, being alert, yet knowing when to strike, or to defend. We continued to jump over debris and old furniture.

We were at the last hallway, the air here seemed... different. I searched for a sign, before I saw it. Solitary Confinement. I felt for Dani's hand in the dark, but what met my hand was not my sister's hand. I didn't take a glance, feeling uncomfortable. I felt my sister grip my other hand, before she shot a small ectoblast at the ghost, which had attached itself to my hand. I still didn't look at it, though the urge felt familiar. Almost like the time I'd seen Freakshow controlling Danny and Denny with that glass sphere at the end of the staff. I had been able to resist it, but only barely. I inhaled slowly, before I gave a very slight glance at Dani. The urge had faded, but was still there. "T-Thanks. But I think it'll be back... and soon." Dani nodded, before she pulled me down the hall and past the rest of the solitary confinement, downstairs, and back to the rendezvous point. I sat down on the floor, after putting the Thermos containing the Box ghost into Danny's backpack. Dani sat down next to me, smiling as we just sat in silence.

I looked up as Danny, Denny, Dean, and Sam came back. Danny had a full thermos, while the Winchester brothers had shot up a couple of violent spirits. Before I could make a sound, that feeling came back. I felt something grip my arm, before I closed my eyes. "Danny, Denny, Dani. Close your eyes!" I shouted. I felt myself pass through the wall, before I landed on cold concrete. I didn't open my eyes, as I shifted to my feet. I charged ectoenergy to my hands, before I let my ghost sense point me in the direction of the spirit. I shot the ectoblast at the spirit. A sound filled the air, before I spun around, shooting another ectoblast as the spirit moved to attack me from behind. I wouldn't destroy it, just defend myself from it's power. "I've felt the feeling of mind control before. I can resist it!" I shouted as I shifted on my feet and brought a glowing green shield around myself. The spirit was unable to pass through it, the feeling having faded enough for me to open my eyes. I glared glowing greenish-turquoise eyes at the gray spirit, before I charged another ectoblast. The sound of a shotgun firing made me shift on my feet. Standing on the other side of the room, shotgun smoking, was Dean and Sam. The spirit shrieked, charging at them. I ran after the spirit, changing in mid-step, before my gloved hand gripped tightly on the spirit's arm, dragging it away from the Winchesters, before I closed my eyes as the spirit turned to look at me.

"Dev!" shouted Danny. I held my hand up, before I felt the thermos land in my hand. I pointed it at the squirming spirit, before I pushed the capture button. The spirit shrieked, but didn't move. I threw the thermos back, before I could charge an ectoblast, the spirit grabbed me by my throat, and forced my eyes open. When it realized I couldn't be controlled, it threw me hard into a wall. I played unconscious, while the spirit floated over me, before the shotgun rang out again, the spirit shrieking loudly, before I opened my eyes. The spirit was shot again, before exploding into a cloud of ash black. I slowly got to my feet, rubbing the bruise forming on my throat and head. "Dev, you okay?" asked Denny. I nodded, transforming back into my human half.

"Skulker can hit harder than that." I said as I smiled. Danny and Denny ruffled my hair, while Dani slung her arm around my neck, being careful of my growing bruise. Danny, Denny, Sam, and Dean went back upstairs. Dani and I followed at a slower pace.