I got lazy lmao.

Well I'm back to another chapter w, I'm getting a few more followers but I only got 1 review for the 2nd chapter. :( I'd love to receive more, to be honest. Maybe that's why I got lazy~ but well, I still have to continue to be called a decent fanfic writer.

I want to write a Big Hero 6 fanfiction, but the plot I got isn't interesting enough. I also wanted to continue The 2nd Generation of Red Eyes, but my writing style was so different last year, I wonder what happened?

Anyway, back to the story. Goth Girl and Techno Geek makes their appearances. As incoming freshmen, they are assigned to be interviewed by Jazz, who actually thinks they're eggs that are hard to crack.

Ghost Boy will appear soon ;). Have fun reading!

A Grasp at a Distant Memory

Chapter 3: Ghost Habitat

"Ok?" Jazz raised an eyebrow. "So you're Samantha Manson, and Tucker Foley, am I right?" Jazz inspected her clipboard, and eyed at the newbies.

"Yes, although I prefer to be called Sam. Call me that name once again and we're not cool" 'Sam' nonchalantly addressed, focusing at her black-painted nails. Jazz cringed at her style.

"That's a rather, um, unique fashion sense you have there, don't you?" Jazz tried to fake a giggle, which turned out to be obvious, much to her dismay.

"I will take that as a compliment."

"Uh, if you wouldn't mind" Jazz said in a rather apologetic voice (although her eyebrow is twitching slightly if you squint). "Interview's supposed to be one-on-one, and Tucker right there is next to you, Sama-"

"Sam" the Goth stood corrected.

"Right, Sam."

"I apologize, Tuck's an airhead when it comes to his PDA."

"Hey, I heard that!" Tucker protested, then continued to tinker with his gadget mere seconds later. "K, I'm going out. Best of luck, Sam."

"Thanks, weirdo." She replied as the door shut.

"Quite an odd duo, I suppose." Jazz giggled. "You're pretty cool, Sam. Impressive standings. Good grades. And oh, you came from a really cool private school."

"Thanks, princess. Can I go now?" Sam pointed at the door.

Jazz squinted slightly at her, obviously unimpressed with her attitude.

"Well, Sam, I suppose you are quite good for your age, but you don't have to talk that way, especially if I'm the one who decides whether you go here or not."

"Geez, calm down", Sam picked her ears with her pinky. "I never expected a brat handling the interview. Isn't that like favoritism? And I only went here to Amity Park because I've heard of the ghosts lurking around here."

Sam seems to have hit one of Jazz's spots. Although not obsessive like her father, Jazz have seen a fairly good amount of ghosts lately, due to the activation of the Ghost Portal just weeks before her mom and dad's separation. Her father's efforts seemed to take a rather big sacrifice in the form of his family, in exchange for him actually proving that ghosts indeed have a home behind that device.

"Well, getting me angry doesn't give you a ticket to the famous Ghost Portal, only found at Amity Park", she smirked, finally getting full attention of the bratty Goth.

"Are you shitting on me?" [A/N: I did say something about cursing on the summary lmao.] Sam retorted, disbelief on her eyes. "That portal was made by the great Ghost Hunter Jack Fenton!"

Jazz laughed heartily that there were tears on the side of her eyes.

"What's funny?"

"You called my father great Ghost Hunter, and that is the best joke in the universe. Geez, I bet fudge on that, you totally ruined it, witchy."

"Y-Your father!?" Jazz beamed at totally inversing Sam's attitude. "H-Hey, I'm sorry for earlier, but I'd like to meet your father."

"He's not interested in 14-year old girls, Sam" Jazz reverted the situation, hiding amusement from the dumbstruck teen.

"I didn't mean that! I mean, Ghost Portal, please?" she gave her a shy smile.

"I just wanted to learn if you're actually a nice girl, but sure, just let me finish this list and we'll pay a visit, if you wear a frilly pink ballerina dress."

"What!?"

"Kidding!"

®® - Danny Phantom belongs to Butch Hartman - ®®

"Sam, I don't think this is a good idea!" Tucker tagged along with his best friend on the way to Fenton Works, although his fear got into the point that he stuffed his PDA on his pocket.

"Tuck, don't be such a pussy" Sam scoffed. "Ghosts are wonderful creatures, we might even meet a Casper there"

"A Casper? As in a Casper High ghost? Geez, the last thing I want to see is ghost piss on my lunch."

"No, are you really that dumb? A Casper is a friendly ghost, you know, the non-hostile ones?" Sam educated the boy. "Anyway, Jazz, is your mom home? Does she know we're going there? It's kinda rude to just barge in a house, let alone a ghost hunter's house."

"Rude? Pfft. Big words coming from Lil' Sam"

"Tucker!"

Jazz frowned.

"Mom and Dad's separated. I live away from both of them as well…"

"I'm sorry, Jazz!" Sam gasped. "It's ok if we cancel the trip to the Ghost Zone, and I'm sorry I didn't ask about your… um… family status."

"Are you nuts, Sam?" Jazz chuckled. "Don't worry about that, Dad's happy whenever I visit. Besides, I bet he'll be ecstatic once he sees young kids like you interested in ghosts."

Sam smiled apologetically at her.

"Here we are, welcome to Fenton Works!"

Jazz stopped, as the two 14-year olds gaped at the glowing Fenton Works symbol at the house.

"Dad", Jazz knocked, only to find that the door was slightly opened. "Dad, I'm here!"

"Back so soon, princess? Please wait a minute, I'm coming upstairs!"

"Princess", Sam snickered, while Jazz elbowed her sides.

"Hello, Jazzerincess! I don't really have anything new to invent, ahahah, maybe except for the Fenton Unclogger, but that's out of the question"

"M-Mister Fenton!" Sam exclaimed. "Y-You're the famous Ghost Hunter! It's nice to meet you, my name's Sam."

"I never thought I was famous but, hi Sam! I take it you're Jazz's friend?"

"Y-Yeah!" Sam sling her arm on Jazz's shoulder. "Really good buddies!"

"Yeah", Jazz agreed sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

"And this is Tucker Foley!" Sam sling her other arm on Tucker. "He's really good at tech! I'm pretty sure he can help you with some programming."

"That's sick! Never thought I'd get junior assistants, but thanks."

"Anyway, Mr. Fenton… I wonder… um… about the Portal to the other world?" the Goth girl twirled her fingers together.

"Do you mean the Ghost Portal? I can show it to you, although you are not allowed to go near it, ok? The other side is dangerous, I couldn't fathom what would happen to humans if they decided to go there"

"I understand, Mr. Fenton!"

"Ok, then off to the basement we go!"

Jack then lead the kids to the laboratory he works on, Sam and Tucker gaping at every single machine they see.

"Wow…"

"This is so… Amazing."

"You bet it is!" Jack gleefully cheered. "I'm Jack Fenton, and my mission is to protect Amity from ghosts!"

"And here is the Ghost Portal to the Ghost Zone!" Jack pointed at a rather amusing portal, which gave off an eerie neon-green glow. Sam and Tucker could only stare at the green swirls, seemingly hypnotized by it.

"It's the portal that has taken me since college to make. Maddie, my ex-wife, and Vlad, my best friend, helped a lot with the portal. It's kinda sad that once I finished this, it cost me my wife, but then that's finished, so nothing to lament for!"

Sam and Tucker shared a look of confusion.

Just as they're having an awkward air of silence, a spooky voice echoed through the whole lab, followed by a blue head popping out of the portal.

"I AM THE BOX GHOST! BEWARE!"

"AAAAH!" the kids shouted.

"Shut up, you spook!" Jack grabbed what appeared to be a thermos, untwisted the cap and pointed at 'Box Ghost'. The thermos sucked the ghost in.

"I WILL EXTRACT REVENGE!"

"Ok, Crate Creep, time to go home", Jazz said, as the ghost disintegrated into the thermos. Jack put the cap on it.

"Is that… How you defeat ghosts?" Sam asked, her eye twitching.

"Do not underestimate dad, Sam. Crate Creep is just a cinch compared to the other ghosts."

"Ok, but other than the Box Ghost, is that his name? Well, other than the Box Ghost, this place rocks! I think I might like the Ghost Portal." Sam said, grabbing the Fenton Thermos from Jack and inspecting it.

"Well, as much as you like it, Sam, I won't allow you anywhere near the portal. The other side is dangerous, and I don't want any more deaths because of my stupidity…"

"Deaths?" Although the man said the last part of the sentence in almost a whisper, Tucker heard it clear as day.

"Oh! It's almost dinner!" Jazz exclaimed, changing the subject entirely. "Tucker, Sam, please help me wash the dishes" the older girl grabbed the two kids by their arms and dragged them away from the basement.

-DPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDP-

"Are you really sure you don't want to have dinner here?" Jazz asked the two younger teens.

"Well, free food is free so I ha—Mmph!" Sam clumped her hand on Tucker's mouth.

"Well, Jazz. I'm pretty sure we caused a bit of a commotion here, and I'm really sorry for that. Besides…" Sam tapped her heels, thinking of what to tell Jazz. "I'm sorry for touching sensitive topics regarding your… family. I never meant to-"

"Ssh, it's okay", Jazz assured. "I'm pretty used to it anyways, besides I still love my mom and dad, so I'm more than grateful to make him appreciated. Look at him, back to his cheerful self, and your kind words really helped him. I should be the one to say thank you."

Sam smiled at her, and Jazz returned the favor.

"So, friends?" Sam held out a hand.

"Friends." Jazz repeated, giving her hand a sincere handshake. Tucker, not wanting to be left out, did the same thing as well.

"Ok, we really have to go. Bye-"

'Crash'. The sound came from the basement.

"Dad?" Jazz called out. Nobody responded. Jazz froze in place, unaware of what to do.

"Mr. Fenton, are you alright!?" Sam shouted, still no response. "Jazz, we have to go down to see what happened. Hey, Jazz, Earth to Jazz?"

"Oh." Jazz snapped out from her daze. "Y-Yeah, let's go."

They reached the basement only to see what appeared to be an uproar. Jack is on the floor, out cold, and a vicious ghost wolf jeering at him.

"Hey, what did you do to him!?" Tucker exclaimed with a bit of fury.

"Dad!" Jazz rushed to her father's side to check whatever happened to him. Other than an obvious bump on his head, he seems fine.

Tucker grabbed the Fenton Thermos and tried to suck the wolf into it, but the wolf just sent poor Techno Geek slamming on the wall.

"Tucker!"

Jack came to consciousness and saw what happened, Tucker still clearing his head from the blow, and the wolf turning its attention on Sam.

"Back off, spook!" Jack pulled out what appeared to be a fishing pole, which confused Sam and Tucker.

"This is the Fenton Ghost Fisher!" Jack sheepishly declared, before launching it on the raging furry. However, Jack's strength doesn't seem to be enough, as the wolf just caused more destruction.

"Sam, Tucker, let's help him! We're done for if this ghost gets out!" Jazz said as she grabbed on the handle. Sam and Tucker did the same, exerting their force on the fishing rod.

However, the ghost animal ironically swung their side of the rod upwards and went straight to the portal, dragging the three along the depths of its home.

-DPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDPDP-

Jack awoke with a start to a place he's unfamiliar with. Shaking his head awake, he looked around to see Jazz, Sam and Tucker still unconscious.

"Kids, wake up. We're in danger."

Sam's eyes shot open.

"W-Where are we, Mr. Fenton?"

Jazz and Tucker seemed to stir as well.

"I hate to tell you this, but we're inside the Ghost Zone."

"G-GHOST ZONE!?" the three exclaimed in unison.

"Sssh", Jack ushered them to stay quiet, by which the teens complied. "We still don't know if there are ghosts on the watch." He said in an audible whisper. "Stay close to me, there's probably a way out of here." Standing up, he and the kids stood closely by, with Tucker shivering the most out of them.

"I see you have woken up."

Sam visibly flinched, Jazz hugged Sam and Tucker closer, and the boy let out a sharp but quick shriek.

"There is no reason to be afraid. You are safe here." A ghost man in purple cloak emerged from the shadows.

"Safe? Here in the place where evil ghosts are residing? Yeah, we should take a vacation here!" Sam retorted sarcastically, by which Jazz scolded her.

"It seems your irrational fear of the ghost has rendered you to be hostile with us."

"Tch, as if a wolf just trespasses in your house and knocks you out."

The man, in an instant, turned into what seems like a floating toddler.

"AAHH! DID YOU SEE THAT? HE TURNED INTO A CHILD!" Tucker screamed.

"You do realize that once you leave your door open, a stranger with a bad intention will steal something from your home, don't you?"

Jack, unable to reply and process what the ghost man (now a boy) said, just sneered at him.

"However, do not fret. I am not a bad ghost, and I know where the exit is."

"We're not trusting you." Jack said with a strict tone, ready to grab an anti-ghost device, but realized he left all in the lab. "We're not trusting anyone around here."

"Oh, so I see you want to get lost along Walker's lair, who wants nothing but to put you in a cage? Or would you rather stumble upon Skulker, the ghost hunter?"

It was true. Although Jack was considered as a good ghost hunter, this was the first time he set foot in the habitat of the dead. He was similar to a policeman going inside the cell full of criminals. Except that he was with far more powerful opponents. It was a dead end. It's either this man who will lead to his and the children's death, or another ghost he doesn't know about.

"As long as you don't pull any trick, you got yourself a deal."

Just as the ghost was preparing to transport the humans, Jazz came face-to-face with snow-white hair and glowing green eyes.

The ghost boy stared at her with disbelief.

"WHAT ARE HUMANS DOING HERE, CLOCKWORK!?"

A/N: ;)) Ghost boy makes his debut! I guess I couldn't let anyone keep waiting, would I? Keep in mind that it's Phantom and not human Danny!

There's a lot of mysteries about the Fenton family that I intend to unravel later. The main focus of the story is rather the Fenton family, before and after the separation. Phantom, Sam and Tucker will still have a lot of roles though, just wait for it. ;)) Though I dropped a few hints already, I still want to make a suspense story. Also, Phantom has his side story that you would want to hear.

Thanks for reading. Please drop a review. Ciao! ~AyaPie