Now this one I got up rather quick for me! Yay. And thanks everyone for telling me Nathan does in fact wear glasses! Now…Please enjoy!


"Virus… I've spotted the target…" A red garbed figure, perched in a crawling position high up in a tree spoke into her headset.

"Alright… I'm in the tunnels below you… So, paint me a picture…" A voice spoke in her ear.

"I'm near the tree with the large red snapping plant."

"Right near where we came in? In the fourth quadrant?"

"Yeah… Where's Bats?"

"I'm across the way, heading in your direction Valerie." A girl's voice broke in. "I see the tree, which side is it on?"

"The west side." Valerie worked her way up her own tree a little farther. "Climb the tree next to the giant boulder; I'm halfway up the tree across the way."

"Check."

Bat's, garbed in her usual purple suit, spotted the tree her team mate had been talking about and jumped, easily climbing up. Her eyes were weary as she watched the green shape sitting in a small alcove as she climbed. "I see him, everyone in position?"

Below the ground a green suited teen worked his way through a maze, his eyes shifting from the dark, twisting corridors, to his PDA, which was currently mapping his position. "Damn! Why'd it send its ghost clone all the way to the eighth quadrant!"

Virus spun around a corner, taking a left directly after. His feet splashed in the light layer of dirty water beneath them. Finally, coming to his destination, the boy slammed on the brakes in the middle of a large octagon shaped space, with eight dark hallways working out in each direction.

He looked around him, twisting a knob on the side on his helmet that sent his vision winding into the ultraviolet spectrum. Turning his head, looking carefully around the large, dark cavern, the hunter spotted the small '4' written on the wall.

"Alright, I'm below you chicks." He said, looking to the ceiling and standing his ground.

"Be happy you're under the ground Vi, or I'd be sending you six feet under for that chick comment." Bat's voice growled in the boy's ear.

Virus laughed, making sure to mutter to himself and not into his headset, "Don't I know it." He turned back to his headset, "Both of you have your ecto-guns ready? Bombard the pup and corner him my way." And he added with an afterthought, "And hurry ladies, I'm hungry."

Valerie pulled her gun out, resting her finger easily on the trigger before thinking again and placing it back in its holster. She watched the green shape below them, bored with the action… or non-action, as it had sent clones out in the jungle landscape while it napped… opened its mouth wide in a yawn. Valerie spotted a dark spot among the branches across from her, in perfect position. The dark spot jingled her wrist, making a reflection off a silver cuff… the signal…

Valerie began to work herself from the tree, quietly agreeing with the voice of Bats in her headset as they worked out the final plan of action. Landing, without a sound on the ground, the hunter began to work her way quietly through the underbrush.

In a fury of motion, the purple figure jumped from the tree, two guns in hand as she blasted the area around the green figure with purple ecto-blasts.

The figure unfurled itself, revealing a small, green, ghost dog. It snapped its jaws, squeaking out a few loud barks as it ran for the hunter, dodging blasts from her guns. The dog prepared to pounce, taking to the air and doing more flying than simple jumping as he, his tail wagging as this was a simple game of fetch, flew at Bats.

Using the dog's momentum as an advantage, Bat's threw herself to the ground, the dog flying over her head.

The dog hurled to a halt, twisting as it wondered where its new playmate had gone. The dog's confusion continued as it was suddenly tackled from behind. A collar with a red beeping light was placed firmly around the dog's neck as it wiggled away.

"Back it up a few more steps…" Bat's whispered, seeming to shoot aimlessly a few feet behind the dog, keeping the dog from baking up too far.

"Got it." Valerie pulled out her own gun, shooting in front of the dog as she herded it backwards.

As soon as the girls got the dog centered in the middle of the open area, they both nodded, taking in a wide circle around the dog, continuing to shoot.

As the girls worked above the ground, Virus flew on his glider back and forth across the crossway, a glowing white trail of string working out behind him, a web already mostly finished across the room. He reached up, near the ceiling, the glowing string sticking securely to the wall before the teen turned and headed back across the way. "Alright girls! I'm almost done. I need 5 more seconds." He began to count down.

"5."

The dog began to glow as his eyes raced in confusion to each of the hunters. He growled as his bones began to extend, changing the ghost puppy into a gigantic beast of a dog.

"4."

Virus worked a quick knot into a cross section of the wires, his nimble fingers flying.

"3."

Bats dodged a paw as it swung in her direction, twisting in a quick summersault as she continued shooting, now with two guns in hand, one at the dog, the other at the ground.

"2."

Valerie fell to her stomach as the dog's tail arched over her. Pushing with one hand into a squat, she took off in a run, going the opposite direction in order to meet up with Bats.

"1!"

Diving out of the way, Virus flew into one of the side tunnels, anticipating…

Bats threw her gun into its holster, sticking out her outside arm, seeing her partner doing the same with her inside one. The two girls hooked arms, using each other's momentums to bring each other to a quick halt.

The dog crouched down, preparing to pounce, but it was blasted back on its haunches by two blasts, one red, the other purple. Tilting its head to the side, the dog suddenly blinked as the girls took a step back, though the dog wasn't paying attention to them, but more to the sudden sound of the ground moving beneath it as it gave way.

The dog howled as it dropped down into the darkness and was suddenly wrapped in white glowing filaments.

The two girls activated their gliders, flying down into the newly created hole. As they flew across the room, they began to grab the fibers, Virus joining them as they worked, trapping the dog.

Unable to escape, the dog transformed back into its smaller form in a final attempt to break away.

Just as the three teens brought their ends together, their prey well caught, the intercom broke on, Victoria's voice spoke, quite pleased, "Excellent run. The three of you have gotten the feel for each other quite well. Please come up to my office, there is someone here the three of you should talk to."

The squad exchanged glances and raised eyebrows as they began their way to the exit of the training room.


Still dressed in their respective hunting gears, though they had all discarded of their headgear, they stood before the door to the headmistress's office, having just knocked.

The aforementioned headmistress was not in the office though as the three entered. Instead, they met the steel blue gaze of the boss of Dalv Corporation, Vlad Masters.

In hand he held a remote, which he used to turn on a TV behind him, the screen of which instantly filled with an aerial view of their training session from the week before. Virus ran past the camera's view, ducking behind a nearby hill in the desert landscape. He instantly began talking into his headpiece, though the video didn't have audio.

"I've been watching your training sessions from the past month and I have to say, I am very pleased. This squad has worked out better than I would have expected, a fact I am glad for." He paused, waiting for a reply.

At the teens' questioning glances, the silver haired man continued, "The three of you must understand, I have a mission that needs instant undertaking." He handed a thin folder to the three of them, pausing the video and setting down the remote as he did so, "I believed that there would be more time for this undertaking, unfortunately, this ghost has developed faster than I anticipated, and has become a slightly worse threat than before."

Tucker flipped through a pile for photos of the ghost, obviously from different battles, taking in every detail of the ghost, analyzing him in the still photos.

"Therefore, I need to have a team out in the surrounding area in order to keep a constant visual on this ghost. Also, you will need to confront him in combat and if you are able, his capture is wanted."

"Just his capture?" Valerie questioned.

"Yes, he must no by any means be harmed." Vlad, who had begun pacing behind the desk at the beginning of his speech, paused, "I… or should I say we… have too many plans for him in the days ahead. Is this understood?"

There were nods all around.

The CEO handed them another folder, "Inside you will find registration forms and such for where you still be staying and performing your investigation undercover."

Sam, holding the folder before her and flipping through its contents, raised an eyebrow, "Casper High?" She looked up at Mr. Masters.

"Our corporation has reason to believe that the target has several allies within the school; therefore, you will be staying on the grounds, just as any other student, and keeping an eye out."

Tucker, continued to eye through the brief information with a critical eye, "There seems to be little information on the target… Simply a few pictures, slight information, and our protocol..."

"In this mission, the less information, the better. There is much attention surrounding this ghost and I'm sure you will find out enough as soon as you reach Amity Park. Understand?" His tone was final. "Good. The term for Casper High starts in a week and you will be staying there until observation is complete, thus, you must be heading out today. So, I suggest you prepare yourselves." Mr. Masters half smiled in a know all manner, "You're dismissed."

As soon as the three teens left, Vlad ran a hand over his perfectly combed back silver hair. Then, Victoria Jordans appeared through the same door the teens had left, asking, "Why are you sending them on this mission so soon after the squad's making? We haven't seen the three of them on the real field, I must ask… Isn't this rather risky?"

The CEO's carefully placed expression dropped for the a second, but his expression was quickly turned into an overly cheerful and almost welcoming grin that didn't quite fit on the man's face, "Ah… Victoria, the lovely Victoria. You couldn't possibly understand, but this team is perfect for this mission. As the three of them are all still new to this corporation, they will ask less questions and therefore propose less problems for my purpose."

Vlad's smile slipped into a more sinister one as he thought aloud, "Young Daniel doesn't know about the ghost program here. In his naivety, he will not expect this."

"But I'm still confused Vlad, why not send one of the older teams?"

Gritting his teeth in annoyance of the woman before him, Vlad answered slowly, his temper beginning to show, "Because, if an older team was sent, I could not have them undercover as students." He paused, "And don't question my motives here Mrs. Jordans… That is not your job."

He stood, walking out the door in a fury of his anger, the conversation at a definite end. As he reached the hallway, he grabbed his cell phone from his pocket, dialing. "Ah. Penelope, wonderful to hear your voice." He paused, listening to a greeting on the other end, before continuing, "I need one of your associates over to my office within the hour."

Another pause, "Yes, I'm having a problem with one of my workers, the headmistress in the ghost hunting department."

Nodding as he listened, "Yes. She is a human, overstepping her boundaries. I need one of your workers around here to keep her in line"

"I will see you within the hour." Vlad hung up the phone, "I've told Victoria a dozen times not to question me…This is her last chance… Her other activities around here might get her in over her head."


"But isn't it rather soon to be sending us out on an undercover mission?" Valerie, her luggage sitting on the curb beside where she stood, asked Sam, suspicious.

"Hasn't anyone told you 'not to look a gift horse in the mouth,' Val?" The girl replied as they waited for their other teammate to bring his car around. "Besides, one big unsaid rule around this place is not to ask questions of Mr. Masters. He has his reasons."

Valerie, turning her attention back to the first folder they had been given, glanced at a close of picture of their target's face, bright green eyes staring back at her through a mess of white hair. She flipped to another picture, looking at a strange insignia on the Ghost's chest of a P inside a D before closing the folder, looking at the name of the ghost, written across the front… Danny Phantom.

As Valerie flipped through the folder, Sam opened her duffle, pulling something out and switching it to her backpack. She tuned to her teammate, who she was quickly warming up to, despite a quick, but friendly, competition that was starting between them, as Valerie scoffed at something on the front of the folder. "What?"

"Nothing."

Before Sam could question further, a large black SUV pulled up in front of them, catching Sam's full attention as Tucker climbed out, opening the back and throwing everyone's luggage in.

"You've got to be kidding me." Sam muttered, "When did you get this?"

Tucker grinned, "A few months ago, just after David went MIA… Isn't it sweet?"

"Yeah. If you like using up all of this Earth's resources!"

Valerie was already climbing into the backseat, trying to avoid the soon coming conflict, before Sam called again, seeing the interior of the car, "Leather seats! You have leather seats!"

Valerie shook her head, closing the door as she put on her headphones.


About an hour and one possible concussion to the now driving Tucker, courtesy of Sam, found a quiet car, Valerie napping in the back, and Sam still taking time to glare at the driving Tucker every ten minutes of so.

Tucker shifted the radio station, hitting a bump as he did so. Valerie, her nap taken from her as quickly as the bump appeared, yawned, stretching as she sat upright.

Looking out the car window, she spotted a "Welcome to Amity" billboard, before she turned to the front seat, leaning forward between the two seats.

"Hey." She called over the too loud music.

"Hey newbie." Sam said, leaning down into her backpack and pulling out a black box.

Valerie stared at the name; one that Sam hadn't called her since their first week. She glanced at the box to Tucker for a second, who had an obvious grin on his face, though his eyes concentrated on the road.

Sam handed her the box, saying "Consider it your official welcome to the team." With a smile.

Still questioning the box, Valerie opened it, and paused as she pulled out a silver chain with a single small charm on it.

"We each have one," Sam continued, pulling out her own necklace from under her black shirt, the charm an obvious depiction of a flying bat.

Valerie slipped the necklace over her head with a grin, looking at the charm of a pouncing panther.


Sorry if there was too many question answers or anything. But some things needed to be answered –shrug-

Also, thanks Ohka Breynekai for the idea for her Code Name –Panther- And also anyone who gave me ideas! They were all awesome… I just thought Panther fit her to a T. Feel free to disagree though! –smile-

So… Please review, question, and comment. I love that! Until next time…

Ghost-Wolf676 out!