Green Hunter
By: Wilona Riva
Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom.
Green Time
Phantom shivered, as a girl with lustrous black hair and luminous violet eyes peered down on him from above. He shivered again. She was the beautiful ghost who haunted his dreams, telling him his whole life was a lie. His friends would be laughing at him when he returned to school after this disastrous hunting trip.
"Danny?" She tapped on the glass; he shied away from the noise.
"Go away, ghost," he mumbled, trying again to phase out of the cube again with no success. The orange and blue ghosts had moved him here when morning had dawned after the red-haired ghost left. His internal senses told him it was late afternoon.
"I'm not a ghost, Danny, and neither are you," she protested. "What garbage did Skulker feed you?"
Phantom looked up angrily at her. "Don't talk about my father that way, ghost!" he hissed. "He will come for me and when he does..."
"I'll be sorry," she repeated, having heard this rant several times already. "Are you hungry?" she asked, changing tracks.
His stomach grumbled. "No," he lied.
"Me think thou protest too much," the ghost told him. "I will be back in a moment. A salad okay with you?"
"Fine," he mumbled. "Just nothing with meat or animal by-products in it."
Her eyes lit up. "Knew you'd sing my song some day."
He didn't answer, just curled up into a fetal position once more in the center of the glowing cube. His mother and father never ate those things; she didn't need to know that. He looked up again to see the ghost was gone.
Who is she? Why does she haunt my dreams?
It was Tucker, who predictably, canary-sang. He explained about Sam's curiosity, Danny's reluctance and how he tried to talk them out of it; how it was he tripped on a wire while inside the portal.
"Was he wearing a protective suit?" Maddie demanded, horrified at the stupidity of her son's judgment.
"Yes, ma'am," Tucker replied. "When he fell out of the portal, the colors were all rearranged. Sam and I couldn't get a purchase on him; he just fell right through our fingers. He was like a ghost."
"We wanted to tell you, but didn't know how to convince Danny it was for the best. He'd seen his reflection by that time in the lab mirror over the sink, then we heard your footsteps on the stairs. Danny freaked out and somehow managed to change back to normal by the time we were visible to you guys," Sam added.
"There's more to the story," Tucker told her. "I think that it's Danny's call to make whether you should know the rest of it."
"I see," Maddie said, nodding at his wisdom, then turned to her daughter. "How did you find out that he'd been keeping this a secret?"