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"The String of Pearls, Fenton! What is the matter?"

Danny could barely hear his classmate's frightened shrieks and teacher's yells over the buzzing in his innermost ear components. He had fallen out of his chair and could feel Sam trying to calm him down, but only when the shocking ceased could he return to normal.

It seemed like it had lasted hours, but in reality, it was just a few seconds. Too bad that was just the amount of time needed to convince his fellow students that he was borderline insane.

His body continued to twitch for a few minutes afterwards. Sam, acting quickly, had rolled him onto his side and was propping his head up in her lap to cushion him from further damage. His breathing was ragged but steadily returning to normal. When his vision cleared, he realized the entire class was staring at him. Great.

"Miss Manson," Mr. Lancer said, his voice quavering slightly as he tried to make sense of the scene before him. "Would you be able to escort Danny with the school nurses up to their office?"

Danny cringed upon hearing Lancer call him by his first name. He sounded scared.

"I'll be fine," he said weakly, trying to get to his feet to prove his point. He stumbled, but Sam caught him in time and helped him maintain his balance. All around him, they could hear the anxious murmurs of their classmates, and Tucker appeared to be talking over the phone with the school nurse.

"What just happened, Mr. Fenton?" Lancer asked cautiously once the boy had walked up to the front of the class and was out of earshot of his peers. "Do you have a medical history of seizures?"

Danny shook his head. "It wasn't a seizure. Mr. Lancer, I'll be fine, really. I've seen worse."

Lancer paled at hearing this, but didn't comment further. He did, however, demand that Sam and Tucker take him up to the school nurse's office, just to be safe.

"Somehow I don't think telling them that my sister's anti-ghost belt zapped me again is going to be a good excuse," Danny said sourly as the trio made their way down the hallway.

"You can't lie, Danny. They'll know something's up."

"Well what choice do I have? I-"

Danny immediately stopped in his tracks. Sam and Tucker continued a few paces before realizing their friend had fallen back. They stopped too.

"What's wrong?"

Danny stared at his hands, which had begun to twitch. Was he really losing his mind or was Jazz…?

Sure enough, Jazz rounded the corner a second later. She didn't appear to notice the trio, not until Danny yelled, "GET AWAY FROM ME!" and started sprinting in the opposite direction, anyway.

Sam felt sorry for her and sent the bewildered girl an apologetic glance before running after Danny. She was just trying to get through a normal school day like everyone else here; there was no way she could know just how much grief she had caused her brother so far.

Still, that didn't stop her from feeling a little hurt at her brother's reaction. He had yelled at her in front of a dozen other students, and now everyone either thought Jasmine Fenton was the worst sister ever, or that Danny was a madman on the loose.

"I feel like crud for doing that, but what choice did I have?" Danny asked his friends once they were a safe distance away from Jazz.

Sam and Tucker shrugged. They were definitely going to have to keep their eyes peeled for any signs of Jazz to avoid another incident like what had happened in Lancer's class.

"Hey Fentozone! Bwahhh!" Dash, across the cafeteria from the trio, pretended to fall and spaz out on the ground in a cruel imitation of what Danny had done earlier. Sam and Tucker, noticing their friend's eyes flashing green, grabbed his wrists and pulled him over to a table. For once, he actually struggled against their efforts, really wanting to make this the last time Dash Baxter ever made fun of him.

A blue mist suddenly escaped his mouth.

Behind the area where Dash and his other jock buddies were laughing, Skulker phased through the walls and shot an ecto blast at the blonde boy. The entire cafeteria erupted into chaos at the sight of Dash's crumpled form. The smoke from the ecto-ray was still rising from his body.

"Where's Danny Phantom?" Dash yelled in an oddly high-pitched voice as he scrambled to his feet and ran for safety with the rest of the masses.

Danny had been running for a safe place to transform, but he still hear Dash's plea. "Don't worry, Dash. The guy you mock, day in and day out, is coming to save you," he muttered irritably under his breath. One quick visit to the dishwashing room later, he transformed and flew out to fight off Skulker. It wasn't like the ghost to attack him while he was at school, and last he saw of the hunter, he was being sucked inside the Fenton Thermos. How had he escaped?

"Hey Skulker!" he yelled, trying to get the ghost's attention on him instead of the nerds hiding under the table nearby. "I'm all for giving Dash a taste of his own medicine, but-"

Skulker shot him before he could finish. That infuriated Danny. I'll teach you not to shoot me when I'm talking to you!

Danny threw an enormous ball of ecto-energy at Skulker, slamming him against the wall. He seemed to have been defeated for a few seconds, before a few new weapons appeared and fired at Danny.

"Think your little energy blasts can stop me?" the ghost mocked him.

Danny created a shield around himself as the latest round of blasts and missiles targeted him. "No, but I know what always manages to stop you…"

He reached for the thermos at his belt, but it wasn't there. But it was always there. Where was it today?

"Jazz," he breathed, thinking back to the last time he had encountered Skulker. Jazz had sucked him in the thermos and ever since that night, he hadn't been able to go within twenty feet of her. In other words, she still had his thermos.

Hitting his hand against his head in frustration, Danny turned in tangible and made a break for it. Skulker followed closely behind, but it was harder to keep up with Danny in the smaller hallways.

"Jazz!" Danny yelled as he zoomed in and out of the locker-lined hallways, hoping she had the thermos somewhere. She was responsible and obsessed with helping him capture ghosts; he knew she had to have brought it to school with her.

"Looking for someone?" Skulker laughed from behind him. Danny whirled around to see Skulker pointing a deadly-looking weapon at Jazz, who was standing at the end of the hallway with the thermos in her hand. Danny would have cheered if her life hadn't been in danger at that moment.

"Don't hurt her!" Danny yelled, flying as fast as his body would allow him at the armored ghost. Seeing Danny advance, Skulker fired at her.

"NO!"

Danny instantly rerouted. Instead of aiming for Skulker, he was going to save Jazz. No matter how much it would hurt him to do so. Danny could feel it when he got within range of her- the tingling- but he ignored it. Jazz was trying to run, but she wasn't going to be fast enough. If she got hurt, Danny swore Skulker would pay dearly for it.

Just as the ecto-rays were about to annihilate her, Danny swooped in and grabbed her. They phased through a wall, but even going intangible was jaw-droppingly painful with the electrical shocks currently coursing through his body. He could barely see, and knew he was coming close to passing out, but had to get Jazz to safety.

They finally reached the outer part of the school. Danny put Jazz down as gently as he could before staggering as far away as he could manage from that belt of torture. Several news vans had pulled up and were torn between filming him and filming the Fenton girl's miraculous rescue recovery. When Danny turned invisible and flew away, everyone's attention centered on Jazz. From the air, Danny could see that she was moving, but from the hobbled way in which she was walking, it was obvious that she had gotten injured.

Skulker was nowhere in sight, but Danny knew that the next time they met, Skulker would rue the day he ever threatened Jazz Fenton.

"Maddie, your daughter is going to make a full recovery, she just needs a bit more rest. It sounds like she's had a rough day."

Maddie and Jack looked anxiously between their sleeping daughter and the doctor.

"And the bandages?"

"Can come off once the burns have healed."

Maddie's eyes welled up in tears as she brushed stray hairs away from Jazz's face. From what she could recall, this was the first time a ghost had ever directly attacked one of her children. Even with the belt, Jazz had still gotten hurt. Maddie wondered if she and Jack needed to create more ghost protection equipment for Danny. She knew there must be an extra Specter Deflecter lying around somewhere in the lab. That would at least keep ghosts from coming near her baby boy. But he would still need more protection. If ghosts were targeting the Fentons, then her kids would have nothing but the best anti-ghost technology available!

The medical practitioner smiled at the Fentons. "You know, it could have been much worse. Thank goodness Danny Phantom was there to save her in time."

Jack and Maddie looked at each other in horror, then back at the grinning doctor.

"WHAT?"

If you think s*** is hitting the fan now, just wait til the next couple of chapters. I'm honestly having WAY too much fun writing this and almost feel like I shouldn't ask for reviews, cause the more I get, the more I want to just ignore my other stories and update this one all the time xD But reviews are still greatly adored because I love hearing other people's thoughts on this strange story :)