I'm back again and with a whole new chapter! Now you know that Danny is gone everyone is sad, Boo hoo. Now we get things actually started, just think of the last chapters as more as a prologue. I've changed the summary of the story and the plot line a bit, still, I hope you guys will like this story ideas just seem to pop out of my head and my dad says I'm spending way too much time on the computer. Two or three hour is not long! Right?

Chapter 4

The Mission

Seven years…

It's been seven years since Danny Fenton disappeared, seven years since Michael Griffon was found dead in Willow Woods or as it is know called Amity Park Mall. People had moved on with their lives after paying respect to the families who had lost loved one to the tragedy seven years ago. Maddie and Jack Fenton had never forgotten their youngest child and only son but continued with their lives for the sake of their daughter Jazz. Sam and Tucker finally had accepted that their friend was gone and wouldn't come back. No one suffered as much as Jazz though the guilt in her heart had worn away but it was still there, she never told anyone though, she just couldn't…

Seven years passed by so quickly. Tucker and Sam were sophomores and Jazz in her senior year at Casper High. Maddie and Jack had completed their ghost portal and got it working perfectly. Things were normal at least if you didn't count the ghost attacks on a weekly sometimes daily basis. Yep everything was normal…

Somewhere deep in a remote area it's been seven years that a young warrior has been training honing in on his abilities that set him apart from the others. No it was time to take on a new mission and see it through. He had arrived already and was set up in a small apartment with the all he would need. When ever his sensei thought that he would carry out a long term mission he made sure that his student was settled in to lure away suspicions. It was crucial that all who trained to be a shinobi knows the principles of hiding within the enemy's territory.

It was the first day and already he wished it was over…

"Hurry it up Tucker we're going to be late," Sam urged her best friend Tucker to run faster. She wore a black belly shirt with purple short sleeves and a purple spider in the middle, she still had her combat boots and purple stockings, but her skirt had purple plaid instead of green.

"Wait. Up. Sam!" an African American boy sprinted in order to catch up to her, his breathing was raged as his lungs and legs were screaming in pain from having to run so fast. His red barade nearly fell off his head, he caught in time with his trusty, always on hand, PDA. He wore a pine green t-shirt that had an even darker green for the sleeves and collar, beige cargo pants and a watch on his right wrist that could tell the time from here all the way to Japan.

It was the first day back from their three day weekend and having forgotten to remind each other to set their alarm clocks they had both woken up late and it was literally a one minute sprint to Casper High half a mile away. Sam was still bushing part of her hair when she met up with Tucker who has eating a piece of toast he had stuffed into his mouth on his way out the door of his house. Not that they were real school loving people (who was anyway?) it's just that they had Mr. Lancer first and they didn't want to get a detention involving having to alphabetize the entire collection of the school's library books.

They rammed through the main doors of the school and into their classroom and not a moment too soon for half a second later the bell rang. Mr. Lancer turned his head in their direction as they caught their breaths, "Very impressive, and not a moment too soon," the rest of the class snickered as Tucker and Sam made their way to their seats in the back. They sat down relieved that they didn't get a detention, Tucker was just relieved to be sitting down.

"Ok class turn to page 174 in your text books an-", he was cut off when the door to his classroom opened a boy stepped in.

"Hi, is this Mr. Lancer's English class?" he asked holding up a piece of yellow paper.

"Yes it is," he turned his attention to the class, "Class we have a new student joining us, this is Danny Phantom," Lancer introduced the boy to the class. One thing that most of the girls (if not all of them) took notice of was that he was HOT!!! His messy black hair fell over his sapphire blue eyes that were set on a gorgeous face, he was slim but the sleeveless black shirt showed off his well toned muscles. He wore baggy, blue jeans, a black sleeveless shirt that had the Chinese symbol for ying and yang on the front, and a silver chain with an ocean green crystal on it.

"Danny why don't you take the seat next to Ms. Manson in the back," Lancer said, "Manson please stand up so Danny can know where to go." Sam nodded and slowly rose out of her seat, she watched nervously as the new kid walked towards her. Sam Manson had never been one to judge people on looks alone, she hated anyone who judged people before they even got to know them. But she just couldn't help but think that the new kid was really cute. Danny sat down in the seat vacant to her.

"Ms. Manson," Sam starred at the teacher who was addressing her, "Would do be so kind as to sit down," Lancer said. Sam sat back down a little embarrassed, glaring daggers at the people who were laughing at her, some girls were eyeing her enviously. "Now then as I was saying turn to page 174 in your text books." The class all opened their text books to the page as instructed, Sam took advantage of this to take a quick glance at the boy next to her. She didn't notice Tucker's face hidden inside his book trying hard not to laugh or at least rub it in her face.

Something tells me that Sam has a crush, he thought to himself. Sam had gone on dates before she once even had a boyfriend but when she found out that he was a fake the dumped him right there and then in front of everyone. Tucker still had the pictures and took them out when ever he needed a laugh. He just had to make sure that Sam never found them, otherwise he'd find himself having to transfer countries just to make sure he didn't have to suffer one of Sam's Hell on Earth punishments. Still, Tucker thought that Sam having a crush would be a good thing for her.

Sam picked up her book and followed along as Lancer discussed the concept behind foreshadowing and revealing a secret within a secret. She could see that the boy next to her wasn't even paying attention, he just looked bored and almost asleep. The girl a few rows in front of him passed down a note to him. Much to Sam's dismay it was Paulina. The pretty, social, popular, cheerleader was the exact opposite of Sam. Both hated the other with every fiber of their being, it didn't take long for one of them snap and the school would soon see a cat fight.

Danny was barely paying attention to any of this, true he had posed as a high school student plenty of times but that didn't mean he liked it. This school was just like all the others, boring, crowded, and full of idiots in his opinion. Besides he already knew this kind of stuff, his teacher had made sure that Danny had learned plenty in the village. His thoughts were interrupted when someone passed a note to him. Taking it he opened it and read…

I like to invite you to sit at our table today…

Paulina Sanchez,

Danny glanced up to see a pretty Latina girl winking at him before turning around so all he saw was her shiny, long, black hair. This was new to him, but he wasn't here to go on dates and make friends, he was here for one reason and one reason alone and that was all that mattered to him.

"Mr. Phantom," Danny glanced up to see the bald man starring at him, "Do you know two conflicts in the play Hamlet?"

"Political, and internal," Danny answered in a monotone, this class was just too easy for him. He had read the book before one day when he had gotten bored. Lancer was surprised that he had gotten it right, the class hadn't even read Hamlet that was only a question he used on kids who he thought weren't paying attention and were on the verge of falling asleep.

"That's, that's right," Lancer stuttered out. The rest of the class turned to stare at Danny. Who had just realized he had made a big mistake. He thought of a quick excuse that would get them off his back and a little bit less suspicious. "Have you ever read the book?"

"No, a friend of my read it and told me about it," Danny shrugged, "I didn't really like it that much." At least that part was true, he didn't understand a single word hey had said and he had fallen asleep several times while reading it.

"Very well then, now then class the theatrical genius behind…"

Danny was starting to get really annoyed by lunch, girls flirted with him around every corner and kept passing him notes in class. He had already gotten a detention because he mouthed back in class and the amount of homework he already down didn't help at all. By time it was lunch Danny wished he was back home training with his sensei. He found a place to eat behind the bleachers at least there he could be alone and have some time to think. He ate his sandwich in silence taking in his surroundings, if had to stay here for a while he might as well get to know how things worked around here.

It seemed that the jocks and cheerleaders were in charge around here (not that it was anything new to him), everyone had their own group or clique that they belonged to. The teachers were only concerned with those who could make their school look good (jocks) and the rest were cast away to the sides. He saw the blonde jock that had bumped into him in the hallway talking to the rest of the football team. They all had an evil grin on their stupid faces. Danny didn't pay much attention to them he just got up to go throw his trash away in the dumpster across the football field.

He was cut off by the football team as they started to form a circle around him like a pack of wolves circling their prey. Only wolves were probably ten times smarter than these morons, thought Danny. The blonde kid stepped out in front of him and introduced himself in a way too friendly tone.

"Hey there, welcome to Casper High," the jock threw his arms around Danny and lead him to the center of the field, "This right here is the football field, where me, Dash Baxter, have scored the winning touchdown at the state finals," he said proudly.

"Well goody for you, now all you need is a brain and maybe I might be a tiny bit impressed," Danny shot back. He wasn't in the mood to be pushed around by a jock that wouldn't know what two plus one was even if the answer was shoved up his egotistic …

"What did you say punk!" Dash's face was turning a ruby red, he grabbed the front of Danny's shirt.

"Wow what do you know," the smaller boy mocked, "I was right you don't have a brain."

Dash growled in fury and swung at the boy. He was surprised that all he could feel was air, Danny had stepped aside so that Dash missed. Now he was mad, he lugged toward Danny punching with all his might, but Danny just kept on dodging each one. He didn't even seem to care, he was just bored and to him this was like a small really easy workout to cover the basics in self-defense. Doing the easiest thing possible he grabbed hold of Dash's arm twisting it like a chicken wing before he flipped Dash onto his back. The rest of the team took a second to accumulate what had just happened and when they finally figured it out they all charged at the kid who dared to beat up their leader. Two tried to get him from the sides at the same time and one from behind.

Jumping up in the air Danny flipped over the two so they collided with each other and landed behind the third who didn't even know what had just happened before he found himself lying on the ground unable to move his entire body. Danny didn't want to hurt them just make it clear that in the future to leave him alone. So he used his gentle palm technique to make it so they couldn't move. It was quick and affective. He gave the rest who tried to fight him a few quick punches on their pressure points, the ones who had an ounce of brain cells backed off or just ran away from pure terror.

The spectators who had gathered to watch were awestricken at the little show they had just been treated to. They parted a path for Danny as he made his way back to the school. Everyone started whispering to their friends about him. Danny just ignored them and went on his way to come face to face with two very shocked, very angry teachers.

The first one was Mr. Lancer and the second one was one that Danny didn't recognize but seeing that she was muscular and had a whistle around her neck, he could only assume that this was the gym teacher. She glanced from him to half of the football team laying on the ground while the other half and several other students helped them to get up. Her face changed from shocked to pure fury in a blink of an eye.

"PHANTOM!!!!!!! IN MY OFFICE, NOW!!!!!!!!!!"