After than little incident, things returned to the way they were. Danny Phantom fought more ghosts, Moon studied English, Tucker, Sam, and Danny went to school, and Danny avoided his parents' inventions.
The three of them tried to get Moon to help Danny with his ghost fighting since another halfa that wasn't bent on his destruction (coughVladcough) would be a big help, but she wouldn't even transform again. Whenever the topic came up, Moon seemed to become much more nervous, so cautious that it could be called paranoia if it lasted longer, and . . . almost afraid. Why would she be scared? Whenever they asked, she would shake her head vigorously and say nothing. If only they could communicate better, then she might talk to them.
One day they got an unexpected clue to her past in a ghost fight that went irritatingly wrong.
Danny had beaten Technus into Sam's Fenton thermos (he forgot his) when the GIW showed up in their jet. They attacked, of course. Or, one of them did. But then his partner stopped him and got on the loudspeaker.
"Phantom. Give us information and we won't attack you."
'Well, this is a change of pace,' the young hybrid thought to himself. "What do you want to know?" he said with a definite guarded tone.
"Do you know anything about an escaped ghost experiment?"
"Experiment?"
"A Russian ghost experiment is reported to have escaped to the US. Have you seen any sign of it?"
'They must be talking about Moon. But, "Experiment"?' Danny sighed. "After everything you've done, you expect me to tell you about a foreign experiment? Even if I knew anything, I wouldn't tell you!"
Below, Sam and Tucker were exchanging looks. Moon, who was dragged along for every fight in hope that she would transform again and help Danny, was shivering. She had a bad feeling.
Danny saw a third person appear in the cockpit of the mini-plane. Astonishingly, he wore a dark suit, possibly navy blue, instead of the typical white. His skin was pale—what could be seen of it—and he wore a strange hat. He seemed to be holding something, a metal object about the size of Tucker's PDA but thicker. What could that be? After saying something to the two pilots, he disappeared back into the main section of the fuselage. The GIW returned their attention to Danny with irritated looks on their faces.
"The experiment is in the area! Where are you hiding it?"
The shock on Danny's face was poorly concealed. 'How did they know? That other guy must have had a scanner or some kind of detection equiptment! There must be a beacon or something on Moon… How could we get rid of that? No, I need to worry about that later.' "I'm not hiding any experiment," Danny spat out.
"Fine. We shall use excessive force to recover it since you will not cooperate."
Danny rolled his eyes and brought up a shield with a lazy wave of his arm to block the missiles that were fired at him. He emphasized a yawn and then floated in a battle-ready position before the hovering aircraft. His green eyes flashed challengingly.
After a few choice hits and lots of flying around, Danny had downed the jet. From its smoking metallic corpse emerged the two GIW pilots, suits slightly charred, and the dark-suited man whose hat was smoking. It was thrown off and stomped on briefly.
"It's somewhere over there," the foreign GM indicated Sam, Tucker, and Moon. Then he walked away, probably to find a new move of transport. A black limo, or something equally ominous. That, and he didn't want to participate in the inevitable conflict.
Danny didn't really have to do much. The GIW may have fancy weapons—though none, with the exception of the missile (potentially), were as effective as the ones his parents created—but they had a strict regulations concerning the state of their attire. After a bit of splattering with mud and other assorted items of hygienist horror, their superior officer magically appeared to haul the two of them off for cleanliness infringement. Danny, Sam, Tucker, and Moon were, of course, gone by the time said officer arrived.
They were all in Sam's room later, discussing the day's events.
"So she's some kind of experiment? And she escaped?" Tucker was open-mouthed in surprise.
"No wonder she hates the lab. She must have been tortured," Sam said with horrified awe.
"I wonder how she escaped…" Danny commented.
If I like you enough (i.e. if you review enough) I might post soon. I'm going to become very busy and will have little time to write fanfiction, so…you get the idea.
GM means Government Man, for those who didn't know.
