AN: I am SO sorry for the long Hiatus; so much stuff it going on and I wasn't able to get to the computer in a WHILE.

There I was, floating in the Ghost Zone, and it was beautiful; the vine like swirls of a light green wrapping around air against the dark green and black background, floating purple doors and windows. As amazed as I was, I was still moving. I crashed through a cloud and watched the ghouls move past me, dressed in tuxes, medieval wear, normal, modern clothes, and pajamas. Also floating, were islands.

After floating around for a few minutes, I saw a mountain shaped like a skull on one of the islands. I turned the wheel towards it and realized something: I didn't know how to stop. So I just sat in my seat and held on to the wheel waiting to crash and for the airbags to deploy, but something stop me.

"Back again ghost boy? Using protection instead of coming in just that goofy get up." I heard from the back of the machine. The voice was deep, rough, robust. I had my notebook tightly squeezed against me and my knees up. I felt the machine shake a little, okay a lot and lost my balance, falling on the floor. Then a shadow flooded slowly in front of me. Looking up, I saw the holder of the rough voice. He was wide on the chest and really tiny on the waist; like a triangle. His legs were tiny too. He had a Mohawk and go-tee made of green flames, his eyes were the same color. He had a belt going diagonally across his chest from the left shoulder to the right side of his waist. On his think neck was a thick black necklace with a small, green skull on it. Maybe the size of a baby monkey's.

"AH!" I screamed out jumping back on my hands. "Who are you?"

"I am Skulker. Ghost Zone's greatest hunter. Who are you? And where is the ghost boy? This is his ship." he asked me back.

"Uh…well…he's not here. I, uh, kind of,"

"Spit it out I don't have all day girl!" he yelled.

"Okay, I took this from the Fenton's lab. I need to interview Phantom for my job and I also need to coax him out of hiding to get it. I'm Sam Manson of the Amity Park Press. Will you help me get him out of hiding?" I shouted at him, getting my point across fast.

"Hmm, get Phantom out of hiding? I have been hunting him for sometime now. Is there a pay?" he asked.

"Sure. A thousand dollars."

"Two-thousand."

"Fine, two-thousand dollars. Will you help me for two-thousand dollars?" I asked him again.

"Yes. For two-thousand dollars. What time should we set up this little appointment?"

"Later today. Does that fit into your schedule?"

"Perfectly. Until later Ms. Manson." he said lowly before disappearing.

"Hey, wait! Can you spin me around in the othe--" and before I finished, I was pushed in the direction I came back in. After a minute or so I saw the opening of the portal and looked desperately for the breaks. "How do you stop this crazy thing!" I screamed after having zero success.

"Like this." I heard in front of me. The mans voice wasn't as low as Skulker's, it was husky. I looked up and saw a pair of glasses upon dark skin. The person was in a suit; it was white, a dome like lid and chest, wide cylinder torso, the legs were long until the knee where it got bulkier for the shoes. The arms are like the legs, cylinder like until the elbow and bulks up for the forearms and hands. In the middle of the chest was a dark green capitol 'F' with light green flames leading to the right arm. Just like the one on the side of this machine.

"Who are you?" he asked. His face was round, but not chubby and his eyes were a blue-green color. "And why do you have a Fenton vehicle?"

"Uh…" I mumbled. Why not answer with his own question. "Who are you? And why do you have something with the same symbol as this machine?" Nice Manson…

"I don't have to answer to you."

"Then I don't have to answer to you." good conversation. He sighed and took the mechanical hand off the front of the machine.

"I'm Tucker Foley. I help the Fenton's in ghost catching; and that machine is called the Specter Speeder." he was calm as he explained himself. "I warn then of unruly ghost in the Ghost Zone and report to them so if that ghost crosses over, they can stop him or her with ease. And you are?"

"I'm Sam Manson, of the Amity Park Press. I'm doing a story on Danny Phantom and he mentioned the Ghost Zone. I decided to check it out myself. But since Mr. And Mrs. Fenton wouldn't let me in the basement I fell in and went in myself." I explained to Mr. Foley.

"What do you mean by fell?" he asked with a sarcastic face.

"Like, fell in under a pool and bumped into the…the.."

"Specter Speeder." he finished.

"Thank you. Someone left the key in the ignition and I went." I finished. "Can you help me load this thing into the basement or at least show me where the damn breaks are?"

"Yeah. Hold on." he climbed out of the suit and pushed himself towards the door next to me. He showed me where the breaks and gas pedals are and went back the suit. "There you go Sam. Next time, be a little more polite. I know Maddie can be like that. She's very stingy. Tell them I said 'Hi'."

"Wait, you said your name was Tucker Foley right?" there was that name again. The name from school; Danny's best friend.

"Yeah, what of it?"

"Your friends with Danny Fenton! He told me about you. I recognized it from school."

"Really? Did he say anything good?"

"Of course. What person would say bad things about their best friend? He said you're techno geek, and that you're always trying to find a girlfriend. Just like in high school. Weren't you president of some computer club in middle school?"

"Yes. Anyway, tell Maddie and Jack I said 'Hi'. I'll tell Danny you return the favor. Bye Sam."

"Oh, bye Tucker. And thank you." I waved off and floated away. Coming up to the lab I saw a big man in a orange suit and a woman standing in a blue suit. They must be Jack and Maddie. I gulped and stopped the speeder in the middle of the basement like it was before. I locked the doors and began to explain to the Fenton's.

"Okay look, at least I brought it back. And I'm not dead."

"Oh, whew! Well thank heaven your not dead." Maddie said sarcastically.

"Do you know how many ghost could have intangibly followed you?!" Jack screamed at me.

"It's okay though! I bumped into Tucker Foley and it's fine. Please I just need a story or I'd have to sell my art for money and I don't want to do that!"

"Then sell your art. You stole a highly dangerous vehicle!" Maddie again shouted.

"I will call the police on you." Jack warned.

"My family takes my art! Okay look: I. AM. SORRY. Do you want me to put it in the damn paper for crying out loud? I understand but no one or ghost got hurt. I got what I wanted and I am going to leave now. All right? Please don't attack me and call the cops on me. I can think of only two things I've done wrong: trespassing, and grand theft auto. WHICH I returned, so that's basically one."

"She's right Jack. She returned the Specter Speeder to it's place in one piece and unharmed and if Tucker said it was all right and cleared her she's not committing any harsh crime."

"How do we know if SHE'S not a ghost?"

"What? Are you nuts? I would be here if I was. I'd be in Amity Park cemetery six feet under and probably haunting my family and hanging out in the Ghost Zone." I explained.

" Jack relax. We won't press any charges for trespassing Ms. Manson. But we will ask you to stay off our property unless you're with Daniel or Tucker. Do you understand?" Maddie said calmly. I shook my head yes and picked up my things. "Good, now please get out of the Speeder and leave." I got out as she told me and ran upstairs and out of the house and to my car.

Getting back in, I took a second to take a breather and try to calm my nerves. Starting the car I rested my notebook on the passenger seat and drove back to work. Half way there after stopping for coffee, a big metal thing was slammed into the building to my right. "Oh shit!"

"Damn it Skulker how many times have I told you to stay out of my town!?" Phantom screamed. That was fast. And I mean really fast. From this view, I looked up to Skulker and from what I could see, he was smiling back at me. Evilly. Oh no, this looked bad. He was coming for me.

"Crap!" I screamed as my body turned and my feet ran in the opposite direction, but they couldn't go fast enough. "AAH!" he picked me up by my waist and brought me high into the sky. Not a time to get sick now Sam.

"Let go of her." Phantom commanded sternly from across the way. Skulker didn't listen, he only brought me higher. "Skulker let go of her." he again commanded.

"I don't think he's going to listen dude!" I screamed from my uncomfortable position.

"Do it now Skulker. Or you will regret it." Phantom threatened as from what I could see his hands became covered in a big green ball. Again, I was carried higher. Okay, I feel sick.

"As you wish." Skulker stated simply as he let me go. Oh my God, I was falling so fast. I didn't realize how high he brought me. I'm going to die, I'm going to die. Where was Phantom? I turned my head up and saw the brawl above me. He wasn't going to catch me. He couldn't. Skulker was doing his job too well. The blue sky started to fade and I couldn't feel the wind against my body anymore. Then everything went black.

AN: I know, not one of my best. I want to do this chapter in sections instead of one big chapter. I feel like it. Sorry if it was crap filled.