Yes! I am finally back and I've been typing like heck to finish this story tonight. Thanks to VampireFrootloopsRule, Xbrowneyesx13 and Oak Leaf Ninja for all the reviews you've really been faithful so far and it really means a lot to me and thanks to seantriana who also left a review. Also, thanks to Sin – NaMe and Lethamis for adding my story to their list

Chapter 9: Weird Haze

"Dude, where have you been, I ended up hiding in the computer lab all through lunch because somebody decided to ditch me," Tucker accused when Danny joined him in World History after lunch.

"Like you minded," Danny snorted while rolling his eyes at his friend. "Besides, I didn't ditch you, my ghost sense went off," the last part, of course, was added in a hushed tone.

"No way! But I thought this place was rid of all its ghosts some decades ago," Tucker complained in a whisper.

"Not anymore they're not," Danny said grimly as he took out a notebook he'd snagged from Zack. Of course, the only things in it was the stuff Danny had decided to write down since Zack was obviously too lazy to take any notes in class, big surprise there.

"So, who was it?" Tucker wanted to know as he studied his friend.

"Skulktech, though he hasn't upgraded since the last time we saw him. Luckily, otherwise I really would've gotten my butt handed to me back there," Danny said darkly as he thought back to the encounter.

"It happened before, what could've made such a difference this time 'round?" Tucker pointed out with a frown. Danny cast a guilty look at Tucker who narrowed his eyes suspiciously. "Who was it? Danny, I swear, if you're gonna leave me out of the loop like with the dating disaster with Paulina and Kitty, then I'm never talking to you again. Kwan practically sent me to the hospital because of all the bone crushing hugs I received from him and Star's backpack couldn't get any heavier!" Tucker threatened and whined, throwing his hands into the air for emphasis.

"Jeez Tuck, it was nothing like that, it was just Sam," Danny mumbled though he doubted Sam would've liked being referred to in that way, then again, maybe she wouldn't care. Noting Tucker's confusion, he quickly told him what had happened.

"I know we agreed that we could "befriend" the people here, but you shouldn't get too involved with her. We have to find a way back home as soon as possible," Tucker said rather cautiously. It was true, after Sam's observation about his scar, Danny had all but freaked out and, once along in their shared room, Danny and Tucker had agreed that they should stay as uninvolved as possible. They'd also come up with stories for every question that they thought someone might ask them and it had taken a lot to memorize it all, sort of like cramming for a test the day before the actual exam. Danny shuddered, having done that one to many times in the year since he'd received his ghost powers.

Noticing that Tucker was still waiting for a response, Danny quickly rummaged around in his brain for one that would satisfy the African American.

"It's not like that, she thinks I'm some lonely ghost in need of a friend. Trust me Tuck, you have nothing to worry about," Danny said and though he tried to sound dismissive about it, he wasn't sure if it came out that way.

"Uh-huh," Tucker sounded unconvinced.

"It's true!" Danny said, his voice one octave higher than it should be, this of course, did not help his case.

"If it's true, then why did you agree to meet her tomorrow after school?" Tucker demanded, smirking victoriously even before Danny had time to reply, not that he would've had a reply to begin with.

"She just seems like she needs a friend," Danny answered lamely.

"You do realize that that's the exact same reason why she's agreeing to meet you. Besides, since when do you care if she has a friend or not, she didn't really seem all too keen to greet you back this morning," Tucker seemingly felt the need to point out.

"It not that I care and besides, I was rude to her and this'll be a good way to make up for that, even if she doesn't know it," Danny stated. Whatever Tucker wanted to say was cut short by the teacher's arrival so instead he settled for giving Danny a curious look since he knew they wouldn't be allowed to discuss it any further in school guest students or not.

"How come Skulktech was here in the first place?" Tucker asked that afternoon as they trailed behind Zack on their way home, the orange sun (yes, you heard it right) still high in the sky as it cast a strange glow over the surrounding area.

"No idea. Maybe I can trick it out of Skulktech the next time I see him," Danny mused aloud.

"Your luck reeks, dude. We've been here for all of four days and you've already brought ghosts to a supposedly ghostless town," Tucker complained loud enough for Danny to worry that Zack might've overheard.

"Tu-cker!" Danny said, stretching the name into two syllables as a display of his frustration towards the African American boy.

"I'm just saying." Tucker was quick to defend himself. Danny rolled his eyes in a resigned manner, knowing he wouldn't get anything in ways of an apology from Tucker. "Anyway, I think it'd be a good thing for us to know how much damage you've caused," Tucker stated, back on topic.

"Later," Danny assured his friend, running a tired hand through his jet black hair. The sound of thunder caused the three teens too look up as the clouds funneled together in a dark storm and a wisp of cold air escaped from Danny's mouth and sent a chill ran down his spine.

A booming laugh rang in the teens' ears. Soon, a buff man with glowing blue skin and a cupid-heart tattoo on his upper arm, appeared wearing dark blue overalls along with a hat. He grinned menacingly at the three guys, his eyes glinting with the same viciousness Danny had seen in him only last week, when the stupid ghost had been in possession of Pandora's Box. Danny gulped, still slightly amazed that the Box Ghost could really look so animalistic.

Tucker and Danny exchanged looks before they nodding and screaming "Aah ghosts!" and then running away as if their lives depended on it. Danny slipped into an alleyway and launching himself behind a trashcan before allowing his ghostly transformation to take place. Without missing a beat, Danny shot up out of the alleyway and flew to the, still grinning, maniac.

"Beware," he taunted in a deep voice, a smirk on his face. Danny glared before forcing a cocky smile onto his face as he returned the taunt.

"Still as annoying as ever but you never were a threat," Danny declared as he hurled his first blast at the ghoul without giving him a chance to reply. Caught off guard, the blast managed to knock the Box Ghost back a few meters. The ghost glared slightly as he righted himself and wiped some ectoplasm from the corner of his mouth.

"Is it my imagination or have you not aged or grown stronger in the years of your absence?" the blue ghost chuckled.

"What do you care, and how did you get out of the Ghost Zone anyway?" Danny demanded as he shot another ectoblast, unfortunately missing by a few inches.

"I will not answer any of your questions, I am not as weak as I used to be!" the Box Ghost bellowed as he lifted his hands above his head as if lifting some unseen weights.

And not as dumb as he used to be either, Danny noted rather grimly. Danny watched with growing, if well hidden, dread as the sky darkened, thick clouds gathering at an amazing speed. There was a rasping sound like millions of nails down a blackboard that caused the hair on the back of Danny's neck to stand on end.

The next thing Danny knew, he was flying backwards at a terrifying pace, the wind knocked out of him and his stomach feeling like someone had repeatedly wacked it with a baseball bat. A groan escaped Danny as he hit a nearby building, causing the wall to crumble as he started falling towards the ground. "Oof!" Danny's arms shook as he managed to stumble back onto his feet.

Danny's mouth almost fell open when a bunch of boxes came flying out of the eye of the storm and hurled themselves towards him so that he started feeling as if he was playing evil dodge ball. Danny grabbed onto a screaming Tucker and hulled them out of the way before staring back at the Box Ghost with an "Are you crazy?" look.

"Is it just me or did he get more powerful?" Danny asked Tucker as he placed him safely behind a tree.

"Dude, he just summoned bunch of boxes from a storm cloud!" Tucker exclaimed in an of-course-he's-more-powerful, type of voice. Danny quickly indicated to Tucker to stay quiet before disappearing from sight and launching his full body weight against the Box Ghost.

Boxes rained down on the two ghosts as they tumbled back to earth. Danny managed to throw a few punches before retreating on account of not wanting to smash head first into the tarmac. He spun back around to glare at the, now battered, Box Ghost. The blue ghost let loose a terrifying, yet strangely familiar, howl of rage before charging at Danny like an angry steam train. Taking in a deep breath, Danny readied himself for the attack, but was soon knocked speechless by what he saw in front of him. Recognition lit Danny's eyes as he realized why it had sounded so familiar. It was the same howl of rage the Lunch Lady gave whenever she decided to attack him. As if to prove his point, the boxes on the ground started shaking before lifting, much like the Lunch Lady's meat. Danny stared as the hoard of boxes formed into a giant-sized body.

Okay, now this is getting ridiculous, Danny thought with a quick roll of his eyes. "Learned that from your wife, huh Box Ghost?" Danny taunted as he blasted part of the cardboard body to smithereens. His palm burned with a new ectoblast but it started flickering in and out of existence as a haze drifted across Danny's vision, causing him to stumble in flight.

"Danny!" Tucker's concerned exclamation managed to pull him back to reality and he quickly shook off his daze along with the headache that seemed to be appearing. Unfortunately it was fast enough and Danny received a smack in the face courtesy of a giant cardboard hand.

"Alright, that's it!" Danny yelled angrily, a strange green aura surrounding him as a large ball of ecto-energy started building up in his hands, the end result being that it practically started raining cardboard.

"How'd you get out, tell me!" Danny shouted, the Box Ghost's clothes melting as Danny held onto them but he was too angry to wonder how it was possible.

"Your lady let us out!" he sneered, which only caused Danny to glare harder.

"What 'Lady'?" Danny growled sounding rather menacing himself.

"The one with the black hair and dark clothes, duh," the Box Ghost exclaimed, a bit of his old self showing.

"Sam?" Danny breathed in shock, almost dropping the Box Ghost. Danny groaned in frustration at not understanding what was going on before he froze the blue ghost and depositing him on a nearby roof. The strange haze once again obscured Danny's vision and mind and he felt himself losing altitude until he was stumbling onto the tar and managed to stagger into Tucker.

"Danny, are you okay!" Tucker exclaimed as Danny steadied himself and looked at his friend with a grimace.

"Yeah, I think so," Danny managed as he straightened up and blinked a few times in an effort to clear his sight.

"What the heck was that?" Tucker demanded, still examining his friends with worry.

"I don't know Tucker, but I better get back to my parents' house and see if there are any weapons I can use. Looks like we'll need them sooner than I thought," Danny stated as he rose back into the air and sighed when he caught sight of Zack trembling behind a trashcan. Sure the guy had been irritating the life out of Danny but it was clear that what Zack had just seen had scared him witless. "And take care of him will you, I don't think he'll be able to handle much more of this," Danny added as an afterthought before flying off to his old house and grabbing a bag as he passed a hiking shop.

Well, there you have it. I really hope you like this since I'm normally really bad at fighting scenes and I'm hoping this one turned out okay. I know it was short but still. Also, I'll probably be updating Friday or Saturday again so bear with me. Thanks.