Hey people! PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!

I had a CP that I was working on for the past month presentation wise and I had to strip myself of my fanfiction loves to work on it since it's a graduation requirement here in Olympia. But I presented on Friday (AND PASSED 4/4 YAAAAY!) so here's my extra-long chapter to make it up to you guys for being so patient with me!

To say that the Parr family (or at least the two adults) were stunned would have been an understatement. Both Mr. and Mrs. Parr had flung themselves in front of their children out of instinct, standing protectively between them and the ghost boy who was looking more and more nervous as the silence wore on.

Surprisingly to both parents, Dash was the first to speak. "WOW!" He shouted, causing everyone including the ghost boy to flinch and also making the menace to drop the canister that had caught the Box ghost in just moments before.

The cylindrical container rolled on the floor, making it easier for Helen to see what exactly it was. "A thermos?" She asked softly, looking at her husband in absolute confusion.

"Fenton thermos." The ghost boy said, startling Helen with his echoing voice that sent shivers up and down her spine. He must've noticed because he lowered to the ground slowly as if to match their heights though it did nothing to calm her nerves. "It um… it catches ghosts." He explained.

"Fenton? " Bob asked confusedly, glaring at the floating white haired boy. "That's the name of the ghost hunting family who gave us all of our equipment. You stole this." He concluded.

The ghost boy's eyes widened and he raised his white gloved hands up defensively in front of his face. "What? No, no it-it's not like that!" He said nervously, one hand reaching up to scratch the back of his neck nervously, his green eyes glance darting across the room as if he were looking for someone to support him.

"Guys, wait!" Both parents turned abruptly from the ghost figure and looked startled at their oldest who had grasped to their arms to drag them back from perusing on him. "I need to tell you something. I brought Phantom here." She explained, clutching both arms even tighter as her parents reeled back in shock.

"What!" Helen cried, glaring at the ghost who seemed to look more embarrassed than intimidated at the moment. She grabbed her daughter's hand and slowly pried it away from her arm. "Why would you bring that- that menace here! The MAYOR'S house! The exact person he probably wants to destroy so he can take over the city?"

"Actually I-"

"Shut it!" She snapped, making a snapping motion at the ghost boy, signaling for him to stop talking. The boy's mouth shut with a 'click' and his eyes bugged out about the size of two tennis balls. "What were you thinking Vi?" Helen asked, turning back to Violet who looked nervous and jittery as her hands wound themselves together.

"She wasn't" Helen heard her husband mutter under his breath, catching everyone's attention.

"What?" She asked, looking pointedly at Bob.

"Think about it." He said louder. "The Fentons told us everything about ghost powers, what if she's overshadowed by a clone?" He finished, stealing a quick glance at the ghost boy who looked more confused than ever.

He seemed to perk up, noticing that everyone was now staring at him and smiled nervously, shaking his hands in front of him as if to wave off any accusations made at him. "I didn't do anything, I swear!" He said, reaching a hand up and using the other to make an 'x' across his heart… or what used to be a heart. Did ghost's still have an internal anatomy like humans?

Helen shook this from her thoughts and glared back at her husband. "How do we get rid of it?" She asked.

"WHAT! I just said I didn't do anything!" The ghost boy retorted, hanging his arms below him in defeat with an annoyed glare plastered on his face.

"And that means a lot coming from you, Inviso-bill." Helen sneered.

But the annoyed glare just seemed to worsen as he face-palmed, shaking his head and a thin blush appearing on his discouraged face. "Where the heck did that name even come from?" He muttered to himself.

"Mom, Phantom did nothing to me, if you could just listen to us we can explain everything." Violet-taken-over-by-ghost-clone said in a wavering voice.

"Maybe we can use the thermos to suck it out of her and trap the ghost menace in it for Masters" Bob suggested quietly so that the ghost on the far side of the room couldn't hear.

"Are you even listening to me?" Violet grunted in an annoyed tone.

"Yeah, welcome to my life." Phantom cried, throwing both arms up into the air. "Why the heck am I called Inviso-bill? That's the worst name EVER!"

Bob eyed Helen, letting her know he was taking action in his plan and began to move slowly towards the discarded device whilst Phantom ranted on about his 'stupid nickname.'

Her husband's bulking form disappeared from her side, making Helen's eyes flicker from the ghost menace in the room to the now empty spot next to her. Bob had walked over to where the thermos had fallen, revealing their possessed daughter who looked more distraught than usual and had been shoved behind him in a desperate attempt to shield her from the ghost.

Bob had grasped the thermos and as soon as the metal container was lifted from the ground, the cap was flung off and pointed toward their daughter, a blue light flashing brightly over her body. Violet shuddered and shielded her eyes from the light.

Just as Bob was about to cap the thermos, something shaped out from the inside and the Box Ghost from earlier was thrown across the room. He was barely able to stabilize himself so that he wouldn't hit the wall and turned around with his blue arms raised above his head triumphantly.

"HA!" He shouted happily. "I, the Box Ghost, have escaped once again from that cylindrical trap! MWUAHAHAHAHA!" He cackled in a semi-evil tone before darting intangibly through the ceiling.

The ghost boy's face was nothing by a disbelieving half-lidded glare that made him look more annoyed than he had been with the name 'Inviso-bill.' "Aaaaand he's out again. You know I'm the one that has to go get him again right?" He stated flatly, as if the thermos that was now pointing in his direction was no threat whatsoever compared to the annoyance of the Box Ghost.

"Helen." Bob said quietly, grabbing his wife's attention. "He didn't possess Violet." He said in disbelief, looking at the thermos and shaking it as if inspecting the contents just to make sure.

"Told ya." Both Violet and Phantom said simultaneously. Both parents shot glares at the ghost, causing him to shrink away the slightest bit and raised up from the floor a few inches to ensure the distance between them was a safe one.

Violet took the moment to brush past her mother and father with quickening steps so that neither one could grab her, stepping towards the ghost boy defensively. The only problem was that her defensive stance was faced the wrong way. Her lips were drawn in a firm frown and her eyes set determinedly on her family.

"Violet?" Helen asked, reaching foreword ever so slowly to grab her daughter away from the ghost menace when something else shifted by her and the next thing she knew, Dash had joined his sister next to the ghost boy who merely stared at the shorter boy in shock. "What?" She whispered in confusion.

"Would someone please explain to me what's going on?" Helen and Bob both shouted at the same time, absolutely horrified at the fact that both of their children were defending the monster. For all they knew, Jack-Jack would run off to live with a revived Syndrome next. It sure made more sense than this mess.

"Phantom isn't evil. This entire thing was a set-up by Mr. Masters to get rid of him." Violet explained, jabbing her thumb toward the ghost behind her. "The town HERO." She finished, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Hero?' Helen asked skeptically. "And why on earth would Mr. Masters, the mayor and the man being constantly threatened by this ghost menace be setting us up. He just wants a safer town." She concluded.

"That's exactly what I want." The Ghost butted in, floating higher up in false hope that the older two in the room would actually believe a word he said. "I capture the evil ghosts out in Amity Park night and day and send them back to the ghost zone." He said, pointing at the thermos in bob's hand.

"Then why would the Mayor want us to capture you?" Helen asked, crossing her arms and lifting an eyebrow pointedly at the boy.

"Because… he's evil." He said, eyes darting across the room and his voice drawing out of the 'because' as if he were about to say something else.

"How so?" Bob asked, joining in the banter from one side of the room to the other.

"I- I can't tell you." He replied, head hanging in defeat.

"Why not?"

"The ghost boy looked up, green eyes blazing through his parted white hair that had hung low in front of his face. "He made me promise not to tell anybody that- I can't." He said, shaking his head sorrowfully.

"Sorry for what? That you can't tell the truth?" Helen jabbed.

The boy's head flung up and his green eyes seemed to glow even brighter than she could have ever thought possible. "I'm not lying. I'm trying to help you by telling you that the mayor is evil and is USING you. I just can't tell you why or he'll-" His expression fell to a horrified and slightly relieved gaze as if he had just caught himself at the end of his rant.

"He'll what?" She pressed on, suddenly feeling a throb of guilt welling in her chest. What had the Mayor threatened a GHOST with? Did he really have something that important to hold against him?

The boy opened his mouth to say something when he was flung across the room. Helen whirled around to see two green Vultures with red fez's smiling creepily at her while a third had Phantom pinned to the wall with one of its razor sharp claws pinning an arm so that he could not escape.

"Or he'll tell everyone about this little secret." The old vulture holding Phantom cackled, finishing the ghost boy's sentence for him. The ghost's eye widened and he began tugging frantically against the claw holding him in place but was stopped when the vulture used the other set of long claws to pull out what looked like a glowing tazer and stabbed it deep into his belly.

The ghost's face was blank at first before a loud gurgled cry emanated from his mouth and electricity racked his body. The Vulture let go of the boy's arm, letting him slump to the floor in pain. Helen's maternal instinct kicked in instantly and before she knew it, she was hurtling herself across the room and standing at the ghost boy's side as his body racked with shudders and green sparks leapt up from his skin. She reached forward when a bright white ring formed around his waist, causing Helen to stumble back a bit in shock.

A bright flash illuminated the entire room as the ring split into two and passed in opposite directions, transforming his ghostly attire into that of a normal teenage boy and dying his snow white hair a dark raven color. His eyes were clenched shut, but as soon as the transformation had completed itself and the sparks stopped racing across his pale skin, they fluttered open to reveal baby blue.

"Danny!" Violet cried.

"Bratty teenagers." Vlad grumbled to himself as he shoved the door to his personal lab open with a slam. He had just stomped there from his recent conversation with the Violet girl and had gotten absolutely nothing out of it, not even information about the people she had met at the school. Vlad was sure he had scheduled them to at least have three classes together, hoping she would at least catch on to SOMETHING! But she remained just as oblivious to the boy's constant bathroom use and disappearances as everyone else in that blasted town was.

"MROW!" Vlad's Puffy fat cat meowed before leaping onto the distraught man's lap. "How could they not have a single lead yet?" Vlad asked Maddie, stroking her fur down with one hand and rubbing his right temple with the other. "They're the Incredibles for pity's sake, have they really found NOTHING on that ghost brat?"

Vlad sighed, pulling up the keyboard to his holographic computer screen (for once ignoring the holograph of Maddie Fenton) and typing away at the keys until a camera screen popped up. He just wanted to see how the research he had sent them on had been coming along, hoping that his newspaper clippings of Phantom and lists of powers of ghosts had dropped enough hints. What he was not expecting was for the brat to be on screen as well.

"WHAT!" He cried, spilling the hot tea that had been clutched in his hand onto Maddie's fur. The cat growled and hissed before leaping off of her master's lap and trotting away. "What is that little ecto-brat doing in my mansion?" He asked before pressing another key and turning the sound on.

"Phantom isn't evil. This entire thing was a set-up by Mr. Masters to get rid of him. The town HERO." The teenage girl exclaimed, standing in front of Danny protectively.

Vlad shook angrily. No wonder the girl was so skittish earlier, she was hiding that nuisance! He had told her the truth and now she was taking his side. "Great, just what I need." He grumbled to himself.

"Hero?' Mrs. Parr asked incredulously. "And why on earth would Mr. Masters, the mayor and the man being constantly threatened by this ghost menace be setting us up. He just wants a safer town." Vlad smiled, glad that he hadn't lost all of his believers. Now all he had to do was make sure that they didn't change sides as the children obviously had.

"That's exactly what I want." Daniel jumped in, making Vlad sneer. "I capture the evil ghosts out in Amity Park night and day and send them back to the ghost zone

"Then why would the Mayor want us to capture you?" Mrs. Parr asked.

"Because… he's evil." Vlad growled under his breath. That boy had come so close to telling the Incredibles that he was Vlad Plasmius.

"How so?" Mr. Incredible asked.

"I- I can't tell you." Daniel replied.

"Why not?"

"He made me promise not to tell anybody that- I can't." Daniel finished softly. Vlad had had enough, it was just one more slip up before that brat told the world his secret. He reached over and slammed his hand hard on a red button.

The metal doors opened behind him that led to the ghost zone. He didn't need to turn around to know that the three elder vultures had flocked inside. "Take this, and get the boy before he ruins everything!" He spat flinging the Plasmius-maximus over to them. One of them reached up and caught the device in its talons and nodded before the three took off intangibly through the ceiling.

"Sorry for what? That you can't tell the truth?" The conversation continued in the background and Vlad turned to look at the screen once again.

"I'm not lying. I'm trying to help you by telling you that the mayor is evil and is USING you. I just can't tell you why or he'll-" The boy stumbled over his words defensively and Vlad growled again at the slip up. Luckily, that would be taken care of soon enough.

"He'll what?" Mrs. Parr pressed.

Daniel opened his mouth to say something when the vulture holding the device slammed into him, pinning his to the wall by the wrist with one of its taloned feet and jabbing the Plasmius-Maximums into the boy's stomach with the other. The boy cried out, falling limply to the ground as the ghost Vulture released him.

Vlad smiled happily, tapping his fingers together in anticipation. "That should show you to let out little secret slip Daniel." He chuckled as the white rings passed over the boy's body.