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Revelation

For what seemed to be the hundredth time, the duo trekked through the mountains of snow with the chilly wind slapping their faces relentlessly. Both of them kept a tight hold on the unconscious Danny, who was still in Phantom form. At least he stopped twitching, which they took as a good sign.

Dora refused to leave and had insisted on flying ahead to alert Frostbite of their arrival and of Danny's condition. Sam's teeth chattered and her combat boots were soaked, thanks to the massive amount of slush hidden underneath the thick snow layers. "T-this r-reeks," she stammered, the cold making it difficult to talk.

Tucker scowled at the flecks of snow that gathered onto the lenses of his glasses. "This is all your fault."

"H-how?" The stammering was making it extremely hard to sound even remotely intimidating, but Tucker knew she was daring him to explain how this was her fault.

"You're the one that convinced Danny to go into the Ghost Zone. None of this would be happening if you hadn't practically shoved him into that stupid portal!"

Sam's violet eyes flashed. "Y-yeah? Danny wouldn't h-have saved all t-those people if I h-hadn't made him g-go in." She should really look into investing a sweater...her arms were numb and turning purple.

Tucker sighed, and knew Sam was right. If Danny hadn't become the Phantom, all of those ghosts would have rampaged through Amity Park and harmed many. "So it's the Fentons fault for making the ghost portal in the first place?"

"Tuck, p-playing the blame g-game isn't going to s-solve anything."

Once again, she was right. They were royally screwed this time. And not just Danny. All three of them. Sure, Danny was the one that did most of the fighting. But they were the ones who went into the lab when they weren't allowed to. Sam was the one who managed to convince Danny to go into the portal. They were the ones who helped Danny fight some ghosts, and made a few enemies of their own. Technus wasn't too happy with Tucker, and Aragon had it in for Sam. They were the ones that lied constantly and made excuses, and hid Danny's injuries.

But worst of all, they were in trouble because they helped Danny keep his secret.

"Is it wrong to say I take some satisfaction in the fact that Jazz will get in trouble too?"

So Sam had been thinking the same thoughts. "I would think so," Tucker answered. "But she is currently safe, locked in her room pouring over exam notes."

"Crap, we still have to study for those," Sam muttered.

Frostbite's igloo was a spot in the distance, but slowly coming closer. Soon they entered the ice-building and avoided the yeti-like ghost's gaze as they gently laid Danny on the cot once more. Tucker was the first to look up. He grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of his neck. "Um...we should have stayed behind and listened to what you had to say."

"Really?" Frostbite said sarcastically. Dora frowned and glanced between them before hesitantly speaking up.

"May I ask what is going on with Sir Phantom?"

Frostbite waved a paw at Tucker and Sam, signalling for them to tell Dora the headache-inducing week they've had. With a sigh, Sam launched into the rest of the story and Dora was appropriately horrified at the end.

"What will Sir Phantom do?" she asked with wide eyes. Tucker shrugged.

"Your guess is as good as ours," he said wearily. There was a grunt from the cot, and Danny slowly sat up, rubbing his head.

"Oh man...what happened?"

"Apparently when the ectoplasm starts to replenish itself, your ghost half will randomly come up so the ectoplasm distribution is even. That's why you weren't supposed to transform yourself. You might disrupt the ectoplasm process," Sam explained.

The halfa frowned, but before he could speak another green ripple charged through his body and Danny Fenton was sitting in front of them. "Ouch."

"Does it hurt?" Tucker asked.

Danny arched an eyebrow. "That's generally why people say ouch." He ran a hand through his messy black hair and sighed. "I suppose I better ask now. How much did my parents see?"

"Green eyes and white streaks and your body rippling with green electricity," Sam said. "So...what do we do now?"

Danny rubbed his blue eyes tiredly and thought hard and carefully. He had gotten out of tight spots before. He had managed to keep his secret. If Vlad tattled on Danny, Danny tattled on Vlad. Sam, Tucker and Jazz were loyal, and kept his secret. He supposed it was only a matter of time before the residents of the Zone knew. They didn't go revealing his secret, they just tried to give Phantom bad press in Amity.

But his parents were the ghost hunters of Amity Park. They were bent on tearing apart ghosts molecule by molecule and inventing things that could kill him-well, half of him-with a single blast. They wouldn't agree with the fact that not all ghosts were bad. They certainly would be horrified to learn that Danny was friends with some of them and refused to kill his enemies.

"They are your parents, Danny."

The halfa looked up in surprise. Sam and Tucker were watching him carefully. Sam was the one that had pulled him out of his thoughts. "I know..." he said softly.

"They'll love you no matter what, I'm positive."

"I know..." Danny muttered again and frowned. "I suppose I couldn't keep this up forever."

"You do realize we are going to be in major trouble?" Tucker said with a slightly nervous look.

"Then we better get it over with." Danny stood up and glanced at Frostbite and Dora. "Thanks for everything."

"Anything for the Great One." Frostbite bowed. Danny awkwardly bowed back. Dora smiled softly at him.

"I'm sure everything will be fine, Sir Phantom."

"Thanks. Well, we better get going." Danny waved goodbye to his two ghost allies and the three headed back into the twisting blizzard.

...

Maddie gripped the wheel of the Fenton Van tightly, her eyes frantically scanning the sidewalks and parks as she roared through the streets of Amity. She was nervous, frightened and furious at how Sam and Tucker grabbed Danny and ran.

Why had Danny's eyes turned green? Why had white streaks appeared in his hair? Why was he rolling on the ground in pain, sparking with strange green electricity? What did Sam and Tucker know that they didn't?

"There they are!" Jack hollered. Maddie slammed on the brakes and quickly followed Jack's finger. The three kids were exiting the alley, pale and shivering.

Maddie jumped from the van and ran to her son. Danny only got a sight of blue before he was engulfed in a hug so tight he was sure his ribs cracked. "Mom! Mom I'm fine! Let go!"

Maddie let go of her son and Jack lumbered over to them. She glowered at all three and said in a rather dangerous voice, "What happened back there and where did you go?"

Sam and Tucker exchanged glances. Danny seemed to be thinking of a way to explain when the green electricity came back. He winced in pain, but it was not as bad as the first time. He beckoned his parents into the alley and concerned, they followed. Sam and Tucker stood guard at the entrance, silently pleading for everything to turn out well.

Maddie reached for her son in worry but Danny gently waved it off. Soon two blue rings surrounded him and after a second, the familiar black-suited ghost they loathed appeared in his place. Danny nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Mom, Dad...I'm Danny Phantom."

Sam glanced over her shoulder and sighed when Jack dropped in a dead faint. Maddie was staring at her son wide-eyed, gaping like a fish. "Well...no screams or blasting of guns," she said lowly.

"Yet..." Tucker muttered and winced when Sam punched him in the shoulder for his smart remark.