Law and Leverage are part of other story arcs. The Law arc began with Custody and the Leverage began with Blame.

Lame

Tucker slurped on his shake as he watched the evening's entertainment.

"Think I should help?" Danny whispered. He, too, watched the entertainment. He did not, however, seem to find it very entertaining.

"No," his friend replied.

"But-"

"For once in his life, Tucker is right," Sam interrupted. "The Guys in White are big boys, Danny. They can-" Something large and important-looking exploded. The agents ducked for cover. "Okay, maybe they can't take care of themselves."

Danny ducked under the table. Light flashed, and he was gone.

Tucker finished his shake. "That's just sad," he commented. "You'd think that after four years, they would know how to catch the Box Ghost."

Language

"You want me to teach you English?" Tucker, the human boy with a red beret on his head, was surprised.

"Yes," Wulf agreed. "I want to stay in the Human World. I don't want to go back to Walker's prison."

"I don't blame you," the human muttered. "But English is a pretty big language, and it's got all these weird grammatical things that don't make any sense. Where do you want to start?"

Wulf thought. He should probably learn fighting words. He and Danny Phantom would probably have to fight together, but first…. "What is English for amiko?"

Tucker grinned. "Friend."

Law

Judge Martin Smith was unsurprised when Danny Phantom phased through his ceiling and reverted to his human form. "My parents-" the hybrid began.

"-received their just punishment," the judge finished for him.

"There's nothing in the law about raising halfas," Danny snapped.

"There are, however, several laws about child neglect. I've seen your scars, Daniel. Unless they've been spending the past year in Siberia, they have no excuse for not noticing your injuries."

"I'm a good actor. And I'm used to the pain."

"Even at first?" the judge demanded. "Even the first time you broke three of your ribs at once?"

Danny flinched, but did not answer.

Leverage

Tucker blanched. He had not meant to let that slip.

Valerie was frozen in horror. Maybe he could escape before she recovered? But no- she grabbed his wrist and hissed, "How did you know about that?"

The boy tried to squirm away. Then he paused. A grin split his face. "Yeah, I know you're the Red Huntress. And I can prove it, too!" That was a lie, but she didn't need to know that.

Valerie paled. "What do you want?"

The techno-geek's eyes narrowed. "Quit hunting Phantom," he ordered. "If you don't…." He walked away.

Life

Danni loved being a halfa. It was lonely, yes, but… this was who she was, and how could she not love it? She loved going ghost, changing back, feeling the dry-water sensation of the rings washing over her. She loved flying, walking, being tied to both worlds and neither.

But sometimes, when she couldn't fall asleep, she envied Danny- not just because he had friends and family and a steady home, but because he knew what it meant to be a halfa.

Only one who had been alive could comprehend the meaning of death.

Lightning

Vortex loved all kinds of weather- Category-5 hurricanes that destroyed entire cities, blizzards that swallowed entire states, tidal waves and earthquakes that leveled the land for miles around- but there was nothing like a good old-fashioned thunderstorm to make him laugh maniacally.

Lightning plumed from his hands, striking the tall buildings of Amity Park.

But then a blur of black and white with a hint of green shot from the sky into the weather ghost's shoulders. They fought, exchanging blasts of green and gold, before white light defeated him.

The spectacular multi-colored lightning show was the talk of the town.

Loser

"It was weird, Paullina dating Fenton," Kwan commented.

"I know, right?" Star agreed. "Completely bizarre. It was like she was overshadowed or something." She snorted.

Kwan laughed along. "Yeah, overshadowed. If I was a ghost, I'd go after someone cool. Definitely not a loser like Fenton."

The cheerleader shuddered. "No, never a loser. Unless the ghost was a loser in life and knew-" But here she cut off, appalled. "Didn't know any better," she continued after a pause.

"Or maybe," said Kwan quietly, "it knew that being a loser wasn't half-bad."

Lost

Danny had never been so lost in his life. He was stuck in an alternate dimension of spooky floating door and vast endlessness, in an alternate timeline, ten years into the future of aforementioned alternate timeline.

Yep, he was lost all right. And being bound didn't help.

He floated further into the Ghost Zone. Fan-flipping-tastic. Now he was even more lost, and getting more lost every second- and his jerky future self was back in the past, doing who-knew-what to Sam and Tucker.

Danny shuddered. His struggles doubled in intensity.

He was lost and hurt and afraid, and if he didn't find a way out… he would lose everything.

Luck

Johnny Thirteen had been jinxed in life, and now he was jinxed in death. The one bright spot in his afterlife was Kitty- and of course, he had nearly ruined THAT more times than he could count. His ill fortune extended to relationships, too. Not in the sense that he was with the wrong person, but in how he just kept messing up.

He honestly didn't know what to expect when he proposed, whether she would grant him double sixes or snake's eyes.

But he was in luck, because she grabbed him and kissed his lips.

Lyrics

Danny hadn't thought it was possible for someone to sing worse than Tucker, but Paullina made him sound like Ember McLain. He flinched away from her, cursing his enhanced hearing.

"Ghostly ghost hunter, gonna catch 'em all…." she wailed.

The hybrid frowned. No. She could not be singing about what he thought she was singing about.

"He's Phantom! Danny Phantom! And he's gonna catch 'em all!" The cheerleader finished on a horribly screechy high note that threatened to shatter glass.

"You have your own theme song?"

"Kill me now, Tucker."

He smirked. "Get used to it. That's my new standard ringtone."