This was taking a lot of getting used to. Sure, I had been surrounded by all of this for nearly three weeks now, but I still couldn't get past being called 'sir' by everyone but my friends, family, and Vlad. I didn't ask for this position, but I really didn't have any choice but to sit there and accept it. Why does the world enjoy making life hell for me? I wasn't build to lead, I was made to fight. I don't want to be responsible for an entire operation along with these people. I couldn't even have enough control over my own life to just try ignoring it.

We had fallen into a nice little pattern here in the base. Wake up calls at seven (eight on the weekends, and I'd heard rumors of nine on holidays), then a regulated breakfast for everyone who didn't have something out of the ordinary going on. Because of our ghost powers, Dani, Fish, and I were all allowed to judge for ourselves how much food we needed since no one really knew, and Asa, Jon, and Ben all had the option of receiving up to twice as much food as any civilian due to their abilities. I didn't really like the special treatment, but my mom was hell bent on us having it, and so we were all forced to put up with it even though we usually didn't bother cashing in on our special diets. Nine times out of ten, we ate the same 2400 calories as everyone else in a day.

One hour after our initial wake up call, we were sent to our mandatory specialized training sessions for an hour and a half of hard workouts. The ghost powered teens were sent through a training course of mom and dad's own design. It was an arena specifically designed to work all of our powers equally and it supposedly got just a little harder each day; not enough that we'd notice it, but enough to keep us improving. Nothing in that course could do any real damage, but it still hurt like hell whenever we screwed up. Asa and Ben had a similar course set up, but it ran off what ever type of energy they commanded rather than the ecto energy I used. Mom had managed to actually isolate what exactly their powers influenced and given it a name, but I had honestly zoned out by the time she got to that part of her long, detailed, and boring explanation of what her and dad had been working on.

I really don't know where Jon goes for his training time, but he's said something about trying to gain more control over his reality jumping. All I know is he's apparently been appearing with items out of different realities more and more often though. He never would tell us why, but he's said that if he had to choose one reality to call home, it'd be ours. I'm not sure if it's just because he likes us the best, or if there are just enough people with superhuman abilities that he doesn't feel singled out.

The only person who doesn't have a specialized training session is Fritz. He's the best at what he does, and there's all there is to it. No one on base can come even close to giving him a real challenge, and my parents have yet to create a program he can't beat. He doesn't let himself fall out of practice though and is often seen training the higher leveled soldiers in hand to hand combat since it's the best challenge he can find at the moment. I've seen Sam and Jazz out there with him the few times I'm there. Sam helps with the teaching since she is likely the second-best normal person in combat while Jazz...well...Jazz is trying to learn, but she's probably better off directing people from base. Her and hand to hand go together about as well as handing her a Fenton Thermos. She'll get everything except her target. Even Fritz's little sister, Megan, who needs a lot of help in hand to hand regardless of who her brother is, can take Jazz down.

After our hour and a half of training, all of us were released for the day to do our own thing, a privilege not given to most. We were only given that time off because mom thinks we've been through enough practical training for a lifetime and we just need time to be teenagers instead of worrying about whether or not we'll live to see tomorrow. She doesn't fully realize I've worried about that every day of my life for the past three years, and I probably will for the rest of my life, regardless of how much free time I have. Vlad let her have her way because, while he may have somehow wriggled his way into being number one around here, mom can get him to do just about anything if she gives him a smile. I swear to god, I will strangle his ass with my bare hands if he tries to make a move on her.

So that's our life now. We train for the war everyone thinks is about to begin. The same war that we all know is already here, just waiting for a moment to erupt. I'd like to say we'll be fine as long as nothing changes, but I know my life too well. We aren't going to be just fine because something is going to happen and it's going to screw up every plan we've ever made. Maybe I'm pessimistic, but I've been screwed over way too many times not to be.

How the hell do you think I became half ghost? It sure wasn't by having life on my side.

I'd dreamed he'd come back, but I always had to take these dreams with a grain of salt. Sometimes, my dreams could be an indicator of the future, but others times they were pure fantasy. Hell, I'd dreamed I was going to meet Danny and Dani Phantom the night after, and everyone knows that's an impossibility; they're cartoon characters for god's sake. That didn't stop me from hoping this dream would come true.

I guess I should have paid more attention to the fact that I didn't have the slightest clue as to where we were when I saw him in that dream.

Energy fluxes were happening all the time now. This wasn't really anything unusual, except for the fact that I normally couldn't sense my own, and now they were popping up all the time. I couldn't figure out why for the life of me and Jon didn't have a clue either. Whatever was about to happen because of this, I was going in blind, and by the looks of his aura, Ben was too.

I hope I didn't just put you to sleep with that. It had to be done for an evil little plan of mine though... MUHAHAHAHA.

...I think school has officially driven me crazy...

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Invisible One