Phantom planet never happened. Danny was still a thing of mystery to most if not all of the world. But things have changed in the past few years, a lot of things.

I know this chapter is super short, but I hit a kind of writes block with this story and this is the best I could do without making it cringe worthy. Let me know if something needs fixing.


Danny sat in his Astronomy class silently as the teacher droned on about how a spaceship engine was made, it was not supposed to be this boring. A rockets engine was one of the coolest parts of the ship! It had to use light weight material that wouldn't automatically melt as soon as the launch sequence started, for heaven sakes they explode to get off the ground, BUT THIS WAS SO BORING! How can someone take a really cool subject and turn it into a lecture that makes kids want to pull their hair out. This was the whole reason that teenagers skip class to go to a gas station or Nasty Burger.

"Fenton, is my class boring you?" Mr. Purenski was staring at Danny as he finally snapped out of his daze.

Danny blinked a few times before responding "I-no! I was just... wondering if there was a better fuel to use for a rocket instead of kerosene or liquid hydrogen. I know we aren't on that part of the rocket yet but with how much fuel a rocket needs to lift off, it's not as... eco-friendly, or preservative of our planets limited resources as we would like."

The teacher looked to be a little lost for what to say and Danny took the small victory he was given, finally Mr. Purenski cleared his throat before speaking once more.

"Yes, well, you are correct that we haven't gotten to lift off yet. We are still focusing on making sure we don't blow up before leaving the ground, anyway! Back to our papers-"

Danny tuned out this time, he couldn't help it, the cold chill down his spine and a huff of blue smoke out of his mouth was very distracting, especially when the kid in front of him was shivering. Danny had been leaning forward when his ghost sense went off and the blue puff blew right down the kids neck.

Quietly the kid mumbled to himself "Man, it's cold in here."

Danny only felt slightly sympathetic, mostly guilt since it was his fault the dude was cold. Sitting up slowly, he looked around trying to see if he could find the ghost from where he was sitting. Trying to be subtle Danny put his hands on the back of his chair twisting his body before turning the other way, then just to make sure it was clear he was stretching he pushed his shoulders back and rolled his head. Nothing in the room as far as he could see and this class didn't have windows.

Deciding to just relax and wait until he heard either screaming or crashing sounds, he sat up straight in his chair to focused his hearing on his surroundings, scratching of pencils, silent tapping noise to his left, a buzz on his right, the squeak of the marker the teacher was using, but nothing else. If someone had gotten into the school they were keeping quiet, possibly even invisible. No foot steps aside from the person behind him jumping her leg under her desk.

Listening wasn't getting him anywhere so Danny tried something else, Ember had called it echo location because that's what she used, focusing on the soft thrumming of power in his chest he coaxed it into a more pliable state, trying to silence its usual ghostly noise. It took some time but he managed to make it calmer, and quieter somehow and gently pushed it outward. It was something Ember had been trying to teach him but since an Ice Core wasn't her style, she tried to teach him using her own Sound Core and finding some sort of medium between the 2. It took a lot more energy or him to do then it did her but it still worked, when he did it right.

After about a minute of nothing ghostly happening he gave up, it was possible that some ghost was just passing by and got close enough for him to sense it but that's it. Dropping his focus from anything related to his dead half, their teacher was explaining the homework to them as it was passed out. Glancing at the clock, he had 20 mins left of class, he could totally finish his homework in that time.

Now if only telling his friends what had happened would be that easy.