A/N: Wow! This fic is doing so much better than I thought it would! This probably won't be a very good chapter, I'll try putting some action in it, but I'm afraid of the result! Yikes!

Reiki: Yeah, I'll try and add some cliffies! I guess I haven't really been putting them in! I don't really like them though, cuz then I want to update really soon and feel like I can't leave people hanging! LoL! That's me though! Thanks for reviewing!

Wiggle Lizard: You really like it that much? Thanks! You really made my day when I read your review! I'm working on the content. I'm not exactly sure where I'm going with this fic. That always happens to me! I have a few directions on where I could take this, but I don't know which one is best yet!

Danny was desperately trying to remember things about his friends, like addresses, favorite color, middle names, and parent names, just so that he wouldn't forget. If he was thinking about them, he couldn't forget them right? He really didn't get anything out of that class, he was thinking about Sam and Tucker, and watching the clock. The minutes dragged on, it was like slow motion. The bell finally rang and Danny was the first one out of the classroom. He ran through the hallway, pushing through the already heavy crowd. He stopped by his locker threw his books in it and slammed it shut. He made his way over to where Tucker and Sam's lockers were. Sam's was right next to Tucker's and they weren't there yet. Danny stood in front of them waiting. Finally, he saw Sam and Tucker making there way to their lockers. They saw him standing there and rushed the rest of the way.

"Danny, are you ok? You look worried," Tucker spoke first.

"Yeah, come on, we have to get to the cafeteria."

"Why, ya hungry?"

"No, I need to talk to you."

"Fine let me put my books in my locker first."

Sam and Tucker both finished putting away there books and Danny grabbed both of them and dragged them into the cafeteria. They were almost first in line so it didn't take long. They finally sat down at a table in the corner.

"Sam, you're favorite color is purple right?"

"Yeah. Danny are-."

"Tucker, you like orange right?"

"Yeah, what's your problem?"
"This morning I couldn't remember you. I don't know what was wrong."

"You remember us now don't you," Tucker questioned.

"Yeah but this morning I didn't."

"Is that why you walked away from us and then hid," Sam asked narrowing her eyes and leaning towards him.

"Yes, I had no clue who you were, I had to think about it for awhile."

They all talked about what happened and what the problem could be. 30 minutes passed quickly. They all jumped when the bell rang.

"Danny, we'll all walk to your house after school and keep trying to figure this out." Sam could tell that Danny was uptight. "Relax Danny. It'll be okay."

The rest of the day passed by slowly, but the bell finally rang and they all met at Danny's locker. They started walking home and started discussing the problem. They were on the shortcut that leads them right to Danny's house, when the trouble began.

"Danny, do you remember fighting a ghost that maybe took away your memory," Tucker asked. This was when Danny saw that blue smoke come out of his mouth.

"Speaking of ghosts. Tucker here's the thermos (yes, that kinda came out of nowhere!) I'm going ghost."

With that two blue rings engulfed Danny and he flew off. It was Skulker.

"What do you want Skulker? I kinda have a problem I need to fix."

"Oh this won't take long," he drawled.

"That's for sure!"

Danny charged only to miss when Skulker moved out of the way. He was fast. Real fast. Not only did he have time to move out of the way, he also grabbed Danny's leg and spun him in a circle. Luckily, there were no buildings that Danny could have hit, only trees, which was what he hit instead. He disappeared into the branches and shot out of the top. He wasn't going to lose after one hit. This time he shot an energy blast out of his hand. Skulker held up a shield and it bounced off and hit Danny right in the chest. He fell out of the sky and landed on the path in front of Sam and Tucker who were watching with horror. Skulker never beat Danny. Nobody ever beat him.

"Danny!" Sam shrieked. He was out cold and was in his regular clothes again. She ran over to him and grabbed his wrist to feel for a pulse. It was there, but wasn't as strong as it was supposed to be.

"You are getting more and more pathetic ghost-child. I won't embarrass you by killing you now, but I'll be back."

Sam and Tucker watched as Skulker flew off.

"Tucker, help me with Danny. We have to get him home."

Tucker ran over and helped Sam carry Danny home. Luckily no one was home and they put hin on the couch. Sam went to get ice and Tucker put bandages on his chest. It wasn't to bad, but it had some nasty burns covering it.

"I know one thing," Sam said as she put the ice on his head, "this isn't going to help his memory."

A/N: Was that awful? I'm sorta running out of ideas, so I could use some help, please? Anyway, thanks for reading this far!