A/N: Wow, everyone seems to be liking this fic! Well, I'll try not to drone on and on this time. This chapter is a bit longer, so hopefully that'll make everyone happy! Oh, and if I should happen to not update right on time, it probably means that I was too busy during the day and thus didn't get a chance.

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Ch. 4: The Long Night Begins

It was dark. Most of the town residents were asleep already. Kim and Ron had made an unsuccessful trip to the secret estate outside of town, and now they were cutting across the park, heading back to the Fenton house.

"You know, I don't know why they call it a secret estate," Ron commented as they trudged across the quiet park. "You can see it from a mile away."

"Maybe," said Kim patiently, "it's because it was 5 miles from town and had a mailbox by the front drive claiming that the house belongs to a Mrs. Finklemeyer. I'm sure they think that no one would suspect it belongs to a multi-billionaire from Wisconsin." The teen hero was not in the best of moods. They had tried for several hours to get a hold of Vlad Masters, but apparently no one was home. Plus one of the security dogs had caught her off guard- a thing that rarely happened -and bitten a hole through one of her cargo pant-legs. She cringed slightly as Ron started rambling again.

"And, ya know, I still can't figure out how that barbed-wire fence managed to tear my shirt while I was standing 2 feet away from it…"

"Ron!" Kim interrupted, annoyed. "Can you please keep it down? You're going to wake up the whole neighborhood!"

Ron smiled in a care-free manner. "Relax, KP, we're in the middle of a park." He held his arms wide, gesturing at the emptiness of the place. "Who could be around at this time of night?"

Suddenly a glowing ball of green seared past them. The duo froze for a second. Then Ron's pants fell down. "Awww, man!" he complained, trying to pull the cargo pants back over his light-blue boxer shorts. "That thing burned right through my belt!" he announced, his voice indicating his feelings of righteous indignation.

Glancing at Kim, he realized that she was staring straight ahead and slightly upward, her eyes wide with shock. He waved a hand in front of Kim's face. "Hellooooo. KP? What's wrong?" Still staring, she raised her arm stiffly and pointed. As Ron turned to look, his jaw dropped. "Whooooaa…"

2 glowing figures were zipping through the air only 50 feet away. One was a white-haired boy in a black suit with white gloves, boots, and belt. The other was a giant green rodent with 3 long, whip-like tails, back-spikes, and 5-inch claws. Both were glowing and shooting what looked like green energy blasts at each other. The boy was flying in circles around the beast, shooting beams at it, while the creature slashed at him with its claws and shot more beams from its eyes. One of the beams hit the ghost boy in the chest; he fell to the ground, but instantly zoomed back up and continued his attack.

Kim had overcome her initial shock by now. Grabbing Ron's sleeve, she pulled him with her as she crept closer through the bushes. "Come on, Ron. Let's get a closer look."

Ron did not seem to care for this idea. "Um, KP, does it really seem wise to get closer to 2 fighting GHOSTS!" he whispered fiercely. He couldn't pull away from his friend because she was dragging him along by one wrist, and the other hand was still occupied with holding his pants up. "I could almost believe that she plans this stuff," the sidekick grumbled under his breath.

Kim continued to move forward. "If those are ghosts, they might know where the Fenton Portal is," she said calmly without turning. Soon they were only 10 feet away from the battle. Another green blast sped between them, burning a perfect hole through the bushes. Kim instinctively clamped her gloved hand over Ron's mouth to keep him from yelling.

As soon as she removed her hand, the blonde teenager whispered, "Hey! Use that Goo Gun thing that the weird Fenton guy gave us!"

"Good idea," she replied. Taking off her backpack, she rummaged through it and pulled out the silver metal gun. It was about the same size as her hairdryer grappling hook, except that the firing-barrel was block-shaped instead of cylindrical. (Curvy-edged)

As she raised it to shoot, she hesitated.

Ron was trying to hurry her. "Come on, KP, before we're fried!"

"But which one do I hit?" she asked uncertainly.

"Um, hello?" he replied, an 'isn't-it-obvious?' look on his face. "Use it on the one that looks like a giant mutated rat!"

"Oh. Right." She grinned sheepishly.

Suddenly there was a cry of pain, and the duo turned just in time to see the ghost boy crash to the ground less than 8 feet away. As the ghost rat was about to lunge on him, Kim jumped up, fired the Fenton Goo Gun at it, and ducked back down before she could be seen. The green ectoplasmic glob hit the monster in mid-jump, throwing it to the ground in a mess of sticky glue. The creature screamed in rage as it struggled against the sticky mess that was holding it down. The white-haired ghost boy stared in shock and surprise for a minute, then opened a thermos-shaped object and pointed it at the creature. A bright blue beam shot out onto the ghost rat, and it was quickly sucked into the cylindrical container. The ghost boy sighed with relief and slumped against a tree, exhausted.

"Man, this thing's getting full," Kim heard him mutter. She decided now was as good a time as any to show herself.

"What's getting full?" she asked aloud, stepping into view.

The ghost boy, who was only a few feet away, jumped. "Gaah!" he yelled in surprise as he turned and saw her. The arm that had been leaning against the tree suddenly went intangible and slipped through the tree, causing him to bock his head against the trunk. Kim couldn't resist a chuckle. "Do ya need some help there?" she asked good-naturedly.

He rubbed his head gingerly and then shook it vigorously, stammering, "No…I…uh…I gotta go!" He turned to fly away but then heard the teen hero's commanding voice.

"Hey! I have a few questions to ask you."

Groaning in frustration, he turned and started saying, "Look, I really don't have time for-" but stopped abruptly as he saw her pointing the Fenton Goo Gun at him.

"Do I have to use this on you, too?" the green-eyed girl asked calmly. "Or are you going to be friendly? I did just help you with that rat thing."

Sighing in resignation, the ghost boy held up his arms defensively. "Okay, okay, don't go crazy or anything."

Kim was staring at the thermos in his left hand. "Hey!" she said suspiciously. "Haven't I seen that thermos before?"

The ghost boy went wild-eyed with terror. "NO! Of course not!" he stammered lamely, once again trying to hide the strange device. Suddenly 2 light-blue rings appeared at his waist. One moved up his body and the other over his legs, and all of areas that the rings passed were reverted to normal clothing. "No, NO, NOT NOW!" the kid yelled frantically. Right as the blue ring was about to pass his head, he dove headfirst into the bushes.

"Hey!" Kim cried indignantly. "Get back here!" She leapt into the bushes after him. The leaves temporarily blinded her, but then she felt something by her hand and grabbed. Backing out of the shrubbery, she pulled the kicking and struggling form with her. She was rather surprised when she saw a normal white sneaker and blue pants on the leg she was gripping. Whoever she had was trying their hardest to pull away back into the shrubbery, but finally the red-haired teen managed to haul him out into the open. When the moonlight hit his face, Kim dropped his leg in surprise.

Leaning closer, she peered at his face to be sure. "Danny Fenton?" She stared at the raven-haired teen. Seeing the strange ghost-capturing device confirmed her suspicions, but she still couldn't believe it. "You're a – GHOST!"

Danny clapped his hand over her mouth without thinking. "SHHH!" he pleaded. "Not so loud!" Then he seemed to notice his hand and jerked it back apologetically. "Sorry."

Ron had finally made his way over, still holding his pants up. He gave Danny a wave with his free hand. "Hey, dude. Awesome moves up there!"

Both Kim and Danny gave him a strange look over his complete lack of surprise. Ron just shrugged. "Hey, I knew the guy was weird. This just sorta confirms it. Plus Rufus saw his eyes glow back at the lab." The naked mole rat, who had been napping in Ron's pocket, popped up and yawned, smiling proudly.

Danny gave Ron an annoyed look. "Did you have to call me a freak?" he mumbled sullenly.

Ron instantly looked apologetic. "Sorry, dude." Rufus climbed out of Ron's pants ran over to Danny, chattering comfortingly and patting the teen's scuffed pant leg. Danny grinned, and the he took the hand Kim had offered to help him up. "Eh, it's all right," he consented. "It's not like I didn't already know." Before he could say anything more, 2 figures suddenly burst through the tree line.

"Hey, Danny, sorry we're la-" Sam stopped abruptly as she saw the 2 strangers with her friend.

Tucker cut in with, "late…for…our stargazing club meeting!" He shrugged slightly as Sam shot him a strange look; it was the best he could come up with at the moment.

"Uh…yeah," Sam hesitantly agreed. "Danny, did you decide to bring some friends tonight?" she asked, glaring at him.

Danny sighed. "It's okay, guys. They know."

Before he could say anything else, Sam exploded. "They KNOW! How did they find out? I told you you needed to be more careful! What-"

"SAM!" Danny yelled. The ranting girl paused in surprise. "Look, could you let me explain?" he asked exasperatedly. Sam eyed him angrily, but she clamped her mouth shut and let him explain what had happened in the last 15 minutes. When he was done, Sam whirled on Kim.

"And what were you doing out here at this time of night?" she asked suspiciously.

Kim's mood had not improved much since this had all started, and she was trying very hard to hold her mounting temper as she answered the gothic teenager glaring at her. "We were coming back from investigating a possible lead on the stolen ghost portal when-"

"When we were almost fried by one o' those green ghost-beam things!" Ron interrupted enthusiastically. He turned to a rather embarrassed-looking Danny. "Do ya think you could show me how you do that?" he asked hopefully. The ghost-kid, however, was not listening to Ron. He was looking urgently at Kim, but before he could ask her something, Tucker jumped in and began pumping her hand.

"Wow, so you're Kim Possible," the techno-geek said excitedly. "I've read all about you on your website! Tucker Follie, at your service."

Sam grinned and said aloud, "Man, Tucker must really like you if he's willing to pledge his service to anyone besides himself." Danny, Ron, and Rufus snickered while Kim gave Tucker a pretty smile. "Nice to meet you, Tucker," she said cordially. "Now if you wouldn't mind giving back my hand…" Tucker instantly stopped shaking her gloved hand and stepped back, embarrassed.

Danny stepped in. "Kim, did you say you had a lead on the Ghost portal?" he asked urgently.

Kim nodded as she tucked some hair behind her ear. "Yeah, we found where Vlad Masters is staying, but we couldn't get a hold of anybody there."

"What!" The raven-haired teen cried. "You know where he is?" Kim was surprised by the angry look in Danny's light-blue eyes.

"Yes," she answered. "He's staying in a secret estate about 5 miles outside of town." She stuck a finger in his face warningly. "But we can't go in. There's no proof, besides that hair, that he's the one who stole it."

Danny stared at her in disbelief. "And that's not enough!" he exclaimed. "He's never been in our house in human-" Danny cut himself off abruptly as he realized what he had almost said. "Anyways," he said quickly, avoiding Kim's suspicious look, "I'm positive he's the one. And besides, they can't arrest a ghost for breaking and entering." The half-ghost teenager smiled mischievously, and his eyes turned a bright, glowing green.

Kim gave him a satisfied smile. "You've got a point." Turning to the rest of the little group, she stuffed the Fenton Goo Gun back into her backpack and swung it over her shoulder. "Okay, people," she said seriously. "I'm going to assume that no one here plans on staying behind." Sam and Tucker nodded resolutely. "Then we'd better get going. If that thing really does release ghosts, I'd like to get it back as soon as possible."

Ron groaned. "You mean we have to walk all the way back there?" he complained. "Why can't Wade ever invent some form of portable transportation?"

As if on queue, the Kimmunicator beeped from Kim's pocket. She whipped it out. "Go, Wade."

"How's the mission going so far?" the brown-skinned super genius asked cheerfully. Kim quickly filled him in, carefully avoiding the parts about Danny being half ghost. When she told him that they needed to get back to the estate ASAP, he grinned. "Great! I've been meaning to have you test something. Check your side pocket."

Kim opened the side pouch on her backpack and withdrew 2 strange metal objects that resembled rubix cubes. "Okay, now turn the 2 outer sections opposite each other," Wade instructed. Kim took the sides of one of the cubes and twisted them, one clockwise, one counterclockwise, around a third middle section. As the sides clicked into place, the cube suddenly began unfolding. Within a few seconds it had transformed into a skateboard-shaped platform; then a pole seemed to grow up out of one end and sprouted into a T-shaped handlebar. The device made a whirring sound and then rose until it was hovering 5 inches off the ground.

"Whoa!" Tucker goggled in awe. "Awesome! That's the coolest thing I've ever seen!"

Wade smiled proudly on the screen of the blue Kimmunicator. "Yep. My newest invention: portable hover-scooters. They're made of a super-compressed metal alloy; the whole thing is completely hollow, but that metal could withstand a direct hit by a bomb. Also, I made them long enough for 2 people, just in case."

"You rock, Wade," Kim told him, very pleased. Wade gave her a thumbs-up, and then the screen went blank as he broke the connection. Sticking the Kimmunicator back into her pocket, Kim turned to see that Ron had managed to successfully activate the second hover-scooter. He was now steering it around in a circle, simply pushing or pulling the handlebars in the direction he wanted to go in.

"Booyah!" he crowed. "Hey, I think I've got the hang of this!" As soon as he said this he lost control and ran into a tree, bonking his head against the trunk. Kim just rolled her eyes.

Sam helped Ron up from where he had fallen off the scooter. "Well, let's get going," the gothic girl said officiously.

Suddenly a problem occurred to Kim. "Wait," she said, sounding concerned, "there's only room for 4 people on these things, and there's 5 of us."

Danny grinned. "I think I can manage," the teenager said confidently. Stretching out his arms, he cried, "I'm going ghost!" The 2 blue rings appeared at his waist again. This time, the one moving up transformed his white t-shirt, blue eyes, and raven-black hair into a black shirt with a white collar, glowing green eyes, and snow-white hair; the other ring changed his blue pants and white sneakers into black pants with white boots and belt. His body seemed to be outlined by a white glow, and he levitated above the ground.

"Im-press-ive," Ron said admiringly. Kim nodded approvingly.

After arguing about who'd get to drive for 5 minutes, Kim and Sam got control of the scooters, with Ron on the back of Kim's and Tucker behind Sam, the boys holding onto theirfriends' shoulders for balance. Finally, the 2 hover-scooters zoomed off like Star Wars speeders towards the outskirts of town, a wispy-tailed ghost boy flying overhead.

A/N: I hope that wasn't to bad for you cliffie-haters. I'll try to keep the chapters long, but I may cut some in half just so I don't finish the story to quickly. Please continue to review, it makes me happy! Thanks! Riverfox237 signing off!