Wow, as always, thank you so much for the reviews! I am glad you like it. I wish I had more time to work on it, though. This story is mainly my stress relief, so I add to it when I have time and when I need to vent- thus it will probably be much longer.

In regards to questions, Da Rulez don't say anything about halfas, since not even Jorgen had previously heard they existed.

Anti-fairies, huh? What a great idea, Zelda-Rules! I hadn't considered it before, but now I know just how to incorporate them. Maybe I'll try it in a later chapter. Let me know any other ideas you may have that I may be able to use. THANKS!

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"Uh, my excuse, Jazz?" Danny said as he gritted teeth. He knew Skulker had to be close by, but he also had to convince his sister that nothing was wrong so she would leave. She gave him an impatient look as he tried to search for the right thing to say. "Umm..." he attempted to come up with a quick excuse when Timmy did it for him.

"Okay, I'll admit it. I thought I saw a ghost, so I looked up your number and called Danny to come over right away with the Fenton Thermos. I told him it was an emergency," the small boy told her. Sam and Tucker caught on quickly.

"Yeah, and we saw Danny running over, so we thought we'd help him out," Tucker said as he held up the thermos, which wasn't too far from the truth. "After all, he doesn't use this thing too often, and I thought I'd be able to help him figure it out. You know me and technology..."

"Yeah," Sam added. "Luckily we didn't even need to use it." She looked around, obviously worried that Skulker might appear any moment. She also didn't like lying; she had already done it once today and knew they used the thermos on a regular basis.

"A ghost?" Jazz asked slightly surprised. (Not really)

"Yeah. Danny had shown us that thermos thingy in the basement and said how it supposedly sucks up ghosts, and I thought he'd be able to bring it over and take care of it for me." Timmy replied.

"Well," Jazz answered as she thought about what she had just been told. "This is just great. The kid hears about what my parents do, and now he is imagining ghosts. He'll probably have nightmares for weeks. It's amazing what a little talk about ghosts will do to the fragile psyche of a child."

"Hey, I just happen to be ten, and rarely have nightmares!" Timmy said in a huff. Jazz looked up and realized she had muttered her previous thoughts aloud even though she hadn't meant to. A thought then flashed into her head. Does he know what Danny is?

"Sorry Timmy, I just-" she paused as two pink and green squirrels caught her eye. They were right next to the buck-toothed boy's feet, and seemed to be perfectly at home among their little group. They each happily sat as they nibbled on acorns and seemed unfazed by the fact that humans were close enough to step on them. "Those are the weirdest squirrels I have ever seen. I've never seen them so mellow around people- or with that unique coloration for that matter. It can't be natural," she assumed. "That pink one looks kind of fat, too," she added. The pink squirrel stopped chewing and glared at the girl, who didn't notice. The green one covered its mouth to keep from laughing.

"Oh, I guess they just like us," Timmy said hesitantly as Sam tried to divert her attention.

"I just knew that AXION facility outside of town was harming the environment by discharging toxic chemicals into the surrounding environment. Now we have proof that the genetic material of wild animals is being adversely affected. Let's start a riot! Sam balled up her fist and punched the air in false anger. She also saw a wisp of blue mist escape from Danny's mouth.

"Wow, I'll help you out Sam," Jazz said. "Let me just go pick up the bagels down the street. I'll be right back after I bring them home." Jazz turned to go and started to resume her escapade to the bakery, but saw a red mist out of her peripheral vision. Before she had even turned back around, she heard four bodies fall to the ground. She spun around and saw her brother, his two best friends, Timmy, and the two squirrels unconscious as they lay sprawled on the sidewalk. "Oh my gosh!" she yelled. "Wake up you guys! What on earth just happened?"

She ran back to the group when a huge figure suddenly appeared, hovering in the air, looking down at them. He was holding the sphere that Danny had dropped after he had used it on Jorgen, and it was spraying the searing red mist down onto them. He had a metal complexion, fiery green hair, a ghostly aura, and more gadgets than a normal human could possibly carry. He turned off the 'sprayer' once it had briefly made the kids pass out, and landed on the ground as he eyed his prey. Jazz froze in both fear and surprise.

"NOW at last, I have you, ghost child!" he said as he looked at the unconscious boy, completely ignoring his sister who stood frozen on the spot. "You have eluded me for the last time, and Plasmius will be quite pleased." He went to fire Crocker's net at Danny, when his 'fairy detector' started beeping and pointed at the two squirrels. The egg-beater antennas started spinning madly. "Huh?" he said slightly confused, but then realized the fairies must have changed shape, and were really the squirrels. "Pink and green! Of course, what luck- catching them too!" he exclaimed and picked up the squirrels, who were already starting to stir, and trapped them in the netting as he shot a small amount of it at them out from the mini cannon which unfolded out of his armor. "Now, for you, child..." he turned to Danny.

Jazz realized she had to do something. Summoning the bravery she had exhibited when she faced Penelope Spectra at school, she reached into her purse and pulled out the all-too-familiar device which resembled a small firearm. "Excuse me, but you'd best step away from my brother or I'll peel your very essence into oblivion, including that ridiculous armor of yours." She stared menacingly and determined as she held up the Fenton Peeler and aimed it at the hunter.

"What?" he asked.

"You heard me!" She pressed the button which activated the invention, and a protective metal suit formed around her, which seemed to have unfolded out of the gun-like device as it closed around her. She stood unyielding and ready.

"Ahh!" Skulker shrieked as he realized she wasn't bluffing. He had learned about this device when he saw Spectra back in the Ghost Zone after Jazz had used it against her. It had peeled away many layers of Spectra's ghostly essence, leaving an old, withered woman in its wake. If Jazz hadn't stopped, there would have eventually been nothing left of her. Skulker cringed when he thought about what would happen if Jazz used it against him.

The hunter backed away from Danny who was starting to wake up, as were Sam and Tucker. "Uh yes, of course," he said uneasily as he hid the squirrels behind his back. "I'll be back, though." He flew off with them in tow and pulled out yet another device, complements of Vlad Plamius. It allowed him to return instantly to the ghost zone, to the place where Vlad's portal opened into. He flipped a switch and instantly vanished.

"Whew!" Jazz said as she pressed the button again and the Fenton Peeler returned to its original state as the suit disappeared. Jazz placed the instrument back into her purse. (She had started carrying it around since the incident back at school) She looked at Danny, and pondered. "Ghost boy, huh?" she said under her breath as his eyes opened. Tucker and Sam soon awoke, as well. (A/N: How nobody else noticed any of this is beyond me, and it's still only morning of the second day!)

"What happened?" Tucker said faintly.

"You guys all fainted," Jazz answered. "But then just woke up."

Sam sat up, held her head, and groaned. "What a headache," she said.

Danny sat up and saw his sister smiling contentedly, with a slight glimmer in her eye. He knew what had happened as far as the mist went, since Skulker had already used the strange spray against him once before. But then why were they still here, and what was Jazz smiling about?

"TIMMY, there you are!" a very concerned looking Tootie cried in her shrill voice as she opened the door to the house. Timmy woke up quickly, sat up, and gripped his head as he groaned. "Hi Tootie," he replied solemnly.

The girl then noticed the teenagers as they stood up. "Hey guys!" she shouted. "I thought I was the only person who liked sleeping on the front lawn. I do it all the time at home, but mostly to escape my big sister."

"Cute," Sam muttered.

"Hey FENTON! What are you and the rest of the geek squad doing in my front yard?" the whiny voice of Dash called to the boy, who was still in his pajamas. He romped out of the house, with his fists clenched. "You look much better today, Fentino. I haven't seen any busses, either. I'd say I owe you twice the daily beating, since I gave you yesterday off." Danny cringed and prepared to run as Vicky followed her cousin outside.

"Yeah, we'll have to remedy that unnaturally quick recovery, dork," she added to Dash's unfriendly sentiment. "Hey, we can put them all in a fun box!"

"What's a fun box?" Dash asked.

"Oh, the twerp knows," Vicky answered with an evil look in her eye. Timmy anxiously looked around for his godparents.

"Achem," Jazz said and the two bullies looked at her as if she had rudely interrupted a very important conversation. "You will not touch my brother, unless you want me to stop tutoring you. Even though it is the summer, you still need a lot of help, unless you want to be stuck in high school much longer than everyone else will be, Dash" she declared.

Dash understood her reasoning and backed away. "Yeah, alright." He turned to Danny and sneered. "But hear me Fenton, your sister won't always be here to fight your battles for you!" He grabbed his football and he and Vicky walked off to the schoolyard to continue the football game with everyone else from yesterday. As they left, the unmistakable sound of 'ice cream truck' music could be heard approaching, but no one paid it much mind.

Danny couldn't help but feel deep gratitude towards his sister for standing up for him against the bully that was constantly ruining his life. He was slightly angry with Dash's comment, however. If only he really knew... He smiled at his sister, and looked at his wristwatch. He was amazed that it was still earlier than 10:00 AM, despite all that had already occurred today. "Thanks, Jazz," he said.

"No problem, Danny. Now go put some real clothes on," she told him. "Don't listen to what that jerk said."

"Yeah."

Suddenly, Tucker jumped up. "SuhWEET!" he yelled as he saw the ice cream truck coming towards them. "I've never seen one come by this early! Hey, maybe it'll stop here!" he started flailing his arms hoping he'd be noticed.

"Tucker, do you honestly ever think about anything besides food and technological gadgets?" Sam asked.

"Sure I do, what about all the video games we play?"
"I'd put that under 'technological gadget' category," she answered.

"Oh."

"I still think you guys should wait until later, but who am I to argue? You do what you want," Jazz stated.

"YAY, ice cream!" Tootie yelled. She had been smothering poor Timmy with another big hug, and as soon as she released her grip, he gasped for air. (He had started to turn blue) "I'm going to go ask mommy if I can get some too! I'll be right back Timmy," she called as she ran into the house. The truck stopped right in front of the group and the side window opened.

Timmy's eyes grew wide as he saw the man inside. "CROCKER!" he yelled.

"Hello, Turner," the crazy teacher said. He was wearing the same clothes he normally did, but now sported a paper dairy hat. "I am not going to return to Dimmsdale without A FAIRY, and since yours always seem to slip out of my grasp, I'll simply just catch myself a different one. Then everyone will see that I'm NOT CRAZY!"

Timmy looked around for his godparents again, but they were no where to be seen. At least, they aren't here, but I wonder where they went, he thought. "He's crazy," he whispered to Jazz.

"No kidding," she said, then faced Crocker. "What are you talking about?" she asked. "And how do you know Timmy?"

Crocker didn't answer, but held up his own net-shooting cannon and aimed it out the truck. "Did that ghost really think I wouldn't have an extra supply of my own netting? He couldn't take it all from me, DENZEL CROCKER!" the man cackled to himself just loud enough that everyone could hear, even though he was talking to himself.

Danny recognized the type of cannon immediately, but before he could do anything, the man fired it at him, and it wrapped around the boy, knocking him to the ground. He yelped in surprise as he was quickly reeled into the truck and the window slammed shut. The truck then transformed into the black van it had been before, and everyone stood astonished.

"Danny!" everyone (including Jazz) yelled. No one could believe what had just happened. Sam and Tucker tried to open the door, and Jazz heard the engine start. She would not let anyone take her little brother- especially some crazed kidnapper. Without thinking about her own personal safety and acting purely on adrenaline, she leapt onto the back of the truck and held onto the back doors as it accelerated and sped away, grasping on for dear life.

"Come on! We have to tell Mr. and Mrs. Fenton what happened!" Sam said and they ran to their friend's house.

Oh no, Timmy thought. I have no idea why Crocker thinks Danny's a fairy, but I have to do something right away. "Hey Cosmo, Wanda! Crocker's gone, and you don't have to hide anymore. Come on out." He waited the few moments it usually took them to reappear in front of him, but they did not. "Guys?" Still nothing happened. "Oh no!" he suddenly remembered Skulker. Had he captured his godparents? He looked around some more, and his theory became more realistic when they were nowhere to be found. Unfortunately, he couldn't remember anything that would help. "This is terrible!" he cried and ran off to find Sam and Tucker, since they were the only ones who probably could help him.

"Hey, where'd the ice cream man go?" Tootie asked as she stepped out from the house clutching some money in her hand that her mother had given to her. A bit disappointed, she noticed Timmy running down the street, then he turned a corner. "Hey Timmy, wait up for me!" she called as she ran after him, but he didn't hear her.

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Is that a good enough cliffhanger? Let me know what you thought about this part. It is always appreciated! (I kind of think the plot is coming together nicely, even though I didn't really plan it out!)