Sorry I haven't updated this in a while- I've been extremely busy. So, I regret the shortness of this chapter, but figured I should write something anyway. I hope you like it!

A new voice in the Baxter household woke Timmy from a relatively uneventful midsummer night's dream the following morning. Of course, "uneventful" by now signified anything but, except the ghosts and werewolves in Timmy's mind dissipated as the small boy opened his eyes and the light shining in through the window temporarily blurred his vision. He rubbed his eyes, and for once realized that Tootie wasn't standing somewhere near him. Looking around, he noticed his godparents had already awakened and were swimming in their bowl, waiting for him to get up. It seemed like such a normal, summer morning. He wondered if everything that had happened in the past two days was all a dream, but then he realized he still wasn't in his own house when the bed was not his own.

"Well you finally woke up, Champ," Wanda said happily as she 'poofed' into her fairy form and then with another wave of her wand, Timmy was wearing a clean pair of clothes. (He had collapsed from exhaustion the night before and hadn't even bothered getting changed.)

"Thanks Wanda, he said as he heard the voice again downstairs. Timmy couldn't make out everything the new man was saying, but he figured it must be Dash's father's friend that he was talking about the previous night.

"Are you going to go to Danny's house again today?" Cosmo asked.

"How can I not?" Timmy answered. Suddenly, the door shot open, but it was neither of the people he was dreading to see. Timmy shot a glance at his godparents, who had quickly changed into pink and green bedsheets.

"There you are dear!" Vicky's mom poked her head through the door. "Everyone is downstairs, Timmy. You are welcome to meet Ray; I bet you'll like him a lot. He's a nice guy."

"Yippee," Timmy said solemnly as he dragged himself downstairs. The man's words became more understandable as the boy approached, and Timmy realized that he was telling a story. Tootie, who seemed utterly enamored by the way she looked at him, was intent on listening to the large man. For once, she didn't notice when Timmy entered the room. He sighed. It was an odd feeling to suddenly not have her chasing after him. He also noticed Dash and Vicky sitting at the table, who also seemed very interested in what he was telling them.

"And so, there were only two minutes remaining in the last quarter, and it didn't look good for us…" Ray was saying with a glint in his eye as Timmy came in. He was obviously enjoying telling the story. "Hey, another kid! Want to hear a story of how we won at the Superbowl? Hey, is that a baseball hat? You'd better take it off, kid."

"Uh… sorry?"

"Nah, just kidding," the man laughed as he extended a large, muscular hand to Timmy and offered to shake. "I'm Ray Nitchky. Nice to meet ya, kid. Perhaps you've heard of me?"

"Uh… not really, but I think Mr. Baxter did mention you yesterday. I guess I have a short attention span, and wasn't really paying attention. But I'm Timmy and it's nice to meet you too."

"Aw, that's okay. I was actually just telling your friends here about football. It's what I know a lot about. I was a Green Bay Packer back in the day."

"That's nice," the boy said as he yawned.

"Don't you get it?" Vicky howled. "This guy was one of the greatest players in history! Even I wouldn't want to get in his way!"

"Yeah," Dash continued. "He's an awesome dude- don't go belittling the name of Nitchky."

"So what do you say now, twerp?" Vicky asked raising a fist.

"Eep! Wow, you are sooo cool, Mr. Nitchky!" Timmy replied with a look of fear on his face.

"You don't have to make him say I'm cool or anything, though I am," Ray said to himself with a chuckle. "You kids are troopers, if I do say so myself."

"Well Ray here and I go way back," Mr. Baxter said as he slapped ray on the shoulder in a friendly manner. "He taught me everything I know about the greatest sport in the world."

These people seem a bit obsessed with football, Timmy thought to himself. It's just a game, isn't it? "Well as much as I'd love to stay and listen to every detail of your glorious victory, I really have to go," Timmy said aloud and rushed out the door, grabbing his green jacket and watch, even though it was very hot out already. Tootie watched after him, knowing where he was going. She was afraid they might run into another ghost, but as Ray continued telling his story, she figured she would go keep an eye on him later.

"HOLD IT!" Vicky yelled. "You're going to sit here and listen to his story whether you want to or not!"

"Uh, he doesn't have to- " Ray started.

"Shut it!" Vicky commanded, but then backed down once she realized who she was talking to.

"Uh, okay, but I have to go to the bathroom first," he said anxiously as he ran back upstairs. "I wish I was invisible," he said once he got there, and his godparents granted his request. The boy quietly walked out of the house, though Dash did notice the front door open and close. He didn't say anything, and figured it must have been the wind.

As Timmy arrived at the Fenton household, the family was already up and about. In the basement, Maddie and Jack were running tests by having Danny do various things in his ghost form. Each thing seemed more impressive then the last.

"Ooh, ooh!" Jack exclaimed like an excited child. "Fly again! Fly again!" Danny rolled his eyes.

"Jack, stop it," Maddie said as she poured two carefully-measured glowing solutions together into a beaker. "I can't work on Danny's antidote with you talking so loudly."

"Aw, mom. Do I have to take an antidote? What about Vlad?"

"Your father and I will handle him, honey. I just want you to be back to normal. I'll even get to work on Hans's once he wakes up."

"Why don't you make some for Vlad too?" Jazz asked as she came downstairs.

"Because I want to shoot him with the Fenton Bazooka!" cried Jack.

"Because," Maddie corrected, "Everyone's genetic blueprint is different, and I'd have to play around to find the right dosage for him, or it won't work. It could not do anything if there isn't enough, or it might kill his human side if there is too much. I doubt he'd let me test it on him."

Danny's eyes widened at the thought of getting too much for himself, but relaxed, knowing that his mother would never let him take it if she wasn't sure it was measured exactly right. He sighed, then gasped as a pink mist escaped his mouth.

"What the heck was that?" Jack asked confusedly.

"We have a guest," Danny said and headed upstairs.

Timmy had just passed through the Anti-ghost shield surrounding the house and was about to knock on the door and try to scare Danny by playing an invisible trick on him for fun. However, the door opened before he even knocked.

"Hey Timmy," Danny said looking straight at him, his eyes were faintly glowing green.

"Hey, no fair! You can see me, can't you?" Timmy whined, but in a joking tone.

"Of course I can," Danny replied. "Why don't you wish yourself visible before my parents come up here and find out your biggest secret too." Timmy nodded and wished himself visible, and it was granted.

"Oh hi, Timmy," Maddie said as she came upstairs, just missing his 'appearing' act. Danny and Timmy jumped. "Oh I didn't mean to scare you, but since you're here, I am going to have to ask you to not say anything about this, well you know, situation with ghosts and werewolves. We already have a pesky reporter up our tails and I don't want anyone else knowing. Vlad may even take the public's hysteria and turn it to his advantage somehow."

"You don't have to worry about me, Mrs. Fenton." Timmy said.

"And we won't tell anyone else either," Sam and Tucker said as they stood at the open front door.

"Hey guys," Danny said. "Come on in." No sooner had they entered the living room, Hans walked sleepily down the stairs, fully dressed.

"I just wanted to apologize for yest- "he started but was interrupted by Maddie.

"No problem Hans. Just make yourself at home."

"You are too kind, but I really must be going," he said looking out the window.

"Can I drive you home?" Jack asked, coming up from the basement.

"I actually have a ride," Hans said pointing out the window. A girl and a boy eerily identical to Hans were making their way up the path, eying the house suspiciously. "I called my girlfriend Cherie, and my brother yesterday from your phone, and they said they could pick me up this morning."

Maddie opened the door and invited them in. "Don't worry, you can walk right through the shield," she said as they stared questioningly at the glowing barrier. They hesitantly entered.

"Hey guys!" Hans said happily, as he gave his twin brother Franz a hug and pecked a kiss on Cherie's cheek.

"Hans, we have been so worried about you for the past week! Where have you been?" Cherie asked, obviously concerned.

Hans tried to reassure her. "I vas captured by a ghost hunter and held as an 'attraction' in a zoo in the spirit vorld."

"Oh my god-" Cherie started. By now, she would believe any paranormal stuff Hans told her; she and Franz had been the only two who knew Hans's secret.

"But these people saved me," he said, motioning to the group.

"So they know your secret too?" Franz said quietly.

"Yes, but I trust they'll keep it safe."

"I thought I saw a full moon last night," Cherie interrupted. "Did anything, um, happen?"

"Nothing too terrible," Danny said approaching them.

"Yeah, nothing a good night's rest couldn't cure," Jazz added coming into the room.

"These kind people took care of me," Hans said, introducing them all.

"Well we can't thank you enough," Franz and Cherie said after pleasantries had been exchanged.

"Can I invite you to stay for breakfast?" Maddie asked.

"Well that's very kind, but I think we should be going," Franz said motioning for Hans to follow. Suddenly, Danny felt a familiar shiver and blue mist escaped his mouth. Fortunately, only Sam and Tucker saw it.

"- well in that case, I'd like to take some fur and blood samples so I could work on an antidote for you," Maddie said. Hans looked up curiously.

"You mean you vould be villing to do that for me?"

"Of course. Just come downstairs for a sec and I'll take care of everything."

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Cherie asked hesitantly. "What if something goes wrong?"

"Well Jack and I are scientists and take every precaution when doing our research with the paranormal."

"Bonzai!" Jack called from the basement, followed by the sound of a small explosion, undoubtedly from some new invention he was working on.

"I mean I take all necessary precautions. You needn't worry guys." Maddie reassured them. "I am also working on an antidote for Danny's condition, if you know what I mean." Cherie and Franz gave puzzled looks, but Hans looked at Danny and nodded.

The group made their way back downstairs; the smoke of Jack's invention was still in the air, and Hans's astute sense of smell picked up on it immediately.

"I'm okay!" Jack said.

"Now this will only take a sec, Maddie said as she gathered some supplies, when suddenly the Fenton Portal came to life, much to the surprise of Franz and Cherie.

"That's just a portal that opens into the world of the dead," Tucker said to calm them down. Sam slapped him on the head.

Jack slammed his thumb down on the genetic lock, but it had no effect as a huge hulk of a beast emerged from it, glowing and furry.

"Wulf!" Danny exclaimed happily.

"Ahh! It's the ghost from school!" Cherie, Franz, and Danny's parents said at the same time. Maddie and Jack picked up their weapons, but Danny, San and Tucker jumped in front of them. (A/N: Cherie and Franz also go to Casper High if you didn't read it before)

"Ah! Mi amikos! Kiel vi as?" the hulking creature asked in the language he was most fluent, Esperanto. He gave them each a slobbering lick of affection, and Danny, Sam and Tucker gave him a hug back.

"We're fine, and you?" Tucker asked. He could somewhat understand what the looming wolf ghost was saying. Everyone in the room who hadn't met him were extremely confused.

"Good," Wulf said in English. (He did know a little)

"Sounds like you've been practicing," Sam said happily.

"Yes amikos, my friends. But I came to warn you about Plasmius. El malo fantom potenca."

"What about Plasmius?" the entire room save for Cherie and Franz asked in unison.

"Well Walker was after me again. I was on the run, and I didn't want to be put back into el karcero. I was hiding, when I heard Plasmius appear before Walker and tell him his plans for you, Danny.

"What can you tell me?" The teen asked.

"All I heard is that he is planning a huge invasion with every ghost in the ghost zone. He will blackmail you and your mom to go with him or else he will unleash them all into the living world. He also said something else about you that I couldn't quite make out; it wasn't very clear. Vole v vin! Militi dangera!"

"Oh my- " Jack started. "Are you sure?"

"Do you dare doubt me!" The wolf ghost snarled, baring his fangs and huge claws. "I didn't come all this way, through ilpordo to lie to you. Danny Phantom is my friend."

"Well he'll never get his way!" Danny fumed.

"What can we do?" Jazz asked.

"We have to organize a rebellion!" Maddie said. Find people to fight. We have to convince everyone in the world what is going on!"

"Heh- good luck," Jazz said sarcastically. "I am sure they'll believe us."

"That's the spirit, Jazz!" Jack said happily.

Jazz rolled her eyes. "I was joking, dad."

"Well we can't fight every ghost alone," Danny thought aloud.

"I'll be willing to fight with you," Wulf said.

"Well there's one," Sam said, here eyes seemed worried.

"We'll fight too," Franz and Cherie said. "And we have no idea what is going on anyway, or who Danny Phantom is."

"Well since I've been on a roll with revealing secrets, I'm Danny Phantom," Danny said. Franz and Cherie still looked confused, but Danny left it at that.

"And me too, though I doubt I'll be much help," Hans said.

Wulf turned towards Hans, and his eyes widened, and then he smiled mysteriously. "You and I are similar, friend. Do not be afraid." He approached the boy, who cautiously stood his ground.

"Vhat… vhat are you doing!" Hans asked as Wulf extended his sharp claws and raised his massive paw. It looked like he was going to take a slice out of him.

"What's going on?" Cherie asked Franz, and then both raced over to try to help Hans. Hans jumped back out of fear, but Wulf just grabbed him and held him in the air. Danny wasn't sure what he was going to do- he had seemed so friendly in the past. Why was Wulf doing this now? As Hans was struggling to escape, he planted his feet firmly and transformed into Danny Phantom. After the two blue energy rings appeared and dissipated, he flew up in the air, prepared to defend Hans at all costs. However, Wulf swung his arm and the claws sliced right through Hans before Danny could get there.

"Hans!" Everyone cried and ran over to the boy who Wulf had just dropped onto the ground. Cherie and Franz were the first ones at his side.

"Why did you do that?" Maddie screamed at Wulf as the group surrounded Hans. Jack grabbed the Fenton Bazooka and aimed it at the ghost. Danny flew up to fight him, as well when everyone realized that Hans had not been injured at all. He sat on the floor as if nothing had happened. The claws had passed right through his heart as if they had not existed in the first place. He looked questioningly at Wulf.

"Vhat did you do?" he asked.

Timmy looked hesitantly at his watch and jacket, whose eyes had now moved to the sleeve right above Wanda. "Guys, what happened?" he asked them.

"I don't think Wulf was trying to hurt Hans, but I don't know what the purpose of that was," Wanda said.

"Ahh! That was really scary!" Cosmo exclaimed just loud enough for Timmy to hear him.

"You'll thank me the next time the moon is full...," Wulf said and winked.

"You mean…"

"Yup, pretty much." Wulf turned to the group who had backed down their attack. "Sorry to scare you, I should have warned you first. Now I must go and help you round up some more ghosts to help you fight. Sini y sancon mi amikos! We'll meet again." He then disappeared back into the Ghost Zone.

"Thanks, Wulf!" Hans said and turned to Maddie. "I guess I won't be needing that antidote anymore, Mrs. Fenton."

In a small café in downtown Amity, two reporters were sipping coffee and picking at pancakes.

"So what can you tell me about the ghosts?" the female asked her companion.