Okay…I've been typing all day! English and fics alike! Hopefully, I'll get some more sense in my fingers and stop screwing up! I swear…my brain is starting to hurt from all this writing! OK! New chappie! And BTW…I hope to finish this up in about 6 chapters and start on another ficc idea I've had!

"Hugh? Jack…okay, you can stop with the weird, creepy red eye thing. Please?" Annie hovered above the stage and tried to think rationally. 'If I was Danny Phantom, how would I beat Ember?'

Jack and Hugh attacked, throwing orange blasts of light at the other halfa, who dodged and feinted. Ember laughed below as her minions did her bidding.

'I could try the singing thing!' Annie thought desperately, as a shot of ectoplasm slammed into her torso and she was slammed to the side of a booth. 'But she's not using a microphone!' She glanced up and barely saw Hugh's blow before his fist knocked her head back.

"HA!" Ember shouted over the crowd, "What you don't know…will be your downfall!" She suddenly switched to an old song, a Beatles song. I want to hold your hand. "This is their generation!"

The crowd of people suddenly stopped what they were doing and began cheering for the ghostly rocker. The senior citizens were quickly entranced by the mesmerizing chords of sound.

"Using the Beatles to control people…that's a new low!" Annie screamed and fought her way into the sky, aiming directly for Ember's position, but she was swept out of the sky by a dark purple shot of ectoplasm. "JACK! STOP!"

Maybe it was time for a new tactic; Annie dropped through the crowd and the ground in an intangible mode, emerging invisible just behind Ember's back.

"TELL ME WHO YOU LOVE!" The rock star shouted over the eager cries of the crowd, dropping her guitar to her side.

"WE LOVE YOU EMBER!" They screamed back and Ember picked her guitar back up and strummed a chord.

Annie suddenly appeared, grinning like a maniac when the limp strings plopped like wet noodles against the body of the guitar. "Without your guitar, you're nothing!"

Ember hurriedly tightened the strings, but her next chord came out horribly off-key, and her new-found audience quickly lost their hypnotic gaze and wandered away. Jack shook his head as the red in his eyes vanished. "What?"

"GET THE BLOODY FENTON THERMOS!"

Ember looked up horrified, "Not the stupid thermos!"

Hugh came flying in, knocking Ember off her feet, and just as she stood back up, Jack sucked her into his thermos.

"Ahh…teamwork," Annie said with a smile, collapsing from her first "me vs evil ghost" fight.

"What? Teamwork?" Jack growled, "We were…still under hypnotic spell! Yeah!"

"Yeah," Hugh growled, glaring back at Jack, "And it's wearing off pretty fast…"

"Nice meeting you Jack!" Annie cried out as she dragged the black-haired halfa away from the stage.

The rest of the day was much less eventful than the morning, Annie won second place in a pie-eating contest, and Hugh bought a few kinds of specialty Wisconsin cheeses. They eventually headed to the Dairy Mansion at nightfall, but the halls were dark, dreary, and cold from two months of absence.

Hugh found the main light switches and opened up the west wing, found his guest enough blankets for the night and bid her a good sleep, with no early morning wake-up, and left for the labs.

At the lowest floor of the castle were the damp basements, which had been transformed into bleached rooms. The air was damp and there was almost no light except for Hugh's lantern. He stepped carefully around the new puddles that had grown in the damp atmosphere on the cold floor.

The last room held the most precious and valuable object in the entire house: a fully operational ghost portal. Hugh went ghost and flew into the portal.

"Oh dear…I'm alone…again." The woman with brilliantly orange hair sighed into her mug of hard cider. "All alone with no one to save my sorry soul." The beautiful Madeline Fenton squeezed her eyes shut as tears threatened to spill over.

"Please don't cry…" Maddie looked up and saw the boy floating over her head, his eyes wide with pity. "Please don't cry."

"GET AWAY!" She screamed and pulled out her nearest weapon, a miniaturized Fenton Pistol, the sadness in her eyes left as anger took its place, "You filthy ghost, GET AWAY!"

Hugh blocked the shots, "I'm not here to harm you, only please, please, don't do anything drastic…" he dropped his gaze, "Please…mother…don't do anything…"

She dropped the weapon, "Who are you? You look like…"

"I'm not Danny Fenton, or his son. You don't know me at all," Hugh dropped his head, "But even though your husband was killed by ghosts, we're not all bad, and those that you think are evil…aren't." He sighed, "We're just misunderstood."

There was a strange warmth that came over Maddie as the ghost-boy embraced her, a kind of warmth that wasn't physical, but when she opened her eyes, he was gone.

"Too close," Hugh growled as he emerged back through his own portal, "Way too close for comfort." But now he had let the secret begin its route to the light; events had been set in motion that could not be stopped.

The lantern he had brought to the lab had long since gone out, a ball of ectoplasmic energy lit the way to the first lab. The far wall swung around to reveal a secret room. Here were the results of his father's cloning experiments: formaldehyde preserved embryos; some were horrifically mutated, others' organs had failed for unknown reasons.

The final result dropped his hand to his side and stared at his undeveloped siblings.

Okay…so Vlad's kids are clones and Maddie is their mother…now you know why I never mentioned their mother before! cuz I just made all this stuff up EEEEEEEEE! But I can promise a great ending and stuff…