Knowing that there were two different armies that both wanted his powers made Danny nervous enough, but the fact that he barely had any of his powers at all made him more nervous. All he had now was the power to go invisible, go through solid objects and have his ghost sense only made things worse. Why did the ghosts want his powers when he only had the worse of them all?
Feeling great insecurity, Danny once again brought all of hid dad's equipment into school for defensive purposes. He did his best to hide them, knowing that if anyone other than Sam or Tucker saw them, he'd be in deep trouble.
Later on in Lancer's class, Lancer was handing back the test on Romeo and Juliet. Danny's heart was pounding when he was getting it back, and as Lancer read the names of all the students on the paper he was handing back, Danny's heart only started to beat faster and harder. It was beating to the point where Danny thought it could come up his throat.
"Fenton…" Lancer said, looking at Danny's graded test.
Danny perked up, but the look on Lancer's face told him that he wasn't going to like the score. Lancer placed the test face down on Danny's desk, and when Danny flipped it over to see what score he got, he was devastated.
"A 42!" Danny shrieked loud enough so that everyone in the class turned to him. Danny put his arm on the desk and covered his face in it. He felt like he could just explode now in rage and fury.
"Mr. Fenton, remember that I am allowing you to take a make-up on that test," Lancer reminded him. "And if you get a higher score, I will get rid of the 42."
Danny couldn't even look at Lancer. He just lifted his head up and slouched in his chair. When he did that, his pocket widened and one of the ghost fighting weapons came falling out of his pocket. It looked like a fake, plastic gun, but it was really a ghost ray that could temporarily freeze a ghost in its tracks.
"Mr. Fenton, what's this?" Lancer said, bending down to pick it up. Danny's heart sank. First he got a failing grade on his test, and now Lancer found the ghost weapon that Danny was carrying for protection. "Is this some toy? You know it's against school rules to bring a weapon to school, even if it's a fake."
"You don't understand!" Danny said. "You see, it was an…uh, well, it was actually, uh…"
"Enough!" Lancer said. "According to the Student Handbook you signed, bringing a fake weapon to school is punishable by detention. Mr. Fenton, I will see you at 2:30."
Danny was so furious now, he wanted nothing more than to just take his anger and frustration out on the next person to give him trouble. His body temperature seemed to rise and his pulse seemed to skyrocket as anger and hatred started running through his blood.
When 2:30 came, Danny walked into Lancer's class again, ready to sit and do nothing until 4:00. Of course, that was only what Danny was expecting. (and by this point in the story, you should know that nothing of what Danny has expected has actually happened)
After sitting in detention for about twenty minutes, Lancer said he had to get up and go to the front office so he could make some photocopies of handouts everyone would need for tomorrow. No sooner did Lancer leave the room did Danny's ghost sense go off.
Danny turned around, and saw a ghost coming through the walls. The ghost was lucky that Danny was the only one sitting there in the room.
"Ah, the Ghost Boy," said the ghost as he walked towards Danny. "Finally, we can speak in private."
"Who are you!" Danny demanded, clenching his fist and ready to go ghost at any given moment.
The ghost chuckled. He was wearing dark armor and had white slits for eyes. His cape was holding completely still with no wind blowing around.
"I am Myrus," the ghost said, "Leader of the Maldums."
"Myrus?" Danny said. "Those other two ghosts…Raschenda and Vundeter…they told me about you! Were you the one hooked up to that computer when we went into your base the other day?"
"Yes," Myrus answered. "Have Raschenda and Vundeter told you enough yet?"
"Only enough to make me want to avoid you the best I can!" Danny said with an obvious tone of violence in his voice.
"Calm down, Ghost Boy," Myrus said. "Anything those two Escerons told you is a lie."
"The Escerons?" Danny asked, now confused.
"Yes. Raschenda and Vundeter, the two highest ranked members of the Esceron army. And you fought my friend, Cobaark. He and I are the leaders of the Maldum army."
"So, I take it you guys are the ones fighting against each other in the war?" Danny said.
"That is correct," Myrus said. "And we need your help in order to win the war."
"You guys look like bad news," Danny said. "And I'm not exactly putting my trust into those Escer-uh-whatever people either! You guys can win the war yourself and leave me out of this!"
"You don't understand," Myrus said. "If we win the war, we can stop all of your enemy ghosts from attacking you. You'll finally have the peace of mind you deserve."
Danny's eyes widened and a small "hmmm?" came through his closed mouth. "Okay, you got my attention. If it means I won't have to fight any more ghosts, then I'm listening."
"Splendid!" Myrus said with a small crossing his dark face. "Come, let me take you to the Maldum base."
"What?" Danny said. "I can't do that! Do you have any idea how angry Lancer will be if he sees I'm gone?"
"You can tell him you were in the bathroom when you come back," Myrus suggested. "Now, come with me."
Myrus grabbed Danny's arm forcefully, and they both disappeared out of the classroom and into a dark room. The room was completely empty, with the exception of Danny and Myrus. There was a small window, and when Danny went to look out the window, he saw that he was very high in a castle-like place overlooking the farthest reaches of the Ghost Zone. Danny gasped, and he almost heard an echo to it.
"So, Ghost Boy," Myrus started.
"Look, how many times do I have to say this? My name isn't 'Ghost Boy', it's Danny!"
"My apologies," Myrus said rather bluntly. "Danny. You see, my vision is to create a war free world, where we can all be one giant force that looks out for one another. We don't want to hurt anyone and we don't want to ruin anyone's lives. We want to help them."
"How?" Danny said. "Isn't going to war wrecking lives and all that stuff, because it's sure as heck ruining mine!"
"Listen," Myrus said, seemingly ignoring every thing Danny just said. "The Escerons, Raschenda, Vundeter and all their troops…they don't want us as leaders. They want to fight us because they would want the power all to themselves. They don't believe in a world where everyone can live peacefully, and they're fighting us to obstruct our path in creating that world."
"How is that going to keep all those ghosts from attacking me?" Danny asked, now paying full attention to Myrus.
"If all the ghosts work as one, then there would be no need to fight you, would there?" Myrus said, "everyone would be working together, not fighting."
"I…I guess," Danny said.
"But, in order to do that, we need you," Myrus said. "If we have your great power, then we can beat the Escerons in this war and my ideal world will be complete. All we need is you. What do you say?"
Danny stammered. He was confused now. He didn't know who to trust; the Raschenda and Vundeter, or Myrus and Cobaark?