Hey guys, Sparkling Patronus here with chapter two. Thanks a ton for the reviews you guys, I really appreciate your feedback. I'll just take a second to respond.

SamuraiSirius: Glad you enjoyed the first chapter

Shadow49: Glad you like it, hope you'll keep enjoying future chapters

phoneixwinds07: Glad you think so. Originally I had the first part of the story done in just one chapter, but it was so rushed and confusing when I read it over that I stretched it out more.

Jillie chan: Hey. Sorry dude, but first of all, I already have the first fifteen chapters of the fic written out. Also, the whole idea if that I wanted to make Danny phantom fit into the storyline of the game. Don't worry though, very little of the storyline is actually the same as the game, and I've actually cut out all of the worlds that would end up the same as they were in the game. Thanks for you review, I'm glad you like the story.

wishing for rain: Glad you think so, they're my two favorites too :)

OK, before I post this chapter, just thought I'd let you know that I've cut a total of four of the Disney worlds, leaving four of them in the fanfic. All of other worlds like Traverse Town were left in. This was to take out any worlds that wouldn't have had any storyline that was relative to this fic. So in this fanfiction, just pretend that the cut worlds do not exist.

OK, enjoy the chapter!

Danny reached the front door of his house and rang the doorbell several times, just to annoy his sister, who couldn't stand the shrill sound.

Just as he suspected, she yanked the door opened with an annoyed expression on her face and said, "Do you have to do that? I heard you the first time you rang it"

"I know," said Danny, smiling in spite of himself as he walked past her and into the house.

In the living room he was met with the sight of his parents working on a small gadget at the coffee table. Their movements were sluggish, and they were sitting there with completely bored expressions on their faces. His mother was tightening a screw with a sort of dulled concentration and his father had head propped up on his arm, as if he were about to doze off where he sat. Danny walked past them and up the stairs, apparently he wasn't the only who'd noticed the lack of ghosts. After all, what better things did his parents have to do?

Reaching his room, he kicked off his shoes and tossed his book bag onto his bed. As if he was going to do his homework on a Friday afternoon. He looked around his room for a moment and then sat down at the computer, wondering if Sam or Tuck were home yet. Plopping down in the computer chair, he signed on and waited for it to load.

Neither Sam nor Tuck was on, but he recognized Valerie's screen name so he sent her an IM. He enjoyed his conversations with Val because they could talk about nothing in particular for hours on end, which is what they ended up doing. Danny stopped typing in the middle of a stupid argument about monkeys when he heard his mom call him down for dinner. Putting on his away message, he quickly raced down the stairs into the kitchen. It was surprising how much extra energy he had when he didn't have any ghost fighting wearing him down.

Later that night, Sam and Tuck came to his house and the three of them went to the movies as they had planned earlier. This too passed by without problem, and Danny wondered if this was what his life would have been like if he'd never acquired his ghost powers. He couldn't say he wasn't enjoying having a bit of a break for once. If only he could get rid of that stupid nagging in the back of his mind…

When he arrived home it was half past nine, and he made it home before curfew with a half an hour to spare. His parents seemed surprised to see that they wouldn't have to give him one of their usual speeches about coming home on time.

Creeping upstairs, he played video games in his room for a while before he finally decided to climb into bed. Resting his head against the pillow he gave a contented sigh. Sure the day had been a bit boring, but it also hadn't been stressful or hectic either. Who knew, maybe if he was lucky things would stay like this for a while. He could use the extra time to catch up on his school work, hang out with his friends more, maybe even build a model rocket, as had been his hobby before his ghost powers.

He was about to doze off with these pleasant thoughts in mind, when he thought he saw an odd movement out of the corner of his eye. He looked over toward his desk, and stared hard. Nothing moved, so he assumed it had been a shadow. Lying back down, he wanted to shut his eyes, but he couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right.

Again, he thought he saw something move from the corner of the room. Bolting up, he began to feel a little nervous. He tried to calm himself a bit. After all, his ghost sense hadn't gone off. What could it possibly be? Was it possible that someone had broken in? He hadn't heard anything.

Suddenly he fleetingly glimpsed a bit of yellow. In a flash he was in ghost form, his night vision improved by the glowing of his emerald green eyes. With the newfound brightness, he could now see that he hadn't made a mistake. There was a ghost, much like the one he'd seen earlier, standing in front of the desk. Its antennae were twitching, which he assumed must have alerted him to its presence. Still…why hadn't his ghost sense gone off…?

He didn't have time to think much on the subject however, for soon the intruder sank into the ground and disappeared from sight. Sighing, Danny quickly gave chase, realizing that he probably wasn't get as much rest tonight as he'd hoped. However, when he'd phased through the wall into the night air, he realizes that the ghost was no where in sight.

Blinking confusedly, he glanced around in all directions, but the night was quiet and still. He flew around the area slowly for about ten minutes, but the ghost seemed to have disappeared into thin air yet again, and he had no ghost sense to follow, as it didn't seem to pick this ghost up. Sighing, Danny returned home empty handed and changed back to normal over his bed.

Landing softly on the springy surface of his mattress, he took one last, furtive look around his room before letting his eyelids droop shut. It took a few minutes, but eventually he relaxed his mind enough to fall into a deep sleep.

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Danny slept surprisingly peacefully during the night, and awoke feeling refreshed the next morning. He stretched and yawned, and then rolled over on his pillow to doze some more. Waking up was definitely the best part of a Saturday, especially since it didn't involve the shrill beeping of a bedside alarm clock.

About ten minutes later he finally yawned once more and pulled himself out of bed. Taking a look at the alarm, he realized that it was already eleven, and that he was supposed to meet Sam and Tuck at the Nasty Burger in an hour, as was their Saturday tradition since the sixth grade.

Pulling on his usual pair of jeans and white and red shirt, he ran a comb through his tangled mass of hair and brushed his teeth. Grabbing a ten dollar bill from the small wad of money in his night stand he walked downstairs to maybe watch some TV until it was time to leave. However, as soon as he came down the stairs he was met with his parents' excited cries coming from down in the lab.

"Danny? Is that you?" called his father, "Come down here you've got to see this!"

Danny rolled his eyes and turned to his sister, who had just walked into the living room. "What are they doing now?" he asked in a monotonous tone of voice. His parents had some new invention to show him almost every day, hardly any of which actually worked. Usually there was just a flash or a shower of sparks and his parents would walk off dejectedly to find out what had gone wrong. However the inventions that did work, usually worked surprisingly well, so he was always wary when his parents showed him some new trinket.

"Something's up with the ghost portal. They already showed me before. It's really weird, you might want to check it out," she replied before turning and walking into the kitchen.

Now curious, Danny wandered into the basement, where he found his parents standing in front of the portal with half excited, half puzzled looks on their faces. Danny gasped as he stood at the bottom of the stairs. Instead of the usual green glow of the ghost portal, the entire opening seemed to be encased in a black and purple mist. It swirled and twisted in the portal, occasionally rising out and disappearing into thin air. Danny had never seen anything like it in his life.

"What…what is that?" he asked, drawing nearer to his parents and the oddly colored portal.

"We're not sure. We came down here to check on the portal this morning and we found it like this. What's strange is that nothing seems to be able to get in or out, and we can't even seem to locate an ectoplasm reading. It's as if the ghost zone has completely disappeared…" his mother explained intelligently.

"Disappeared…?" Danny echoed, slightly entranced by the strange, dark mist. How could the ghost zone have disappeared? Then again, it would explain the lack of ghosts around Amity lately, not counting the one he'd seen this morning. Perhaps that one had already been outside when it had happened? But…hadn't the ghosts been missing all week? Why had the strange mist just appeared today? It was all very strange.

Soon, Danny's parents went upstairs to check a calculation of some sort, but Danny stayed, still entranced by the swirling mist. Glancing around to make sure his parents weren't coming back down the stairs; he tentatively reached out a hand and touched the black vapor.

His parents had been right. It was as if there was a solid wall there, with no ghost zone beyond it at all. He pulled his hand back to his side and continued to stare. Was it possible what they'd said was true? Had the ghost zone actually disappeared?

Suddenly shaking himself out of his daze, he took a quick glance at his watch. He was supposed to meet Sam and Tuck in ten minutes. He'd have to tell them about this and the strange ghost he'd already seen twice. Sure he was enjoying a time off, but something was definitely wrong here and he couldn't ignore it. Jogging up the stairs, he told his parents where he was going and raced out the door.

OK, still not too eventful, I know, but bear with me because the plot should pick up soon. Please leave a review if you have the time, I beg you. I'd really like to know what you guys think of the fic! I'll try to get the next chapter up some time over my five day weekend, which began today (YaY! ). See ya next chapter.