Ziggy's Corner: E Gads! I only have two reviews, and they're from the same person! Man I really hoped for more! Well I suppose within time I might get more, I finally received a review for one of my FF1 stories, and I published that back in July. So that means there could be hope for this. Anyway, on with the story.

When Danny woke up, he found that he was back in his own bed, in his own house. He blinked and scratched his head, looking around. "What the heck happened?"

"The night watchman from the hospital found you and called mom and dad," Jazz said, startling the boy. He turned and frowned at her. "You look pretty messed up."

"I feel totally messed up," he said under his breath.

"So who was it this time," the redhead asked, standing up and organizing his shelves.

"Ember," he said. "She said she saw me attack Tucker, and everyone in the ghost zone too."

"Did you?" she asked. It was the slip of the tongue, something she had only wanted to say in her mind, but in fear for her brother had to be released. "Danny, I. . .," she turned to face him, and her heart sank as he stared at her. "I didn't mean it."

He glared at her, and forced himself out of bed. "Yes you did," he said blandly. "Everyone thinks I'm an evil, vicious monster now. Maybe, maybe I should just give them what they want. Then mom and dad can catch me, and send me into the ghost zone, and Walker can keep me in his little prison for the rest of eternity."

"Danny," Jazz snapped. She put her hands on her hips and glared at him. "I never want to hear those words from you again." She stormed up to him, and put her hands on his shoulders. "You're not that kind of person."

"Maybe not, but it looks like I'm that kind of ghost."

Before Jazz could try to comfort him any more, their parents burst into his room, armed to the teeth and spun around, back to back. "Ghost? Where's a ghost?" Jack Fenton asked, eying the room delicately.

Jazz had gotten angry at her parents before because of their obsession, but this was a little much. "What are you two doing?" she snapped. "The last thing Danny needs right now is all this excitement. He should be resting in bed." She held onto her brother and began walking him to his mattress, but their father reached out and gripped the boy by his shoulder.

"Nonsense," he said, slapping Danny playfully on the back. "Danny has Fenton blood running through his veins. Why look at him, ready to do battle with the undead at a moments notice." Unfortunately the adult slapped him a little too hard, and the boy collapsed to his knees. "O… kay, on second thought, maybe he should stay in bed, and your mom and I can survey the house while you go off to school."

"What! No," she squealed. Jazz hated losing her perfect attendance record, but if something happened, and her parents overreacted. "I need to stay here for Danny."

"No don't worry, you dad and I will be right here for him, all day long," her mother said, escorting her daughter out of the room.

"And in the mean time, we wont rest until we scan every nook and cranny of his room, looking for that ghost," Jack said very excitedly.

"Dad!" his children snapped at him.

"Jack," Maddie growled.

"Oh fine," the tall chunky man said with a sad sigh. His shoulders sagged in defeat and he looked at his son. "You just had to go and get sick, didn't you?" he whined like a child; storming off to pout.

"Now you just stay in bed, and relax," his mother said sweetly. "Mommy will take care of everything." She finished ushering a protesting Jazz out the door, and then began making her rounds in the house.

Jasmine closed the door to her car, and was beginning to walk up the steps to the school, when Sam burst through the doors, her eyes focused on something in the sky. The sixteen year old walked up to her, and looked in the same direction. "Since when did you take up cloud watching?"

Sam studied the area and turned to the other girl. "I was watching Danny," she said in a hushed whisper. "He was fighting Ember."

Her whole body tingled. Not only had Danny told her that they had fought in the hospital, but he was weak and injured. Or at least he looked like he was. "Are you sure? I left him home in bed, he looked like he could barely walk, let alone fly or fight."

Now Sam was the one with the frigid body. "Well then his powers either gave him crazy regenerative powers, or he's really headstrong about fighting ghosts."

"Sam," Jazz said, grabbing the other girl. "I have to know, what color were his eyes?"

"They were red, the same as they were when that lunatic of a brother of yours attacked your friend, and my home," another girl said, the air chilling around the two living girl to a bone snapping cold. They turned around, and looked at a "ectoplasmic bloody" and weary Ember. She was having trouble breathing, and one of her eyes looked like it was going to be very black.

"What are you doing here?" Sam snapped.

"I was trying to make sense of everything that has happened, but then out of nowhere, that mad man attacked me. He said he had a job to finish. But when he saw you," her finger jutted out, pointing at Jazz, "he weirded out and took off in the opposite direction."

"What! That makes no sense," Sam snapped. "Why would he get all creeped out by his own sister? And aren't you afraid of being seen here? The public isn't very fond of ghosts around here, especially since of the resent attacks."

Ember grinned darkly and clapped her hands together. "That's why I learned a little trick, so I can move in the human world without being bugged by annoying geeks like you or her parents."

"Hey," Jazz went to chastise the teen spirit, but her mouth dropped as a light violet light wrapped around the ghost's body, and she transformed laughing, from a spirit to a vivacious, hot rock teen princess with light purple hair. Her skin was as pink as it could be, and her clothes were a gray instead of black. Her lime green lips parted and the new "human" teenager smiled.

"So, what do you think, girls?" she chuckled. Ember twirled around and admired herself in a mirror, grinning as a couple of jocks stopped their practice long enough to admire her too. "It's nice, isn't it? Not what I'd like to stay as, but it won't hurt to visit once in a while."

"How did you learn to do that, Ember," Sam growled, grabbing onto the other girl's neck sleeve and startling herself by the realization that she was indeed holding onto a ghost.

"Keep your hands to yourself," the rocker chick snapped, pulling away from her. "Oh, and for the record, just a little secret between us girls, the name is Harmony Blaze."

"Harmony Blaze!" the two real human girls asked in unison.

"Hey, what good is an alternate body, if you don't have a secret identity to go with it?" the rocker chick, now seemingly "halfa" said, running her fingers through her silky purple hair. "Anyway, I gotta go. It's not good for my reputation for me to be seen with losers like you two. Later Dipsticks." Ember, or Harmony Blaze rather, walked away from the two scowling females, laughing as she disappeared around the corner.

"Terrific, this is really going to make Danny happy," Sam said. "Not only is someone impersonating him, but now one of his enemies has figured out how to get 'halfa' powers."

"You really believe someone is impersonating him?" Jazz said; her mind racing with hope that that was true.

Sam looked at the other girl and frowned. "Don't tell me you think your own brother could be capable of the horrible things this ghost has been doing?"

"Well I . . .," she stopped and thought and shook her head. "No, no that's silly. Danny would never do anything that bad. Whoever attacked Ember was just a duplicate, or an imposter. It wasn't Danny. He's safe home in bed."

Maddie Fenton knocked on her son's door, holding a bowl of hot Fenton Soup. "Honey are you awake?" There was no answer, so she knocked again. "Danny?" Slowly she opened the door, and dropped the bowl onto the floor. Her son's bed was empty, as was his whole room. The only clue to his whereabouts was an open window, which seemed to have been smashed for something to come in to take her boy away, or for him to get out in a hurry. Maddie stood there, soup oozing on her feet and she shook her head. "Danny," she said in a whisper.

Okay the end of chapter four. How do you guys feel about the new halfa in town? And did Danny really attack Ember, if not where did he go? Well if anyone besides LaBoBuren wants to know, just keep reading.

Review time, and unlike some of my stories, this one is going to be as easy as it was the last, LOL.

LaBoBuren: Thank you for sticking with this story. Hopefully in time I get more reviewers. Anyway Ember is also my favorite villain, and too be honest I think she and Danny would make a cute couple. Anyway I hope that you enjoyed this chapter.

Anyway as I am swamped with stories and getting all these submissions on time, until I have finished a lot of my major stories, or I come up with an interesting idea, or I get a lot of fan mail for this story, you should be prepared to wait for another update for a while. I'm so very sorry. Rest assured I will not give up writing this, there WILL be more updates eventually. I just don't know when.