I awoke on the couch to the house shaking. The disastrous fight between Vlad and I stuck in my mind and I sighed as the house shook again. I got up, curious. What had caused that?

Walking the halls, I somehow ended up in the library. What had my father seriously been thinking? An object to change time just wasn't real… although, to be fair, 'real' had changed a while back for anyone who had lived in Amity.

I felt the house tremble a third time, just as somebody came through the wall and slammed into me. A voice I knew from back home startled me as a white-haired boy gasped and jumped off of me.

"D…D…Danny Phantom?! What…are you doing here? Oh crap don't tell me there's another ghost here!"

He helped me stand, but before he could speak, a raggedy older ghost came up, red eyes flitting to me with concern written in his face. Phantom stood protectively in front of me and his muscles rippled. The ghost snorted and looked very unamused.

"Daniel I was coming to you for help. I need something from you."

Phantom's green eyes flashed and he moved me out of the way. "I seriously doubt that. Plasmius I'm not letting you near my mother…or the citizens of my town. I don't know what you want with Dash, but he's coming with me." He grabbed my arm and the other ghost bared his teeth and shone brighter, flying forward and shoving my town's protector away from me.

"He lives here. With his mother, sister, and father. It is on his behalf I wanted… needed… your assistance. Phantom, please." The ghost sounded hysterical and as his voice heightened, and his glow fluxuated again. I snarled and pushed through Phantom, gritting my teeth and slamming the ghost into the wall. A part of me fan-boyed over touching my hero, but I focused on the fact this creep knew about my family. Suddenly, I realized that ghosts were probably as greedy as most humans.

"WHAT ARE YOU UP TO?"

The ghost looked startled but he shrugged and I stumbled back. Growling and summoning the quarterback in me, I grabbed him again and this time he gasped as though I really was choking him. Of course, that was ridiculous, the Fentons themselves had told everyone ghosts can't breathe. His eyes bored into mine and finally he answered.

"Your father sent me here. He wanted me to look for the reality gauntlet…"

Before he could finish his sentence, Phantom snorted behind me. "Right. Like I'm letting you near that thing. You couldn't get to it even if you wanted to; his Lord Highness Clockwork is its Master and Caretaker now. If you want to get it away from the Infinite Ghost of Time, be my guest!"

The ghost hissed through his teeth and flung himself out of my grip and onto Phantom, slamming into a large bookcase.

"His mother will die!" The bookcase shook as Plasmius turned and threw Phantom into it.

My world had frozen as I heard those words. I knew Mom was dying, but for it to be just so blatantly thrown out there tore into me. The two ghosts continued to fight, sending blast after blast towards each other, and green and pink lit up the room.

A sudden creaking caused me to glance up to the bookcase, and I saw the ghosts' heads snap up as the bookcase was loosed from its bolted place on the wall and fell right towards me.

Plasmius' glow brightened as the sun, and he shrieked, flying towards me. "Dashiell!"

As we slammed into the wall, the ghost actually saving me from harm, my head cracked against the wall. The last thing I heard was an angry growl.

"Dammit, Little Badger!"

A/N:: Sorry for the super short update, second part coming soon.