Heh heh, sorry about the long wait. I know there are lots of people interested in this story, even if most aren't reviewing. (glares)

But I want to mention beforehand that Danny will have his ice powers in this story. Just so you won't be all confused…

Well, that's pretty much it.

Disclaimer: Would you people stop bothering me! No need to rub it in my face! Check the prologue if you actually want to see this again! No? Didn't think so.

---------------Chapter 3------------------

So the human has finally decided to show up, hmm? No matter, I get the feeling that it wasn't your fault. I've been tending to other matters as well, namely making sure the other seers don't figure out what I am doing. Plus Danny has the uncanny ability to sense when my Eye is watching him, so I had to enchant it a few times until he could not.

Enough of my rambling! The halfa is practicing with his friends currently, so I won't delay you any further.

In the Fenton lab…

"Fire!" a voice shouts. About a dozen ghost cutouts pop up out from behind tables.

Suddenly a green-eyed ghost flies toward the cardboard imitations at blinding speed, alternating between shooting pointed ice shards and ecto-blasts. In no time at all the fake ghosts are shatter into fragments.

"Good job Danny!" A different, female voice calls out. "That was amazing!"

Danny laughs. "It was nothing Sam. A piece of cake."

The first voice that spoke interrupts. "If you two are done flirting, I think Danny has to train some more."

Both Danny and Sam shout in unison. "We were not flirting, Tucker!"

"Sure. Whatever, guys." The other teen chuckles. "So, we were gonna practice focusing your Ghostly Wail now, right?"

"Uh-huh," The halfa agrees. "Let's do this."

Danny lands on the ground. Tucker and Sam drag a bulls-eye over in front of him and then quickly get behind their friend. Phantom braces himself, takes a deep breath, and lets out his most dangerous power. Only this time the cone is not as large as it usually is. It decimates the medium-sized target, but nothing else is harmed. Danny stops his attack and grins triumphantly. He doesn't seem to be very tired at all.

"Awesome!" Tucker cheers. "Now you can whip any ghost's butt and keep the town intact!"

"Yeah," Sam replies. "But speaking of the ghosts, haven't you noticed that none of them have been bothering us recently?"

"So what?" Danny says. "It's a good thing that they're not doing anything. Maybe they just decided to take a little vacation."

"Maybe," Tucker cuts in. "Or maybe they're just afraid of getting their butts kicked again!"

"Oh yeah!" Danny shouts, laughing. He high-fives Tucker.

Sam sighs. "Guys, this is serious. What if something bad is happening? What if something—or someone—is behind this?"

"I think you worry too much Sam. But if it will make you feel better I'll go scout the town to see if anything is wrong, okay?"

"Aww, how sweet!" Tucker smirks.

Both of them glare at the techno-geek. Then a mischievous, toothy smile grows on Danny's face.

"Uh, Danny? What are you doing? You know I'm just kidding…right?" Tucker backs away nervously.

All of a sudden Danny disappears.

Tucker gulps and tries to bolt to the exit. But much to his dismay Danny is far too fast and he finds himself floating high above the ground by his shirt collar.

Tucker yelps. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Put me down! And when I say 'put me down' I don't mean by dropping me!"

Sam, meanwhile, was snickering at Tucker's misfortune.

"Danny I said I was sorry! Why won't you put me down?" Tucker continued to beg. "If you let me go in the next five seconds, I'll-AUUUGH!!!" Tucker screams. Danny reappears and sets him on the floor. For some reason Tucker is reaching down his shirt.

"Danny what did you do to him?" Sam asks, trying to suppress her laughter. But before Danny can answer Tucker throws something out on the floor and then starts probing around in the yellow shirt again.

"You put ice down his shirt!" The Goth girl finds that she can hold back her laughter no longer.

Danny forms an ice cube in his hand, with a giant grin on his pale face. "I guess we're even now, huh Tuck?"

"Y-Y-Yes…" The dark-skinned boy stammers, teeth chattering.

Now Danny joins Sam in loud, uncontrollable laughter.

"Yeah yeah, very f-f-f-funny Danny," Tucker shivers. "I think I'll lay off on the lovebird jokes for a w-w-w-while…"

"Good," Danny chirps. "But since you've learned your lesson so quickly I'm going to be merciful and let you use the Fenton Heater."

"Oh t-t-thank you kind one!" Tuck mock-bows, and then runs up to the main floor. Still smiling, the two teens follow their friend.

Well not much happened in that chapter, I know, but at least I updated, right? And I put in a little bit of humor. :)

In the next chapter our favorite ghost kid will encounter the fearsome Hunter. Won't that be fun? (evil grin)

Now remember kids, when you review a story it tends to be updated faster, making you very happy. So what are you waiting for? I love to get reviews (What author doesn't? Unless it's a flame I guess...) so hit that little Go button! If you do I promise that I won't take nearly as long as I did to update this time! Pinky swear! Oh, and flames don't count, but constructive criticism will.

May fortune fill your wings,

Dark Lady of the Sith