Danny fought against Skulker. Again. But instead of any witty comments towards the ghost, Danny thought more about the offer.
A war. A war. A war. Two sides disagreeing and fighting against each other to see who wins. He didn't know if he could handle it.
After some talk from Skulker who pretend he didn't care about the halfas quiet distress, Danny sucked him up and threw him into the zone again.
At home, Dannny transformed and went up the basement stairs still in thought. In the kitchen, Danny's parents were working on something with something green and an apple.
"Danny-boy!" Boomed his dad as he launched towards the tiny (in comparison to himself,) boy. "Try this!" Jack shoved the green apple into Danny's mouth as he ate a slice.
"Uhh..." Danny felt a bit dizzy and stumbled a bit. Maddie quickly was at his side.
"Sorry sweetie, we're trying to incorporate ectoplasm into food that would be better then you being in the zone more than necessary.
It's true. After the year, Danny started needing to go into the Ghost Zone and absorbing some of the energy so that he didn't starve. Ghosts didn't eat so they absorbed some ecto energy. Danny still ate but needed a small amount of ecto energy so his other half didn't.
"Uhh..." Danny repeated. Maddie finually saw the far off look in her sons eyes.
"Sweetie? What's wrong?" Danny shuffled his feet and rubbed the back of his neck.
"I, uhh, can we go into the living room and sit down?" He asked.
As he traveled down to the sofa, his parents walked behind him and say next to him.
"So, uh, you remember Mr Black?" After a nod from them both, "Well, he came back today."
"Is that who was at the door? Me and Jack were about to go and and see who it was but Jazz stopped us." Danny was silent.
"Did dad have the ecto bazooka?" Danny shook his head. Already knowing the answer. "Mr Black isn't like us." After a raised eyebrow from Maddie and Jack, Danny continued. "He is good. Most of what they are are good but. Some aren't." Danny paused taking a deep breath. "There's a war between the good and the bad and..." Danny started to shake. "And. And he wants me to join his side. All the good do." Danny looked up to see his parents faces.
"I know it's completely out there but. I really want to help. But I don't know. I need advise." The adults, still holding back their shock, looked at Danny.
"Well um... Sweetie. Do you think that if you help you can do something good for these people?" Maddie asked. A nod from Danny.
"Do you want to help out?" Another nod.
"Do you believe in good?" Danny nodded.
"Then help out son." Danny looked at his Father. A large smile adorned his face.
A proud smile.
"Really?" Danny asked unsure.
"We believe you are strong enough to do this. A war is a hard time but it's nothing like what you've been through. It's like you're in you're own war here everyday. I think going and doing good for someone else is just what you need to even it out." Maddie smiled and hugged her son. Jack came in with a bone crushing hug.
"But it still is your choice." Maddie assured.
Danny smiled.
That night he went to his friends asking the same thing and each said more or less the same thing. Sure Sam was a bit upset to not see him for a while but, as his parents, she believed in him. They all did. On Monday morning, Danny went to school. The same old Casper high. Well, minus the bullies. Life was good. Well. Then there was the war.
"NU Gwbyim." Danny thought about the war and what they told him. This evil guy. Could he even help?
"Mt Fwnyom" Danny didn't know if he should. He might not even be able to help and surly there's more powerful things.
"Mr Fenton!" Danny jumped and looked up to see his teachers face.
"Oh, uh, Yes Mr Lancer?" Danny asked with a strained smile. Lancer knew something was wrong.
"Mr Fenton, do you want to talk about what's got you so tied up today?" It wasn't an offer. Danny knew that. He looked around the class seeing everyone's eyes on him.
"Not really Sir." Mr Lancer sighed.
The bell rang for the end off the day.
"Do your reading!" Mr Lancer yelled out after the students as they rased out. Danny, Sam and Tucker were about to go but Mr Lancer stopped them quickly.
"Mr Foley, Miss Manson, may I have a word with Danny?" The two looked at each other then left saying their goodbyes.
They went to Lancer's desk.
"Alright Mr Fenton. What is it?" Danny looked at him.
"It's nothing." Danny didn't supply.
"Nothing indeed. Nothing but nothing. If you've face everything from millions of ghosts in an army to saving the world without having an episode like this, then this is bigger so, what is it?"
Danny took a shaken breath and connected eyes with Mr Lancer.
"These people that I'm not aloud to talk about what they are, asked for me to join their war." Lancer took a while to respond. He wasn't expecting that. He looked into Danny's eyes.
"Danny. A war?" He asked. Said boy nodded his head. Looking down again.
"What if I'm not strong enough to help them. To make a difference. To be there!" Lancer took a look at the boy.
"Transform for me quickly Mr Fenton."
Danny raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
"Transform for me." Lancer repeated.
Danny did so.
"Hmm..." He said aloud.
"What?" Danny asked again.
"The stance of a worrier. The brains of a worrier. And the heart of one." He put his finger on Danny's chest. "You might not believe it but you can and will help. No matter what. You will." Mr Lancer smiled at the boy.
"Thank you Mr Lancer." Danny smiled back at the teen.
"Fly home. For once there's no detention." Danny flew out the window.
Mr Lancer smiled again knowing how helpful that boy would be to those people.