(So sorry this took so long. I've been thinking about how I want Specter and Danny's first meeting to go. I have finally come up with something interesting, so here you go.)

Chapter 1- The Ghost and the Ghost Boy

When I'm not sitting on my lonely little rock and moping around, I like to scare the living crud out of humans. Seeing the look on their faces as they run away in terror just pleases me.

What, besides draining people's life force with our tongues, scaring people and being goofy is what a Haunter does best! It does my nonexistent heart good to see people running away like maniacs when I pop out of nowhere to spook them; makes being a Ghost-type just a little bit worth it.

Some days, it's a little kid who snuck on over past all the guards that are there until you beat the Elite Four for some reason. It's my way of keeping the little brats from fighting all the real tough Pokemon too early. Wouldn't wanna see em have their journey end prematurely, if you know what I mean. Route 14 is not a friendly place for new trainers. Other days, I do get tough trainers out there. I like scarin' 'em anyways. They all remind me of my old trainer too much, the power hungry jerks. Course I could just let them get to Undella Town; the Sinnoh Champ showing up outta nowhere is scarier than anything I could pull outta my ghostly butt. I WILL avoid scaring old people and little kids who aren't trainers yet. Those aren't even fair targets, so why bother.

Today's no different. It's late afternoon, around the time it starts getting dark, and I'm on the prowl for some unsuspecting trainers. It's been a really slow day, slow enough to tempt me to go into the Pokemon Center a few times for some easy pickins, even. I'm finally about to cave and go in when I hear rustling from deeper in the forest. I see this as finally my prime opportunity to get some scaring in.

I turn myself invisible and start looking for my prey. I stop when I hear a startled yelp not too far away. A startled yelp I didn't cause is, in all honesty, NOT the kind of startled yelp I like, so I decide to rush off in the direction of the cry.

As I get closer, I can immediately hear what Pokemon's involved, and I head faster in the direction outta concern, cause now I know this is serious. It's an Amoonguss; anyone that gets an Amoonguss upset is asking for a Spore or Poison Powder to the face, and the ones that live around here are a bunch of jerks with short fuses. I should know; I met up with this one before and slept for an entire day and a half afterwards.

I finally get to the area, and see that the kid getting attacked is a teenager. He doesn't look like he's a Pokemon Trainer, which makes sense since it looks like he's only just at the minimum age in Unova for Pokemon training of 14. His eyes are as blue as the icicles on a Beartic, hair as black as Zekrom. He's real skinny too; maybe he's been lost in the woods for awhile and hasn't eaten Although, that makes no sense, seeing his close only have a few mild grass stains.

"Take it easy, I didn't mean to fall on you!" the kid tries to apologize, but knowing that Amoonguss, he's not gonna take it lying down. I try to sneak closer so I can take him out with a Shadow Punch, making sure to stay invisible. To my shock, the kid looks right at me when I come out of the shadows, even though no one should be able to see me.

How the heck can he see me?!

Just to make sure, I make a shush sign with my finger and the kid gives me a nod, one that Amoonguss luckily doesn't catch.

"You've got a lot of nerve landin' on my head like that, brat…" Amoonguss says, though I know that humans can't understand us, so it probably came out like 'Moon-AmoonGUSS' or somethin'. Just as he charges up a Poison Powder, I whack him in the head with Shadow Punch, making him go down but also shooting Spores everywhere. I cover my mouth before they get to me, but the kid isn't so lucky.

He coughs and starts swaying where he stands, and as soon as the spores clear up, I rush over to him.

"Hang on, kid, there's a Pokemon Center nearby. The one that's here pulls double duty as a human hospital."

"Pokemon Center…?" he asks me, his voice already sounding tired and his eyes drooping, and it takes me a bit to realize he knew what I was saying. Me, a Pokemon, understood perfectly by a human! I can't help it. Though he really needs to get to the hospital for those spores, I keep talking to him til he passes out.

"...You know what I said to you?"

"Why wouldn't I…?" He yawns before continuing. "Just because you're a ghost doesn't mean humans can't understand you." What's that supposed to mean? Ghost-Types go by the same rules as other Pokemon unless we're using telepathy. "And what the heck is a Pokemon Center?"

"A place that heals Pokemon?" I can't believe this; the kid doesn't know what a Pokemon Center is?! Has he been living under a Gigalith?! And now he's givin' me this look like he doesn't even know what a Pokemon is. That's ridiculous! Humans start learning about Pokemon the moment they say their first words! I'm about to ask him more, but by the time I do, he's succumbed to the spores, passed out on my back.

I'll just get my answers later. I need to hurry up and get him some help.