The GIW may have thought that the highly trained, heavily weaponized guards posted out the building would have stopped any intruders. But the entire town wasn't worried about a few casualties, as they ran through the door to rescue their hero.

There were many casualties as expected. Dani and Scarlett were somehow unscathed, despite leading the attack and being ghosts, which the GIW specialised in hunting. Their trampling shook the floor and shattered the windows. Children opened the cell doors to release the spectators trapped inside, whilst the adults ran in front, lead by Scarlett and Dani, the Fenton's close behind brandishing their biggest weapons. A quick call to Tucker got them to pause operation Free Agnes for a few seconds to bring down the entire security system so they could just walk through without the use of key cards.

"Which way, Dani," asked Scarlett as they zipped and zagged down the corridors. She pointed left. Every corridor was identical, white walls, white tiled floors with glowing white lights in the ceiling. A little while later turning right, then Dani stopped and said

"This one." Dani didn't want to enter again, and neither did Scarlett. But she stepped past the smaller girl and entered the room, motioning for the Fenton's to enter. Danny was screaming on the table. One of them turned away from the iron table and pulled out an ecto-gun.

Then Scarlett saw a shot of anti-ecto bullet spiralled towards her. She blacked out as it hit her square in the face

—

(Agnes, if you can recall, is trapped by Agent Parker. Still.)

Agnes was kinda in shock at first, but it did begin to make sense. He'd never mentioned her mother, and she didn't look at all like her father. He had really dark skin. If she was really his biological child, she would at least have caramel skin. He had really dark curly black hair, and dark brown dominate eyes, while she had blue recessive genes.

"Who… who are you then?" She asked.

"Your guard. We couldn't have a human with ghost DNA running around, could we?"

"Wait… what?"

"Johnathan Thirteen and a teenage Pamela Jana Manson, then Pamela Jana Kent are your real parents. Pamela gave birth to you, calling you Sammanthia Anthea Kent before putting you up for adoption. The GIW couldn't terminate you, a legal human. So we had an agent to adopt you as you had to get you to become a ghost. Now we are successful. Your human DNA has capsized and no longer exists. It's as dead as you"

What? she looked at her skin. It's glowing pale white, a single lock fell in front of her face. It was mainly white but the tips were bright blue. What the hell. She was dead. She had ghost DNA?

"But now we can end you!" The agent laughed maniacally laughing. He pulled a trolley on wheels over in front of him. I sharp scalpel, a glowing staple gun, a chip, a needle and thread and a drill.

"Why did you change my name?" Agn… No, Sammy, asked.

"Well, it's an anagram. Plus we couldn't have your biological parents taking you away. The AGNES project. A Gene Negative Experiment (on) Spirits. Human DNA is weak. Shame. Imagine how much damage we could do if we could have half ghost GIW agents. Of course, we're redoing the experiment with a female ghost and a human male." He smiled. "Don't worry, it's all very clinical. And you won't be giving birth"

"You… You monster! You're bringing a child into the world just to be experimented on! My Child!"

"All in the name of progress," Parker said, his eyes glossy, eyebrows slanted. He picked up the scalpel and the chip and cuts into her neck. Sammy screamed, but Parker just smiled as he inserted the chip into her neck and sewed it back up.

"You're not going anyway!"

The Fentons were horrified. They may be ghost hunters, but they were more humane the that. And they let the ghosts heal. Absentmindedly, Jack picked up the ghost girl, carrying her bridal style, pulling out her knife and carried her out the door, carefully placing her next to Phantom's sister.

Maddie just looked at Danny. Somehow within the hour that it had been since blondie took the picture, Phantom had gotten far worse. His face had a scar going down the side, swooping with his jawline. They'd cut through the front of his suit too, the logo split, just the flames down one side, the rest on the other. His skin, once so tan, was mainly white, but around the cuts as well. To start with, the cuts were clean and clinical, with neat stitches, but it seemed the spy had such satisfaction in the spirits suffering, they'd lost control. There was a curvey, snake-like scar on the lower of his chest. His sleeves had been hacked off, and had scars on his wrists, with the GIW presiding. On one of his shoulder was a swirl, and on the other was the initials A.P. The female agent had just finished the second one.

"It deserved it because it had a bad personality." She said sycophantically. Jack punched her in the face, and her bones audibly cracked. Her nose was purple. She ran out when she fell down. The blonde ghost girl had grabbed her ankle and tied her down. Then she pulled out an unsterilised scalp, covered in green ghost blood, and cut into her leg so she couldn't leave. Maddie grabbed Phantom, and Jack grabbed blondie, the only injured ghosts. Some humans were injured but had been taken to the hospital. The ghosts couldn't though, so it was up to us to help.

"Come on, Danielle," said Maddie to the young ghost girl. She followed along, and they got into the Fenton Ghost Assault Vehicle (it can be remotely called), disabling all anti-ghost weapons.

"Quick Jack!" Said Maddie. She placed her hand on Phantoms forehead, not caring if her sleeve got coated in ectoplasm, pushing his bangs out of her way. He was burning up for a ghost, around the normal temperature for a human. Maddie knew he was a cold-cored ghost, and that he wasn't ok. He was being ended.

—

Parker held the drill up to my leg when his radio buzzed

"The humans are helping the ghosts escaping!" The guy on the other end screeched. Suddenly, there was the sound of something splatting the door. Then again. And again, and again, and again.

The steel door broke down and there stood 2 teenagers. The eldest looked around 14, with dark skin, whilst the younger was 13ish with brown hair. She held a grappling hook in her left hand.

"Hand over Agnes, Parker," said Tucker. Before waiting for him to answer, Mabel fired the grappling hook at him, knocking him out. They quickly freed her, and she floated with them. Sammy thought it would be weird or hard, but it just came naturally.
She left and was taken to Fenton Works, where she saw Danny and Scarlett linked up to bags of IV drips and ectoplasm.