Hey everyone! Thanks for the reviews, and I'm glad you're liking it so far!

Owlcat92: I'm glad you like it so far. And no, it won't be a Ghost Zone fic, though they will go to the Ghost Zone a couple of times in all likelihood.

Sophie the daughter of Nyx: I'm glad that you think so.

FanficFan920: I haven't read a lot of fics where Danny's secret isn't known, but from what I have read at least, this fic won't be too similar to others like it.

Snoopykid: Will he? I don't know. Maybe he will, maybe he won't.

Favourite Daughter of Hades: Thank you! And I can't wait either, honestly I'm just writing it as I go along

I realized that I didn't mention I'm Canadian, so out of habit I might use the metric system a bit, but since Danny does live in the U.S. I'll try and stick to the imperial.

So hey, to you lawyers. I don't own the show Danny Phantom. I don't own the characters, I only own this story.

Enjoy!


"Dude, what was with the Latin in English class today?" Tucker asked.

Danny slowly drew his eyes away from the empty stage in the auditorium and looked at his best friend. "What about it?"

"Well, you were writing in it, for one thing," Sam, sitting on Danny's other side, commented.

"Yeah, man. You're barely passing English, how do you know Latin?" Tucker clarified his earlier question. Danny shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He had realized years ago that it wasn't really necessary to hide the fact that he was smart from his two best and only friends, but hiding it had already been such a normal thing for him to do by the time they met Sam, and Tucker probably didn't even remember how smart the halfa had been when they were younger. Not that he wasn't smart any more but, like his father in a way, Danny didn't appear to be.

"Like I told Lancer, I taught myself. It's a cool language," Danny explained lamely, although that wasn't exactly far from the truth. He did think Latin was cool.

"We get that, but why? And why not tell us?" Sam pressed. She reached out to touch Danny's hand, hoping to coerce him into giving out more information. Instead he flinched away when she had been millimetres from touching him. She frowned. Danny hadn't even been looking at her, how did he know what she was going to do?

"Alright, students, settle down!" Principal Ishiyama walked onto the centre of the stage at the bottom of the auditorium, and Danny welcomed the distraction, signalling to his friends that they should listen. Tucker sighed in disappointment, but turned his attention to the stage. Sam watched Danny for a moment longer, experimentally reaching out one more time. Again he pulled away before she could touch him. Still frowning, she, too, turned to watch Ishiyama.

Danny breathed a sigh of relief. That had been close. Not about the Latin, but Sam almost touching him. He had been careful this past year, when he noticed the subtle changes that could give him away as a halfa. His skin was perpetually cold, like dead man cold. For curiosity's sake he had tested his internal temperature a couple months ago. The average internal temp was 98.8 degrees. He was around 70. He had also gotten a lot paler, didn't need to eat, drink, or sleep as much. And, of course, there was the fact that he didn't breathe as much either. It was a miracle no one had actually noticed all of this before.

"This assembly has been made mandatory by the mayor of Amity Park, but I believe that the rest of the faculty will agree with me when I say that even if that weren't so, we would still be having it," Ishiyama said. Murmurs rose among the students, quiet conversations as to what exactly this assembly could be about, if the mayor had demanded it. If only they were a little more patient the students would have discovered that listening for just another three seconds would reveal the answer to their questions.

"Today we will be talking about the ghost problem of Amity Park."

The murmurs rose to an excited clamour.

"Settle down!" Ishiyama shouted over the tumult of talking students, and they conversations died down as she continued. "Last year we faced many ghost attacks throughout Amity Park, many of which took place here at the school. The mayor, and I agree wholeheartedly with this, feels that we need to prepare ourselves so that we can be ready to face any imminent attacks. For this reason, we have Amity Park's own local ghost hunters to help teach us what we need to know."

Danny groaned knowingly as Ishyama stepped away from the microphone.

"GHOST!" A loud voice shouted from the back of the auditorium as the door burst open. Filling the frame was a large man wearing a bright orange jumpsuit. His shout was followed by a smooth female voice emitted by a small device in his hand.

"Ghost within twenty meter vicinity," the Fenton Finder said. Danny slid down in his seat as his father, Jack Fenton, roamed down the aisle, swinging the Fenton Finder erratically. When it neared, the voice spoke again.

"Ghost within ten meters." Jack spun around, arm outstretched, forcing a student to duck in order to avoid being hit by his large fist. Jack's eyes slid over the students in the row and settled on Danny.

"Hey, Danny! Have you seen a ghost?" Jack asked excitedly.

"Oh, Jack, there's no ghost. The Fenton Finder must still be tracking Danny for some reason. I thought we fixed that," Maddie Fenton, wearing her usual blue jumpsuit, followed her husband into the auditorium.

"Aw. And I wanted to catch a ghost," Jack mumbled as Maddie took the Fenton Finder from him.

"And you will, sweety. Hi Danny!"

Danny groaned and sent a small wave to his mother before his parents continued down to the stage, Jack boasting how he will get to "blather on about ghosts!" Maddie quickly grabbed the microphone before Jack could, and many of the student (and teachers) sighed in relief.

"Hi everyone! Jack and I were invited to this assembly today to help teach you a little bit about ghosts, as well as tell you ways that you can protect yourself during a ghost attack," Maddie started. "First off, in the next week we will be installing a ghost shield that can be used in the case of an attack. Because of amount of energy it takes to power a shield of large scale, we won't be able to make one to cover the entire school, or else it wouldn't be able to last very long. Instead, this shield will be installed here in the auditorium. The shield will automatically activate itself if the ecto-exodus alarm, which has been adjusted to react to strong ectoplasmic signatures and will be installed along with the shield, goes off. If the alarm does go off, it would be best for everyone if you immediately proceeded here to the auditorium."

Danny frowned at the mention of the alarm. He'd had dealings with it in the past, and knew from experience that it would go off if he ever went ghost in its sensor vicinity. So far it's never been triggered while he's been in his human form, but Danny had been getting stronger recently, and besides flying and his ghostly wail, all of his powers were now usable without going ghost. Although his ice powers and ecto-blasts were restricted.

If his powers continued to grow, it would run the risk of the alarm going off anytime Danny was around. He'd have to tamper with it once his parents finished installing it, so that it wouldn't react to his ecto signature.

Maddie and Jack continued to talk about their various inventions, mentioning that Fenton Foamers and Anti-Creep Sticks ver. 2.0 (now able to harm ghosts) would be held in cases scattered around the school, much like a fire extinguisher would be.

Danny zoned out for the majority of the assembly, already knowing how to operate all of his parents' inventions, possibly better than them even. Or at least his dad. And in the case of a ghost attack, it would not be necessary for him to seek refuge in the ghost shield. Although he wouldn't be able to pass through it once it was activated anyways.

Tucker listened with avid excitement. After having so many encounters with the famed Danny Phantom, he found that he actually kind of enjoyed fighting ghosts. Although his experience was limited. Sam held a similar sentiment, although she limited her expression to mild interest, mostly feigned boredom, so as not to appear too interested in the topic. After all, ghosts were too mainstream now.

Danny finally paid attention to what his parents were saying as the end of the assembly neared, a certain word having caught his attention.

"If you wish to learn more about ghosts and how to protect yourself, and others, from them. Then you can come to Fentonworks in the evenings and join the Fenton Ghostketeers!" Maddie finished.

"Oh, cool! Hey, Danny, maybe we should do that. It would get your dad off your back about ghost hunting," Tucker suggested.

"Maybe, Tuck," Danny said absently. The Ghostketeers brought up bad memories of the time Walker had invaded Amity Park to get his revenge on Danny. Hopefully this time the law obsessed warden wouldn't be involved.

"The Ghosteketeers will meet every night for an hour. If you are interested in attending, please come speak to us after the assembly," Maddie stepped away from the mic, signalling that she was finished speaking.

"And then I'll blather on about ghosts," Jack beamed, but said nothing more. Principal Ishiyama returned to center stage.

"Alright, students. That is the end of the assembly. Unless you will be speaking to Mr. and Mrs. Fenton, I suggest you go to lunch."

The majority of students rose from their chairs and started to file out of the large room, talking animatedly about ghosts and what the year might look like for them. The freshman, new to the Casper High ghost experience, whispered worriedly to each other.

"Has anyone ever been hurt during an attack?" Danny overheard one ask an older student.

"No way! Danny Phantom always comes and stops the ghosts before they can hurt someone," the sophomore replied. The freshman's eyes widened and he turned to his friends, voice now bearing a tone of excitement.

Who wouldn't want to see the great Danny Phantom in action?

Danny grinned and rose to leave himself, when Tucker started to protest.

"Come on, man. It'll be fun," Tucker pleaded, motioning to the small group gathering around Danny's parents. The halfa looked to Sam for help, but found that he would get none, as she seemed just as excited as Tucker. Although if you didn't know her well, you wouldn't know it at all. But Danny saw the slight curl in her lips and the gleam in her eye.

"Oh, fine," Danny nodded and, instead of heading up towards the doors, walked against the flow of the crowd down to the stage with Sam and Tucker close behind him.

"I know I'm going to regret this," Danny groaned as his parents spotted him approaching, both their faces splitting into wide grins.


It was a strange sight, seeing so many of his classmates sitting in his living room. Danny stood in the corner of the room, Tucker and Sam on his left and right respectively. While they were talking, he surveyed the room. Dash, Paulina, and Kwan stood together in the opposite corner. Star, Paulina's 'satellite' had opted not to come to the class, but the A-list couple were hoping that they would get the opportunity to meet Danny Phantom. Kwan was mostly here because of Dash, but he, too, wanted to see Phantom.

"Not likely," Danny muttered under his breath as he shifted his gaze. Valerie had come, which was no surprise at all to the halfa. While the Red Huntress was admittedly a great ghost hunter, she actually knew very little about her prey. This would be her opportunity to learn more. Danny was just glad that she was no longer after Phantom. Nathan had joined the class as well, no doubt in the hopes of winning Valerie's heart.

There were a few other people that Danny recognized, but couldn't place a name to because they weren't in his grade. But the person he was surprised most to see there, was Lancer.

The overweight English teacher was talking to Maddie about the defense system they would install in the school. Danny had never taken his teacher to be someone interested in ghosts, or at least ghost hunting. But he understood the desire to learn to protect oneself, and others.

After all, that's what he strived to do every day as Danny Phantom.

"Okay! Now that it looks like everyone is here, we can begin," Maddie said, clapping her hands together. Heads swivelled and all eyes fell on her. "Before we get started, does anyone have any questions?"

"What, exactly, is a ghost?" Lancer asked.

"Excellent question, Mr. Lancer! There are many theories about what a ghost is, but no one knows for sure why ghosts exist. It would require a live subject and extensive tests to determine the actual reason. But the theory that I believe is true, is that ghosts are the consciousness of the dead that are consumed with an obsession. This obsession, which can be anything, really, as what prevents a ghost from moving on into whatever may consist of the afterlife. There are other kinds of ghosts that simply have unfinished business, which is the assumption usually made about their existence. But that is actually very rare, and they pass on once they have accomplished their tasks."

"What kind of obsessions do some of the ghosts we see in Amity Park have?" Valerie asked, her hand habitually raised as she spoke.

"The easiest obsession to point out would the Box Ghost. I'm sure you've all seen this ghost at some point around Amity Park, and his obsession is quite obvious," Maddie explained.

"What about the ghost boy?" Paulina asked.

"Yeah, what about Phantom?" Dash echoed. Despite the fact that they were dating, both of them sounded more interested in Danny Phantom than each other.

"We are unsure of Phantom's obsession. Unlike most ghosts, he is never seen outside of battles, so we can't discern what exactly his regular ghostly activities would be. And it's these activities that would give away what his obsession is."

The A-listers sighed with disappointment while Danny chuckled. He guessed that his parents didn't know protecting people could be an obsession just as much as boxes could. After all, they did say that an obsession could be anything. And that was Danny's.

"Any more questions?" Jack asked, eyes roaming over the group. "No? Then I'll go get the equipment from downstairs."

"Today we'll be introducing you to some of our weapons. These are what we'll use when there is a ghost attack. Next week you'll all also be given an emergency pack that will contain a variety of devices necessary for ghost hunting," Maddie said while Jack disappeared downstairs. When her husband returned, they avidly went over their inventions in more precise detail then they had at the assembly. Danny was dejected to discover that his parents had built another ecto-converter and moved a healthy distance away when they gave a demonstration of how the machine worked.

While Valerie no longer hunted Danny Phantom, his parents still did. They acknowledged that he saved the world during the Disasteroid incident but they, along with many other Danny Phantom haters, believed that he only helped them so that the Ghost Zone would survive as well, and still believed that he was no different than any other ghost out there.

Of course, they didn't know that not every other ghost out there was bent on wreaking havoc in Amity Park. In fact, only a small portion of them were.

Danny was broken out of his thoughts when something sharp hit the back of his head.

"Ow!" Danny cried out, more out of habit than the fact that it actually hurt. It was only a bump, after all. He had received much worse. He glanced down and saw the Booo-merang at his feet, then looked up to see everyone staring at him. Danny chuckled nervously and retrieved the device from the floor.

"Guess you still need to fix this one, too," Danny said, handing the device to his father.

"Danny, you okay? That looked like it hurt," Sam stepped closer to inspect the back of Danny's head.

"I'm fine, it's just a bump," Danny protested, but Sam was adamant. She stepped forwards again and grabbed Danny's outstretched hand, then gasped and jumped back.

"Danny, you're freezing!" Sam said.

"Oh, yeah. I guess I do feel kinda cold," Danny stammered. He knew it was a lame explanation, but it was the only thing he could think of. When Tucker stepped forwards and touched Danny's shoulder, the halfa flinched away at the same time that Tucker did.

"Danny, that's not cold. That's like ice," Tucker exclaimed.

"I'm fine," Danny insisted, ignoring the stares of his parents, classmates, and teacher. "Mom, you were talking about the Spector Deflector?"

Maddie glanced down at the belt in her hands, then back up at Danny. "Yes. This belt can protect the wearer from negative ghostly energies."

"I'm fine, really," Danny hissed to Sam and Tucker, who were still staring at him.

"If you say so," Tucker raised his hands in a sign of defeat, while Sam placed a hand on Danny's cheek.

"No, you're not," she hissed in return.

"Yes, Sam. I am," Danny said firmly. He lowered Sam's hand and slipped out of the living room. His parents weren't telling them anything he didn't already know, they wouldn't miss him for the rest of meeting. He went up to his bedroom and quietly closed the door, then spun around and punched the wall, his fist easily breaking through the drywall.

How could he have been so stupid, letting them touch him? He had managed to avoid that from happening for over a year, then he gets a small bump on his head and lets his guard down. Danny growled in frustration. In reality, it wasn't that big of a deal that they noticed he was cold. No one knew that Danny's internal temperature was below hypothermia cold. But even the smallest hint, when connected to other small hints, could give his secret away.

That's why the halfa nervously ran his hands through his hair. He sighed in frustration, and froze when he noticed that his breath came out in a frosty blue wisp. Danny grinned. He could use a little misplaced aggression right now.


So I mentioned that the assembly was required by the mayor, but I should note that no, Tucker is not the mayor in this fic, although he and Sam did help Danny Phantom during the Disasteroid incident. They just didn't know that Phantom was Fenton. And since the Disasteroid incident did happen, Vlad is an outcast.

I know, there hasn't been any action yet, but ghost sense, yay! That means fighting in the next chapter.

Or does it?

Yeah. Yeah it does.