Hello my people! It's update time (obviously)!

Princessbinas: It is really informative, but I picture it as a rant because it gets completely off track from the original question, and rants can be informative. I don't know a lot about the landings specifically, but I do know what you're talking about

Phantomfanforever: You're amazing for reviewing!

ShinyMudkipGal: Yay!

Nesy: I wasn't sure about if I should add Electro or girl at the end, so I compromised :P I am a little confused, and I'm really hoping that what you don't want to happen won't happen, or am I? ;)

Potterheads2016: Oh, yeah, he's being a little reckless, but the dire situation warrants a few slips of the tongue. At least the people in Amity Park are super oblivious

Mimi1012: Yes, Danielle can hear the buzzing, but Danny doesn't know that. Right for her, it's as it was for Danny before he got more powerful. I think I mentioned it before, how he barely noticed the buzzing and it didn't really bother him. That's it for Dani right now, she just noticed it more because she was sleepy and out of it and more sensitive to the sounds in that moment

Enjoy!


The sunlight shining down through the ghost shield was only slightly tinted green, but everyone agreed that it made Danny Fenton's pale skin look ghostly. Everyone that had volunteered to fight stood in their divided groups out in the school yard while the Ghostketeers discussed amongst themselves.

"So how did you guys divide them?" Danny asked, eyes surveying the various clusters of people before him.

"Well, 266 people have volunteered to fight, we've divided them up based on the weapons they are capable of using," Tucker explained, showing Danny his PDA. On it was a list of his parent's inventions, with various names written underneath of them.

"The stronger people are using the heavier weapons, like the bazookas or the blasters. With the addition of the Ghostketeers, and Danielle, we have 283 people in all. The dividing of the teams we'll leave to you," Sam concluded.

"Okay, which weapons are people being trained in?"

"Um, that would be the Wrist Rays, Fenton Foamer, Anti-Creep Sticks vr. 2.0, the Jack o' Nine Tails, the Fenton Bazooka, ecto-blaster, ecto-blade and the Fenton Fisher," Jazz prattled off.

"So eight weapons. I'll pick five people to be shown how to use the Fenton Thermos' as well. Mom, Dad, I know we have around two-hundred Specter Deflectors, but do you think you could make enough for everyone? I know that we'd need a lot more, but you can get Tucker's help, and I know that heknows a bunch of other people with enough tech knowledge that they could build more as well, if you show them the blueprints. The rest of us can train people how to use the weapons. I already know who can teach people how to use each weapon, so I guess we can start right away. As I said earlier, I don't know how long Kraeva will give us until he makes an appearance. But we should be able to train until then. As for the GIW? I guess we'll just have to wait for them to contact us," Danny shrugged his shoulders and everyone nodded. Maddie, Jack, and Tucker went off to find Tucker's techno-geek friends that could help them, while Danny told everyone else what they would be doing.

It was an interesting first few minutes, as those that had volunteered got used to the idea that they would be trained in ghost fighting by teenagers several years younger than them, and in the case of those with Fenton Thermos', a child, not even a teenager. But Danielle proved that she wouldn't tolerate anyone who doubted her, and that she was very adept at using the Thermos.

Many people were also shocked when Dash Baxter didn't appear to be teaching anyone. Instead, he and Paulina seemed to disappear for several minutes, only to be seen talking to Danny soon after, before running off again. Seemingly after having taken orders from the raven-haired boy. Although it didn't look like Paulina minded, which was a big surprise to everyone, Dash appeared disgruntled and begrudged at the fact that he had to listen to the boy, but he still did it.

But the biggest surprise of all was when Danny himself approached the group that had been informed they would be handling the bazookas, the Fenton's heaviest, and most powerful weapons. The few teenagers in the groups, subsequently jocks because of their more defined muscles, snickered and made bets about how badly Danny would fail when he gave them their demonstration. There were no bets that proposed his success, so they were unsure of what to do with the money when Danny succeeded in making five consecutive shots from the bazooka, while running, to clustered football dummies some 50 yards away. They settled for keeping it stuffed in their own pockets, and obediently listened to his instructions.

A little after noon, they took a break from weapons training, and divided into smaller groups to learn basic self defense from Valerie, Danny, and Maddie over the next couple hours. Suffice to say, it was a very interesting first day.

When evening fell, everyone was exhausted, and they still hadn't heard anything from the GIW. Danny was going over his plan for the division of troops (at this point, he considered them his army) when Jazz pulled him aside. They were in one of the classrooms with the other Ghostketeers, and Danny was distracted from his list of names and weapons by Jazz tapping on his shoulder.

"Danny, can I talk to you?" Jazz asked.

"Not really the best time for a psychoanalysis," Danny murmured, flipping through a few alternate team plans.

"Not a psychoanalysis, little brother. It'll be quick."

"Fine," Danny sighed and dropped his papers onto the desk and followed her to the corner of the room.

"Du hast meine erste Frage nicht beantwortet." You didn't answer my first question. Jazz gave Danny knowing smile and an experimental poke on the shoulder

"Was?" What? Danny asked.

"Meine erste Frage gestern. 'Du bist nicht tot?" My first question, yesterday. You're not dead? Jazz clarified

"Ich denke, die Antwort liegt auf der Hand. Ich stehe vor dir, also bin ich am leben, oder?" I think the answer to that is a little obvious. I'm standing here in front of you, so I'm alive, aren't I?

Danny's careful wording wasn't lost on Jazz, and she winked at her little brother. "Ja, aber das ist nicht, was ich gefragt habe." Yeah, but that's not what I asked.

"Wie?" How? Danny asked seriously, his voice flat.

"Überwachungskameras, kleiner Bruder. Es ist egal, wie intelligent du behauptest zu sein, bei manchen Dingen bist du einfach blind." Surveillance cameras, little brother. I don't care how smart you say you are, you're a little oblivious when it comes to some things.

Danny scowled, thinking back on the lab at Fenton works. "Ich dachte, die funktionieren nicht." I thought those didn't work.

"Offensichtlich schon. Ich habe die Dateinen gelöscht, aber Amber hat die Videos auch gesehen." Apparently they do. I wiped the computer, but Amber saw the videos too.

"Amber? Oh, Star's Schwester. Warum habt ihr euch die Videos überhaupt angesehen?" Amber? Oh, Star's sister. Why were you watching the videos anyways.

"Um… Dude? Could you guys speak English?" Danny saw Tucker staring at them from his seat on one of the desks, and noticed the confused expression on everyone's faces, plus Lancer's impressed one. Apparently, they had all stopped to listen.

"Wait, I wasn't speaking English?" Danny asked, and he genuinely sounded like he didn't know.

"Honey, you were speaking German," Maddie said softly.

"Awesome! Haven't done that in a long time," Danny grinned at his sister. "But first. Jason, Nathan, Hayden, and Erin, could, uh, leave the room for a few minutes?"

The four of them exchanged curious glances, but obeyed. When the door closed, Danny turned to Jazz. "Anyways, in English, why were you watching the videos?"

"You were all sort of missing, and Officer Jackson asked if there would be video footage of the moments before you disappeared, it's how we knew you were in the Ghost Zone and to call the GIW. About them, it's probably not a good thing that they're coming, is it?" Jazz asked.

"No, not really. Not for me or Danielle, but we could use their help," Danny conceded.

"Why would it be bad for Danielle?"

"She's sort of my clone slash daughter, so… she's just like me," Danny explained.

"Wait, so I'm an aunt?"

"Technically."

"Oh, yay!" Jazz hugged Danny, and he awkwardly patted her back.

"What just happened?" Sam asked.

"Jazz knows," was Danny's simple reply, accepted by a round of "oh's" and "okay's" around the room. "Star, so does your sister, apparently. Could you make sure she won't tell anyone?"

"Yeah, sure," Star jumped down from her perch on her own desk next to Star and slipped out of the room, simultaneously informing the other four Ghostketeers that they could now come inside.

"What was that about?" Morgan asked.

"Something personal," Sam said, eyes narrowing at the blue-haired girl.

"Uh-huh, that's why Dash and Paulina had a listen in?"

"They're involved with it," Sam quickly recovered.

"Really? The king and queen of Casper High are involved with Danny Fenton'spersonal business? The vice-principal is? Valerie, Kwan, and Stare are?" Morgan crossed her arms and returned Sam's glare.

"Actually, yeah," Tucker responded, his voice extremely optimistic, as if he believed those two words would just fix everything. He kind of did.

"That doesn't make any sense! There's no way it's a coincidence that besides Valerie, it's everyone that went into the Ghost Zone. What is going on?" Morgan demanded. Tucker looked helplessly at Sam, and she looked at Danny. Imagine her surprise when the halfa was laughing so hard he had to leaning against the wall for support.

"Sorry, it's just, I kept it for a year. You guys are struggling after a day," Danny said between bouts of laughter. He recovered, caught his breath, and turned stony eyes on Morgan. The change in mood was fast enough to give her whiplash. "Yes, Morgan, they're involved. I don't care how unlikely that sounds, but it's true. No, it's not a coincidence that, besides Val, we were all stuck in the Ghost Zone together. You might find out what we were talking about soon, but only once I know I can trust you."

Morgan, unsure of how to respond, stood there wither eyes wide and mouth flapping. Danny Fenton was the last person she expected to speak in such a serious tone, and it almost… hurt when he said he couldn't trust them. They were all Ghostketeers, they had trained together, just because half of them hadn't been stuck in the Ghost Zone, that didn't mean they weren't trustworthy. Then it his Morgan, something had happened while they were there. Danny mentioned that they had to rescue Sam, that they had faced Kraeva. In her mind, they had simply had to fly in a little ways on that Speeder and grab Sam from their clutches before fleeing. She hadn't even considered that they could have been in danger, that maybe they actually had to fight to save Sam. It shocked her that she hadn't thought of that before, and now the question was pulling at her mind.

What really happened while they were in there?

She was going to ask, when suddenly Danny and Sam's hands shot to their ears, where they were still wearing the Fenton Phones.


Operative O stood on the outskirts of Amity Park, watching the pulsating Fenton Works ghost shield in the middle of the town. The Guys in White operatives had arrived around sunrise, and had been stunned to see the skeletal ghosts patrolling through the streets. Their attempts to call the mayor had been met with silence, at it became apparent to them that the power was out. Their first order of business had been to call for reinforcements, and then Operatives L and M had been sent out to survey the town.

They had returned not too long ago, and informed Operative O of what was going on. The wraiths were all over Amity Park, but they were mainly gathered around the ghost shield. From what they could tell, every citizen of Amity Park had gathered within that five block radius. They had also reported some interesting behaviour. Scattered groups of citizens going through motions that resembled self-defence lessons. But the operatives had been unable to get close enough to confirm, because at that point the wraiths had spotted them and started attacking. Luckily no real damage was done.

The reinforcements, four more operatives plus two more tanks, had arrived soon after. Now they were working on contacting the citizens of Amity Park, and once contact was made, they would begin their attack.

"Sir!" Operative H, one of the reinforcements, came up behind him, communication device in hand.

"Yes?"

"We've managed to pick up a frequency from a device used for close circuit communication," Operative H explained. "We've managed to make contact with someone."

"Perfect. I'll be speaking with them." Operative H passed over the comm device. "Hello, this is Alpha Operative O of the Guys in White. We have come in response to a call for assistance from the mayor. Who am I speaking to?"


Danny motioned for Sam to come closer to him, and he promptly pulled the Fenton Phone out of her ear.

"Hey!" Sam protested. Danny fiddled with a dial on the device, then passed it back to Sam.

"I've set it on a different frequency. It's easier if only one person communicates with them," Danny explained, passing the Fenton Phone back. He pulled another from his pocket, set it to the same frequency as Sam's, and put it in his other ear.

"Sam, what did you hear?" Maddie asked.

"GIW I think. Some guy suddenly came on saying he was Operative F, and we would be speaking to another operative shortly," Sam explained, the same moment that Danny said "This is Danny Fenton."

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the halfa.

"Yes, everyone who went into the Ghost Zone has already returned… Because I'm one of them, that's how… As far as we know, every citizen is now under the shield… Yeah, that's exactly what we were doing… Because we're going to fight back." Danny quickly looked around the room. "I am… Fifteen… Yes… No… No… Because I'm the most qualified… Yeah, I do… No, we don't… We're waiting for them to make a move. At this point, no one has been injured."

Danny flinched when he mentioned the citizens of Amity Park possibly getting injured. "Of course I know they have bad intentions. The sort of invaded our town, but we don't want to needlessly provoke them… There's a lot, you aren't enough… I'd need two days… Only if you actually listen to my plan… Good, deal."

The others waited a moment or two, making sure the conversation was over, before bombarding Danny with questions.

"Was it really the GIW?"

"How much do they know?"

"Are they going to help us?"

"What do you need two days for?"

"What deal did you make?"

"Okay, in order," Danny stressed, signalling for everyone to fall silent. "Yes, it was the GIW. They don't know a lot, just that there's a bunch of ghosts occupying Amity, and we're training to fight them. I also sort of told them I was our leader, it makes things easier because they won't demand to talk to anyone else. They also know that no one is stuck in the Ghost Zone any longer. They were planning on fighting back the ghosts once we made contact, which we obviously just did, but now they won't. The two days is how long we have to successfully train our army. The deal is that the GIW will listen to my plan, and won't attack until we're ready, but if we take too long, they're going to charge in here and die."

Danny nodded, having successfully answered every question, and waited patiently for the follow ups.

"Why not tell him about Kraeva, Danny-boy?"

"I don't want them tracking Kraeva down to fight him. He's too strong for them, and if they went looking in the Ghost Zone, Kraeva would probably lead them to Sable, and I really don't want that to happen," Danny answered.

"Why not?" Kwan asked, recalling the cool, but slightly creepy, castle.

"Because it's m-Phantom's lair," Danny said, waiting for their reactions. They were exactly as Danny predicted. Tucker and Sam looked ecstatic at the fact that Danny had his own lair, Sam more so because of the obvious gothic influence on the place. Kwan, Star, and Lancer looked impressed, while Dash appeared to be infuriated that Danny had a massive lair that he begrudgingly admitted was cool. Paulina? She looked ready to swoon at the fact that she had been in Phantom's lair.

Danny was still trying to figure her out, if the flirtatious manner she had been constantly approaching him with because he was Danny Phantom, or because she actually meant it. At first, he would have thought the former, but Danny knew that his status as Casper High loser would severely contradict her infatuation with his ghost self.

Maddie and Jack obviously wanted to ask him a series of long, tedious questions about how a ghost went about getting a lair, and Jazz would probably sit in and listen.

The other Ghostketeers? Mostly, they looked confused, having not seen Sable and not understanding the hidden meaning behind Danny's words. Valerie, who did understand the meaning but also hadn't seen the castle, simply looked curious.

"What about the ghosts that will fight with us?" Sam asked suddenly.

"I've been thinking about that. I can work out a plan that will keep them as far from the GIW as possibly, probably on the other side of town, so that there's a lesser risk of them being attacked as well. But there's no way to eliminate the risk completely without actually denying the ghosts help," Danny said.

"Y-you do actually have a p-plan, right?" Danny turned to Hayden. It was the first time he had heard the young freshman speak.

"Yeah, I have plan. I did say I was the leader, after all," Danny flashed him a lopsided grin, but it didn't little to placate the younger teen.


"I don't fully agree with this plan," Operative H said when O ended his conversation with the Fenton kid. The GIW were familiar with the Fentons and their ghost-hunting, but that hardly qualified a 15 year-old boy to be the leader of an army.

Operative O, however, thought otherwise. Bad things happened when you underestimated people. When he had been younger, he had expressed an avid interest in ghosts and military tactics, one of the things that brought him to the attention of the GIW when he was older. He didn't brag much, but O had had extensive military knowledge at a young age due to his interest. But when he joined the GIW right out of high school, everyone laughed at him when he said he had an idea, or that he could handle something. They were all underestimating him. On his first large scale mission, this underestimation resulted in the death of one of his fellow operatives. O's tactically sound plan had been dismissed in place of one made by a more experienced operative, a plan that Operative O had been trying to avoid because of the obvious downfalls that apparently only he could see. If they had gone with his plan, the operative wouldn't have died.

So, Operative O was willing to give Danny time to train his army, and he would listen to the teenager's plan. If it made sense, there would be no reason for them not to use it.

"As the Alpha Operative, that decision is up to me."

"Yes, sir," Operative H nodded, but he was obviously displeased. There was no way he'd listen to a stupid teenager.


Uh-oh, unrest among the GIW! And hey, look, they aren't all super bad! Sorry for the total lack of action, but I've got to build up to the battle, and get some things settled and plotlines organized before we get into the thick of things.

But the fighting will happen soon! After one more chapter at least.

'See' you next time