A/N: I finally got my ideas together. This story's plot is a little fuzzy to me. It may take me awhile to up-date for this one. Sorry!

Danny had turned himself invisible and watched as the car pulled up into the driveway of the house next to his own. That house had been for sale for nearly two days. But more importantly, he wondered who these people were. He noticed the man and woman sitting at the front seats. He also noticed a little kid sitting in the back. Oh no. No annoying kids please, he prayed silently. He was already having a hard time with these ghosts, the last thing he needed was some kid knocking on his door every five minutes.
Wanda, suddenly, got a very strange feeling. "Hey, Cosmo, do you sense that?' she asked.

Cosmo was swimming around in the fishbowl. "Sense what?" he asked.

"Have the strange feeling we're being watched and by something not from this world exactly?" Wanda asked.

"What are you two talking about?" Timmy whispered.

"What was that?" he dad asked suddenly.

"Nothing," Timmy quickly answered and looked at his goldfish while his dad pulled into the drive-way and knocked on the door. It was late, but he could really care less. Besides, the sign did say 'Day or Night.'

"Timmy, I think there's something watching us," Wanda pointed out. "Something not of this world."

"Another Fairy?" Timmy asked.

"I don't think so," Wanda answered.

"Maybe it's Mark!" Cosmo exclaimed. He got shushed by Timmy and Wanda.

"No, Cosmo, that's not what I meant," Wanda said. "It may be from another dimension, but I'm not sure which."

"What other worlds are there?" Timmy asked.

"Many, too many to name, Timmy, but I think it may be that hero of yours," Wanda said.

"We should go meet him!" Cosmo said.

"That's be cool," Timmy said. He reached for the door-latch to open the door.

"Timmy, no!" Wanda started, but Timmy drowned out the sound and opened the door of the car.

Danny saw a man get out of the car and walk over to the door of the house to knock. He saw his neighbor, Mr. Donson, open the door and begin to talk to him. Then his glance drifted over to the car again. Another door opened, the back passenger door. He saw a little boy of about ten climb out the car, looking around, as if looking for someone. In his hands was a fishbowl with two goldfish in it.

"Great," Danny mumbled very quietly to himself. Then, as if somehow alerting him to a presence, Danny's ghost sense went off. Again. He looked around frantically, hoping not to scare away the to-be neighbors. The last thing he wanted was for a little kid to move next door, but he also didn't want to scare them off.

Alas, he saw the culprit. The Box Ghost. He sighed. How'd he get out again? Worst yet, he didn't have the thermos or any other means of capturing the ghost with him at the moment. All he had was the stupid net-gun. That shot nets. Danny blinked. Duh! Net-gun! He grinned and, forgetting all about the new neighbors, flew up to meet the curious ghost.

"Hey," he said. "How'd you get out again?"

"I AM THE BOX GHOST! I HAVE TOLD YOU BEFORE THAT YOU CANNOT KEEP ME INSIDE A CYLINDRICAL CONTAINER!" the Box Ghost bellowed.

"I have something that isn't so cylindrical," Danny said.

"What may that be?" the Box Ghost questioned.

Danny pulled the net-gun out from behind his back. "A net-gun, let's see if it works on Box Ghosts like yourself," Danny said, taking aim. The Box Ghost was about to run away, turning tail to vanish, but Danny fired before he could. The net trapped the Box Ghost as it had Ember. Since the Box Ghost kept struggling to get free, the net shocked him. Danny grinned. "Stop struggling! Else it'll only be worst," he said.

"You cannot keep me here!" the Box Ghost bellowed.

"Try me," Danny challenged. The Box Ghost stayed silent.

Timmy's dad looked up as the Box Ghost kept struggling and kept getting shocked. Ooh! Look, Timmy, a light show!" he cooed. Every time the net shocked the ghost, it glowed an eerie green/red color, depending on how much the ghost struggled.

Timmy watched in awe at the sight. "Wow," he mumbled.

"That's probably that hero, Timmy!" Cosmo said.

"And he's not a regular hero," Wanda added. "He's a ghost."

"A ghost super hero? That is awesome!" Timmy exclaimed. He watched as the boy dressed in black and white turned towards him at the sound. He winced noticeably and looked back at the being in the net. Then he just vanished. "He's gone!" Timmy said.

"Seems so," Wanda said.

Danny had heard the little boy say 'ghost super hero' and knew, just knew, he would be tough to hide his secret from. How'd he know he was a ghost? Does he know he's only half ghost?

Danny was going to have to lay low for awhile, he knew. If not then stay away from that kid. He hoped this would be easy. He's just one little kid, right? Exactly, how hard is it to keep a secret from a ten-year-old?

-----------------------Next Day-----------------------

Saturday. Next day. 9:50 AM.

"Danny, wake up!" Jazz called.

Danny groaned and covered his head with his pillow. He'd had enough trouble getting the Box Ghost to keep quiet, now this? Jazz knocked on his bedroom door again.

"Danny! Up! Now! We're gonna go meet the new neighbors!"

Danny sat right up at the last part. "What?' he called.

"New neighbors! Now get up and get presentable," Jazz replied and left.

Danny swung his legs over the side of the bed, whipping back the blankets and standing up. He ran to his closet, tore off his pajama shirt and hastily put on his white and red T-shirt. They were going to meet the neighbors. Now was his chance to get a good look at that kid and steer clear of him no matter the cost. He couldn't let his identity get out to a ten-year-old!

Danny was about to exit his room when he noticed he totally forgot about his pajama pants. He rolled his eyes slightly and went back to his closet and replaced the pants with blue jeans. There. Totally presentable.

He ran out the door and into the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, went out the door, down the stairs, and to the front door where his parents and Jazz were waiting. "How long have you guys been up?' he questioned.

"Sine the time when normal people wake up," Jazz said. Seeing her brother's expression harden, she smiled. "Since eight, you over-slept."

"It's Saturday!" Danny exclaimed.

"Now, now, kids, don't fight, we're going to meet the neighbors and put on a good show," Maddie Fenton said. She and Jack were dressed in their regular jump-suits. The only difference was that Jack had on a tie.

"I say we show them all the different ghost weapons and how to protect themselves from the ghosts in this place once we get to be good friends!" Jack said in his regular loud voice.

"He'll never be friend with them like that," Jazz whispered quietly to herself. Danny grinned. She hated everything about the topic 'ghosts.' It was a good thing she wasn't his enemy as were his parents when he was in ghost mode. That would present a small problem.

They all exited the door and walked over to the neighboring house. Outside were a few things the new people were throwing out. Danny surveyed all the things that were there, still not catching anything out of the ordinary. Maybe the kid had just heard of Danny Phantom and knew him by face or something. It was a way better theory than thinking the kid was somehow, in a strange warped sense, magical. He smiled at the thought. Magic, ha! Magic isn't real.

E/N: A short chapter, I know. But it's all for now. I haven't up-dated this story and I just wanted you to know I haven't quite given up on it just yet!

--AiraméPhantom