A/N: Aha! I finally up-date! Sorry, ben kind of busy with stuff. Well, enjoy!

Chapter Four

After school Danny found himself just about living in the lab for a long time. He had to clean out the beakers, make sure the portal's Genetic Lock was working, take out the trash, organize everything he could, and take some things out to the shed. He wiped the sweat off his brow and sat down at the bottom step. He'd managed to get detention that day but he somehow also managed to have a lot of time left to spare after doing all his chores in the lab. Maybe Sam and he could catch a late-night movie. It was only seven o'clock now. He grinned as he looked at his watch. If he hurried, they could still catch that movie she wanted to see. It was horror film she thinks would really be good. He, on the other hand, called it baloney. She wanted to prove him wrong by watching it. Looks like their theories might just get proven.

Danny began to go up the stairs, going over everything in his head. First, ask parents. Second, call Sam. Third, take shower and get dressed. Fourth, have a great date without any ghostly interruptions. "Most important, he said aloud, walking out the kitchen into the living room. "make sure I don't-" He stopped dead in the middle of his sentence and in his tracks. In his living room was the one person he hoped to never see again. Uhm, he didn't know her name, but just seeing her made him angry. "You!" he exclaimed.

The silver-haired girl looked up at him. His parents were sitting on the couch opposite the one she was sitting on. Maddie looked at her son and smiled. "Oh hey there, sweetie, we were just talking to your friend," she said. She looked back at the girl. "What's your name again, honey?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I never properly introduced myself," the girl said in her defiant-sounding voice. She stood and gave a short bow. "My name is...Nami, Nami Wade...ston."

"And boy is she great!" Jack bellowed.

"Please, Mr. Fenton, you flatter me," the girl said. Danny knew by the short pauses she took that she had made up the name from the top of her head. She wasn't the one to be trusted, and this only from a few meetings with her.

"She likes talking about ghosts!" Jack continued on. The girl faked a good imitation of a giggle.

"Well, we do share a great interest," she said. "It's no wonder Danny is such a great guy with such great parents." Danny crossed his arms and looked at her. What was she doing here and how did she know where he lives? What kind of game did she think she was playing?

"Jack, please settle down," Maddie said. Jack beamed. "Thank you, Nami. I-"

"Why are you here?" Danny cut in. The girl looked at him. She grinned innocently.

"I'm just here to drop a short visit. Plus, I've got something to tell you that's very important," she said. Now it was Danny's turn to smirk.

"Well then," he said. "I guess I have some time. What is it you want to tell me?"

"It's not exactly for everyone's ears," she said, her smile disappearing.

"I'm sure my parents wouldn't mind, would you mom? Dad?" Danny said. The girl's jaw dropped slightly and she shook her head incredulously, looking as his parents merely shook there heads.

"Well, go ahead," Danny said, urging her on. "What are the big news?"

The girl scowled at him, then decided to play his game. Let's see if he regrets it later. She cleared her expression and said, "I'm sure you have not forgotten when Clockwo-"

"Oh, look at the time," Danny cut in quickly. Great, it didn't work. She was going to say it anyway. "Mom, dad, I'm going to head up to my room to finish all the homework I was left for school today. Nami, will you join me?" Nami, as she named herself, nodded quickly and stood.

"Pleasure to meet you all," she said, bowing again, and began up the stairs behind Danny. Danny went grumbling on about something incoherent. His parents were left wondering what was going on. The girl smiled. Once in his room, Danny quickly closed the door, bolted it. This girl was a ghost, he knew, she could phase out whenever she wanted; but he didn't want his parents intruding.

"What is it you want?" Danny asked, turning to her, away from the door. the silver-haired girl sat on his bed, scanning around.

"Nothing really," she said. "I want nothing from you. But I got to say, you are quite the clever one as well." She stood and walked over to him. She walked so casually, as if nothing was going on. Danny scowled as she stood in front of him. "You know," she started. "It's not like I'm a threat. I could be, but that's not why I'm here."

Danny pushed past her and threw his arms in the air. "Then why are you here?" he asked, frustrated now. "I'm not in the mood for circle today! I had enough of that this morning. Which brings me to my second question: how did you know who I am? I've never met you."

"Why do you always somehow end up revealing your secret identity to the ghosts you fight?" the girl shot back. Danny groaned and sat down on his bed. The girl walked up to him again and sat down beside him. "Look," she said. "I don't like to fool around. I always say it's fun to keep people guessing, but your anger is building up, and-"

"Hey, whatever-your-real-name-is, stop talking to me as if your lecturing me," Danny said.

"I'm not lecturing you, but will you just listen!" the girl asked, getting a bit impatient. This was one knuckle-headed boy! "Your own anger will be your demise."

Danny shook his head and leaned forward on his knees, causing the girl to stop talking. "I can control my anger just fine," he stated firmly, looking at her. "I don't have anger issues."

"I never said you did," she said. "But I know that you've been noticing something strange every time you get into a tight spot. Take beating up that Luis guy, for instance? Tell me you didn't feel anything."

"I don't know what you're talking about. What was I supposed to feel?" he asked. "I didn't mean to beat him up, it just happened."

"That is exactly what I mean," she pointed out. "Something inside you is beginning to snap. Once it does, something not so nice is going to happen. You need to stop it."

"I don't know what it is," Danny said sternly.

"I'll give you a clue, wise guy, you are the cause of whatever's gonna happen. And it's going to happen whether or not you like it. But you can change the out-come. Think about it." The girl stood up them.

"Wait, that didn't make sense," Danny started. "If I'm the cause, can't I..." he stopped as he looked up. The girl was gone. He sighed. "just stop it before it happens..." he finished sadly. He sighed again. This was just so confusing. He was surprised he hadn't gone insane yet. Realization struck. Wait! Insane! The movies! He looked at the clock. They still had time!

Danny jumped up from his seat, grabbed some fresh clothes, and made his way to the bathroom for a quick shower. Maybe, after a date with Sam, he could think this through and crack this puzzle. That girl didn't seem to be of any help at all.

Outside the house, the girl watched in her mirror-like screen as Danny went rushing abut trying to get ready for his date. He'd called Sam, gotten permission from his parents, this should get good. She sighed. "I hate it when they've got someone important to be with when Time needs them most," she murmured. The image in the mirror fogged up, then resumed its clarity as Clockwork came into view.

"Nemisis, tell him," he warned.

"I did."

"No you did not," Clockwork objected.

"Okay, so I left him guessing still, but I told him something! The boy's clever, he should figure it out."

"Have you seen his report card?"

"Yes! Even the Box Ghost can figure this one out!"

Clockwork sighed. "Fine. But like I said, don't mess time up."

"I won't," she said, nodding feebly. She pocketed the glass and quickly went on her way as Danny exited his house. "Time for a stakeout."

E/N: I really hope it isn't very bad, the chapter, but I'm doing my best!

--Airamé Phantom