Now Danielle Phantom will be introduced to the story. If you've seen the episode Double Cross My Heart, you'll probably get the idea of the flying machines The Guys in White use for this ghost-chase I wrote. I don't know what they actually call those things in the show, so I just called them Aerial- Chasers. In addition, those who haven't seen the episodes Kindred Spirits or D-Stabilized, in some of the description, I've included a quick rundown of how the Dani with an "I" even got into the story in the TV series. I've also included some instructions on how to get to a web page where I posted pictures that I've made of my older version of her. Go to my prophile and click on the link to the Livevideo account that I have and then click on the Photos tab. I've also done a bit of a preview for this story. If you click on the Videos tab on my livevideo channel, you can see that as well.

Disclaimer though: Danny Phantom and all of its original characters belong to Butch Hartman. Even though I purposely made my older Dani design look like she could actually be in the show, the design and this storyline idea is the only thing about Danny Phantom that belongs to me.

But anyway, hope you enjoy this next chapter.

Chapter 2: The Unexpected but Long Awaited Hunt

Flying far above the forest, where the Guys in White were hiding, was indeed a ghost-hybrid with the last name of Phantom, but an entirely different and unexpected kind. Even though, the two did look quite similar, there were several differences that said that this was definitely not Danny Phantom.

For one thing, this was a girl. A half-ghost female, and her name was Danielle Phantom (or Dani for short, spelled with an I).

Like Danny Phantom, she wore a black-and-white jumpsuit with a white logo in a combination of the letters D and P on her chest, and she also had snow-white hair.

There were a few differences in the design of their jumpsuits however. On Danielle's outfit, in addition to the silver belt they both had on their waists, there was another silver strip that went from her right shoulder and extended across her chest to the waist on her left and circled back up across her back, meeting at the right shoulder again. It was just above this strip that the Phantom logo was placed. From the top of this silver strip, the right sleeve was also silver. She had a black glove that stretched passed her elbow on this arm. On the other arm her sleeve was black and the glove was silver. The neckline of her jumpsuit was also different than Danny's and her pants were curve-cut and had large, silver, shapes that extended down the side of her legs and wrapped around the ankle of her pant-legs. The silver color extended to her footwear.

The girl's lengthy, snow-white hair extended all the way down to her waist and was tied back in a low ponytail. Her long, thick bangs, when the wind wasn't blowing them back, covered half of her face, hiding one of her bright green eyes.

As the now, teenage ghost-girl flew towards Amity Park, she closed her eyes and felt the wind fly passed her face and through her long, white, pony-tailed hair. She continued to soar as she began reflecting back on passed events she had with her cousin Danny. Or rather, that's what she always referred to him as.

In reality, the two actually had no relation at all. Danielle had been the result of a faulty and evil experiment conducted by none other than Vlad Plasmius himself. He had been trying to make a clone of Danny to have as his own son and annihilate the original Danny. When he kept on getting unsatisfactory results, he had sent Danielle, the only decent clone he was able to make so far, to assist in capturing the real ghost-boy to get a proper DNA sample, so Vlad could complete his primary-clone. Danielle, thinking that Vlad truly considered her to be a daughter to him, gladly did whatever he asked her to.

It was fortunate that before things went too far, Danny was able to help the girl clone of him see how Vlad really only thought of her as a mistake: nothing more than "a mess that he wasn't going to clean up" as Danny had put it.

Danielle, at first, refused to listen to him. Vlad had told her that the DNA sample was to stabilize her to keep her from melting down to a green puddle of ectoplasm like all the other imperfect clones did. But when Vlad asked her to put her own life on the line to get the sample, she realized that Danny was right and rebelled against her creator.

Teaming up with Danny, they were able to defeat Vlad and stop his 'Danny Phantom replacement' plans. After that event, the two Phantoms practically considered each other as cousins since they were already similar in so many ways. In fact, since she was after all a clone of the ghost boy, he technically thought of her to be a part of him.

Danielle still wondered how, even though she was working for Vlad, Danny was able to see passed the evil servant of his arch nemesis and see the desperate little, supposedly only twelve-year-old, girl who was only wanting to stay alive.

However it happened though, the clone of the original Danny Phantom was eternally grateful for it. Later on, Danny had even helped her to find a way to stabilize her and keep Vlad from purposely melting her down into non-being.

Since then, Danielle had been doing some crime fighting of her own. Just, in a more anonymous matter than her older cousin. She wasn't nearly as well known as the hero that he was. In fact, hardly anyone knew that she even existed. And she preferred it that way. She felt it wasn't her place to steal the reputation her cousin had earned simply by working so hard to get rid of the one he originally had as a juvenile fugitive.

During her two years of undercover acts of service, Danielle had also been wandering around in her human form, checking the news whenever possible and seeing how her cousin was doing. After a while though, she decided that she wanted to see him personally.

The problem was, since she too had been out and abroad, she hadn't been in touch with Danny. Therefore, she didn't know where the Fenton's were now living. But she was still determined to find him and she thought Amity Park would be the best place to start. Perhaps she could ask Tucker, if he was willing. She and the friend of her cousin had not exactly become acquainted the last time they met. Still, it would be worth a try.

As she was seeing Amity Park up ahead, she started to think of how Tucker would react to her sudden reappearance. She also began to think of what to check out first as soon as she arrived, when she suddenly heard a loud bang from below her.

Baffled, she looked down to see what in the woods could possibly be making such a noise. Then she gasped, for she saw something electronic and blue flying right at her from the canopy of the woods. The girl-hybrid halted in mid-flight as fast as she could and barely dodged it in time. It zoomed right in front of her, missing her only by inches. "Whoa! Where'd that come from?" She exclaimed aloud.

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Back down in the woods, the Guys in White slammed their fists on the control panels in frustration at having missed their target. "We'll have to get the aerial-chasers. We can't lose him." Operative K. said urgently and they rushed outside.

The two flying machines were parked just outside their stronghold and the agents each got into their own and took off.

Since Danny was on the governments good side now, if he got away and told them about the attack they had put him under, the Guys in White would be in trouble.

As soon as they rose above the canopy, they began firing at the shadowed mass of ecto-energy with anti-ecto-weapons that their vehicles were equipped with. The ghost dodged them and then abruptly bulleted away, towards Amity Park, faster than ever. The Operatives zoomed after what they thought was Danny Phantom and started firing ecto-blasters at it, which the ghost additionally dodged.

They turned on the headlights for their crafts to try and get a better view of their target but it began to zigzag everywhere, staying out of range of their lights. It seemed Phantom had become much better at eluding them than ever, but they still had to bring him down if they were going to remain in business. They would not lose him again after two whole years of searching.

The two ghost-hunting agents stayed focused and locked onto their target, slowly beginning to gain as they fired more blasts from their ecto-weapons. The ghost only dodged the ones it could and any other blasts seemed to be canceled out by green, destructive energy that it fired back. The Guys in White still couldn't quite see the form, despite the light-show but they guessed that the green blasts were ecto-plasmic energy rays. The only ghost they knew who used those so commonly was Danny Phantom, so it must be him.

The mass of ectoplasm kept swerving this way and that, in an airborne chase, occasionally trying to fire more ecto-rays at its pursuers, but the ghost-hunters simply shielded themselves from the attacks and kept closing in. They were now only yards away from their prey. They turned their lights back on and barely got a glimpse of the black and white jumpsuit when the target suddenly vanished.

The Guys in White halted in their air vehicles, and hovered on the spot, looking around in the dark night sky.

"He must have turned invisible." Operative K. said.

"It doesn't matter, whether he's invisible or not." Operative O. responded, as he started pressing some buttons on his craft's control panel. "We can still detect him with our new scanners."

Sure enough, within only a few seconds, they detected the ecto-plasmic signature. According to the scanners, the source of the signature had also stopped. It was trying to creep around them and back in the direction of Amity Park. They suspected that the ghost must have thought the sudden rush of wind of something in full flight would alert them of its whereabouts, so it wasn't just bolting.

Being careful not to show that they knew where it was, Operative K. charged another Spectral-Diffusion devise that they had installed in their aerial-chasers. Taking aim at the indicated place on the Spectral-Radar, he fired.

The device flew forward and true from its shooting mechanism. Only a few yards away, the device stopped suddenly, seemingly in midair, and emitted blue sparks of electric energy as it nailed its target.

"Direct hit." Operative K. said, with a broad grin. The Guys in White smiled as they heard the ghost cry out in pain. It was then that they shined their vehicle headlights on their victim that they saw something blurry start to take form before it started falling down towards the woods below.

"We'll lose the ecto-plasmic signature on our scanners once his ghost-powers are dysfunctional." Operative O. reported but also smiling in triumph.

"He won't get far without them anyway. He'll be much easier to take into custody once that happens." Operative K. responded. Then the two steered their crafts downward to retrieve their fallen prey.

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Danielle felt herself tumble further and further down, towards the canopy of the woods. The sharp pain she felt in her side where the device had hit, sent the worst tingling sensation throughout her entire body and she felt herself start to lose control of her powers.

She continued falling as she struggled to get the device that was doing this to her off. The tingling got worse to a point where it almost hurt. She looked down to see the tops of the trees rushing at her as she fell towards them. The injured girl tried to go intangible to ease the impact when it happened, but it wasn't working. She was also starting to flicker in and out of invisibility and she knew she couldn't hold it for much longer.

She braced herself, and hit the canopy like a comet. But she didn't stop there. She continued to tumble down through the thick branches of the trees hitting several especially large branches painfully hard on the way. She tried to grab a hold of one of them to stop her fall, but another jolt from the device that was still clinging onto her forced her to let go. She fell the rest of the way to the ground, which she hit hard on her back.

By now, she lost her control of her invisibility completely and turned perceptible again, unwillingly. She struggled to her hands and knees and another sudden spectral-disrupting jolt reminded her of the infernal device. With great effort against the continuous jolts and pain from the device, she finally ripped it off and tossed it aside.

She moaned as she felt her right side where the device had been. It still hurt and she didn't feel herself getting any better despite the devices removal. She sat back on her knees and moved her hand away to examine where the pain was. To her slight shock, she found green, slimy stuff had stained her silver glove. Her first impulse was that she was melting again, but then she realized that the green substance was her ghost-blood. The constant jolts that came from the device must have penetrated her jumpsuit and pierced her skin.

She had no time to tend to it, though. Just then, the teenage ghost heard the sound of aircrafts beginning to close in. Her attackers were still after her. She had to get out of there.

Danielle stood up and tried to fly but was only able to float forward a few feet before also losing that power. Her feet drifted back into contact with the ground.

The female hybrid's attackers were getting closer, and she hated to think what would happen if they found her.

Since she couldn't fly, she resorted to running. The ghost-hunters continued to close in as she dodged and ducked through low branches and foliage of the woods.

In spite of her surprising effort, the ghostly girl still didn't get very far before she started to feel the rest of her strength begin to fall short. Eventually, she just couldn't run anymore and slowed down to another tree. Leaning on it for support, she took several deep breaths before looking behind her to see her pursuers getting closer, still.

They were perhaps only a fifty feet away now. Danielle knew she had to keep going if she was to avoid getting caught. But as soon as she took another step forward, she collapsed to her hands and knees on the forest floor.

As much as she tried to get back up, her muscles just would not hold out for her. She couldn't keep the energy she needed to maintain her ghost form either. Her powers completely gave out and the girl felt herself revert back to her human form before her physical strength also left her. She collapsed the rest of the way to the ground, hearing the sounds of the ghost-hunters now closing in with their flying machines. It was over. The teenage hybrid could barely move, much less escape.

Within another second or two she started to hear raspy breathing noises, gradually getting louder all the time. She forced her strength to hold her head up for just a second and looked through blurring and unfocused eyes to see moving bushes and branches. The movement of the heavily leaved undergrowth came closer to her by the second. Something else was in the woods and moving fast, towards her. But she couldn't keep her head up to see what it was. She was too weak to get away from that either.

The girl's head dropped to the ground and all she saw of what it was, before slipping into unconsciousness, was a massive, dark form that stopped over her now helpless body.

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"The signature's gone from the Radar now." Operative K. said.

"No matter." Operative O. put in. "The monitor said that he stopped before we lost it. We still know where he is, even if the scanners can't detect him anymore."

The two agents, with feelings of accomplishment, steered their one-person aircrafts down to the sight where the spectral signal was last indicating. They slowly descended through the brush of the canopy until it started to clear up and they could see the forest floor. They carefully maneuvered through the trees, visually scanning the area to see where their ghostly victim had fallen. But they couldn't find what they were looking for.

"Strange." Operative O. commented out loud. "I could have sworn he landed around here before we lost the signal." They found a nice clear spot on the forest floor and smoothly landed there. The agents got out of the crafts and looked around for a second.

"With his ghost-powers shorted out, he couldn't have gotten far." Operative K. told him. "Let's split up."

"Acknowledged."

Both took out spectral restraints for when they found their captive and went their separate ways. They didn't bring their scanners, since they would be useless in finding Danny Phantom right now anyway and began to search, keeping a wary eye out.

Their search spread further and further away from the original spot and they still couldn't find the ghost they were sure they had succeeded in shooting down.

Though, they had brought pocket flashlights, they couldn't see any tracks through the thickly darkened brush and shadow of the woods, much less the forest floor. The headlights of their hovercrafts would have been better use, but the woods were too thick around here to be able to move through them with something that bulky.

Neither operative kept track of how much time passed since they left their crafts but it was clear that it was a very long time indeed. In fact, it was far too long a time to have still not found their subject.

"This is impossible." Operative K. contacted through a com-link to his partner. "How could he have just disappeared?"

"He couldn't have turned invisible if his ghost-powers aren't working." Operative O. pointed out in response through his own com-link. "And the device was specifically programmed to also drain any physical, human strength that he had."

"Could there have been a glitch in the Spectral-Diffuser?"

"Negative. We've checked for any errors in the programming, as well as in the device itself, several times."

"So if nothing was wrong with the device, where could he have gone?"

Neither agent spoke for a long time as they disappointedly made their way back to their aerial-chasers. When they met back at their aircrafts, they took off and headed back towards their base.

This time, if word got out to the government, the Guys in White were in for it. But how in the world could the ghost-hybrid have escaped from them in the first place? Despite their seemingly flawless plans of bringing him in, he had slipped through their fingers. The question still remained of how.