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After Fury ordered the immediate capture and interrogation of the Fenton boy, he began to second guess his judgment. After all, the only similarities the kid and Phantom had were their basic features. Everything else was almost the exact opposite. One was black haired with blue eyes and, judging by his picture, wasn't the happiest or most confident of people. On the other hand, the other had pure white hair and green eyes that could actually glow in the dark. He was also very confident, almost overly so. Fury wouldn't be surprised if the kids arrogance got him in trouble a few times. That coupled with the fact that humans and ghosts were opposites and that it was nearly impossible for a ghost to be in cahoots with the son of two ghost hunters made this really hard to believe.

Still, Fury thought as he stared at a picture of Danny Fenton while standing on the landing strip of the helicarrier, something didn't seem right here. This feeling only grew in Fury when the transport he had been expecting came into view.

Fury straightened his back and put his hands behind it as he watched the transport slowly approach the helicarrier and eventually descend onto the deck. The director took a deep breath in anticipation as the ramp to the transport began to lower and two agents fully clad in the heaviest of Shield's armor started walking down the ramp with a scrawny kid in between them. Judging from the picture currently behind Fury's back, this kid was the Fenton child he had been waiting for. The kid looked even more boney than the picture showed though. The kid seemed to have a little bit of muscle too. Though, it didn't seem like the kid earned it from working out.

Wow, this kid has the exact same frame as Phantom. Same height and everything. Fury thought as the rotors on the helicopter started to pick up once again and began to rise off the helicarrier's deck. Most likely on orders to support a team of agents on a nearby battlefield.

"Sir," one of the agents said as he dragged the kid over to Fury with another agent at his side. "We have the kid just like you ordered, sir. What do you want us to do with him?"

Fury looked over the kid once more. This must've been his third check, but the director just kept finding more and more oddities on him. Like now he noticed that the kid had many scars around his lower neck. Fury already knew that there were more of these scars hiding under the kid's shirt. "Take him to one of our interrogation rooms." Fury said as his gaze turned to the kid's arm. The kid followed the director's gaze and seemed to shrink when he noticed the object of the director's attention. That didn't stop Fury from staring though. He could clearly see dried up blood through the bandages and even saw some green liquid that, if Fury didn't know any better was ectoplasm. "Oh, and make sure that the kid's arm is properly treated."

The agents walked away with the child in tow, but Fury couldn't get the image of the kid's bandaged arm out of his mind. He still hadn't found any reported firefights near the Fenton residence that would warrant the kid getting shot. He must've gone out of his way to get hit. Why though? Did his parents want to make a martyr out of him so they can force SHIELD out of Amity Park? Did they hate SHIELD that much? Maybe SHIELD was cutting into their business and they didn't like that. Maybe they were causing these ghosts to appear in the first place and they hated how SHIELD was trying to fix it. They certainly had the technology to replicate a wound created by a weapon used by SHIELD, but how would they create the special bullet? They may have the technology, but they weren't as smart as the engineers working for SHIELD. There was no way they knew the first thing about creating an ectoplasm laced bullet. This meant Fury was missing something still. A big piece of the puzzle that is Amity Park.

Fury turned to face the side of the helicarrier as he watched the transport from before fly down near a run down sector of Amity Park. That used to be a big financial hub until Phantom fought another, very powerful ghost there and ended up destroying the entire neighborhood. The city didn't have the money to repair it due to their growing ghost problems and the businesses could no longer operate there, so it was abandoned. It was apparently worth the lives of his agents though, since there must've been a battle down there or the transport wouldn't be heading there. Most likely it was a lost firefight. Another one of many to add to their growing number of losses.

Fury looked away from the transport and instead entered the lower decks of the helicarrier to find out what interrogation room the Fenton boy was in. A higher ranking officer was walking by when Fury stuck his hand out to stop him. "Hey, do you know where this kid is being interrogated?" Fury asked holding up the picture that was previously behind his back.

The officer took a good look at it before scratching his head and saying "I-uh-yeah, he is a deck below us near the medical bay. One of the agents said they wanted to keep him near it incase his arm began acting up, sir."

Fury nodded his head. "Thanks, soldier."

Fury kept walking down the hall and turned right to head down a flight of stairs. Fury's earpiece started acting up, but he choose to just turn it off and keep walking down the stairs. Whatever it was, it couldn't be as important as what Fury had to deal with this kid. He reached the lower deck and turned down the hall with the medical bay and interrogation room in it. Next to one of the doors stood the same two agents that escorted the boy onto the deck.

"Sir!" both soldiers shouted as they gave a salute. Fury returned the salute without putting much effort into it and looked at the door. "Is this where the boy is?" he asked.

"Yes sir" the agent to the left of him said. "He is being looked over by the doctor. The Fenton's apparently didn't do the best job at bandaging him up, most likely they just jury rigged it all together, so the doctor wants to check the boy out to see what supplies he will need to properly bandage him."

Just another blunder by this kid's parents. They are really starting to annoy me. Fury thought putting his head down to hide his emotions. "Well get the doctor out of the room. I need to start questioning the boy."

"Yes, sir!" the agent to the right said right before he started knocking on the door. While he did that, Fury turned to the other agent, "Where is Mr. Deggle? I figured he might want to watch this since he is helping me search for Phantom."

"Sir, he and Ms. Hill are both on the command deck. There seems to be something going on. Maybe you should head over there."

Fury had to stop himself from glaring at the agent. He wasn't going to take orders from someone of a lower rank! Especially when his goal was so near! Fury could just taste all the information this boy had on Phantom. "No, go run down to the command deck and find out what's going on." Fury said completely forgetting about the piece he turned off in his ear.

The agent was about to point it out to the director, when he noticed the frown on Fury's face. It was a little secret kept by most of the soldiers on the helicarrier that Fury was like a monster when he was angry. The agent wasn't about to risk his neck talking to Fury any more than he had to. Especially when Fury was getting angrier by the second. "Yes, sir."

Fury took a step back as the door to the interrogation room opened and the doctor came out.

"Sir, I an going to need many supplies from the medical bay before I can even think about helping the boy," the golden haired man said.

Fury just waved what the man said off. "I don't care. I just want to get the information out of the kid. That's my priority; everything else is second.

"Sir?"

Fury closed his eyes and brought his hand up to start rubbing his temples. "Just get your supplies."

The man nodded his head and all but ran back to the medical bay without another word. Yet another person that wondered what was going on inside their director's head.

Fury took a deep breath and stared at the dark brown door. Beyond this door held all the secrets he had been waiting so patiently for. Beyond this door could hold the ticket to finally capturing Phantom. He place one of his hands on the door and was about to push before turning to the remaining agent. "Make sure no one disturbs this interrogation. I don't care if the world is burning, no one is to interrupt me, got it?"

The agent hesitated to salute. "Yes, sir. Whatever you say, sir."

The director turned the knob on the door and entered the room. The room seemed to be all gray but Fury couldn't fully tell because the lights were off. In the room sat one lone table and chair currently being occupied by the Fenton boy. He seemed a little queesy from nervousness and kept grabbing at the water bottle on the table with his good hand. He sat up a little straighter though when Fury entered the room. "Mr. Fenton, I am Director Fury head of SHIELD. Do you know why I'm here?"

"Look dude," the raven haired boy said. "I have no idea why you're here." the kid tried to be confident and look at Fury, but the director noticed the object of the kid's gaze.

"Do you know how I got this eye patch?" the director asked walking around Danny.

"um...no." the kid seemed to be getting uncomfortable, the exact reaction Fury was hoping for.

"I got it back in World War 2. Who knew that a grenade held so much power. That if one fragment from it hits you in the eye, you will start to lose your sight. Then it will get worse and worse until you can no longer see out of it."

The kid's eyes widened until he raised an eyebrow? "Wait World War 2 was like seventy five years ago. You don't look any older than fifty."

Fury stood behind the Fenton child so he couldn't be seen. "That's classified."

The kid seemed to be squirming in his chair. This was the perfect opportunity Fury was hoping for. "So, what do you know about Phantom?"

The boy almost jumped out of his seat and started stuttering as he tried to form a coherent sentence. "Y-you mean the g-ghost. I-I don't know him." the kids tried to give a smile that just made him look even more guilty.

"Kid, we already know that you and your friends are in cahoots with Phantom. Your friends are currently being interrogated down in Amity Park. You though, have caught my eye."

The kid looked down at the table and didn't meet Fury's gaze. "I have no idea what you're talking about, Mr. Fury sir. I never met Phantom."

Even when the kid appeared to be at his weakest, he still wasn't going to give Fury the information he wanted, no needed to have. This kid was in the safety of the helicarrier while Fury's agents died on the battlefield! No, Fury couldn't have that.

Something in him snapped and he could only look down at the boy with rage and contempt. "God damnit boy!" he shouted as he pounded on the table and got right up into the kid's face. I know that you know something about Phantom and you will tell me! That is, unless you want me to charge you for the murder of all the citizens that have died in the conflict going down in your city!"

The director seemed to cool down for a second as he stared at the kid's bandaged arm. Didn't Phantom get shot in that exact same spot. That was how Mr. Deggle tracked Phantom, right?

Fury got out of the boy's face and turned around to begin a new strategy when pounding came from the door.

"Sir! Sir!"

Fury walked over to the door and opened it. "What is it." he growled.

The agent who was pounding on the door took a step back and put his hands up to his chest. "Uh, there is an emergency on the command deck. You should really see this."

Fury turned to the other agent. "You weren't supposed to let anyone interrupt me!"

This soldier gulped before saying, "I know sir, but this is really important. Phantom is currently going berserk in Amity Park. He has already destroyed two convoys and is currently assaulting one of our bases of operations."

"Is it because we have his friends?" Fury asked as he tried to think of a reason the ghost was suddenly aggressive.

"No sir, he is attacking a completely different part of the city. If anything, he seems to be mad at SHIELD for attacking him earlier. Ms. Hill, and Mr. Deggle tried to reach you on your earpiece, but they couldn't contact you."

The director's eyes widened as he realized his blunder. Finally remembering his earpiece, he turned it on and spoke into it. "Ms. Hill, mobilize all units on reserve. We're going Phantom hunting."

Amorpho knew this was a bad idea. Attacking a military was one thing, but attacking a military when they were equipped with weapons to take out ghosts was just suicide. He had to do it though, and he had to do it as Phantom. He still didn't know why he was supposed to be Phantom while doing it. The halfa was already arrested by SHIELD, but apparently his master didn't want their battle to end quite yet.

So here he was, attacking yet another convoy of SHIELD agents. This one appeared to be carrying a bunch of fuel, making his job so much easier. With one ectoplasmic blast, A huge explosion erupted from one of the trucks enveloping the rest of the convoy in a fiery ball. He could already hear the screams from the agents not caught in the blast as they reported another attack by Phantom.

A buzzing came from Amorpho's pocket and he picked up the phone. "There Master. I have done exactly what you asked. I destroyed the base and all of their convoys."

"Good" a deep voice said. "Now leave before the SHIELD reinforcements arrive to take you out. Oh and don't worry, since you did what I ordered I won't kill your loved ones. Just remember that you are one of mine now."

Amorpho turned to watch the smoke coming from the convoy. Tt seemed to block out the sun, or at least Amorpho's sun. "Yes...Master."

So there we have it. We are another step close to the end. Woot? This was all written and editted in the span of 3 days. I was actually surprised to find out that some of the stuff in this story actually fits into the Marvel Agents of Shield timeline, well sort of. Anyway, I want to thank you all for your reviews. I never expected to get 12 reviews for just one of my chapters. It is very surprising and gives me pride in my stories. So if you have anything to say then don't forget to leave a review!

Reviews:

Inviso-Al: I also live near Cleveland; I just never really leave my city so I don't go to Cleveland too often. Obviously Fury will slowly torture Danny until he too gains ghost powers and blows up the planet with the power of music. I totally already said that.

newboyL True, true, I just realized that I never had Danny use any of his more powerful attacks. Usually just ectoblasts and that's no fun. Hmm….Interesting.

Azorawing: Isn't tense the best. It's just so lovely with its ability to draw people into a story. Also, it just fits this story so perfectly.

SnowMiko: You can only hide a secret from the very intrusive government for so long. NSA anyone? That gives me an idea to do a very strange parody.