Ok, I have decided that even a small amount of reviews is worth praise. It's not quantity, it's quality. So I would like to thank EdElricFan1001, PyroVamp22, Thunderstorm101, and my two friends that reviewed for me because they were in a state of pity. I appreciate you guys taking time out of your lives to review my story.
The story writing has gotten slower because school has begun and I am a busy person. Ah, and birthday stuff is coming up! I have prewritten up to chapter 8, but it's getting slower. I'll keep trying, I promise.
Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom. But a friend recently made me a DP swim cap which I love to death! That's as close as I will get to owning DP...sadly. And on with the story...!

Jazz: Wow, isn't this great? We just caught three ghosts tonight!
Danny: No, actually, we just caught one ghost, three times. All of them me!

Chapter Five

Danny's speed got him there within a few minutes and he expected Tucker and Sam there in another few minutes as well. A quick glance over the area determined no one was injured. A light blue mist hiccupped out of his mouth signaling the ghost nearby. As if on cue Skulker, in all his ecto-suited glory, slowly floated up to meet the ghost boy.

"Greetings, ghost child," welcomed Skulker.

"Skulker…" replied Danny. "What are you doing here?"

The metal ghost laughed. "Just releasing one of my latest catches."

Danny's face held a questionable look. "What are you doing letting go of your catches?" he asked. "Usually you take their pelt and hang it on your wall."

"My master has requested me to unleash it on the world," explained Skulker. "And seeing as how it has already begun I will leave."

As he flew away Danny yelled to the sky, "What do you mean 'it has begun?'" Danny clenched his fists and flew down to where his friends had waited for him.

Sam rested on her scooter. "Well that was weird," she said.

Tucker stood next to her with his eyes wide open. His hand pointed to a place behind Danny as he said, "Yeah, but that's weirder!" Danny and Sam both turned to look where Tucker was pointing. They both gasped at the sight.

A large groundhog with a flat, spiked tail was burrowing its way into the ground at remarkable speeds. The surrounding ground in a twenty foot radius was glowing a green color.

Still wide-eyed Tucker said, "I've heard of roadkill, but this is ridiculous." Danny decided this was the time to check out the monster.

"Uh, thing?" Danny asked the creature. Danny noticed at this time the animal had made a fairly decent hole in the ground about eight feet deep.

The ghost-mammal looked over its shoulder to find Danny hovering behind it. The creature had claimed this land as his home and became territorial. It lunged at Danny and attached itself to Danny's chest. The retractable claws came out and ripped through Danny's jumpsuit to feel flesh. Green ectoplasm leaked through the holes in Danny's suit. He grabbed the thing off his chest and threw it on the ground with superhuman force.

Smoke rose from the ground and the beast was in a crouched position baring its fangs towards Danny. Instead of lunging again it fled to the original hole it was in the process of making. Danny followed it as it jumped into the hole. Dirt flew in the air as Tucker and Sam ran over to see what the animal was doing. Soon it had dug to where the teens could not see it in normal light. Tucker could feel a little shock through the ground, but brushed it off and soon forgot about it.

Sam breaking the silence said, "I like the darkness as much as any Goth, but I am not going down there."

Danny continued to look down the hole. "I guess we just let it be. It's not hurting anyone, right?"

Tucker, now bored with the situation, put his helmet on and revved his scooter. "I don't know about you guys," he said. "But I think after a good ghost attack we should replenish our bodies."

Sam looked at him and said, "With what? Corporate produced meat filled with fat and ingredients made to addict you to it like nicotine? Thanks, but no thanks."

"Did you say no to what I was assuming was the Nasty Burger?" asked Tucker.

"Oh, did you mean the Nasty Burger?" said Sam sarcastically. "Well, that's a lot better." She hopped on her scooter and revved it as well. A smile inched its way across her mouth. She pushed off the ground and she started rolling down the hill. "But I call the window seat!" she shouted.

"Hey," exclaimed Tucker. "That's not fair!"

They are your best friends, Danny reminded himself.

Meanwhile, deep in the glowing green ground, the beast burrowed itself a hole and settled for the night. It had a big day tomorrow.

ooh another cliffhanger! how suspenceful! tell me what you like. I take any review I can get and cherish every one of them.

have a nice labor day weekend coming up. i know I will. busy with birthday week stuff and trying to get a funny tan to show off with my strapless at homecoming!