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Legend:

"Someone is talking."

'Someone is thinking.'

"A technique is being used."

Chapter Six:

(The Ghost Zone)

Nicolai Technus smiled to himself as he watched the portal to the Human World begin to open. It appeared as if his newest calculations on when the portal would open were correct. After so many years of being trapped in the Ghost Zone he would finally be able to return to the Human World. The very thought caused Technus to frown slightly as his heart clenched due to the memories that the thought invoked.

For years, he had looked for a portal back into the Human World, with little to no success. Now though, thanks to the information the Lunch Lady had provided him before her unfortunate capture by Walker, he had found one. It was a stable portal even!

Of course, the portal had been closed when he had first found it but that was not a problem. With his keen intellect and mathematical genius, it had been child's play to figure out just when the portal would open next.

"As if something so primitive could've mystified me for so long." Technus stated in a light Russian accent before he scoffed. "Me, Technus the Master of all Science and Technology! Hah! I—"

Technus stopped mid-monologue when he sensed a brief flare of(Would it be Reitsu or something different since these are ghosts?)from behind him. He turned around only to see a barrage of silver rockets rushing towards him. Gritting his teeth, Technus released a mild beam of pure ectoplasm at the rockets which caused them to explode.

This wasn't the best idea that he ever had since the rockets released a massive, green-tinted explosion. Technus shielded himself from it with a basic shield which he then lowered once the worst of it had passed. Then, through the rapidly dissipating smoke, he got a good look at his sudden attacker.

It was a large Ghost with light-blue skin, green eyes, and flaming green hair that was done up in a Mohawk style. The Ghost was wearing a sleeveless black shirt, black pants, dark-gray gauntlets, and dark-gray skull-shaped boots. He also had a skull necklace around his neck and a piece of grey armor on his left shoulder. This was the self-proclaimed 'Best Hunter of the Ghost Zone', Skulker. Nicolai had dealt with this young upstart many times in the past but Skulker had always come back for more.

He didn't have time to deal with Skulker right now, not when the portal was just about to open. "What are you doing here, Skulker? I'd thought that a hip young 'Hunter' like you would be hunting those weaker than you. And, as of the last time we battled... I proved I'm still stronger than you."

"I've gotten an upgrade you sniveling little scientist." Skulker bit out before he grinned as he raised his hands, releasing a stream of tiny missiles from his fingers. "Prepare to become one of my trophies!"

Nicolai conjured a shield to block the missiles but grew surprised when the missiles didn't detonate against its surface. Instead, the missiles actually went through his shield as if it wasn't here. That could only mean that those missiles were from the Human World, but how could Skulker have gotten his hands on Human missiles?

'No matter.' Technus thought as he materialized a large computer-chip in his hand. He then threw the chip at one of the the missiles before it started to fly around on its own. He then watched as it quickly cut through each of the missles, causing them to detonate.

"You're too slow, Technus…" Skulker's voice said from behind him.

Nicolai spun around, only to come face-to-face with an invention that he himself had created. Or rather an invention that he had created as a Human before he had died and had become a Ghost. It was his Spirit-catching Lava-Lamp, both stylish and practical it had been one of his greatest creations. As a Human, he had invented it to catch spirits to use in his research on another project but unfortunately he had died before he had been able to completely finish it. It appeared that Skulker had finished it for him.

Nicolai attempted to resist the pull of the lamp but was unable to and for once in his un-life cursed the fact that he was so brilliant. Screaming in denial, he was slowly pulled into his own invention. Once he was fully inside, he glared at the seemingly giant-sized version of Skulker and pounded his fists against the glass.

"You can't keep me in here forever Skulker! And when I get out you better watch it!" Technus growled threateningly. "I'll kill you!"

Skulker scoffed at trapped scientist and then closed his eyes. In the next second, hundreds of silver Nanobots emerged from Skulker's skin and consumed Technus' prison. The Nanobots then merged back with Skulker's body, leaving no trace that the Lava Lamp had existed at all. Seconds later, Skulker opened his eyes as a predatory grin spread across his face. Now that he had the scientist, it would be that much easier to capture the Arrancar.

Perhaps if he caught the Arrancar fast enough, maybe he could hunt something else? Maybe a few endangered animals for his collection of furs? Yes, that sounded good.

XXXXXX

(Meanwhile—Amity Park—The junkyard)

It had been two weeks since Danny had battled and ultimately defeated the Lunch Lady. While the threat had passed, Danny, Sam, and Tucker continue to meet at the junkyard for more training.

At the moment, the three teenagers could be found in a remote clearing within the junkyard. Danny was standing in the middle of the clearing while Sam and Tucker stood atop a pile of cars.

"Okay Danny… let's start off with that speed technique of yours." Sam said as she and Tucker each palmed a tennis ball.

During the battle with the Lunch Lady, Danny had discovered that he could also channel his energy into his legs and feet to increase his speed. Since this discovery, Danny had been learning how much energy he would need to put into the technique. He had found that once he passed a certain amount of energy, his speed wouldn't increase anymore. Furthermore, once he passed that limit, he would begin to waste energy needlessly.

That was why they were doing today's practice session, to learn control. Sam and Tucker would be throwing tennis balls up in the air he would have to catch them using his speed technique. The purpose of this exercise was to get use to the movement of the technique and learn it's limits.

"Let's do it." Danny said.

Tucker and Sam nodded before they quickly began to throw their tennis balls into the air. To make it more difficult, they were throwing the balls as far away from them as possible and in every direction possible. Following the balls with his eyes, Danny vanished within a blur of motion. He reappeared fifty feet from his original position where he then proceeded to grab a ball before he zoomed off towards another one. He kept up at this for what seemed like an eternity; running towards the ball, catching the ball, and repeat.

After five minutes of seeing the world as a blur, Danny finally stopped as Tucker and Sam had no more balls to throw. Danny panted heavily after he cancled the technique; though he had gotten better at the technique he still wasted a lot of his energy when he tried to use it continuously.

'Chōkasoku.' A whispering voice said in his ear.

Danny's head whipped up at that strange voice, only to see nobody there. Even the use of his sonar technique, Pesquisa, revealed nothing. The only things that could talk within this clearing were him, Sam, Tucker and yet no one had said anything.

'So where is that voice coming from then?'

Unable to figure it out and unwilling to admit that he might be going crazy, Danny pushed his thoughts about the voice aside. He then turned to face Tucker and Sam, who didn't seem to have noticed anything abnormal.

"… I think we're done for the day. What do you guys think?" Danny asked his friends who were still on top of the car pile.

Sam looked down at him and crossed her arms, "I think that you need to get us down from these cars before we can continue this discussion."

Danny almost slapped himself in the forehead. How could he have forgotten? He then channeled some of his remaining energy into his feet before he actually stepped onto the air itself. When he had first used this ability during his battle against the Lunch Lady, Danny had used it instinctively. Since then he had put endless hours of training in to be able to use it without even thinking about it.

Danny took another step in the air before, like he was climbing a staircase, he began to walk up towards Sam. He offered his arm and then, when she took it, walked back down and let Sam go. He then repeated the process, except for Tucker instead of Sam.

As Danny downed his water, he couldn't help but remember how much Sam and Tucker had changed over the last two weeks.

XXXXXX

(Eleven days ago—Amity Park—The junkyard)

It had been three days since Danny's battle against the Lunch Lady, and the Amity Trio were currently meeting at their now official "hideout", the junkyard, to discuss what they were going to do. They needed to be prepared incase another Ghost like the Lunch Lady showed up.

"I don't know why you're so worried Danny." Tucker stated as he leaned back in a chair that they found. "I mean, what are the odds of another Ghost like the Lunch Lady showing up?"

"I don't think so. The Lunch Lady won't be the last Ghost we'll see, I'm sure of it." Sam responded, rummaging through her backpack to get something.

"Sam's right Tucker, the Lunch Lady said that she was one of the weakest Ghosts there was." Danny said, looking at his best friend. "If we want to stand a chance against any of the stronger Ghosts, then I'll have to master my powers."

"Actually Danny, I have some news about that. I did some research on those words you mentioned, and I've discovered a connection between them. They're all in Spanish." Tucker replied as he started typing in his P.D.A.

Danny and Sam exchanged a glance before they both turned to Tucker, their expressions demanding that the boy start explaining. Tucker laughed nervously at the look from his two friends, before he brought up a file on his P.D.A.

"F-first off, we have Pesquisa, which is Spanish for 'Inquiry'." Tucker stated nervously.

"That actually makes sense." Danny murmured. "I use it to find out about the world around me, which is kinda like an inquiry…"

"The next two seemed the most important ones, Arrancar and Hueco Mundo. Individually, they mean 'To Tear Off' and 'Hollow World'." Tucker explained.

"'To Tear Off'?" Sam said as a confused expression appeared on her face. "To tear off what?"

At Sam's words, Danny had a flashback of what happened to him during the Ghost Portal Accident. It was when he had turned on the Ghost Portal that something had poured out of his mouth and covered his face.

"Wait a minute… this doesn't make any sense. When I fought the Lunch Lady, all of her attacks were named in French, not Spanish. Why would they name their techniques in Spanish if their French?"

Tucker already had an answer ready, as he had thought that Danny would've asked this question. "That's what confused me too, until I thought of something… What if Hueco Mundo isn't where the Ghosts live? What if it's a completely different place with completely different inhabitants?"

"That… that makes sense. The more we learn about Ghosts, the more it seems like Danny isn't one of them." Sam said, looking over the evidence Tucker had presented.

"Hollow World… What does that mean exactly?" Danny asked, speaking up.

Tucker shifted his gaze from his P.D.A., to his friend, before he answered. "Well, a place is usually named after a specific trait of the land, or something around that, or… it is named after some of its inhabitants."

'Hollow?' Danny thought, looking down as he did so. 'Is that what I am?'

Sam could see the growing tension caused by Tucker's findings and decided to break it. "Well… on a separate note, I have an announcement to make." Sam said, before a small smirk appeared on her face. "I have decided that I'm going to learn how to fight."

That bit of news took Danny by surprise as he never thought that his ultra-hippie friend would ever put down her sign for a weapon.

"Why? I thought you were all about peaceful protests and picket signs." Danny responded, confusion clearly present in his voice.

Sam's demeanor seemed to do a 180 as she lowered her head before she looked away from her two friends. Where there was once a strong and confident young woman was a meek individual. Apparently, she considered that stack of tires she was staring at very appealing as she stared at the pile rather than her friends.

"When I was captured by the Lunch Lady, I was terrified… I felt so helpless… so powerless." Sam admitted as her eyes became wet. "I could do nothing… and the only reason I'm not dead, is because she didn't want to hurt me in the first place."

Danny felt guilty, and ashamed, as he remembered how he couldn't protect his friend from that deranged Ghost. He also felt guilty for bringing the subject up, causing Sam to remember the events of her kidnapping. The black-haired boy turned to glance at his friend Tucker, not knowing how to respond to Sam's statement, and found Tucker in the same situation. Even more so, considering that he was the one that got Sam kidnapped in the first place, by telling the Lunch Lady that she had changed the menu.

Three minutes passed in complete silence amongst the friends. After those three minutes, Sam pulled herself together and reverted back into her original "tough chick" personality. She then pulled out something from her backpack, which on closer inspection was a book.

"I know that I won't be any good at hand-to-hand combat, so I figured that I should train in weapons combat." Sam said.

Danny took a closer look at the book, glancing at the title, causing one of his eyebrows to rise in slight confusion. "How to Use Sharp Weapons" written and tested by Kosaka Shigure.

"I agree with Sam." Tucker stated, surprising everyone present. "If we are going to be up against things that are stronger than the Lunch Lady, then Sam and I are going to have to learn how to fight." Tucker then pulled out his own book from his backpack, before he presented it to his friends.

It was a book called "How to Smash Things with Maui Thai, Appa" written by someone called Apachai Hopachai.

XXXXXX

Ever since Tucker and Sam had begun their training, they had slowly, but surely, begun to change.

Tucker was beginning to develop callouses on his hands, knees, and elbows due to his long hours of training in the Maui Thai style. He was also slowly losing his baby-fat, causing his boyish features to begin to sharpen as time passed.

Sam had also begun to develop callouses on her hands, due to the wooden sword that she had recently bought. While she might not have learned any techniques yet, Sam was progressing at using a sword and utilizing the proper stances that her training manual described. In their spars, Danny used another wooden sword that Sam had bought, as he didn't want to cut his friend during a friendly spar. It was during these clashes of swords that Danny gained experience with a sword, and improved his own sword skills in order to keep up with Sam.

That was not to say that Danny's spars with Tucker weren't that difficult either. Tucker's Maui Thai fighting style proved its effectiveness as it dealt powerful, close-range attacks with his hands, elbows, and his knees. However, despite its close-range effectiveness, Tucker's Maui Thai didn't seem to affect Danny that much.

During their many spars against one another, Tucker had noticed that, even though he hit Danny would down any normal teenager, it felt as if he was hitting a brick wall. It was thanks to this "observation" that Danny had discovered that, while he was in his Arrancar form, he possessed almost unnaturally tough skin.

Tucker's discovery had also worked to his own advantage. Danny's tough skin helped him toughen up his hands, knees, and elbows so that they could deliver even more powerful attacks. He was even beginning to bruise Danny in his Arrancar form!

After Danny had finished both of his individual matches against Tucker and Sam, they would take a small, five minute break to catch their breath. When the break was over, Danny signaled Sam and Tucker to start the two-on-one fights that they usually held.

Danny had first thought of two-on-one matches so that he could gain experience fighting multiple opponents at once. It also allowed him to gain experience fighting with his sword, and his fists, at the same time. As today's spar began, Danny knew that he had to move quickly if he wanted to win this match. This thought was a testament to his friends growing fighting prowess, which was something that he didn't take lightly.

Right off the bat, Danny showed his newfound speed by dodging a strike from Sam's wooden sword before he spun around to kick Tucker in the stomach. The force of this attack sent Tucker flying towards a pile of broken-down cars, where he crashed with a loud "thump". He then pulled out his own wooden sword and engaged Sam in battle of blades.

Both swordsmen were equally matched, trading blow-for-blow and parry-for-parry. They could've continued on forever had Tucker not interfered, jumping off from a pile of cars before he brought his elbow down against Danny's head. The power behind Tucker's attack drove Danny to the ground, while Tucker jumped backwards. Sam then finished the spar by placing her wooden sword on the back of Danny's neck, "killing" him.

"Alright, you killed me." Danny stated jokingly, looking up at Sam. "Could you help me up now?"

Sam blushed a little bit before she nodded, removing her sword from Danny's throat, before she helped him up. He smiled at her before he congratulated them for a job well done. Sam and Tucker appreciated his words, but knew that, if Danny had used his powers, they wouldn't have stood a chance against him.

There was no time for chat though, as at that moment, Tucker's P.D.A. started to wail, causing all three teenagers to jump. A moment passed before Tucker turned off the alarm, before turning to his friends.

"… Time for school…"

XXXXXX

(Later—Amity Park—Casper High)

Life at Casper High had changed somewhat since the Lunch Lady's attack. For the first few days after the battle, everyone was jittery and scared that the Lunch Lady might return. However, once eight days had passed with no attacks, everyone seemed to return to normal.

Of course, thanks to the Lunch Lady's attack on the two rallies located on the football field, the PTA decided to reopen the discussion on the school's menu. The PTA decided to return the the old menu mostly intact, but add a side bar for Vegetarians. This way, everyone could be happy. Overall, it looked like things were starting to change for the better.

"FENTON!"

Unfortunately, some things stayed the same.

Danny groaned, not feeling up to deal with Dash right now. After he had dealt with the Lunch Lady, he and Tucker had been called to Mr. Lancer's office. There they were told of their punishment, three weeks of detention, which had made his already tight schedule even worse. This punishement had also seemed to inspire Dash as he had begun targeting him, Sam, and Tucker more often, no longer intimidated by 'the geek's' new skills in Karate.

"Can we skip this?" Danny asked as he looked up at Dash with a mild frown. "Just go bully somebody else, I have to get to my locker and get to class."

Oddly enough his statement seemed to make Dash even more eager than he already was, if his smirk was anything to go by."That's why I'm here Fenton. You see, Mr. Lancer told me to tell you that you're getting a new locker." Dash said as a smirk grew on his face.

"Which locker?"

Dash's smirk widened. "Locker #724."

Danny heard Sam and Tucker gasp behind him, and now understood why Dash seemed so happy. Locker #724 was something of an urban legend at Casper High, supposedly haunted by the spirit of a deceased nerd. Rumor had it that this nerd, Sidney Poindexter, was bullied all throughout high school . When Sidney had died, three days after he had graduated, it is said that his spirit now haunted his old locker.

Many people didn't believe this tale, as two well-known pranksters had started it, but strange things did happen around Locker #724. Books of all kinds would vanish once placed within the locker, along with the occasional school supplies. Other people who had been assigned this locker before reported about strange whispers they heard coming out of it at the most random of times. A student had even reported that she had seen a face in the mirror that hung inside Locker #724!

'Now I see why Dash is in such a good mood.' Danny thought with a frown. 'His favorite 'nerd' to pick on is being assigned to a locker haunted by another nerd.'

"Have fun with your new locker Fenton." Dash said with a laugh as he walked away.

Danny merely sighed as he turned to his friends, but paused when he saw Sam. Her head was down, causing her bangs to obscure her face but the most frighteningly thing was that Danny could see her eyes. They seemed to glow within the shadows caused by her hair like darkened amethysts, even as her hands formed fists by her sides.

Tucker slowly backed away from Sam as if she was a ticking time-bomb, which wasn't that far off since it looked like she had an aura of visible flames around herself. It was then that Danny learned one of the most important lessons in life that a man can learn; never get a woman angry.

"Who does he think he is?" Sam hissed through gritted teeth.

"It's not that bad Sam…" Danny stated, drawing his friend's attention. "Those stories are rumors, so everything should be fine. So… why don't you calm down...?"

This seemed to have some effect on Sam as her "aura of flames" dissipated as she took a deep, relaxing breath. She muttered to herself about 'payback', before she turned around and offered to help Danny move his stuff to his new locker.

"S-sure…" Danny said.

Danny, Sam, and Tucker then went to Danny's old locker—Locker #245—and grabbed his stuff. The three then began making their way towards Danny's locker, each knowing they had ten minutes to waste before the warning bell rang.

XXXXXX

After a few minutes, the three teenagers found themselves looking at Danny's new locker, each with a look of disgust on their faces. Locker #724 obviously hadn't been used in the last few years as most of its face was covered in a layer of dust, and rust was growing around the edges of it.

Tucker tried to be optimistic, if only for the sake of Danny, as his friend now had to use the decrepit-looking locker before them. "Maybe it'll look better on the inside."

Danny nodded and opened the locker. He was immediately assaulted by a combination of dust and moths that flew out from the opened locker and into sweet, sweet freedom. Danny shut his eyes, coughing, for a couple of moments. Then, once he had recovered, he looked back up into the interior of his locker.

If anything, the inside of his new locker was worse than the outside; looking like something straight out from a horror movie. Spider-webs stretched all over the inside of the locker, complete with a set of spiders. A thick layer of dust covered everything that the spider-webs did not, some even falling out of the ground.

"Well… we have a little bit of time before class starts." Sam muttered, staring at the locker. "Maybe with a little elbow grease… and industrial-strength cleaner, we can get this locker shining like new."

"I doubt it." Tucker whispered, almost completely inaudible.

Danny and Sam chose to ignore Tucker's statement, before they got down to work. It took them four minutes, but in the end it looked a lot better than it had before. Together, they had managed to clear out all of the dust, the spider-webs, and the spiders.

"Well, it's certainly better than it was before..." Tucker said with a faint grin.

Sam nodded, "Yeah—"

"Hey Fenton! Nice locker you got there!"

Apparently Dash had rejoined the rest of the football team—his 'henchmen'—and had brought them to see Danny's new locker. They were probably going to play their favorite game, 'Bully the Nerd'. It appeared that today's 'contestants' would be Danny, Sam, and Tucker. Joy.

"Yeah, it's a good thing you and those two dweebs cleaned it out…" Kwan laughed before his eyes narrowed. "Since you're going into it!"

At that moment, Danny decided that retreat was the better part of valor and turned tail. Sam and Tucker were right behind him, matching him step for step. Dash and his henchmen followed a second later, frowning as they threatened the backs of their prey. However, due to their recent training, Danny, Sam, and Tucker soon outpaced and then ditched the football team.

The three teenagers did this by rounding a corner while they were 40 feet ahead of the football team, quickly opening the door to a nearby closet, and hiding inside of it. Then, once the footfalls of the football team faded away, they stuck their heads outside of the closet and made sure that the coast was clear. Once that was done they made their way towards Danny's new locker, as they had left their backpacks there.

"Those guys never let up!" Tucker exclaimed with an angry frown, throwing his hands into the air. "Even though we stay out of their way, do nothing towards them or their friends, and stay to ourselves, they still go after us!" He paused, looking down. "Sometimes I wish you would use your powers against them Danny… make them pay for what they do."

Danny merely sighed but didn't respond to Tucker right away. Instead he grabbed a paper towel that Sam had handed him and began to clean the mirror that had been mounted on the inside of Locker #724. "What do you think would happen if I did that Tucker?" Danny turned to Tucker, not noticing the mirror behind him was begining to glow. "Most of my powers are highly destructive so, if I use my powers against a normal person… I could seriously hurt them. I would be like Dash."

"Man that speech was so fly…"

Danny, Tucker, and Sam spun around, trying to find the source of the voice, only to find that no one was there. They tensed, each of them unconsciously slipping into their individual fighting stances, before they heard the voice speak again.

"Wait, you crazy cats! Don't flip your lids!"

The three teenagers spun around, only to see a pair of pale-gray hands emerging from the mirror in Danny's locker. These arms griped the edges of the locker as they tried to pull themselves out of the mirror. It only took about six, seven seconds before a pale-gray Ghost had pulled himself out of the mirror.

Danny, Tucker, and Sam stared at the Ghost before him. He looked like a stereotypical nerd, with a white shirt that was tucked into a pair of gray, plaid pants, and black dress shoes. He also had a pocket protector on his shirt, filled with a few pencils, and a pair of taped-up glasses.

"It's all groovy."

XXXXXX

(Meanwhile—Fenton's Residence—The Lab)

Down in the lab of the Fenton Residence a new problem was about to reveal itself. Jack and Maddie Fenton were busy upstairs, forming new scenarios about what they would do when another Ghost would attack and wondering about that white-haired Ghost they had seen fighting it. It was because of this that they wouldn't witness the arrival of the 'Ghost Zone's Greatest Hunter', Skulker.

After taking his first step into the Human World and looking around, Skulker looked down at the screen on his wrist. "Computer, scan area for Hollow and/or Arrancar energy signatures."

A small cloud of Nanobots rose up into the air from his arm and started flying around the basement. After a few moments, they flew up the stairs and into the living room. The Nanobots then travelled into all of the other rooms in the Fenton's home before they returned to the lab. They flew towards Skulker's wrist and merged back with the screen of Skulker's computer. All of this had taken twenty seconds.

"Hollow and/or Arrancar presence not detected." A high, feminine voice rang out from the computer. "Residue from male Arrancar's energy detected two rooms above, along with two faint, Hollow-like energy signatures."

"So this is the Arrancar's lair?" Skulker mused before a small, slasher-like smile appeared on his face. Perfect. I now know where my prey's habitat is, so I can observe his movements, and when the time is right…"

The computer on Skulker's right wrist was consumed by silver Nanobots that morphed Skulker's computer into a pair of steel claws. Skulker then proceeded to bring his claws down on a nearby table made of solid steel and cut it into three different pieces.

"The Arrancar's pelt will be mine."

Poindexter's Encyclopedia:

"Hello everyone and welcome to Sidney's Encyclopedia." Sidney Poindexter greeted as he floated out onto the stage in a 1950's game show host's outfit. "Here I will try to answer any and all questions relating to Ghosts and the Ghost Zone."

Sidney paused for a moment, "First off, we'll start with answering what makes a Ghost powerful." He then turned around before waving his left arm.

A huge, 30-by-30 foot television screen came into view as the purple velvet curtains hiding it were pulled aside by two minor Ghosts. The screen hummed to life before a picture of the Lunch Lady appeared on it.

"We Ghosts are made up of a special substance that is primarily found in the Ghost Zone." Sidney explained as another picture—this time of green goo—appeared on the television screen. "Without Ectoplasm, we Ghosts wouldn't be able to do anything or even exist. This is because Ectoplasm is one of the two main 'ingredients' that make us up." He paused. "Now, to determine how powerful a Ghost is, two factors need to be taken into consideration."

Sidney waved his hand at the screen again. The picture of the green goop faded away, replaced by a picture of a group of Ghosts. These Ghosts can in all sizes, shapes, and colors with a few Humanoid Ghosts scattered about.

"These factors are: how dense the Ectoplasm is in a Ghost and how well that Ghost can control its Ectoplasm. The denseness of a Ghost's Ectoplasm determines how much base power they have, but a Ghost with a denser Ectoplasm then another may not always win against a Ghost with thinner ectoplasm. The main strength of a ghost comes from its ability to manipulate its own ectoplasm."

Sidney paused to take in another breath before he continued. "This manipulation allows the Ghost to gain many amazing abilities such as invisibility, intangibility, and even flight. Eventually, when a Ghost gains enough experience at "Ecto-Manipulation", they can manipulate the very Ectoplasm of the Ghost Zone itself and bend it to their will."

With that, Sidney waved his arm at the television. The picture of the Ghosts faded and was replaced with a picture of the Lunch Lady, hands folded in front of her as she floated in mid-air.

"Now, onto our next topic: the Lunch Lady. The Lunch Lady's L'essence de la nourriture is her power which she gained after gaining total mastery over her Ectoplasm-ic makeup." Sidney began. "L'essence de la nourriture lets the Lunch Lady control all food and food-related objects, though she tends to use meat more than anything else." He paused. "As a 'weaker' Ghost, the Lunch Lady doesn't like to pick fights with other Ghosts, though she will if her menu is changed."

Sidney looked like he was about to continue when faint, 1950's style music to music to play. Turning around, he came face-to-face with Jack and Maddie Fenton. Both of them were carrying Ecto-Weapons and staring straight at him.

This was very bad.

Jack turned to his wife with a grin, "Maddie, it's a Ghost! Let's catch it!'

"WAAAAHHHHH!"

Techniques:

1. Chōkasoku (Super Acceleration): Chōkasoku is a technique in which an Arrancar channels their energy into their legs and feet in order to increase their speed. It is considered a rudimentary form of the Sonido.

A/N: Author's Note: This chapter was updated as of 06/14/2012.