I have not run into Desiree anytime recently, so Danny Phantom still doesn't belong to me *sob*

"Ugh!" Danny exclaimed as he fell onto his bed. "Why did I even talk to them! I must have given something away! They'll find me! My parents will rip me apart molecule-by-molecule! The GIW will perform painful experiments! Valerie will hate me! Even more than usual! Dan will come-"He stopped and started hyperventilating while his two best friends smiled sympathetically.

"You'll be fine!" Sam reassured. He had been saying the same thing ever since he had talked to the press on Tuesday and it was Friday now. Being that there hadn't been any other ghost attacks that week, Danny hadn't had anything to distract him from worrying that he had somehow exposed himself, and GIW were going to knock down his door any second now.

"Yeah, dude. You didn't say anything incriminating. Well other than the fact that you died sometime recently so people you know are still alive…"

"TUCKER!" Sam shouted as Tucker cowered behind Danny and Danny started hyperventilating even faster. "Look what you did! He was about to calm down!"

"I'm just saying! Millions of people died recently enough to know people that are still alive! For all they know, his friends could be 80 by now! Also, your death wasn't recorded, so suspicion would be off you!" Sam's angry expression became thoughtful, but Danny's breathing didn't slow.

"He does have a point you know," Sam thought aloud. "If they do start looking for you, they'll look for a dead person, and especially not a Fenton." Danny turned to look at her and his breathing started to even out. "Plus, if they haven't found out by now, they probably won't or they might have never even looked in the first place."

"You're probably righ-" He was cut off by a cold wisp of smoke coming from his mouth. "I better go deal with this… It's about time they started showing up again." He cracked a smile at his friends and they smiled back.

"Be careful dude." He bumped fists with him, then muttered lovebirds under his breath when Danny gave Sam a hug. The both blushed a nice shade of chartreuse and quickly let go of each other.

"WE'RE NOT LOVEBIRDS!" they chorused as Tucker chuckled.

"Keep saying that, but when the time comes around… someone's going to owe me a lot of money." Sam scowled as Danny sniggered, and Tucker daydreamed about a world of PDAs, girls, and money.

"Well I should go get that ghost now… Goin' Ghost!" Danny shouted as the two familiar blue rings changed him into Danny Phantom. He offered a quick smile over his shoulder before he flew out the window towards Amity Park. (The actual park, not the city they were already in. I would have clarified but Amity Park Park didn't sound right.) Unknown to them, a Vlad spy bug (from Infinite Realms) was watching them, and, from the other side of the camera, the mayor smiled.

Over at Amity Park, the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and everyone was screaming and running for their lives. Skulker flew over the area, terrorizing the citizens and basically causing havoc as he waited for the whelp to arrive. He had been given strict orders from Plasmius to simply lure the boy into the park and fight him until the press got there. He was merely the distraction today, but he was glad to be as soon as he heard what the plan was.

He looked up to the sky just soon enough to see a ectoblast smack him in the face and send him flying into a nearby tree. He launched a few missiles at the whelp, but, as expected, the ghost child just dodged them. He had to make to fight look real until the boy was in the trap, but he wasn't allowed to damage him. He needed the boy to be conscious and scared.

Danny pelted Skulker with ectoblasts, while the hunter attempted to dodge. Something was off about him today- he seemed to be playing defense, and simply stalling for time. But time for what? His gut told him to get out of there, but he knew that, if it was a trap, Skulker would find out a way to get him to come back, or, even if it wasn't, it would give him plenty of time to hurt innocent civilians. Call it his hero complex, but he would rather suffer any day than have anyone else suffer because this may or may not be a trap.

He had almost cornered Skulker when the news crews showed up.

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