*sigh* Must I go over the Danny Phantom disclaimer again? Everyone who reads the tops of chapters should know by now that I DON'T, I repeat DO NOT own Danny Phantom.

Lance was taken aback by his sudden mood swing from scared-out-of-his-wits Phantom to the cocky and confident Phantom the citizens of Amity had come to know. He had expected him to put up more of a fight, but he was happy not ask and not push his luck. "Okay, (insert your name here... you are now in my story! As a camera(wo)man!). Give Amity a close-up of his face. We'll try to forget the circumstances of the interview." He motioned to the box that currently held all but Phantom's head. "Plus, with a face like that, who wouldn't want a close-up?" He chuckled heartily, then realized no one else was laughing. "Ahem, so anyways, just get that close-up, will you?" (You) nodded and adjusted the lense.

"So Mr. Phantom-"

"Danny." Danny interjected

"So Danny, we'll start off with some easy questions, and, like a regular press conference, you can decline from answering if the question is uncomfortable. We won't reask questions from our last interview with you."

"M'Kay. Can we just get this over with?" Dany asked. If they were going to treat him like his enemies treated him, then he'll treat them like an enemy. Judging by the annoyed look the newscaster had flicker across his face, he guessed he was succeeding.

"What are your basic powers?"

"I have the basic powers all ghost have- flight, intangibilty, invisiblility, ecto-beams and sheilds(I don't know what you're supposed to call those...), and overshadowing- plus a few extras- ice powers, ghostly wail, duplication, and... I think that's it."

"I don't think we've seen some of those powers; care to show us an example of each?"

Due to the fact he couldn't gesture to himself with his hands, he looked down at himself with his eyes. "I'm in a ghostproof box." he bluntly stated.

"Oh. Right. What about your ghostly wail? Your mouth is uncovered."

Danny craned his neck to see around Lance, and looked down at the town from the hill they were on. "Sure, if you would like me to destroy about, hmm, half the town? The trees would go flying and definitely take out 5 blocks on their own..." He rambled off, but snapped out of it after hearing a low whistle. He smiled cockily, while (you) looked down sheepishly. Suddenly Lance spoke up,

"When have you had to use it?"

"Danny nervously chuckled. "I thought these were supposed to be the easy questions. No comment."

"Okay, then when did you die?"

Danny practically sweatdropped. He decided this could be to his advantage, since his death hadn't been recorded, so they wouldn't look for him. "About one and a half years ago in an accident. I don't want to endanger those I know who are still living that the GIW might 'question' for information on me."

"What about your sidekicks? Every hero has to have someone to work on the sidelines, right?"

"If I couldn't tell you who I knew when I was alive to protect them, why would I tell you the names of people that actually help me, while I'm a ghost? Wouldn't they be bigger targets anyways? What I can tell you is that I do not have sidekicks, but two partners. And they are the only reason that I am able to protect this town,keep myself sane, and occasionally get my homework done." He chuckled, "I think Mr. Lancer throws a party everytime that happens." He started laughing again then stopped and looked at Lance's stricken face. "What?"

"You go to Casper High?"

Ooh! Cliffy! I am evil, aren't I? :D MWAHAHAHA!

If you do not review, I will have Ghost Writer come teach you a lesson like he did Danny- in rhyme. I would write the whole chapter like that, even if it takes a long time!