"So did your parents have any new leads for defeating the new Ghost King?" Sam asked as she walked to school with her two best friends after no school for two weeks for the Ghost War.
"Nope. Actually, I don't think the new Ghost King might be that bad at all… You know how he called off all the ghost army that were proceeding to invade any more countries, right?" Danny said nervously, fingering the Ring of Rage on his finger. No, he couldn't let his friends know. Not now, not ever.
"Really? I didn't even see that on the news yet. Guess I'll have to download a better app to keep me posted on all this ghost business." Tucker Foley said, trying to shut the beeping noises coming from his PDA.
Out of all three, Sam is a Goth and Tucker a techno-geek. Danny… Neither. And that's what everyone believed. He's nothing special, just an average geek with nothing better to do. His frequent disappearances were never questioned—nobody cared enough to. His friends knew something was up. They always did, but never really asked him about it. They gave up the questioning long before Sophomore year.
…And they believed that he was just another tyrant. Of course.
No, not the Fenton side, mind you, the Phantom side—the side that toppled Pariah Dark, the ex-Ghost King two months ago; the side that all humans hate, especially his parents.
If you (well, you ought to be someone his trusts first, namely Jazz) ask him who was his biggest enemy two months ago, he would laugh and tell you a random ghost's name. Maybe Box Ghost or Skulker to just humor you, or he might actually be serious for a moment and tell you it's Vlad Plasmius or himself. But things change, and fate was definitely not kind on him.
If you ask him now, he would just give you a pained expression and try to change the topic. That is, if you could even get that far on interrogating him.
But then, his life was never easy, and he seriously needs to get use to that fact.