I'm back with the next chapter! Here's where the real trouble starts.

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"Attention citizens of Amity Park!" the reporter woman on the TV blared frantically. "A strange ghost has been spotted terrorizing and capturing people in front of city hall. If you see this ghost;" A picture of Shadow appeared on the upper right hand corned of the screen "stay far away from it. Avoid city hall at all costs. For now, the citizens are praying that Danny and Abby Phantom will be here shortly."

"I told you Shadow was evil!" Abby Phantom stated while she and her father, Danny Phantom, flew to the scene.

"Not now, Abby," Danny told her in frustration.

Abby still let a small smirk slide across her face. Oh, yeah. She was right.

The two ghost heroes appeared at city hall. It was havoc! People were running and screaming everywhere, trying to escape. In the middle of it all, Shadow was floating, carelessly firing red ghost rays at several people, grabbing a few unconscious ones, and holding them on the roof of a building.

"Hey, spooky! Remember me?" Abby taunted.

Shadow gave no notice to her or Danny. He didn't even seem to register that they were less than ten feet behind him. He just continued blasting.

Abby charged and shot her own ecto-blast at him. It him square in the back, casing his body to give a slight jolt. He turned with a snarl. Without speaking, he fired his ghost zapper at her.

"Abby, no!" Danny screamed for his daughter as he flew in front of her. The attack latched onto him instead, giving him a large shock and making him cry out in pain. Man, those things did hurt! This one seemed a LOT stronger than the ones the ghost usually used. He absentmindedly descended to the street below and fell to his hands and knees, panting, his body burning with agony. He was forcefully changed back.

"Dad!" Abby screamed in panic and worry. "I swear, I will tear you apart!" she threatened angrily to the ghost before her, the one who hurt her Dad, the one her Dad once trusted even when she knew better.

Shadow seemed like he couldn't care less about the threat. In fact, it was almost like he had no mind. Abby thrusted herself forward, nailing her enemy in the stomach, forcing him backward, but he quickly recovered. He straightened himself up and split his form into two. He wasn't able to do four yet.

"Note to self; ask Dad to teach me that trick," she murmured to herself.

The Shadows came charging at Abby on either side, still silent. She soared upward in an attempt to dodge, but the duo followed her with lightning reflexes. Abby flew on as fast as she could, but the two were still on her tail. She spotted a water tower in the distance.

"Perfect," she whispered to herself, a mischievous smile on her red lips. "Catch me if you can, creepy!" she yelled back to her identical pursuers.

The Shadows, increasing in anger, formed together and the now single ghost began to speed up, chasing her faster.

"Over here!" she mocked, stopping in front of the water tower.

Just when you thought he couldn't go any faster, the dark looking specter sped up again.

"You may be fast," she started as her opponent approached her, "but you sure aren't that smart," she finished, jerking her body upward at the last minute, letting Shadow crash into the water tower (and creating a rather large hole).

The liquid rushed out, washing roughly over Shadow. The cold surges of water hit his body with horrible force. When the water had at last settled down, at the bottom in a large puddle of water, laid a drenched ghost. He sat up with much effort, his costume dripping. He spat out some water and then drearily shook his head, as if snapping out of something. He looked around in a daze. Everything was all a blur.

He dizzily rose to his feet. He stared down at himself to realize that he was in ghost form.

"Huh, that's weird," he mumbled to himself.

He drudged out of the tower, still dripping. He moved toward the hole. He caught a glimpse of the outside and it wasn't pretty. Everything was smashed, broken, and people were running around screaming, trying to evacuate the area. He gasped.

"What happened? This place looks like a hurricane hit it," he thought to himself. "Why can't I remember anything? And why do I have a very bad feeling that this is my fault?" He gazed out again, taking in the tragic scene. "Whatever happened, it's probably not a good idea for me to stick around."

The confused half-ghost took off invisibly to the skies.

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When Jake walked through the door, his family was situated in front of the television. Something was on the news and they were listening intently, even though they had the full story, except for Sam, she had a day off today. She was the owner of the Skulk and Lurk Bookstore.

Jake watched from behind them and listened to what happened. He wanted to know the full story, although he had a feeling that he wouldn't like it.

"This footage is brought to you from earlier today from the ghost attack near city hall," she said professionally.

A clip appeared on the screen. It was a horrible sight.

(A/N for the next section, the normal text will be the reporter talking and the italics will be what is happening on the screen).

People were running and screaming in panic and fear in an area that was almost completely destroyed.

"This devastation was caused by a mysterious ghost."

Shadow now came into view, floating up in the air, shooting ghost rays at people, and capturing a few of the unconscious victims and lifting their limp bodies to a rooftop.

"Little is known about this new specter, but luckily, Danny and Abby Phantom came to beat the ghost."

Danny and Abby appeared, Abby started talking, although the words were unheard. Then, she fired her green ghost ray.

"Unfortunately, Danny Phantom was down for the count as the ghost released some strange power."

Danny was shown, taking the attack for Abby and falling to the ground

"Abby Phantom managed to get rid of the mysterious being, but the question is; who is he and what does he want? To find this out, we asked Abby to disclose her known information about the mysterious specter."

The screen was now flipped to a recorded interview between the reporter and Abby.

"So, Abby, what do you know about this ghost so far?" the reporter asked.

"He calls himself Shadow. I first met him a few weeks ago. He's a trickster and tried to fool me and my Dad into thinking that he was a good ghost, which we now know is a lie. I never trusted him, but my Dad did. He acts really mysterious, like he has something to hide. Long story short, though, he's bad news," Abby explained.

"You said that it seems like he's hiding something; do you think that it's possible that he may be another half ghost?" the eager reporter questioned.

"I don't think so. If he was, my Dad and I, being half-ghosts ourselves, would have known. We know all of the half ghosts out there," the girl replied.

"What is that strange power he possesses?"

"I'm not sure what it's called and I've never seen or heard of it before, but I do know what it does. It tracks down a ghost and chases them until it has caught and shocked them. It feeds off of the ghostly energy, so if it hits something that has no ghost energy, it dies out."

"From Danny Phantom's reaction, we can assume that it is pretty powerful, right?"

"It seemed like the one that hit my Dad was a lot stronger and more painful than the ones that he used on me. To answer your question though, yes, it hurts a lot."

"Is there anything else that you would like to comment on?" the reporter asked, wrapping up the interview.

"No. All I have left to say is; be careful," Abby warned.

The screen clicked back to the live report.

"Well folks, there you have it. It looks like we have a new Public Enemy #1," the woman finished.

Danny clicked off the TV. He turned around to see his son, watching with wide eyes. Their violet shade clouded with worry, fear, shock, and a million other unpleasant emotions.

"Jake, where were you?" Sam asked, hoping desperately that the reply wasn't "at city hall."

"I…went to see Matt," he lied.

A million thoughts were racing through the teen's mind, but the loudest one was: I did that?

"Did you see the news?" Abby questioned.

Jake just nodded. He couldn't speak. "I…I'm going…upstairs," he stuttered. The shock prevented his mouth from working.

Without any more hesitation, he rushed up the flight of stairs and into his room. He had to call Matt. He dialed the numbers as fast as he could. The other side of the line picked up almost immediately.

"Jake! What was that all about?!" Matt shouted in surprise.

"I…I don't know. I can't remember anything. First, I was eating breakfast and then, next thing I know, I'm sitting in the water tower while outside is chaos!" Jake exclaimed in fear and confusion.

"Dude, everyone thinks that you're Public Enemy #1!"

"Don't you think that I know that?! All I wanted to do was help, but now everyone thinks I'm evil and I don't even know why I did all that stuff or why I can't remember doing it! Matt…do you…do you think that I'm turning…evil?" Jake asked afraid. What if he was turning evil?

"Jake, I don't think that you're evil. It's just…I wonder what happened. Why can't you remember anything?" Matt wondered.

"What if…what if my ghost half has become independent? What if it's taking me over and making me do these things? What if my ghost half is evil, Matt? What if I'm losing all my control and…and…" Jake couldn't finish his last sentence.

"I wish I could tell you that that's not happening, but…I don't know." Matt replied.

The seed of doubt was planted. Jake was beginning to doubt himself and he was gaining fears and worries that his father didn't have until he was older than Jake was right now. Even if he turned out not to be evil, this self doubt would stay with him forever.

"I have to go now," Jake said sadly. No one could reassure him now. There wasn't anyone out there that could tell him that they were positive he wasn't going to be evil.

Jake hung up the phone and walked downstairs with a heavy mind. He stopped when he heard Abby and his Dad talking. The name "Shadow" popped up. He listened carefully.

"So, Dad, what do you think now?" Abby interrogated.

"Abby, you can't judge people so quickly," Danny sighed.

"But, Dad, you saw him, you saw what he did!" she protested.

"Abigail Fenton, you haven't even given him a chance! If only you knew what it was like when I was a kid. I was framed for attacking the mayor, I was called public ghost enemy #1, but I was trying to help. Who knows, maybe Shadow is going through the same thing," Danny told her in frustration.

"Dad, how can you still possibly think that he's a good ghost? He hurt you! This isn't like when you were a kid, it's different!" Abby argued.

"Abby, sometimes I think that by never having a secret identity and never going through all of the struggles, you missed out on valuable lessons. If you had been through all of the things that I remember going through, then you might see things differently," Danny lectured.

"Dad, don't give me this speech again! I can't believe that you still think that he's good! Ugh!" Abby groaned, stomping off.

Abby didn't notice him as she stormed past. Jake could almost feel the anger radiating off of her. He couldn't stand it! His sister hated him, the town thought that he was evil, he didn't know what happened to him, and he was even doubtful of himself!

Jake looked around the wall that separated him from his Dad. His Dad sat at the kitchen table, resting his head in his hands tiredly. Jake cautiously walked up to him. He tried not to make any noise. His Dad looked up at him. Danny looked tired and frustrated. Jake looked back at him with sad eyes.

"You heard, didn't you?" Danny asked.

Jake let on a small smile. "It was kind of hard not to."

"So, what do you think?" Danny asked his son.

"Right now, I…I don't know," Jake replied uncertainly.

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I might have put in the worry about being evil too early in the plot line, but I thought that it'd be cool to make Jake have to worry at a younger age than Danny. I'm not sure if the last line is exactly a cliffie, but oh, well. Yes, I know that I still have Danny on the "Shadow's good" side and I'm planning to keep it that way. It makes sense after all because Danny would remember when he was a kid and could probably relate to Shadow in some way. If you want me to have a nice little moment between them in the next chapter, tell me. I have a perfect spot if you do. Although I'm not sure if it'd be better or not to have Jake be by himself. The next chapter is going to be really dramatic, though.