To tell you the truth, I honestly just forgot to post yesterday. Sorry.

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Far away in a dark room, four figures are talking. Everything is in shadows, showing only their outlines.

"N26, T84, and U32, you have a mission," a muscular man reported. "You must find Target 93 and bring him back here, understood?"

"May I question why?" a female voice asked, coming from the bigger of the three kneeling figures.

"He would make an excellent specimen," the man answered with a touch of cruel humor. "Now, go."

The three figures looked up, revealing their faces. Then, they left. The man turned to a screen with a picture of Shadow on it. "Soon, ghost boy, soon."

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At Casper High, Shadow transformed into Jake in a deserted hallway, stowing away the Fenton Thermos 2.0. He rounded the corner, only to come face to face with Tori.

"Jake, where were you?!" she demanded.

"Uh…ghost fighting," he replied anxiously. "Why? Did something happen?"

At that moment, Matt caught up. "Yeah, she talked my ear off with all of her worrying," he put in, rubbing his ear to emphasize his statement.

"Can you blame me?" asked the girl. "You run off randomly without giving us any indication of where you're going. An 'I'm going to go check outside for ghosts' would have been nice. What if you got in real trouble? We wouldn't have a clue!"

"Jeez, calm down already, would you?" the half-ghost spat. "I can handle myself. Besides, if you were that worried, you could have just come outside in your ghost fighting suit."

She crossed her arms and grumbled, "My Mom's been buckling down. She told me I'm not allowed to ghost fight during class unless it's an emergency. At least your parents don't know about your secret."

"Okay, okay," he agreed, "I'll try to include you guys a bit more. Now let's go before we're late to class."

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The trio was walking back from school. Tori had her arms crossed and looked very ticked.

"Oh, come on!" Jake pleaded. "Don't tell me you're mad again."

"You said you'd tell us where you were going and then you went ahead and ran off again," she huffed. "You could've gotten captured or really hurt."

"What are you, my Mom? I'm a big boy, Tori, not some little helpless kid," Jake argued. "You know what? I'm tired of this. I need some time alone." The two humans watched in bemusement as he transformed and sped off.

"He's kinda got a point, ya know," Matt stated, turning to the huntress. She growled viciously. The geek panicked. "But your point is much better," he whimpered. This earned a victorious smirk. Tori had trained him like a dog.

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The three ghosts from earlier were watching from a forest. The oldest looked about sixteen. Her hair was long, wavy, and black with two streaks of violet in the front that contrasted marvelously with her deathly pale skin and heavily outlined solid green eyes. She wore a purple sleeveless top that showed off the black bracelet on each wrist and a purple charm around her neck. Her skirt had a ragged hem at the bottom and had a pattern much like that of Nocturn's body. It was held to the top with a silver and gold belt. She was obviously the leader.

Then came the next oldest. He seemed to be a mischievous looking twelve-year-old. The boy's skin was blue while his impossibly spiky hair was a shocking blonde. He wore a black T-shirt with yellow trim, the sleeves being frayed oddly, and a lightning bold in the middle. His shorts were of the same style, minus the lightning bolt. Then there were the black shoes with the yellow designs as well as yellow socks and two yellow wristbands. Can you pick up the color theme here?

Lastly, there was the very youngest. She couldn't have been older than six. Her skin was pale like the first ghost's, but the similarities just about ended there. Her eyes were violet, an unusual color for a ghost, and her short hair was green. She dressed in a small green T-shirt, a purple skirt, and little white shoes.

The leader was scanning the horizon carefully while the other two hung back. "Guys!" she suddenly called. "I found him!"

The other two rushed over and the leader pointed to the sky where Shadow was flying in the distance.

The male ghost created sparks in between his hands and smiled impishly. "Time to put the plan into action, then?"

The older girl nodded. "Let's go."

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Shadow flew around town, still looking ticked off. "I can't believe her! I can fight for myself. I don't need her babying me. I don't even need her help. I've beaten plenty of ghosts on my own before." Before he could continue ranting to himself, his ghost sense went off. "Perfect. Now I have something to take out my aggression on."

He flew closer to the ground when he heard a high-pitched scream. He darted for the noise, finding a little blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl dressed in all pink and white. She was backed up against a tree by a vicious looking black and purple ghost wolf.

Shadow blasted at the ghost, causing it to be flung into another tree. However, it got back up almost instantly and lunged, pinning the boy to the ground.

"Bad move," the ghost boy commented. He charged his hands up with massive amounts of red ecto-energy and then let loose, causing the wolf to go flying. Shadow pushed himself to his feet and walked over to the girl. He bent down and held out his hand.

"Are you okay?" he asked kindly.

She looked down, seeming very sad. This made Shadow curious, but he soon found out why she was making that face. A huge amount of electrical energy surged through him. Shadow passed out, changed back into Jake Fenton, and fell face down onto the ground. The twelve-year-old ghost emerged from his hiding spot in the trees. The wolf also bounded back, forming into the older girl from before. Last, but not least, the little girl's disguise faded. She looked really sad, gazing at the unconscious boy.

"So," the leader said, examining the boy, "he's a halfa? No wonder the Commander wanted him."

The electrical ghost didn't look as pleased as before, more serious now. He turned. "Mission's over. Let's get out of here."

The older ghost girl picked up the unconscious teen and took off into the sky.

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Alright, to be honest, I hate the way this chapter turned out. It was all rushed and...yuck. But, this was the best I could get after a few tries.