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The teens landed in an ally completely deserted of all forms of life. Abby peaked out the entrance.

"Wow, Amity really hasn't changed that much," she commented. "I wonder what we should do first."

"It might be a good idea to memorize our surroundings. At first glance, this may look like the same Amity Park as ours, but we need to get more detailed. It could be to our advantage later on."

"Huh," she said. "Dad was really keying you up on this stuff. So, which way first, plan man?"

Jake rolled his eyes at the nickname. "Let's try to find city hall. If Vlad's really mayor like Clockwork said, that's where he'd be."

They'd barely taken a step when a police officer strolled up to them. "Hey, shouldn't you two be in school?"

"Uh…" Abby stuttered.

"We're actually just here visiting relatives, sir," Jake lied smoothly.

"Hm…is that so?" The burly man leaned down to their eye-level, inspecting them carefully. "What are your names?"

"Jake and Abby F-Felton," he replied, stumbling a little this time.

"Felton, aye? Well, don't let me catch you two causin' any trouble. The mayor's already hard on us with the Phantom kid. The last thing we need is a couple of hooligans running around."

"Don't worry, sir," Abby assured innocently. "We won't be any trouble at all. Come on, Jake, let's go."

Jake wouldn't budge, though. "Excuse me, sir? Did you say 'the Phantom kid'?"

The officer scoffed. "Yeah. Personally, I don't have much against the guy, but the mayor's one of the biggest Phantom-haters I've ever seen. Although, I will admit that there's been way too much property damage lately thanks to that kid." Suddenly, something crashed into the side of a nearby building. "Speaking of which…"

"Nice talking to you!" Abby called out hurriedly, grabbing her brother's arm and towing him away.

"Hey, you two! Don't go over…oh, whatever."

Jake and Abby rushed through the streets and came to the scene of the fight. Their younger father pried himself off the building and continued a fight with some ghost or another.

"Abby, what are you doing?" Jake hissed, grabbing her arm. "What if we get caught?"

"It's not like anyone will recognize us."

"Hello? In case you haven't noticed, we bear a striking resemblance to our parents, both of which happen to be extremely perceptive and have a high tolerance for weird."

"So? We'll lay low. Besides, what are the chances that they're going to see us and guess that we're their children from the future? Especially since, according to Mom, they didn't even get together until the Disasteroid thing and Dad's secret got out, which obviously hasn't happened yet, so we're safe."

"Fine, but we're still going to stay out of sight as much as possible. No need to attract attention to ourselves."

Sadly, the two were so busy arguing that they didn't notice a stray ecto-blast heading their way. Danny noticed this and screamed, "Hey, watch out!" He dove in front of them, creating a shield seconds before the blast hit him. "What are you waiting for? Run!"

The twins obliged and darted back around a brick wall. "So much for laying low," Jake mumbled. "Let's get out of here before we attract even more attention to ourselves."

"Agreed."

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Off in the city hall building, in a locked room, were two half-ghosts, identical if it weren't for the age difference and the fact that the older was the only one in ghost form. The younger held onto a Fenton Thermos.

"So," younger Vlad thought aloud, assessing the object, "this supposedly holds the ultimate power? How can I be sure you aren't lying?"

"I'm you. Isn't that enough?" the older questioned.

"Ah, but you could be some sort of shape-shifter sent by Daniel or someone of a similar position to trick me."

Older Vlad smirked. "As cunning as ever. If you so wish, I could relay any information you hold right now that is known by no one else. However, I will not waste time. Your future is in danger. In a matter of months, there will be an incident and Daniel will save the world instead of you and be crowned a hero while your secret is uncovered and you are exiled. In my time, I am alone, stuck in the Ghost Zone, while Daniel lives on in the Human Plane happily with his secret revealed and a wife and two children behind him."

"Really?" younger Vlad ponders. "Interesting. I think I can drop my suspicions of you for now, but first I think I'd like to know a little more about these children."

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The twins ran across the streets, but Abby slowed to a stop in front of a particular building.

"What is it now, Abby?" Jake wondered.

"It's…Casper High," she stated. "I wonder…"

"No," Jake cut her off.

"Just for one second?" she pleaded. "What with Dad's flashbacks and all, haven't you ever wondered what it was like?"

"Uh, hello? What part of 'lay low' do you not get?"

"Well, I'm going in. Don't worry, no one will notice me," she assured.

Jake groaned as he caught up with his sister. "Shouldn't you at least turn invisible?"

"Yeah, but then I'd have to turn you invisible, too," she countered.

"This is a bad idea," he warned.

"Oh, quit your worrying. It'll be fine."

They snuck into the building just as the bell rung. Jake pulled his hood up as a precautionary measure. Abby rolled her eyes at him and led the way through the halls.

"See?" she said. "Nothing's going to-"

"Hey," a voice barked from behind them. They turned to see a tall blonde jock surrounded by his crew. "I haven't seen you here before."

"We're…um…new," Abby lied.

"Really?" Dash asked with a smirk.

"Well they must be to dress like that," Paulina scoffed. "It just reeks of loser."

"Actually," Kwan put in, "they kinda look like Fenton and Manson."

"Yeah, you're right," Dash agreed.

"Look, we don't want any trouble," Jake said, putting his hands up in a sign of surrender.

Dash laughed cruelly. "Aw, did you hear that? They don't want any trouble." The rest of the gang laughed. "You know what? I think I'll let you off with an easy beating. But, since I can't hit a girl…" He lifted up Jake by his shirt.

"Dash, give it a rest," someone groaned. The group turned to see it was Danny, closely followed by Sam and Tucker.

The larger boy dropped Jake and stormed up to Danny. "Oh, yeah, Fentoid? And who's gonna make me? You?"

"Fenton! Baxter!" Mr. Lancer shouted. "Stop loitering and get to your classes!"

The opposing forces stood down at the command. Dash made sure to jostle Danny's shoulder before heading off. The trio glared at the popular kids before Sam walked over to Jake on the floor.

"Sorry about him," she apologized, offering her hand. Jake was tentative to take it. "He always picks on the new kids."

"Um, thanks," Jake muttered.

"No problem," she answered.

"Hey, Sam, we're gonna be late," Danny announced, sounding oddly insistent.

"Coming," she called, catching up with her two best friends.

"That was weird," Abby mused.

Jake glared at her. "Come on. Let's go before we get into anymore trouble."

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Back down the hallway, Danny, Sam, and Tucker were having a discussion.

"I'm just getting this weird vibe from them," Danny informed.

"They seemed nice to me," Tucker responded.

"I think we should still be careful," Danny answered. "This is giving me one heck of a case of déjà vu."

"Danny's right," Sam thought. "It wouldn't hurt to be a little careful for now."

Tucker wasn't on the same wave as them. "I think all of the ghost fighting has made you guys paranoid. Nothing's going to happen. Just watch."

Sam sighed. "I hope you're right."

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You knew it was coming. It always does. I'll try to be a little more unique next chapter, 'kay?