Linariel: Thanks everyone for the reviews I really hope you enjoy the next chapter.

Thank you everyone for the reviews and I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: I do not own any Danny Phantom characters from the series that honor goes to the incredibly creative Butch Hartman. I do however own all the characters who don't appear in the series are mine. That includes Adrian, Jennifer, Lilith, Alicia and any others.


Adrian Spook

In

Hidden Truth

Episode Summary:

After playing hooky from school for three days Adrian is forced to go. This becomes a problem because he has barely any control over his powers, and keeps transforming into his other half. How is he supposed to keep people from guessing Adrian Fenton the son of Danny Phantom is in fact part ghost?

Part 1

Disguise the limits!

By: Lydia (penname: Linariel)


Morning set in as the Fenton family emerged from their rooms and begun their dailies.

Danny was out the door the quickest having been called in to the G.P.A. for an emergency. They still had yet to figure out who exactly broke into New Tech even though investigations were still in progress, the the halfa wanted to put the case aside for a while and focus the current events of the present. Which he was doing at the moment. The problem today was a random one though anomaly that he needed to help with. So he was gone before the rest of the family even opened their eyes.

After the ghost boy was gone his wife Sam was soon up. Once she was dressed the former goth set out a healthy nutritious breakfast for her three children, then sat down at the table to transverse through her laptop for the proceedings to the latest court cases she was handling. Sipping her tea, she only raised an eyebrow when a thud emerged from upstairs followed by a softer echo. Smiling slightly she knew by this that at least two of her children were up. Lilith had to be the one who made the loud noise because she tended to do so, while Adrian remained the quieter one, and since Jennifer lived downstairs her mother rarely heard anything besides the opening of doors.

The thumping of tiny feet made their way down the stairs which could only be Lilith. Performing her favorite activity of skipping two steps for each she took. Soon a mess of auburn hair and curious lavender blue eyes peeked into the doorway of the breakfast nook where the family ate their meals. 'Speaking of which I wonder if Danny got a complete breakfast today…'Sam thought with a sigh. Many a times it seemed the halfa skip mealtime which in itself wasn't a healthy but he was his absent minded self when it came to such matters.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the creaking of a nearby chair as her youngest pulled one out from the table and plopped down. "What are we havin' mommy?" she chirped cheerfully with a rather cute smile on her face. Some might find it manipulative but Sam knew her daughter rarely used her cuteness to get what she wanted that was more of her sister Jennifer's area of expertise. No Lil was as innocent at they come.

"There's cream of wheat with your choice of brown sugar or berries, and a glass of orange juice." Sam said motioning to the table as she continued to go through her laptop and make the necessary edits to her notes. She tried her hardest to keep all of her children healthily this included measuring their sugar intake and substituting sugar with more nutritious alternatives. Although Adrian still seemed to ingest more sugar then he should.

Lilith glanced at the meal then a small grin broke out on her face. "Does this mean brother is awak- up?" Her little eyes lit up as she swiveled her head about trying to find the person in question.

Sam couldn't blame her for coming to this conclusion after all this was one of Adrian's favorite breakfasts. One of the few she never caught him picking through. "I'm not sure…" seeing the rare frown forming on her daughter's lips she quickly added. "But the last time I checked on him he was doing much better. So I think he'll be up today."

Clapping her hands excitedly that was enough to make Lilith satisfied. Lifting up her spoon she quickly dug into her porridge which had a blob of brown sugar, and mixed it together with some blueberries before taking a contented bite.

Sam smiled at her little girl before continuing on to her work. A familiar creaking of a door, and sure footed strides alerted her to the entrance of her middle child Jennifer. The girl's blue eyes that reminded her mother so much of Danny blinked avidly, as she walked over with her jet black locks still in curlers. Even at a young age Jenn continued to experiment with fashion, and materialistic things. Sam couldn't figure out why her daughter had turned out this way but in no way was she going to try to force her daughter to be something she wasn't. That would be no better then her own parents.

Jennifer pulled up a chair gracefully and sat down next to her mother. Assessing the meal, she shook her head with an amused smirk before eating politely. Every once and a while she glanced at the two empty chairs, then to the clock on the mantle, only after she'd finished half of it did she address the question that Sam could tell was warring on her mind. "Okay I think I know where dad is but how about Adrian?"

Biting her lip Sam tapped at her keys before typing a few more words. "I'm not sure, honey he should be up by now. But he's been sick so it might take him longer."

"We only have an hour till school starts." Jennifer said pointedly folding her arms over her chest in annoyance. "This is the second time he's made of late… He is going to school right?"

Nodding her head Sam sighed. "He is but you have remember he's been sick for a while. Let's give him say…" she glanced at the clocked herself before nodding her head. "Another fifteen minutes. The two of you are ready right?"

Lilith nodded and Jennifer brought her hands up in a half and half gesture. "I just need to set my hair and take care of a few details." She dauntingly finished her porridge then walked off towards the downstairs bathroom to do so.

Sam glanced at her youngest. "What about you Lilith?"

"I'm all ready mommy." She said raising her hands wide in the air allowing the baggy sleeves of sweater to fall down a reveal her wrists.

Looking her daughter over thoroughly Sam shook her head with small sigh then smiled gently. "I think there's a few things you need fixed 'sweetie'." Shutting down her laptop, she stood up and gently took her daughter's hand. "Come on I'll brush your hair." As she referred the mess of red hair on top Lilith's head it looked much like a wild stallion.

Clapping her hands Lilith jumped a little. "You mean you're going to groom me like mommy ani- pets do their babies!" she said ever the animal lover.

Sam nodded and tried her best to hold back a laugh. "I think that's one way of putting it." The two of them headed up the stairs to the second bathroom shared by Lilith and Adrian. As she guided her daughter inside she couldn't help but glance at her son's door with the caution tape on the front and his name plate with a frown. 'I know I heard him up what could be keeping him…'


Hi Journal,
So here we are again yet another day in the long range of miserable days I've been through. When will it end? I'm having the hardest time with being part ghost. It takes so much energy to exert my powers (whatever those might be) and I have absolutely no control over them. It's as if my other half has a mind of its own or something. Do I need to tap into it or something to experience enlightenment with my inner soul? Ugh I'm starting to sound like Alicia. All I know is every time I wake up even if I start out in my human form my ghost side rears its ugly head. Although it's gotten a little easier I'm just barely working with it. So for the past week I've been playing hooky from school. Yes hooky I know it's bad I'd actually rather go to school but thanks to my inheritance I can't control my powers. What if I morph into my ghost half in the middle of school? Then everyone would know. Everyone… there would be no more hiding. But as much as I fake sick and skip school I know my time will be up soon…

Pressing his mechanical pencil hard to the page Adrian stopped writing leaving a large blob instead of just a small period. Glancing about he noticed the time it was 6:30 AM he had only thirty minutes before school started. Carefully closing his leather bound journal he sighed locking it tightly with a key to keep any nosy individuals from trespassing on his thoughts. Leaning back in the chair he closed his eyes. Writing was his way to openly express his feelings without allowing others around him to know his conflicting mind. It was like his therapy. Without it he was sure he'd go mad with all the chaos his life contained.

'I can't keep doing this.' He thought. How could he allow his problem to affect his daily life. If he ever wanted to go to a prestigious university he was going to keep a decent grade point average. But with every day he missed class his numbers were falling fast. Growling in frustration he threw his mechanical pencil at the wall straight at a star chart poster his father had given him when he was six. "This is all your fault dad!"

Pushing himself away from his chair he stood up with a determined expression present on his face. He was going to go to school no matter what. 'My ghost half is not going to control my actions any longer.'Going to his dresser he quickly grabbed all of his set of clothes for the day. Having showered the night before and thankfully not had sweating problems for past two nights he was decent. Pulling on his jeans and his other garments over his head, Adrian then carefully worked to tie his shoes.

As he did this a cold presence filled his body. His eyes widened in panic as he tried to press at the energy and will it to leave. Adrian knew what was coming next and he couldn't allow it. His body begun to sweat and his chest ached as he fought against the impending transformation. But it was no use soon a beam of light formed around his torso and in place of Adrian Fenton was his ghost half with the same messy snow white hair and glowing yellow eyes.

No this could not be happening, why was it happening? He didn't deserve this and he certainly never asked to be part ghost. Well there was that one time when he was younger he had secretly dreamed about being like his father. But if given the chance now he'd trade this new half in a heart beat for a normal existence. He knew deep down if he'd told his father Danny would help him control this problem after all he faced his own turmoil as a halfa being a parta couldn't be too much different. But no there was absolutely no chance he'd let his father in on this hidden truth.

"Well that tares it I'm not going to school now." Adrian exclaimed falling onto his bed in a huff. Though at that moment he started to glow, weightlessness took over and he phased straight through the bed. "OH COME ON!"


"He's not coming down is he?" Jennifer asked as she leaned into the couch and gave a little yawn. She now had on a light layer of make up and her locks were out completely curled in. She gripped her book bag tighter as she huffed annoyed at her brother's tardiness.

Lilith ever the optimist shrugged her shoulders with smile. "Maybe he's just not up to eating. He might be ready now." Her hair had been tamed into a pony tail, and she carried her backpack shaped like a kitty cat proudly.

With a grunt Jenn rolled her eyes at her sister's perky nature then turned to her mother Sam who was staring at the door intently. "Are you going to get him soon or are we getting late passes saying 'My brother wouldn't come downstairs on time again and made us late again.'" The youth was usually fairly gentle but when it came to her siblings she had her qualms. Also Sam knew she was resentful that the family chose to live on the outskirts where she couldn't ride the local bus to school.

Sam shook her head. "I'm going up to check on him." She looked to her middle child with narrowed eyes. "Jenn you shouldn't treat your brother like that he's been through a lot young lady."

Jennifer sighed. "Sorry mom but this is just getting annoying."

"She's probably just grumpy cause she's not a morrnnn- early day person." Lilith said with a shrug fiddly with the straps of her bag.

The middle child stuck out her tongue at the youngest. To which the redhead only giggled and returned the gesture without any malice her sibling was expressing.

Rolling her eyes Sam left her two girls to their little spat knowing that nothing serious would come out of it. At this age Lilith was no threat to Jennifer and likewise. But when they were older it might become a problem… still she'd cross that bridge when she got there. Walking up the stairs she proceeded towards her only son's room, she heard no music going off which was a bit strange because if he was well Adrian usually played it while he was getting ready for the day. That was her first sign something was up. Knocking on the door she waited patiently for the teen to answer.


There was no time for music in the young teen's life. It was in fact more a time to panic. How on Earth was this going to work? 'I need to go to school I can't miss any more days…'Adrian thought but as he glanced at the nearby mirror he shook his head. His refection was not his own but of a form he was currently getting used to. "No there is no way I can go to school like this…" Even when he did go back to normal it usually followed by him turning ghost again at some random time, oh sure he tried to document this occurrence but it truly was random there was absolutely no pattern to it.

A knocking interrupted his thoughts and Adrian froze like deer in front of head lights. When the sound persisted he finally gathered his bearings and tried to calm down. "Who is it?" Although he had a good idea it was one of his parents, his siblings would have barged right in. Even after all the times he tried to explain to them the policy of knocking.

"It's your mother Adrian may I come in?" came the gentle firm voice of his mother from the other end.

Adrian cursed underneath his breath and muttered. "Uh…" glancing to his reflection. "I'm not sure that's a good idea." He said dryly his voice was at a low tone.

His mother replied in a stern way, Sam didn't sound too happy. "And why not?"

He didn't want to do this but she left him no choice. "I'm still sick…I don't feel well."

"Then that's all the more reason for me to come in little man." Sam said.

He had barely any time to dive into bed and dig himself underneath his covers, covering his snow white hair complete in them, and facing away from her. Adrian heart pounded loud as he tried to calm down knowing he'd almost been caught.

Presently his mother came into the room with her arms crossed over her chest. He could feel her gaze completely on him. He felt sweat trickling down his brow and not because of his powers. "So what's bothering you right now…."

Adrian quickly gave his prepared speech on his pains, that he is shivering, and his stomach is upset.

Hearing this, his mother lets out a sigh. "Well I hate to do this I know your father is going to kill me but…" Sam started to say clearing her throat. "I'm taking you to the hospital if you don't go to school today."

"Wha?" Adrian bulked under his covers. That was a first. His father promised ever since that fateful hospital visit when he was little that none of his children were going there unless there was an extreme emergency like injury or severe sickness. Most of the checkups were preformed now by a licensed G.P.A. medic from the headquarters, since Danny would not go near Amity General Hospital. He didn't trust them with the care of his kids.

"You've missed class too long Adrian you may be really sick. You need to be examined." Sam responded her voice taking on a tone that left no room for argument.

With her words all Adrian could do was cringe. He could just picture the feeding frenzy those doctors would have if they had a chance to give him a check up. It had been a long time and they probably still theorized he was abnormal. What bitter irony that they were right? They'd be all over him with tests, DNA samples and then the secret would be out. No he could not let that happen.

Taking in his silence as a sign of defeat, he could feel his mother's stare on him. "So will you go to school and not fake sick anymore?" Sam asked, apparently she figured out his copout at least part way.

Adrian went over his options and figured the best chance he had was going to school. "Fine. I'll go."

"You've got five minutes." Sam says turning away.

"Buh?"

Sam turned back to him with narrowed eyes. "Four minutes and a half."

Adrian grumbled. "Alright I'm going." Once the door was shut he emerged from bed and went to his closet to rummage through things.'Now I need to figure out how to disguise my ghost half from everyone…'


Jennifer watched as her brother finally made his appearance on the stairs and blinked twice, with a puzzled look came on her face. Adrian seemed to be alright although maybe he really was sick. He looked pale and the fact he was dressed so warmly puzzled her to no end. The summer heat had yet to die down completely so his choice of wardrobe didn't work very well.

His garments were peculiar. He wore a white hoodie over his clothes with the symbol for eye, and a rock underneath it (I Rock). His hood was up covering all of his hair so there wasn't even a strand present. But the oddest thing of all was the fact he was wearing a pair of dark sunglasses she'd bought him kind of as a joke because she knew he'd never wear them.

"Why do you look like some kind of gang member Adri?" she asked raising an eyebrow.

He didn't respond but Adrian's face morphed into a frustrated glare before looking down. He then stuffed his hands into his pockets and glanced at their mother. "I'm ready."

Little Lilith cocked her head then looked about stuffed her thumb into her mouth pulled it out then moved to open the door. She stood there with only her hand outside for a couple of minutes before bringing it back in, she turned back to her siblings. "I don't think it's that cold brudder."

Glancing at her watch Sam sighed. "Well its good enough you don't have time to change if I'm going to get you three to school on time."

With those words the family headed out the door with Adrian bringing up the rear.


They lived a longer distance then most from the school district, and since their home was on the outskirts of the city no busses came in their area. So Sam had to give her children rides although on some occasions others such as their Aunt Jazz would do it. She didn't mind it gave her more time to bond with them. Jennifer was the only one that ever complained about it. Still Adrian sometimes wished he could just get her to agree to allowing him to walk home from school. She rarely did.

There were three public schools in the Amity Park school district. Jennifer went to one on the right side Wendy Junior High, while Lilith to the one on the left Tuff Elementary. In the middle was the school that everyone talked about and was prided on teaching some of the most influential people of their time. Casper High was Adrian's current school. It was the main of the three institutes, and the last place anyone went to till college.

As soon as Sam's sleek purple mustang pulled up at Casper High her two girls were out the door heading in separate directions. Seeing that her son had yet to exit the vehicle she glanced into her rearview mirror at the slightly shrouded face. "Well?" she asked expectantly. "Are you going or not?"

Glancing up with a frown Adrian sighed knowing full well what his answer needed to be. "I'm going." Tugging the strap of his leather book bag tightly to his shoulder, he exited the car, which soon took off in a puff of smoke.


With his mind on other things Adrian barely watched the other students as they dismounted hover boards, exited cars, or got off the bus to enter the High School. He barely heard the whispers but his tired ears heard enough to make out that much of the gossip going about was dealing with him. He should have expected this after all he had skipped school for six days. They were bound to notice his absence sooner or later.

Huffing he kept walking and pulled his hoodie down to cover more of his white hair. This probably had him looking suspicious but he doubted anyone would really care. He was practically invisible half of the time, the A list ignored him because he wasn't easy to tease. They could barely get a rouse out of him. He kept most people at a distance already so thankfully no one would bother him. He had enough trouble keeping himself from transforming in front of everyone back into his human form.

He spotted a slightly shorter familiar blond not far off. "Paige." He called trying to get her attention.

His classmate turned to look his way with a raised eyebrow. "What's up Mr. Fenton?" she said a little coldly.

Adrian flinched not liking her tone. He almost forgot about the incidence with the water balloons at the birthday party. He didn't blame her. Sure he saved her from the ghost but he'd still been a jerk. Taking a deep breath he approached with caution. "Listen I'm sorry about how I treated you. I was having a rough time." Looking at her fully he rubbed the back of his neck before looking down. "I realize there is no room for excuses only apologies. Please forgive me Paige."

The girl seemed to look him over thoroughly before her own eyes softened. "It's alright Adrian. Thanks for saying something."

Letting out a sigh of relief he graced her with one of his rare smiles. "Excellent." He then turned to shuffle through his bag. "The real reason I called out to you was…" he held out a brown paperback novel "You left your book at the party and I thought you'd like it back." His mother had handed it to him asking if it was one of his classmates. Instantly he'd recognized it as the novel Paige had been engrossed in when he'd last seen her in the cafeteria. It was nice he could finally return it to her. He'd have asked Alicia to do so but for some strange reason the two didn't get along.

Paige's eyes lit up instantly as she swiped the book from his hands. "Oh thanks so much Adrian I was looking everywhere for this book." She smiled then her eyes widened when she caught sight of the clock nearby. "Uh oh the bell is going to ring soon. I need to get my things for class. Uh see you later."

With a nod Adrian turned in the opposite direction to retrieve his own text book. As he pulled his books from his locker his eyes creased as he looked at the immaculate locker nearby that belonged to the one person he couldn't stand Malcolm Daryl, it was bad enough they were in the same grade, they also were locker neighbors. 'I'll just have to ignore Mr. Stuckup for now.'

"Adrian!" cried a whimsical voice from behind startling him from his thoughts.

He felt his back phasing through his locker but quickly worked to control it the best he could. He turned to see the doe eyes of his African American best friend looking at him with a hint of concern. "Oh hi 'Licia" he murmured trying his best to keep his voice down. The echo would surely alert her something was up. "How are you?"

The girl studied him carefully giving him her full scrutiny before smiling with a shake of her head. "I should be asking you Adri' you missed school for a full week 'Mr. I Want to Do My Best'. You never do this unless you become so sick you can't …"

"Well I was really bad off." Adrian cut in with a shrug. Trying to maintain a cool persona although he'd stiffened considerably. "Come on we'd better get to history."

Alicia raised an eyebrow. "But you hate history."

"No I just have a hard time with it our lecturer. Besides Like you said I need to maintain my G.P.A. How else it the door of opportunity going to open?" He said dryly, before directing her towards their homeroom. It was true he disliked the class very much. Mainly because it was usually very depressing in his opinion, he didn't want to hear about the past he'd rather focus on the present. If there was one class Adrian struggled in other then math, and home economics it was that.

Something wasn't right she could feel it. Alicia glanced back whenever she thought he wasn't looking as her mind was perplexed. Adrian seemed different not many would be able to tell because of his usual emotionless demur but she could pick up the tenseness, and how jumpy he'd been. A seed of concern planted her mind as she begun to wonder what exactly was wrong with him.

'Whatever is up I'll get to the bottom of it somehow.' She thought. It was a known fact that she was one of the only people who could see past his mask and there was no way he'd be able to shield her from the truth. Alicia was sure of this.


While the teens headed off to class not far off trouble was brewing in the midst of the quietness. Green swirls begun forming in random spots around Amity Park. First starting near City Hall, another one at the mall, two at the library, five at the business district, and many, many more. There hadn't been such a large amount of unstable gateways to the land of the dead since the days when Danny Fenton maintained his secret identity in Amity Park. It was fairly strange to see so many. Nevertheless the GPA was trying their hardest to contain them and push any malevolent ghosts back into the ghostzone but there was only so many members to the strike team so it was no wonder that a few of the portals were missed.

One of these portals made its appearance on the Casper High Football field as the first bell rang alerting all stragglers that they needed to get to class. Out of the swirling black and green abyss emerged a strange beast that appeared to be green wolf hybrid of some kind putting its nose to the air twin vapors of green mist flew out of it's nostrils. Letting out a soft growl its claws detracted as five other ghosts who looked to be part of a pack exited the rip before it disappeared.

The first could be distinguished from the rest by scar over its eye appearing to be the alpha leader of the pack. He arched his back grandly before barking at the others a command which was followed by a dip of heads as they flexed their claws. The alpha leader took the lead bounding across the field towards the campus.

A blond hair teen shook her head as she clutched her hall pass tightly heading down towards her destination. Which happened to be the Nurse's Office and get her cough checked on. Paige Lewis shivered rubbing her arms as she quickened her pace not enjoying the feeling of the empty halls seemed to emit.

No matter how many times others reassured her that the halls were completely safe she still did not agree. After all Amity Park was the number one ghost haunt. Who's to say she wouldn't run into one while she was all alone. 'Whenever I'm alone it happens… It might happen again…' she thought to herself as she tried to walk faster. 'Will it be them or…'

With her mind bombarded with anxiety she didn't noticed the pairs of a beady red eyes that flashed in the darkness, nor the soft growl the emitted from not far off.


Adrian's eyes closed briefly before opening again as he tried his best to stay awake. The teacher droned on about history getting into the civil war or something like that. He could barely concentrate on his work. His energy had been seriously depleted from his last forced transformation, it was probably because he was fighting against his body's wishes but he couldn't help it. Two beams of light forming around his torso would have obviously marked him as Phantom Jr.

It was bad enough that he was stuck in his ghost form right now. To add to his list of annoyances he noticed that most of his classmates had scooted their chairs away from his area. Obviously the cold energy had gotten to them though they probably thought it was an air conditioning issue. Alicia his ever faithful best friend had not left his side although he noticed her shiver a bit.

Sighing he shook his head and glanced at the board. The current dates being addressed were jumbled in his mind as he tried to comprehend them but couldn't understand where they were in the book. Flipping through the textbook he tried to find the page they were on. As he did this his nerves increased and his mind was on constant thought. So he didn't notice at first till he begun to feel like his chair was sinking. Glancing down his eyes widened slightly realizing it wasn't the chair sinking it was himself. Pulling himself up he tried his hardest to turn his body tangible again.

"Ahem."

He looked up to see his teacher looking at him with stern look on his mustached face. He raised an eyebrow perplexed. "Mr. Fenton is there a reason you are fidgeting so much in class."

Taking on a sheepish persona Adrian shrugged. "Sorry Mr. Spires I was just stretching. My back was getting too shift in my chair."

"Well I suggest you sit still and reframe from doing so it's disrupting my lecture."

'I couldn't even understand your lecture. You make things dull as dishwater. Maybe if we had a different teacher it would be more fun.'Adrian thought bluntly in his mind but ever the faithful student kept his opinions to himself. "Will do." Sitting up straight he exhibited the model student posture, and looked up at the professor expectantly.

Seemingly satisfied the teacher nodded and returned to his lecturing.

Wiping the sweat from his brow Adrian breathed a sigh of relief. That was a close one. There was no telling what would happen if they saw him sinking in his chair. Resting his cheek on his palm he brought his capped pen about in a circle on the paper. At least that was something to keep him busy. The activity didn't last for long though, soon his fingers begun to tingle and his hand started to fade as the pencil slid away. Gripping at the pen with his almost see through hand he tried to keep it in his grasp. His hand presently came back to solid matter with his pen still in it. 'Why is this happening now?' he thought to himself.

Glancing at the board from underneath his shades which made everything darker, he tried to catch up once more. A hot feeling washed over his body all the sudden, and sweat trickled down his face.

"What the…" was all he could whisper before a slight heat travelled upward through his throat then he saw steam in front of his face. Well actually it looked a lot like his breath but it was strange for one thing it traveled outward in almost small strands, and more importantly it was the shade of an ripe orange. A picture formed in his mind of a similar circumstance his own father went through from time to time. It was his ghost sense, and from the looks of it a specter was nearby.

A tingle touched his stomach and travelled upward. No…

He was transforming again.

Raising his hand he got the teacher's attention. "May I please be excused Mr. Spires?"

With a sigh the teacher nodded and went to his desk to retrieve a hall pass which Adrian came up to receive. He tried his best to remain calm in front of everyone but inside he was panicking. He needed to get to a secure location fast. Somewhere without video cameras, faculty or students he knew exactly when he needed to go. Accepting the hall pass he made his way to the bathroom.

Once inside his body transformed back into his human half. Groaning as he walked back into the hallways again this time with his hood down, and glass securely in his pocket. This was unbelievable he'd gotten used to his ghost form now why did he have to begin his transformation during class. He needed to keep people from getting suspicious and this was not helping. Frustrated he went to the drinking fountain and bent down to get a drink. It seemed that not only did his transformations expend his energy when they randomly happened but he became dehydrated. This imbalance really warred on his body. The only thing he could think was the bright side that it would probably ware off in another week or so. Hopefully by then he'd have control of when he transformed.

In the back of his mind he couldn't help but wonder if his father had similar issues when he became a halfa. His eyes narrowed as they tinted slightly to a yellow color. Adrian had done it again he'd thought about his father being Danny Phantom and while he'd been trying to ignore the existence of Danny's alter ego here he was thinking about it. Comparing himself to him. He made a fist not noticing the slight yellow energy building up in it, he hit the wall hard not ignoring the pain that came with his move. Frustrated he trudged back to class not even noticing the barely visible dent he'd created through his anger.


He survived the rest of class with no more problems, and finished Biology with out so much as an issue. During break he had to duck into a bathroom stall and transform once again into his parta form. Well at least it happened right before lunch he had a full fourty-five minutes till he needed to go to Math class. And that was the one class he was not looking forward to he may not like History but he despised Math.

'I wonder what they are serving in the Cafeteria today.'Adrian thought as he shuffled his hands through his jean pockets in thought. The food at Casper was decent not the best but it had gotten better since they made things automatic. No chance of the lunch ladies ruining their meals anymore. Of course there were problems with the Lunch Lady Ghost ever so often showing up to protest, and harass the students but his dad usually took care of her.

As Adrian reached his locker prepared to store his books his ears picked up conversation not far off.

"Fenton's party was a total waste of time." Said one voice he recognized as Debbie Storm the burnet A-List queen of his age group.

Hearing his family's name Adrian raised an eyebrow. Why were they talking about him. That was unusual they usually pretended he didn't even attend the school. Perplexed he concealed himself behind the nearby lockers and listened in.

Another one snorted. "Well what did you expect from a family of freakizoids." He had a gravely tone that could only belong to Hector Morale the 2nd most popular A-List member on campus.

"I for one think the whole family should be locked up or at least taken to some remote facility where they can be dissected. I mean Phantom is the reason Amity Park has the highest ghost ratio. He attracts them like a magnet." Adrian's fists balled up. Oh he knew that smooth voice anywhere. It was Malcolm Daryl only one of the richest teenagers on campus and the leader of the A-Lists in his grade.

They had been enemies ever since they were little. He disliked the boy's stuck up personality. For some reason the teen even back when they were younger treated him with disrespect. He never picked on him. Everyone knew Adrian was barely susceptible to mockery or scorn. However there was just something about Malcolm that made him slightly unstable every once and a while.

"Adrian's an ice prince rarely emotional, and the youngest has speech problems. Jennifer is the only half decent one." Debbie said with a cruel laugh.

That did it they were ridiculing his family. That was unforgivable. Adrian may get angry at his father at times, and despise his ghost half however he cared about him. Just as much as he cared about his mother, and sisters. Not to mention his relatives. Sure the Fenton family could be a bit strange especially with their lives revolving around ghosts but that didn't mean they weren't normal as anyone else in the city. There were plenty of stranger things. Who were they to say what was normal anyways?

He gritted his teeth, balling his hands into fists, the inner rage that he did his best to bottle up was nearly uncontrollable at the moment thanks to his powers. He didn't notice his eyes were bright color tint under his glasses.

"Dude why are your sun glasses glowing yellow? Is it a new feature or something..."

Adrian whipped around to see a freckle face geeky looking boy staring at him curiously. 'Drat.'His emotions were getting the best of him he'd better calm down before they got out of hand. As he did this his eyes stopped glowing and he shrugged. "Uh yes there all the rage right now." He replied dryly. It was a new feature but not in the way the kid thought.

"That's so cool I want glasses like that!" he exclaimed excitedly. "Where did you buy them?"

Adrian noticed Malcolm and his group of friends were gone and growled. "Not now." The teen didn't seem to hear him but eventually got bored and walked off.

Once alone Adrian gathered up his scattered emotions and tried to calm down. That was strange he rarely showed that much of his inner feelings in front of anyone. He preferred to keep them locked tight inside. Yet it was like a dam had burst and let them out when he was in his ghost form. He'd become unstable all the sudden. With his hands still shaking from the tension he couldn't help but feel the rush of power that flooded through his entire body with his triggered feelings it was odd and at the same time alarming. 'Why is this occurring?'

With a sigh he headed towards his original destination which was the lockers. His chest still pounded and his body ached from restraining his powers. As he turned down the corner he stopped short. There was Malcolm he wasn't alone but instead of his possee being there, Adrian's best friend Alicia was present.

She looked rather uncomfortable, and continued to glare at the upstart A-lister with a defiant look that rarely was visible on the face of his friend. It reminded him of her mother Valerie Foley who could bring out a scowl that he swore could wake the dead. Obviously she didn't even want to be within ten paces of Malcolm.

"Get away from me, Malcolm Daryl." Alicia said with a disgusted look on her face.

"Aw come on 'Licia why won't you go out with me?"

"That's Alicia Foley to you." She said poking him in the chest. "You are not allowed to call me by my nickname."

It seemed Alicia had come to wait for Adrian since they usually went to lunch together. He'd been late so Malcolm had beat him there. This made him increasingly angry that it was bad enough he was mocking and ridiculing him now the creep was hitting on Alicia. His best friend. His protective nature was coming out with more malice then ever.

"Right, right only Adrian Fenton can call you that." Malcolm replied coolly nodding his head as leaned against a locker. "I don't get what you see in that dork Alicia I mean you gave up your label as a popular to be in the dumps with that simpleton."

Alicia growled slightly before turning to leave. "How many times do I have to get it through your thick head, I don't like him like that. We. Are. Friends. Only." She was now rubbing her temples in frustration before she looked holding what appeared to be her script binder tightly to her chest. "Besides he has way more of a personality then you to plus is I.Q. doesn't rely on his dad's checkbook."

To this the A-list king just chuckled not the slightest bit deterred. "Oh dove you are so delusional." He reached out to grasp her hand gently yet firmly in his own. "If you simply go on one date with me all will be well and I will not bother you again."

Fat chance in that. Though Adrian could see her starting to consider the idea he would not let her. Striding into the area he removed Malcolm's hands from his friend quickly before pushing her gently to the side. He glared at the teen and though his eyes were not noticeable thanks to his sunglasses, his bared teeth left the desired effect. "Back off Malcolm. Can't you see 'Licia doesn't want to give you the time of day. You can forget about asking her out."

"Are you her guard dog or something?" Malcolm's eyes narrowed then he put on a fake smile. "Why if it isn't the topic of our convo himself. Fancy meeting you here Fenton." His hands folded across his chest as he scowled at his rival. "You so rudely interrupted our conversation."

"Give me a break Malcolm your never going to get her to agree to a date. So quit coming back like so little lost puppy who is being denied a bone." Adrian said dryly keeping his emotions in check. Although it was growing hard to do so, his enemy was bringing him to a boil too much today.

"Forgive me my lady…" he dipped his head to Alicia who just rolled her eyes, then turned back to his rival. "But this ruffian must be taught a lesson by yours truly." Before anyone could predict what he was going to do or stop him, Malcolm advanced towards Adrian threatingly. Though not completely bulked he did possess more muscle then Adrian and proceeded to shove the other teen into the lockers earning a gasp from Alicia.

That did the last shred of sane actions had left Adrian. His reason was replaced by the inner demons of his ghost half and all he wanted to do was retaliate. Leaping into action before Alicia had a chance to do so herself, the usually docile teenager threw a punch at Malcolm that he was barely able to duck. The rush of energy running through the part ghost's system was incredible it renewed him and cried for vengeance for the cheap shot, for best friend, and most importantly his family.

He could vaguely hear Alicia but her voice seemed so far away. It sounded like she wanted him to stop but Adrian couldn't control himself he went at Malcolm who was still in shock by his actions and threw a series of nearly inhuman punches at his foe. None of them seemed to hit, and the inner ghost inside of him growled in anger at not getting retribution. Till finally one of his punches made contact with the other teenager's cheek and resulted in a fat lip, throwing the A-list back against another set of lockers.

Instantly the rush of adrenaline mixed with power died down, Adrian's thoughts, and his sight was cleared to his actions. Guilt overcame his mind as he looked at Malcolm on the ground with such wide eyes. He shouldn't have done that it was wrong no matter how satisfying it might have seemed at the time. He turned to see Alicia's face filled with shock, he should expect this he never reacted with so much rage in his rage, his emotions spout out at times but never this violently. Not knowing what to do or how his friend would react nor wanting her questions to come out he retreated down the hallway.

Only to hear a pen click, a figure move in front, and a shaky pair of hands hold out a red slip to him. It clicked in his mind that the hall monitor had witnessed the whole thing or at least the portion where he'd went after Malcolm. The note informed him, he needed to report to the principle's office. With a sigh and downcast eyes he made his way towards that direction. As fear built up in him at what was to come next. His parents were sure to be notified, and he'd be in a world of trouble. He dreaded their arrival.

His thoughts were filled with confusion, and much remorse. Why had he reacted in such a way, it felt like his human nature had been cast aside and he'd behaved more like a ghost. Was this a part of him being part ghost. Would his emotions always be this way. 'That was so unlike me. And yet I fear a part of me enjoyed my actions.' He thought. That did it somehow he was going to get a hold of these emotions even if it meant he had to avoid everyone for the next couple of months. 'For now at least it's not safe to hang around me.'


A blast of ectoplasm shot into the air as Danny in his alter ego form hit one of the incoming specters dead on. Glancing about he saw all the destruction that the mall was suffering. Thankfully nothing was too badly damaged however the panick everyone was taking on made things difficult. 'After at least twenty-five years of ghost attacks you'd think they'd be used to this by now?'Phantom thought with a sigh. Seeing that the attacking ghost was loosing energy he pulled out his thermos uncapped it and allowed his energy to flood into it. Activating it and sucking the specter into the small device.

Capping it he headed towards the next attacker. Down bellow Valerie's trained GPA team was handling the ground work with various weapons courtesy of the fentons. They were doing well handling this large group of ghosts. Actually come to think it, it was probably the biggest group the team had to handle.

"I wonder where they are all coming from." The halfa said outloud to himself as he gathered ball of energy in his hands and flung it at a rather annoying green tiger ghost. He had yet to catch it the beast had been evading him for the past half hour and it was a little more then a bit frustrating.

Grunting he took a hit from another ghost behind him and had to turn to deal with it. The being cackled as it swished it's tail and stuck it's tongue out at him. Danny shook his head in annoyance. As he was about to go detain the creature a loud shrill followed by a melody burst out on his belt. Unclipping his cell phone, which Sam insisted he keep for emergencies, from his belt he checked the caller idea. "That's weird why would the school be calling me."

A growl came from behind Danny Phantom had just enough time to stretch out his body and avoid the swipe of claws that came at him. "Danny here." He grunted shooting out another beam of ecto energy at the beast. "Yes this is Adrian's father. What's up?"

The boy probably forgot his permission slip or something. No big deal. Or it could be worse a ghost might have showed up to catch him. Still nothing he couldn't handle. Been there done that.

But the next words that came from the other line stopped him dead in his tracks. "He did WHAT?"


To Be Continued in Part 2 of
Hidden Truth


A/N:

- They say when you love a character…
- You torture them xD
- Remember Adrian is only human even if he is now part ghost.

- Dealing with Adrian's personality and trying to have him lash out is a delicate balance. But as you can see it has to do a lot with his ghost powers. Remember he was in his parta form at the time. I like to think that his powers are triggered by his emotions it sure seemed that way with Danny.

- Malcolm is a character I think you all will learn to love to hate I'm sure. He's a real issue not exactly a bully in the terms of picking on Adrian more of a rival which I'll get into later why. He's also a snob, and some other things. But I won't get into all that. There is a reason he is the way he is but that will come out later on.

- More to come with Alicia and Danny as well. This is more of the introduction to this episode in some ways although I imagine some questions were sparked reading this.

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