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GiW Blueprints and Valerie's Discovery
Near the outskirts of Amity Park stood the Main Base of the Guys in White organization. In the large, central office stood Guys in White Agent Harrison. His back was stiff and his arms were at his sides as he stood at attention, facing his boss, Joe Granite. The burly, grey-haired man was seated at his desk.
"What do you have for me?" questioned Granite.
Harrison laid out a blue sheet of paper, filled with sketches and scientific notes.
"Sir, I believe we have created the ultimate weapon."
Granite frowned, studying the work his scientists had come up with. "What exactly is it?"
"It is a Ghost Bomber. We can drop it into the Ghost Zone, and the best part is, while it will completely destroy their world, our world will be completely unaffected by it. Our scientists guarantee it."
Granite leaned back in his leather chair, eyebrow raised. "If we destroy all the ghosts, how can we study them?"
Harrison hesitated. "I...I guess we don't."
Granite sighed in annoyance. "I'm paying you and your team of scientists millions of dollars to come up with new ghost catching technology. Not ghost destroying technology. You better not have made a prototype."
Harrison paled, which was not noticed by Granite. "Of course not sir. We will file these blueprints into the 'Discarded' folder and work on something new."
Harrison left the office and went to file the blueprints away. Once he did that, he pulled out his walkie-talkie.
"Langland, you there?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good. I need you to store the Ghost Bomber in the abandon warehouse located thirty kilometres from here. I want to lock that warehouse up and keep a security camera there for extra surveillance."
"But-"
"No questions! If Boss finds out that we went ahead with the prototype without his approval, we're all in major trouble. Just do it and report back to me when your task has been completed."
Harrison turned the device off and headed back to confer with the scientists, unconcerned.
He had enough time to figure out what to do with the prototype. No one would ever find in the warehouse. It was completely safe.
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"So, the Box Ghost get busted yet?" asked Tucker.
Danny snorted and leaned against the metal door of his locker. "Please. In order for them to catch a ghost it would need to be gift-wrapped and handed to them. He's still around."
"I thought you were going to catch him."
"I said later." Danny grinned. "And later is when I feel like it. He's not annoying me yet, so I have no reason to go after him. It's not like he can do real harm."
"He did, once," mused Tucker. "The whole Pandora's Box fiasco."
"That's not going to happen again," said Danny feelingly. "Pandora is going to make sure of it."
Tucker was about to respond when he noticed a familiar figure at the end of the hall. "Valerie at twelve o'clock," he muttered.
The ghost huntress walked down the hall and spotted Danny and Tucker hanging out at their lockers. She hurried up to them.
"Hey Danny," she greeted. "I was wondering, have your parents caught the weird blue ghost yet?"
Danny glanced at Valerie suspiciously. "Yeah, they have. No need to worry," he said coolly, turning back to face Tucker.
Valerie blinked at the brush-off. What have I done recently to make him mad? "So, where's Sam?"
"To free the frogs in the bio lab," Tucker said, shouldering his backpack. "I better get going. See you, Danny."
Danny nodded and after a quick glance at Valerie, he walked off in the opposite direction. Valerie stood alone for a moment, confused, before hurrying off to meet her father at the Main Guys in White Base, which was a rather long walk away.
After an hour's walk, she reached the large base. She went through security with little problem, since they were well acquainted with her father. She walked down the corridors in the direction of her father's office and paused when she heard a heated discussion coming from the room at the end of the corridor.
Unable to dispel her curiosity, she moved towards the room and found the door ajar. She carefully inched it open further and found the agents with their backs to the door. She slipped inside and hid herself behind the door, listening intently to their conversation.
"So, have you done what I asked?" Harrison questioned the young agent.
"Yes sir. But I still-" the crackly-voiced young adult started before he was silenced by his superior.
Harrison looked at him sternly. "Look, the Ghost Bomber was meant to destroy the ghosts in the Ghost Zone, and it wouldn't affect our world at all. But Granite prefers studying them to destroying them. So I had to hide it in the one place he would never go. That abandoned warehouse. It's condemned, in the middle of nowhere, and I'm certain it'll be safe there until I figure something else out.
"I cleared all financial records so he won't know we spent the lab money on the prototype before we showed the blueprints to him. You are going to watch the security monitors twenty-four/seven to make sure no one goes there. And not a word about this to the boss. Understood?"
"Understood," the young agent said, a bit nervously.
Valerie held her breath as the two agents walked past the door and out of the room. When they were gone, she stepped out of her hiding spot and a diabolical grin split her face.
A weapon that destroys all the ghosts in the Ghost Zone? she thought gleefully. It's perfect! That brat, the blue ghost, all of them-destroyed!
Especially Phantom.
Valerie broke into an evil laugh, her cackles echoing throughout the room.
"Valerie?" an uncertain voice called. "Is that you?"
The raven-haired girl hastily stopped laughing and coughed. She stepped out of the room and smiled innocently at her father, who was standing at the end of the corridor. "Hey, Dad."
Damian blinked at his daughter. "Was that you I heard laugh-?"
"It was the wind!"