A/N: Final chapter. I managed to get sick and decided to skip my prep class and write this instead. Thanks to ulimo, Fluehatraya, jeanette9a, and CrazyCoffeeKatz. Made my day when seeing the reviews. And to anyone who did anything else. Point out any grammatical mistakes and anything else that seems wrong.

"Mom? Dad?"

Danny's parents were still in the lab, but with their loud respond back, he could tell they weren't completely immersed in their work. There weren't any explosions either (yet).

The doubt wasn't gone totally from Danny, but he knew that this was the right choice. Any things that come, it may come, but this is still is the right choice. He was nearly certain of it.

Nearly.

He ignored the keyword and pushed the doubt out again.

He didn't think of why the doubt kept on resurfacing. Danny was absentminded once in a while, but he should have realized. His subconscious knew what it was doing, but he was so adamant on believing his own lies.

"Yes, Danny?" his mom asked as she took off her goggles.

"You're not doing anything important, right?" Danny was picking around the counters, trying to put the announcement off for a bit.

"Nah. Just fixing up some stuff." His dad hit one of the machines they were fixing and it gave out a blast of green.

"Yeah, fixing." Danny coughed right after to cover his words when his mom gave him a pointed look.

"Anything you need, Danny-boy?" his father asked while scraping some of the goop off the wall with a napkin. Danny knew that he was going to have to clean that up later.

"Umm, yeah. I just, like…" Danny scratched the back of his head, trying to think of a way to say this.

"Danny," his mom said, looking at him with concern. "Is there something wrong?"

"What? No!" Danny let his arm fall to his side and stood straighter. "Well, there isn't anything wrong, but there's something going on… It's not bad or anything, it's just a bit weird."

"Well, you know Danny Phantom?"

"Of course we do!" said his dad. "We've been trying to catch that no-good ghost so long, why wouldn't we know him?"

"Jack, calm down. Now, what do you want to talk about?" His mother addressed him at the end and Danny didn't know what exactly to say.

"Do you remember when the lab wasn't working last year, but I got it to work?"

"Yeah, of course. You pushed the 'on' button, right? You know, I don't think I know where that button is." His mom looked at the portal, trying to see if she could find it.

"Well, when I did that, there was this accident. I didn't get hurt or anything," Danny assured his mom when she gave him a worried glance. "It's just that it kinda changed me."

"Changed you? What do you mean, 'changed you'?" His dad looked worried too now and that in itself was completely weird and unusual.

"Well…" Danny was never really good with words. He was pretty sure that his parents would think he was joking if he just told them. "Can I just show you?"

"Show us what?" his mom asked.

"Show you this."

A white ring come from his stomach and split into two, one going to his head, the other to his toes.

"Dan-Danny?" his mother said. Her eyes went wide and his father couldn't say anything. He just stood there.

"I'm Danny Phantom."

If told, his parents wouldn't react. That's what Danny thought.

If they would always accept him, they wouldn't care. If they wouldn't care if he's a half-ghost, then they wouldn't react.

Of course they would react. It was a given. He was an idiot. He should have seen – his parents were ghost hunters, a long line of them, and he thought they wouldn't react to their child being half of what they hunted.

Danny decided against doing anything like flying or turning invisible. This would be proof enough.

"What are you?" Something in his mom's voice made him cringe. Why did it sound like that she thought that he was a monster?

"I'm called a halfa – half ghost, half human. This happened because of the accident. But I'm still your son –"

"You are not our son!" his dad shouted, coming out of his frozen state. "Our son is Danny Fenton, not some ghost that goes around terrorizing our town!"

"What have you done to Danny?" his mom whispered.

What was happening? Danny didn't understand. There was a part of him that was saying 'I told you so', but he ignored that. His parents were not supposed to act like that, like he wasn't there son. Maybe they just didn't understand.

"I am Danny, I'm your son, the boy you raised for 14 years, a Fenton –"

"Stop."

His mom's voice was so deadly that Danny closed his mouth the moment he heard it.

"Our son is not a no-good, freak ghost. He is a human being," his mom said, moving a bit towards the wall.

"I am human, I'm just ghost too."

Danny wanted to explain everything, what he's been doing, how not all ghosts are bad, but his mom suddenly had ectoplasm gun in her hand and handing one to his dad.

"Ghost, you've might got the town thinking you're a hero, but we know you're just like all the other ghosts. You're just trying to get us comfortable, unsuspecting. We know your tricks. I don't care who you are, you're a ghost!"

Ectoplasm made its way towards Danny, which he just managed to block with a shield.

"Mom? Dad?" Danny was desperate, he wanted them – he needed them to understand. Weren't they supposed to always understand, always accept?

"Ghost," his dad growled. "You've got ten minutes to get out of our home before we blast you to pieces. If we see you around town again, no matter what form you're in, don't think we'll hesitate to attack."

He gave them one last pleading look, but being at the end of his mother's gun made him leave.

Danny could tear out his head – he forgot his givens, his so important givens. He ignored them and now it's gotten him here.

He forgot one of his givens and he was paying for it.

Danny just floated over the town. He has fought his parents before, but this time, his parents knew. They knew who he was and being on the end of a ectoplasm gun this time hurt more than being blasted by one.

He thought they were going to accept him, that they would always love him.

He was wrong.

Looking over the town, Danny didn't know where to go.

Danny knew that his parents would chase him if he stayed in Amity Park. They only offered ten minutes for him to get out. He didn't have time to do anything but leave. If his parents found him again, they wouldn't be as kind. They would fight him.

Fighting him knowing he was Danny.

He knew that he shouldn't go to Sam and Tucker – he wasn't sure if his parents were going to ask or tell people about him, but he didn't want to put Sam and Tucker in anymore risk. Jazz was already out – she accepted him, but she couldn't hide him from their parents.

So Danny did the only thing he could think of.

He went to Vlad.

A/N: Yay for ambiguous endings! This is the end of my first and short Danny Phantom story that actually has chapters. This one manage to break a thousand words. Sorry if it's confusing or stupid or something. I'm kinda planning on using this as a prequel for another story I'm writing, since it falls on the same line... But that won't be a sequel. This is ending here. But it's probably going to be used as a prequel. God, I'm confusing. Whatever. Hoped you liked the story. Point out if anything's out of place.