Kim woke up a little grumpy. She was still irked by the whole ghost kid scandal the other night. She didn't even put up a good fight. He was probably laughing at her with his ghostly friends. I mean the fight lasted maybe five minutes, and who was left bruised and battered? None other than the legendary Kim Possible. She realized she most definitely did not have the correct materials to be fighting a ghost, and decided it was time to call Wade. The Guys in White seemed to throw her into Amity Park at her own risk, but Kim knew that if there was one incredibly smart twelve year old that always had her back, it was Wade. She felt bad disturbing him over the weekend, knowing it was his grandmother's birthday, which was why she didn't call Saturday when she got back from Sam's and the bruises were still fresh, or Sunday. However, it was officially Monday morning, which meant Wade should be on his computer and awaiting her call.

She slowly limped out of bed, still a little sore from the other night, and headed towards the kitchen where her kimmunicator was left, and quickly pressed the small red button. As expected, a small picture of Wade illuminated the entire screen.

"Oh hey Kim," the small boy greeted.

Kim smiled, "Hey Wade."

"What's up?" the small boy asked.

"It's about this mission. I tried confronting the ghost kid on Friday night, and he left me pretty damaged… I clearly did not have the right tools. Did you know they can turn invisible, and fire this green stuff from their palms? I was so beyond not prepared."

"Sounds like it was rough. I always was curious as to what this ghost's powers may be... did I tell you he is scaled as one of the most dangerous ghosts?" Wade said, almost excitedly.

"Er, no, and, conveniently, neither did the Guys in White," Kim sighed, rolling her eyes at her stupid employers. She suddenly remembered to get back to her original objective. "Anyways, do you think you can modify that battle suit to mimic the powers of a ghost?"

Wade thought for no longer than a moment before answering, "Yeah that's manageable. I don't know much about ghosts, though, so it'll take a while to get processed; I have to research all ghost powers and figure out a way to obtain them before I can even edit the suit's dynamics. It should take about two days, but I wouldn't recommend picking another fight until you have it."

"See, that was the weird part… he didn't even care about fighting me. With Draken and Shego, I was always their center of attention while fighting, but this guy hardly put up a fight, and yet he still beat me…"

"Don't get discouraged, he's got super powers!" Wade encouraged.

"Ghost powers. I can deal with super powers," she corrected him, thinking of Shego. "It's these ghost powers I definitely have to do my research about. I'll ask around, but in the meantime, you'll get me that battle suit?"

"You bet!" Wade smiled before signing off to begin his research. Kim grabbed her bag and began her run to school.

…

The drive to school was, as usual, quite quiet. Danny made no move to start talking and neither did his sister. They both figured there wasn't enough time to delve into any topic that would leave them both reflecting the rest of the day, so the silence always persisted. Jazz's red car pulled into the back parking lot of the high school, and Danny jumped out of the passenger seat. He began walking into the school, but was soon met up with a Goth friend of his who had just parked herself.

"Hey you," she smiled at the ghost kid. Danny returned it, and saying, "Hey. Ready for your bio test?"

Sam's face frowned, and she glared at the boy. "Don't bring it up," she commanded harshly. Her reaction just made Danny chuckle. He was so happy he'd passed Bio freshman year, and didn't have to take it again because he'd refused to dissect any animals.

As they were crossing the threshold to the back door of school, Danny felt an icy breeze bundle within his larynx. It came out as a huff, just barely escaping his lips. Sam saw his frozen state, and new exactly what she had to do. She dipped her head in the direction of the parking lot, motioning for him to go. He smiled his appreciation, and darted back into the parking lot, almost running into his sister.

"Where are you headed?" she asked confused.

Danny sputtered for the right words, but they never came. He tried using hand motions, but his voice was lost in exasperation with himself. He pointed to the sky and then himself, trying to explain what was going on. Thankfully, Jazz's big brain caught on, and she smiled, "Be careful" before winking and turning to walk towards the school. He ducked underneath her car, and transformed.

"Going ghost," he whispered, and immediately a belt of energy appeared at his abdomen. After hovering for a moment, it split into two hoops and soon transformed his entire body, extending up to the tips of his hair down to the bottom of his feet. The incredible energy electrified his eyes, and he immediately knew he was ghost when he opened the green irises and could see clearly fifty feet away. His wispy white hair fluttered with the wind in his eyes, and he smirked. Going intangible, he pushed himself through the car, and went in search of a green-skinned, glowing creature.

…

Kim broke out into a quick run. She had hardly any time to get to English as she had waited by Danny's locker, so they could walk to English together. She had waited up till just before the bell, so now she was racing to get to class, figuring Danny wouldn't be coming. She turned a corner, and new that the English room was only one corner away. She tried breaking into a quicker run, but was already going her limit.
Kim.
She heard from behind, and turned her head around, but maintaining her speed. The hallway was empty, and she could not find the source of the call, so she turned back around just in time to – POW!

Kim didn't know what was going on. Her forehead had knocked into something hard, but her hair had fallen into her face, so she couldn't see. When she did open her eyes, she saw a girl clutching her head as well. "Ow, ow, ow," the girl was muttering, rubbing the sore spot.

Kim tried sitting up slowly, so the blood wouldn't rush to her head. She brushed her fallen hair out of her face, and back into a pony tail.

"I am so sorry," Kim muttered, and she pressed against her hurt forehead. "I didn't even see you there."

The girl sitting across from her looked pained, almost as if she was trying her hardest not to cry. "Are you alright?" Kim asked. The girl only nodded, still clutching her forehead.

Finally, she let go, and turned to Kim, her aqua eyes looking teary, but still smiling. "I'm fine. You're okay, too?" She asked, and rose to her feet, offering Kim her dainty hand. Kim returned the girl's gentle smile, and grasped her hand. "It's no big, I don't bruise easily."

"I'm so happy to hear that –" the girl paused, realizing she didn't know the ginger's name.

"Kim," she replied.

"Kim," the other girl repeated. "I don't think I've seen you around before, Kim. Are you new?"

"Er, yeah, I'm kinda a transfer student. I started last Monday."

"Wow that's so nice. How do you like Casper High?"

"It's been nice, so far. Lots of friendly people," she smiled, thinking of her three new friends.

"And you're a…" the girl trailed off again.

"Junior," Kim gladly answered.

"Senior," the girl smiled friendly and replied to Kim's unasked question.

"Well, I guess I'll see you around," the girl said, picking her books up off the floor. Kim was reaching for the handle of the English room when she paused and looked back to the girl walking away.

"Wait! I don't think I caught your name."

The girl spun around, her long, red hair following her head, and lying scattered on her shoulder. She brushed it back behind her head band, and smiled. "I'm Jazz."

…

"I didn't see you in English, today," Kim greeted as she sat down next to Sam, but talking to Danny.

"Oh, er," Danny began, clearing his throat. "I slept in today. Did we do anything important?"

"Not really, just talked a little more about the Scarlett Letter. Oh – we did get a group assignment. We got to pick our partners, and I was the only one left, so we sorta got stuck with each other," Kim smiled awkwardly, unsure if Danny would be disappointed or excited about their pairing.

"Cool. So what's the work?" Danny asked, not thinking very much on the fact they would be partners. Kim was finally allowed to breathe naturally again.

"We just have to answer 10 questions about the book. Plus it's due on Monday. So not the drama."

"Sounds great. You can come to my house sometime this week to work on it if you want," Danny offered.

"Yea that's perfect. What day works best for you?" Kim asked, trying not to seem overly excited.

"Wednesday?" he asked, knowing his parents weren't coming home till late.

"See you then."

The rest of lunch continued as usual, until Kim skidded off to math class.

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Danny and his friends all sat in the ghost boy's room finishing up some homework they didn't get to at Nasty Burger. Suddenly, Danny's acute ears tuned into Tucker's beeping PDA, and the threesome exchanged a knowing glare. It was 7:30. Time to get ready.

The three friends immediately stood up, and began walking to Danny's front door. Jazz was silently studying in her room, but no doubt knew that her little brother and his friends were getting ready for their nightly ghost-fighting. Little did they know that she always kept an eye on the ectoplasm levels around the city to make sure the three teenagers were safe.

The friends creaked down the stairs, and silently exited through the front door of Danny's small brick house. Tucker and Sam immediately began walking to Sam's Hurst, as they did every night. It was kind of thing they began to do once they had some wheels in the group. And not the scooter kind.

Sam would driver herself and Tucker around the city searching for any signs of trouble, and Tucker would test all areas of the city for ectoplasm energy. Meanwhile, Danny would fly overhead or simply sit and wait until he got a call from his friends instructing him where to go.

This plan had just become a routine as it was so successful; Danny had been able to avoid his parents while doing this for two years now, so they had nothing to truly worry about… that is except for that strange girl that attacked the other night. She was definitely human, and Danny could tell she wasn't an expert ghost hunter, but he knew she'd be back, so the whole situation sorta irked him. He'd yet to discuss it with his friends. He figured it would just give them another reason to worry about him, so he decided that if it became an actually problem, he'd let them know, but so far, the girl seemed quite harmless.

Shaking his head to rid his confused thoughts, Danny smiled, wishing Sam and Tuck luck as they drove off into the setting sun. Once the black car was out of his human vision, Danny hopped into the alley next to his house, and quickly peered around. In his solitude, the white cotton of his shirt began to metamorphose into his black spandex. Soon the spandex encased his whole body, omitting his head, which was now covered in light, wispy, white strands. He opened his eyes, and could tell by the heat that they had also transformed to their electric, ghost green.

…

The ghost kid appeared to just be flying around, and not harming anyone, Kim observed as she remained in the shadows slowly following the ghost kid's trail from the ground. She was definitely not fully recovered from their last encounter, so she did agree to take Wade's advice and just… watch.

But watching was so painful! She just wanted to get out into the action, but one grasp of her bruised stomach reminded her that that wasn't a good idea. Still, she couldn't just let him get into all sorts of trouble, so she decided that if she followed him until her suit came in, she would learn all about him.

She heard a slight beeping sound, and the young ghost say, "On my way," almost excitedly.

Kim smirked. It would appear she was on her way as well.

She followed the black-covered ghost for what felt like a mile. She leaped from trees to lamp posts to buildings, trying to stay right on his tail, but he would often vanish in front of a building and then reappear on the other side. Not to mention that when he was completely visible, he was so much faster than Kim's leaps were.

Suddenly, the ghost began gaining speed, but then he stopped moving all together and just sort of hovered. Kim eye's had to squint to see the darkness, but it appeared the ghost kid stopped right next to a house, some kind of circular chimney peeping over the top. All of a sudden, the ghost launched himself through the side of the house, vanishing from Kim's eye, only this time, he never emerged from the other side. Kim's only explanation was that he was inside the house, but she was too far away to make that assumption, yet.

Reaching for her grappling hook, Kim aimed the metal gun right to the ledge on the roof, and pulled back the trigger. She smiled as its little claws attached on the gutter of the roof. Moving her feet into a more comfortable stance, Kim pressed the small button that retracted the rope tied to the hook, and she immediately flew across the sky, not unlike that that the ghost kid did.

Her feet landed softly on the top with a slight tap, and she hooked the tool back onto her belt. Glancing around through her cut-out-eye-holes, she felt some kind of rumbling underneath her. Kim knew exactly what it was coming from, and knew how to see what was going on down there.

Pitter-patter. Tap, tap. Her small feet danced across the slope of the roof as she hurried to the chimney. She finally reached it and peered in the inside, knowing perfectly well she wouldn't be able to see anything, but still wanting to make sure. She stepped feet first down the chimney.

Utter darkness. That was the only way Kim could think to describe that which she couldn't see. The night sky above offered no light, and there was nothing leaking out from the bottom, so she slowly slid down the chimney, attempting to feel every single brick, so she knew how much further she had to go. Finally Kim felt she was getting close, and looked down, finally seeing a small bit of blue light leaking from the moon, which bled through a window into the small house, illuminating the room the chimney began in, as well as the chimney itself.

Kim slowly slid down the last few bricks and cautiously crawled out from the mouth of the fire place. Peering around, she appeared to be in complete solitude. Of course, she decided that before she heard the large crash come from the left. She could feel the entire house quake with a shock, and see the dangling light fixtures wobble on the ceiling. Kim looked to her left, and noticed that was the direction of the kitchen. She slowly stepped into the corner between the kitchen and the dining room she was currently in, and slowly flipped her head around, looking inside.

There he was. The ghost kid. He appeared to be wrestling with an oddly green creature who was putting up quite the fight. The green monster had white hair and a lab coat with black sunglasses blocking his eyes. She had never seen something this strange looking before.

The ghost kid threw a hard punch from across the room at the other monster. Kim was initially confused. Why would he throw a punch from so far away? What on Earth could that accomplish?

Then Kim realized that there seemed to be an explosion of green energy that emerged from the end of his fist, and she began to vaguely remember the same technique being used on her. And the odd punch worked the same way on the green man. The old looking scientist was sent reeling back, and the ghost kid did not retreat.

The phantom lunged at the hurt green-skinned fellow, and had what almost looked like a wooden spoon in hand. The ghost kid was ready to strike the green monster lying on the ground, and Kim thought for sure that he was going to, but just before the spoon clashed with that green head, the entirety of the green thing vanished.

Poof! He just up and disappeared. Kim, still looming in the shadows of the dining room, peered around in awe. Where had he gone? But soon her question was answered, and she saw a flash of a white coat and a spin of green skin, and the next thing she knew, the ghost kid was lying on the ground this time.

The figure – which Kim could now assume with full-confidence, was in fact a ghost – made an attack on the ghost kid again, but this time the black-suited kid pulled out an odd thermos. Was he planning to throw his ghostly lunch at the odd figure?

Kim knew exactly what to expect when his hand laced around the cap of the chrome thermos. Thermoses always encased soup or a different meal you were trying to keep hot, so of course Kim knew that he was going to throw some weird haunted lunch on the ghost.

His tan face grew into an evil smirk, and he said to the fearful green ghost, "It's time to log off, Technus."

Then his gloved fingers ripped off the lid of the thermos, and a cylindrical blinding light appeared from the top of the thermos, and Kim had to close her eyes it was so bright. The only thing Kim knew was she heard a pained high-pitched scream, and when she opened her squeezed eyes, she saw the last glimpse of the ghost kid flying through the roof of this odd house.

"Who's down there?" she heard a deep voice call out.

It looked like her cue to leave as well, so she darted into the chimney, and began her escape a similar way she came in.

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