I sat in my chair and looked at my plate. Crumbs. I was starving, and my father had been gone 20 minutes.

I looked over at my new PSP and cringed.

I was told a year ago by my father that I was adopted. He said that me and my family had been in a horrible accident and I was the sole survivor. He had been driving to town about 25 miles from where we lived when he saw a totalled Chevy Cruise in a ditch. He got out of his car and called 911, then checked my families pulses. First he got to my dad, nothing, then my mom, same thing, then my younger brother, nope. He was about to leave when he heard a very soft breathing. He searched through the rumble to find a 10 year old girl laying under a pile of twisted metal, me. He grabbed me and took me to his mansion and nursed me back to health. He told me the third day I was where that I had gotten up from my bed and started crying and running around the house looking for someone or something I knew. My father let me be, knowing that I would eventually get tired and pass out. Once I did he took me back to my bed and I slept for a few hours. I woke up with no memory.

My father walked in.

"Oh I'm sorry my dear! I was making pancakes for you when I got a phone call from an old...errrr...friend." I rolled my eyes. My Father is always making up excuses.

"So, who was it?" I asked sarcastically. He smirked. "I am so glad you asked. Remember that party daddy had last week.?" I nodded. I hated it when he referred too himself as 'daddy'.

"Yeah there was this weird Ghost thing attaching Mr. Fenton." I said.

He walked over to me and placed three pancakes on my plate.

"Enjoy!" he grinned. "Im sorry that I forgot the maple syrup...We ran out yesterday and you know how far we live from town."

I looked at him, all confused like. "Maple-what-now?" At the time I had never heard of maple syrup. I took a bite.

"It's cold."

He patted my head. "I'm sorry Dani, but now isn't the time to complain. I need you to follow me to my private study." He seemed awfully cheery.

My father isn't ever cheery.

Jokingly I asked, "Who are you and what have you done with my Father?"

He smiled. "Oh ha ha, you sound just like Daniel." I looked at him. "Who?" He shook his head. "Oh nothing. It'll be revealed soon. Soon you will understand. Now finish your pancakes! We have a long day ahead of us." He said.