I'm back! As you have noticed this story has been updating faster than any of my others ones because of the high demand for this story, not to say my other stories are not as important (Fate 8 will always be my favorite, sorry). Anyway, thanks to all who are liking, favoriting and reviewing this story. If you don't know it makes me update faster because I don't want to leave you hanging on anything.

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Karai: I know, I love it too. Thank you! We will be getting into a bit of his work life style in this and more later into the chapter I'll show you guys what I think his lifestyle would be like. I, has a person, loving digging into society and other people's lifestyles so don't worry those will be explained in as much detail as I deem worthy.

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...Who was this nut job?

My objection is protection, sounds like the name of a bad T.V. show? The ghost, Phantom, looked down at the human in his hands, sighed, and placed him down on his bed.

"I guess I better tell my boss you know I'm here, has a safety precaution in case you pull a stunt like you did with Skulker, that means you stay here."

When Phantom was finished speaking Fenton got up and smacked Phantom across the cheek. Phantom stood in shock as Fenton yelled, "You don't get to talk like you own me, a safety precaution?! The only thing you should be worried about is if I don't tell my parents that a ghost is forcing protection on too me, that I don't need by the way. And-"

Before Fenton could finish, he felt something sharp against his neck. He stopped talking and tried to move back from the knife, when Phantom grabbed his hair and pull his head back, the knife digging even deeper into his neck.

Danny gulped.

"Listen very closely, because I'm only going to say this once. On a scale of one to ten how bad do you think Skulker is? Out of all the ghost I know and have fought, he's a four on a good day. There are a lot of ghost who have more power and motive to see your head on a plaque because you are a hunters kid. Hunters who have slaughter millions of us out of the fear of the unknown. Hunters that have killed friends and families because we don't bleed red. So sorry if I need to make sure you don't add another reason for ghost who want you dead."

Even if Phantom didn't yell this, it still sent Fenton heart plummeting. He was shocked at the tone behind the words. He was scared of Phantom at this point, his words finally sinking into his head, and Danny could only gasp in shock. He knew every word Phantom said was true. For the life of him Fenton couldn't find a reason why it wasn't that clear before. He knew some ghost were bad, but he remembered before, he believed that humans are the same, then his parents drilled it in him that ghost were evil creatures, and the onslaught of memories, plus the dramatizing half hour that just happened brought tears to Fenton's eyes. Humans are the same, if not more bad then ghost, for having that train of thought. By the end of his speech, Fenton had his head bowed in shame, small tears dripping down his face as he thought of what would happen if it were him, his life and friends in the same fear as the ghost his own parents most likely traumatized. Even as he felt a thumb brush some tears away, he couldn't find it anywhere in his person to look at Phantom.

Phantom was shocked to find the kid crying. Most would brush of the statement but then he saw the tears. At first, Phantom thought it was pity, but the kid wore his emotions on his sleeve, and Phantom could feel empathy rolling off the kid in heaps. Before Phantom knew what he was doing, he brought his hand up and brushed the kids tears off.

Maybe there was hope for this kid.

Phantom then heard a sob and felt the kid attach himself to Phantom. Crying over his shoulder mumbling out "Sorry" every couple couple of sobs and sniffs.

Phantom blushed at the contact. More out of awkwardness and embarrassment, than anything else. In his line a work, contact was minimal to none. He really isn't used to it, but he let Fenton just hang on to him and Phantom put his hand on the kids back and patted it.

"I'm coming with you."

Fenton said this after 10 more minutes of sniffs and hiccups. Phantom couldn't remember what brought this on.

"What?"

"You said you needed to tell your boss this (Oh, Phantom thought), and I want to come with you, to meet them I guess."

Fenton's eyes were down, not looking at Phantom.

Phantom noticed the tension in the room. This would decided how this situation was going to work. Either keeping Fenton in the dark, or getting him involved in a dangerous world.

Oh well, he was going to end up in the Zone and some point or another. "Sure, just please don't pull a stunt, alright?" Phantom said this with a bit of humor, to show he was kidding.

It worked when Fenton blushed and the tension died down.

Phantom looked over to the digital clock on the bed side table. "It's only 5, what time does your sister come home?" Phantom asked. Wondering how much time he had.

"Oh, Jazz? She's with Dash so...I would say 10-ish? He tends to drag the tutoring session out longer than he should to hit on her. Jazz ignores it, she gets paid by the hour."

Phantom chuckled at the thought of the jock trying to hit on Fenton's sister only for Dash to pay for it, literally.

"Alright then...uh, you would happen to have something other than your self to bring into the Zone, would you? Like maybe a means of transportation?" By the look of Fenton's face, he could say a big fat no to that.

"This is going to suck."

"That sucked...and stop laughing!"

By the time they made it to Phantom's work, Fenton was more red than a tomato and Phantom couldn't remember a time he laughed so hard.

As soon as Phantom took off the portal, Fenton had to hold on to Phantom, or else try to float his way through the ghost Zone.

This wouldn't have been so bad, but in the ghost zone, everything tries to attack you.

Fenton learned this the hard way.

They stopped on an island half way through. Phantom may be in shape, but the distance from the portal to the main city was horrid, and enough even to make Phantom wish he could take an easy way out.

While Phantom rested, Fenton decided to explore.

Phantom should have said no. The kid knew nothing of this dangerous place, and almost everyone wanted his head, but to Fenton, this was a new world. Phantom later blamed this logic on his tiredness.

Fenton found a cute flower looking similar to a weed in the human realm, but this sucker was bright pink with white swirls.

Fenton went to touch it, only for the flower to growl and latch itself on to his face.

After getting the flower off, Fenton refused to let go of Phantom for the rest of the trip, and for the rest of the trip Phantom couldn't stop laughing.

"That had to be the funniest thing ever! You screamed like a girl, but you got a vice grip when you're scared, jeez."

Fenton made a sound as his face turned even brighter red.

When Phantom was finished catching his breath and composure, they stepped into the building.

Fenton was shocked to find row upon row of ghost of different everything working on laptops.

At the very back, Fenton could see 2 giant doors, and from the black darkness coming from it, Fenton didn't question it.

"Here, sit."

That made Fenton focus and the ghost in front of him. He noticed that while he was taking in the sights, Phantom walked him over to an empty desk by a window to sit.

"If you need anything talk to this lady right here."

Fenton sat down, and turned his head to see a chubby girl with glasses, typing on the her laptop then turning when she was mentioned, she had hazel eyes, and short red/brown hair, she smiled at him. "Don't worry love, if you need anything just ask." She said in a thick accent he couldn't place.

Fenton turned to ask Phantom a question.

He was gone.

Phantom stood at the black doors with a natural expression on his face and knocked on the door.

After a few seconds there was a soft but loud "come in", and Phantom opened one of the doors.

Despite the doors looking dark and ominous, the place inside was a brightly lit room. You couldn't see much of the furniture or decor because of the piles of paper stacking to the ceiling.

There was enough room to see a giant desk with a chair turned away from the door. Phantom could hear scratches of a pen before the chair turned and revealed his boss, Grace.

She looked no older then Fenton, but Phantom knew she was much older. With dark black hair, waving down past the small of her back, she turned her focus to Phantom. Her black eyes widening.

"Dan, what are you doing here, oh please tell me the kid is still alive."

Phantom looked appalled. " I can see you have so much faith in me, to believe I couldn't take care of the kid, he's fine by the way, and I thought you said I was the best for the job."

Grace smirked. "I never said that, my ass for a husband did. Well, it's a good thing you're here, we found some interesting news on your case."

Phantom frowned. "What type of news."

"Depending on how you look at it, good or bad, I wanted to wait till you're here, to look more depth into it."

Phantom nodded. Grace got up from her desk, and went out of the office, Phantom not to far behind.

While they were heading to what appeared to be the interrogation room (meaning the 'news' was a suspect in his case), and turned to make sure the human was okay. He saw Fenton chatting with Emily. Fenton looked up, and Phantom held in chuckles seeing Fenton's jaw hit the floor, eyes shifting to stare at Grace. At her 7"11 height dressed ready for battle with dark leather clothing and 2 full size scythes criss crossing her back, he couldn't blame Fenton. When Phatom first met Grace, he could imagine his face looking similar, he also couldn't go near his boss for the first few weeks out of fear.

When they turned into the interrogation room, there was already a ghost in the room, looking like most when about the questioned, pale, nervous eyes shifting across the room every so often.

This wasn't a room you would find a police station. There was no privacy here. Just one big room filled with tables and chair, so others could know what you did, ghost seemed to think this method worked better than a single room to yourself.

Phantom frowned. "What is this?"

Grace sighed. "We have been keeping lots of security around the portal, and this moron tried his luck, and got caught. Usually, there would be nothing wrong with this, if you find a natural portal, go for it, we just can't ensure you'll come back in one piece. This guy however, has multiple offensive charges on him, so much, I may have to deal him out a hell sentence."

At those those words the man got up, "No please! I beg of you, I'll tell you everything, I won't do anything stupid again, I plead! I'm sorry Madame."

Phantom gave a quite wince. Grace had the ability to send souls that have done wrong into a place most would describe as hell. Only dark souls with no chance of redemption would be sent there.

"As we were sending him to his punishment, he claimed to have info on your case, knowledge no one should be able to know, but you, me, and a few higher ups. He is willing to shed some light on the situation, if only to reduce his punishment."

The man nodded quickly. "Yes! The kid! Danny, was is? There is a lot of people after him."

Phantom turned to Grace and she nodded, the questioning had begun.

Fenton was still in shock after seeing the lady Phantom walked out with. She was tall! It didn't help the girl, Emily, had made a point of laughing at him, but explained that the tall lady was Grace, everyone's boss and the Grimm Reaper. Fenton made a note to be extra kind when she around.

Fenton sighed, Emily had work to do and asked to keep quiet till she was done. Fenton looked out the window for the first time and gasped as he saw this had to be like the millionth floor! What the heck?

"Oh, ha! I forgot, the front doors are living portals. They can tell what floor you need to be on and transport you right up!"

Fenton nodded. Still wide looking with wide eyes at the window.

"Hey, I'm back."

Phantom walked up to Danny, his head down low most of his face covered by his bangs.

"Alright, thanks Emily I had fun!"

"Ya thank you!"

With that they both left.

Phantom grabbed hold of Danny and started to fly off, Danny noticed different islands.

"Does the Zone move often enough for these new islands to be around?"

"Nope."

Fenton shifted in Phantom's hold. "Where are we going then?"

"We need a safe spot for you, something came up in the case."

Fenton started to get a little nervous. "Can we at least go back so I can get some stuff."

"No, you're not going anywhere."

Fenton moved, trying to get out of Phantoms hold. Phantom just held on tighter. "Let go of me, right now!"

"Stop struggling, Billy!"

"Who's Billy?!"

"Danny!"

Fenton looked over Phantom's shoulder to see Phantom...wait.

With huge eyes, Danny turned to see Phantom's red eyes and crazy smile, okay not Phantom.

With one last look to the real Phantom, him and the fake disappeared.