A/N: I'm sorry it took me forever to put this chapter out! I just wanted to make it a perfect as I could (it still needs work *dies*).

UGH action. UGH HUMOR. UGH WRITING WELL! Anyway, Enjoy.

Chapter 3

"You would think the kid would have more decency than that," Tucker's voice came through Daniel's headset between the sound of phasers blasting in the background.

"I know right? He was gaping at the room like a fish out of water or something," Daniel replied.

It was one in the morning and once again Daniel was wide-awake but this time it was by his own choice, sort of.

After his awful encounter with The Danny Kid Daniel stumbled back to his room numb with pain. His head was throbbing like his brain was trying to escape. The second his head hit the pillow he passed out fully clothed. It was the first time Daniel had gone to bed early in years.

The irritatingly familiar buzz of his cell phone woke him from a deep sleep. Bleary eyed, Daniel picked up the hell-made machine to find 20 text messages and 3 missed calls all of which were from his friend Tucker. As Daniel was trying to access his voicemail, half asleep, the phone rang again with an incoming call. Daniel sat up putting his feet on the floor before answering.

"You better have a good reason for waking me up," He said around a mouth that felt like it was full of cotton.

As soon as Daniel had the words out of his mouth Tucker said, "High time you pick up! Crash Nebula updated and we have to be the first ones to whip alien butt and save the galaxy." Daniel didn't say anything; he had fallen back asleep.

"Daniel? Are you there? Daniel, you aren't grasping the gravity of this situation! My avatar is running around the red star galaxy alone. I need you dude!"

The phone slipped out of Daniel's hand and dropped to the floor making a muffled clatter pass through the phone line. Tucker swore and the line went dead.

Meanwhile, Daniel was having a dream. He was in an unfamiliar place. Somehow, as is often the way of dreams, Daniel knew it was a science lab. The walls were made or iron and the counters at the sides of the room were piled high with trash, papers, and other nonsensical items Daniel didn't recognize. All the equipment faced a large octagonal hole in the wall.

Suddenly, Daniel was standing in front of the hole pulling on a white jump suit. Someone, a girl, slapped a strange looking D on his chest.
Next Daniel was stepping into the hole. He walked a few feet forward and lost his footing. He leaned against the wall to balance himself and accidentally pressed a switch. Great pain assaulted Daniel's body and a bloodcurdling scream ripped out of his throat.
Daniel woke with a yell and almost face planted off his bed.

He had had the dream before, almost every night. People say it's not possible to die in dreams but Daniel felt he had proof other wise. Every time he had that dream Daniel swore he woke up because his heart had stopped beating.

Daniel put his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees. The headache had returned but not as strongly. Instead of a full throttle pounding it was now a dull ache at the back of his head and behind his eyes.

His phone lit up at his feet and Daniel sighed. Tucker wasn't giving in tonight. He reached down, picked up the phone, and finally answered.
"What, Tucker?"

"Oh good you're actually awake this time! Turn on your computer now. You're playing this game with me whether you like it or not."
And that's how Daniel ended up awake in the wee hours of the night playing a computer game.
"Cover me Daniel, I'm running in!" Tucker suddenly yelled over the headset.

Tucker's avatar ran forward while he screamed a battle cry. Daniel charged in after him giving a small yell of his own. Daniel destroyed Galaxy Warrior Robots while Tucker sped to the other side of the room to sabotage a power system.

"Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Remember that Sam Manson girl?" Tucker asked.

"The one goth who went to see Temple of Doom with us? What about her?"

Tucker flipped a lever and the robots fell to pieces. A door to the left of the screen slid open and the avatars jogged through.
"She asked me if we wanted to go see that new Divergent movie. I think she likes you, dude."

Daniel rolled his eyes, "Tucker you think every girl who looks at us is thinking of hooking up."

"Whatever dude. She asked me to specifically invite you and I've seen the way you look at her. I'm just sayin' that you need to grab the merchandise before it flies off the shelves. If you know what I mean."

Daniel grimaced at Tuckers bad metaphor. Sam was pretty and kind of cute. Daniel thought of Sam's short black hair and the way she always had a small ponytail that seemed to defy gravity. He thought of the curve of her smile and, more specifically, the curve of her hips. Thinking of the way she walked almost made Daniel laugh. Sam always stomped around in her combat boots like she was the one in charge. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to ask her out on a date. Daniel could totally go for someone who's as much as an outcast as he is.

"Whoa, what is this?" Tucker asked bringing Daniel back to Earth.

While Daniel had been daydreaming Tucker had run into the next room and Daniel's avatar had fallen behind. He trotted after to find the next room split into a huge canyon. Two rock faces reached almost all the way to the top of the ceiling. On one side a holo-ladder traced it's way to the top of the cliff.

"Whoa, indeed," Daniel agreed, "What are we supposed to do here?"

"It looks like that one kids movie. Umm, Finding Nemo! It reminds me of Finding Nemo."

"How did you remember that? I haven't seen that movie in forever."

"My younger cousins are visiting this week. Anyway, that's not important. We need to get to the other side."

"You do realize that as soon as we go in there the walls will start to close on us."

"Yep! Which is why we're going to play this like the movie. You go through the crevasse and I'll go over the top. That way if one of us gets crushed the undead one can go on."

"What if you die and I'm left playing here alone?"

"I can see your screen. I'll be your guide, dude! I can lead you to victory."

Daniel gave an exasperated sigh, "Tucker! That's insane, you're going to die and something bad is going to happen so I end up losing the game. I am not going in there"

"Come on man! Don't you trust me?"

"About as much as I should trust a random stranger I met on the Internet and have seen in person, like, five times."

Tucker was quiet for a second before saying, "Good point."

Daniel sighed, "Let's do this."

Tucker whooped, "This is what the last twenty levels have been about, baby! Let's do this shit."

Daniel smiled at his friend's excitement. Tucker always got excited about computer games. Well, anything having to do with technology really.

"Alright, I'm going to climb this ladder then we'll go on my count, OK?"

"Yeah, sure" Daniel said rubbing his eyes while Tucker's avatar climbed the ladder.

"So, what do you plan to do about that Danny guy?" Tucker asked.

"Oh, right. Him" Daniel had forgotten The Danny Kid while remembering Sam. Daniel shrugged then remembering Tucker couldn't see him said, "I don't know. Unless you have any bright ideas for me."

"Nope. No ideas at all, sorry dude," Tucker's avatar made it to the top of the cliff and Tucker asked, "Alright, you ready?"

"Yep."

"Set?"

"Yes, Tucker." For a second Daniel thought he heard someone snicker behind him.

"Alright, alright, three… Two…One…Go!" Daniel double tapped the W key and the two avatars took off running. About half of the way into the crack the walls began to close in on his screen.

"Ack! Tucker, the walls!"

"I know the ceiling is falling, too. Remember those speed packs?"

"The what?"

"The speed packs from the beginning of the ship that we thought we would never have to use. Use it, now!"

Daniel clicked an icon shaped like a man running on the bottom of his screen that he had forgotten about. The walls blurred at Daniel's sudden burst of speed.

"Ahhh!"

"Woo hoo!"

Daniel shot out of the rocks right as they began to touch. He turned around in time to see Tucker's avatar jump from the top of the cliffs to land in a crouch.

"We did it!" Daniel cried.

"Heck yeah we did it! Dance boy, dance!" Daniel watched as Tucker's avatar started to dance a jig. He laughed, "That's awesome! How did you do that?"

"Press the Alt, S, and space bar all at once," Tucker instructed. Daniel obeyed and watched as his screen went into third person mode and his avatar began to moon walk. "This is great."

"Haha, yeah"

Daniel heard a laugh behind him.

"Wow, the surround sound on this headset is really impressive."

"Really," Tucker asked, "What set do you have?"

"Umm the TX IV. They were on sale at Target a while ago."

Tucker was quiet for a second, "You sure dude?"

"Yeah, positive. They say so on the side."

"Daniel, that version doesn't have surround sound." Daniel could hear the frown in his friend's voice.

"Well then-" Daniel broke off as something behind his started wobbling, "Tucker hang on."

"What? No, Daniel we can't stop now. The boss is in the next chamber and we need two people to beat him. We could have the red star headquarters under our control before morning!"

"Tucker there may or may not be a potential robber in my house."

"But-!" Tucker's cry was cut from Daniel's ears when he pulled off the headset.

Daniel bent down and pulled a baseball bat out from under the desk. A late birthday present from his father a few years back.
Spinning around Daniel asked, "Who's there?"

No reply, the room was empty.

Daniel crossed the room to his dresser and found the offending noisemaker. His alarm clock had fallen over and was now rocking forward on its face. Weird, Daniel thought. The clock was perfectly stable. There was no way it would fall forward without human assistance.

"What the heck?" he said, or would have said if the green glob of goo hadn't so rudely interrupted.

A giant splotch of disgustingness flew past Daniel's head and attached itself to the wall. Daniel screamed and turned around to have a sudden stare down with a huge man.

He wore large armor like a knight from a video game. His face was concealed behind a mask with intricate designs cut in it that flowed throughout his entire suit and glowed green. A bright, lime green plume styled like fire flowed out of his helmet and fell down his back. The knight held an uncharacteristic staff with a sharp crystal poised at the top. The longer Daniel looked at the figure the more he somehow convinced himself the guy was glowing.

"Who the hell are you?" Daniel exclaimed, frightened out of his mind. The Knight Guy was freaky.

"Where is the halfa?" The Knight Guy ignored Daniel's question and pointed his crystal at Daniel's chest, "Tell me now or perish."

"I, I have no idea what you're talking about!" Daniel stammered throwing his hands in the air, dropping the bat.

"Then you are of no use to me."

The Knight Guy made a sweeping motion and something slammed into Daniel's side with the force of a freight train. Daniel was knocked off his feet and his back slammed into a wall. Or what Daniel thought was a wall.

Wheezing Daniel opened his eyes to find himself lying on the floor of his hallway.

"What!" Daniel's confusion grew when a boy stood up next to him. The boy was extremely pale, had bright unnaturally white hair, and glowing electric green eyes as bright as Knight Guy's plume.

"Who-?"

"No time!" The boy cut Daniel off and reached down to pull him to his feet. Goose bumps erupted on Daniel's skin for the boy's touch.

"Run!" The boy screamed and took off running noiselessly down the hall. Daniel had no choice but to follow. Daniel caught up to the boy with ease.

"What is going on?" Daniel yelled his voice shaking as his feet pounded the floor.

"Hang on a minute," the kid glanced behind them and his eyes widened. Daniel glanced back to see the knight bolting toward them quickly gaining, "Oh my fu-"

"Hold on to me!" The kid grabbed Daniel's upper arm and pulled him into the wall, into the wall.

The kid and Daniel stepped out of the wall on the other side, "Oh my God. Oh my God. What's happening?"

"Shush!" The white haired kid hushed Daniel. Daniel tried to rip his arm out of Whitey's grip of steel and failed.

"What is with you?" Daniel cried.

"Would you just be quiet for one minute? I'm trying to form a plan here," Whitey jumped into the air and next thing Daniel knew he was flying through the ceiling.

"Ack!" Daniel gripped Whitey's arm as tight as he could as he felt his feet leave the floor. Whitey popped up through the floor into a bathroom and shook his head, "No." Whitey kept flying dragging Daniel by the arm. He came out of the floor of another dinning room.

"How many dinning rooms do you people need?" Whitey asked as he pulled Daniel out of the floor. Daniel was shaking too hard to reply. Whitey tugged Daniel, who was still holding onto Whitey like a vice grip, to a corner of the room by the door. The pair crouched there and Whitey peered around the doorway.

"I think we'll be okay here for a second," he muttered to himself.

Daniel gulped loudly, "I'm dreaming. This is all a continuation of that stupid nightmare."

The kid perked up at that, "Nightmare?"

"None of your business, Whitey," Daniel muttered.

The kid rolled his eyes and peered around the doorway again. Daniel took the moment to inspect his savior.

Whitey was wearing a black jumpsuit with white gloves and white boots. The way he stood commanded attention and the way he spoke made Daniel want to obey. He seemed to glow with a white aura and his voice had a strange echo to it. On Whitey's chest was a familiar looking D.

"Where did you get that symbol?" Daniel blurted.

"Shh!" without looking back Whitey put a hand over Daniel's mouth.

"Here he comes," Whitey turned back to Daniel, really looking at him for the first time.

"I'm going to take my hand away. I need you to hear me out for less than a minute, okay?" Daniel nodded and Whitey let go of him.

The second the kid let go Daniel felt his core warm. His goose bumps went down and Daniel could breathe normally again. He hadn't realized this kids touch affected him so heavily.

Whitey sat back and ran a hand through his hair. In a rush he said, "I have no idea who or what this ghost is. I've never seen him before. I need you to trust me. Trust that I'll get you out of here. Can you do that?"

Daniel nodded, speechless.

"Okay, the ghost is coming around the corner. Be silent." Whitey reached a hand out to grab Daniel's hand. Daniel flinched and scooted away, not wanting to feel the cold in his core again. Whitey hesitated for a second saying, "Trust me." Before continuing to reach and this time Daniel didn't scoot away.

Whitey picked up Daniel's hand and closed his eyes. A small wave of cold passed through the intertwined hands and Daniel felt a tingling start in his wrist and spread throughout his limbs. He looked down to find that his entire body had disappeared. Daniel gasped and Whitey shushed him. Whitey had disappeared too. For a second Daniel thought the kid had left him until he realized Whitey was still holding his hand.

Daniel looked up to see Knight Guy walking down the hallway toward the hidden pair. Daniel pushed his bruised back into the wall when the knight poked his head in the doorway.

"Where are you hiding boy?" Guy muttered to himself. Knight Guy gave a thorough glance around the room before he pulled his head back out and continued noiselessly down the hall.

After a while Daniel realized he could see himself and Whitey again. Whitey had his eyes closed, an eerie sight. Daniel gave Whitey's hand a squeeze to make sure the kid wasn't dead.

"Don't do that, please."

Daniel jumped and obeyed. Who is this kid? Daniel thought. Why won't I wake up? Daniel heard once that you only dream about people you've seen before and Daniel was positive he'd never seen this kid before. Daniel thought about pinching himself but stopped his hand midway when he thought about all he'd been through in one night. So, I'm not dreaming?

"Okay, I think we're safe," Whitey suddenly and he tugged his hand out of Daniel's. "He's on the other side of the house."

Daniel took that as an okay to talk. "What's going on? Who are you? Who was that creep? What are you people doing in my home!?" Daniel's voice was teetering on the edge of hysteria. Whitey must have heard it.

"Whoa, calm down. Here, take three breaths with me," Whitey moved his hands in a sweeping motion as he breathed, "In and out, in and out." Daniel ignored him and almost stared hyperventilating.

"Come on, Daniel. Breathe with me, please." Daniel almost missed Whitey saying his name, almost.

Daniel finally took a deep breath, held it, and released it. The pair breathed together until Whitey was satisfied.

"Okay. Now, one question at a time."

Daniel took a moment to collect his thoughts before asking, "What's going on?" Whitey chewed his lower lip.

"Of course you start with the hardest question. If you want the truth, I don't know exactly. I've never met this ghost before but he's powerful. Power, like, radiates off him. It's weird the only other ghost I've met who felt like this was-" Whitey broke off and muttered something that sounded like, "Cockward."

"Ghosts. Wait. Don't tell me that you think Knight guy's a ghost."

Whitey glared at Daniel, "You have got to be kidding me. Yes, I believe that guy is a ghost! I believe he is dead, as much as I believe you are one hundred percent human. I can not believe that after all you just saw, after all you have been through today you still don't believe in ghosts. Ignorance may be bliss but it can also lead to stupidity. You have to accept this world you've been dragged into. Whether you like it or not!"

Daniel tried to pass the shock on his face off as annoyance before he snapped, "Fine, you crazy freak! Who the hell are you, Whitey?"

Unfazed Whitey raised an eyebrow; "You're really creative with names, aren't you?"

Daniel gave him his best death glare. "What's your name, smartass?"

Whitey glared back at Daniel with just enough venom to remind Daniel of someone else, whom he couldn't quite place, "Da-Uhh… Phantom!"

"Da Phantom? A little self centered are we?"

"It's just Phantom, jerk."

"Bitch."

The two boys glared at each other some more and the feeling that Daniel knew the kid grew. Enough to really bother him. After about a minute Phantom broke the contest by rolling his eyes, "Didn't you have more questions?"

Daniel thought about it for a second before asking, "Who's Knight Guy?"

"Again, names kid. You need to be more creative," Daniel ignored the comment and Phantom sighed, "I told you. I don't know who this guy is; I've never met him before. Any other questions I haven't already answered?"

Still feeling ticked off and hoping to throw off this kid who seemed to think so highly of himself Daniel asked, "How did you know my name?"

The question had the desired affect. Shock fluttered across Phantom's face and he started to stammer.

"Yes how did you know the child's name, Ghost Boy?"

Phantom's face fell as the temperature in the room dropped and Daniel was paralyzed with fear. Daniel watched behind Phantom as Knight Guy rose out of the ground, "Found you, boy"

Phantom put a hand on Daniel's chest and shoved him through the wall behind. The pair emerged in the hallway toppling over each other.

"Daniel, move!"

"You move!"

In their commotion to stand the pair just ended up getting more and more tangled together.

"Hahaha, sweet irony. Daniel, you should know better than to run from me."

Daniel froze nose to nose with Phantom when Knight Guy said his name. Phantom's eyes widened and he managed to stand, kneeing Daniel in the process. As soon as he was free Daniel scrambled up against a wall.

"Who are you?" Phantom demanded, "Why are you here?"

"What, no witty banter that you are so famous for? You have never seen me before and this surprises you? I thought you would be smarter than that, smart enough to realize you have greater enemies more horrible than your worst nightmare," Knight Guy leaned on his staff, seeming totally at peace.
Phantom shrugged, "I've been in this business for a while, I doubted many more people would want to bother me." Daniel whimpered as phantom's hands lit up with green energy, "Now, who are you?"

Knight Guy laughed, a scary echoy sound, and stood up straight, "My name is Aetas Mors."

"Time Death?" Daniel broke his paralysis to interrupt.

Aetas Mors tilted his head, "I'm impressed human, you have knowledge of a dead language not many know about anymore."

"Daniel, hush please," Phantom said over his shoulder.

"Why should I, Whitey?"

"Because you may end up joining the Romans!"

"Whitey?" Mors asked Phantom. Phantom closed his eyes, "He's a special case. Now, since you won't tell me who you are, join the Romans!"
Phantom raised a glowing fist and aimed for Mors face at full force. Mors stepped out of the way with surprising agility and tapped Phantom on the back with his staff as he flew past him.

"Ahgh!" A scream of agony escaped Phantom and he slammed into the wall.

"Haha, you are fun to dance with, Ghost Boy."

Phantom stood up pushing off the wall, "Let's see if you know the waltz." Phantom disappeared.

Daniel watched Mors look up and down the hallway, shifting nervously. "Where are you, wimp?" Mors cried.

"Right here!"

Mors suddenly flew into the ceiling. Pieces of plaster rained down on Daniel dusting his hair and skin white. Mors fell to the ground and groaned but didn't move.

Phantom materialized above a very shocked Daniel.

"Are you alright?" Phantom asked. Daniel nodded faintly. "Here," Phantom stuck out his hand to help Daniel stand. Daniel ignored him and shakily got to his feet, "I might be sick."

"Would you just run, please!" Phantom turned and took off flying down the hallway.

Daniel sighed. His life just got way too interesting.

Daniel ran after Phantom working hard to catch up, "Why are we running?"

"I need to get you out of here."

"Please, I can take care of myself. Ghost or not, I can fight! Just take me back to my room and I can grab my baseball bat."

"Yes, because you can beat up a ghost while playing baseball. Kid with an attitude like that you're going to get yourself – Ahh!"

Daniel jumped back to the wall as Phantom suddenly face planted. Phantom flipped on his back to find a green rope attached to his ankle. The rope lead back down the hall to a very angry looking Aetas Mors.

"You are not getting away from me that easily, Daniel!" Mors began to pull on the rope hand over hand, tugging Phantom toward him.
Phantom shot a ball of green at the rope only succeeding in burning a spot into the carpet. "Daniel, help me!"

The fear in Phantom's voice shocked Daniel into action. He pushed off the wall and seized Phantom by the underarms pulling with all his might.
Mors laugh echoed down the hall, "Resistance is futile, boys! I am a great bounty hunter who always catches his prize. My boss will be very pleased to see the Halfa."

No matter how hard the pair pulled Mors was stronger and soon Phantom was at his feet, Daniel still holding onto the ghost boy.

Mors stuck out and smacked Daniel across the face. Phantom cried out as the human spun into the wall crumpling at its base. Mors laughed again at Daniel's weakness and, bending down, picked Phantom up by the throat.

"You made a foolish decision of screwing with the timeline and must pay for your mistake."

"Wait, you don't understand!" Phantom tried.

"I do not need to understand. I do not want explanations. Frankly, child, I do not care what happens to you." Mors voice had slowly risen to a bellow waking Daniel.

Daniel pushed himself up on his hands and knees and put a hand to his forehead. It came away red. Daniel's stomach turned at the sight of his blood on the floor. The ground beneath Daniel rolled like the deck of a ship.

Phantom

Mors

Slowly Daniel remembered why he was lying on the floor bleeding. Daniel turned over to see Aetas Mors towering above him. Mors held Phantom by the throat, slowly squeezing. The sight sparked an old, suppressed memory in the back of Daniel's mind.

~Flashback Time~

Four-year-old Daniel was sitting on the floor of his kitchen playing with toy cars. Vlad sat at the table reading the newspaper. Maddie was at the stove burning a pot of chili; Maddie's cooking skills had yet to develop.

Daniel remembers his parents talking about a random news article. Something about ghost attacks in a city called Amity Park. Boring stuff to a toddler.
There was a sudden crash from the front room and Daniel's father ran to investigate. Maddie pulled Daniel behind the island counter and tried to console the crying child.

There was another crash and Daniel winced at his father's scream. Maddie cussed before making Daniel promise that he would not move from his spot on the floor. When Daniel begrudgingly agreed she ran to the foyer. Daniel sat back and clamped his hands over his ears trying to block out the noise from the foyer. Through his hands he heard his parents talking and another mans voice he didn't recognize. The noise soon became too much for him. After he heard his mother scream Daniel creeped to the doorway peering into the foyer.

Rubble was strewn everywhere. Broken cobblestone, glass shards, and wood splinters covered the entire entryway. They front door lay discarded across the sweeping staircase. Where the door used to be there was a gaping hole spanning the side of the mansion.

Daniel spotted his mom on the other side of the foyer. Maddie was lying on her stomach, not moving.

"Mommy!" Young Daniel was about to run to her when he heard his father's voice.

"No, Daniel."

The child looked up searching for the source of the voice. Hovering high off the ground was an extremely large, very strange, very scary man. He had on a weird white jumpsuit with a cape flowing down his back. Black horns arched out of his head and his skin was tinted blue-green. Daniel couldn't see his face.

The white man was holding Daniel's father at arms length by the throat.
"Daddy?"

"It's okay Daniel," Vlad stopped to take a gasp, "It'll be okay."
"Who are you talking to?" The white man looked down at the young boy and surprise fluttered across his face. He paused before saying, "I won't kill you, Vladimir, only because of your son. Every child needs his father." With that The White Man let go of Vlad ten feet off the ground.

"Daniel?"

"What's wrong with him?"

"I have no idea. Daniel, are you in there?"

Daniel opened his eyes and shook himself out of the reverie. He wasn't four years old experiencing why his father hated ghosts. He was fifteen, standing in the hallway of his mansion trying not to pee his pants with terror.

"Stay awake boy. I want you to witness your friends demise," Mors turned back to Phantom who was struggling to get out of his death grip; slowly turning blue in the face.

"Mors," Phantom panted, "Leave him…alone…he's not…part of this."

"It is not up to me whom I capture. Save your breath ghost boy, it may be your last."

Daniel watched Phantom aim one last halfhearted kick towards Mors' stomach before giving up. His head lolled to the side.

"Phantom!"

Mors ignored Daniel's cry. He threw Phantom's lifeless body to the ground. The movement seemed to cause some reaction in Phantom's unconscious mind. His dim, almost nonexistent, aura glowed brighter. It formed rings that sped up and down Phantom's body. Before Daniel's eyes Phantom's hair turned from white to black and his clothes changed to jeans and a T-shirt. Suddenly Daniel found himself staring at The Danny Kid.

"W-what?" Daniel stuttered.

Mors spun his staff around before aiming it at The Danny Kid's heart. "I will be well rewarded for this prize." Mors sounded pleased with himself. A ball of menacing, swirling, green energy formed around the crystal.

Without thinking Daniel jumped between the staff and The Danny Kid, "No!"

To this day Daniel has no idea what compelled him to do it. Daniel knew he was a coward and cowards should never forget where they stand. That just leads into an entire world of trouble. Plus, he had just met The Danny Kid. Why should he be saving him? Not like the kid had done anything for Daniel, right?

Wrong. A voice in the back of Daniel's head muttered and Daniel knew he should listen. But he didn't want to listen.

"Move child," Mors demanded.

"No," Daniel said even more firmly than before hoping his voice wasn't shaking as much as his knees. Somehow Daniel felt connected to The Danny Kid. In that moment Daniel decided that, no matter what, he was never again going to stand to the wayside while someone he cared about was harmed, especially if it was in front of him. "Wherever you take him, I'm going too!"

"Foolish human. Stand aside or face the wrath or the Ghost Zone's greatest bounty hunter."

"You've already killed him what more could you possibly want with a dead body?!"

Mors shoulders slumped, "He is not dead you imbecile. You obviously do not grasp the concept of bounty hunting. However, I am not afraid to kill you. Now stand aside!"

When Daniel didn't move Mors chuckled and said, "Very well." Mors lifted his staff for the third time and Daniel squeezed his eyes shut as the ball of green formed. He didn't want to watch the weapon of his destruction form.

But the blow never came. Instead Daniel heard a small ding-aling-aling followed by Mors cursing. Daniel opened his eyes in time to see Mors produce an old flip cell phone out of nothing and place it against his helmet.

"What," Mors demanded. He listened for a moment, "Uh-huh…No…Fine." The ghost slammed the flip phone shut and lowered his staff
"You live to see another day, human," He spat the last word like an insult, "Consider yourself lucky." With that Aetas Mors disappeared.

Once he was gone Daniel's knees gave out. Daniel slapped the ground his body shaking all over. What just happened? The longer Daniel sat there the more he somehow convinced himself the entire episode had been a very bad hallucination. In fact, after nine and a half minutes Daniel was ready to go back to bed. His adrenaline had long worn off and the tiny headache behind his eyes had returned along with a throbbing on his forehead.

Daniel stood and turned around. He would just head back to his room and get a nice 12-hour long sleep under his belt. Daniel began to walk forward when he glanced downward and had to stifle a scream. The Danny Kid was lying on the floor in front of him looking half-dead.

The events of the night came flooding back to Daniel. A ghost knight had attacked and almost killed him and The Danny Kid. The Danny Kid was actually Phantom. He had flown through walls. He had flown!

"Oh God," Daniel whipped wetness from his eyes. He hadn't even realized he'd been crying. When Daniel pulled his hand away he did a double take. Daniel's hand was colored red from blood. Daniel poked the dull pain on his forehead and winced at the spike of pain that ran through his head.

"Oh God," Feeling a panic attack coming on Daniel began to take deep breaths, "Keep it together, Masters. It can't be that bad, can it?" Daniel took a step back to inspect the gash in a dark window. A stranger stared back.

Daniel's face was red from the blood running down it and matting his hair. His jeans had ripped at the knee and he could feel a bruise or five forming on various parts of his body. Dust from the ceiling falling in had painted Daniel's entire body white. The gash on Daniel's forehead wasn't half the size he'd expected and was already starting to scab.

Daniel took a deep breath trying to calm his tired, fraying nerves. The Danny Kid/Phantom's earlier word came back to him. You have to accept this world you've been dragged into. Whether you like it or not!

Daniel tore his eyes away from his reflection and walked back to The Danny Kid. He gently nudged Danny/Phantom's foot. The kid muttered something and rolled his head but remained unconscious.

At least he's alive. "Well kid, you got your wish. I believe in ghosts. Now what?"

Danny

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A/N: This update is to fix some italics that I forgot when originally uploading. That's what I meant by formatting errors

So I deeply apologize for any formatting errors! My computer's old and it doesn't correspond well when I copy & paste the story into fanfiction. HUGE MOUNTAINS of thank yous to Guest and Universal808 for making me realize you can't have a DP fanfic without Sam and Tucker! Did you know they're only not in one of the original episodes? More thanks to all my reviewers! You guys are great and no matter how short the review is it motivates me. I know that this chapter isn't exactly up to Parr but I'll get on top of fixing it ASAP. Plus, I finally found a beta! So, expect better grammar in the future (hopefully :P). If anyone has free time on their hands and wants to beta for me PLEASE PM me. I'd really appreciate it.

I don't know when the next chapter will be up, we'll all have to see! I had these first three pictured in my head before I wrote them down so it made it easier to write them. I'll do the best I can!

One last thank you to every reader who took the time to decipher my bad grammar and awkward sentences to get here!

I love you all, please read & review! Untill next time, GeekyZelda