Board. So freaking BOARD.

I guess I should explain. My name's Danny, Danny Fenton and my ghost hunting parents Maddie and Jack Fenton are at my school today. What are they doing here you might ask? Well, our loving Mayor Vlad Masters recently passed a law, stating that all citizens over the age of thirteen are allowed to carry an ecto-gun. Since ecto-guns only fire ecto-plasmic energy, they're harmless to humans. Did I forget to mention that all of the ecto-guns are only allowed to be so powerful, as in they'll only be powerful enough to cause me damage, but not him? It really sucks to be half ghost sometimes.

Anyways, back onto the subject of why my parents are doing at my school. Well, since my parents are practically Nazis when it comes to ghost, they immediately volunteered to supply everyone with weapons. Everyone would get a mandatory wrist-ray and more powerful weapons like the one's Sam and Tucker used to help me fight ghost would be on sale like common children's toys. My parents were at my school to demonstrate how to use the weapons as well as clean them, the proper firing stance, and a bunch of other stuff that's not worth mentioning. Also Vlad's sitting right next to me which has my already frantic nerves on edge.

Me, Jazz, Sam, and Tucker are sitting backstage with my mayor Vlad on his request. I think the fruit loop just likes to torture me because he has nothing better to do with his time.

"And this is the upgraded portable Fenton peeler." Dad said, holding a large gun with a cone like barrel. "Unlike the original peeler that only peeled away ghost's discusses, this Fenton peeler can force a ghost into it's purest form." Ok, that caught my attention. I leaned forward in my seat to try and be able to hear what they were saying better.

"Most ghosts' you see aren't in their purest forms." Mom was speaking now. "That's because most ghost don't even know about their pure forms and probably never will for their entire afterlives, but most ghost who do, never go into their purest forms, because that is when they are venerable to complete destruction."

I looked out of the corner of my eye and saw him smirking smugly.

"You know about the pure forms don't you?" I whispered.

"Of course I do Daniel. Unlike your father, I am a competent ghostly scientist." He replied with that tone of arrogant superiority. I gripped the edges of my seat tightly. "I discovered my pure ghost form a year after I got my powers by accident. While I was exploring the ghost zone many years ago, I had a nasty run in with what I was sure to be a mix between a Rottweiler and a Chimera. I countered one of its plasma-ray's with one of my own, creating an energy fluctuation that I somehow absorbed. The resulting energy transformed my ghost half into what it looks like today." Vlad let out a sigh. "Sadly however, once a ghost's true form is brought out, it cannot revert back to any other form. The only reason I can appear in human form is because I am a halfa."

"Let me guess, a ghost is strongest in its purest form, right?"

"Very good Daniel, when I discovered my pure ghost form my power increased to over thirty times what it was before. It seems you have inherited more from your mother that just her fine metabolism." Vlad said, casting a glance at my mom. Insert barfing noise here.

"Vlad, can you please not? In case you haven't realized it yet, it disturbs me on so many levels when you talk about my mother like that. How would you like it if I started making comments like that about your mother?" Vlad blinked in shock at me, then looked away and cleared his thought.

He opened his mouth to say something else, but at that moment my dad called over from the stage. I pushed myself up and walked onto the stage. "Regardless of the highly dangerous chemicals used inside of the gun, it's harmless to humans." Dad looked over at me and jerked his head to the side, gesturing me to come get the weapon. I started to walk over to where he was standing, but before I took three steps, dad suddenly turned and pointed the gun at me. "Watch," He said and before I could move or do anything, he fired.

I couldn't hear anything other than my screams of pain. The moment the energy touched me, Danny Fenton was ripped away, leaving me in my Danny Phantom form. Only two seconds later, cracks started forming, ripping me away, until my vision darkened and my mind went numb from the pain. I felt the last of my ghost from rip away and collapsed forwards onto my hands and knees. Someone screamed my name, Sam I think, but I was in too much pain to open my eyes and be sure. A boot suddenly connected with my head and flipped me onto my back, I groaned in absolute pain, oh god so much pain.

"Where's my son Phantom? What have you done with him?" someone, I think it was my dad, roared furiously. I couldn't really tell if it was him or not. My head was swirling so badly it felt like my brain was being pushed into the back of my head.

"Where's my baby boy you filthy peace of ecto-plasm?" It was mom screaming this time, I think and she sounded on the verge of a panic attack.

I finally found the strength to open my eyes. Everything was fuzzy for a second, but soon my eyes adjusted and I was able to make out the shapes of my parents standing over me with very big guns pointed at my chest. Dad had a look of absolute rage on his face while mom looked equally angry, but had tears leaking down onto her cheeks.

"Danny," Sam ran over to me, but stayed a few feet back. Ok, now that was REALLY weird, normally Sam was next to me in a flash when I was hurt, checking me over for injuries, whispering that it would be ok.

"Sam," I moaned, but my voice sounded weird. It was deeper, more echoy, and scarier.

Sam hesitantly bent down beside me. I reached out for her and my parents immediately pulled Sam back and shoved their guns in my face, but that wasn't what I was focusing on. I was focusing on the fact that my glove was black and my sleeve was white. I brought my other arm in front of my face and sure enough, a black glove and white sleeve. I tilted my head forward and saw that the sides of my jump-suite were white now with only a strip of black over my albs that widened into a curve as it went up my torso, onto my shoulders, and probably down my back. Another thing, I was laying down on a cape. I could only see the black inside, but I didn't have to see the outside to know it was white.

This couldn't be happening. With a shaky breath, I reached up and touched my hair or rather fire. With a hiss of pain, I pulled my hand back and cradled it against my chest. With my other hand, I opened my mouth and felt where my Canines should have been, but instead I felt long sharp fangs and a long forked tongue as well. No, please don't let my true for look like him. Snatching the gun out of my mom's hand and looking at the reflection in the shiny metal that confirmed my fears. Pale bluish-green skin, white flames for hair, and blood red eyes.

"No," It came out quieter than a whisper. "No, No, NO!" I roared at the top of my lungs, leaping to my feet and threw the gun as hard as I could against a nearby wall, making it shatter on impact. "Look what you've done to me." Tears stung at my eyes as I turned around and glowed at my parents. My parents jumped back and grabbed weapons off a table, firing without a second thought.

I threw my arms up in front of my face to help shield myself from the burning pain that was about to come, but it never did. All that I felt was the blast making contact with my chest and pushing me back softly into the wall. I blinked in surprise and looked down at the point where they had shot me. There was nothing there except for a splotch of dust that I whipped away with a brush of my fingers.

"I'll ask you one last time Phantom, Where. Is. My. SON!" I looked up at him and through my tears saw red. He fired another shot at me and this time I smacked it away with the back of my hand. Mom and dad's faces paled, they were scared. I bared my fangs and growled, they backed up out of fear as I stepped towards them.

How could they do this to me? Even when they saw me become phantom, they still wanted to shoot at me.

"Danny don't." Sam stepped in front of me, spreading her arms out wide to block my path. "It's not their fault Danny; they didn't mean to hurt you, so there's no reason to hurt them."

I stared at her in disbelief. "Are you not seeing me right now?" I didn't mean to shout, but I was a little upset at the fact that I was currently the spinning image of Dan Phantom. "It's completely their fault Sam, because they were to god damn blinded by their prejudges theories to realize that their own son was half ghost, I am stuck like this, FOREVER." Sam shrank back. I took a few deep breaths and shaky before continuing, in a calmer tone this time. "So why shouldn't I hurt them Sam?" I held up my right fist and let it glow brightly with spectral energy.

"Now, now little badger, let's not do anything hasty, shall we?" Vlad said, finally coming forward and leaning closely. "Listen Daniel, do anything you want to your father, but your mother is under my protection and if you try to hurt her, my response will be a violent." He said, his eyes turning red for half a second.

"And Just how are you going to do that, Masters?" I put emphasis on the last word to remind him that he was in his human form.

"I am still far more powerful than you are Daniel and I can still defeat you." His voice was quiet enough so that only me and Sam could hear him, but still have that 'do as I say or die' edge in it. I turned to face him squarely.

"Care to prove that?" I was positive I could take Vlad in my current state. Thanks to my little trip to the future, I knew I was stronger than Vlad. "Face it Vlad, I was catching up to your power level when I was in my normal ghost form and now that I'm in my pure form, you don't stand a chance." Vlad growled at me in a way only ghosts can.

I know I should've been scared, that I shouldn't be doing something as stupid at taking on Vlad, but I didn't care anymore. I was tired of constantly taking crap from everybody and getting nothing in return except for cuts, burns, bruises, broken bones, and now I'm the spinning image of my evil future self. Everyone has to draw the line somewhere and I chose here.

"Try it." He said and with how I felt, that was all the provoking I needed.

I grabbed him by the front of his suit and spun around, throwing him into a wall. His head made a loud cracking sound as it made contact with the wall; he dropped behind a pile of boxes, probably dazed. Another blast from my parents' blaster made contact with my side and dissipated harmlessly. I turned around and felt another blast hit me, this time it was square on the face.

"Still willing to shoot at me, even though you know I'm your son?" My parents glanced at each other and that was all the opening I needed. In a blur, I shot forward and grabbed both of their necks. They dropped their weapons and tried to free themselves from my grasp. They struggled for each breath, until a pink ecto-blast hit me in the side of the head and forced me to let go.

I hissed out in anger more than pain, turning around to see Vlad in his ghost form with his hands still smoking pink vapour. For a few seconds nothing happened. Vlad and I just stared each other down. I grinned darkly and it was on. Vlad charged at me and fired a bolt of energy. I blocked it with an ecto-mirror and the attack bounced back towards Vlad. He dodged the bolt, but in doing so he didn't have time to see me as I flew forward and slammed my fist into his jaw. Vlad slammed into the wall again, but this time I sent a volley of Plasma-rays and ecto-spheres at him making him disappear in a cloud of smoke.

The smoke settled for a few seconds before Vlad came charging out and blasted my with a powerful shot to the stomach. The surprise shot knocked the wind out and pushed me back, but I recovered in a second and countered with an ice beam. Vlad made a giant shield of energy, fortunately now that I was at my strongest, my attack was strong enough to completely encase his shield so he couldn't retract the energy. I was starting to come down off of my furry high and think more clearly. The shield didn't even slow Vlad down as he fired another plasma-ray through the shield and straight at me. I dodged it, by using a power I had once see Dan use, by turning my body into a vapour and letting the blast sail right through my body.

I changed back and saw Vlad was getting really angry. "Enough games," Vlad roared. "Let's finish this." He said and split himself into six.

"I agree," I said and started to charge my ghostly wail, letting the power build up this time before I released it. Vlad and his duplicates charged at me and I unleashed my wail. Man I thought it was powerful before, it punched through four brick walls and Vlad was blown so far back to the point where I couldn't even see him anymore. I ended the wail, surprised that not only was I still in ghost form, but even after the massive amount of power I just used, I only felt a little tired.

Everyone stared at me, waiting to see what I'd do next. Truthfully I didn't know what to do. Sam and Tucker were staring at me, afraid. Mom and dad kept looking at me, then to the holes in the wall that my ghostly wail had made, and then back to me again. But that was it, all of my anger was gone, and there was nothing left to distract me from the crushing reality. I was Dan, the monster that would kill millions of innocent people, destroy families and enjoy it. I couldn't help it anymore; my knees gave out from under me as I started to cry. It wasn't really crying, just a few dry sobs coming from my chest as tears ran down my cheeks. I barely noticed two black rings form around me and change me from Dan to Danny.

Everyone continued to stare at me, waiting to see what I was going to do next. I didn't know what to do; I was scared, frustrated, angry, and sad. So I did what my instincts told me. Run. I brought up the black rings around my body as I pushed myself up and headed for the hole in walls. The black rings finished changing me into Dan and dissipated, before I jumped through the wall and took off. It felt like hours, but really it was only five or ten minutes, before my strength left me, and I landed softly on the ground.

I slumped down against a tree and cried. Where could I go now? Mom and dad would never accept me for being a half ghost, Tucker and Sam's parents probably won't let me go anywhere near their children after that little outburst on stage. Hours ticked by and the sun got lower and lower. Soon it would be night time and I could go back into town, grab a few things, say goodbye to my friends and Jazz, and then slip into the ghost-zone, then go to the far frozen for help. Ok, I'll admit that it's not the greatest plan on earth, but a bad plan is better than no plan.

The sun set and I waited an extra hour before taking off into the sky. I gotta say, one upside to this whole situation is that my powers have gotten a lot stronger than they used to be. I must have been going over a hundred and eighty miles an hour and I wasn't even close to breaking a sweat. Amity Park came into sight. I let off the speed and turned invisible, that way no one would see me.

My first stop was at Sam's house, I knocked quietly on the window and waited, but Sam didn't come. I turned intangible and floated through, keeping a hand over my eyes so I wouldn't have a repeat of the last time I entered on my own accord. Though I have to say, seeing Sam in nothing but a bra and panties will always be my favourite memory.

"Sam, are you in here?" I said, slowly taking my hand off of my face to look around. The bedroom was completely empty. I checked the whole house and couldn't find any traces of my Goth crush. "Ok, calm down Fenton, she's probably just over at Tucker's or something." I fazed through the ceiling and took off full speed to Tucker's house, which literally only took twenty seconds. I didn't bother knocking this time and fazed right in, only to find that the house was completely empty. "What the hell is going on?" fear was beginning to grip at my gut, making my normally slow beating heart thump loudly in my chest. There was only one other place they could be, Fenton works. I took off fast, heading towards the all too familiar building.

When I arrived, I fazed into my room. I wonder if I can even call it my room anymore, I'm probably never going to get to use it again. I quickly changed back to human and turned invisible, using my power to float an inch off the ground.

"I-I just don't understand it. How could Danny be half ghost? It's physically impossible for something to be dead and alive at the same time." Mom's frustrated voice came from downstairs. I floated out of my room to see what was going on.

Mom, Dad, Jazz, Sam, Tucker, Sam's parents, and Tucker's parents were all gathered around in the living room. Jazz, Sam and Tucker were sitting on one side of the table with the adults on the other side. Mom was in tears with dad's arms wrapped around her for comfort, dad's face was so pale I could've mistaken him for a ghost. The other parents were shocked speechless.

"So, Danny was phantom all this time? Even on stage when we shot at him?" Dad asked. Sam and Tucker nodded. "Oh god Maddie what have we done?" Dad tightened his grip on mom and she started crying harder.

It hurt to see them crying because of me. I had attacked them just because I was angry. What I was about to do next would either fix things or make them a whole lot worse. I took in a breath and prayed, to whatever god that would listen to a freak like me, for the ladder. "It's not your fault; you didn't know it was me." Everyone in the room looked up. They looked everywhere, but couldn't see me. Well except for Sam who was looking straight into my eyes. I tried to move to the side, then back, but her eyes fallowed me ever where I went. "I find it very disturbing how you can always make eye contact with me, even when I'm invisible, floating and moving around." Sam smiled.

"I'm glad you decided to come back Danny. We were really worried about you." Everyone's eyes fallowed to where Sam's until they fell on me or at least where I should be.

"Danny, are you really here?" Mom asked, getting up from her spot on the couch and walking in my direction.

I was so nervous, something in the far back of my mind told me to fly, fly and get as far away from here as ghostly possible, but I pushed it back and put a brave face on. Slowly, my invisibility flickered and I became visible again. Mom gasped softly and I waited, waited for the screaming, the insults, the gun shots to go off as my parents attacked me, but they never did.

"Oh Danny," My mother cried and wrapped her arms around me. "Oh my poor baby boy, how I could I let this happen to you?" Dad also jumped up from his spot on the couch and joined the hug.

"Son, can you ever forgive us for what we've done?" I looked at dad and saw tears threatening to fall.

"Of course I can, like I said; you didn't know it was me."

"But we should have known." Mom said, breaking away from the hug. "We're your parents; we're supposed to be able to figure these kinds of things out when it comes to you and Jazz."

"Its fine mom, it's all over and done with now." I said, waving my hand.

"Good," They both said in unison.

"But we still have a few questions we want answered." Mom said.

"Now Maddie, Danny can answer those questions for us later." Dad said, then turned to me. "Son, is there anything we can do to help make this up to you?" I smiled and thought about all the things I could get out of this, new video games, movies, possibly a T.V in my room, and then something came to me and I knew exactly what I wanted.

"Uh, mom, dad, you guys have a lot of money right?"

"Yes Danny, and we'll have even more as soon as the ecto-weapons go on for sale." Mom stopped dead when she realized what she said.

"It's fine, those can't hurt me now, so, um..." I was so nervous. This was asking a lot out of them, even though they promised me anything. "How... how would you and dad feel about having a third child?"

Three days later.

Well, it was finally time to go back to school. Sam's parents had almost brought back the restraining on me, until I shot them a red eyed glare coupled together with my new fangs and forked tongue. We managed to track Dani down to a couple towns over. She didn't recognize me at first, not surprising given my new from and delivered a, stronger than you think a twelve year old half ghost girl could deliver, right punch to my face. I convinced her I was me by transforming back into my human form. I explained my offer and she took it without hesitation and I ended up carrying her all the way home.

But now it was the dreaded day I had to go back to school. Hopefully everyone thought it was some kind of trick, or that Phantom was just pretending to be me. Fools hope I know, but a guy can dream, can't he?

I stepped into the school nervously. Sam and Tucker were close by my side as every pair of eyes in the room swivelled in my direction. The whispering wasn't helping me at all. "Guys, maybe this wasn't such a good idea." I whispered.

"Danny relax, if anything goes wrong you can just go ghost and fly out of here." Sam whispered reassuringly, also making sure to be quiet so no one heard the 'going ghost' part.

"I don't like that option. I still haven't gotten used to my new appearance." I shuttered, remembering what I looked like now.

We were doing pretty good so far. I managed to get though my first and second periods without any trouble. But then came lunch. "Hey Fenton," Dash said arrogantly, walking up to my table and did his best to look intimidating. That would have worked, had I not already faced things ten times his size. "I got an F on my history test, so I'm going to take it out on your face."

I looked at him in disbelief. "You're kidding, right? Dash, did you not see what happened on stage last week?" Dash scoffed.

"No way that could've been real, I'm not the smartest guy ever, but I know it's impossible for something to be dead and alive at the same time. Now prepare to get beaten."

He grabbed me by the front of my shirt and lifted me off the ground. Oh well, can't say I didn't warn him. I reached inside of myself for the familiar cold sensation that always rested in the pit of my stomach and brought it out. The black ring formed around my waist and split apart to reveal my ghost form. Everyone in the room gasped in shock as I easily wrenched Dash's hand off my shirt and floated the both of us high off the ground.

"Think it's a trick now Dash? Or do I have to drop you to get my point across?" Is it wrong to say I was enjoying this? Because I was really enjoying this, like really, REALLY enjoying this.

"No, please don't hurt me." Dash sobbed like a little girl.

I floated us both back down and threw him on a table. "Good, now get lost," I barked harshly. Dash ran faster than I ever saw him run, out the exit. I turned back to human and sat back down at my table. "Well, that's one less thing I'll have to worry about from now on."

Last period of the day thirty minutes left till the bell, you would think that nothing could possibly happen right? Wrong. Just as Mr. Lancer told us our homework for the night, a girl's ear splitting scream came from the hall, and it was getting louder. Suddenly Dani burst through my classroom door and jumped straight into my lap.

"Dani, what's wrong." I was in immediate panic mode. I may have only met Danielle a couple of times in my life, but I'll be damned the day I let anyone hurt my little sister.

"Its mom and dad, they..." Danielle trailed off as mom and dad appeared in the doorway. "No, don't let them get me Danny." She said and fisted my shirt with her small hands.

"What's going on here?" I said, wrapping my arms protectively around Dani and shooting my parents a glare.

"I'd like to know that as well." Mr. Lancer said as he stood up from his desk. "First off, who is this girl Mr. Fenton?"

I sighed. "Mr. Lancer this is my little sister Danielle, Danielle this is my Teacher Mr. Lancer. Now what's this all about?" I said, turning my focus back to my parents.

"We were just taking her to get a simple flu shot, that's it." Mom said. I swear to god I felt my eye twitch.

"Don't make me go Danny." Danielle whimpered softly.

"Dani it'll be fine, it's a painless shot you have to get so you won't get sick."

"No." She shouted. "I don't want to go." She whined. All the girls in the room (even Sam) awed.

I groaned and banged my fist against my head. I so did not need this right now. "What if I go with you? Will that help at all?"

"Well, maybe a little."

"Alright, Mr. Lancer may I go?" Mr. Lancer nodded and I scooped Danielle into my arms as I stood up.

"I love you Danny." Danielle said in a cutesy fashion, making everyone aw again.

"Ya ya," was all I said as I carried her out the door.

Mom signed me out at the attendance office and we pilled in the R.V. Dani sat in my lap the whole way. She was really... clingy I guess would be the best word to describe it, towards me. She always liked to be around me, she was either sitting in my lap or right next to me whenever she could be, she's found an excuse to sleep in my bed with me for the past three nights that she's been here, twice it was a nightmare about Vlad and the other time we just fell asleep on the bed while watching a movie. Not that I minded at all. I promised to protect Dani always and having her close by all the time just made me feel calmer on the inside. Anyways, after Danielle got her shots, I ended up carrying her back into our room. She was bunking with me until we finished redecorating the guest bedroom. I set her down on her bed, and then flopped down on my own.

Just when everything seemed peaceful, a blue wisp of air came from both mine and Dani's mouths. "I'll get it; you just rest and let the shot settle for a few more minutes." Dani murmured her thanks and I brought up the black rings. When the transformation was done, I grabbed the thermoses off my night stand and flew out through the window.

Yep, life goes on.