Last Thing I Remembered

By: Wilona Riva

Disclaimer: Butch Hartman does; I don't.

Part of the "Spirit Sparklers" collection.

Proud to Burst

"Hey, kid, you alright?" something hard poked me in the side, as a gruff voice spoke somewhere over my head. I groaned. Last thing I remembered was stepping into my parents' portal.

"Looks like he's awake, Bullet," I heard someone else say.

I groaned and opened my eyes and promptly shut them. I was surrounded by ghost cops and a pirate.

It was the pirate who chuckled. "A new arrival, I see. What is your name, kid?"

"Danny," I answered, opening my eyes again and giving myself the once-over. " Oh, my gosh, I'm a ghost. My parents are going to kill me!"

That brought more peals of laughter from the police ghosts. "Funny guy, Bullet, where'd you get him?"

The pirate's face grew grim.

I gulped. "Please..."

Bullet crouched down and lifted my chin. "Your life as you know it is over, kid. For violating the laws of the Ghost Zone, I'll be turning you over to the Warden. He'll go easy on you, seeing as you're a newbie."

I looked through the open portal, seeing Sam and Tucker peering inside, through the green swirling haze. "And if I don't want to?"

Bullet shook his head. "That, kid, is against the rules. Walker doesn't play around."

Reality was beginning to settle in, as I heard myself say, "Okay. Think he'll give me a job?"

Bullet smiled. "I'll train you myself. I'm one of the best bounty hunters in the Zone."