A/N: Hey guys, so yeah… I know I said I'd have all this stuff started last week but… yeah, my brain was all like "I hate everyone, I hurt, I just wanna curl up in a ball and sleep and I want chocolate!"… yup. So that's how that went, but now I'm typing on a good night's sleep, and a schedule chalk full in front of me, not that I mind too much, I'll brew some coffee, maybe experiment and add some hot chocolate mix and work away. I'm gonna see if I can be done in time to go see my friend's concert tonight. Maybe. I have a lot to do between this and homework and cleaning the room… *sighs* sorry to those of you who are unaccustomed to my longwinded A/Ns… I'll shut up and start this now…

Disclaimer: I don't own halfbreeds of any kind, whether they be half demon or half ghost.

Ghosts and Ghouls

"Seriously Vlad? Just give it a rest already!" The teen shouted from midair, dodging the pink beam of energy shot his way just after this remark.

"You should know by now that that will never happen Daniel." The taller ghost said, straightening his shirt and brushing the dirt from his arms.

"Oh? And who's the one kicking your ass right now?" the teen asked, folding his arms and leaning back slightly as though he were lounging on a wall, despite there being nothing, nothing at all to support him.

"As much as I love our chats Daniel, I really have other business to attend to." With that the other ghost turned and began to walk away.

"Vlad! You can't just run away! I chased those goons back here to your creepy cabin in the, you're up to something! And I intend to beat the answer out of you!"

"You'll just have to wait and see now won't you?" Vlad answered rather cryptically, turning intangible the second before a green blast of light would've hit him. "Ta-ta." He said before diving into the ground and out of sight.

Danny groaned in defeat, sinking down to the ground for a moment to catch his breath. Despite how fast he was learning and growing in power, he still couldn't go toe to toe with Vlad that easily, it took a lot of energy and the poor kid was already drained from trying to keep up with all the facets of his life. After a couple minutes the ghostly teen heaved a sigh and launched himself skyward and began the rather long flight home.

-Fun and Games-

"Danny!" the teen's friends called when he landed back in the outskirts of town where he'd left the duo. Danny took a look around, it was habit now, even if he had no plans of changing, he'd been attacked at random too many times now to shake the paranoia of being watched all the time. To his relief the coast was clear, even to his heightened senses and he let the white rings of light wash over him, turning his body from ghost to human in a matter of seconds. His entire being changed, with just that simple tug at his core, now he was alive, with a beating heart and the slew of absolutely demanding emotions that always came with being human.

"Hey guys," he said, leaning back against a tree, trying to hide his injuries and exhaustion. Sadly this fooled neither of his friends as Sam sighed and patted his hair before snaking her arm under his shoulder, Tucker just shook his head lightly and did the same on the other side, giving their support to their half human friend.

"Hey!" Danny protested, "I'm not hurt!"

"What kind of friends do you take us for?" Tucker asked "You just went up against Vlad. You always get hurt."

"I do no…" the teen was cut off by his gothic friend lightly nudging him with her combat boot, she knew better than to kick the hero when he was hurt but that didn't stop her from reminding him what awaited when he was better.

"Let's get you home." She said with a grin, Danny sighed but accepted the help of his companions as they limped back into town and toward the Fenton's house.

-Fun and Games-

"Dante!" the white haired teen shouted, marching down the stairs angrily. "You can't just tell Lady that I'm going to take this job without asking me!" The half devil looked up from the magazine he was lazily flipping through. Despite the kid's anger, he already had his bags mostly packed and was bringing them down the stairs.

"Why not kid? I thought you needed the money to help get your pretty little songstress and yourself set up over here in the real world." Dante grinned, knowing that this would rile the younger up, and that it did. Nero's demonic arm flashed dangerously and his anger spiked and for half a second he considered blasting the old man's brains out, if only to see the man grouch about it.

"It's not that. I seriously have to go undercover?"

"Yes. Lady said that you're the only one of us here capable of that job, unless you think Patty's skills have gained enough ground to take it." Nero snorted and rolled his eyes.

"Besides, you're supposed to be an exchange student and you're the only one who has an accent." The teen paused, had the old man really noticed that?

"What?" the half devil grinned "You really thought that I wouldn't notice? I mean I know that you Fortunians are super tight lipped about it but come on, when you're drunk you can't really help it, it's pretty cute." There was that mischievous light in the slayer's eyes and Nero felt his brow twitch.

"Y'know what?" he said "I think I'll like the vacation away from your obnoxious ass." With that he stomped out the door and set his bags there where Lady was waiting with a car.

"Can you shoot him for me please?" he demanded as he slammed the luggage into the back end.

"Why don't you do it yourself?" the huntress asked with a raised brow, as entertaining as it was to see Nero all riled up, she really didn't want to deal with a grouchy teenager for the entirely too long car ride.

"Because I won't stop with just a bullet in the brain." He growled, his Devil Bringer flashing as he stomped back inside to collect his remaining luggage. Lady sighed but waited patiently for the younger slayer to stomp angrily back outside and slam the trunk closed. He slid into the passenger seat and slammed the door. Before the huntress could even ask him what the half devil had done this time the teen had put his headphones on and cranked his music up, drowning out the world and all his problems with it.

They were a good hour into the drive when Nero finally sighed and turned down his jam session, pushing one headphone off his ear so that he could talk to Lady.

"Finally calmed down?" she asked with a grin, she knew just how much the two devils were at each other's throats but she also knew that Dante honestly cared for the kid, just like he did for everyone connected with Devil May Cry and that Nero, despite how often he tried to go after the half devil, liked spending time at the shop.

"Yeah, now, you wanna actually fill me in on what I'm going to be doing here?" he asked

"Sure, we're headed to a place called Amity Park."

A/N: Long chapter for me :) yay! Well only like three hundred words longer but whatever, I can tell you already, I'm going to love doing this :3 And for those coming more from the DP camp, I will be taking a slightly more serious tone than the show, because it is a kids' show but it can become awfully serious if you want it to, that's a little more of where I'm headed 'cause Devil May Cry isn't very kid friendly :p As for Nero having an accent, well, Fortuna doesn't exactly seem like it's right around the corner, plus it's rather secretive and cult-like, so them speaking a different language when amongst themselves doesn't seem like that much of a stretch. So I hope you guys liked the start of this, I know for sure that I'm going to like typing it and as always.

Till next time,

-Winged Element