Heya! I'm back with a new chapter here. It is in first person POV, and sorry if you dislike that. Most likely each chapter will change POVs because some things are easier to explain in different views. This particular chapter was easier for me to get across in first person.

Also, sorry if there's typos. It's like 12 in the morning and I wanted to get this up, since if I didn't do so now, I wouldn't be able to until about a week from now. Anyway enough of my babbling, you have reading to do! :P

Spiderman, aka me, Peter Parker, walked down a corridor of the S.H.I.E.L.D. helicarrier in full superhero garb. I was headed towards the meeting room. Coulson had informed me and my team that there was a mandatory meeting to take place today to discuss some changes to the program.

"Nice of you to join us, hero," Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D. greeted as I entered the room. Making my way to my seat, I realized that I was the last of the group to get there. I cringed slightly under my mask as I took my seat. I had actually tried to be on time today, too.

Before I could even think up anything snide to say back to Fury, the director proceeded to start the meeting. "I've called you all here today to introduce you to the new heads of the Spectral Sciences Department, Jack and Madelyn Fenton." He gestured behind him as said couple appeared from a second set of doors located in the back of the room.

Jack Fenton, a man of great size in both height and width, who wore a white lab coat over a bright orange jumpsuit with black accessories, stepped toward the front of the meeting area, a black-gloved hand scratching his dark but graying hair.

His wife, Madelyn, followed him, taking the lead once he had stopped. She also wore a white lab coat over a jumpsuit, but hers was teal with black. She brushed her red-orange hair out of her violet eyes as she began to speak. "Hello, I'm Doctor Madelyn Fenton. It's an honor to meet all of you in person. In the short amount of time that we've been in New York, my husband and I have seen what wonderful work you do to keep the peace in this bustling city," she opened and gave them a warm smile. "Though, as a mother, I can't say that I agree to such young kids risking their lives on a daily basis to keep the public safe, but it is not my place to stop you from doing so. We understand that New York has recently become a hot spot for ghosts, and that you are lacking in knowledge on how to deal with such entities."

"That's where we come in," Jack boomed, stepping beside his wife, a giant goofy grin plastered to his face. "We're here to teach you all you need to know about ghosts!"

I know what you're thinking. Ghosts? Really? Yeah, I was thinking the same thing too just a few weeks ago. But instead of having to explain it, lets just roll a flashback.

A watch beeped on my wrist. "Yo, webs! You gotta get over here quick."

"Aw, miss me already, Nova? I'm touched," I retort, turning away from the science homework I was working on.

"You wish, geek brain. Just get to our coordinates. And step on it!" And just like that, he was gone from my watch's screen.

"What's crawled up in his bucket?" I wonder to myself as I quickly change into my Spidey costume and slip out the window, punching in the coordinates as I do so.

As soon as I get to the scene, I stop dead in my tracks, mind reeling. Up in the air there's what looks like a mechanical suit with green flaming hair battling the rest of my team.

Now, normally my team can hold there own, thanks to my awesome training techniques, but all of their attacks seem to be going directly through this guy. Never seen that happen before.

This mechanical thing started laughing maniacally. "Foolish humans, your physical attacks cannot hurt me, Skulker, Ghost Zone's greatest hunter!" His voice seemed to have an echo to it, almost like it was reverberating off of metal walls.

"Ah, there it is," I say as I swing up to join the team. "The typical villain- wait did he say ghost zone?" I ponder what the heck that even means as I look around to my teammates, but everyone seems just about as lost as I am on the matter.

Taking the opportunity of our momentary distraction, the metal dude, Skulker rather, shot just about twenty rockets from his suit at once. Before we could do anything to stop them, this weird glowing green barrier appeared around of us, causing the rockets to crash into it instead of us.

"Jeez, Skulker. Twenty rockets for only five targets? Overdramatic much?" a new voice, which held that same echoey quality to it, chimed in. There were now two floating figures overhead. The metal dude and what looked like a teenager with a black and white jumpsuit, stark white hair, and eyes that were such a bright shade of green that they seemed to glow.

"Call me what you wish, your pelt will still adorn my wall!" Skulker seemed to completely forget about us as he turned a weapon-ready arm to the new guy.

"First of all, ew," the teen replied, looking disgusted. "And second, don't you know by now that you're outmatched against me?" He held up his right hand as it started to glow a bright green. Energy of the same color flew from his palm in a well-aimed shot that took out Skulker's weaponized suit arm.

My mind quickly went through the possibilities of the situation, and landed on the most logical one: these guys had to be mutants. I mean, what else could have that kind of power? To fly, pass through things, and shoot some sort of energy beams? I mean, Nova could do two of the things listed above, but these guys didn't have Nova Helmets.

I was brought back to the situation as the white-haired guy smashed into the building behind him, causing some of the wall to crumble beneath the impact force. That had to've hurt…

"I am the Ghost Zone's greatest hunter. And you underestimate me, whelp. Do you not think that I've had some upgrades since our last battle?" As he said this, an electrified mace on a chain dropped from the hand that was undamaged. The kid still looked dazed from his abrupt meeting with the brick wall.

I took this opportunity to rejoin the fight. "Hey, metal face!" I say as I swing towards Skulker. "Did you already forget about your other playmates?" As the sentence finished, I was able to kick the suit hard enough to land back where my crew was on the rooftop.

Before he had the chance to gain his bearings, Power Man was on him. "Yeah, we want to get some playtime in too," he quipped as his fist slammed into the chest plate of the armor, frying it.

Skulker wasn't too happy about that. He yelled in frustration and tried to get up. But before he could, White Tiger was there with another blow to the already damaged chest plate.

"No! You cannot defeat me," the metal armor yelled out. "You are mere humans and I, I am Skulker-"

"'The Ghost Zone's greatest hunter' blah, blah, blah. Do as all a favor and get a new catch phrase," the other kid said, seeming to appear out of nowhere next to the defeated foe. He then whipped out a thermos and uncapped it, pointing it at Skulker.

"Uh, what're you gonna do with that, spill soup on him?" Nova asked, voicing close to my own thoughts.

The kid didn't reply though, just pressed a button on the side of the thermos, causing a bright blue-white light to erupt from the end, enveloping the entire metal suit and sucking it inside. That was weird. And I've seen my fair share of weird things.

"Um, thanks for the help with Skulker," came the echoey voice of this strange newcomer as he awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck with a gloved hand. He then turned around and took to the sky.

"Hey, wait! Who and what are you?" I blurt out before he can get too far. Kinda rude, I know. But, hey, the kid was about to fly off before we had any answers.

He stopped short in midair and turned to us, an almost calculating look in his eyes. "The name's Phantom. And I'm a ghost," he replied with the most serious expression on his face. "And if other ghosts like Skulker decide to start showing up around here..." he vanished from sight after these words. We all looked around to try to find him as his disembodied voice continued, "… You'll be seeing a lot more of me."

Silence reigned for the next few moments, the group anticipating more dialogue from Phantom. Then the everything erupted into chaos.

So, yeah. Ghosts. We had indeed met a few more of these 'ghosts' in the past couple of weeks. And each time Phantom had shown himself, fought off the opponent, sucked them into that weird thermos thing, and then vanished fast enough to avoid any questions that we had for him.

Now, I'm not completely sold on the whole ghost theory here. I mean, ghosts have never been proven to be a real thing. There's no science behind them. And you know me, the science nerd, I would know.

But apparently, I wouldn't, since this husband and wife team standing before me are supposed 'ghost experts' and can explain all of the sciences behind spectral beings.

Even though I was still a bit skeptical about the whole scenario, I knew that whether these 'ghosts' were the real deal or not, they were causing major destruction throughout the city and we had nothing to stop them since none of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s tech worked against them.

So I sat here quietly as the Fentons started their lecture, absorbing as much info as I could and storing questions away for the end.

I couldn't have possibly guessed just how much the introductory of ghosts was going to impact my life here in New York City.

And there you have it. The end of chapter 2. Man, I hate writing fight scenes, so sorry if it was poor quality in that aspect. Also it was my first time ever writing the Ultimate Spiderman characters, so I was a little self conscious to do so in first person, though as I said before, I felt it needed to be done. Agh, I'm rambling again. ANYWAY please review, constructive criticism more than welcome. I do need it from time to time. :)

Till next time,

~PhantomPhever