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Remember that I own nothing. None of these Characters are originally and even the ones I thought I made myself turn out to be strangely real. Such as the fact that there really was a Lieutenant in Squad 4 with the family name Yamada during the time of Urahara's Captain Period.

(Danny)

My name is Danny Fenton and I have a secret that most people wouldn't even imagine. You see I am a ghost. I know sounds crazy right? Let me back up a little bit.

It all began the summer before I started high school. My goofy parents were unveiling another one of their hair brained inventions. This one was the even crazier than all the others. It was suppose to be a gate way into a place my parents called the 'Ghost Zone'. I didn't care too much about it. All their inventions were cool looking and everything but there was no proof that any of them even worked. They were all suppose to help hunt or fight ghosts but since my parents had never even seen a ghost no one knew if it worked.

So me and my friends sat in and watch the grand unveiling of the 'Fenton Ghost Portal' in the family basement. My dad plugged it in and not all that surprisingly nothing happened. My sister just scoffed at the attempt and just walked back upstairs to her room. She had always hated our parents' work. The crazy ghost hunters had made our family the butt of the joke of pretty much ever respectable person in the town.

That is probably why the only people I could ever hang out with were Sam and Tucker. Sam was gothic and like the talk about ghost, even if the talk about cutting them up was a little dark even for her. She always was reading ghost stories and old myths. I don't know though if she ever actual believed any of it or if she just like the atmosphere that surrounded the topic.

Tucker was not a ghost lover but he was a techno geek. And functional or not, the tech my parents made was really impressive. Tucker used some of the power cells that they invented to give his PDA and three month battery life that recharged from latent energy signal in the air. They also designed their own computer systems with cyclical memory intakes that stop the size of the cashe from being a hindrance to processing speed.

I never really minded my parents' job. They were always at home in the lab if I needed them, but I hated the way people in town talked about them. My parents were geniuses even if they were a little goofy. Anyone of their inventions would be a huge success if they weren't ghost hunters. I was always happy for them for doing something that they loved for a living, even if it was kind of weird.

But the look on my parents' faces that day was pure disappointment. I watched my walking out of the basement and wished that I could do something to help them. Sam saw the look on my face and talked Tucker and me into trying to fix it ourselves. We had pretty good knowledge about how my parents stuff worked. Tucker had been using it to upgrade his tech for years. He had gone over to the controls will I put on the Hazmat suit that my parents had given to me for my birth day a week back. Sam had taken the picture of my dad's face off of my chest and I went into the portal to try and figure out what was wrong. It was pretty dark inside the portal so I placed my hand on the wall to guide me.

My hand hit a button and then everything went to hell. There was a blinding light and my entire body was thrown around as thousands of volts of strange green electricity went through my body. For a moment as the pain overwhelmed me, I saw myself from outside of my own body. I looked down and saw a chain going from the me that was out of my body down to the me on the ground. The green electricity started to hit the chain which started to both dissolve and be replaced by the green energy at the same time. The pain was intense and I could hear both mes screaming from the experience. I passed out from the pain.

A few minutes later I woke up to find myself still alive or so I thought. Sam was standing over me crying and whimpering about how it was all her fault. I remember the look of relief on her face when I tried to ask her what she was talking about. Then Tucker brought me a mirror.

I was shocked to say the least. It took me several seconds to realize that the person in the mirror was me. My clear blue eyes and raven black hair was gone. And in their place were snow white hair and eyes that flared with an ominous green glow. The hazmat suit which had been mostly white with black gloves, boots and neck was know the exact opposite with what was once black being white and what was white black. My whole body was giving off a strange white mist that disappears whenever it went more than an inch away from my body. It was clear what I was. I was a ghost.

I was in a panic for a few minutes wondering what to do. I didn't want to know what would happen if my parents saw me like that. I hear some noise coming from upstairs. In a panic I closed my eye. 'I need to be human again.' I thought and I started to feel a cold rush of energy. I opened my eyes to see a white ring pass over my body. The mist seemed to be sucked away into the ring and when it was gone there I was sitting on the ground in front of a shocked Sam and Tucker. I was human again.

My parents were a static when they saw the portal open. I didn't tell them what had happened to me. I didn't want to worry them about it and I felt normal. It wasn't until later that I found out that the ghost thing was part of me.

The following months I learned to control my powers and started to acted the role of the ghostly hero 'Phantom' as ghosts that came out of either my parents portal or worse the one that my archenemy Vlad had. I got a lot of help dealing with these ghosts from my friends Sam and Tucker, and even Jazz once she admitted that she knew I was a ghost.

I had a lot of adventures and a lot of close calls. My parents, who I never told that I had turn into a ghost, once caught me drugged me and dissected me. After they were done they threw me into the Ghost Zone assuming I would die. The ectoplasm in the ghost zone kept me live and Frostbite, a ghost how I had befriended help me back to heath.

Ever since then I had taken more care never to let people see me fight and to always know where my parents where. It had reinforced my fear about telling them who I was.

But even though I let my friends know about my fight with those ghosts. I hide from them the fact that there was a different kind of ghost. Ever since I became a ghost I had been able to see the spirit's of the recently dead. They were not like the other ghosts. They had no powers and looked as human as they did when they were alive other then the chain coming from their chests. In the beginning I couldn't even tell the difference. Since they were not dangerous and acted more or less like normal people I treated them the same way I would have treated any normal person; I completely ignored them.

I realized that no one else could see them and to avoid being called crazy and getting put away I just stopped recognizing their existence. Frostbite said that they were called souls, and that ghosts were just souls that fell out of the cycle of reincarnation.

I never thought I would have to worry about any of that. Not until the day that my town was visited by a strange girl and I could no long ignore the world of Souls, 'The Soul Society'.

So that is my story. Most of you already know where this is going. And I will be having Danny joining up with Ichigo and his group.

If you have complaints about Cannon jump in a ditch. If you notice that I have a grammatical error that keeps popping up then place tell me. And if in later installments you want to give me advice of word flow or story pace then feel free.

In other words, I really do want to be a writer some day. My problem is that everyone I knew laughs at me for trying do to the fact that I am Dyslexic and have brain damage do too years of bad luck with head injuries. So what I want here are honest critics and not whiny fangirls/fanboys or any comment like 'keep it up'.