So I saw this (naptillmorning. tumblr post/132291618943/its-halloweeeeeeen-bonus) (take out spaces FF since doesn't like linking) and had to do a role reversal with Red Hunter!Danny and Halfa!Valerie, which I'm starting to fall in love with (_._ ')

That means that in this fic, Valerie got zapped by a ghost portal in Axiom Labs while showing Kwan and Star her dad's work, and decided to help ghost hunt as Valerie Wraith. She and Danny were dating, until Danny suddenly got depressed after a battle between Valerie and Cujo, and he broke off the relationship. Red Hunter appeared suddenly and started hunting Valerie, until Val realized that it was Danny in the suit.

Also, Sam moved away because her family needed to move business to Europe, and Tucker transferred to another city after his dad was possessed/mimicked by a ghost (Amorpho).

The idea belongs to naptillmorning and DP doesn't belong to me :) (*intense sobbing*)

Enjoy!

-Cheshire

"What's your problem, Fenton?!" I shouted. I was done with this. Done with being shot at, hunted down, and hurt for no apparent reason at all.

"What's my problem?" Danny growled, his blaster whining as ectoplasm built into it. "My problem, Wraith, is that you killed my dad." He laughed darkly. "And afterwards, you had the nerve to take the form of my girlfriend."

He paused. "Ex-girlfriend."

Oh, shit.

It all suddenly clicked. My foggy memory, Danny's sudden depression, why we broke up. The memories from the battle were starting to form.

When Cujo first came from the Ghost Zone, he didn't keep entering into the Living Realm through the Axiom portal like any other ghost; he had a habit of coming out the Fentons' portal too. One day, I was chasing him back to the Zone before we crashed into the Fentons' lab. Cujo raged, transforming into his attack form, and knocked me into a wall. A glass canister full of ectoplasmic waste smashed onto my skull, and Danny's parents came rushing into the lab. I had blearily seen Cujo step on-what I'm guessing was a fault anti-ghost weapon-that set off an explosion. Jack Fenton must've seen me change...and he jumped in front of me. He saved me.

I didn't know he died.

My throat was dry. No quip escaped my lips...or any words, really. My normally incredibly slow heartbeat was now thudding against my chest. I hadn't thought of casualties...I had just left. I just left Danny and his family to mourn.

Alone.

A wave of shame crashed over me. I looked through the Red Hunter's crimson visor into Danny's eyes; so full of rage and hate. God, what had I done...his sweet and gentle baby blues were gone, replaced with sharp icy cyan. The Fentons had every right to hate my guts.

The hiss of the ectogun brought me back to the present.

"So that's why I hate your existence," Danny seethed, aiming it straight at my chest. "And you'll address me as the Red Hunter, ghost girl."

I couldn't do this. I couldn't fight him like this, not now.

So like every other coward who's been accused of murder, I ran.