A/N I merged two chapters, The First Full Phantom Fight and The Wanderer, into one because they were both shorter than I intended.

The First Full Phantom Fight

When Danny was half human, he would 'go ghost' and transform from Fenton to Phantom. But interestingly enough, although he was 99% ghost, he could transform, but all it really did was give him his trademark suit. As it wasn't exactly practical to fight ghosts in jeans and a t-shirt, Danny transformed in mid-air. "I'm going ghost." he uttered, a smirk on his face. Now, this was something he could deal with.

To Danny's utter surprise, as he floated down to the ground and scanned the area for ghosts, one familiar face happened to be smiling right down his neck. "Agh!" Danny let out a shriek of surprise and launched into a battle stance, ready to fight. "You're still trying to capture me?" Asked Danny, incredulous. "Still? What do you mean, still, ghost child?" Danny bit his lip. Any chance he had of still being able to pretend to be human in front of other ghosts had walked off and exploded into a million pieces. "I'm not exactly the 'Ghost Child' anymore." Vague, but confusing enough to make the ghostly collector pause, to see Danny launch a flying kick at the annoying collector and blast him with an icy cold ghostly wail, trapping him in a thermos. As Danny put the lid on with a soft 'click', placing it on a holster on his white belt, he realised something. "Wait, did that have ice in it?" Danny did a double take as he saw the perfect rings of ice and water on the floor where his attacker once stood. "I didn't even know you could do that...!" Remarked Sam. Danny simply replied, quietly, "Me neither." And they flew to school to sign the last few autographs.

As Danny finished signing the last item, the bell rang to signify the end of the school day; had they really been here that long? After the riot in the halls, a few people following the three friends really didn't seem like much, but Danny would much rather have his human appearance back, even if it meant he'd still be followed. As Danny, Sam and Tucker departed down different streets, the small following disappointedly dispersed. Danny was glad they weren't completely crazy and tried to follow him inside or something. Danny walked inside, closing the door behind him, and fell onto the couch from behind, backpack in hand. He groaned and fell asleep.

The Wanderer

As there weren't as many ghosts around now, Danny had taken to flying about the town at night and perching in trees and on flagpoles alike. With his human half shrunken to a single black streak in his hair, he could stay up longer and be less tired when he woke up. Plus, this gave him new knowledge on the town and easy shortcuts from place to- "Danny!" Danny fell off the street light and brushed himself off immediately. "Sam? Why are you still up?" Sam flicked her hair from her shoulders. "I could ask you the same thing." Danny flew up again, more careful not to slip off. "At least I have a good reason. I'm patrolling the town." "I'm on a midnight walk, and I know there haven't been many ghosts around lately." Danny swung from the shaky pole, covering the tip with thin, cracked ice. "Well, if I'm caught off guard, there'll barely be a town to protect." He dropped from the pole, barely landing a somersault. "Also I can't sleep..." He muttered inaudibly. "What?" "I can't sleep." He said louder.

Sam laughed. "You can't sleep? You're, like, the sleep master." Danny smirked a little, but otherwise gave no reaction. He hoisted himself up onto a shorter pole and brought a leg up into a relaxed position. "Yeah. It's just that so much has happened in the last few days. If this was a TV show, it would probably be the finale!" Danny chuckled coolly. "As if," he finished. "Well, keep doing alright, Danny. You've been handling this really well. Honestly." Sam threw him a smile and ducked around a dark, brick corner, the lights in the tunnel making a green aura around her.