The early-summer days loomed over the sky of Amity Park, home of resident ghostly hero, Danny Phantom, and he just finished up dealing with a few of ghostly problems, capping his Thermos before he breathed, back to the brick of the roof that he was sitting on. "That is the fifth ghost attack I had to face and I know, for a fact, that they are going to drive me under very soon." He didn't want to admit it, but even when the school hours ended, he still had a sizable amount of make to do and he could hardly do any of that if ghosts and hunters keep going him beef. He looked up as another slip of cold air flowed out before he groaned. "Well, I guess it's back to work..." He sat up and took flight as he chased down his targets, a few more unknown, but lesser ghosts and... he blinked a bit as he recognized the blazing blue hair, that rocker gear, and the violet guitar on her back as he picked up speed and started to put the beatdown on the ghosts and sucking them up, Ember turning for a moment before she sped off and Danny grumbled. "Oh, no you don't...!" He chased the trail out of town before stopping... just pausing as he looked about. "Where did...!?"

Ember just vanished, she was way out of sight and he couldn't feel or sense her anywhere close by as he huffed with some annoyance. "I really want this to be just a game, but I am going to have to put a rain check on her, she can't have gotten too far from view." His breath came again and he glanced back with a frown. "Now what...!?" He sped back to town, heedless to the events happening...

Phantom sped back to town, just as a certain rock star emerged from the ground and shuttered. "I hated the taste of the dirt, but dipstick just couldn't let off even if it killed him!" Ember McLain as she hovered up and formed her legs under before she glanced to the hero disappearing off. "I wonder if he knows..." She shook her head and headed off in the opposite direction, Phantom going west into the town while she headed east to see to something big. After all, the Ghost Zone can be stuffy, but it was her home and when there were suddenly rumors of somebody experimenting with ghost abilities and cores, she knew that the lockdown would come down before she could escape again and she couldn't get out again.

While the thought to rock out the world again with her skills, she was more intent on finding out who exactly was playing their games with ghosts and scaring the whole place for Walker to just start 'putting down martial law in place'. She flew true and searched with a frown before she stopped in a distant playground and huffed as she removed her guitar and rested it on the metal of the swing set and sat in one of the swings. "This is not good, I can't focus like this, Dip could easily just thrash me and suck me up with that can." She barely forgot that her Death Day was coming up and she should have just lingered in her realm to cool off, but she felt a need to check out the Human World and find out what was the big deal with some human experimenting, they have either ignored, ran screaming, or wanted to blast her and the others for just existing, but Phantom...

She lifted a gloved hand as she looked at it, Phantom was different as, after the whole trouble with him and the town, he started to seem... more respected among the ghosts and some humans, they call him their hero, their actual friend... she didn't know either, but after the whole debate with Undergrowth, he was more possessive of the Goth chick than before, despite his cluelessness. She lowered it before continuing in her thoughts. 'He even has a few heavy-hitters like Frostbite, 'Queen' Dora, and even some claim that he has the backing of Clockwork, that guy is so impossible to expect from and he is aiding that...?!' She stopped as she felt her hair ignite and some of the metal warped a bit before she cooled it, feet kicking her off the ground as she just swung on the swing. 'Weird... I guess I am just in such a frenzy that I couldn't even control my own emotions, Stick would be able to beat me down easily, like this...' She rested a hand to her face before she stopped, the light wind hiding none as a sound caught her attention.

She sprung up, snatching her guitar, and hovering a bit before a blast came, she grimacing as she floated back some, the attack coming from the trees as the attacker stepped out, wielding... Her eyes widened as they were not holding a weapon, their hand was the weapon as it looked like some tech, neatly and mixed with, had spread across the arm, but there was no ghostly aura or anything that could alert Ember, she just was lucky to have felt the intent... the intent to capture. "My, I was not expecting a actual ghost to drop by for my weapons to actually get their trial runs in." The hand lowered to the side of the cloak as he, from the tone of voice that was both garbled and filled with a noise of static, pulled into a stance. "Now then, let's see what CQC can do from me here." Ember braced herself as the figure dashed or soared across the ground as she thought about it for a moment, Shulker often grumbled that CQC stands for Close-Quarter-Combat and how he often lost to Phantom when the 'whelp' got the upper hand. Her guitar faced the sudden punch as she was thrown backward with effort and she growled as she righted herself and began her attack.

"You like punches, try these for size!" She strummed out as a series of violet punches soared for the figure, only to be surprised as the figure didn't dodge, he punched the blasts and destroyed them with ease before he raised a closed fist on the last, raised the pointer and wagged it side to side, her hair blazing as she strummed once more. "Burn!" A stream of flames shot forward and he dodged as he rushed about, the flames torching the place before she suffered another punch, the recoil too much as she gasped, felling to the ground, the figure landing on the ground by the jungle gym and rolled a wrist.

"That was fun, but I didn't just come here for your little 'performance', I am here for another reason..." He growled at the road as Ember turned to see the white vans and their occupants of white, the Guys in White.

'They are here because I was making too much noise, I am weakened too, I can't...' The vans came closer, but so did the figure as the arms started to glow, much stronger than what he was hitting with.

"Always ruining my fun..." He stopped in front of Ember as he hissed under the cowl. "You guys are SO uninvited here!" Pulling back an arm, he lashed it and Ember watched as a sound wave blasted from him with the sound of a cannon and suddenly destroyed the vans, the vehicles bursting into flames before crashing, five in total and he just destroyed all of them with a single blast. "Now, where was I... Oh, right." Ember couldn't move in time as a fist slammed into her skull and knocking her out as the figure spoke in darkness. "Sleep, little star, soon you will be playing a different tone in the world..."

Danny sat in his room as he worked through his problems in math and soon moved on to English before he couldn't focus anymore and groaned as he toppled over on his bed. "Why is Ember lingering in my head, she can't be too much trouble right...!?"

"That depends, Danny..." Danny looked up to see Jazz step into the room and he sat up as she closed the door and sat down beside him, taking notice of his work. "I see that you were having a 'great' time working on the make-up work for Casper, at least you have a better focus on it at home than at school..."

"...Where all the bullies and thugs have all the time to pick on me and where ghosts break in to distort whatever work I want to do." Danny huffed as Jazz nodded before she rested a hand on his shoulder and asked.

"Is everything okay, Danny, you look rather troubled after a simple ghost patrol..." Danny glanced to his older sister before looking back to the window before he spoke.

"It's Ember... she was out and about, but just as I was dealing with the other ghouls, she just sped off and I gave chase before I just... lost her..." He stood up and gazed out of the window as Jazz just looked at him with hands in her lap. "She doesn't just do that, she just makes a musical insult or just insults me, but she looked... fearful, afraid of something that I just don't understand what she was afraid of, it is like with Pariah Dark, but I don't recall anything big going down, Vlad is just relaxing in his manor as he debates a new plan to take me, marry Mom, or kill Dad..." He sighed as he rested both arms on the glass. "I just don't know... it feels like a gut punch to be ignored by someone who swore vengeance against me... Is it answering anything?"

"Partly, Danny..." Jazz answered as she explained it out in her own thoughts. "I think it is a sense of common occurrence, you expect her to attack you and plan to 'rock the world out' in her own tones, but the sudden change in a subject's behavior could be easily controlled or motivated by the notion of personal feelings coming into play or a large event affecting their lives or surroundings."

"Jazz... It's Ember... not one of your patients... at least, I don't think so..." The dark-haired youth looked back and sighed as he returned to the bed, picking the things from Jasmine's hands and continuing the work. "I don't know... maybe it would be better that I get some of these phrases and stories down before I forget." Jazz hummed before she stood up and dusted herself off.

"Okay, Danny, I'll leave you to it." She headed over and opened the door, pausing before she turned and spoke again. "So are you planning for your 'friend day' next week?"

"Maybe..." Jazz frowned before she left and closed the door, Danny was just more interested in Ember's sudden pause that it was consuming his thoughts, so much that he could fully focus on his work before giving it up and picking it up again after a moment of debating, she didn't need to step in quite yet, only if he started to step outside his own comfort...

Ember groaned before blinking. 'Where am I...?' She tried to move, but found that she was stuck, glancing down with fear as restraints bound her, she pulling hard before the left manacle sent a current through her, she gridding her teeth to the sudden pain before she settled and recapped. 'Okay, Ember, think... You headed to an abandoned park, was blasted at by someone in a cloak, got hit a few times by the same guy before...' She remembered the Guys in White coming to take her and the guy, but he stepped in front of her... he pulled an arm back and blasted a powerful blast... he... 'No... did he really just kill those guys just for the right to capture me!?' She uneasily turned to the sides to see if she could find the figure or a Guy in White, but the shadows hid everything before a tapping came to her ears and she twisted to the face of horror. Tapping on a tablet was a human-like face, aqua blue eyes staring at the screen that must be either containing a game or... records, but the lower half was that of metal like it was a respirator, fastened by a number of clasps down the sides or bands as the figure just sat there before it paused, the screen still the same.

"Ah, you're awake now..." The tablet came to rest as the figure walked over and rounded about the back of the table. "While this is not the most optimal plan and interest, I see that reason is often lost among those that choose to fight for their own choices, not an issue, but if I wish to be sure of this, I have to possess a subject of remarkable resistance, the lesser ones can barely even hold together, so it is human to release them back through a opened link to the quiet of the Zone." He started to type in some things into a console close by as Ember struggled to escape.

"Whatever you think you are doing, you are not getting away with it?!"

"Oh...?" A hidden grin spread under the mask that scared Ember further that she continued to pull despite the surge of electricity. "But you see... I have already done so, Miss... or should I use your real name, Amboina Terra McLain?" Ember froze at the mention, but that sudden freeze also brought out a strong surge as she screamed into the thick walls that surrounded her as her body unconsciously called out for relief as she blacked out... confusion flooding her mind with pain and sparks, her fire slipping away...

Ember groaned as she blinked a few times, the blurring in her vision staggering as she lightly pushed up and she groaned, running a hand over her face. "Where...?" She looked about to the small, but casual room as she stood up, something not right with her as she just walked across the room, windowless with its quiet color of gray as she stepped over and paused before a mirror set up and she rested a hand on it before she looked up, regretting it as she screamed, stumbling back and toppled on the bed, not slipping through it, but landing on it.

She looked at a reflection, or what she thinks is one, as she stood back up and approached the glass. What looked back was her face, not a ghostly image of her, but real flesh and blood as her skin was the same as her human life, her hair had returned to being a light hazel with a prominent of teal down her left side, the eyes gazing back were once brown as well, but the similar features faded as she looked it over, the teal locks apparent as they hung over her face, her eyes were a mix of green and brown, and her attire was not the rocker attire, instead she was wearing a gown like she had seen at hospitals and she stepped back before profiling herself in it. "Well, I never did like seeing myself in a gown, but this is going a bit far, I know short, why would anyone wear this for their illnesses?" She felt under and regretted it as she came to the conclusion of... she shook her head and sat down as she spoke up, hoping that what she was seeing was a dream. "Hey, anyone up there, I need some clothes right now, if this is a dream..."

"This is not a dream..." She jumped and glanced about before she spotted where the voice came from. "You are currently in real life and what you think is a dream is but a reality that you now find yourself in." She glanced at the corner with the thing looked different from its holes, like a amp. "I apologize for the lack of clothing, but that hospital gown is designed for individuals similar or just like you, spirits for the lack of a better word or something more interesting." Ember crossed her arms as she popped a hip and spoke.

"I am no one's plaything..."

"Never said as much, but you will forgive me for not believing your words right now, after..." The voice paused as she felt... unease from the sound. "It is not simple and a terror to come back from the grave in a full-fleshed body, and knowing what is going to happen, I suspect that you are in for a very rude awakening." She glanced about before she swished about, but froze as a mist flooded in and stopped her, a needle descending from the ceiling before it thrusted into her arm, she hissing from the pain which was lessened some before some patch was applied and she found the mist stopped as the voice came again. "Thank you for your cooperation, now it is time to see what exactly has fully occurred in your body." She looked about before she reached up to the patch, stopping with wide eyes as the patch covered the point, but there was no mistaking the material behind it...

...Her arm was pumping dark-red liquid out into the patch, her body was pumping out blood from the wound as she stumbled back some in shock before toppling to the bed and falling unconscious to the tick of a clock...

The tick of a clock echoed in the sterile lab as the figure walked through, holding up a vial of sloshing blood, specks of green bobbing and bubbling from it as he hummed before he inserted it into a sizable device as it scanned it over and the hidden face frowned as a display of the scans came back on the three before him and he looked over, making his notes here and there before logging in and powering up a document and typing it out before taking a moment to look it over for any details that he was missing.

'Name: Amboina Terra McLain aka. Ember McLain'
'Status: Inactive'
'Species: Ghost (former), Demi'
'Notes: The first stable ghost to enter the labs and a valuable one as the GIW 'attempted' to capture her to destroy and experiment, none of their ten members employed survived from 'Sonic Buster' attack. Subject has history as former teen whose heartbreak rendered her unconscious to her home blazing down, but eyewitnesses didn't find or discover former body, like it had faded away in the ashes. Likely course of action is agent unaware of plans and can sneak through standard society without trouble, however possesses a prideful streak, may be exposed before long, but concerns far from mind as Subject is in slumber, likely also shock from new change. Also, check for measurements or take Subject to shop to have handpicked attire on hand.'
'Age: Late Sixteen'
'COA: Patience until awake again before debate plans'

The figure nodded before saving the document and sealing it in a new folder, one called 'Demis/ Former Ghosts', and closed out of it before reviewing the small sample given as he mused through what it could contain. Perfection was out of the question as the body could not provide perfect results, but he smiled under the mask as the cells coursed through, some flashing differently with auras or just showing signs of ecto-powers without damaging the host body. He glanced over to the vial as it shook, looking back to see some of the cells combusting into flames and he looked back as he just smirked. "You will remember her name, Ember..."

The song was catchy, but he was not there for her music or her attitude as his eyes looked up and took in the target of his research that was displayed on the screen from a feed in Amity, the black jumpsuit and white hair a lure into finding out more as the green called out to be uncovered, the person behind those ghostly eyes and fierce hero complex. "Oh, Danny Phantom, the time is coming to when I can find out who or what you truly are, if you are the 'scum' called out by hunters across the world or if you have a secret far from the eyes of the public, one that will shatter their faith and their prejudice of spite." He shook his head before shutting the monitor down and turning back to Ember's sample, cataloguing the usual powers and abilities and seeing what else could be developed in the blood and body... under a close eye...