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Ring

Danny was getting annoyed. He expected when his ghost sense went off, the culprit would pop up and get the fight over within a span of ten minutes, then he could sleep again. Sleep, eat, sense ghosts, fight ghosts. That was usually what he did, he did not want to add another annoying step, Sleep, eat, sense ghosts, find ghosts, fight ghosts.

But he looked for them anyway, because if he didn't they would cause something to break of hurt someone. But what harm can you do in the amity park reserve? Annoy some squirrels?

He rubbed his eyes, sleep was so hard to come by now, if it wasn't the strange dreams, it was ghosts. He heard running water, softly until he came closer. Confused, as he didn't think there would be any streams in the park. He flew closer, looking around to find it.

Succeeding, he was surprised about how big it was, about 4 feet in width, and how long it was stretched from side to side, not knowing where it began, and not knowing where it ended. He wasn't alone either.

A man had rolled up his jeans and was dipping his hands into the water, moving the small rocks in search for something. Danny spotted the man's shoes and socks on the bank. He didn't appear dangerous, no weapons.

"Hey." Danny said, startling the man into falling into the stream. It was cold water, as it splashed up, Danny went intangible to avoid getting wet.

"Crap! Is this your territory? I'll leave don't hurt me." He backed away with his hands up in defence.

"Relax, what are you looking for?" Danny asked, suppressing a laugh.

"You're not going to smite me?" the man asked, blinking in surprise.

"No." Danny shook his head. Now he pictured himself sitting in the clouds zapping passersby with ecto lightning bolts, the picture make him smile.

"Float me with your powers?" He tried again.

"Can't do that." His power had limits, not that he would float someone unless he had a good reason.

"Eat me?" Danny fought down another laugh.

"Just ate another idiot a few hours ago." Danny said sarcastically, "He asked stupid questions."

"Oh." There was a pause; Danny couldn't believe he took that seriously.

"I'm joking!" Danny slapped his forehead and sighed. "Did you see a ghost around here? Other than me, I sensed one a while ago, that's how I got here."

"Did you hear me screaming?" He asked.

"No."

"Then there wasn't one around here."

Danny sighed again. Wide awake, he wouldn't be able to sleep for a while; he tried again to be helpful. "I'm offering to help, what did you lose?"

The man was confused, but immediately brightened up.

"It's a gold ring with an emerald jewel." he said, he stood up as water dripped of him. "I was so stupid I dropped the damn thing around here."

"And it was a good idea to try finding it at night?" Danny asked. He grinned sheepishly; Danny rolled his eyes before concentrating. Four glowing green ectoballs floated around him. One flicked and disappeared. "Bugga, I can only manage three."

"Three is more than enough." He said, he held a hand out. "I'm Rob by the way, Rob Alcatine."

Danny shook his hand out of politeness. He continued to float above the water, moving one light towards him and looking for any faint glimmer in the water.

"How did you drop it in the river- I mean stream?" Danny corrected himself, attempting small talk. "This does not qualify as a river."

"Well, it wasn't really me who dropped it, my girlfriend did. I brought her here so she can take pictures of the place, photographer, and she loved nature."

Flash!

"This is an economic killer!"

Flash!

"That was weird." Danny muttered, that would be the first time his dreams came to him while he was awake.

"What was weird?" Rob asked, turning to him.

"Nothing much." He lied. The dreams were starting to freak him out, becoming more livid and clearer with each passing night. Maybe they held the key to how he died, or any memories. But a little bit of him wondered if it was a good idea to remember. Could he tell his family? Friends? The voice he kept hearing was a girl's voice and oddly, he felt attached to it.

"Rob!" Danny snapped himself out of his own train of thought. "It rained a few days ago! The water increase would have defiantly made it travel farther up river- stream!"

"Well that would explain why I can't find the bloody thing." He began to waddle down the stream, still looking around the stones. "I wonder how far it travelled, hopefully not far." Danny floated down the stream merrily merrily merrily, life is but a dream- Shut up brain!

"Danny!" Danny heard Rob yell. He did not notice he had begun to float of a cliff. Beneath him the water fell several metres and turned into mist as it hit the water below.

"A water fall?" Danny asked aloud, frowning. "I have a puppy to think of, what if she comes down here and drowns?" Cutie would wander off and hurt herself! What type of owner would he be if he let something happen to her?

"You live here?" Rod asked. Danny froze, he didn't want more people to know of his sleeping area, to many people will come and bug him. But Rod seemed nice, a little strange, but nice.

"…Yes." It sounded strange to admit it, more of admitting him to himself.

"Well, if you need anywhere to stay, the attic at my house is pretty spacey!" Rod grinned, He took out a pen from his jeans. "I'll write it on you!"

Danny laughed, he couldn't figure out a decent way to refuse. He pulled his glove off, his skin felt soft and weird.

"Your hand is freezing!" Rod said in surprise as he wrote his address. Danny raised an eyebrow.

"Ghost." Danny reminded. "I'm floating, I've made ectolights, and I'm FLOATING Rob."

"Oh yeah..." He said, in a very realizing tone. "I forgot."

"You are a strange guy Rod." Danny said.

"You're a strange guy too."Rob shot back. "How far down do you think it went?"

"It looks deep." Danny admitted., "I'll look." Danny dived in, the water would have been freezing to anyone else, but to him it was nice and warm. Two of the ectolights came down with him, shining into the dark. It was far deeper then he suspected. He was about to go back up for air before catching a glint in the dark, swimming closer, he could make out gold.

He held his arm out and grabbed a hand full of small pebbles along with the object, he wiped some if grime away. He saw the engraving on the inside of the loop he squinted to make it out. In delicate letters was Sam-

"Come on Danny!" He heard a female voice, the world had brightened with warped colours. "A whole new world to explore! Don't you want to be the first to see it?"

What was that? Danny thought, flash-

She was holding a camera, wearing a black and purple skirt with a matching top, but he couldn't see her face.

"Come on Sam-"

Sam. Sam. Sam. Black hair, widow's peak, skinny as a rake, and violet coloured irises. Shw was smiling, and talking-

He came up for air. He didn't realize his lungs were burning for oxygen until he could barely see.

"Rob!" he called out. "I found it!"

Rob was nowhere to be seen. Danny growled to himself while he swam to shore, he wasn't able to fly straight up from being tangible in the water.

"Rob?" He called again, worried. Maybe that ghost got him and had waited for Danny to be out of the way. He looked franticly up and down the river, searching for the strange man. Deciding he was gone (even his shoes were gone from up \stream) he tracked done Rob's house from the address on his hand. It was morning, and still didn't feel sleepy at all.

The apartment was up town, in the fancy part where the streets were freakishly clean and brightly lit. He phased through the door. Voices in the living room, he could barely make out what they were saying, he looked around, it was rich, he could tell that, the furniture was deep polished wood, silverware were put on show in glass cupboards. A cork board took up half a wall and every inch of it was covered in pin up photos. He recognized Rob in many of them, posing, pulling a face. And the Woman nest to him must have been Sam, Bright blue eyes and red hair usually in a plait.

The one thing that was not a picture was a clip out of a newspaper. Danny moved a picture slightly to read the title.

BONES AT THE STREAM

The remains of a middle aged man have been found by water fall divers in amity parks' park reserve.

The remains are believed to be of the missing Robert Alcatine, last seen in the park with his then girlfriend Sam Smith eight years ago-

Eight years? His heart raced. He wanted to move the paper to look at the bottom line, but a picture was pined directly over it. he pulled it out and let it drop to the floor.

-Accidental death-

Danny placed the ring on the pen holder, not knowing what else to do with it. He was to confused to do anything else and trying to make sense of the article, it had been written four months ago. Sam came into the room, passing the notice board with a empty tea cup and almost stepped on a picture, when she went to put it back up she spoted the ring.

"My engagement ring!" The woman said, picking up the ring, shocked and happy at the same instant. "I dropped it in the stream years ago! How did it get here? Guys look-!"

Danny bit his lip. He wanted to appear and set the story straight, Rob loves you. But he knew he would scare her. So while she ran into the other room he got a hold of a marker and wrote her a note.

He loves you, DP. He drew his DP insignia on the paper. He didn't wait around for her to find it and flew out of the house.

"Thanks Danny." He swore he heard his strange friends voice. He paused mid flight.

"No problem." He said back, wondering if he heard him. Had Rob crossed over? Had Rob trusted him enough to take the Ring to his girlfriend? Why did Rob seem Human? so many question he doubt would be answered. He pondered what crossing over would be like, did he have to be happy? finish unfinished business? Too bad he couldn't remember.

That pesky rain keeps on popping up doesn't it? First the storm, then the damp box, now a flooded stream.

I'm Sorry I've been dead for a few months, I got back to Australia and the only working computer was the laptop that my dad has, and my mother hijacked it. My new term has started and I'm a little behind…

Next- Bus: As the bus filled with water, the last air floating up high to the surface, he wondered if he was going to die.

Crane: She didn't want the pesky Ghost boys help! she had a mission to save a friend and he would only get in the way!

Mistletoe: She held out a candy cane out to him, "Turn that frown upside down! It's Christmas!"

I've been thinking. Scary isn't it? Weird things pop up when I think, to Star wars evil padawan with a crush on Asoka to Hunger games prequels. So I thought, I should mix my obsessions together.

A Danny phantom Hungry Game, this is set two generations after Danny, Vlad rules basically everywhere, and Halfa's are put through a gladiator style game. And just because that dream wouldn't leave me alone, there will be light sabres.