"Oh my god, are we done YET!" I yelled to the sky.

"No, we still have to check out the Box ghost's usual hideout." Sam told me. "Hey Danny are you sure we can't just go home? You look pretty beat up." She lifted my bruised and bloodied arm for emphasis.

I snatched it away, "Yes I'm sure Sam. We have to get this done, no matter how much we hate it!"

She glared at me, "Fine, but at least patch your arm up first! You look like you're dying!"

I groaned, "Fine, but hurry it up. Box ghost may be annoying, but you gotta give the guy credit, those boxes hurt when they hit!"

Sam took out some bandages, and a sling. She wrapped my arm up tight then held the sling out to me, "Put it on."

I stared at her, "No, that'll restrict movement too much, I'll wear it once I know for sure the Box ghost is in the ghost zone!" I argued.

Me and Sam are always like this, she acts too motherly around me when Tucker's not here. I love her and Tucker just as much as the other, but it's best that they come as a package, they're annoying otherwise. For Sam: when it comes to ghost hunting, she makes me stop and get fixed up, which leaves the enemy time to regroup! Though when it's normal teenager life, she's all flirty! For Tucker, ghost hunting: he knows I could take care of myself, but he's such a KLUTZ! He released Skulker and Ember 4 times on the SAME NIGHT! How you can be that clumsy I don't know.

"Danny, just wear it! The box ghost is lame, you could do it with both of your hands tied behind your back!" she argued back.

"Sam! you've never fought any of them by yourself! They are harder then you think!" I retorted. "The Box ghost had me knocked out for hours once, WITH ONE HIT!"

"Oh come on Danny let's just go!"

I stumbled into my room after finding the Box ghost. Funny thing, he noticed I was frustrated with Sam and just had her trapped in a box while he talked with me.

"So what's up? I've seen you angry, but normally it's directed to us, you know, the ghosts!" he looked at me with worry.

"Why do you care?" I raised an eyebrow at his sentiments.

"Because we see you as a friend, sort of. A rival, of sorts."

"A rival? Why? You all just get set loose and you terrorize the town. Then I have to come in to help." I crossed my arms.

"We scare people because that's just what happens. We try to find a place to live and sometimes when people try to change something about the place we have chosen, we try to just scare them away." he shrugged. "The only reason your town is ghost free is because of you. Other places don't have much of a problem, because they don't have a halfa kid prying them from their homes!"

I've never thought too much on that, what would Amity Park would be like if I wasn't here? Or if my parents weren't ghost hunters.

I sighed and turned into my ghost half. I looked in the mirror of my desk. Snow white hair, glowing green eyes, and when I first stepped foot in the ghost portal the jumpsuit was white with black boots and gloves, now it's the reversed. I sighed as I began to play with my hair.

"Danny lights out!" My mom walked in as I was playing with my hair in front of the mirror.

She gasped and hit the button near my door that activated the individual ghost shield in my room. "Jack! Quick I caught the Ghost boy!"

My dad came stomping up the stairs with an ecto-foamer. I sighed and sat on my bed. "Great, you're probably going to rip me apart molecule by molecule now aren't you?" I held my head up with my arm.

Dad grinned, "Of course! How did you know? Can ghosts read minds?" he suddenly got angry at the thought a ghost could invade someone's most personal thoughts.

"No, hey how about, instead of dissecting me, you just ask questions?"

"How do we know you won't lie?"

"You're the ones that beat that out of me, from a young age." I quickly covered my mouth when I realized I might have just let out too big of a secret.

"What do you mean?" Mom took the ecto-foamer and aimed it at me, now I really had a reason to be scared.

"Uh I met you when I first became a ghost and you took care of me?"

"HA, as if we would take care of your kind!"

I groaned, "I never wanted this to get out, but I'm Danny, Danny Fenton. Your son?"

"You're lying." she charged up the ecto-foamer.

"I really am!" I changed back into my human form and showed them, "See!"

Mom gasped while dad just stood there gaping at me. She growled and charged the ecto-foamer again, "Get out of my son's body YOU GHOST!"

My eyes grew wide and I backed up. "No, this wasn't supposed to-" I eventually hit the wall. I looked at the window and held a breath before jumping out of the window and changing into my ghost half once I was finally out of the room. Mom shot at me while I flew away.