Danny rotated his shoulder with a wince and fixed his blurry gaze on the ghost. He held up a finger and shot the ghost down. It wasn't a really powerful ghost of any special kind. It shouldn't be that hard to beat.

But the last three sleepless nights and mental strain had him and his body exhausted.

It's all because of those exams, Danny grumbled internally. He was certain the teachers had ganged up against him to cluster all the tests in one week. The term 'free time' had become a stranger to him the past week.

Danny sighed deeply as he held up a shield, too lazy to dodge a shot. Maybe he should take some time off and go punch the arcade games instead of ghosts and textbooks.

Something prickled his sixth sense and Danny looked over his shoulder to see two GIW jets come into sight.

Shit, he thought, why now. He hadn't seen those guys in weeks. They weren't a daily occurrence, thank Clockwork, but how bad could his luck be that they chose this particular day to annoy him.

Danny decided to end the fight quickly. For both his sake and the ghost's.

He flew at the ghost rapidly. "Hey dude. What about we let this die?" He threw a roundhouse kick and the ghost was thrown away. "Seriously!" He exclaimed as the ghost recovered quickly and shot multiple shots at Phantom. "You have ghost to calm down!"

The ghost groaned. "Do you ever stop?" To which Danny grinned. "Over my dead body."

"Watch out, Phantom!"

Danny got the warning too late and was hit on the back of his knee. He yelped, wondering why they couldn't hit the other leg. This one already had a massive bruise on it. He put up a shield and groaned when a few other strong shots hit it.

The GIW seemed to be updating their weapons.

Phantom scowled and swirled around, lighting his hands up with ice. "Common, guys, can't you see I'm busy?! Can we reschedule so I can kick your white clad ass another time?" He aimed and successfully encased one of the planes with ice.

The jet flew out of control when the driver's vision was obscured. Suddenly it stopped jolting around and landed harmlessly, though rather roughly.

After all, Phantom wasn't a bad guy. He landed the jet with telekinesis before returning his attention to the battle.

A small crowd had started to form a bit away. Danny barely spotted a camera crew setting up their equipment. His gaze was directed to the large RV revving up the driveway. Could this day get any worse?

He'd have to take them out one at a time.

The boy decided to concentrate on the most dangerous threat first. He tried a few shots, which the GIW jet expertly dodged.

Danny squeaked when a shot exploded a few feet from where he stood. He glared at the ghost, who shook his head with wide eyes and pointed at something. There stood Jack holding up a large weapon.

Jack held up a fist. "Stay where you are, spook!"

Danny rolled his eyes and winced when it sent a jolt of pain in his head. He'd been fighting a headache since yesterday. Sam said it was because of his lack of rest.

You know what? Baby steps.

The ghost boy flew up and punched the ghost hard.

"Why did you punch me!" The specter complained. "They did it."

"You were annoying me first," Danny countered. "You started this, and I don't know about you but I always finish what I started. Now get in the stupid thermos."

"You keep that thing away from me!" The ghost chose to escape into the sky and Danny followed swiftly. He appeared in front of him and waved as he sucked the yowling spirit into the thermos. "That's done. Let's get out of here."

Maddie squinted into the hole on top of her gun, aiming at the ghost boy. He was distracted. This was her chance. However, something paused her finger on the trigger.

Phantom looked so exhausted and so drained out. He was dripping a bit of ectoplasm and he almost dropped the thermos from his shaking hands. Maddie didn't know why this made her hesitate.

She lowered the gun slightly and her eyebrows furrowed.

The woman's eyes suddenly widened and out of instinct she shouted a warning.

Danny gasped when he heard something behind him. The sound of a machine charging up.

He slowly turned around to come eye to eye with Agent O, who smirked and pushed a button. This caused the giant canon under the jet to light up.

The crowd below watched in horror as their favorite hero was enveloped in light coming from the gun and rocketed down to the ground. They expected him to catch himself and float back up. To shake it off like he had done so many times before.

However Danny Phantom crashed. Hard.

A small crater formed under his unmoving body.

The Fentons spent no time to rush forward and catch the ghost boy off-guard. The camera crew also hurried up, as did some other people, to check on the boy.

They stared at the unconscious teen with bathed breath.

Jack frowned in confusion. What just happened? "Hey spook!-" He wasn't sure how to continue. Ask him if he was ok? That seemed like such a stupid suggestion.

Suddenly Phantom flashed.

The people watching almost thought he was fading? Was this how ghosts died??

What really happened was much worse.

When the flash disappeared....so did Danny Phantom.

In his place was another, just as famous (for different reasons), teenage boy.

An unconscious, bleeding and injured Danny Fenton met their mortified gazes.

"No," Maddie whispered, tears prickling her eyes. "Da..Danny?"

Jack's arms went slack and his weapon clattered on the ground.

Everyone's shock was interrupted by a loud announcement.

They looked up to see the jet aiming another type of gun at the boy on the ground. Jack and Maddie recognized it as a restraining gun. "Step away from the Specimen," Agent O said through a speaker.

"What?!" Maddie shouted in disbelief. "What are you planning on doing with MY son?!"

"This is a rare creature and he will be brought in by the GIW to be examined."

"Examined?!" A civilian exclaimed in disbelief. "He's just a kid!"

"We are from the government," was the agent's answer, one he used frequently. "Stand back as I immobilize him. He must be prepared for experiments. Lots and lots of painful experiments." He charged up the gun.

Maddie ran up and stood over her son, gun pointed to counterattack. "You will not lay one hand on him!!" She cried, tears streaming from her face from shock and rage at man above her.

"You have no say in this, Fenton." Agent O said irritably. He wished that woman would just move over. The specimen was within his grasp. So close. He would not let it go. "Move over or I will call for backup."

Jack placed his large body between the jet and his son. "Let them come," he growled. "You filthy scumbags will have to go over my corpse to get him."

Agent O sighed as if this was a minor inconvenience. He reached for his communicator.

"And mine!" A woman in her early twenties stepped closer to Danny.

"And mine!" An old man waved a fist as he joined the group.

"Who said anything about my corpse!!" And enraged goth screamed up at the insecure GIW jet. "I'll be dancing over yours if you come within a five mile radius of Danny!"

Agent O pursed his lips as his eyes took in the crowd yelling and shaking their fists at him. He turned on the communicator. "Requesting assistance. The Specimen seems to be of more value than anticipated." He winced when a shoe clanged against his window. "However the civilians seem...reluctant to let it go."

"Describe reluctant," a voice from the communicator asked.

"One threw a shoe at the ship."

The voice hummed.

"A muddy one," Agent O clarified, making the voice gasp.

Agent O took a peek at the crowd. "I am grateful there isn't a tomato stand near here."

"This is the twentieth century. There are no tomato stands in the middle of the road in a city like this one."

"Believe me. Tomato stands are always at the ready when there's a riot," the Agent commented drily.

"Is that the term you would use?"

Agent O winced when a shot from the Fentons scorched his ship. "Definitely."

"Are you able to restrain them?"

"Cameras are present."

There was a small silence. "Retreat," the voice said with as much regret as Agent O felt. But he obeyed and powered the gun down as he directed the jet to base.

The boss of his sector continued. "When you're back, come to my office and relay all the information you have on the specimen."

"Yes sir."

Whatttttt another story???
Heck yeah!

This one's been running marathon races in my mind for the past month and it wouldn't stop so here ya go

Enjoy

(I always ended my chapters in Phantom Trip like this so....)

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