Danny Phantom: Calling All Phantoms (PG-15)

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"Box Ghost? Isn't he the one who yodels like a Lithuanian factory worker?" Felix commented, stepping into the house. It was probably a good thing he had a "house key"- the Fenton Portable Password Terminal to be exact. It was standard issue to any ghost joining the squad, and resembled a combination dial on a safe, minus the door. If the correct combination was entered, it would shut down the Fenton Ghost Shield, hence, unlocking the door. Pushing up his slipping glasses along the bridge of his nose, the feline spirit gave a looud, meowing yawn. "I just ran into him last night, and that..." he cursed vehemently before continuing, "idiot made me drop a perfectly good carton of half and half. When I get my hands on him, I'll rip him, up into pieces so small that-"

He was interrupted by Jack Fenton, who immediately thwacked him over the head with his latest invention- The Fenton Discipline enforcer. Essentially, it was just a newspaper with "Fenton" written on the side, but that didn't make it hurt any less. "What have I told you about describing violent revenge in detail?" he asked.

"Don't do it when other people can hear me..." Felix sighed, rubbing his skull. Mentally, he promised himself that the next oppurtunity he got he would slice Skulker in half. That overgrown metal freak had fired the shot that had ultimately tied him to this human body, which was so fragile a newspaper could hurt it. Oh well, at least it afforded some interesting oppurtunities for pranks...

With a roar, Felix parted company from his human body, bringing his cat-like face barely inches from the jumpsuit-man as he did so. Suprised, the portly ghost hunter leaped into the air, then fell, coming down on his backside with a heavy thud. Retreating back into the human body he inhabited, Felix chuckled. "That never gets old!"
 
Viz's PDA buzzed, she pulled it out right away, excited to have gotten one. She loved the new technology that she had been getting from Danny and his friends, since she joined their team, the iPod being her favorite. She checked it and saw a ghost had been spotted in the human world. "Oh cool! Finally! Some action!" She yelled as she left her little world of a small pilgrim house with furniture looking the same. The only thing that didn't look like they came from the 1700's was Viz herself. Ever since she'd entered the human world, she'd liked what she saw and took technogy and clothing style, that's how she'd met the Danny Fenton and the rest of his friends and family.

Viz smiled as she reached the ghost portal between the ghost zone and human world. She entered the portal and passed from the ghost zone to the human world. She stepped out of the portal, well actually she was floating, but landed in front of Danny and Dani. Her smile widened as she saw them. "Hey guys! How's it going? My PDA buzzed saying there was another ghost around here." Danny and Dani asnwered in unison, "It was just the box ghost.." They said with very little enthsiasm. "Well it's still a ghost isn't it?!" Viz asked, her gigantic smile still on her face. Danny and Dani just shook there heads with a little smile and said, "Why don't you go explore the town, go shopping or something. I know you love to do that!" She smiled and headed up the stairs from the basement.
 
Sigh, nothing to do in afternoons. Cain was in the park. He was sitting under a tree when he got a message on his PDA. "Ooh finnaly some action." Since Cain had been bored with walking and would be undoubtibly bored at home he decided to go where there was alot of crazy action happening

Cain walked up to the fenton house 5 minutes later. He took out his Fenton Portable Password Terminal and opened the sheild. Well i hope its less boring in here. He opened the door.

The house was quieter then normal. Of course there were a few ghosts still floating around. Jazz Danny's sister was in her room. Danny was probably in the basement. That ment Danny's parents where probably somewhere as well. Might as well look around
 
Viz decided to take their advice and go shopping. She pulled out a pair of black sunglasses to hide her eyes, as not to freak out people with her weird looking eyes. She had a couple of hundred dollars that she had been able to earn doing a job for some rich guy in the human world.

She opended the door to the kitchen and stepped out, nobody was around really. She could sense people around, but nobody really was. She pulled out her iPod and walked through the house toward the door. She was paying attention to the music on her iPod when she just about bumped into someone. She hadn't been able to hear anyone around becuase her music was blareing in her ears. She took her earphones out and picked up her sunglasses seeing as they'd fallen onto the floor when she bumped into the guy in front of her. She stood up and put her glasses back on. "Hey! Sorry about that, I didn't notice you there." She apologized to a guy in brown jacket and a black hat.
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Hope this is okay!
 
Cain had just noticed that a ghost bumped into him. She apologised very well though. "Oh no problem at all." Then he picked up her glasses which had bumped onto the floor. "Here these must be yours. Im guessing that maybe you turn the volume down next time?"

Then Cain started to apologise "Oh im sorry we havent properly introduced ourselves. I am Cain, whats your name?" Cain was wondering himself why he was introducing himself
 
"Thanks!" Viz said as he handed her her glasses, and put them on, covering her dark violet eyes. I looked down at my iPod, and turned down the music. "Um..yeah, I guess I should. I'll be deaf and unable to hear a single thing by time I die, woah, I guess that's a bad description for me!"

Viz put her iPod away as the boy apologized to her. 'What's he apologizing for?' "Nice to meet you Cain! My name's Viz." She asid, introducing herself. "As you've probably already noticed, I'm a pure ghost, not a halfa." She said smiling as always.
 
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OOC: Yay! We're starting! ^^


Erika
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It was so wonderful and free up here. Erika was enjoying the breeze as it flew over her head, back and wings. A single, light blue ribbon was tied around one of her legs, its ends flapping in the breeze. She really did enjoy flying as a Toucan. It was one of her few animal forms, and probably her favorite. Flying was truly an awesome thing.

She was on her way to the Phantom HQ after searching the outer areas for any ghost activity. It had been her turn today to watch for less enthusiastic ghosts that would sometimes plot things in the outskirts of the city. Thankfully her eyes had not found anything suspicious today and she could give a good report.

Erika really didn't like fighting, but she had to make an exception for H.A.U.N.T. In her mind, it was necessary to fight them because if they didn't, regular people would get hurt. Besides, the Fentons and the other members of Team Phantom were all such good people, she couldn't let harm come to any of them. After all, the Fenton family had been kind enough to help set up a place in the Ghost Zone for her to stay at. It was nice to know that she no longer had to stay hidden in houses of other people, accidentally frightening their children and puzzling them by playing games with their pets. It had been somewhat easier to hide as an animal, but even that was difficult. Though Erika knew the lives and bodies of animals, she still struggled to fit with the harshness of nature.

"Ah," Erika said as she swooped down to the front door of the building. As she touched down onto the ground, her body changed from the black and white, sleek and small Toucan into a rather frail and small girl. Her long, orange beak was gone, replaced by a small nose. As she floated silently into the building, her long, dark blue hair seemed to float along too. She was very much a 'blue girl', from the silky, blue nightgown she wore to the light blue ribbon in her hair. Even her eyes were a pale blue.

Among all of the people, ghosts, and chaos that was the Phantom HQ, today was a rather quiet day. Erika swept silently upstairs, to seek out the person she needed to give her report to-- Jazz Fenton. Jazz was one who liked organizing things, and so she often was the person to give reports like these to. She was a kind person, though a bit nosy and some thought of her as a know-it-all. Erika didn't mind her at all, but Erika usually felt that way about most.

After knocking on the door, Erika went in, stopping in front of Jazz to give her report. "I've got an easy report this time," she said, though her usual somber face made it seem otherwise.

"That's great!" Jazz said enthusiastically, "Well, for now anyway. Who knows what H.A.U.N.T's up to. It's been so quiet around here lately...." She actually looked a bit worried.

"I saw nothing suspicious," Erika chimed in with her wavering voice, "If they are planning something, it must be at their base I guess."

Jazz nodded and thanked Erika for her report. That was Erika's cue to float off for a break. She could go to her room in the Ghost Zone, but she thought that perhaps staying at the HQ for a while would be good for a change. She could mingle with the others and see how they were.

In one part of the place, she spotted a couple other members of Team Phantom talking with Jack Fenton. She floated herself over to them and gave a withering sort of smile, if it could be called a smile, as she saw one of them cause Jack to leap into the air and then fall to the ground.

"You might want to be careful," she said thoughtfully to him, "There are breakables in here." She eyed the portly size of Jack.
 
The mansion was soooo boring on days like these. Skulker, Technus, Vlad, and all the other 'higher-ups' were in the meeting room planning on what to do next in the battle against Team Phantom, and all the other common-folk were left here, trying to keep from tearing their hair out.

"Hmm... Maybe a little bit of mayhem in Amity Park would help relieve this boredom."

Zephyr contemplated as he drifted through the walls of the mansions, making his way towards the H.A.U.N.T. Portal. Now, ever since Technus had come up with "brilliant" plan of creating their own link to the human realm, they didn't have to depend on some idiot like Jack Fenton to accidentally open the portal in their house.

He came to the small room with the huge machine and began pushing several different colored buttons. It has taken almost a week, but Technus had successfully taught every H.A.U.N.T. member how to operate it. But even if you knew how to work it didn't guarantee you a trip to the other side.

Zephyr finished the input code and smacked the input button. He looked towards the giant device, but nothing was happening. Normally the two doors were supposed to slide away and reveal a huge, green-glowing aura. That was supposed to be the transporter. But there was nothing.

"Stupid machine!"

He screamed, banging down on the control panel with two fists. Blue electricity began to crackle around, but Zephyr didn't care. He could control that stuff for Pete's sake. He wanted to go to Amity Park!

[Hope that creating a new portal was okay... I didn't really see how H.A.U.N.T. members were going to get to the city through the Fenton's house.]
 
OOC: Crappy first post for the win!

IC: I sat calmly in my room, leaning in my unusually tall cloth backed computer hchai. I kept the chair low, but the back was at least high enough to support my head when I got into a gamer's high. Righht now I sat with a wireless Motion sensitive controller, playing a Star Wars Game, using the controller like a hilt, I was in the practice mode sparring against several oponents on the screen. "You sure don't act guilty for a murderer." "Shut it." I snapped back in the confines of my own mind, running the virutal blade through the pixelated enemy's throat. "I wasn't in mental control of myself. I should assume no guilt or responsibility for what happened then." "But you do." Was the maliciously amused reply. I growled, gripping the controller perhaps tighter than I should have, and cleaving right through one of the enemies attempts to block. I didn't want to think about it, but I knew eventually, someone would ask why a young guy like me was living here, and where my family was... "You split their heads open like melons with that stick of yours."
 
Trillion stood where she was stationed out of the doors of the meeting room, staring up at the tall doors that held her trapped- away from her Master and the Vice-Master. If she'd been programmed with emotions, then she would probably have eyes even bigger then her regular ones, brimming with tears of abandonment. But instead she stood before the door, eyes half closed in seeming boredom- but it was probably just a resting state. Patient, that she was, as she would probably stand before this door for weeks, should the meeting have taken such as long. She heard the loud scream from the portal room- the small crash that came after it was no doubt a H.A.U.N.T. member getting themselves in a flurry.

If one was watching her, they would probably wonder if she'd heard it, as she made no move. No twitch, no breath, no nothing. She stood stock-still, like a statue, and continued to stare at the door. This was her way of ignoring the other's, whom she regarded as low-lives who hadn't enough respect for Master. And definetely not Vice-Master, who was essentially the one who'd created her. But he instilled little fear in her when compared to Master, who instilled fear in both her and Vice-Master. Fear, one of the few emotions she could feel due to Master's sick mind, engulfed her whenever Master became displeased.

And so she went out of her way to keep Master from ever frowning before her. When she would wander about the corridors of the expansive mansion that was the H.A.U.N.T. headquarter's, she would see the other members. But she never acknowledged them, unless they were with Master or Vice-Master, and those ghosts were usually the higher ranked ghosts, who were often too frustrated with Trillion's personality to deal with her. There was one regular ghost that Trillion would dart a glance at, and that was Desiree. But never exchange words with. Words were a toil that were useless to the young girl.

Only silence was worth an effort.
 
Felix nodded to the apparition who had just floated into the room. "Glad to see that you're apparently alive- well, not alive persay, but not dead- but you are- oh you know what I mean! Grah!" He roared in frustration, baring his fangs, before realizing that in a human body the gesture wasn't at all intimidating- in fact, it looked rather amusing. "Sorry, I'm in a bad mood right now..." he began, before looking down at his clothing, his voice trailing off. "And my shirt's on backwards." he finished, reaching up to undo the buttons, then realizing that it was impossible to reach them with only his hands. "I could use some help here!" he groused, exasperated. This predicament was alll HAUNT's fault! If he ever, ever ran into one of their members, he made a mental vow to turn them into chopped liver and serve them to Jack with ham. That is, if they ever showed up. It had been so quiet lately, he was getting annoyed with the lack of action. "So, um, Erika was it?" he asked nonchalantly. "Any chance that I'll be able to get my incredibly graphic revenge on HAUNT soon?" Quickly, he leaped to the side to avoid another whack with the Discipline Enforcer. "And will you stop doing that!" he roared at Jack, who was brandishing the newspaper like a sword.

"Not until you stop describing your revenge plans! You are obviously obsessed." the ghost hunter screeched.

"Says the man with the ghost hunting fetish." Felix grumbled.

"What? It's not a fetish! It's a perfectly legal occupation!" Jack replied, gritting his teeth.

Felix shrugged. "Hey, whatever. At least I have a life outside this one." He turned to the blue-clothed apparition before Jack could protest. "Hey, want to come patrolling with me? I haven't seen any action for days, and I'm desperate to find something to work out my frustrations on."
 

Erika
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Wearing something that only remotely resembled a smile, Erika watched Felix struggle with himself, only to be reprimanded by an annoyed Jack Fenton. Erika's expression now looked somewhat apologetic as she spoke to Felix.

"I'm afraid it's pretty quiet out there right now," she said, speaking of his proposal to wander around on patrol, "I don't think we'll really come across anything... but I suppose you never can tell with H.A.U.N.T. involved."

She suddenly realized that she was avoiding the boy's actual question. Since she never really had many friendships or people to really talk to when she was younger, it was always akward talking to others now. She blinked slowly and bowed her head in a small apology. "I'm sorry," she said quietly, "I think what I am trying to say is that I would be happy to go patrolling with you, erm, Felix."
 
The ghost then walked out of the house. Cain was still wondering why he aplogised. So to get a little air back into his system Cain started to walk throught the fenton house a little. Since it was quite large this took him a while. There were ghosts walking about on the top floors. But on the bottom floors there were mainly just a few human ghost hybrids. So Cain decided to go down to the basement where most of the action had to occur.

Cain started to walk down the basement stairs. Once he got down to the basement he found that a few people were there to see Danny and Danni train. Cain decided to view what they were doing
 
Zephyr punched a few more buttons after the blaring noise from the mechanism began to die away. He took a quickly glance and smiled. The Portal seemed to be working. A faint whirring sound was emitted as the locks and bolts of the doors began to undo themselves.

A clinking sound resounded as the last chain slid away, and the doors shuddered, slowly opening themselves. A green aura appeared, gradually widening as the doors slid away, revealing what was inside.

"Ah... glorious."

Zephyr stated as he floated forward, staring into the endless green screen. He looked behind out into the hall to make sure no one was coming. He didn't hear anything, so he shifted his attention back to the transporter.

"Here goes nothing."

He closed his eyes and leaped forward. His body vanished into the green, and it flashed brilliantly for a moment as his body began to teleport. Once it was finished, the light died away and the doors slammed shut.
 
"Eh, perfect! And if we don't run into HAUNT, we could always bring back something to eat- well, for those of us who do." Felix replied, rubbing his hands together in malicious glee. "If I do find HAUNT though, first I'll peel off that tin can Skulker calls armor, then I'll slowly extend my claws, and-" Felix performed a backflip that landed him directly on top of the refrigerator in order to dodge the latest blow Jack had aimed at him. "And I'll beat you over the head with a milk carton if you hit me again!" he screamed.

"What was that about beating Mr. Fenton over the head with a milk carton again?" a female voice asked. Felix turned to see a girl dressed to the nines in black carrying a very big gun, which was pointed directly at his head. "Hmm?" she asked, staring at him skeptically.

"Um... hi, Sam.... nice Fenton Foamer you got there..." Felix began as he edged towards the door. "Uh, listen, I'm off to patrol the Casper High area, and I'm taking the Fenton Fisher with me. That OK? Great, bye!" Without giving anyone a chance to answer him, Felix pulled his shirt off, reversed it, and forced it back on before grabbing a nearby gadget that resembled the handle of a fishing pole. Turning to Erika, he muttered "Let's go before Jack realizes that I just took his fusher!" and dashed out the open door so quickly that he forgot to disarm the ghost shield. With a "oomph!" he rebounded, launching backwards into the room. "Ow..."
 
Viz left Cain and walked out of the Fentons' house. She took in the sun and all the people walking around and driving. It had been such a long time ago that she was actually able to get out and mingle with real people, you know, the ones who were alive. She liked people, no matter what they did to her, she was always able to understand them why they did the things they did, but she never blamed them.

She walked down the streets toward the mall, her favorite thing to do! She smiled at everyone she walked by and even couple smiled back at her. It had been so peaceful lately, nothing really exciteing happening. Viz sighed and walked into her favorite store in the mall. She didn't really need clothes, being a ghost, but she enjoyed it, gave her something to do while it was quiet.

After she'd done all the shopping she wanted, she headed back to the Fentons' house. 'This is about the time Danny and Danni like to train. That's always fun!' She took out her PDA and surfed the internet while she walked to the house.

As she entered, she saw a ghost and a halfa talking with Jack Fenton. She avoided them, not wanting to talk with Jack. Out of all the people of Team Phantom, he was the most annoying and the only one to be able to get her mad. She set her bags of clothes on the floor in the living room and headed for the basedment she could already tell people were down there watching. She took her sun glasses off, now that she didn't need them, and watched the amusing training session between Danny and Danni.
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Sorry for the crappy post!
 
OOC: From this point on, Bijou is in charge of the operations of H.A.U.N.T, since I don't have the time to type out parts for both sides. X.x; Oh, and the plot will be going forwards soon, I just need to work something out.

IC: "Who's a stupid kitty? That's right, you are!" Ashe said in a manor that one would consider the stereotypical way to talk to a pet. After deciding that training may take her mind off of her current worries. Of course, on her way down, she witnessed the spectacle involving Felix, and couldn't help but to comment. "Honestly, look before you leap, and you won't seem so stupid later." Of course, Ashe's belief that she is almost 'perfect' didn't exact help fuel positive comments in regards to others. In an attempt to escape before she got in trouble, she scurried down the nearby staircase to the basement.

Danny and Dani were training; no big surprise. It seemed to be basically all they had been doing since Ashe had joined Team Phantom the week before. Danny and Dani hadn't changed much over the years. If anything, the two had become much closer, and much better fighters. Danny had shaped up to be a half-decent, 17 year old leader, while Dani had become an attractive 15 year old girl, although her powers were still significantly lesser than Danny's. When the duo become locked in a struggle between two beams of ghostly green, Ashe became bored and made her way over to the lounge-like area. It was a rectangular shaped add-on of the basement, and featured a cafeteria run by the Lunch Lady ghost and there was a section of couches and chairs. The walls were decorated with regular white paint, and the floor consisted of white tiles. It was apparent that Ashe had discarded the thought of training as she grabbed an apple from the counter, and fell onto her back on a black leather couch by the entrance. She just stared up at the ceiling, before raising her hand with the apple in it, changing the angle constantly so that she could get a good look at it. "Even an apple has its place..." she mumbled quietly.
 
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Erika
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Erika blinked at Felix as he began to gather things for their excursion. He certainly was quite hyper. Erika wondered if he really was that serious about revenge. She didn't really like fighting, but Felix wanted to fight. Revenge was a feeling she had never really felt before, so such a concept was foreign to her.

"W-wait!" she called as he headed toward the door, "The Ghost Shield is--!"

Too late; he had already hit it. Erika glided over quickly to him, looking a bit concerned. "Are you alright?" she asked him kindly. Ashe began to taunt Felix a bit, talking to him as if he were a pet of hers. Erika frowned a little at her as she left and turned back to Felix.

"She can be a bit unkind sometimes, can't she?" she said to the boy.
 
"Unkind is putting it mildly. If we weren't on the same side, and if she weren't a girl, I swear I would punch her face in." Felix growled, pulling himself to his feet. "Now, let's see... the combination is 25L.... 32R... 1L.... done!" he said as he twiddled the dial of his "House Key". Immediately, the ghost shield shut down, and Felix stepped through. "Well, are you coming?" he asked, tapping his foot on the ground impatiently, just as a black-and-white outfitted seventeen-year old shot through the wall of the house in intangible form and skidded to the ground. "Dani?" he guessed, helping the youth upright. With barely a nod to acknowledge Felix's question, the so called "Phantom" shot downstairs again. "He's even more annoying when you're on his side." Felix grumbled.
 
Trillion blinked once, and it was revealed that the girl was indeed alive. Why did the young, silent, unmoving statue-of-a-girl blink? Well, that was no mystery, as her dearest Master's voice was heard over the PA System that ran throughout the entire mansion. She listened, her ears peeled for every little detail- and there weren't that many, and it wasn't enough of Master's voice for Trillion. She floated up to the speaker, and right next to the voice, it was blaring loud, but it affected Trillion for naught- she was immersed in the directions and instructions that Master was speaking, in his refined drawl that always had a long-suffering waver behind it's confident and powerful tone.

"It has been decided that there will be an attack on Amity Park by all H.A.U.N.T. members. Chaos as per your usual assignments, rounding up healthy humans to test on, and for good god's sake, somebody get me an ectoplasmic reactor. This applies to everyone- Except-the-box-ghost." Master added with an edge of disgust and precaution towards the resident janitor, "The attack will be issued…" There was a pause for drama, and Trillion leaned in about to fall right through the mechanics of the speaker, "Now."

Trillion sped off to the portal room as fast as a ghost can go, spinning and staring toward the direction in which her destination resided, hearing halfway there, "But! I am the BOX ghost!! BOXES are waiting for me!" but she took no heed, merely sped off even faster. She screeched to a halt in front of the portal, and stared down at the mutilated device, and she reached towards it, ripping off the top and messing with the mechanism underneath to open the portal. Vice-Master would be awfully annoyed that yet another control panel was destroyed by the naturally short-tempered ghosts that resided in H.A.U.N.T., but Trillion couldn't think of that now. Master's orders came before Vice-Master's. Now had already passed long ago, and Trillion was failing with each passing second.

Besides, the one who usually destroyed the control panel's was Skulker, who's thick clumsy fingers often crushed the control panel with a single push of a button. And it wasn't as if Skulker never ripped off the top in frustration. If anyone got blamed, it'd be him.

Desiree flew into the room, laughing in her low seductive way and Trillion stared as she disappeared through the portal. Before Trillion was cut in line again, she walked through the green swirl, opening her eyes to see that she was sitting on a rickety bench in an equally rickety park.
 
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