I do not own Danny Phantom, only my spin on this ordeal. Also, feel free to request emotions you want to meet! I have a lot planned, but I would love to add some more.

A ghost being thrown through a school building would probably be a cause of alarm in any town besides my own. In my town, people simply move to a safe distance and begin to watch the fight that is sure to come. As I find myself being thrown through a wall, I simply hear a groan of discontentment from the teacher who's room I just entered. And, as I stand, I already hear the students' excited chatter. Glancing over my shoulder, I offer a small wave to my audience before phasing out of the school to resume my fight.

That's another thing that's probably strange about my little town. You see, ghost fights happen daily here, and I'm all that's capable of protecting this little town. Sure, we have the Fentons, who are professional ghost hunters, but they tend to attack and destroy every ghost they see. Well, they try to at least. The sad truth of the matter is that they simply are bad hunters that are blinded by their incorrect research and years of prejudice. We also have the Guys in White, but I'd prefer to not mention those crazies. Basically, the GIW are prejudice against ghosts. Unfortunately, their hatred combines with their insanity, making them rather ruthless. Sadly, they only have two goals. They want to experiment and destroy ghosts in the cruelest ways possible, and I pity the ghosts they capture. No ghost ever return the same after being captured by the GIW. But, that's where I come in.

See, my name is Danny Phantom. I'm the town's superhero or the town's biggest menace depending on who you ask. I fight the ghosts that attack our town, but I also release ghosts from captivity. I wouldn't even let my worst enemy suffer at the hands of the Fentons or the GIW. But, there's just one thing strange about my career as a superhero. I'm a ghost, at least to a certain extent. I'm actually a half-ghost half-human teen, and the son of the town's resident ghost hunters. Half of me is known as Danny Fenton, while the other half is known as Danny Phantom. And, while the townspeople don't always think I'm doing the right thing, I keep fighting and protecting the town. While I may receive ridicule for it, I continue to fight, like I currently am.

As I return to the fight, that is currently taking place next to the only high school in the entire town, I groan. In the distance, I can see the Fenton RV barreling towards the school, so I need to finish this fight quickly. Speaking of which, where did the ghost I was fighting go? How could I lose sight of a giant metal ghost that is determined to have my pelt because I'm apparently just so special? I mean, really! Am I really that unobservant?

The whirling of a rocket launcher is the only hint I have about his whereabouts, and I spin around to see Skulker, who is a ghost that inhabits a giant, metal suit. He hunts rare species, and being a halfa is apparently rare enough to gain the ghost's attention. Anyway, Skulker aims his weapon at the school, grinning deviously. Of course, he threatens to hurt the innocent instead of fighting me fairly. Skulker grins sadistically and taunts. "Whelp, why don't you just give up? I really love the thrill of the hunt, but I do believe this hunt has gone on long enough."

Grinning, I begin to slowly make my way in between Skulker and the school. "Aww, Skulky. Did you get tired of chasing me? Or did you finally realize I'm out of your league?" I tease, smirking when I see Skulker shiver in disgust. Quickly, I shot a Ghost Ray at Skulker, succeeding in knocking the rocket launcher out of his hand. But, I need to move fast before he pulls out one of his other weapons. Quickly, I pull out my Fenton Thermos, which is a ghost containment device. As I open the thermos, however, Skulker pulls out a new weapon. Shockingly, Skulker fires without aiming. Unsurprisingly, it misses by a long shot, which only makes me grin. Laughing, I quickly suck the ghost into the thermos and quickly replace the lid, thus trapping him inside.

That's when my luck runs out. Apparently, his shot didn't miss. No, it apparently locked onto me. While I was dealing with Skulker, the weapon spun around and hit me from behind. Sadly, I was blissfully unaware of the impending collision until it's too late to dodge. As I put away my thermos, the rocket hits me from behind, Instantly, the rocket explodes and a strange red goo covers me from head to toe. Shivering, I try to phase out of the gunk, but it won't come off. My skin is already tingling, and the effect just worsens the longer it touches me. Frantically, I try and wipe off all the goo, but it isn't working. Even worse, the goo rapidly absorbs into my skin, causing a strange combination of numbness and heat to travel throughout my body. Within moments, all the goo soaks into my skin. Unfortunately, I don't have time to worry about that now. The Fenton's just arrived, so I need to make a tactical retreat.

Soon, I find myself in a janitor closet within the high school. Now, this is a strange place for a ghost to go, but I'm not a normal ghost now am I? Of course, my existence is the strangest fact about Amity Park. But, only my two best friends know that I'm also Danny Phantom. Well my sister figured it out as well, so I guess she knows too. So, three people know my secret. Wait, I guess I should probably include the other halfa, the term used for us strange half-human half-ghost creatures, in the list as well. Vlad Masters, or Vlad Plasmius, is the mayor of Amity Park and one of the more frequent villains that attack Amity Park. Why would the mayor attack the town? Well, he's just one crazy fruitloop, that's why. Anyway, this janitor's closet is one of the places I change between my human and ghost forms. After all, I couldn't just change in the middle of my classroom! Anyway, I need to get back to class. I may have just ran out in the middle of class when Skulker showed up. The teacher wouldn't let me leave! What else could I do? I couldn't just reveal that I'm Phantom, now could I?

Sighing, I change back into my human form only to discover that I instantly revert to my ghost form. Blinking, I try again and receive the same result. After a few more tries all I get is a headache as the result. Thus, I give up trying to change forms for the moment at least. Something is screwing up my powers, and I really need some backup to help. My parents have their stupid ghost tracker, and it is likely leading them strait to me. They could burst through the door at any moment! Groaning, I pull out my phone and quickly message my friends and sister. "I can't change back!" I quickly type and send, the entire time hoping they arrive before my parents. After all, my parents don't exactly like Phantom.

Moments later, Sam and Tucker, my friends, burst into the Janitor's closet. Jazz, my older sister, enters a few moments later, a panicked look on her face. "Danny! Mom and dad are coming this way. They know you're in here. You have to change back or get out of here!" Jazz exclaims as she glances over her shoulder nervously.

"Okay, I'll get out of here. Did the GIW show?" I ask with a shiver. Hopefully, I only need to deal with my parents. Their easy to fool and escape from, but the GIW are harder to evade. "I really don't want captured by those guys, it would spell certain doom for both Danny Phantom and Danny Fenton." I mumble as I nervously chew on my lip.

Tucker responds. "They did, but Vlad told them to leave it to the Fenton's for some reason. Whatever he's planning can't be good though. But, you don't have anything to worry about! Your parents won't catch you." Tucker chuckles, knowing the likelihood of the Fentons capturing me is practically nonexistent. Sam instantly smacks Tucker upside the head, muttering about Bad Luck Tuck. Whenever Tucker says something like that, he almost always jinxes it. Sadly, that doesn't bode well for me.

"You jinxed it, Tuck," I say as I walk towards the door. After checking on my parents' progress, I plan to quickly leave the school. Then, I'll keep running until I can change back into my human form. Yeah. That's definitely a good plan! Swinging open the door, I only manage to stick my head out the door before something is shoved into my face. Slowly, my eyes focus on the object that was so rudely shoved into my face. I pale when I come face-to-face with my parents and the gun my mother holds to my face. Both of my parents are loaded with multiple ghost hunting weapons, and the sight is enough to make my blood, err ectoplasm, freeze. Instinctively, I jump back from the weapon.

"Oh crud." I mutter before putting my hands up in surrender. "I wasn't doing anything!" I explain while I back away from my parents until my back hits the back wall. I grin slightly, which only causes my parents to scowl.

"You get the hostages, Jack. I'll get the ghost kid." My mother says while aiming. Maddie fires, and I try to put up a shield. Strangely, my power flickers once before dying. Cursing under my breath, I jump away and just barely dodge the attack. I share a glance with the other members of Team Phantom, and each face is clouded with worry. But, I should still be alright. I mean, I even have a worst-case scenario escape plan in case things go south. If need be, I can use that and still get out of here.

"I'll just be going." I say nervously before trying to turn invisible and intangible. Once again, my powers flicker and die, effectively leaving me trapped. "Aww come on! What happened to my powers?" I yell, stomping my foot in frustration. The action makes both Jack and Maddie point their weapons at me, their face's grim. Thinking quickly, I turn to Jazz and give her a subtle nod. I purposefully ignoring the grin on Tucker's face. Of course, Tucker thinks me having to use the worst-case scenario escape plan is hilarious. Months ago, we planned that if somehow my parents or the GIW managed to corner me, Jazz would 'capture' me in her own Fenton Thermos. Logically, I hate the plan because I hate being in that tiny thing. But, I'm running out of ways to escape, and I'd much rather be in a thermos for a few minutes than be a test subject for who knows how long.

Jazz reaches into her backpack and pulls out her thermos. But, my mother notices the movement and decides to copy Jazz's actions. I soon feel myself being pulled towards my mother, and I look around desperately for an escape route. Sadly, there is none I can use. The constant tug of the thermos is inescapable, unless I hurt my parents, and I refuse to harm them. Before I'm trapped, I hear three voice yell. I know it's my friends, but I also know they won't be able to free me for a while.

And, I blame Skulker. I bet it was his stupid goo that short-circuited my powers. That's the only thing that could reasonable explain what happened. Groaning, I try to shift around in the small tube, but I only succeed in making myself more uncomfortable. "Well, I guess I'm stuck in here. No wonder every ghost hates this thing! Even I hate it and I use it like all the time." I mutter aloud before groaning. If I could, I would face-palm. "Great, now I'm talking to myself too. Jazz would have a field day with this. She must never know."

It must have been hours later when I'm released. Blinking, I put a hand up to shield my eyes from the sudden blinding light. Squinting against the light, I see I'm trapped in what appears to be a glass box. Glancing around, I see that nothing else is within the box. Instantly, I try to phase out, and grin when I feel my powers working again. That's good news at least. However, the grin quickly vanishes when the box shocks me, causing me to jump and pout. Great, I can't get out, and attempting to shocks me. "At least the Box Ghost isn't here," I mumble glumly. "He'd have a field day with this box."

Looking around, I'm shocked to see I'm not in my parents' lab. I suddenly pale as I realize I'm in City Hall of all places, and I have an audience. Before me is practically the entire town, maybe one or two people are absent. It wouldn't surprise me if I was the only person who isn't attending, ironically enough. Everyone is staring at me, and I suddenly feel like I'm nothing more than a zoo animal to them. It seems that when things are trapped, no matter how ferocious it is, the fear simply vanishes. Sadly, people love to watch the poor, trapped creatures. Now, I understand what Sam means. Locking a creature up for human's entertainment is just cruel! Or at least is it when that creature is me!

After staring at the crowd for a while, I finally locate Jazz, Sam, and Tucker. All of whom look worried. After I find them, I glance out the sides of my trap. On one side is my parents and what appears to be the controls to the contraction I'm trapped within. On the other, stands Vlad Masters, who gives me his best attempt at an innocent face, though I can see through his oh so innocent look. Below that mask is a villain who's grinning sadistically at my predicament. "People of Amity," Vlad suddenly says, and the town falls silent. Great, he totally planned all of this and I'm trapped inside the box while he's about to do who knows what.

Vlad continues his speech, his eyes sparkling with mischief the entire time. "Before you is Danny Phantom. Now, I know that many of you consider him a hero, and I know that many believe he is a villain. Sadly, we could never accurately draw our own conclusion based on his actions, and we cannot trust Phantom to tell us the truth. And, no matter our beliefs, Phantom is a powerful ghost. If he so desired, he could level Amity in moments! That is why I enlisted Mr. and Mrs. Fenton to devise a way to discover the truth." Without another word, Vlad steps aside and my mother walks up and takes his place at the podium.

"Ghosts are simple creatures," She explains confidently. "Their minds are not complex and they are fueled by their obsession. The obsession determines how a ghost will act. While every ghost fulfills their obsession in different ways, the main element is all that matters. While the ghost's method can change, the obsession itself cannot." Maddie takes a break, glancing at her husband. Jack smiles, and Maddie smiles back before readdressing the crowd. "But," Maddie continues. "By examining the ghost's simple mind, we can discover the truth of Phantom's obsession and even his weaknesses, at least in theory. We can use the experience to also advance the understanding of a ghost's mind, since this will prove beyond a doubt that ghosts are naturally evil. They do not care about the method or means, they only care about the goal. Therefore, they will hurt or do anything to anyone to get what they desire." Pausing in her speech, my mother signals my father to step forward. Walking up to my mother, my father hands her a device that looks somewhat like a bike helmet with a lot of wires sticking out of it. A few sparks even emerge from the wires, though my parents don't seem to notice them.

My father begins to talk as my mother retrieves more helmets. "This is the Fenton Mind Reader. Instead of simply reading someone's mind, this allows the wearers to enter the subjects mind!" Shocked and appalled gasps sound throughout the room. Apparently the townspeople do not like the idea of somebody entering their minds, though my dad misunderstand. Excitantly, he barely manages to contain himself. " I know! This baby is so cool! We can easily figure out the ghost's evil plans and then discover how best to destroy it! My wife and I tested it on some of the low-level animal ghosts already and it works! Basically, your conscience takes on a solid shape, and it is then transported within the host's brain. Then, you can explore the inside of the host's mind for as long as you desire."

"Within a ghost's mind," My mother continues. "we found personified emotions, so to speak. This appears to prove ghosts have emotions, but do not be fooled. The only emotions we encountered are basic, and thereby should just be considered more instinct than emotion. One represented sadness. Another represented memory. Then, there was one for rage, and even one that acted as a guide of sorts. Lastly, one represented the obsession. We believe the same will be true for Phantom."

"Now taking everyone inside Phantom's mind is just asking for trouble. That's why we have altered most the helmets. While my wife and my helmets will take us into Phantom's head, the others only allow the wearer to watch the people who are inside the host's mind. In other words, you will be able to see everything those inside the mind see. It's just like TV! But only you get to watch us instead of some celebrity! Only myself and Maddie while be exploring its mind, but the rest of you are free to watch. If you want, we can go ahead and do this now Vlad." Dad says with a grin, much to the annoyance of Vlad.

While my parents were talking, I simply spun around inside the box. What else am I suppose to do? Besides, floating and spinning, even while trapped inside a box is a lot of fun! My more childish actions got some surprised glances from many in the crowd, but I don't care. I should probably be scared, but really, I'm just bored and a little aggravated. Why do they even want to go inside of my mind? Besides, it's a violation of my privacy! They could discover my secret or my memories of Dan! Wait, aren't minors like protected? And aren't physicists suppose to keep your mind matters private? "Hey!" I yell, startling many present in the crowd. All eyes are on me in an instant, and I suddenly flush green as I stop spinning. Unfortunately, I was upside down, so I quickly right myself. Some of the humans chuckle, which only causes my blush to worsen. "Do I get a say in this? I'd prefer to know who is gonna be walking around and leaving dirty footprints in my mind. No, actually, I don't want anyone walking around in my mind! It's a violation of my privacy! Besides, I'm a minor and minors are like protected, right? That what my mom always says," I say as I cross my arms and pout.

"Of course, you don't get a say, spook. Besides, you have no rights, so we aren't violating your privacy." My mother snarls, fingering the ectoweapon's trigger on her hip. I guess I stand corrected about what you always say mom. Thanks a lot. The first time I speak, and she's already ready to blast my head off. I really don't want to risk getting shot or something, so I simply sigh while raising my hands in the classic I surrender pose. My actions cause many of the townspeople to blink in surprise. Why do they seem so surprised? Have I not saved you all time and time again? I guess by not acting aggressively to a threat is super surprising for a being that apparently can't feel. After a moment of glaring at me, my mother turns to Vlad with a questioning look.

Vlad steps forward and addresses the town once again. "Since it is still early, I believe we should do this today. If you wish to watch, please stay. If not, then please leave." As expected, nobody leaves and the helmets are quickly passed out. Only a small portion of the helmets are sparking, and my classmates seem to get those helmets. Hmm. Weird. Soon, restraints materialize within my cage. Almost instantly, the new restraints latch onto my arms and legs, effectively trapping me, since the restraints are ghost proof. Once I'm restrained, the roof of my box slides over to allow a helmet to be placed on my head. Of course, Vlad offers to do it, and sadly my parents agree. Vlad happily stalks over and places the helmet on my head. He quietly hisses. "Have fun, little badger. Your parents aren't going to end up inside that brain of yours alone. Oh no, your entire class and Mr. Lancer will as well. Got to have some fun after all. Oh, do try to keep our secrets a secret. I would hate to have to harm or even kill everyone here." Without another word, Vlad walks away smirking, completely unaffected by my glare.

Great, just great. Not only is Vlad a fruitloop, but he is just had to be demented fruitloop as well. Vlad and my parents put on their helmets before sitting in three chairs that were located next to my cage. Once everyone has their helmet on, my mother pulls out a remote and presses one of the buttons on it. I watch as my classmates, Mr. Lancer, and my parents all go limp in their chairs. Seconds later, the remaining humans go limp as well. During this, my vision blurs before slowly turning black. I just hope my mind's personified emotions or whatever are smart enough to keep everyone from figuring out who I really am.