Hey guys. So here's the sequel to Avengers Ghostly Helper.

When I was writing the last Chapter of the above story, I thought about making it into a series and such. So here goes. My attempt at a KP/DP crossover. Wish me luck.

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You know, when I said that I can do anything, I didnt mean it literally. I mean, yeah, I'm Kimberly Anne, Kim or K.P to my friends, Possible, super spy extraordinaire and nemesis to some of the most evil and pathetic guys on the planet, but come on, I'm only human. I didn't even mean that I could fight ghosts. So when I was approached by a ghostly teenage hero who was roughly my age and asked to help them with a problem, well, let's just say that it got me in a bit of trouble. Little did me or my best friend's Ron and Monique know, this would turn into the weirdest adventure/mission we would go on. With me so far? No? Well, let's go back to when I was at school two months ago when I was sitched by a fellow hero to help out in his town. Little did I know this ghost was also an Avenger?

Or maybe I should go back to the beginning, when the Avengers came into the public eye, nearly six months ago. That was when I fought the world's worst villain, Dr. Drakken.

SIX MONTHS AGO

Kim ran down the hallway, racing Shego as the lair they were in threatened to blow, for the umpteenth time. Drakken, in all his brilliance and stupidity, had decided to try and take over the world yet again. And once again, it had led to Kim Possible and her faithful best friend Ron Stoppable stepping in, fighting, exchanging witty banter and insults, getting caught and Drakken shouting his plans to the heavens as Kim escaped and tried to turn off the machine and Shego to block and start the fight that always went unnoticed by the blue skinned man as he gloated and turned the other way. All-in-all, a day's work for Kim and Ron as they made it outside with Ron right on her heels as the lair blew up. Flinging themselves to the ground, they just managed to avoid the blast and the fireball that erupted.

Looking up as the fireball died down to a raging fire, she saw that Ron was looking behind them and smirking. Looking behind them, she groaned and got to her feet, brushing herself off and wandering to the fire's edge.

"Every time, we fight those two. Every time!" she moaned, Ron coming up behind her and resting his hand on her shoulder as he said, "It's not like we were caught in it. We made it out alive and that's what counts, K.P."

"I know, Ron, but Dr. Director had told us to at least try and keep the lair intact this time." Kim said, looking at her best friend and partner as he looked guilty and bit his lip, answering, "And the next time we will. Next time, try not to be so destructive in the fighting part of meeting Shego and Drakken."

Laughing, Kim rolled her eyes and spotted something amongst the debris, something that looked unfamiliar as she knelt and picked it up, taking care to hold it loosely as it was still hot. Bringing it up to eye level, she turned it over and saw to her shock and wonder, the emblem of an agency. And it wasn't G.J.'s emblem either. It was a circle with a split black eagle with a white background. The writing said something like, 'L…g…cs Di…v…on'. The rest was covered in soot and ash from the blast and the metal was covered in holes.

"Ron, have you seen this emblem before?" she asked her friends as he kneeled and looked at the metal plate and shook his head negatively and said, "No, I haven't, KP. But I think that GJ might know what it is. We can always ask them and Dr. Director."

"And how are we going to explain the fact that we found it on the ground after Drakken's lair had blown up in our faces?" she retorted, looking at the ruins and seeing that the fire was raging through the lab still. Getting to her feet, she pulled out the communications device that had been given to her by the Global Justice agency and called for a ride, getting a response soon after. Looking at the piece of metal, she pocketed it after it had cooled somewhat down, she would get Wade to look it over and scan it. If anyone knew what agency it belonged it, it would be Wade, the youngest genius he knew except the tweebs.

"Are you sure you want to be doing that, KP? GJ will be going through our clothes when we get back." Ron said, seeing her do this and biting his lip in anxiety as she answered, "If they know what the symbol is, then they wouldn't dare."

"And how can we be so sure?" Ron shouted as jet engines roared above them betraying the arrival of their ride back to Global Justice's Headquarters. Boarding the jet plane, Kim and Ron were surprised to see that the Director herself was sat in a seat facing them, eye staring as she gave a half-smile and motioned for them to sit down with her.

"I take it that the mission was a success?" she said, missing the greeting as the jet lifted off and soared away from the site. Looking at each other, Kim and Rom nodded and bit their lips, waiting for the explosion that would surely happen anytime soon. It didn't happen as Dr. Director sighed and leaned her head back on the chair, saying, "I guess it's useless to ask what happened to Drakken's lair then. I could see the explosion from the sky as we circled in for landing."

"Dr. are you ok? You seem stressed about something." Kim said, noticing the stress lines on the Directors face as she answered, "It's New York. As we speak, there is a battle going on there, and we can't figure out what it is for. A rival agency is involved as there are operatives on the front line and some kind of flying being is coming through a rip in the sky. It seems that Ironman and the Hulk are involved. We have tried to establish contact with the agency involved but because of the rivalry between myself and their Director, I cannot get a hold of him. He seems to be busy whenever I try. And to be frank, it's quite annoying."

"Dr., I don't mean to pry, but who are you talking about?" Ron asked, looking at the woman who had recruited them into the agency they worked freelance for. Looking at him as he shrugged a shoulder and said, "What? I just want to know."

"I know you do, Ron Stoppable, but it's for the best that you don't know the exact agency and they are very powerful. Even more powerful than Global Justice."

"And there's nothing that we can do to help?" Kim asked, crossing her arms and looking out of the window as they passed over the Mediterranean Sea and then Spain as Dr. Director shook her head and sighed, saying, "Not unless you can tell me who the figure flying about as a black and white blur is."

Looking at Ron, she shook her head and scrunched up her eyebrows as Ron did the same as Betty Director said, "By the sounds of things, it sounds like it might have something to do with the happenings in Stuttgart nearly two months ago. The same agency had been there and that's when the Ironman was last seen until now. That's also when the figure was seen outside of wherever they were before now."

"Sorry, Dr. Director. We don't know anyone who can fly." Ron said, looking down and shuffling his feet in his seat, almost like he knew who the figure was. Dr. Director didn't get to ask them any questions regarding their mission as they had both fallen asleep soon after. Smiling, she stood and went to the cockpit and asked the pilot, "How long till our destination?"

"Some nine hours yet, Madam Director." The pilot answered, flicking a switch and putting his hand back on the joystick again. Dr. Director nodded and said, "I'm going to try him again. Don't wake Kim and Ron until we are near Middleton Airport."

The Pilot nodded as she went out of the cockpit and went into the adjacent room, thinking of trying the Director again. Hopefully, he would be able to give her some insight on what was happening in New York at that moment.

'If we can get over our differences.' She thought as she turned on the viewing screen to the agency. She got through, but was immediately faced by the second-in-command who icily asked, "What do you want now?"

"Hello to you too, Agent." She replied, in the same tone, "I was wondering if I could talk with him, or is that too much for someone as low as me to ask?"

The agent in the screen narrowed her eyes and she seemed to move shiftily, looking to one side and said, "He's busy right now. Call back later." And with that the call was ended, leaving a pissed off Dr. Director as she stared at the screen.

"Of all the low things to do." She said, seething and stormed out of the conference room as Kim stirred and opened her eyes a crack and looked at the Director wearily and sat up, asking, "Did you get through to them?"

Looking at the teenage girl in the seat, Dr. Director sighed and said, "Yes, but I didn't get very far. They're very busy, apparently."

"So, now you need our help again?" Kim asked, stretching her tired muscles and yawning as the woman shook her head and said, "No. You two cannot keep on working like you are. You'll burn out. And I don't want that to happen to our best freelance agents."

"And now we're freelance. Not every day we hear that, Dr. Director." Kim said as she smiled and looked out of the window, "So what do we do now? I mean, there's a war going on in New York. Do we join it and help or do we stand by and let this agency take care of it on their own?"

"They can take care of themselves, Kimberly." Came the answer, "I must warn you not to trust anyone new to Middleton or your neighborhoods. And report anything going on near yours and Ron's house"

"Got'cha covered, Director." Kim said, looking at Ron as he slept and sucked his thumb, Rufus, the naked mole rat they had, stirring in the pocket where he lived. 'Just how bad is this agency and its agents?' she thought as she drifted off back to sleep.

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With a thump and a squeal of tires, the jet holding two teenage freelance crime fighters and the Director of Global Justice landed in Middleton Airport. With a gentle pat on the shoulders and a handshake, Kim Possible and Ron Stoppable stepped out of the jet and into the sunny city that they called home as the jet took off again. Walking across the yard and out into the yard, Kim turned to her friend and said, "On the plane, you looked like you were holding something back when the Dr. Director asked who that blur was."

"That's cos I do know him, KP. His name is Danny Phantom and he's the hero of my Aunt and Uncle's town, Amity Park. When a ghost saves your life and then beats up the one who threatened you, you kinda feel grateful to him. Phantom saved me when I was in the middle of a fight scene, looking for Danny, who'd disappeared on me, the last time I was in Amity. How he knew my name, I'll never know though, cos he shouted when a missile was headed my way. Besides, he's not that bad as everyone says he is. Amity's like a second home to me. I come here whenever there's no missions in summer vacation. It doesn't help that Uncle Jack and Aunt Maddie keep going on about ghosts and how evil they are, especially Phantom." Ron told her as they arrived at their car and got in, Kim starting the engine and pulling out and into the traffic, saying, "I really don't know him, Ron. I've never met your family outside of Middleton."

"You remember four years ago? I had family visiting then. A big guy in an orange jumpsuit was chasing me around the garden with some kind of Bazooka in his hands and screaming something about ghosts overshadowing me or something to that degree. Eventually I was saved by Jazz, my eldest cousin, who came out of the house and grabbed hold of the Bazooka out of my uncles hands as he ran by and had given it to Danny who looked about ten at the time, but was really our age, who took it back inside and came out and caught me as I passed him." Kim nodded, remembering how, after that fiasco, they went inside and after they had gone, Ron had come over and seen her as she wondered what the flick had happened. He had looked a little freaked out as Rufus emerged from his pocket and onto his shoulder.

"The both of us had been around twelve years old back then." She said, looking to the side and beeping her horn at an inconsiderate person who had pulled out in front of them. Leaning back, she sighed and added, "To be honest, you had looked freaked out by your uncle when he had gone."

"Yeah, Uncle Jack will do that to me every time. I've still gotta introduce you to them. I think you'd actually like Jazz and Danny's the same age as us." Ron said, leaning his head on the headrest and closing his eyes, looking asleep as Kim slapped him on the knee and woke him up again and saying, "We are home now, Ron. You can rest up in your house."

"Actually, I can't. I'm going to Amity to visit them. Danny should return while we're there. He's gone with Phantom. Both of them have been gone for two months now and Aunt Maddie invited us to go over for when he came back home. We leave in a week." Ron confessed, "I wasn't even meant to be on this mission but we got roped in. I told mom and dad that we go when we're needed and we're always on call through the site or the GJ."

"And how long does it take to get to your Aunt and Uncle's?"

"They live in Illinois, KP. That's going on nineteen hours. And that's to Amity Park." Ron shouted, throwing his arms up and looking at his best friend since pre-k and slumping as they pulled onto their street and parked in Kim's driveway and got out and looking at their respective houses and parting ways for the moment.

"I'll see you at Bueno Nacho then, Ron." Kim said, as he looked back at her and nodded, running to his house and going inside. Turning back to her home, Kim took a deep breath and opened the door and found her family watching the news. Looking at the television she saw that they had the news on and there was indeed something going on in New York and that it was live.

"Mom, Dad. What's happening?" she asked, putting her backpack on the table and wandering over to the living room and sitting down as her mother looked over and smiled and said, "It's been going on all morning, Kimmie. There's some people fighting some kind of alien and trying to get them under control and send them back through a hole in the sky. We got it recording as well so you can watch it all. We know how you like to keep up with the news."

"Thanks mom." Kim said, standing and stretching and wandering up the stairs as her Kimmunicator went off and groaned. Going into her room, she dug out the communications device and switched to see Wade looking at her and looking grim as he said, "I have been trying to get ahold of you, Kim. Where were you?"

"Dealing with Drakken with the GJ, Wade. What's the sitch?" she asked, dropping onto her bed and looking at the small screen as the boy clacked away at a keyboard and said, "No hits on the site since two days ago, Kim. And the usual bad guys are laying low."

"Except for Drakken. He doesn't know when to quit." Kim said, wincing at the sharp spike that ran up her arm, "And Shego wasn't exactly gentle either. I might have to get my arm checked out. And not to mention we found some kind of emblem laying in the rubble of the lair that we blew up yet again."

"What kind?" Wade asked, suddenly looking interested as Kim sat up and answered, "Some kind of eagle on a white background. The eagle was black and split up and it had some writing around the edge but it was incoherent."

"Hmm… it sounds like it might be the highest agency there is, Kim." Wade said, as Kim showed him the metal plate and looked at him in confusion as he said, "They only recruit those they think are good. You better be on the lookout for any of their operatives. From what I heard, they and Global Justice are at odds with each other."

"This isn't really helping me, Wade. I just want to know what it is they do." Kim sighed, biting her lip and staring at him as he looked at the screen beside hers and said,, "I'll send a droid over later, and you can give me that bit of metal you found near Drakken's lair."

"You mean the lair that we blew up?" Kim deadpanned, turning pink and biting her lip, smiling as he nodded, and said, "I'll talk to you later, Kim. Get watching the news, if there's anything to go by, it's that."

"Got'cha, Wade. And thank you."

"No problem, Kim. I'll keep you updated with the metal plate that you found." And with that he ended the call and left Kim to get the metal plate and ponder what he had meant when he had said, 'They only recruit those they think are good.'

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It didn't take long for Wade to get back to me when the Droid came and picked up the metal plate and took it away. In fact, he got back to me when Ron had left for his cousins town. Wade had sounded panicked when he beeped me and told me the sitch with the plate's emblem. It was S.H.I.E.L.D.

That didn't ring a bell with me so I just let it drop and kept a look out for anyone new in Middleton. No one came and no one was seen around the school or my family home. A month came and went and Ron had rung me twice to say that his cousin had returned home and that they were staying another week and try to get Danny back into society. By the sounds of it, Danny had been traumatized by what he had seen and had turned mute whenever someone brought up the 'Avengers' near him. It also sounded like the ghost, Danny Phantom, had turned mute as well as he wouldn't stay around the scenes of his fights. Ron's Aunt and Uncle had tried getting him to stay with them, from what Ron told me over video chat the night before he came back to Middleton.

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And that's the first chapter done, guys.

Read, review and do whatever you guys want to do. I'm off to get my cuz an energy drink, since he asked politely.

Hermione Jean Burton xxx