Good afternoon, dear reader. My name is Danny Fenton, Sr. I live in Amity Park, CA, with my wife Sam, and my kids, Danny, 14, and Jessica, 13. Best friends since high school, Sam, myself, and another close friend, Tucker Foley, all went on to pursue successful careers. Sam got a PhD in medicine and has now dedicated her work life to finding a cure for cancer and Tucker is now a US senator. As for myself, I fulfilled my lifelong dream of becoming an astronaut.

"Hey, Dad."

"Hey, Danny. How was school?" Danny was a spitting image of me when I was his age. And in ghost form.

"Well, I tried talking to this one girl, Maria Estevez, and all of a sudden my jeans went intangible and fell right off, and in front of Flash Baxter." (A/N: Maria is Paulina's daughter

"Wait, Flash Baxter? As in the son of Dash Baxter?"

"Oh, yeah. Didn't he escape from prison?"

"Oh, yeah."

"What was he in for again?"

"Violation of the eight amendment. He used to work as a prison guard." I never told my kids what he really guarded: Me. Because of a freak accident caused by my Ghostly Wail when Danny was only a few days old, I found myself incarcerated in a special prison and subjected to tests of skill administered by mind control, as well as daily beatings from Kwan Chang and Dash. I also never told them about Jessie's real father. It's not that Sam isn't faithful, quite the opposite. It's just that Sam and Danny were also incarcerated, but kept in separate rooms. One night, Dash raped Sam while Kwan stood by and watched. Many months later they were arrested for violation of the eighth amendment, but they escaped.

"I know what you mean. I used to have a huge crush on one girl in high school, Paulina Sanchez. One day, I finally gathered up enough courage to ask her out, and the same thing happened to me."

"Did you two ever go out?"

"Nah, she was way out of my league. Hey, princess." I said as Jess walked in the door. "What took you so long?"

"Hi, Daddy. Erica and I decided to walk home." Aside from the hair, which was blonde like her real father's, she was a spitting image of her mother when she was Jessie's age. The only major difference was the style, which she got from her aunt Jazz. "Where's mom?"

"She's working late tonight. So, what did you do today?"

"At lunch today, Maria Estevez said 'Nice outfit. Did you just get back from fifties night at the Nasty Burger?' So I said 'At least I don't have to put on more clothes to be naked.' So she was all 'Excuse you?' and I was like, 'Whatever, hoe.' And then we got into this huge catfight until Vice Principal Lancer pulled us apart." She said as she ran upstairs.

"It was awesome, Dad." Danny replied.

"Listen, Danny, there's something I want to talk to you about."

"Dad, I already know not to do drugs, including smoking and drinking, and not to have unprotected sex until I'm married. I'm not eight." He said.

"It's not that. You're going through something that only two other people in the world have gone through, me included.

"Who's the other?"

"A very dangerous man named Vlad Masters a.k.a. Vlad Plasmius."

"In that case, dad, I have something to show you."