Mathew slowed his pace, huffing and puffing. His heart, which is beating at an unexpected rate. Gripping his back back, he slowly turned to face what was behind him. In which, nothing was there.

Only the honking of the cars that stood halted to let the teen pass by. Which he gave them a deadly glare. A response to being honked at that is. From that point on, his day seemed to get worse.

It started out small, like loosing his keys for Fenton Works. It was small but he could just ring the door bell and Jack and Maddie will open the door.

Secondly, when he was reading his book, a water bottle fell from his desk. That may not sound severe, but when I checked out the crime scene, I get soaked, head to toe with water.

How, I don't even know. It's like a water bottle 'magically' appeared above his head. Magically, ha, you call that magic. It's probably my parents in the basement testing out a new experiment.

Wait, where's Danny.

Wait, again, I'm getting off topic.

Third, okay, how am I even going to explain this.

When Mathew was eating dinner, without Danny. We were having a nice dinner when something happened. While Maddie was talking about ghost hunting, I swear that I saw two pots lift up by themselves and start banging against each other like drum sticks.

The rest of the night had been calm so far.

Mathew sighed and stared at his book, flipping through the many, many pictures of the famous Danny Phantom. He was my biggest hero, but, something familiar about him always catches my eyes. Whenever I try to find out, well, I get myself trapped in my own thoughts.

"Well if it wasn't the backstabbing ghosts brother." Jumping, Mathew looked around confused. Wait, what was that.

He grabbed his ectoplasmic gun and held it firmly under the pillow, scanning the room for any clues of what that was.

"Awe, you forgot about me, how cute." Mathew jumped as he felt a cold breath on his neck, he spun around with the gun in hand as he came face to face with 'him'.

"OH MY GOD" he screeched and fell back into the bed in shock and horror. "Y-y- What" he stuttered as the ghost laughed at the teens fear.

"Yes yes hello I am back" he cheered as I raised an eyebrow. Wait, back?

"We're you stalking me,".

The ghost teen finally shut up after that. "Oh my god, get out of my house before I get my parents."

The ghost tsked and stared at the teen. His smirk was clearly visible as he stared him down.

"Your parents are nothing but rag dolls to me. The closes thing you have to fight me with is that pillow."

The teen snickered as the ghosts red eyes bulged and he glared. "What are you laughing at."

The teen rolled his eyes and turned away from the intellectually ignorant teenage ghost. "You have the worst and I mean this kindly but, you have the worst sense of humor."

The ghost glared, his badly lighting with ectoplasmic energy. His red eyes glowed and danced as the lightbulb sparked out, sending shards of glass hitting the teen.

Instead of the ectoplasmic energy being green it was red. How, the child did not know.

Suddenly the ghost dove at the teen grabbing his neck and started to strangle him. "L- Urgh." He screeched and clawed at the ghost as the ghost smirked his cocky smirk.

"This is what you get for messing with me." His hands started to let go as the teen collapsed onto the floor. His face peaceful in his sleep.

The ghost watched the child smirking darkly. He thinks he can get away from that. Ha I would like to see him try.
Malikiha grabbed a few things from his rooms that involved the teen to hurt the ghost once or so.

"You will figure out Mathew that your cockiness is something I can not live with." He grabbed the tools and became intangible, along with the bag. As the teen ghost vanished into the walls.

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