Lance sat frozen in shock. He was confused.

The ghost boy was not dead? Does that mean that they have been watching a regular human child get hurt every day? They have never done not one thing to help him, always getting in the way- if he broke down like what happened earlier....what was the emotional state of this poor child?

"You're....not dead?" Lance repeated dumbly.

Danny had sobered up the last few seconds. "Yep. Not dead. Doesn't necessarily mean I'm alive though."

But...

"Have you ever heard the term 'halfa' before?" Danny asked quickly.

"Halfa?" the cameraman mutters.

"That's what all the ghosts call you, when you're fighting right?" Lance asked.

Danny nodded. "Right. Do you know why though?"

The whole crew pondered this. It was a while before someone spoke.

"You're half ghost." the camera man realized.

Danny smirked. "Bingo! You know, I like you. We should hang out more."

Lance pondered this new information.

"But you're only half ghost. What's the other?"

Danny shrugged. "I'm half ghost, I'm not entirely dead. And I'm not entirely alive, so the other half is-"

"Human."

"Right! Wow, Lance. I thought you'd go into shock by now. I think Peter has."

Peter the cameraman had indeed frozen. The child he had been filming for two years...he was alive and he was always fighting those ghosts, always getting hurt....and he had done nothing.

Not one thing.

Danny waved at Peter. "Its okay man. After every fight, when you play it back on TV, I notice all the things you guys do. Moving big pieces of rubble, letting me know when someone's about to try and capture me. You always try and help. Even if your just trying to get more viewers..." he snickered.

He then noticed the sullen looks on their faces.

"Oh hey! Its fine, I can handle myself! Tell you what, how about that game?"

Lance looked at him curiously.

"Okay."

Danny beamed. "So you guys know in all those comic books, like Captain America, Iron Man, Spider Man and all that?"

They all nodded. "Well, I guess since I'm not dead I have a life too, know what mean?" he hinted.

Peter yelled in amazement, "Oh my God, you have a secret identity!"

The whole crew burst into murmurs, while Danny burst into laughter.

"Yeah. More like my ONLY identity. Well, until I got this one..." he gestured to himself.

Lance's mouth gaped like a fish. "Y-You mean-"

"Yep." Phantom nodded. "Classic hero's lab accident. After that, all I wanted to do was keep everyone safe."

The crew sat in awed silence, as Danny smiled wider.

"So about that game." the crew looked at him patiently.

Danny stood and floated in front of the camera.

"This game is called Find Phantom. A game were you," he gestured to the lens, "find me. I'm tired of the lies and the excuses and the pain.... So...I guess it's just about time that I can be truthful. When I run away to save the world, I don't want to have to lie to get away. So yeah. You find me, you win the game. You win the game, my mental state becomes somewhat healthy." he joked.

"You people see me every day, hugs and smiles, high-fives and friendly punches. I get shoved and kicked and cursed at, and I get robbed, cheated on, just CHEATED IN GENERAL." Danny sighed.

"But then its all worth it, because everyone's safe. Nobody hurt, enemies in the Ghost Zone, and I'm good."

Lance stared open-mouthed at Danny, who smiled at him then returned to the camera.

"This will be the like the world's most epic, awesome, extremely hard game of Where's Waldo..." Danny chuckled. "So thankfully, I'm here to give a few tips! And rules!" he added quickly.

Danny turned back to Lance. "You might want to get a pen, Thunder."

"Alright! So rule number one, there will be absolutely no trying to capture me. If someone captures me to figure it out, I will call off the game. That's cheating, Mr. Fenton." he hinted.

Peter and the crew laughed. Danny couldn't wait hear the chocolatey curse.

"Two, when the game ends, there will be no experiments, no dissection, no termination, no execution....well you get the idea." Danny shook his head.

Lance snorted. "Next?"

"Three, if you approach me in my human form I'll still insist that I'm not me, unless you have proof! It'll make it more frustrating!" Danny said happily.

Lance rolled his eyes at the sporadic spirit. "Anything else to add, Danny?"

"Oh yeah. Every week I will give a hint, which will get everyone closer to who I am. But in the end, you guys won't even believe it..."

"So what's the hint for next week, since it's the weekend?" Lance questioned.

I guess the fun begins here, Danny thought sarcastically.

"Okay, the first hint. Its the weekend and my teachers hate me, so what do they give me? An impossibly large pile of homework! First hint is CASPER HIGH!"

_______DP_______

"AGHGHHHHAAAAAHHH! FUDGE!"

Danny Fenton snapped his eyes open as Jack Fenton banged his large fists on the table. So much for having a nap in his cereal bowl, Danny yawned and smirked.

The Fentons reacted just as he had predicted.

Jack had gotten giddy that they had found a new species to study, but had gotten shot down by the young ghost on the screen saying, "That's cheating, Mr. Fenton.....No experiments, no dissection, no termination, no execution...", resulting in the previously predicted chocolatey curse.

Maddie had gone to pacing, her brain working overdrive to figure this out. Half human? Impossible! Ghosts with emotions?! Unbelievable!

Danny watched them cautiously, eating his cereal until the recording stopped. Maddie had not once stopped her pacing, merely turning her head to the screen every time a new rule or piece of information was introduced. Jack was bending his fudge spoon and denting the table, grumbling unhappily because he cannot break the rules, or they may never find out who the ghost boy was.

A while after the newscast had stopped, Maddie abruptly halted in her pacing.

"Oh no. Jack, the ghost boy is half human...We've been hunting someone's child!" she said quietly.

Danny raised his eyebrows at that. Even if he was completely dead, he would still be someone's kid. He wasn't even surprised that these people could be so heartless to a child, albeit a dead one.

Jack's eyes widened. "Madds, his parents! They could be people we know, they will sue us for shooting at their kid!"

Maddie waved that off. "Forget about the parents, what about the child himself?! We most likely know him- what if he's been over our house, he could be anybody-! And he goes to Casper High, what if he's a friend of Danny's?!"

Danny's head shot up at his name. "What?"

Maddie turned to him. "Oh, honey... We're so sorry for hunting one of your friends!"

Danny blinked. "Um....apology accepted?" he said confused.

"HA! So you admit it?!" Jack yelled.

Danny shook his head. "Uh, no. I'm just as confused as you are right now...." he lied.

"Darn it..."Jack pouted.