( Danny Phantom and the characters in the show are owned by Nickelodeon)

Danny was on his hands and knees in the bathroom. The floor surrounding him was covered in blood and angelic wings were now growing out of his back. He slowly got to his feet, the room was spinning, and his ears were ringing.

He clenched his eyes shut for a moment and the ringing stopped and the room stopped spinning. The blue rings formed around Danny as they would if he was turning into his ghost form, this time however he had a new outfit.

Instead of his black and white jumpsuit, he now had a white silk robe with a golden trim along the sleeves, waist, collar, and down the middle. He had white silk pants with gold trim down the sides and at the bottom. And he had white sneakers.

"Wow son, that's uh..." Jack said. "That's a good look for you."

Danny looked himself in the mirror. His hair was still ghostly white, and his eyes had turned to a golden color.

"I'm... an angel?" Danny said. "How? How is this possible?"

Then his wings disappeared, and he changed back into his ghost form. Then he changed back into his human form.

"I guess you have three forms now." Jack said. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine...I" Danny said. "We should keep this a secret, at least until I figure out how this new angel form works. After what just happened. I don't think mom needs any more weirdness for a while. Where's Grace? Is she okay?"

"Grace?" Jack said. "I don't know how to tell you this Danny, but Grace was just taken away by the Guys in White."

"WHAT?!?!" Danny said.

"It happened so fast." Jack said. "I couldn't do anything about it."

...

Grace woke up strapped to a metal table by high tech metal clamps. She tried to scream but she a metal plate clamped to her mouth, muffling the sound of her screams. She seemed to be in the back of some sort of armored vehicle.

A couple men in white suits sat in the vehicle with her.

"Don't even bother angel." One of the men said.

"Hmm!" Grace muffled.

"Yeah that's right." The other man said. "We know what you are. And those restraints are made of Enochian steel, metal forged in heaven itself."

The first man added on. "Don't ask how we got it, but that metal prevents you and your kind from using your angelic powers."

"And don't try to escape from that vessel either." The second man said. "That plat on your mouth keep you locked in that body."

"We have been having trouble with a certain fallen angel." The first man said. "So, we need to learn all we can about your species."

"That means dissecting you." The second guy added.

"Mmmmmm!!!!!" Grace moaned.

...

Danny ran out of the hospital to be met by Sam and Tucker in the parking lot.

"Danny, we heard about Jazz." Sam said.

"We're so sorry man." Tucker added.

"There will be time to grieve later." Danny replied. "But right now, the Guys in White have got Grace."

"How?" Sam asked.

"I asked her to heal Jazz." Danny said. "Attempting to heal Jazz was too much for her, she passed out. I guess her wings were visible when she lost consciousness. Someone must have seen her and called the Guys in White."

"Did you see where they went?" Sam asked.

"I saw a convoy of armored trucks leaving the hospital as I got here." Tucker said.

"We need a way to catch up to them." Danny said.

"And fight an army of Guys in White." Sam added.

"I can take the Guys in White." Danny replied. "I've done it before."

"Yeah but that was a long time ago." Tucker said. "They've gotten much better since then."

KA-BOOM an explosion knocked the trio to the ground. They got back up to see a large man riding a red horse.

The man was extremely buff with black curly hair and black stubble. He had a black tank top, and brown cargo pants with brown army boots. On his back where mighty wings made of fire.

The man got off the horse and his wings disappeared. He knelt to the ground to examine a set of tire tracks.

"Uh..." Sam said. "Can we help you?"

The man stood up and looked at her with a scowl. His shoulders broad his jaw line chiseled. The man oozed masculinity.

"I'm looking for a girl." The man growled in a thick accent. "about your height, brown hair, blue eyes, usually where's a pink sweater."

"Would this girl happen to be an angel?" Tucker said.

"Like of the angel of love variety?" Sam added.

"She is my sister Grace." The man said. "I am War, of the Horsemen of the apocalypse."

"Grace is one of the Horsemen of the Apocalypse?" Tucker said.

"Ah ha ha! No." War laughed. "Grace is a horsemen, and a powerful angel. But she is no horsemen of the apocalypse."

"What's the difference?" Tucker said.

"Well the Horsemen of the Apocalypse are well..." War said. "Apocalyptic. We're warriors. But Grace is um... how do I put this lightly."

"A wimp." Tucker suggested.

"A daffodil." Danny added.

"Too sweet and kind hearted to be involved in the end of times." Sam said.

"Uh yeah that seems right." War said.

"Well she was taken by the guys in white." Danny replied.

"That is not good." War said. "Word is that the Guys in White had a run in with Lucifer and have now shifted their focus from ghosts, to angels and demons."

"How do you know that?" Danny asked.

"I am a Horsemen of the Apocalypse.' War replied. "I know a lot of things."

"Do you know where the Guys in white would have taken Grace?" Sam asked.

"The Guys in White have set up a base in the ruins of the house Danny once lived in." War said. "They are studying the portal to Hell."

Danny became visually enraged for a moment. "It's bad enough that my sister was killed, and my family now homeless but... Wait did you say a portal to Hell? We don't have a Hell portal. We have a ghost portal, and the Ghost zone is Not Hell."

"When you knew of the ghost zone, no." War explained. "But Hell is not a normal dimension, it is a living creature that consumes all other realms and adds them to itself.

When you first got you powers, Danny Phantom, the Ghost Zone also went by a different name. To some it was the Ghost Zone, but to others it was known as Purgatory. The space between Heaven and Hell. But when Lucifer came from Hell, Hell itself fallowed. In the years to come, the Ghost Zone was consumed by Hell, to become more of the burning inferno."

"Well what are we doing just waiting around?" Sam asked. "Let's go kick some but, and rescue Grace."

"I can get you there quickly." War said. Then his horse transformed into a massive red hummer.

"OH, HELL NO!" Sam said. "We are NOT getting in that environmental nightmare."

"You must realize something kid." War said. "This is not a real hummer. It is a living being that has simply taken the form of a hummer. Unlike a real hummer, this vehicle has no emissions for it does not run on any fuel known to mortals."

"What does it run on?" Tucker asked.

"Pure cosmic energy." War replied.

"Well it's known to mortals now." Tucker replied.

"I like you." War said. "You're smart."

"Thanks." Tucker said, getting into the hummer.

"Well I guess if its not a REAL hummer." Sam said, as she reluctantly climbed in.

"So, if it were a real hummer, you'd let grace die, just so you can be environmentally friendly." Danny said, as he climbed in.

"Well if it's between saving one angel and saving the whole planet." Sam said.

"The goth girl's logic is extremely flawed." War replied.

...

The Guys in White had set up shop in the ruins of Fenton Works. In the basement of the base stood what used to be the ghost portal. Now a tunnel of burning flesh leading straight to the bowels of Hell. A few agents stood in the room wearing protective gear. One of the agents used a grip to hold a block of steal. He held the block to the portal, the grip keeping the cube far from his body. The cube melted in the heat from the portal, along with the front of the grip.

"The Christians are right about one thing." One of the agents proclaimed, "Hell is very hot."

"Any equipment we try to send in there, melts." Another agent added. "Imagine what secrets we can find down there. But we can't get in there without getting fried to a crisp."

Blood curdling screams continued to emanate from the portal.

"Despite the heat," one of the agents said. "That fucking sound gives me the chills."

...

A bright light shined in Grace's face. She was in a brightly lit, high-tech room. She was still strapped to the table.

Two Guys in White agents stood before her.

"Obtaining sample." One of the gents said. Then he cut off a patch of fabric from Grace's sleeve and sealed it in a container of some sort. "sample secured and ready for study. Now let's cut the specimen open."

Grace's heart raced. A pink mist rose from Grace's body.

"What is this?" One of the agents asked as he breathed in the pink mist. "What? I... I feel funny." He looked over at the other agent and paused for a moment.

"Agent K," The first agent said. "I think I'm in love with you."

"What?" the second agent said.

Then the first agent tackled his partner and started to make out with him.

Grace breathed a sigh of relief.

At least that power works. Grace thought. But how am I going to get out of here. I don't think causing an orgy is going to help.

...

War's vehicle sped through the streets. Cars swerved out of the way. The red hummer cashed through telephone poles, fire hydrants and even building walls.

"I think your dad was a better driver!" Sam yelled as the three clenched their seats for dear life.

War stomped on the breaks, and the truck spun out in front of the Guys in White base that used to be Fenton Works.

"We're here." War replied.

Two guards walked up to the truck.

"Excuse me, this is a private area." One of the Guys in White said.

"Gee Great going War." Sam said. "Think you could have been a little more conspicuous."

"Relax, I got this." War said.

"So, are you going to use some sort of Jedi mind trick on them?" Tucker said.

"Eh, Something like that." War replied.

As the agent got to the truck, war pushed the door open, and smacked the agent in the face, knocking him to the ground.

"That works too." Tucker said.

War got out and grabbed the agent from the ground. War then lifted the man above his head and ripped him in half like he was made of paper.

"HOLY SHIT!!!!!" Sam said.

Wings of fire emerged from War's back.

"We got another one!" Another agent said.

"I'm going out there." Danny said as he climbed out of the truck. "I'm going ghost!" He turned into his ghost form and floated into the air.

"It's the ghost kid!" an agent called out.

"Hey, it's been a while." Danny said. "How've you guys been? Still shooting what you don't understand."

"I see you've met my new friend." Danny added. "See you have someone we're looking for. A young woman, brown hair, blue eyes, adorable pink sweater."

"Why would we tell you?" an agent demanded.

"See this girl is a dear friend of mine," Danny explained. "She also happens to be this guy's sister. And this guy just happens to be the living embodiment of War. So, if you could give us back our friend."

"Return to us, the angel Grace." War demanded. "Or you will end up like your friend here. Believe it or not, I would actually prefer this not to get violent. So, give us the girl, and we'll be on our way."

"These guys aren't gonna negotiate with us." Danny said, then he blasted one of the guys in white with his ghost ray.

"Well I guess that's how it's gonna be." War said, then a machine gun appeared in War's hand. War opened fire. The guys in white were ripped to pieces. Their arms and legs blasted off from the impact of the bullets, and huge wholes exploded in their bodies like bags full of ketchup.

"OH MY GOD!" Sam exclaimed.

"I'm so gonna have nightmares from this!" Tucker said.

"You know I really wanted to negotiate with them." War explained.

"Then why did you rip that first guy in half?' Danny asked.

"I'll admit that may not have been the best idea." War said. "But what's done is done. Come on, let's go."

"I can't believe I'm saying this but..." Sam said. "I think I'm going to stay in the hummer."

"Me too," Tucker said, "No offense um, War, but you kind of creep me out."

...

Thanks to a recent incident, there has been a change in the containment procedure of subject AGL-153 otherwise known as Grace. Due to the nature of the subjects powers, only one person is allowed to be in AGL-153s containment area at a time. Any personnel in the room must be wearing a hazmat suit.

An agent in a hazmat suit entered the room. Beside him was a table full of cutting tools. The agent took a scalpel and walked over to Grace.

"MMMM." Grace moaned.

"Beginning incision now." The agent said, as he put the blade to Grace's chest.

Grace's eye widened with fear. The agent caught a glimpse of her eyes. Suddenly the agent was over come with a feeling of sorrow.

"I... I can't... I can't do this." The agent said, before running out of the room.

Update... Personnel are not to make eye contact with AGL-153.

The next agent to come into the room placed a blindfold over Grace's eyes. The little angel was now not only helpless, but she couldn't see anything.

"Beginning incision." The agent said.

Grace tensed up, bracing herself for the pain.

The agent punctured into Grace's chest just above her breasts.

"MMMMMM!!!!!!!" Grace gave a muffled scream at the sharp pain.

A thick golden liquid oozed from Grace's wound.

"Subject's blood appears to be golden in color." The agent said. "I will need to take a sample of that." He continued to saw the bade in and out of Grace's flesh as he cut down the middle of her body. Sharp intense pain filled Grace with every cut. She screamed as hard as she could with the clamp over her mouth.

Finally, the agent got down to her waist and stopped cutting. He took note of Grace's sweater, now cut open in the front. He grabbed a piece of the shredded cloth.

"Subject's sweater is amazingly soft to the touch." The agent said. "Even through my glove I can feel its softness."

The agent slipped his glove off to feel the shredded sweater.

Grace breathed heavily as golden blood oozed from her body.

"Upon contact with the fabric," The agent said. "I am met with a feeling of calmness. Once the subject is deceased, we will need to keep the sweater for further study."

"MMMHHHMMM!!!!!!!" Grace screamed in shock when she heard the word deceased.

The agent took out a sort of clamp that was used to rip open rib cages. Grace couldn't see it, but she could feel the metal claws digging into her open wound. Her body tensed, she screamed, and her veins began to pop out of her neck.

Her ribs were forced open with a loud cracking sound.

Tears flowed down Grace's face. She tried to beg the agent to stop, but she couldn't say anything with the metal clamp over her mouth. She eventually just passed out from the pain.

"Fascinating." The agent said as he examined Grace's innards. Grace's anatomy was far different from that of a human.

She had a set of lungs, a stomach, bladder and intestines. But that is where the similarities ended. She had two hearts and didn't seem to have any organs outside of that. Another thing of not was her golden blood, and yellow flesh.

"Subject appears to have two, four chambered hearts." The agent said. "It would seem that one pumps blood to the brain, lungs and other organs like a normal heart. But the second heart is likely to supply blood to the creature's massive wings. It should be noted that the creature's wing span is at least twice the size of her body.

Based on observations of AGL-153 and other angelic and demonic beings such as specimen 666, whose whereabouts are as of yet unknown. These creatures seem to somehow be able to hide their wings in order to blend in with the human population. It is unknown how this is possible. I do not see any place within AGL-153s body where her wings can be tucked into.

The angels are spiritual entities much like ghosts. Therefore, it is possible that they can turn their wings intangible, much like a ghost can do with its entire body.

That raises further questions. If these beings can also go completely intangible. Also, what other ghost-like abilities do they have."

He then reached into Grace's body. He cut out both hearts and placed them on the table.

"Note." The agent said. "The hearts continue to beat rapidly, even after being removed from the body."

"Mmm." Grace started to stir once more.

"Subject seems to be able to survive without her hearts." The agent went back to digging through the angel's guts.

He noticed that many of the veins and arteries running through her body were glowing blue. These veins and arteries seemed to be attached to a source besides her two hearts and were pumping something other than the golden blood.

He pulled Grace's lungs apart to reveal a third heart. This one was glowing blue. He brought the scalpel to the third heart, but the blade just passed through it as if it wasn't there.

"Third heart doesn't seem to interact with physical material. It's as if the heart is both here and somewhere else all-together." The agent said. "I'm about to try an Enochian blade."

The agent took out another small knife. He cut into the third heart. This time the blade was able to interact with the heart, cutting into the angelic flesh.

Grace screamed in pain. The agent was now cutting into her true form. This pain was deep and excruciating. More than any other cuts the agent had made thus far.

Glowing blue goo oozed from the third heart.

"Amazing." The agent said. "Never before have I seen a being with two types of blood flowing through its body. This creature is completely unprecedented. This could change our entire views on life as we know it."

He took a test tube and took a sample of the glowing blue goo.

Then a glowing blue energy started to slither out of the heart. The agent looked in awe as he was quickly surrounded by glowing blue tentacles of pure light.

"What... what is this?" The agent said. Then the tentacles shot toward the agent.

"GAH!" The agent screamed. The tentacles phased through his hazmat suit and into his body. The glowing blue heart faded and stopped beating as Grace left her body and entered the body of the agent.

Now completely possessed by Grace, the agent pulled off the mask from his hazmat suit to reveal his eyes which were now glowing a bright blue.

Grace took a look at her new, temporary body. Then Grace took a look at her original body.

"Talk about an out of body experience." The possessed agent said.

...

Danny and War walked through the winding hallways of the Guys in White base. Red lights flashed and alarms blared.

As they rounded a corner they ran into an agent, who Danny punched in the face as hard as he could, knocking the man out. When the man's unconscious body hit the floor, Danny finished him off with a blast to the face.

"Hey, I thought you were supposed to be a hero." War said.

"I am." Danny said.

"Well you just killed that guy." War pointed out.

"Oh..." Danny said. "I must have just been going off instinct. I have a lot on my mind right now."

"You sure you're up to this?" War asked.

"I already lost someone today." Danny replied. "I'm not losing another."

"Well then we should do some strategizing." War explained. "Find out where Grace is being held and find the best way to get her back."

"Well easy." Danny said. "We just waste everyone in the building until we find her."

"Hey, I'm supposed to be the crazy violent one." War said. "You're supposed to be the hero."

"Well I'm half ghost, and you're the embodiment of war." Danny said. "Why are we wasting time talking when we could be kicking some serious ass?"

"Well that's a colorful choice of words from one of man kind's greatest heroes." War said. "But the first rule of War is to know your enemy, and to never underestimate them."

"What's to know?" Danny said. "They're a bunch of whack jobs who where white suits, hunt ghosts, and have seen Men in Black one too many times."

Just then another Guys in White agent approached the two of them holding a cross bow. He shot the crossbow and hit war in the shoulder.

"Gah!" War cried in pain.

"That hurt you?" Danny said.

War pulled the arrow out of his shoulder, golden blood oozing from his wound.

"Enochian steel." War said. "See this is the kind of shit I'm talking about." War took out a 6-inch bowie knife and chucked it at the agent.

"And I'm the one who says things like shit, ass and fuck!" War said to Danny. "You're the one who shows mercy, and rescues cats from trees."

"Yeah says who?" Danny said. "You don't even know me dude. And what was in that arrow? I thought you couldn't hurt an angel. Much less a horseman."

"Enochian steel." War explained. "A heavenly metal that comes from higher dimensions like Heaven and Hell. It's one of the few things in this universe that can hurt my kind." War reached out his hand and his knife was called back to him. "This blade is made out of that same stuff. It's indestructible to any force on this earth. The only thing hot enough to melt it is the fires of Hell itself. Yet somehow these Guys in White got their hands on it, and where able to melt it down to make their own angel killing weapons."

"Must be the Hell portal in the basement." Danny said.

"Well this means the game has changed drastically." War said. "We cannot go in guns blazing anymore. We need strategy, Tactics. They've just evened the playing field."

"Well maybe we need something to tip the odds back in our favor." Danny said. Then he transformed into his new angel form.

"You're an angel?" War said.

"It happened right after my sister died." Danny said. "I don't know how, but I just grew wings and got this new outfit to match. I think I might be stronger in this form."

War took a closer look at Danny's wings. The way the snow-white feathers where positioned resembled that of a hawk or an eagle. However, each wing had a claw growing out of the wrist. Each claw was about the size of a human hand. His wing span was even bigger than War's.

"These aren't just angel wings." War said. "These are archangel wings."

"Archangel?" Danny said.

"Only the most powerful beings in the universe, next to God himself." War explained. "So, you just spontaneously turned into a mother fucking archangel?"

"I... I don't know." Danny said.

"Well let's worry about that later." War said. "Come on."

Danny and War headed deeper into the base.

The man who was stabbed by War's knife was still alive, coughing up blood as he lay on the ground. He tried to get up, but every movement caused him more pain. The room seemed to be fading and he could feel himself slipping away.

Then a small black cat emerged from the shadows. The cat was small enough to fit in a man's palm. The cat climbed onto the chest of the dying agent and looked deep into the man's eyes. The cat had bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in contrast to its jet-black fur.

The agent breathed a final breath and died as the cat purred on his chest. The cat hopped off of the body and walked away. The feline went intangible and disappeared into a solid wall.

...

A Guys in White agent walked into the dissection room where Grace's body was held, not knowing that the agent in the room was now possessed by Grace.

"So, is she dead?" The first agent said. "Is it safe to come in?"

"Uh yeah." The possessed agent said. He had removed his hazmat suit and was wearing sunglasses to hide his glowing blue eyes.

"Look at her." The non-possessed agent said. "A real angel. One of the most powerful beings in the universe. Now nothing but a hunk of carved up meat. It's almost sad."

"Almost?" The possessed agent replied. "This was an agent of the lord. A benevolent being sent to guide humanity. What was done here is nothing short of a tragedy."

"When did you get all sentimental?" The non-possessed agent said.

"Can you honestly say you don't feel anything about this. That you don't feel any remorse." The possessed agent said. "She was alive and awake as she was being cut open."

"Well now that you mention it..." The human agent said. "BAGH!!!!" A large knife was thrown into the room and struck the agent in the head.

War stepped into the room and trained his eyes on the remaining agent.

"War, wait it's me, Grace!" The agent took his sunglasses off to reveal his glowing blue eyes.

"Got a new suit I see." War said.

"It was the only way I could escape." Grace explained.

"Can't you just make a new vessel?" Danny said as he entered the room.

"Who's this." Grace asked.

"It's me, Danny." Danny said. "I uh, got a new look."

"You're an angel?" Grace said.

"Uh yeah." Danny said. "You know it's very weird talking to you while you're in that body."

"We'll making a new vessel takes a lot of energy." Grace said. "And being cut opened took a lot out of me." The agent held his side in pain. "He cut into my spiritual form. help me get my old body free, and I'll get back into it." Grace explained. "I've been trying to get these locks off, but I can't."

War walked over to the table Grace's body was strapped too. He ripped the restraints off like they were made of paper. He carried her body and placed her onto another table. He then tore off the clamp covering Grace's mouth.

"Now let's get my organs back where they're supposed to be" Grace, who was still in the agent's body, suggested.

The three of them found Grace's organs and placed them back in her body. The agent, possessed by Grace, hovered his hand over the body. A heavenly glow emanated from the agent's hand and Grace's body began to heal. Her ribs snapped back into place, and her wound closed. Even her sweater was repaired to good as new.

The agent opened his mouth and glowing blue energy escaped out of the agents body and into the young girl's body.

Grace gasped and sat up, now back in her own body. She coughed a bit and got off of the table.

"What? what happened?" The agent, now free of Grace's influenced, stuttered. "Who are you people?"

Then Danny grabbed the agent by the face.

"Danny wait no!" Grace yelled.

The agent screamed as a bright white light shined from his eyes and mouth. Within a few seconds the agent dropped to the ground dead. His eyes and mouth singed to ash.

"What did you do that for?" Grace said.

"Better question is, what did I do?" Danny said.

"You smited him." War said.

"That's what you call that?" Danny said.

"yeah smiting." War said. "It's a power we angels have. It completely incinerates an enemies insides. You burned him from the inside out."

"Well didn't he torture and basically kill Grace?" Danny said. "If you ask me, he kind of deserved it."

"DANNY!" Grace said. "I can't believe you said that!"

"Really?" Danny said. "After what he did?"

"I... I don't think anyone deserves to die." Grace said.

"Hey, I have no problem with you killing this bastard." War said. "I was going to rip his head off myself. But smiting is kind of a, for emergencies only thing. It's just not proper to go around smiting everyone."

"Sorry I didn't realize that." Danny said. "This is my first time being an angel."

"And how does it feel?" War asked.

"It feels great." Danny said. "I feel like I can do anything."

"Just... try to control it ok?" Grace said.

"Ok," Danny said. "Now let's see if we can get to the basement. We might be able to close that Hell portal."

...

Two Guys in white agents stood at the mouth of the Hell portal wearing heat resistant suits.

"We just need to find a way to get past this intense heat." One of the agents said. "Then we can see what secrets lie beyond that portal."

"You know, Hell is usually a place you wanna stay away from." The agents looked up to see Dany floating above them.

"You like the new look?" Danny said. "I wasn't sure about it at first, but I figured I'd just wing it."

Danny flapped his wings creating a gust of wind that blew the agents back. One of the agents tumbled into the Hell portal. Even with his protective gear, the Agent caught fire, and was incinerated within seconds.

"I heard Hell was hot but..." Danny said, landing on the ground.

The remaining agent ran out of the room screaming.

War and Grace walked into the room. Danny walked up to the portal. He held out his hand feeling the heat coming out of it. He looked at the burning flesh that lined the tunnel leading to a fiery oblivion.

"Kind of gross looking." Danny said. "Is that a portal to Hell, or an alien hive?"

"The path to Hell is paved in flesh." War explained.

"This is supposed to lead to the Ghost zone." Danny said. "Not Hell. And this lab is supposed to belong to my father, not the Guys in White."

"Freeze!" they turned to see an army of Guys in White agents aiming rifles at them

"The bullets in these guns are made of Enochian steel." One of the agents explained. "Meaning these can hurt and kill you."

"Get out of my house." Danny said in a low voice.

"Kid I don't think you're in any position to make demands." The agent said. "Even if you do have wings now."

"I said get out of my HOUSE!!!!" Danny yelled before letting out his ghostly wail. The intense sonic blast wave of the wail caused the Guys in White's heads to explode.

A device on the wall exploded and tons of green orbs shot out of it, phasing through the wall, and out into the world.

Danny's wail stopped and the floor was covered in blood and dead bodies. Amazingly Danny was able to stay in his angel form.

Grace walked over to the device that had burst.

"What the heck is this thing." She asked. "Ghost containment? Oh, that cannot be good."

"As if Lucifer wasn't bad enough," War said. "You've unleashed a bunch of ghosts into the world."

"This is my house." Danny growled. He slammed his fists into the ground and the building started to shake.

"Uh... Danny," Grace said. "What are you doing?"

...

Sam and Tucker sat in War's hummer as a bunch of Guys in White agents ran out screaming. The agents all fell to their knees and crumbled into dust.

"What the heck?" Sam said.

"Geeze, do they have Thanos in there or something?" Tucker said.

Then a fountain of green orbs shot out from the top of the base.

"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Tucker said.

"You mean that army of ghosts shooting out of the Guys in White base like a can of mountain due some kid decided to shake up? Yeah I see it." Sam replied.

Then the base crumbled and fell. In the dust of the fallen Guys in White base, another structure formed. Fenton Works rose from the ashes of the Guys in White building like a phoenix.

...

"What are you doing?" Vicky said to herself. She was sitting alone in her apartment. "You kissed Timmy Turner. I wanted to make up with him, not make out with him."

"Even if I did like him like that." Vicky pondered. "What kind of relationship could we even have? After everything I've done to him? He says he forgives me, but..."

Ding dong!

The doorbell rang.

Vicky opened the door, but no one was there.

"Hello?" she called out.

Then she heard it, the tiniest most helpless sound.

"Meow."

She looked down to see a tiny black kitten, with big blue eyes.

"Aw." Vicky said, picking up the cat. "you look lost. Where's your owner?"

She didn't see a collar on the cat.

"Hello! Dose this cat belong to anyone?" Vicky called out.

No answer.

"Well I guess I'll just have to take care of youuntil someone comes looking." Vicky smiled and brought the kitten inside.