Authors Note: This is my very first Fanfiction...please be merciful.

The first few chapters won't be so eventful, so I'll have them up pretty quick. Don't worry about that. If you review, not only will I love you forever, but you will give me motivation to carry on with the story and get to the good part!

Disclaimer- I got many ideas from several different "Cop" Shows, including: CSI, Cold Case, Without A Trace, Monk, Sue Thomas FBI. I own none of them, and I do not own Danny Phantom.


My name is Samantha Manson, and I am an agent of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, more commonly known as the FBI.

The story I'm about to tell you is pretty long...but since your willingly taking time out of your day to sit on your ass and read stories like this, I guess you won't really mind. (I...probably shouldn't have wrote that...you never know who reads these things.) The difference between this story and all the others, however, is this story is true. It actually happened. To me.

Anyway, I really don't know where to start...I guess I'll start at the beginning. No...I'll start before the beginning. Before I ever stepped foot in Amity Park.

"Manson! In my office!" A particularly annoying voice called. I grumbled under my breath as I stood up from my desk and trudged down the hall to Mervin Randal's Office. Mervin, or should I say, 'Mr. Randal', was a short bald man with a nasally voice and a love for making everybody's lives as difficult as possible. He was our Unit Adviser, meaning he took care of all 'Behind the Scenes' Issues of our cases...like paperwork. But mostly he just ordered us around to make him coffee. (I'm rolling my eyes.)

"Manson, we're transferring you to the bureau in Amity Park." He said, before I had even completely made my way into the room. I looked to him in confusion. "Where's That?" I asked, inviting myself to sit down in a chair. His expression did not change. "It's a town in Colorado."

I raised my eyebrows at him. "You're transferring me from New York City, the city of all cities, to a little hick town in Colorado?" He shook his head. "Amity Park is not a little hick town. It's actually quite a large city, and is quite famous for having several... ghost attacks."

I threw my hands up into the air. "Well this is just great...Over here, my unit members will be carrying out investigations on murders and terrorism...and I'll be in Colorado, issuing a warrant of arrest for Casper, the not-so-friendly ghost."

Mervin looked as if he couldn't care less. "I'm afraid you have no choice, It's either accept the transfer or be dropped from the bureau."

I Sighed, rubbing the temples of my head with my fingers.. "I...guess I'm going to Amity Park."