Once upon a time, Amity Park had actually been a rather peaceful place, in spite of the rather unfortunate name. Of course, that had been before the opening of the portal, a veritable hell’s mouth straight into the Ghost Zone, leaving all sorts of spooks and specters alike to haunt the place, trying to wreck havoc, and some even to try and take over the human world.
Introduce one Valerie Gray: Martial art instructor, college student, and also self-proclaimed most powerful ghost hunter in Amity Park.
Or at least she had been. That was before the very suit that had given her such a wonderful edge on the ghost hunting scene more or less turned on her, making her to be some sort of hybrid, someone not entirely alive, but not exactly dead. A half-ghost, to be exact. This didn’t mean she stopped the ghost hunting scene. Oh, no. In fact, if anything she was even more adamant about it than ever before.
Unfortunately, Valerie’s ghost sense had neither the range, nor the accuracy of her old ghost detecting gear prior to her rather undesired change, a fact which made patrolling for ghostly troublemakers all the more difficult than it used to be. And since her ghost sense was triggered more by the actual presence of a ghost, rather than the use of ectoplasmic power such as what her former equipment honed in on, she often got false alarms from the few somewhat more peaceful ghosts.
This didn’t seem to be the case, however, as a series of blood-curdling shrieks split the otherwise quiet night, making Valerie’s head snap in the direction it came from. Once she arrived at the scene, it was almost impossible to tell who or what had caused the commotion.
While she couldn’t get an exact geographical pinpoint on the location of any particular ghost, her sense often could at least point her in the right direction, much like a compass’s needle pointing towards true north, and withing moments she was off, trying to focus on the ‘feeling’ as she hunted down the ghost she just knew had to have been responsible.
She could feel she was getting closer as she flew over the trees that made up the more forested section of the park, her keen eyes peering through the branches for any sign of a ghostly glow as she zoomed overhead.
She’d almost missed it, nearly sweeping right overhead of the ghost ambling at a far more leisurely pace. She looped around, preparing to charge in from behind, hoping to catch the ghost off its guard. Of course, the fault in this plan was the fact that there was no hiding the crackling of electricity as she lit up her fist in preparation for the strike.
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