Had an idea thanks to some artwork of Promsien for a reverse role story.

Don't know yet how much it's going to be, but have fun while it lasts.

[Chapter 0]

He shouldn't have listened to his friends, Sam and Tucker, let them push him around like this and making him do stupid stuff. It was their fault this had happened and he was like this now, this abomination of a being.

First it didn't seem too bad, both Sam and Tucker seemed okay with the change and were helping him to get control over it, for as much as they could actually help. But that changed over time; Sam was quickly judgmental about his use of powers, saying he should use it more wisely and maybe help people. Like others cared about him, they already saw him as a freak, so what use was it saving others from some ghost trying to scare others.

But the endless 'good guy' Sam had to be, she got angry at him and ignored him, leaving Tucker in an awkward in-between position. Of course he tried to convince him to talk to her, trying to make him say sorry to Sam, while she was being a stubborn goodie two shoes.

He didn't get this power because he was 'destined to be a hero', no it was just a stupid accident that made him like this.

After a fight with Tucker, including accidental use of laser eyes on him, he also stayed away. He had wanted to apologize for the accident later on, but that had turned into a fight again, this time Dash had noticed it and tried to make an even bigger scene out if it.

Which was exactly what happened.

At the end of the whole event Tucker and Dash where knocked out and everyone was dead scared of him. It had gotten him expelled for a few days, which included a lot of awkward attempts from his parents and actually mostly his sister to talk to him about it. But he had declined harshly, as he didn't need them any more than he needed his friends.

The time he was forced to spend in his room "overthinking what he had done", he decided to make use of his ghost powers and roam the city. It was perfect time to get a hang of the ghost powers and their possibilities.

With getting a hang of intangibility and invisibility it became quickly amusing as scaring and surprising unsuspected by passers was just too easy. The occasional ghost that showed up, served for some more amusement and got their ass kicked ten folded if they didn't manage to get away quick enough.

And of course there was a case of his parents, who were ghost hunters and thus obviously trying to hunt him, but it was hardly anything to be taking serious, as he knew all weapons from inside out. It was amusing to taunt them, see them boil up with frustration and anger and innocently watch them come home with disappointment after failing to capture the ghost-boy that had started to haunt the city.