Hello guys, yay I decided to write a new story. SO yeah, enjoy.

R/R

Pain. It was the only thing I knew. It was everywhere, in all my limbs. I was wishing for death, and eventually it came. But not in the way I was anticipating.

But, I'm getting slightly ahead of myself. I'm Danny Fenton. The son of Maddie and Jack Fenton, who are both 'professional' ghost hunters. Since they were so obsessed with ghosts, they built all sorts of ghostly weapons. Personally, I didn't really believe in ghosts, and although there was proof of them, I didn't want to believe in them. Though, I still thought there was a possibility of them being among us, don't get me wrong, having ghosts around would have been cool.

'Would have.' Well, now I know they are real and I have to experience it first hand, every day.

Again, I am getting ahead of myself, so i might as well start it from the beginning.

"Come over here," My raven haired friend pushed me infront of the portal. "I want a picture"

I stood for the picture, and the bright light of the flash momentarily blinded me. Blinking the black spots clear of my vision I turned to look at Sam, she had a glint of amusement in her violet eyes. "Ok, I showed you the portal. Can we get out of here now; my parents could be back any minute. Besides, it doesn't work anyway"

Sam released a little snort of laughter that could barely be heard. She didn't seem to care that it didn't work. "Haven't you wondered what the ghost zone is like? It could be unlike anything else!"

"You know what, you're right. Who knows what kind of awesome super cool things exist on the other side of that portal." I looked down at the hazmat suit that was still in my hands. The mainly white with hints of black suit was like the ones my parents wore most of the time. I slipped it on over my normal clothes, not caring that I was wearing them. I was about to walk into the poral and examine it when Sam stopped me.

"Hang on." She reached for the face of my dad that was stuck to my chest and ripped it off. "You can't go walking around with that on your chest."

I smiled at her, then turned to look at the portal again. I was curious to know what the ghost zone looked like, and if it was even possible to get into the other relm that was paraelle to my own.

"Here goes" I whispered under my breath as I walked in. It wasn't small, but it wasn't large. I looked around it, expecting something to happen, but nothing did. "Nothings happening, I'm coming out."

My boots made little pattering noises as I began to walk out, but I didn't get very far. There were loose wires littering the floor inside the portal, and my boot just happened to catch onto one of them. I fell foward, and put my arms out to steady myself, when I fell against one of the side walls.

I regained myself and stood up straight. "I'm ok!" I called to my worried friends, I saw the looks of relief on their faces that only lasted a second.

Lights began to flash, and a whirring noise started ringing in my ears, and before I could do anything I was getting zapped by crap loads of ectoplasim infused volts.

As soon as the pain started, I began to scream and writhe on the ground. The pain continued, and it felt like years before it eventually stopped. But while it was still going, I could feel the electricity pulsing through my veins, and bones, and every part of my body. My head felt like it was about to explode, and my heart was beating so fast it must have produced enough electricity to power a lightbulb for a life time within the small amount of time. I wished for death, I just wanted out. What did I do to deserve this amount of pain?

It resided slowly, but surely, and the electricity stopped. The machine's whirring noise cut out, as the power was turned off. I was already lying flat on the ground, but I felt myself slump down lower, and relax as the pain eased.

When I felt myself regain movement, I pushed myself to my feet, which was surprising after how much electricity had just gone through me. And I knew I should have been dead, but I hoped I wasn't. I staggered and stumbled out of the now off ghost portal and into the lab where my two closest friends Sam and Tucker were running over to meet me.

"Ow" I said as I felt a dizzy spell come over me, and I fell to my knees.

"Danny? Is that you?" I heard Sam's voice, which sounded like the voice of an angel at the time.

"What? Don't recognise me? Am I that burnt?" I had recovered enough to use some of my witty banter that I was famous for, and with a struggle I opened my eyes and looked at their faces. Their faces were grim, and darkened with fear.

"Um no, it's just..." Tucker's voice trailed off. It wasn't like him to be nervous like that unless something really bad had happened. And it had, I had died. Tucker grabbed a mirror from one of the lab tables and raced over to me with it. He held it up to my face so I could get a good look at myself.

Surprisingly, there were no new burns or scars or anything that were visible on me, and I was beginning to feel fine. More weightless than usual, but otherwise fine. The ground seemed to shake as I looked at myself in the mirror. My usually pitch black hair, was silvery white. My ice blue eyes were neon green. To make it weirder they were glowing, I was glowing! My whole body was glowing, and right then I was sure I was dead. My mainly white hazmat suit had inverted its colours and was now mainly black with a hint of white.

"I'm dead..." I mumbled in a quiet tone. Sam raced over to me and hugged me. Since I was a ghost, I thought she wouldn't be able to touch me. We made contact, and when she realised that she could touch me, she hugged me harder and tighter.

"Can't... breathe" She released me and looked at me with a look of pure shock, she saw the natural rise and fall of my chest, and thought it seemed slower than normal, it was still there. I had to have been alive!

I took a hand and touched my other wrist. There was still a pulse, I could feel my heart beat. "I have a pulse..."

Tucker and Sam felt my wrist in turn, and they both shared the same look of surprise that I felt on my own face. Bangs and clatters from upstairs made us all jump, and I looked down at myself, I was still a ghost, but why did I feel so... human inside?

As soon as I started to think about being a human, I felt a jolt of almost more electricity at my stomach. I gazed down and saw this silvery white ring appear, surrounding me. It split into two, and one traveled up my body, and the other traveled down. I was back to being my old self. The feeling of being weightless vanished, and in comparison I felt like a rock. But I was normal again.

The hazmat suit I had been wearing as I entered the portal had vanished, and now I was left with just my normal everyday clothes. I smiled at Tucker and Sam, and they returned the smile when they realised I wasn't dead.

"What are you kids doing down here!?" An ear splitting scream came from the stairs as my mother raced down, soon followed by my dad. They looked at us, then at the portal. "Get away, it isn't safe!"

They dragged us away from it, and upstairs into the kitchen where they began to lecture us about the dangers of the ghost portal. 'Ghosts could kill you' 'You could have been hurt!' That last one made me laugh a little, though neither worried parent seemed to hear.

"You could have died!" That last one made me seriously fight to keep the smile from escaping onto my face. My parents didn't know this, but we all thought that I did die, and I still had this weird feeling inside of me.

They forced Sam and Tucker to leave, and as my support group left, I walked upstairs and into my room. I was so tired after the near death experience that I jumped straight into bed fully clothed, and went to sleep.