"Why did I do this to myself?" I asked to no one in particular. I shook my head, burying my head in my hands. I knew I would never be the same, that much I wouldn't doubt. I wish I had someone to talk to about this, but no one would understand. No one ever would.
It had been about a month since the accident, an accident that I brought upon myself. I could only blame myself for my error. Or at least that's what I thought it was, a simple mistake, a side effect of my clumsiness. Ever since middle school I always had a knack for tripping over air, thus becoming the reason why the jocks loved to wail on me so, but I digress.
When that portal whirred to life I knew something was gravely wrong. I felt my eyes grow as the device came to life, green and white energy swirling together at the end. In a sudden burst of light the energy shot forward and I felt it pass through me.
Cold, numb, energy.
Then came the electricity, it wrapped around my body and filled me with the worst pain imaginable. It felt as though I was being torn in two, dying a tortuous death that no one would witness.
It felt like hours as the electricity ran along my skin, but I knew it was mere seconds, if that. I had collapsed onto the ground and dragged myself along the lab floor, bright green clouding my vision. Everything had felt numb. I wanted to die, the pain too much to bear.
I had no idea how long I stayed there, my body limp as I stared into the swirling green vortex. I was so thankful the rest of my family was college hunting, if they saw me in that state...
No, they wouldn't understand.
I remember waking up as clear as it had only happened a few moments ago. My gaze was drawn to my body instinctively. I didn't see anything wrong, in fact I looked just fine. No scratches, burns, anything.
I stood up slowly, frantically grasping at the sides of the desk to right myself. Stars danced around my vision as I made my way to the basement bathroom. I breathed, and it was only then did I realize I didn't need to.
The oxygen felt strange, almost foreign as it filled my lungs. I shook it off as something from the shock, that it was clouding my mind. I then shifted my vision to the mirror, and what I saw shocked me.
My normal black hair was now a pure, snowy white, and my suit now had its colors inverted. But that wasn't what scared me the most.
My eyes, they were shining a brilliant green, an emerald green, nearly neon. My icy blue eyes were now the color of the portal.
And I was dead.
I remember moving my hand to where my heart should have been, only to find no beating. But I felt something else. Something...different.
My hand slid to the center of my chest, something was beating, no, pulsing. I knew what it was, some instinct, I inferred. But that meant that I was dead, no longer alive.
A soul.
"I can't be dead," I had murmured, tears falling down my cheeks. "I...can't." A wave of warmth surged over me, changing me back into my normal, human self. I blinked a few times, thinking that I was hallucinating. I inhaled, and the air no longer felt foreign.
Alive.
"W-what was that?" I pinched myself, and yelped in pain.
"I'm not dreaming, am I?" I looked down at my hands, which were trembling erratically. I stared into the vortex, green circling inside the hexagonal. I couldn't help but feel as though I was a part of that now as the cold had seemed to take residence inside of me.
I tapped into the cold that was locked inside of my chest, and it spread throughout my body like a freezing inferno. I was greeted by the reflection that almost looked ghastly, eerie too. A soft, white glow seemed to encase my body, giving an unearthly sense and look.
"Half dead, half alive...?" I had trailed.
"What am I?"
It had taken nearly the entire weekend for it to set in. Half dying isn't an easy concept to grasp, mind you. For the rest of the weekend I began to sink through solid objects and I sometimes couldn't see my own body. The accident had given me more than what I bargained for, not only was I a semi-dead teenager, I was a semi-dead teenager with super powers.
No, I take that back, I had ghost powers.
When the rest of my family returned a few days later they seemed to be irritated with each other.
Well, Jazz was.
She waved at me and sunk into the quiet sanctuary of her bedroom, no doubt trying to escape our parents.
"Danny-boy!" My father shouted, " How was your weekend, did you do anything interesting?" I shrugged.
"Not really, just hung out here. Sam and Tuck were busy this weekend." My mom nodded, putting the hood of her hazmat over her hair.
"All right sweetie, if you need us we'll be in the lab." I nodded, sitting on the living room couch. I ran a hand through my ebony hair, only to sigh as it did so intangibly. I closed my eyes tightly, willing my hand to become solid, and it did.
Things continued like that for the next three weeks, the only difference being that my parent's inventions now took a particular liking to me. And by that I meant that they would go haywire near me, not that my parents would notice.
Hell, even when they found the portal active they had thought it had simply needed time to activate. Little did they know that they had placed the 'on' switch inside the portal.
Whatever time wasn't dedicated to schoolwork or chores I devoted to honing my powers. I was glad that this had happened during the summer, as there was no telling of what would happen during school. But that's beside the point.
Changing forms came naturally to me, almost like blinking. Intangibility...not so much. I was better than before but I still seemed to sink into things and trip more so. Invisibility too, I suppose. Though my favorite was flying.
Ever since I was little I wanted to become an astronaut. It was something with the stars, it may have been how bright they shone through the depths and silence of space... Or perhaps it was the sheer limitless feeling of it all, no astronomical entities for millions upon millions of miles.
Silence.
Peace.
And loneliness.
Flying brought me so much closer to my dream that I could almost taste it. It was the ability I treasured most, to soar through the sky with no restrictions, to feel the wind in my hair... I could fly, fly higher than any other bird in all of Amity.
It was my escape.
And yet, here I was, one month later and no one knew of my other half. How I managed to keep it from my parents was one thing, but Sam and Tucker? They deserved to know.
I buried my head in my hands, and cried.
The title is based upon the song Save Me, by Globus. It's a very good song and recommend listening to it as it is similar to how Danny is feeling about the accident and is very fitting to his character in my opinion.
More importantly, review if you think I should continue, I haven't decided if I'm going to leave this as a one shot or not. So tell me what you think, they made that button larger for a reason ;).
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