Okay well here I am, I promise I'll have at least one chapter from one of my other stories out before the week is over… But this story was calling me and I have so many ideas for it. I almost wanted to start the story at an earlier point but then it started mixing with a Harry Potter fic I'm writing. It was at that point that I realized that I just have this sort of trio love. I love it when there are three best friends who work well together. (i.e. early team seven, golden trio, Percy-Annabeth-Grover, team Possible, Ect) now that I've realized it you're probably going to find it a recurring theme in my fiction. So if you really don't like them then you might want to find something else. Anyways enough rambling from me, this idea came from re-watching memory blank and wondering why in the world only Danny went it when Sam was obviously just a curious. And then it got started and it turned into what if the three of them had already faced danger and were willing to go into the portal together and now here it is by posting it I'm making sure that I remember it and therefore am planning on finishing it even though it's not completely fleshed out in my head.
Looking into your eyes I know I'm right, 'Cuse anything worth my love is worth a fight. –Kenny Loggins, I'm Free (Heaven Helps the Man)
"Well… Here we are…"
"Yep… Today we say goodbye to Middle school."
"And Hello to high school registration."
Sam glanced over at her two best friends, and grinned. They had finally made it, high school, the final step before collage, and the next step to entering the final realm of individuality. Sure her two best friends didn't quiet see it the way she did, but the feeling of excitement was the same, it was a new school, a new chance, and a new place to just be together. She had met Danny and Tucker in kindergarten and it was like fate. She and Tucker had immediately started arguing, it had almost come to blows, but then Danny had been there and like it was meant to be suddenly they were inseparable.
And now, almost nine years later, they were about to start a new chapter. Both figuratively and literally she had started a scrap book in sixth grade. Two books actually one for everyday life and normal friendship, and the other one for when the three of them started doing different things, like sneaking into research facilities and solving mysteries. Yes it was kind of dangerous, and there were days when they pretended that they were secret agents or something, perhaps taking thing too lightly. And yet, they had somehow fallen into helping others secretly, and even after almost four years they still were able to get away with it.
Sam was pulled out of her thoughts by Jazz, Danny's older sister, nudging the three of them towards the school.
"Come on you three, we don't have all day, and mom and dad wanted us home by two so we could see if the new portal is working." Sam loved Jazz, she really did, despite everything she claimed otherwise, Jazz was the older sister she never had, still being that she was her older sister figure it was also apparent that Jazz had the annoyingness of a sibling down pat.
"Oh come on Jazz," Tucker groaned, "You're parents have been trying to get that thing to turn on for a week."
Danny Nodded, before adding his thoughts. "It's true Jazz, it's not like you believe in ghosts anyways."
Sam Smirked before finishing off the argument. "And despite how cool it would be to see a different world, at the rate your parents are going, that portal isn't going to be functional for a long time."
Jazz sighed. "I know but they're our parents, and we need to show that we support them. Even if their ideas are crazy and illogical, by being there we'll be able to show them that there is life beyond the ghost filled world that they've forced themselves into. And with time we may be able to get them to realize the truth."
Sam glanced over at Danny and Tucker; their expressions looked exactly like the one on her face. The three of them turned to Jazz and opened their mouths "With your/our parents? Not a chance."
Sam Grinned as Jazz rolled her eyes. These sort of moment happened a lot with Danny, Tucker, and herself. They were always completing each other's arguments and speaking at the same time. They were best friends, they did everything together, and they were her family. She actually liked the Fentons and the Foleys better than her own family. The three of them made sense together, and that was that.
Registration day wasn't very exciting, just a whole lot of people speaking about the next step, and getting a whole bunch of paperwork piled into your hands. Still, it represented new freedom and new rights, and for Sam that was exactly how it should be. Besides with Danny and Tucker next to her she always felt like she was ready to take on the world. That didn't mean that by the time registration was over she wasn't ready to collapse.
"Ugg! Really Jazz," Danny groaned "Was it necessary to talk to every single one of the teachers for like ten minutes."
"Oh don't be silly Danny. I was just being polite. Besides now we get to see the portal aren't you three excited. Don't lie; I know that the three of you have been waiting to go down there together for a week."
Sam smiled slightly her spirits lifting. It was sort of exciting. She had even brought her camera… not that she didn't bring it to a lot of places, but that didn't matter. A new world and finally the three of them were going to get a chance to see it. Danny still looked somewhat unconvinced, but Tucker perked up slightly.
Walking into Fenton works was always interesting, but that was because the norm in the house was always changing.
"Oh Kids, you're finally here, come on down stairs, we're just about to get started." Danny's mom poked her head out the basement door smiling. Sam grinned back knowing that Tucker was doing the same and that Danny was shaking his head in fond amusement. She knew them well enough that she didn't have to look to know what they were doing.
Heading downstairs into the familiar lab, Sam glanced over at the hole in the wall. It was large and definitely looked like it could open a portal to a new world.
"Good you're here. You kids ready, this could get rough." Mr. Fenton said with a grin that showed that he wasn't taking his own words seriously.
"Ready," Jack called a grin on his face. "Three, two, One!" connecting the plugs there was a faint humming and everyone tensed.
There was a spark and then nothing.
Sam could feel her heart sinking. There was a feeling of disappointment in the room, and then Mrs. Fenton Perked up.
"Hey Jack; remember the Syntax flux inducer, the one with the size six bolts." Mr. Fenton nodded "Well what if we tweaked the wires and switched out the six bolts with five…" Mr. Fenton nodded thoughtfully, the excitement on his face making him light up.
"If we switched out the wires and made more space with the bolts…" He didn't pause to explain. In just a moment the Fenton Parents were up the stairs, and half a second later, the four teens could hear the Fenton assault vehicle starting up, and leaving way to quickly to be legal.
Jazz sighed, "Well if that's it then I'm going to finish my homework. See you later."
Sam grinned slightly, typical Jazz. Once Jazz left Sam pulled out her camera, and snapped a photo of the large, but empty, portal. "So," Sam started, "are we going to see what's on the inside or what."
"I don't know," Tucker started. "We've seen what ectoplasm can to do to things like Mrs. Fenton's cooking, are we sure we want to mess with something like that."
"Oh come on guys it'll be fun. It's not like we're just going to send one of us in. I've been excited about this all week, I know you Tucker and you've wanted to get a closer look at the tech for a while, and Danny, it's a ghost zone, think about everything that could be on the other side of that portal." She could see that she was wearing them down, not that they were that much against it in the first place. It was just part of Tuckers job to point out some of the more obvious flaws in the trio's, sometimes, harebrained plans. Tucker was only right maybe half of the time, mostly because the three of them together, had fairly good luck when it came to the crazy things that they occasionally got into. Still, they always made it out in one piece.
Danny grinned. "All right but only if we go in together… oh and we'll have to wear the safety suits." Sam's smile faded at that. She and Tucker had been friends with Danny long enough that the Fentons had been forced to make them suits, for safety purposes. And with the Fentons sense of fashion, the suits were things to dread.
"Oh come on!" Tucker complained, and Sam could only nod in agreement as Danny pulled out three suits from the closet.
"Sorry guys, but the things actually work, and I wouldn't forgive myself if you got hurt simply because we forgot simple safety measures." Sam groaned, but complied, she would hate to see Danny or Tucker get hurt because of her, or her fashion sense.
Still, she couldn't help but wince at the suit Danny had thrown at her. Sure, out of all of the suits the Fentons had made for her over the years, it was the least painful. That didn't mean that she enjoyed it. The suit was mostly black, which was okay, but when she had insisted on no pink on her suit the Fentons had instead turned towards yellow. It really was sad, especially since if they had done purple instead, she might have actually tolerated the suit.
The design wasn't that bad, partially since Jazz had helped with the initial stages of design. The yellow belt was full of pockets that would allow her to carry things like her camera, without the item getting damaged by any stray ectoplasm. There were also pockets on her gloves. (They were also yellow, what an annoying cheerful color) and there were more spaces to hold things hidden in the (annoyingly preppy) knee high boots. (Also yellow Dang it) But the worst part of it was the accessories. When she had refused to wear a helmet, (Danny had refused as well) the Fenton's had come up with a solution. For Danny it was the black collar on his jumpsuit. They had made a small series of chips that were woven into the fabric, which naturally kept ectoplasm away from the face. Danny had a high collar, so the collar was all he needed, but for Sam her collar was slightly lower, just below her collar bone. This meant she got accessories in the form of a YELLOW choker with a black metal pendant that hung just at the base of her throat. And to make sure she was completely safe, the Fentons had made her pull all of her hair back into a low pony tail with a STUPID, YELLOW, RIBBON! Sure the Ribbon would keep her safe that didn't mean she liked the color, or the look that they had forced onto her.
Still, she supposed her suit was better than Tuckers. He really should have been paying more attention to what was going on at the time. He had just shrugged when the Fentons had asked if he cared about what his suit looked like, too absorbed in the new upgrade for his PDA. This meant that Tucker had gotten saddled with an orange suit. His suit had a lot more Bulk on it then either Danny's or Sam's suits, but that was mostly his fault. He had metal cuff links and a large metal pack on his belt as well as metal links around his boots. The Fentons had made him take off his hat, so he could put on a sort of metal crown. Except instead of the crown pointing up it came down and framed his face. The glasses had also come off now replaced with a visor that retracted from the metal frame. Sam would never admit it, but the metal frame made him look just slightly more mature, instead of telling him she teased him.
Tucker groaned. "Come on Danny this is embarrassing, I mean look we've worn these so many times that you'd think we could have changed the colors. I mean really, your suit isn't half as bad since Sam ripped off your dads face. Why couldn't we like spray paint mine or something." That's right Sam had finally gotten tired of Jack's face last time they had worn the suits, when they had gone to explore the abandoned radiation lab. Good times, good times.
They had actually worn these suits far more then they probably should have sneaking around to dangerous places wearing the suits for protection. Tucker, she knew, was actually somewhat fond of his suit since he had started tinkering with the tech on it, adding his own improvements and taking off the more embarrassing parts like Jack's face. Somehow that man had managed to put his image on every suit including hers, not that it stayed there long. Pulling out her normal hair tie, and quickly brushing through the rest of it. She pulled it back into a pony tail, mentally groaning at the smirk on Tuckers face when he turned to her.
"Not to mention Sam looks a little like a bumble bee with the yellow and black theme." Sam narrowed her eyes but underneath her anger was the familiarity they had gone over this argument so many times that it was almost second nature.
"Oh like you look any better than I do, orange boy." Tucker opened his mouth to retort when Danny interrupted.
"Uh guys, we better hurry, with the way my parents like to drive, they could be home in a few minutes."
Glancing over at Tucker, Sam nodded to him; they both knew that adventure came before arguing.
"Okay then let's go" Danny said. Even though he hadn't exactly asked for the position, Danny was the unofficial leader our small band. He just took charge of situations when they went wrong, somehow keeping a level head. The three of them actually made a pretty good team. Tucker with his brains and almost strange sense of what was going on, Danny with his leadership and automatic ready to help those in need, and with her readiness to take risks, and the ability to pull them back out if things got to dangerous. They balanced, and when it came down to it they had gotten into enough strange situations to have saved each other's lives more than once. Their bonds of trust made sense.
Walking towards the portal, Sam could almost feel the energy in the air, something was about to happen. In a way she had never felt more alive. And then Danny looking around put his hand on the wall.
Sam just barely got a glimpse of the on/off button under Danny's hand and just had time to curse Mr. Fenton Before the pain hit.
Sam screamed. She barely registered Danny and Tucker's death grips on her as the shots of electricity and pain laced through her. And then one of the boys started pulling on her arm unable to tell who it was through the pain she instinctively knew that it was one of the boys and they would make it stop.
And then they were out. Falling in a pile on the floor her ragged breaths were the only thing that seemed real. Moving slowly she let her head fall back onto what she was pretty sure was Danny's shoulder. Slowly the pain faded, but the aching in her limbs stayed.
"Are we dead?" Tuckers voice was shaky but Sam didn't care if he was talking then they were still alive she hadn't just killed her best friends by suggesting they go into the portal. The guilt was almost tangible she wouldn't be able to live with herself if her boys had died.
"No, we're not dead, we almost were though." Sam Answered quietly "I'm so sorry I didn't know that would happen."
"It's not your fault Sam," Danny's said his voice slowly gaining strength.
"Yah," Tucker added quietly, "We all agreed to it."
"But I suggested it, I know I've gotten us into some sticky situations before but that could have killed us."
"It doesn't matter," Danny said, as he started moving. "We need to get out of here, before my parents get home.
Sam opened her eyes as she sat up, not having realized to closing them before. And then froze staring shocked at the two people in front of her. Not registering, that they were staring at her just like she was staring at them.
They were Danny and Tucker, but at the same time they weren't. Instead of the familiar Blue and Brown eyes that she knew so well, she was faced with glowing green and bright silver. All of the metal on Tuckers suit now shone bright and new, and where the suit had once been a vibrant orange there was now a soft blue. Yet he still looked like Tucker, same face, same expression.
Then there was Danny, his Black and white suit had inverted the main color scheme was now black with white accents, instead of the other way around. His hair was stark white and he was glowing. It was subtle but the faint light was there. They both were glowing actually in a way that she had only seen once. They had been exploring one of the more deserted places they had found. It was there the trio had seen the only reason she didn't think the Fentons were crazy… Ghosts. The creatures they had seen had the same faint glow around them and had been feral and wild. They had only left once Danny had shot one of them, with one of the experimental weapons that his parents had been developing.
Slowly a voice in the back of her mind whispered. 'Maybe we are dead… Maybe I did kill my best friends.' Unable to believe it, she glanced down at her hand. Instead of seeing the garishly, bright, yellow she was greeted with a purple glove. Slowly her eyes moved upwards the black fabric that made up her suit was now white. Starting to feel panicked, she reached into one of the pockets on her belt and pulled out a small hand mirror, (useful for blinding guards when trying to sneak into places they shouldn't be) almost afraid to look, but at the same time desperate for the knowledge. She looked into the reflective glass. Horrified golden eyes staring back at her was the last straw.
"I killed you, I killed us, we're dead."
And there we go. Not sure when I'll update this but like I said above I'm planning on updating Life as I Know it and As One by the end of the week so we'll see from there.
-Savvywolf