What if when Danny became half ghost, a ghost became half human?

River flew fast, dodging Ember's guitar fists. She readjusted the hood of her cloak, sticking her tongue out at Ember, before completely turning around to watch her face. Ember growled, baring her teeth. "I'll teach you to crash a concert, you little brat!"

Ember started playing Phantom of the Opera, throwing punches at River who was now flying backwards. River opened her mouth to taunt Ember, but froze as a green light enveloped her, pain following the light. Her unearthly wail mixed with that of a teenage boy floating beside her, his back arched in agony. She wrapped her arms around him, hoping to use her abilities to help ease his pain.

River bit back a wail, instead whimpering as pain racked through her. She looked down at the now dying boy. She hugged him tight and wished she could do something about it. She possessed the unconscious boy and dragged him away from the ghost zone. He was human and the portal was draining him of life, and, since she was possessing him, indirectly making her human. (Though she didn't know that. But if she did, she still would've helped.) She lay him gently on the floor after phasing out of him. Immediately she felt a shock, and she blacked out.

Two Years Later

River's POV

The first thing I feel when I come to, is weight. I feel heavy, though I'm weightless unless I chose to be. I sit up and rub my eyes to force them to focus. All I see when I open my eyes is white. I sit up and try to fly. The only thing I succeed in doing is fail in my attempt to fly.

After a few minutes of me failing, a woman walks in with a clipboard. She smiles at me and sets the clipboard down on the table. "Well, looks like our mysterious Jane Doe is finally awake." She makes me sit down on the bed before sitting next to me.

I turn toward her and look her dead in the eyes. "My name is not Jane Doe."

The woman looks at me, shocked. "Oh, I know that, sweetie. We needed something to call you while you were here." She tries to regain her overly sweet smile and ends up with a tolerating grimace. "What is your name?"

I turn my head away, looking at the floor. "River." I murmur.

The woman nods, satisfied with just that, for now. She gestures to a pile of clothes and turns to leave. "Your clothes are here, and since you have no severe injuries, you'll be leaving soon."

She leaves and I walk toward the clothing, expecting my cloak to be on the top, but the outfit is unfamiliar. The shirt was a dark blue crop-top with sequins in the shape of a star. The jeans were skinnies, with biker boots going halfway up her calves.

I got dressed and walk out the door. The woman greets me on the other side and leads me to a desk. "Ok. You need to call your parents to come get you, and pay the bills."

I look down and scuff my boot on the floor in discomfort. "I don't have any parents." My voice is barely audible, and the woman has to lean closer to hear.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't quite catch that."

I keep my head down, but raise my voice so she could hear. "I said I don't have any."

She looks at me sympathetically and picks up the phone. "I guess you'll have to go to an orphanage. And don't worry, sweetie, I'll pay for the bills."

I try to look thankful, really, I do, but I'm still trying to figure out what happened. I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the window and freeze. My hair is golden brown, not silver like I'm used to seeing, and flows down my back to stop just above my belt (No surprise there. It's always been long. I hate having short hair.) my eyes are a yellow/green, sparking with mischief. My face is almost unrecognizable. It's softer, making me look like a normal teen, and not a hardened thief I am, was?

I stop thinking. My attention is pulled back to the woman as she stands up. "Come on. They're waiting."

Looking at her, my mind tries to figure out what she's talking about. "Who?"

"Well, River, sweetie, the orphanage has no more room, so they asked around for someone to take you. I think you'll love them! They have a daughter about your age."

I inwardly sigh. "Joy."

The woman fails to hear the sarcasm and lack of enthusiasm in my voice. "Isn't it?! You have someone to talk to about girl stuff and swap makeup tips... 'Corse I never had anyone to do those kinds of things with. I was the only girl in the family. Oh, here we are."

Her voice brought me back to reality. I looked at the family who was taking me in and set my jaw.

***Hey. Uh... So, please please please review and tell me what you think. Please? Thanks. And if anyone wants to know what the song sounds like, it's Phantom of the Opera by NightWish.***

Dani of the Electroclan