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Quick summary: not much happened in the first chapter, but I always get confused when I read too many Fanfiction's as to which one I'm reading so here it goes. Alex and Danny are twins. They have just been shown the Fenton portal and have gone in. The story now picks up right after they stumble out.

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom but Alex is all mine. (Happy squeal)

Sam and Tucker had watched excitedly when Danny and Alex had walked into the in-active portal, but now they were frantic. After a moment of screaming that seemed to last forever, the two brothers had stumbled out and collapsed on the floor. The two friends didn't know what to do! Their two best friends were lying unconscious and they were completely baffled by their appearance as well.

All of the colors seemed to be reversed. The disheveled, black locks that were so familiar to Sam and Tucker had turned snow white. For the brief moment that their eyes had been open, bright neon green could be seen. Not even their clothes were spared. Danny's mostly white jumpsuit was now black with silver-white trim. Alex's outfit was the most perplexing. The original green and black were switched like his brothers, but the now green swirls were moving. Originally it had seemed that way when the fabric moved, but the boy was lying on his side, still as a rock right now, and the lines and curves were snaking their way through the tight material, making different shapes and designs. While the Goth and techno-geek panicked, no one noticed the red and blue mists that escaped Alex and Danny's lips…

"Danny? Alex? Is everything alright down there?" Maddie's concerned voice echoed down the steps.

"Darn it! She must have heard their…screams," her voice caught on her last word but she shook her head and let a determined look cover the fear and worry. "Tucker, you stay here and try to wake them up, I'll distract their parents."

"What? But, Sam, I-" Tucker tried to think of an excuse. There was a reason he was squeamish in hospitals, and not just because of the needles; sick people made him nervous. He always wanted to help them, to be able to make whatever was wrong go away, but the fact that he couldn't do anything bothered the teen.

"Hello? Are ya'll still down there?" Maddie's voice sounded more worried now that there had been a pause without an answer.

Sam growled, "Just do it Tucker!" she tuned to the stairs, calling over her shoulder as she went, "I'll be back as soon as I can to help."

Tucker could only stare at the place he had seen his friend disappear into. As he stood, he could hear the bewildered mother's voice through the open door near the kitchen.

"Sam? What are you doing here?"

"Oh you know I can't pass up a new ghost invention Mrs. Fenton. I had to come and see it for myself," Sam sounded excited, but Tucker could hear the sarcasm lacing her words.

"Really? Well, do you know what that noise was? I thought I heard one of the boy's scream, but I'm not sure."

"Oh, they're fine; I just scared them when…"

Tucker tuned out so he could focus on the twins. He knelt down so that he was in between the two forms, studying them closely to try and estimate what was wrong.

In a flash of horror, he realized the two boys weren't breathing!

"No, no, no!" he whispered, "come on guys, wake up! You can't be dead!"

He frantically started to lay the boys down flat on their backs, since they had fallen in awkward positions. Alternating between the two, he began to pump on their chests, trying to revive their breathing. He wondered if he was doing it right. Was he helping or hurting them? He didn't know, but one thing was for sure, though: he was not going to do mouth to mouth unless absolutely necessary.

Fortunately, he was saved from that when Danny and Alex gasped, simultaneously shooting up to a sitting position. Tucker, being so close to them, shot to his feet in surprise, stumbling into a lab table behind him. He noticed the boys staring around with wide eyes, trying to get their bearing, so he decided to let them process all of the changes on their own before he interfered. Frankly, he was just glad they were breathing again.

Alex groaned loudly, rubbing the side of his head with one hand and holding his abdomen, protectively, with the other. "Ugh, did you get the number of that car that hit me?" Alex whispered.

Danny shook his head, but then clutched it quickly, trying to quell the pounding he felt between his ears. "I didn't even see it coming. Do you hurt as much as I do?" Danny tried to stand, but quickly fell back when a wave of dizziness hit.

"How should I know? I'm your twin, not an empath." Alex had more success in standing, so he stretched his hand out to his brother. Danny squinted at the hand in front of him and took it, trying to pull himself up without making his surroundings spin too much.

His head was killing him! He could barely see two feet in front of him without it blurring and he felt like he had a migraine mixed with his entire body being thrown in a blender. And of course, Alex suddenly dropping him didn't help matters.

"Oof! What was that for?" Danny shouted at his brother, annoyed that he was dropped so carelessly.

"Hey, um, Danny?" Alex stuttered, shock clear and evident in his voice.

"What?" Danny snapped.

"Why is our hair white?" Alex's eyes were wide with his sudden shock and realization.

"My hair…"Danny crossed his eyes to stare at the white bangs in front of his eyes. When he had indeed confirmed that his usual onyx hair was now snow white, he pointed an accusing finger at his brother, a lopsided grin on his visage, "another prank gone wrong, bro?" he teased, momentarily forgetting the events that had happened before they were knocked unconscious, he found the balance to stand up on his own.

But Alex shook his head vigorously, "no, I didn't do this!" he leaned closer to his squinting brother who backed up at the sudden intrusion to his bubble. "And what is with your eyes?"

Danny was about to reply with a comment about Alex's eyes, but was interrupted by Sam quickly coming down the stairs, "ok, your mom is persistent! Now I know where you two get your stubbornness from. She would not let it go that…"

She stopped walking when she saw the wide eyes and shocked faces of the three boys.

"Geez, with the look on your faces, you'd think somebody died in here."

The twins shivered, "this isn't funny, Sam." Danny said seriously.

"For once, I agree. What happened anyway?"

Tucker stepped forward to get a better look at Alex's hair, "I don't know, but it looks like that portal might have done something to your DNA. It would explain the hair and eye color-change."

The events from before came crashing down on the twins and Alex groaned, "I knew all that ectoplasm around the house would mutate us! I guess this is better than growing an extra arm, but still."

"You know you talk too much, right?" Danny teased.

Alex scowled, "so you always tell me."

"Wait," Sam examined the twins with narrowed eyes, "I think it's more than that. You're both glowing, and your eyes aren't the natural green you see on people today."

"So says the girl with purple eyes." Alex pointed out.

"You know what I mean…"she drifted off, a thoughtful finger on her lips. Seeming to come to a conclusion, she grabbed the first thing she could get her hands on, which happened to be tuckers red beret, and threw it at Danny's head. She did it so quickly, that the poor boy didn't have time to dodge and was hit with the hat square in the face.

At least, it seemed that way, when the beret passed cleanly through, all but Sam were stunned.

"Thought so," Sam said, sounding semi-serious and semi-excited, "it seems to me that you two are now ghosts, how's that for irony?"

"What?" the boys exclaimed. Danny and Alex were so shocked; they started doing that thing tucker hated: finishing each other's sentences back and forth when the other couldn't.

"We can't be…"Danny started.

"Ghosts. That would mean…"

"We'd be dead, we are not dead!"

"And besides that…"

"Ghosts don't exist."Danny and Alex said the last part together, showing how closely their minds worked and how in sync they were despite their differences. They may have been taught to believe in ghosts, but that didn't erase the sliver of doubt never having seen one brought on their minds. They believed a little, but that didn't exactly help their argument at the moment.

"Did I just hear you say ghosts don't exist?" Jack's booming voice came down the stairs, "no son of mine isn't going to believe in ghosts."

Sam and tucker tensed, but could only watch as the twins started to pace. Sam had jammed the door, but it wouldn't take long for the eldest Fenton to knock right through it in his haste to correct his sons' thinking.

"Oh man, oh man," Alex said, moving quickly across the floor, but not actually touching it.

"We can't let him see us like this! He hates ghosts!" Danny joined his brothers agitated steps in the air.

"I am not a ghost, I am not a ghost," Alex chanted to himself, eyes tightly shut. He refused to believe what his eyes were telling him. Searching within himself, he dug for any sign of life- a beating heart, warm blood- but only found warmth in his chest where his heart should have been, everywhere else was icy-cold. The warmth wasn't beating, indicating that it wasn't his heart, but the warmth he felt encouraged him. Mentally, he pulled the feeling, and it spread through his body. All of this happened in a second, instantly making a glowing white ring appear around his waist and split up and down. In a flash, Alex had returned to his human form, and in that same moment, so had Danny.

Caught off guard by the sudden reappearance of gravity, they tumbled to the ground, Alex knocking down Tucker and Danny landing on Sam. All four of them were now in one giant pile of legs and arms.

At that moment, Jack finally managed to open the door and come down the steps and was given plain view of the compromised position of the quartet. "Uh, what are you four doing?"

"Oh you know," Sam said, "just lying around." Being on the bottom of the pile, she could only shrug and hold up her chin on a propped up elbow, trying to look casual.

Jack raised an eyebrow, but let it slide, "uh, ok. Ya'll want to stay for dinner? Mad's just finished making some meatloaf."

Knowing Mrs. Fenton's infamous cooking; the Goth and techno-geek quickly shook their heads and shoved the twins off of them. So they could scramble to their feet.

"No thanks, Mr. F," tucker said quickly.

"Yeah, wow," Sam looked at her bare arm, "look at the time! My parents are probably wondering where I am. Bye Mr. Fenton!"

"Wow," Danny whispered, "didn't even say anything about how we managed to change back from being a ghost…"

Alex was too stunned by the whole ordeal to fully process a reply, but he did manage a soft nod. He couldn't really blame his friends though, he knew his mother's cooking could scare away even the toughest of men if you weren't used to it like the Fenton's.

The boys watched as Tucker and Sam barreled past Jack and out the door in record time. Jack, all too used to his sons' friends' antics, simply ignored them and focused on the twins still on the floor. He offered them each a hand and helped them to their feet.

"So what's the plan for tonight, dad?" Alex asked, a mischievous grin on his face, his plan was that if he forgot about what had happened earlier, it would be like it never happened.

Jack grinned back, "I was thinking that I could be working on this new Fenton Foamer prototype and then you two could…"

Danny had been listening up to this point, but he quickly lost interest to stare at his bother. Why was he just talking like nothing had ever happened? How could he ignore that horrible cold, lifeless feeling that he had felt inside him? Of course, Alex could have felt something completely different, but still. For a moment, he had been dead; a ghost! That wasn't something you could just burry under the carpet and forget about. He certainly couldn't. And it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

The feeling of death had been horrible to say the least, but it had also felt wonderful. Now that his mind wasn't panicking and he could focus back on that feeling, he could remember the feeling of power that had coursed through him. And that weightlessness! He was literally floating on air! That had been the best part, really. Being the aspiring astronaut that he was, he had always wanted to fly. For that feeling alone, Danny was considering to try and go back to that form again. As long as he could change back, he had no qualms with being able to fly…

"Danny!" Alex was waving a hand in front of his face, "earth to Danny, you in on the plan or are you eating the meatloaf?"

Danny's nose scrunched up in distaste, "no way! But what's the plan again?"

Alex quickly went through the plan again before the trio ran upstairs to the kitchen with their mother/wife to execute their plan. Hey, I said they were used to the bad cooking, not that they were suicidal enough to actually eat it! In the commotion and excitement, however, no one noticed the giant green swirl of the open portal in the back of the lab…

"How did she even have time to make the meatloaf?" Danny asked, bewildered, "she was with us down stairs during your, err, informative introduction. And it's only been like, half an hour since that started, not enough time to cook mom's version of meatloaf."

Jack shrugged, "she had put it in the Fenton Oven before, but it's really been an hour since then." With his last comment, he checked his watch to confirm and nodded once he was satisfied.

"Which means burnt bad cooking," the twins said together. Yeah, they did it a lot, but that's what happens when you've been with someone since the start of your creation.

Grabbing the pieces of the Fenton Foamer, mainly the part that would be squirting the sticky green substance, Jack took the lead on the plan. As soon as Maddie placed the meatloaf on the table, the twins moved away from the basement doorway and moved to their seats on the right of their father, incidentally passing their father and bumping into him.

"Woops!" jack exclaimed falsely. He pretended to fumble with the device in his hand and pushed the button to release the goop onto the area around him. Unfortunately, Jazz took that moment to enter and was covered from head to toe with the glowing green slime. The stuff got everywhere, but poor Jazz had to bear the most of it.

She shrieked in surprise and just glared at her father, the sole person in the room who didn't even have a drop on him. But the sight was lost on the twins; they were too busy writhing in agony. They had screamed at the same time as Jazz, so their parents hadn't noticed, but they felt like their skin was burning.

Trying to find an escape from the pain, they left the kitchen, much to their parents' confusion, with a quick excuse of going upstairs. They wasted no time in barreling up the stairs to the closest bathroom and jumping in the shower, clothes and all. They quickly turned on the water and rubbed at their sore skin to try and remove the painful substance.

After a few minutes that seemed like hours, the pain eventually subsided and went away, leaving the twins with pink skin and small burns in some places.

"What was that?" Alex exclaimed to his brother, shivering in his wet clothes and grabbing two towels from underneath the sink.

Accepting the proffered towel, Danny shook his head, "I don't know, but I am going to find out."

A/N: how was that? Good second chapter? Did I lose any of you? I hope not but I don't know. I know I posted this story on a Tuesday, but I really don't have that much spare time to write and edit, so updating will be a little sporadic. Sorry. I'm trying to do it every week on Thursdays, but if I can do it earlier, I will.

Should I keep it in third person, or what? Also, I need a beta. If any of you are interested, let me know please!

Also, check out my other story on my profile, it's a crossover with Cirque du Freak if you're interested. So far there isn't anything really related to that, but it will soon. I'm trying to write it so that you don't have to read the books to understand, but maybe the movies would be a good reference point to go to.

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