Beta'd by sapphireswimming, here is a story that I'm giving a sneak peak through this challange XD You'll understand why it's titled like this, but the real title for the chapter is Revival, Survival, Denial.

Enjoy!

Snowman

(?)

I opened my eyes to find a white haze surrounding my vision, and wished they would close again because of the pain it caused.

It was pain, but it was on a different level than I was used to. It was levels that burned my skin like tar, but subsided after a while. It smoldered me till I couldn't breath. I couldn't feel anything else around me except the burn on my skin and the cold that was slowly gripping me. I tried to move any part of my body, but my limbs seemed cemented in place. I bravely peered out into the haze that I recognized as ice before closing them again. I saw nothing that would tell me where I was.

Voices echoed around me that was unfamiliar. What had happened to me? Who was I? Why couldn't I breathe or move? The voices got louder. Suddenly a burning fire lit my chest.

Why? I was fine, alone and isolated. In the cold, I felt nothing. Now that these people were trying to disturb me, I was in pain again. I remembered a greater pain than this, but all I could remember was a flash of green. This pain was red and warm. The pain that I couldn't place was as cold as my imprisonment. These people were meddling for no reason. I was prepared to ignore them, but a voice… a female voice broke through the barrier of ice.

"Please?" It was a simple question that I couldn't answer, but I wanted to answer her. What did she want? As if she heard me, the woman clarified.

"If you can hear me, please live. I know can hear me somehow."

"He can't hear you. He's gone. Dead." A male voice cut in.

Dead? I didn't feel dead. I didn't feel alive either. I was only numb as the heat and cold mixed around my chest. Soon the female voice spoke again with disbelief.

"I don't believe you! I think we can revive him! Maybe his soul is still in his body."

"He's been in there who knows how many years. It's a myth that you can revive someone who is frozen. We're just unfreezing him to study his body for historical data. Nothing more."

The voices ceased, and suddenly the stone cold prison ended.

"There, he's thawed… no life like everyone else we've dug up," the man said with absolution. I felt small slender fingers pry my semi-thawed hands and grab the items I held in my grasp. My memories started to kick in… I was holding my cellphone and a note. A small memory broke into my head again. A large orange man was handing me a note. His details were blurred over like special effects, and the place the man stood in made no sense. The background was green, like the pain I couldn't clearly remember. I tried to remember what was on the note that was taken from me, but my mind drew a blank.

I heard the crinkling of paper, and a small gasp of excitement. The woman had read the note that was only meant for me.

"What?" her partner asked. I wanted to ask the same thing, but I still couldn't respond.

"I-I think his name is…" she stopped, than whispered almost inaudibly, "Danny."

"What did you say?" her partner pressed, not hearing what she was saying.

"His name was Danny."

"Ah, a common name back then," he stated happily.

My name… she said my name and small things in my mind clicked together. Again she spoke my name.

"Danny… wake up," she pleaded.

"You do this every time! If you know their names, you always talk to them like they can hear you! I don't know how I even work with you," the man huffed with obvious annoyance.

I decided I was going to prove him wrong. I remembered everything… I remembered who I was and what I am. The bubble that kept me dormant exploded, and let me open my eyes.

XXX

(Woman)

I was about to argue with my partner about my theories, when suddenly a small gasp of breath that was not our own silenced us. Turning around, I found an impossible sight that choked me.

The white haired boy gasped for breath and sat up like someone had done CPR on him. I realized then that my saying his name had brought him back! Slowly, he opened his eyes, and I stared into the bright emerald green that seemed to glow. Actually, he seemed to be glowing all over. Maybe he was radioactive.

And if waking up wasn't enough, he spoke in a hoarse but young voice.

"Uh… who are you people?"

XXX

(Danny)

When I opened my eyes, I realized four things.

One: I was still in my ghost form, which meant I was battling someone before I froze.

Two: my parents were going to kill Danny Fenton for being away how knows how long.

Three: I was on a table in a brightly lit but freezing room.

Four: there was a tall thin man with scruffy brown hair and black eyes staring at me with shock. His small rectangle wired glasses fell forwards as he tried to look at me like a piece of artwork, and he shifted his white lab coat forward when he finished inspecting me. I didn't know he was Goth or not, but his black fashion statement underneath the white lab coat made me think of Sam.

It looked like he had seen someone come back to life… well… I sort of had.

The girl was equally skinny with long, straight, black hair and kind blue eyes. She had an expensive looking device that I deduced was a notepad, and a wild grin on her face. "I knew you were alive! I just knew it!"

"Actually, I'm a ghost," I explained as I tried to clear my throat.

"Well, that makes more sense, since your glowing and stuff… but I didn't know a ghost can ask questions." The guy said slowly, like I was a baby who couldn't understand what he was saying.

I had no clue what was going on, but I left sure that things were going to be really complicated from now on.

Hoped you all liked it XD. To be continued XD Until then,

Chow! : )