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Indeed it was an interesting year, the pair of girls destined to meet several times, though it did seem that Paulina had lost some popularity since the first fight where she had threatened Sam's dead parents. The Latina was very unfortunate since she was an attention hog when it came to the male populace and she lost that to Sam. Sam on the other hand seemed to have gained some of that popularity, though she didn't relish in it. In fact she hated it, the constant company from several students that had once been Paulina's crew. Dash, the blond that had been with the Latina that first day was a very strong hanger on, his blue eyes filled with adoration for the Goth... Not that he hadn't been infatuated with her from the moment he had laid eyes on her. He found her coloring very exotic and while he did constantly follow her around, whether in class or in the lunchroom, the Goth found ways to avoid him, to leave him in the dust. The sad part was that the raven haired female had to abandon her two friends at times since the football player knew that they were her only friends.
While both males understood her strategy Danny was hurt by her abandonment, wanting to aid her and yet be there for her with all that they had been thru. Tucker didn't know about all of it, the little things that the pair kept to themselves, but he was also understanding about the situation and how the pair had been thru enough that they were practically bonded by their trials. The techno geek did get to live what they did... though it wasn't what any of them had been expecting.
It was the year that the trio turned 15 that everything really changed, the Fenton adults having finally finished the portal that they had been working on for years, perfecting it save for the fact that it didn't work. Danny had been rather unsure about the large dark entrance, the lights from the room unable to reach into the pitch black of the finished portal. Sam stood at his side that day after school, Tucker next to her with a camera aimed at the disabled portal, the pair watching the raven haired male as he eyed the thing that had been long in making. His parents had gone off to another convention leaving the pair with Jazz as their babysitter, though the red head was currently tutoring a certain blond upstairs, the football player only there because the coach had found out about his failing grades and as he was the star quarterback, had gone to the genius to assist in keeping the male on the rooster instead of benching him as was policy for Casper High when an athlete was failing a class.
Thankfully he was preoccupied with his lessons as the trio moved closer to the darkened space. "Too bad they couldn't get it to work," Tucker stated with a disappointed sigh. While he wasn't into ghost hunting, though Danny's father had tried to recruit him, the techno geek was still interested in the ghost portal, something that was new to him. Danny shot him a look, Sam moving past her friends to step a foot into the gloomy insides. She was an avid paranormal fan, interested in the afterlife and ghosts in general, her peak happening that year after the ordeal with Vlad. She hadn't liked him being a ghost and even the trio that had helped him had not gained her interest, but the fact that there were such things as half ghosts and ghosts in general, proof that she had only wondered about after watching shows like Ghost Adventures, was true had made her very interested in the portal his parents had been making. In fact the Goth had gone down there a few times, though having to listen to Jack lecture about the work in progress had been boring, she had stayed and watched them.
The blue prints hadn't been too easy to figure out, but after a few weeks of spectating she had realized what went into building the monstrosity. "Well, seeing as your father messed up the first one according to your mother, it's surprising that they were even able to complete this one," Sam stated with a smile. "There are times I wonder why your mother even allows him to assist her." Now the raven haired teen turned to her, Tucker laughing at the comment about Jack. He had to admit that the raven haired adult was rather bumble-some, his clumsy manner obvious as his obsession with ghosts. The man didn't talk of anything save for ghosts, his life all about finding and capturing one. What he would do after... if he ever caught one a constant question though when you saw all the tools on the wall there was only one answer to that. He would take it apart, dissect it to learn what made it what it was just like the GIW had intended to do with the one half ghost in existence.
"True," Danny said with a sigh. Even the half ghost had commented on the fact that it had been Jack who had made him what he was, though he was too far in love with Maddie, Danny's mother, to even assign blame to the red headed ghost fighter. "And I had to inherit that." Sam turned to her friend, a sad look on the young male's face. Indeed, while he had inherited some of his better genetics from his mother he had inherited the clumsy half of his genes from his father.
"Still, you're not as clumsy as him," the Goth pointed out. "If you had then you would never had been able to save me." He gave her a grateful smile. It was true. He had been able to help his friend with little issue concerning that particular trait. Sam turned from him, taking another step into the darkness, careful of the wires around her as her boots squeaked. Danny moved closer to the portal, his blue eyes full of worry as he watched his friend mess around with something none of them fully understood.
"Sam, what are you doing?" he hissed as he too took a step into the darkness. Tucker moved to grab a hazmat suit, handing it off to his friend with a look of concern for the Goth already in the portal. Danny almost handed it back, more concerned for his friend almost hidden by the darkness of the portal but deciding that he was better off with it on quickly pulled it over his cloths, the techno-geek handing him another for the female turning to them. Danny tossed it to her, the Goth eyeing the outfit with mild disgust, Jack's face smiling at her. "Please put it on." Heaving a sigh she did just that before yanking the face of the dark haired ghost hunter off the front just as Danny made his way closer to her.
"Take your father's face off of it," she said before turning from him, her hand reaching out to touch the wall when she came across a rather large pile of wires. The teen did that, tossing the sticker onto the floor of the portal before continuing after her, but he was moving too quickly, his sneakered feet hitting and catching on the large pile of wires that the Goth before him had just stepped over, his hand coming down on what felt like a switch just as the door that led to the lab where they were let out a shudder. Tucker turned, his camera still pointed at the portal as he held his breath, thankful that he had locked the door after they had entered the room, that same room filling with light from the inactive portal. The lights above him flickered, the sound of a scream filling the house. He turned back, his teal eyes wide as electricity crackled around the pair still in the portal, their screams filling his ears at the same time as the door behind him shuddered again, a scream coming from the other side.
"Danny! Sam!" the dark skinned male hissed, his voice low even as the room went completely dark, the only light from the portal before him, the pair appearing from the now green swirling light that illuminated the room. Crouching down over the Goth, her hair white as it spilled around her head like a halo. "Sam," he called again, keeping his voice low as Jazz's voice filtered into the room. She was on the other side of the door, the jock's own position unknown since he said nothing. Sam opened her eyes, the orbs looking up at him a bright green and filled with confusion and pain.
"Where's Danny?" she asked, her voice rough with pain. Tucker looked over her to see the other teen near her feet, though he was already on his hands and knees. He was hacking, some blood landing on the ground.
"He's fine," the technophile stated, though he was unsure if the other male was really okay. Spitting up blood was not a good sign, right?
"Sam?" the now white haired male asked. "Where are you?" That raised a few brows since the male was practically on top of her feet. "Tuck? I can't see you guys!"
"Danny! Sam!" Jazz called, her voice rising in worry as she tried to work on the door, seeming unaware that it was locked and that they had done it. "What is going on down there?!" Tucker stood up quickly, forgetting that his camera was still running as he moved toward the door, the darkness making it hard to see where it was, though the glowing from the portal made it easy to see parts of the room. Sam sat up, her eyes wide as she looked down at her feet to see her friend.
"I'm right in front of you," she practically whimpered, fear and worry tinting her voice. He looked up at the sound of her voice and while he could see something now, it was all blobby and fuzzy. She reached out and grasping his face pulled him closer to her, his eyes wide and green like her own. "Danny," she murmured. "Your eyes..." He blinked, his vision beginning to clear a bit to see that he was looking into a pair of green eyes that resembled Sam's own though not her amethyst orbs. He almost pulled back when she began to talk again, her voice assuring him that he was looking at his friend. "...they're green."
"So are yours and your hair... it's white."
"So is yours," she stated, her body still buzzing from the shock that she found her legs unable to move so she could stand. Danny was the first to get up, aiding his friend as Tucker talked thru the door to Jazz, Dash's voice coming thru now. The pair of teens made it to the sink that stood off in the corner of the large room, a small mirror over a sink their destination. Both looked up at the same time, their reflections looking back at them not what they had been prepared for. Their white hair stood on end slightly from their electrocution in the portal and the green eyes glowing like glow in the dark stickers. Danny reached out, his fingers encased in white gloves, to touch the mirror as Sam looked down to see that she was still in the hazmat suit, though it was now black with white boots and gloves.
"A-Are we dead?" he asked, turning toward her. She looked up him, her white hair tickling her ears.
"I don't t-think so." She pinched herself, the pain of it alerting her to the fact that they weren't dreaming and if they could feel pain then they weren't dead either.
"I think you are half ghosts," Tucker said, the pair jumping at his voice to find that he was next to them now, his sister's voice still filtering into the room. "Just like that one guy, Vlad, you were telling me about." Sam cursed, Danny blinked, the pair turning back to the mirror.
"That's not good," Sam muttered. "Well, not if we are stuck like this." She turned to Danny. "If your parents find us like this we're going to be dissected!" The halfa male before her and the dark skinned male at his side realized that she was right. Messing with the portal was bad, even being in the lab without either parent there to supervise was asking for punishment, but with them being what the GIW had been hunting and his parents part of that lynch mob they were just waiting to be caught and killed.
"How do we change back?" Danny asked. "Vlad could change so how do we do that?!" Tucker began to think. There had to be a way that they could change back and they needed to do it soon. Not just because of his parents either. Jazz was on the other side of the door looking for a key with Dash in tow, not to mention that if they couldn't change out of this appearance they were in then they were screwed in other ways. They had mentioned a ghost that loved to hunt special prey, Vlad having been his first trophy. The pair was freaking out so badly that when Sam disappeared, Danny followed suit, both going thru the floor without Tucker noticing, the door behind him thrown open as two pairs of light entered the room. The dark skinned male turned in surprise, his teal eyes closing as the light hit his eyes.
"Tucker, where are they?" Jazz asked, the technophile snapping back that at this point he could see nothing with the light in his eyes, but as soon as she took it away he realized that both halfas were gone, no one in the room but the three of them.
"Um...I don't know."
