Hellbreaker, I thought it was a good move, but as for the way that Danny was. I think that Sam would be different as she is more outspoken.
TheAngelofIego, thanks.
sapphireswimming, glad that you loved the pace. I wanted everyone to feel her and see it from a different POV.
DarkHinata91, AvalonXNaruto, TheAngelofIego, & Nayeli13, thanks for adding this story to your alerts.
Sam could feel the pain that entered her body, the feeling of electricity that went through her as her body became numb and her legs shook under her. She couldn't see anything, the white hot pain that flickered behind her eyes making even having them open painful. Closing her eyes she failed to see her bones flash under her skin, nor did she see the look on the former halfa's face as he stood at the entrance of the portal trying to see her. He couldn't seem to enter the chamber as the light disappeared and she struggled to move. It was like her whole body wasn't hers anymore as she forced her feet to move toward the entrance. Although she couldn't see she knew where she was going, her hands touching the wall of the now active portal.
Her hands found the edge, the lip of the portal, her slender pale fingers grasping for dear life just as a pair of familiar hands reached for her. It was relief that filtered in amongst the pain, the relief that she was alive and that Danny was there. Had she had to do that alone she wasn't sure how she would feel. There was still fear in the back of her mind, but having the raven haired ghost fighter at her side made her feel better as she collapsed against him. Her eyes were ringing as she felt his body vibrate under her weight. She knew that he was talking, but with the sounds already filling her ears she couldn't understand them and without her sight she couldn't see him.
Sighing she clutched at his white shirt, her hands barely following what her brain was telling them. She felt her fingers go intangible as she slipped through his hands. The young male clutched at her and she could feel the desperation which to her was confusing because to him she was a total stranger. She knew that she still felt close to him, even if he would never know that again. It made her depressed, but as she was drowning in that feeling she heard the sound of the front door to the house opening and the footfall above her alerted the trio to the fact that Jack was home.
"Shit," she heard Danny say, her hearing and sight returning slowly. "My dad is going to kill me!" Sam knew it was right because as much as Jack wanted his son to follow in his footsteps he still didn't like when the teens were lurking in his lab without him. "You need to change back." Blinking as her sight came back she realized he was right. There was no way that she looked normal, her eyes were probably green like Danny's had been. Looking down she felt a curse escape her lips. She was in all white, her boots, skirt, and shirt like pure snow while her once purple tights were a yellow green like the circle on her chest. The once green lines in her skirt were now purple, a complete turnaround of her original suit.
"I don't know how," she whispered as her voice began to return. "This is go-" She was cut off as Danny kissed her, his lips crashing down on hers with such force that her breath was knocked out, but she wasn't complaining because it felt good. Her eyes grew heavy as the sound of the lab door was thrown open in the distance, but Sam didn't even care because she was kissing Danny! He pulled back, his eyes just as glazed as her own were.
"I call that a fake out make out," he whispered, a blush flaring up on her own pale cheeks as she nodded.
"What is going on down here!?" Jack thundered, his blue eyes flashing as he looked around the lab. There was now a working portal where the dysfunctioning one had been hours before. His eyes fell on the couple standing there staring at each other. "Danny! What have I said about bringing people down here?" The young male was about to reply when Sam spoke up, her demeanor changing now that she was back to her original self.
"Hi, Mr. Fenton, Danny only took me here to meet you, after all who doesn't want to learn how to ghost fight from the best?" She put on a false smile, the man before her changing as he realized what she said. She knew that she would end up having to listen to the big man tell one of his strange stories, but it would be worth it.
"Well, it's always nice to see an avid ghost fighter, especially one so young. What's your name?" She offered her name, using the full version. "Well, Samantha, just understand that Danny knows better so I am going to have to ask you to leave so he and I can have a talk." The Goth nodded before walking away, but not before throwing the former halfa an apologetic glance.
The next morning Sam sat awkwardly in her chair, her former best friend sitting next to her. Both could feel the strange atmosphere, the Goth feeling like she was going to be sick as her stomach rolled with anxiety. She was just glad that her parents were away on one of their week long cruises. She didn't know what she was going to do if they found out what happened. Not only would they go after the Fenton's but she would probably be an outcast in her family, not that she wasn't already looked at strangely.
"So, what's the plan?" Danny whispered. Sam shook her head. She had no plan, not for this. This had been a spur of the moment thing and not that she was regretting it, but she wished she had thought this through on how it would affect her system because it always seemed like she was going to be sick. Was it because of her ghost half or was there something more devious going on?
Before she could answer the former halfa she found herself falling through her chair, so with a gasp of shock and nervousness she fell sideways just as Lancer turned around. She was screwed.
"Miss Manson," the overweight teacher said making his way back to her. Sam looked at him from her position on the ground, her head hurting as Danny looked down at her in horror. He had seen it while no one else had noticed, which for the Goth was a good thing. Still she was going to be ripped into and that wasn't something that was good for her. Her temper was bad, but she hated when this particular teacher talked down to her. "I know that you are so super smart that this must be boring to you, but for the love of Vanity Fair don't fall asleep in my class!" Sam blinked at him, her anger bubbling, but when Danny shook his head at her she took a deep breath. "Now, don't forget the meteor shower tonight and don't forget to wear a helmet." As he turned his back the bell rung, the whole class save for the pair and a few stragglers stayed behind. Tucker came over to join them, his teal eyes questioning.
"So, what are you going to wish for?" a blond jock named Dash inquired of a pair of girls, both cheerleaders. The blond female said nothing as the dark haired one looked thoughtful.
"I'm not sure, but hey with everyone at the party making wishes I am sure that I will think of something." That hit Danny and Sam at the same time, both of them looking at each other. Danny didn't know what that meant, but he remembered Sam saying something about a wishing ghost that first day she had approached him and by the look on her face it wasn't a good thing.
"Damn it," the raven haired halfa muttered. "Desiree."
"Um, who is Desiree?" Tucker questioned. Sam explained quickly about how the wishing ghost got more powerful with each wish, her desire to become more powerful the reason she had waited for Sam to make the wish she had. "So, basically the reason that Danny lost these ghost powers is because you got into an argument?" Sam glared at him. That was one thing that hadn't changed. Tucker only saw half of the issue, but she didn't have time for this. She was at a lose with only having her powers less than a full day and now she had less than six hours till it happened!?
"This is bad," Danny stated. Sam nodded, but as her head sank under the floor he muttered, "And it just got worse." She muttered something dark under breath as she disappeared from sight.
Paulina looked up at her father with open adoration as most of her peers danced out before them, smiles filling the large open space that was her backyard. A DJ stood off to the far right of the open dance floor while a disco ball hung from a tall pole mounted in the grass. Sam watched from a distance as Tucker sat a few feet behind her and Danny to her left. The two males were watching the party down below, neither of them invited as the Hispanic didn't seem to enjoy their company.
"She almost seems human," the Goth muttered. "I'm going to need to forget I ever saw that." To her right a shooting star passed, the tail shimmering in the darkness of the skies over them. "A shooting star!" She stood, her eyes closing as she tried to force her transformation, no catchphrase because as nice as Danny's was she felt it wasn't for her. As the two glowing rings of white light passed over her body the Goth found herself clothed as she had before and then it struck her. A skirt wasn't a good idea since she would have to fly and well... people would see up her skirt.
It felt so strange to be the Phantom when she had only witnessed it from the sidelines, and the times that her friend had come to her needing to be bandaged up. She hadn't really thought about all the effort it took to stay in the form. Suddenly she had the oddest feeling, like something wasn't quite right. Looking down her jaw fell open at the sight of her legless body.
"What the hell?!" she cried freaking out. When they returned, her legs that is, she relaxed, her feet hitting the ground. She had heard of your feet off the ground, but that was just too ridiculous. As she turned to the pair male teens she raised a brow, the look on their faces telling her something else was awry. Looking at what they were looking at she found her arms missing this time. "Frick!" Closing her eyes she forced her arms back to normal. As soon as she was sure nothing else was going to go wrong she informed the two males not to make any wishes. Both of them nodded in understanding.
Before she could say anything more the sound of Paulina's voice stopped her, more stars falling from the night skies.
"Look everyone!" All eyes turned to the skies as more and more stars joined their partners as it soon became a shower. It was now or never and Sam was feeling a bit nervous.