*7:00 am Monday Danny's Room*

Light peeked through my window shutters, landing directly on my closed eyelids as if it was purposefully focusing on them in order to get me up. I've been awake for a few minutes now just wondering when the light would just disappear, so I could get more sleep; but as my mom would have it, it was not to be.

"DANIEL JACK FENTON, IF YOU DON'T GET UP FROM THAT BED YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" The voice itself originating from what I believed to be the kitchen.

"Fuuuuuck" I said with so much grogginess in my voice, not fully recovered from last night…

My eyes widened 'Last Night!' I got up with more effort this time fully standing and walking to the mirror. I fully expected to see a scar or bruise where a box was hurled at me from the Box Ghost, but there was no blemish at all...weird

I lifted my shirt to see if the bruise from the box that hit my right was still there...Nothing, absolutely nothing…'I could've sworn there was a bruise there!' I thought as I put my shirt down.

'It couldn't have healed in that amount of time...could it?' I've never been this bewildered in my entire life as much as now. 'The accident in the portal must have affected me if the green eyes and white hair was anything to show…'

'What if I'm part ghost now?' as if responding to my thoughts, the white rings that turned me human appeared once again; but this time starting from the middle and moving upwards and down.

"Oh no not again!" staring at the reflection, which was staring back at me with its glowing toxic green eyes from last night. Just as I thought it couldn't have possibly get any worse, I hear the door knob jingle.

My eyes widened 'I FORGOT TO LOCK IT!' and thought quickly to run into my closet...only to trip over myself. 'I'M SO FUCKING DEAD' I thought to myself with panic overriding my mind. The door began to open, as I braced for impact and closed my eyes...until I went completely through the floor into the living room.

"Danny? Where is that boy?" I hear my mom still upstairs...wait upstairs? I realize now that I'm right behind the couch, and then realize that...MY MOM WAS COMING BACK DOWN! Not knowing what else to do, I ran into the bathroom where I locked the door.

'Phew' I released the breath I was holding. Walking to the sink I looked at myself in the mirror for the second time. 'If the thought of being a ghost turned me into a...this? Then maybe thinking of turning human…' My thought was cut off with the reemergence of the white rings encompassing me and turning back into what I assumed human. "This is so fucking weird." I said to no one particular.

Before I could think about my situation once again, I hear large knock originating from the door.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

'Oh shit' I thought as I opened the door to see a brunette short-haired girl wearing a blue jumpsuit angrily glaring at me. "DANIEL JACK FENTON WHY AREN'T YOU AT SCHOOL YET?!" I winced at the volume, my mom could be a real pain in the ass sometimes...maybe that's where I get it.

"Sorry Mom I overslept." I replied quickly not telling her that I was up till four attempting to tidy up the lab.

"Excuses...excuses...Hurry up and get to school." She said with a firm glare. Not wanting to stay any longer than I have to, I went to grab my bag from my room, only for my arm to go right through it...and disappear... 'OH COME ON! HOW AM I GOING TO EXPLAIN THIS?'

Thinking quickly I grabbed my black hoodie with blue flames at the back and put it on, acting as if I had put my arm in the pocket. Carefully testing to see if I could grab the bag with my other hand…AH HA It worked! Now final checklist. Black Jeans? Check. Hoodie to hide whatever the ghost thing did? Check. Black Shoes that are tied? Check. Alright...time for school…'fuck'

As I walked towards school with only ten minutes left, I began to wonder, 'Can I control this?' looking at my reappeared hand. Entering the school, I walked to my locker to get my sketchbook and leave my English book.

Reason being that his first period English, was a class he just didn't care about. The teacher was a bald bearded overweight man who doesn't care if you want to learn or not. He only cares if you interrupt his teachings, but besides that you can do whatever you want.

With only a couple steps left away from the classroom, the bell rang.

RIIIIIIINNNNNNGG

That wasn't anything new, I was usually late for this class anyway, and as I said couldn't care less. Opening the door I made eye contact with and he nodded at me as I took my seat. Going through my jeans I've realized a grave mistake...I forgot my phone and earbuds back at the house. 'GOD DAMN IT' I mentally screamed as I heard boring old voice talking about "rhetorical precis", whatever the hell those are.

Sighing quietly to myself, I reach into my bag and pulled out my sketchbook and a pencil, proceeding to place them on my desk, so I could sketch the period away, only to be rudely interrupted by a goth girl. She had short black hair reaching her shoulders, purple eyes, and a outfit to match everything involving her hair and eyes. Tank Top, pants, and boots all had black or some purple in it.

"Pay attention! We have a test coming up." she said as I stared at her with the blankest expression on my face. Turning back around I began to sketch what I looked like with my er...ghost form? But yet again this girl would not leave me the hell alone.

This time she chose to have a physical approach and slapped my shoulder...now I'm annoyed and slightly pissed. My eyes glowed slightly with green until disappearing as if never there. I turned back around with a glare. "Piss off goth." Now she was vocal, calling me names like emo-boy and loner. Didn't matter to me though, It was the usual to be bullied here at Casper High. And besides...no one here was worth talking to anyway.

However Lancer heard all the comotion and made his voice heard. "Daniel Fenton, Sam Manson for disturbing my class you both will have detention for a week starting today."

"But I was just trying to- " Only to be shut down by the bald teacher

"I don't want to hear it! Now stay silent, so I can teach people who actually want to learn."

I smirked 'serves her right, I'm not even going to attend, it's not like will care.'

Continuing my drawing till the end of the period, I heard the bell ring and quickly got up only to bump into the last person I wanted to see...Dash Baxter.

Dash Baxter is a blond asshole jock who gets his kick out of bullying people, specifically me. And as I was about to say sorry, He grabbed my shoulder and pushed me, making me stumble and crash into some desks. 'I think I scraped something looking at my arm, I could see blood...but also green stuff? 'What the- ' I couldn't finish my thought due to Dash then picking me up and throwing me across the room into the wall. 'Ughhhh my fucking head'

"That's quite enough unless you want to be expelled." I hear 's voice once again speak up, and for once I was glad that he did.

"Pfft you can't expel me, I'm the star quarterback of Casper High!" Dash proclaimed as he walked out of the room. 'What a great monday…' I thought bitterly as I walked out of the classroom, never hearing trying to talk to me.

*Lunch Time*

'I don't want to wait all that time' currently looking at the lunch line that was packed. 'Am I even hungry?' I thought about it, and no, no I wasn't; not even a slight craving for a snack. "Well looks like no food for me today." As I walked out of the lunch area and to a nearby shaded tree.

Sitting under it I began to think about the scrape I had gotten at first period, so I pulled up my jacket sleeve to see…'Nothing!' My eyes widened at the area. 'It was just here!'

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"Ghost powers?" I say incredulously. It was the only reason why all the marks he's been getting have disappeared over the duration of only a couple of hours. He then narrowed his eyes and looked to his forearms where marks had been made before...and they were gone too. "What's happening to me?...What am I?"

'I'm still alive...my heart's beating...but I'm cold...so deathly cold…' looking at my hands that seem paler than before the accident. 'Lets try something…' I went behind the tree and looked to see if anyone was watching...and no one was...like always…'whatever' shaking the thought out of my mind.

I looked down at my hands tried to recreate the sensation of when it went through my bag. I suddenly felt as if my hands were weightless, but that wasn't the only thing...I CAN SEE ALL THE VEINS INSIDE MY HAND!

"AH!" I shouted as I lost focus returning my hands to their normal state. 'Phew' I thought to myself as I looked around to see if anyone was peeking at him, again no one did.

Looking to my hands I tried it again, and this time I wasn't freaked out to see my hands ligaments, muscles, and nerves. 'This is so weird…' I then attempted to touch the tree, only for my hand to pass right through it. 'Woah…' I thought with amazement, but then realized something. 'It wasn't invisible like last time…" and just like that my hands turned invisible.

"Hahahah, This is Amazing!" I said with a genuine smile on my face, but then all good things must come to an end.

RIIIIIIINNNNNNGGGGG

'Damn it' as I unfocused on my hands reverting them back to their usual state. 'I wonder what else I can do.' I thought as I walked back into school hoping to get it over with, so I can test out these new abilities.

*Danny's House*

'Finally!' I thought as I shut my door with a satisfied smile. I look to my hands again and they turned invisible. 'I still can't get over that!' But then I had a better idea. I walked right in front of my mirror and focused on making everything invisible. Anddddd...Ta-Da! Everything was gone, it's like I wasn't there. 'I'm completely see through!' I thought with a smile.

Wanting to test it even further, I attempted to walk through the door only to have face first of wood. "Owwww" I groaned as I attempted to refocus. "I thought I turned intangible…" Imagining myself going through the door invisible, I tried once more expecting to hit my face once again, but this time I was successful.

"Woah! Hahaha! I'm Amazing!" I said as I walked through the walls of my house. I never realized where I was going, but when I reached the destination, I regretted it immediately. My parent's room.

"Jack, I can't believe you! AGAIN WHO IS SHE!"

"Maddie, don't get me started, Let's just finish this, so we don't have to look at each other further!"

"FINE!" I heard my mom reply angrily.

The smile that once adorned my face from the new experience was soon disappeared and replaced with a frown. 'There they go again...' One would think they had a wonderful marriage with two amazing kids, but that was anything but the truth. Two years ago when I was 15, my dad and mom had a divorce due to my dad having a secret affair with one of his old classmates.

Ever since my mother caught him, nothing's ever been the same...the bond and trust wasn't there, just a husk of what was there. They only stayed for Jazz not me...because I'm a "lost cause" in a discussion I overheard one night a year ago walking by the basement.

*One Year Ago, Fenton Works*

"Jack what do you think of our children" Maddie Fenton asked with a troubling tone to a big, orange jumpsuit man. Said man had greying hair at the back of his head, but at the top it was jet black.

"Our Jazzy pants is the best daughter we could have ever asked for...but Danny...he needs help, his grades aren't like Jazz's and most of all he isn't as dedicated as her…" His dad explained solemnly.

"Yeah, compared to her he is a lost cause…" His dad looked at his wife with a surprised look, but looked down because he couldn't deny it…

*Back in the Present*

'Ironic, I'm the lost cause, but I was the one that helped them with the portal' feeling my chest turning and being stabbed 'Fuck this' I thought as I phased back to my room where I just laid in my bed overthinking what was happening with my life. 'I'm a lost cause to my parents...I have no friends...my sister hates me...and I'm a human with ghost powers…UGHHH'

'I need to open a window, I need air.' I thought to myself as I opened my window. Breathing in the fresh air was a nice way to calm my mind, I then turned around, ready to go back only to trip on a pencil I left on the floor "Oh...FUCK!" I yelled as I fell out the window. I was rapidly approaching the ground and I didn't know what else to do, so I braced.

3 The wind roared in my ear

2I can see the ground approaching, I closed my eyes

1 Fully expecting to feel great pain, but nothing came…

Opening my eyes I look and see I was floating three feet above my demise. 'Wait! I'm floating!' I've never felt so relieved in my entire life, but then realized something...if I can float...I can fly. My eyes widened and a smile made its way back to my face, but before I could try it, I heard people coming, forcing me to go invisible not wanting anyone to know about my powers. I attempted to fly, but realized...well...I can't...that was disappointing, at least I can float.

Seeing a couple pass me, I waited for a few more minutes before turning off the invisibility and landing on the ground with a resounding thud. "Oww" rubbing my rear.

Quickly getting up, I went back into the house where I entered my room once more and plopped onto my bed. 'What a crappy day' I thought but then brought my hand close to my face, turning it invisible. 'But an eventful one at that'

Letting my hand revert back to normal I laid it on my chest and closed my eyes letting the abyss claim me once more. 'oh well...there's always tomorrow'

And that was Chapter 3 Hoped everyone enjoyed that, I'm trying to break away from Phantom Pains story as quickly as possible, anyways please leave suggestions or thoughts about the chapters. Thank You all Goodnight. :)