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Chapter 4

Black.

Such a beautiful color. I've learned to love the sight of it after my year of ghost hunting, and almost year of utter torture. The blackness that I've experience after a painful experiment or a rough fight with another ghost, gave me comfort. It was the few seconds, minutes, hours, or even days where I have to get rest, and have the freedom of pain, worrying, or anything. It was just peaceful.

And then the light.

I always hated this part. Waking up, unsure of what is going to happen next. It usually brought adventure and more pain, and I….. well, I like adventure and pain. Adventure was more memories to keep. And pain. I couldn't feel pain anymore.

I woke up to an unusual GIW room. I shifted my body around realizing that I was on an actually bed. I sat up realizing that three rather large needles were poking me on my arm. "What the fuck?" I whisper to myself quietly. I was by myself. In a comfortable room. With three needles sticking on my arm. Calm down, Fenton.

I looked around before deciding to take advantage of the situation: yanking the needles out of my arm and getting up. I looked down at my leg, the one that was injured due to an "experiment gone wrong." Yep, just what I thought. Cleaned, disinfected, fixed, and stitched up. I slowly got up and walk to the door, which I assume was an exit, before I was suddenly stop by my own reflection. I stared myself in the mirror, before concluding the person staring back was myself. I looked quite different, than the previous year. I was taller, thinner, and I looked like one of those guys who smoked, cut, done drugs and basically troubled. Not saying that I haven't done those things before, of course.

The most shocking thing that I did see in the mirror was that not only was I wearing a thin blue hospital gown, but the fact was that my hair was no longer white, and my eyes neon green. In fact, they were replaced with a midnight black and icy blue color. For almost a year, I forced myself to stay in ghost form. Sometimes, I even forgot that I did have a human side to me. Other times, I believed that my human side was dead. Did the Guys in White see me transform? Is this why they fixed me up? Because they saw I was human? Or was this some kind of remorse before they inject some poison so I can die?

I quickly open the door, and used the last bit of strength I had to transform myself back to ghost form. I knew I couldn't fly, turn invisible, intangible, or anything. But maybe in this form I could get out, and then find a spot for me to heal then find a way home. I walk into the hallway, every single muscle aching. Surprisingly no one was there. Just empty hospital hallway, and machines that no one was using. I finally came across an elevator across a huge room, a waiting room? I proceed before I heard a, "Danny!" coming from the room. There I saw a teenage dark skinned girl, with curly hair stand up from a chair and race towards me.

"Daniel?" I heard an older male voice call out. I started running. Don't ask me why, but my "mission" was to get to the elevator and escape. Until I stopped, realizing the events that had happen the previous night, and also remembering that I wasn't a GIW lad rat anymore.

"DANNY!"

Blackness.

Something hit me. Something hit me hard. The blackness didn't last long, though. And when I finally woke up, I was in human form, on the bed, strapped to it.

"Apologies for the hit Daniel, you started running and we couldn't calm you down." I groaned as I finally saw the images of Valerie and Vlad with worried looks on their faces.

"No problem Fruitloop," I said seeing Vlad chuckle at the name, "Quick question, why am I tied to my bed?"

Valerie smile she walked over to me and began to untie the straps. "Doctor thought it was best." She answered. "Why did you run off like that?"

"I forget that my nemeses and Red hunter saved me from my never ending torture from the Guys in White." I replied, rubbing my wrist and looking down at my trophy for being with the GIW: chain, and cuff marks that I never seem to get used to.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Valerie asked.

"I don't know. I mean, you saw me as an enemy as Phantom, and I didn't want you thinking the same about Fenton." I answered. I looked back at Vlad, listening to our conversation, and said: "So, what's the plan?"

"The plan Daniel is that a press conference with meet next week Tuesday, after school-"

"What?" I said my eyes widen in shock.

"A press conferen-"

"No, I heard that, I just thought that you had said 'after school'" I replied. Valerie and Vlad just looked at each other grinning, and with that, I knew that my ears were correct. "I can't go to school!"

"Daniel," Vlad continue, "We must stay as normal as possible until the press conference. You'll go to school next Monday, and Tuesday, and then…"

I shook my head. Five to seven days like this, and then I go on pretending nothing ever happen. For two days at minimum.

"But for now, you've some visitors." Valerie said pointing toward the hall way window of the hospital room, revealing a big man in an orange hunting suit, a small woman in a blue suit, and an orange head college student.

I smiled. Remember that adventure I was talking about earlier? The GIW adventure was complete, and this… this was my new adventure.

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