Never would he have thought he'd go to Vlad for help, but really, what other option did he have? Only Vlad could help him. So as he lay on the bed in Vlad's lounge, thinking about the one delima of how he was gonna convince Vlad to let him leave after he had just so readily walked into his home, his mind began to wander as boredom took its tole.

Up until 3 weeks ago, everything was fine. Graduation was nearing, and everyone was in a light mood. Heck, even Dash hadn't bothered him that entire time. Then suddenly, everything began to rewind. He caught a cold, and all his hard work, the technique and control he had over his powers just suddenly vanished. It didn't stop there, the power levels would fluctuate. Sometimes the ecto blast wasn't enough to harm a butterfly, and sometimes it was so strong he'd burn his own hand. His condition worsened to the point where he felt physically sick. The day he lost to the box ghost was the day he went to Vlad for help.

"Done yet, Vlad?"

He was hunched over a microscope, examining Danny's blood. He'd stop often and write down a few notes, then go back to what he was doing before. He'd been at this for over an hour, and all the while Danny had been ordered to lay there and stair at the ceiling.

"Not quite, Daniel. This is truely remarkable"

"And that's suppose to be good, right?" he shifted slightly, so that his head was facing the other halfa rather than the ceiling.

"Your white blood cells are attacking your ectoplasm, treating it as a foreign entity. For it to be taking this kind of toll on your body, so fast too ... It shouldn't be possible unless this has been occuring for over a year now. Tell me, Daniel, have you been sick latey?"

"Uhh, sick ... " He rubbed the back of his neck in thought. Had he been sick lately?

"Yes, as in cold. I didn't expect your brain to be affected so soon"

"That's so not funny, Vlad. But yeah, come to think of it. I did have a cold a before all this, you think its connected?"

"Without a doubt"

He wheeled his chair over to a book shelf, looking through the rows and not being satisfied with anything he picked out. He stood up and walked his way over to where Danny was.

"Your white blood cells are hyper active, the cold virus is all but gone. Although, your body continues to fight off your ghost blood, which explains your condition"

Danny sat up, now beginning to understand slightly where this was going.

"Then all that will happen is I'll turn human, right?"

"Not exactly, your ghost half is part of you now. It's in your DNA but-"

"So then what's gonna happen to me? Vlad, can't you help me?"

"Relax, little badger. Just go to sleep, I'll see you in the morning and we can figure this out then"

As Vlad left the room, Danny realized something. That was the last lie he was ever going to hear come out of the Halfa's mouth.