A/N This is my first fanfic, so sorry if I'm not doing everything exactly right. I'm still trying to learn how to post and navigate around this site. I hope you enjoy this, and I'm sorry it's so short. I promise to update soon!

Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom and I won't for the rest of the story, soI won't be repeating this again.

Tortured Truth

Chapter One
The Mystery of the Goo

"Man, I can't believe Lancer's giving us a pop test! I barely have time to do everything else, let alone cram tonight!"

"Relax Danny, it's going to be fine," Sam comforted.

"How can it be fine? There are ghost's popping out left and right, my parent's just grounded me for my bad grades, I have to do all my chores, and now we have a major test tomorrow that if I don't do well on my parent's will ground me for eternity!"

"Well then, I guess you're screwed," Tucker joked.


They rounded the corner to Danny's house and stopped in front of the door.

"Danny, do you want us to help?" Sam offered.

"No, I've got it. My parents aren't home, so the chores should go really fast. Plus, I'm not allowed to have friends over while I'm grounded."

"Yes, but since your parents aren't home, they'll never know. Plus, two more people will make things go faster."

"I guess you're right. Just let me make sure no one's in the house before I let you in."

He entered and found, to his dismay, that the house was covered in green goo. He found a note laying on the television, the only thing not coated in goo. The note read:

Sorry about the mess. One of our ghost weapons went haywire and sprayed goo everywhere. We had to run out to work before we could clean it, so please be a dear and clean up the mess for us in addition to your regular chores. If you do, you will no longer be grounded. Think about it, a week of grounding gone just for cleaning the goo! We'll be home at about 6:30, which should give you three hours; that should be more than enough time. Jazz won't be home until about 7, so she won't be able to help.

Mom and Dad

Danny opened the door outside and signaled to his friends that the coast was clear.

"Don't worry about the goo. I'll take care of that."

"What happened?" Tucker asked in disbelief.

"My parents had an accident with one of their inventions. Go figure. But they said that if I clean it up, I won't be grounded anymore, so I figure it's worth it. They also won't be back until 6:30 and Jazz won't be home until 7, so we have plenty of time to get this done."

"What do you want us to do?" Sam asked.

"If you guys could start on the dishes, that would be great."

"We're on it," they both replied as they headed into the kitchen.

"Alright, time to take care of this goo," he stated. A white ring of light formed around his waist and traveled up and down his body, transforming him into the ghost form of himself dressed in a black body suit with silver accents. His eyes turned green and his hair turned white. He looked down at the goo, wondering how best to take care of it.

"A towel would probably work," he thought as he flew into the kitchen, going intangible as he stuck his head and torso through the wall. "Hey, throw me a towel please."

Tucker tossed him a spare towel.

"Thanks, how's it going?"

"Alright, we've got a system. You?" Tucker replied.

"Just starting. I've been trying to figure out how best to get rid of it."

"Have fun."


Danny flew back into the living room and started wiping up the goo with the towel. He could tell this was going to take a long time, since the towel seemed to be getting soaked up pretty quickly and he had barely cleaned a spot. There had to be a better way than this.

Before Danny could figure out what this better solution was, a white hot burning sensation shot through his hand, the pain growing in magnitude. Danny screamed as he grabbed his hand in pain and fell to the floor. The burning wouldn't stop.

Sam and Tucker ran over to Danny and bent over him, trying to figure out what was happening.

"Danny, what's wrong?" Sam asked worriedly.

Danny tried to answer but then he felt his back burst into the white hot pain as well. He screamed louder, the pain was becoming unbearable.

"What do we do?" Tucker asked in panic.

"I don't know!" Sam answered hysterically.

They stood, lost for a moment in frantic thought, trying to find the cause of Danny's pain.

"The goo," Sam muttered. "Tucker it's the goo!"

"Well let's get it off him then!"

The two of them easily lifted Danny and ran to the bathroom where they threw him in the tub. They turned the shower on and ran the cold water over his hand. The goo had eaten away his glove and Sam and Tucker could see that the exposed skin was red and raw.

"Flip him over," Sam commanded. "He probably laid in some."

Sure enough, when they flipped him over they saw the same raw skin. It looked like the goo was trying to eat through his skin.

Danny had stopped screaming. The pain was still there, but not as bad now that the goo had stopped eating away his skin. He summoned the energy to transform, hoping the pain would decrease if he wasn't a ghost. Then he shut his eyes and drifted out of consciousness.

"C'mon, let's put him in his bed," Tucker suggested.

They lifted him out of the tub and carried him into his room and laid him gently on his bed. He rolled his head towards them and opened his eyes slightly.

"Thanks," he was able to mutter.

"Don't worry about it. Just rest."

He closed his eyes and again lost consciousness, left in nothing but blackness where he felt no pain.

A/N: Don't worry, all the action will be coming next chapter. Please review if you so choose and if you really must flame, then so be it.