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Chapter 5 Revelation

"I do have a secret, but it's not drugs or alcohol." He looked at them as if hungrily taking in their expressions of love, as if it would be his last. "You might wish it was."

He paused for a moment to try and compose himself and get control over his breathing which was coming in short pants.

In a shaky voice he continued, "Jazz is right: It started with the day the portal was turned on."

"You mean the accident you had in the lab?" his mother asked.

Danny nodded, and took his hand from Sam's grip to wipe his palms on his thighs. "It wasn't exactly an accident. I mean it was, but it didn't just start working by itself. Remember when I told you that I had gotten shocked on a loose power cable? I kinda lied.. You see, it didn't happen exactly like we said it did. I wasn't in the lab when it happened. I mean, I was but I wasn't in the room; I was inside the portal.

"Danny!" his parents gasped. "Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? What were you thinking?"

"Please," Danny begged, "Let me finish. If I don't say it all at once, I don't think I'll be able to."

The room returned to its expectant silence.

"So when it didn't work Sam, Tucker, and I, went down to have a look. Sam wanted to get some pictures for her album, so she had me put on a hazmat suit and pose for a few shots. Then I went in to look around," Danny continued.

"It's my fault," Sam hid her face in her hands. "If it wasn't for me urging him on, he never would have gone in."

"That's not true," protested Danny. "I was just as curious. Ask Tucker."

"It's just as much my fault. I didn't stop you," Tucker said, "I was curious, too."

Danny took up his narrative again. "I'm not sure what happened. I tripped over a cable on the floor and when I put a hand out to steady myself, I think I hit a button and then… there was a flash of green light and then…"

Danny had never been able to describe exactly what he had felt in that pivotal moment of his life so he settled for "…pain."

Tucker marveled at the understatement in Danny's description. It fell far short of conveying his best friend's screams as the electricity flowed though his body and fused it with the ectoplasm.

"I'm not sure exactly what happened, but it changed me. When I came to, I wasn't the same."

"What do you mean?" asked Jazz, "Not the same?"

"I looked different. My hair and eyes, even my clothes…my body."


"I think that was more or less my reaction," Danny gave a short mirthless laugh. "I blacked out again and when I woke in the hospital I seemed to be myself. That is if you don't count the killer headache and generally feeling like I'd been run over by a truck."

"You reverted back, when you passed out," Sam said.

"At first I thought that I must have hallucinated it all but at some level, I felt different," said Danny.

"Why didn't you say anything?" his mother asked.

"I did, but the doctors just said it was probably a side effect from being electrocuted," he shrugged, "I can't blame them. I told them that iI felt this deep cold in my chest and that sometimes I couldn't feel a heartbeat but by the time the nurse or doctor came the feeling went away."

"I do remember the doctors discussing that your vital signs were a bit on the low side but you were lying down, and we thought that you might be one of those people who naturally 'run a bit on the low side'. They told us to keep an eye on you for the next few days. Since there didn't seem to have any problems, we figured everything was fine."

"Then I started having stranger symptoms. Three nights after the accident, I fell though my bed. Just phased right through it and fell to the floor." Danny waited for the expected reaction.

"You must have just fallen out of bed, son. It happens to the best of us," his father smiled.

Danny shook his head. "That's what I would have thought but then it happened again and again. Sometimes, I'd get the odd tingly sensation in part of my body and then I could just pass it right through solid objects."

"Sounds like a ghost story," commented Jazz.

"Yes, it does," agreed Danny. "Exactly like one."

Then I was brushing my teeth and I looked in the mirror and I couldn't see myself. I could see the picture on the wall behind me but I couldn't see myself. I was invisible."

"Or maybe a vampire story," suggested Tucker, but immediately stopped smiling. This was no time for joking.

"It never seemed to happen while the doctors or nurses were there so they thought I had dreamed it and was confused because a massive charge of electricity could do weird things to the brain. And it seemed so strange that I kind of believed them."

"Then he went invisible when we were visiting," said Sam, "Just faded out and vanished completely right in front of our eyes. We could hear him, but not see him. It only lasted a minute or two, but it was no trick of the light."

"What would you expect the doctors to say if I said that sometimes I felt light but not dizzy or light headed like it was hard to say on the ground? And then there was the exhaustion; sometimes after one of those strange episodes I just got so tired, I couldn't keep my eyes open.

They did tests and eventually decided that it was an anomaly or there must have been an error, or their machines were faulty. They prescribed some pain killer for the discomfort and sent me home and told me to get plenty of rest."

"It was after I got home, that I had a particularly bad episode. Sam and Tucker were there. Then my chest sort of started aching, that same deep cold feeling from before but much more intense like, I don't know, like this emptiness was reaching inside me and trying to claw its way out. The feeling kept building until there was the sudden flash of light and…"

"He changed again," said Sam, "hair, clothes, and glowing green eyes. But the strangest part of it was that he was floating a couple of feet in the air and glowing as if it was the most natural thing in the world. It only lasted a minute then there was another flash of light, and he returned to normal.

"I didn't know what was going on. I just felt as if I had been dunked into ice water and there was this…stillness inside. It was then I realized that I couldn't feel my heart beating. I admit; I panicked."

Tucker said, "Danny yelled, but by the time Jazz came rushing into the room he was normal again. What could we say? She yelled at us for playing nasty jokes on Danny when he was feeling ill and Danny suddenly looked it; pale and worn out."

"I don't understand?" said Mr. Lancer, "What happened?"

Danny turned to address him, "At the time, I didn't know. These weird things kept happening but I knew no one would believe me if I told them."

"It was Sam who figured it out; Danny didn't just get a jolt of electricity in the portal. He was also infused with ectoplasm; that was why all those weird things were happening." Tucker stopped suddenly and looked at Danny to go on.

"But it was more than that," Danny's voice became a shaky whisper, "I was no longer quite…human."

"What are saying, Danny?" his mother asked.

Danny swallowed heavily, and closed his eyes unable to look at his parents. "What I'm saying is, is that I am part ghost."

"Ghost? That's impossible!" his father exclaimed.

"You're alive, not dead!" his mother stated.

"Danny, I don't know what you think you are doing, but you can't distract us with a ghost story and think we will forget about getting you into a rehab program," Jazz declared.

He could tell that he would have to show them. He opened his eyes and looked at each of them in turn.

Mom, Dad, Jazz? I want you to know, I love you." He felt stupid, that he couldn't stop the tear from trickling down his face, but this might be the last time, he'd ever be able to tell his parents that.

He reached inside to that cold place and triggered the transformation rings.

AN: My deepest apologies to my readers but the last two parts of this story were deleted. I am making the attempt to reconstruct them but, unfortunately it might take some time.