I felt the warm wind push against my face and tangle through my hair as I ran towards my house, the unused muscles in my legs screaming at me to stop, but the slow pounding of my heart and the adrenaline rush it gave me after apparently being in a hospital bed for six months felt to good to stop.

I cut across the park, leaping over benches and trash bins, feeling the agility that I had in my coma induced dream in action. Of course, I wasn't supposed to be standing, let alone running and jumping after I got out of bed, I'm supposed to be in physical therapy. Apparently, though, my harbored ghost half kept my muscles in practically peak condition, so no therapy or hospital needed. That's why I'm out of the hospital in the first place, my parents wanting to take me home as soon as possible.

Not stopping at my front door, I ran around the house to my window, using my flight to scale the wall and climb into my window, where Tucker and Sam were waiting.

"Danny, dude! I missed you, man!" Tucker exclaimed, smiling as he practically leapt at me, wrapping his arms around my back.

"I'd say I missed you too, but technically to me, you were still there." I explained, shrugging as he stepped back.

"Yeah, what is that about anyway. Sam said something about a 'coma induced dream' but that's all I got." I noticed his hand go to his pocket, his thumb fiddling with his PDA, a habit of his when he's nervous or worried.

"Yeah, I should catch you both up. Close your eyes a minute." Tucker gave me a confused stare while Sam, knowing what would happen, immediately closed her eyes. Grinning, I thought my soon-to-be signature catchphrase, and immediately felt the cold spot behind my naval expand, the bright rings washing over me.

I heard Tucker make a noise of discomfort at being temporarily blinded before I finally felt the weightlessness of my ghost form take over, and I was immediately floating towards my ceiling, just reveling in the feeling.

I watched as Tucker rubbed his eyes, the self proclaimed techno geek squeaking- though he'd never admit to it- when he realized his friend was gone.

"Danny?!" Tucker exclaimed, his head whipping around so fast I'm surprised he didn't get whiplash.

"Up here Tuck!" His head snapped up at the sound of my voice, his eyes widening when he saw me sat upside down Indian style in the air. "See, this is the thing! I'm half ghost! I have been for six months. The portals ecto-energy overcharged my body, but instead of burning my cells to a crisp, it overcharged them, making them the same consistency as ectoplasm, allowing it to bond to my cells. My ghost half's name is Danny Phantom, and I will have many allies in the ghost zone, as well as many enemies. My parents will hunt me non-stop, as will the GIW, and you guys are my best friends, along for the crazy ride we call high school. Clockwork, one of my ghost allies, has told me that everything i drempt about will happen, just six months later than in my vision and not necessarily with the same outcome."

"Wait,"I Tucker paused, a thoughtful look on his otherwise confused face. "But how does this... Clockwork guy know about your vision thing?"

"He's the ghost of time. He knew I would fall into the coma, and could see everything I saw. He sees the parade of life from above - all the twists and turns it might, or might not, take." I explained. "He doesn't usually meddle in the time stream, but who knows what the guy's thinking most of the time, honestly." Sam shook her head, trying to absorb all the information I was giving them, before she decided to ask about what I knew they were dying to know.

"Tell us about your dream, or vision, or whatever..." So starting from when I 'woke up' to the end of what i could remember, I told them of all the adventures we had together, and all the ghosts we fought and friends we made, leaving out all the gory creepy details of course. They didn't need to hear that. Sam and Tucker looked at each other before turning to me, incredulous stares on both of their faces.

"So, let me get this straight." Tucker started slowly. "You're a half ghost superhero with a hero complex that'll probably get you killed, Vlad Masters is the creepy same species villain with minions and evil plans, and we're the fun and lovable sidekicks that keep the hero alive?" I hummed in thought.

"Yeah, that about covers it, though I wouldn't call you guys sidekicks. More like partners that I won't let fight. Too dangerous." I explained, shaking my head. I was about to request we go down to the lab when I heard the door slam and a loud "Danny!" Echo from the living room. I had half a mind to get to the floor and change back, Jazz's quick ascent up the stairs pronounced by her loud footsteps, making it very clear she was in a hurry.

My door slammed open, and all I saw was a blur of blue and orange before I was tackled to the ground by my sobbing sister. "Jazz, hey, it's okay. I'm fine Jazz, I swear." I whispered, kissing her forehead as she grabbed onto me, almost as if to save me, or possibly herself. "Hey, Sam, Tuck, and I were about to go down to the lab. Do you want to join us?" She quickly wiped her eyes before nodding.

"Sorry, it's just so amazing to see you out of that bed." I smiled up at her.

"Tell me about it. Come on." I said, grabbing my sister and Sams hand, Sam grabbing Tucks wrist, and me pulling them all downstairs. "We have a lot to catch you up on."