Superstitions

Chapter 11: It's so confusing

If you ever visited a party where you drank gallons of alcohol then you can understand how Sam felt when she woke up. A horrible headache and a desire to throw up. Not the most pleasant start of the morning. Or maybe not morning, she honestly didn't know. All she knew was that it was daytime, if the sunlight getting through her eyelids was any sign. Sam could just open her eyes, but she felt too sleepy for that. And slowly, piece by piece, the memories of the dream conversation returned to her.

That took care of her sleepiness. Groaning slightly, she got into sitting position. She rubbed her eyes and opened them. The sun was high, but not at its zenith, which meant that it was late morning after all. Sam got up, but didn't see anything, or anyone. She freaked out from such a development, but it didn't last long, because of one familiar cheerful voice behind her.

"My, my, look who is awake!"

Sam turned around sharply. Only to be greeted with Danny's face a few inches from hers. He was hanging upside down in the air with a grin splitting his face.

"Did you sleep well?" He asked.

"I...I'm fine, thanks," Sam answered, blinking in surprise. Phantom noticed that she was staring at him.

"Is there something on my face? I thought I cleaned that up," Danny rubbed his nose.

"No, but...what happened with you?" Phantom smirked slightly, running a hand through his hair, which were pulled down by gravity.

"A little change in look. What do you think?"

Sam didn't know what to think. On one side, she had to admit he looked hot, on the other, he looked stranger than even his ghost form. His hair became very light shade of gray, the color of clean steel, silver even. His skin was still paler than hers, but not as much as before. The irises of his eyes held the bright green color, radiating a slight glow, while the pupils were ice blue.

"It's...nice...I think. But why..."

"Why do I look like that?"

Danny made a flip in the air and landed on his feet. "Have something to eat meanwhile," he threw her an apple, which she caught and bit, feeling of hunger rising in her stomach. She sat on the nearest stone, while Danny walked near her.

"I think I know what we must blame for my fancy change," he dug in his pocket and took out the gem. "I should have known better than to use it. I've read a lot of books and scrolls about their...side effects if they are used without the Gauntlet. Gem of Form can turn you into who knows what, Gem of Fantasy can drive you insane, and this one...it can take your life."

Sam's eyes widened in shock. "But that means..."

"Thanks for the concern, Sammy, but I doubt that I'm full ghost now. I still breath, which means I'm still alive. But human heart is gone, it doesn't beat anymore. My core replaced it, though, good riddance. How do you live with this constant beating inside? It's annoying."

Sam couldn't help but chuckle under her nose. Danny's complaints sounded funny...and cute, maybe.

"My theory is that I may be just more ghost than a human now. And since I was in human form when I used the Gem, my human appearance was affected by ghost form, not the other way around."

"And you aren't worried about it?" Danny looked at her, tapping on the ground with his leg and hands behind his back.

"Oh, I am not worried. I am completely FREAKED OUT OF MY MIND! I already checked, my appearance doesn't change, this," he gestured to himself, "Is my only form," Danny said bitterly, looking down on the ground.