So here is my new story.

I'm excited to get this posted; I've probably had this story in my head for nearly a year. I think you'll like it!

For timelines this takes place during at nearly the end of season 4 in House. This is when House has just gotten his new team of Foreman, Taub, Kutner and Thirteen. For Danny Phantom... that'll be a secret. I want it to be a surprise for later chapters.

Hope you all like it!

Edit: I have added 500 words to this chapter to make the story better. Thank you Hornswaggler for pointing out these flaws.

The Paranormal Case

Chapter 1

The day was quiet in the clinic, nothing peculiar or strange was occurring. The ward emergency ward was also strangely quiet compared to how busy it could be. It was though everyone had taken a break from getting sick or injured. But there was still one more person that needed.

And that's the situation Doctor Cameron was currently in. Helping a man who complained of a sharp pain in his leg after being slide tackled in a game of soccer.

"Does it hurt here?" said while pressing on the man's leg.

The man sitting on the table flinched as she put more pressure on his leg. "Ow! Yes, yes it does." The man said.

"OK, how about here?"

Cameron started to press down on a lower part of the man's leg and put pressure on it. The man didn't react to it at all. "No, nothing there." He said satisfied

"Ok, I think you've fracture a bone in your leg, you're going to need a cast on that." Cameron explained.

The man sighed, "Really?" he questioned downcast.

Cameron chuckled. "Don't worry about it, based on the how small it is you'll be walking in 2 weeks, as long as you don't do anything to it. And next time, be more careful."

"It's not my fault that guy tackled me." The man protested.

"Uh huh…" Cameron muttered while turning to look for a nurse. "Hey Jade, can you bring this patient to the clinic to get fitted for a cast?"

"Yeah, sure thing." The nurse answered.

Cameron took a folder on the side table and started to write down her observations and report down on the appropriate lines. She then gave the folder to the nurse.

'Wow, easy day so far' Cameron thought as she looked out at the emergency room that looked barren except for the 3 doctors and some nurses treating their patients.

Cameron gladly took the time to take a deep breath and sat in one of the many vacant chairs.

It was midway through January and nothing was going on. House had his new team for almost 2 months now and it seemed that House wasn't getting any peculiar cases. And this purely got on everyone's nerves.

Cameron had been the head of the emergency clinic for approximately half a year since resigning from House's team. In some ways she missed the strange cases, but she was also glad for not having to deal with him every day.

Cameron heard a yell and the two doors burst open as a group of nurses were bringing in a stretcher with a patient. The nurses placed the stretcher beside one of the beds and lifted the patient out of the stretcher and onto the bed.

Cameron walked over to the nurses trying to access the situation. Lying on the bed was a young teen. He looked to be 14 or maybe even 15 years old. The teen had raven black hair and looked like he had gone through hell and back. Most of his clothes were ripped and dirty with some scorched marks. The boy's white shirt was a complete mess as well as his jeans. The denim looked like they were shorts with some tattered fabric around the shins showing they were once around his ankles. The boy was unconscious on the bed, bags were around his eyes and his face was covered in dirt and charcoal.

"What happened?" Cameron questioned the nurse.

"He was found on the side of the road unconscious. He's been like this since." The nurse answered while she set up the teen to the machines.

"Anything abnormal?" Cameron asked.

"Nothing to note. He's still got a healthy pulse, so that's good." The nurse answered.

"Does he have a name?" Cameron questioned the nurse.

"We have no clue. Nothing was in his pockets or what's left of them." The nurse answered.

"Thank you for setting up the patient, I can handle it from here." Cameron told the nurse.

The nurse nodded and left to assist another doctor that needed a hand.

Cameron looked over the boy. He was in such rough shape that she started to inspect if there was any broken bones. As she searched she found many deep purple bruises starting to appear all over his body.

'What could've caused this?' Cameron thought.

All the bruises seemed to come from a third party, there was no way it was self-inflicted. There were also cuts and scrapes all over his arms and legs meaning he's been somehow dragged on something hard.

Cameron then looked down at the boy's feet and noticed that the whole right foot had somehow had been scorched. The skin on the foot was bright red with flakes of dark scattered all around the foot. She surveyed the foot noticing the strange line in the burnt foot. It was like a shield was put up just above the teen boy's ankle, while the foot got the brunt of the damage.

'It must have been from some sort of fire. But how did the flame get stopped only just above the ankle?' Cameron questioned as she continued to survey the foot.

Once she was done with the foot she stepped back and stared at the boy's weak state.

'What kind of monster could have done this? It wasn't an accident, that's for sure.' Cameron thought disgusted.

Cameron then stepped to the side to get some bandages to treat the foot when the young teen eyes started to flicker open.

He started to grumble and moan as he started to wake up. Cameron watched as the teen started to survey the emergency clinic with blue eyes.

"Wha" The boy groaned. "Where am I?"

"You're in Princeton-Plainsboro hospital." Cameron answered nicely.

When the boy heard the word hospital, he started to frantically look around the clinic. His breathing rate going faster and more ragged as he noticed all the medical equipment.

"I...I got to get out of here!" The teen exclaimed.

He started to pull out all the wires connected to his arm and started to try and get up. Cameron pushed the teen back into the bed right when he made any attempts of sitting up. The boy hit the mattress, he recoiled his body, his face squinting in pain.

"Uhhhhh, you didn't have to push me that hard..." The teen moaned.

"Sorry, about that. But you can't leave just yet; we need to find out why you passed out." Cameron said with compassion.

"You don't understand..." The teen said softly. "He'll find me! And he'll-he'll...!" The teen exclaimed suddenly. This caused Cameron to jolt in attention to the boy's panicked expression.

"Who's he?" Cameron said kneeling down to the teen's level. "Are you talking about the person who gave you these bruises?"

"Please...I have to leave! You have to let me go! You don't under..." The teen suddenly started to have a coughing fit. His coughs were long and hoarse, as he coughed blood started to spew up out of his mouth.

Cameron shocked by the turn of events raced into action, quickly calling some nurses to help. She held the teenager down as he continued to thrash and cough. He bent forward out of Cameron's grip for a moment and then instantly went flat, holding his stomach.

"It hurts!" The boy said in agony.

"Where does it hurt?" Cameron commanded.

"Here" The boy said pointing over stomach.

"I need an endoscope now!" Cameron ordered to the nurses.

Seconds later a nurse handed the medical instrument to her. "OK kid, I'm going to put this camera down your throat to check your stomach...OK?"

The teen answered by thrashing faster, panicking at the thought of the camera down his throat. "NO! Just let me go!"

'I need to calm him down somehow.' Cameron thought desperately.

"I'll let you go if you let us do this." Cameron said, lying through her teeth.

The boy stopped thrashing, mincing a moment from the pain and thought it over. He stared at Cameron with fear in his eyes, clearly conflicted. Then his face changed to something that Cameron guessed to be determination. "Alright. But you promise that you'll let me go?"

Cameron nodded, crossing her fingers that the boy won't call his bluff.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, opening his mouth wide. His hands clenched around the bed sheets, as he prepared for the medical tube to be put down his throat.

Cameron then nodded, looking at the surrounded nurses. They're all looking at the injured teen as though he was going to explode into a fit in any moment.

Cameron untangled the tube, plugged it into the nearby screen and checked if it worked. Once it was checked Cameron started to let the tube down into the boy's throat.

"This is going to be a little bit uncomfortable, OK?" Cameron reassured the boy. He grunted in return.

She looked on the screen as the scope slowly went further down. The surrounded nurses watched the screen, almost forgetting about the boy as they stared transfixed.

The boy's throat looked as though it was thinner than normal but that wasn't the strangest thing. As the scope got closer to the stomach a small hole was seen in the esophagus and out of the holes slowly oozed blood down towards the stomach.

Cameron went a little further down the boy's throat. As she inched more and more down to the stomach more and more of the holes appeared, some bigger than others.

Cameron had seen it enough to know what was happening to the boy. 'He's bleeding internally, and fast!' Cameron thought in fear, as the blood slowly dripped down to his stomach.

"We need to put him in surgery and fix his internal bleeding." Cameron ordered to the surrounding nurses.

She slowly started to remove the endoscope as the nurses started to get the boy ready to be taken to surgery. Once the scope was out of the boy's mouth he started to cough more blood up. When he stopped he glared at Cameron with as much spite he could.

"You said you'd let me go!" The boy said angrily.

"That was before we found out you were bleeding internally." Cameron explained in a neutral tone.

Two nurses then gripped the sides of the stretcher and started to cart the boy down the hospitals halls towards surgery.

Cameron was beside the nurses watching as the teen continued to cough up blood, staining the sheets with the blood.

"I need to get out of here! I can't stay here!" The boy said in between coughs. Cameron just ignored him as she pushed him down to surgery.

When they arrived the nurses knocked out the black haired teen with the sedative and quickly prepped him for surgery.

Cameron went down through the next hall into the surgery prep and found Chase washing his hands in the other side of the large room.

"You're needed in surgery!" Cameron stated quickly.

Chase looked at Cameron confused. "Why?"

"A boy started to cough up blood. He's bleeding internally." Chase quickly explained.

Chase nodded. "You sure?"

"I used an endoscope. I'm sure."

Chase then quickly got all his hands cleaned. Then the hospital came on and stepped through the surgical room.

Cameron ran to the observation room and looked through the glass.

She watched silently for a few minutes trying to see if the surgical team was able to find the source of the bleeding.

"How is it?" Cameron asked apprehensively through the intercom in the observation room.

Chase looked up to her. "It's bad. He's bleeding everywhere and there's a lot of tissue deterioration."

At first Cameron didn't say anything, just letting Chase focus on the kid. After an half an hour so, Cameron finally decided to speak a question coming to her. "Do you think he'll live?"

"Yes, though if we don't know why the kid's bleeding so much then he'll die in a day or two." Chase said solemnly.

Cameron simply nodded and started to back out of the room, realizing she'd been there too long.

As she made her way down the steps an idea came to mind. She made her way to the main lobby and looked around.

Standing by the front desk looking through some folders was Dr. Wilson. Cameron made her way to Dr. Wilson and asked "Have you seen House?"

"No...I haven't" Wilson said, as though it was nothing new. He scanned the folder before he looked back up at Cameron. "Probably watching a soap opera or making fun of his new team. Why do you ask?"

"I've got a case for him."

Ok, so how was the first chapter? Please tell me what you think of the chapter in a review.
And by all means feel free to guess what is going to happen next.

I leave for vacation in a few days (going to my family's cottage in Ontario). I'm going to try and continue the story there, though I am not promising anything.

Until next time,

Prophet =P