#danny and vlad fight

[pennylaneee247]

Part 1 to my Ancient Vlad and Danny Au Dp x Dc

Danny and Vlad fighting using mortal heroes, specifically the bats

Vlad: You're gonna turn Bruce Wayne into a hero? I'm going to make a bunch of Rouges for him to fight! Danny: Oh yeah? Well, I'm gonna give him a cute little sidekick named Robin! he's gonna be cute and funny and say puns! Vlad: Then I'm gonna make Batman an incompetent father, making Robin leave and get angsty!! Danny: Well, then I'm gonna make him find a bunch of other teen heroes and they're all gonna be besties, and Batman is gonna find a new Robin who believes that Robin is magic Vlad: Then I'm gonna have the Joker kill the second robin! Danny: woah. too far. Vlad: yea that was too far. ok lets bring him back to life, but only if he becomes evil for a little while Danny: sounds fair

lol I love my little Au, should I add other Dp characters? like Sam and Tucker? or Jazz?

[regonold]

So during a wayne gala, there was a rouge attack shocker. It was by scarecrow he was planning to flood the ballroom with his gas

Unfortunately his bomb was shoddily put together and one of the cannisters holding the gas fell and landed in the hands of one danny fenton there with his godfather

Now unfortunately all anyone could do was watch as this gas can suddenly spayed gas in this young mans face who started looking panicked and backing up before spotting vlad and stopping

Suddenly this kid who seemed like he was seconds from running is now fucking growing and preparing to pounce on vlad???

And vlad just looks resigned as if he figured this would happen

[humminginker]

( ^-^)ノ∠※。.:*:・'°☆

[picturejasper20]

I think something worth of pointing out about Danny is how often he uses the words ¨I don't want to fight you¨ or ¨I don't want to hurt you¨ to some of his enemies, specially to Valerie Gray.

Danny usually fights his enemies but if he sees that the situation can be solved without resorting to violence, such as being a misunderstanding or his enemies being manipulated, he would chose to see if he can talk them down. This is because Danny is a very empathetic person and is able to understand when someone isn't evil or they don't have bad intentions. He has gained more than one ally this way, like Wolf and Dani.

To be honest, i'm not sure if Danny even enjoys fighting. It feels like it is something he does to defend his town and family or friends more than anything else.

[on-the-clear-blue]

Dead Man's Diner pt 7

Hearing the chime of rhe bell above the door, Danny mentally prepared himself before poking his head around the corner "Heya! I will be with you in one hot sec!"

Rushing around the kitchen, Danny set the chili to simmer and quickly cleaned himself up before coming back to greet his newest customer.

Stepping upt to the bar, Danny put his best customer service smile on and opened his mouth to speak, but the words that came out were not in English.

"Hey there! Welcome to Big C's diner what can i..." Blinking a bit before frowning, Danny looked closer at his customer, his eyes flickering a bright green as he squinted at the man.

Because either this man was the very strong revenant that had claimed Crime alley as his huant, or there some how was a 4th Halfa in the world.

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Jason found the little diner comfortable, more up to date than the typical dive that was in the Alley, there wasn't even any blood splatter in the back booths!

He kinda didn't like how there was only a single person working there at night, being so close to the Alley and all, but that was easily fixed if he just happened to come around in his Red Hood outfit.

Sending a smirk like smile to the teen that came out from the kitchen, who had the fakest smile that Jason had ever seen outside of a gala.

But his smirk slowly slipped as the kid spoke, his words both sounding clear and distorted at the same time, he could make out words but it was very clearly not words at the same time.

Then, the kid's eyes flashed, and Jason had seen those eyes before, he had seen them in the mirror more times than he was willing to admit.

(Holy shit this kid is about to have a Pit episode in front of me...how the fuck did this kid get in the pits?) Jason thought as he leaned back into his seat, his hand instantly going to where his guns usually were, but only grasped at air.

(Right...forgot those at home...) He thought, settling instead to set his hands on the counter, Jason narrowed his eyes at the teen

But just like that, the green was gone, and the teen cleared his throat, "Sorry about that, um, welcome to Big C's, what can I get ya?"

---

Danny gave a weak smile, he didn't exactly want to throw down with this potential halfa, sure he liked a good ghostly welcome every now and again, but he just cleaned up and he would like his diner to stay that way thank you!

The man across from him glared for amoment longer before shaking his head, "Shit, ugh...gimme a coffee and...what's your special today?"

Reaching for the coffee pot, Danny felt a rumble in the diner cart, and there was suddenly a chalk board on the wall behind him.

Pouring his customer a mug, his brain paused for a moment, translating the ghost script before he spoke "Cadavers chili hotdogs, made with 100% not person meat...I promise neither are made out of people, definitely didnt seen any bodies when I made it my guy."

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Staring at the blackboard that Jason was very much sure wasn't there a moment ago, he felt his chest tighten and ache as he read the...sigils? Words? They were definitely something and he totally shouldn't know what they mean.

Biting back a snort at the dry comment, Jason focused on him "I will take two...Danny? That your name or just the name on the aprin you got?"

Jason was totally not digging for information, because he totally wasn't a Bat or a Bird, and he totally didn't have an urge to know everything about the person across from him.

Getting a dry chuckle from the guy on the other side of the counter, who could only shake his head, "Sadly, that's my name, I will be back in a sec with your food, no running off tho' ya hear? Already dealt with dine and dashers once this week."

Letting out a chuff, Jason kept his eyes around the room, he knew logically he should be more freaked out by this whole experience, but he couldn't help but feel his body relax and his mind comfortable slow.

Holding the cup of coffee in both hands, he took a long sip and memories hit him harder than a crowbar.

It was his mother's coffee, not the bitch that sold him out but his mama, Catherine, the woman that struggled to keep him happy and fed.

It was the watered down brew, stretched to make it last longer.

It was milky and sweet with sugar packets pilfered form diners such as this and powdered milk he used to steal from the grocery store just for her.

His mama gave up so much for him, why couldn't he just do one little petty theft for her?

His heart aches again, and the intense feel of the pits roar in his ears, but they weren't calling for blood, the pits crooned in nostalgic heart break.

Usually remembering before his death was a trigger, was something that made him rage, but right now? He could only mourn for the mother and son that used to cuddle up together under a ratty blanket, of the mother that whispered stories to him during long quiet nights, of the woman that he had found dead on one such quiet night.

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Tossing on the last bit of fresh diced onions, Danny had a cheesy grin on his face as he brought the plate to the front, mouth opening to speak before noticing his customers disposition.

He was hunched over on himself, looking small (which was impressive for a man thst looked twice his size and 4 times more muscular)

Tears were streaming down his face as he stared at the now half full mug, for some reason it felt heart breaking to see.

Setting the plate down carefully in front of the man, Danny placed a hand on his shoulder, "It's okay man...your okay bud." Awkwardly Patting his customers shoulder, Danny felt a bit of panic, he wasn't Jazz he didn't know how to like, console people!

It took a few minutes for the man to calm, and Danny handed him a few paper towels to clean himself up, patting him on the back one last time, Danny let out a breath he didn't know he was holding, "Well...um, hope that the coffee is so bad that it made you cry, I-uhh, could comp it if you want?"

The man just shook his head, "Fuckin' hell, ain't bad, just...God damn it..."

---

Rubbing at his eyes Jason huffed, "Sorry for, um....blubbering on ya like that..

don't usually get teary at coffee, that's more of Timmer's shtick, just tastes...tastes like my mom's coffee when I was a kid..." shaking his head, Jason looked at the chili dogs, they still steamed, the cheese now melted on nicely.

Danny just nodded, "Yeah, some reason i have gotten a few comments on that" shrugging his shoulders, he started to figgle with a cloth, wipping down the counter as he spoke "Meh, Gotham is fucked up and I don't want to even begin to try and figure out."

Croaking out a laugh Jason dragged the plate of food closer, "Fucking right about that...though if you keep making it like that you got yourself a regular customer."

Reaching a hand across the counter, Jason gave Danny a weak smile, "Names Jason, nice to meet ya."

Taking the hand, Danny gave a smirk back, "Got it, one sad cup of coffee for you then-" Snapping his head over as he heard a beeping sound, Danny got a panicked look on his face "Oh shit! My cookies!"

---

Storming to the back, Danny ran to the oven, throwing it open, scrambling for the oven mits, he phased a hand through them instead of tugging them on, and quickly pulls the smoaking batch of sweets from the rack.

Plopping them on the counter, he hears the oven snap shut as he sighs, turning to thank the diner, he pauses to see the sight of a man he was hoping that he would never have to see again.

"Oh little Bager, King of the Realms making food for the common folk? How the great have fallen.." Vald said with a viscous grin, his hand reaching up to flip off the oven, "Did you think I wouldn't find you? Thought you could rum off and not tell dear old Uncle? Don't worry Bager, while old Vlad might not come around to vist much..."

There was a flash of black light and where a man once stood was a ghost, his grin pulled back devilishly "I am sure Plasmius will make up for it very...very well."

---

Laughing a bit as he watched Danny scramble inot the back, Jason stared at the food, he was still hungry but...he held an apprehension of sorts, was this going to bring back memories? Would they be good like the coffee or...

His thoughts were cut off as a body was through through the deviding wall from the front of the house to the kitchen.

Bolting up out of his seat, he watched as Danny stepped out of the hole in the wall, shaking out his fist as he did, "I really don't have the fucking time for you Plasmius, don't you see I have a customer?"

Jason stared as the body that was punched through the wall, that looked mangled, twisted and broken start to twitch and crack back into place, limbs bending back from positions they should never be, and then the man sat up, a feral grin on his lips.

(Really fucking bad day for not having my God damn guns.)

[starry-bi-sky]

im dedicating this to @detectivedarling. i felt inspired after seeing their little ficlet yesterday sadhjfl 🫶

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Danny's grip on his cane tightens.

"What—"

His voice cracks. He stops, clears it, then tries again in spite of the nausea twisting in his gut. "What are — you, uh, watching, Bruce?" He sounds horribly far away.

Bruce doesn't look at him, his attention laser-focused on the screen. Which is— fine. It's usually not a problem, Bruce gets like that when he hyper-focuses on a case, and unless it's urgent — or he's been at it for hours — Danny sees no need to pull him away from it. He likes the quiet camaraderie they have, it's companionable and unique to the two of them.

He wishes he was right now though. Looking at him, that is.

That way he wasn't watching what was clearly one of Danny's ghost fights. One of the nastier ones, if the collateral damage and rubble on the street is of any indication.

Danny tries to remember which one that is. He shuffles a little closer to the desk, ignoring the rock in his stomach or the ugly weightlessness in his arms. It's not the blood blossoms, that much he knows. He just recently had an injection so it shouldn't be bothering him this soon—

So it's just nerves. Perfect.

Most footage of his fights are— messy, at best. Unusable at worst. Amity Park was obsessed with appearing 'normal' when they first started happening, and typical news stations censor the worst of the fights anyways for publishing, since they can get pretty gory at times. And ghosts move too fast to be caught on regular standard cameras, not including distance and light and—

That is to say— finding usable ghost fight videos is hard.

Danny wonders how Bruce got his hands on this one, and then stops wondering.

The audio is muted, which is - good. Good, because the fight is ugly and chaotic and clearly this was taken on someone's phone. Fuck, he can't remember if he ever saw that before — clearly not. They're hiding behind an overturned car, and Danny grits his teeth so he doesn't tell that idiot to run.

The camera turns up, and focuses on two figures in the air. It takes a few seconds, but when it does, Danny gets hit with a wave of vertigo. His grip tightens and he leans heavily on his cane, he waits for the black dots to disappear.

He- uh, he remembers this fight now. Uh, sort of.

He remembers being twelve at the time, and he remembers some of the injuries he got out of it. His eyelid spasms abruptly. This ghost wasn't one of his regulars, so he doesn't remember whatever name they had, barely remembered what they looked like up until- uh. Now.

Was he always that small? Well— Phantom's never been particularly big, perks of being a dead kid, but— it's - different. Seeing it from an outsider perspective. Was he that small? Or is it just because he's wearing a jumpsuit clearly too big for him that casts the illusion of being small?

Doesn't really - matter. Now. He can't access his ghost form, and he already knows the answers to his appearance.

Phantom is clearly bleeding, viscous and violently green like the bubbles of a lava lamp, clutching onto a limp shoulder that's missing an arm from the elbow down. Half his face is drenched in similar blood, the eye on the drenched side is closed — not because he can't see through the ectoplasm.

Danny's memories of that fight slowly come in a bit clearer. Right. He took a pole to the eye in that one. That had - hurt. A lot. Getting an eye gouged out usually does. It and the missing arm took hours to grow back.

He rubs his eye with his palm for no other reason than it itches.

The other ghost isn't untouched of any injury either, but he's not in a state of dismemberment like Phantom is.

Danny drops his gaze down at Bruce, whose sitting in his chair with his hands threaded together, looking so tense that Danny half expects to meet solid steel if he were to touch his back. His face is - blank. Terribly blank, with an intensity in his eyes that Danny doesn't see often.

He looks terribly distressed.

He opens his mouth, and finds that nothing comes out. His throat is thick with an ugly, tar-like feeling that makes his eyes sting. Kinda reminds him of when someone wraps their hands around your throat and presses. He closes his mouth, then tries again.

"B—" hhhhhh, "Buzz."

Finally Bruce looks at him, one hand slaps the space button on the keyboard, and the video pauses. His expression doesn't shift, but there's a weight in the lines of his face that reminds Danny of a set of weights sagging.

He looks quite like he's grieving something.

Bruce opens his mouth, his voice comes out terribly soft and heartbroken: "He looks like you."

Which is— a terrifying sentence in and of itself. One that makes Danny's legs shake and ignite his ragged, poison-chewed nerves alight with the need to run. An instinctive urge to deny, deny, deny.

How could he? He could say, that's a ghost, Bruce. I'm not a ghost. He could crack a joke, and ask, 'do I look dead to you?' or say something about how he knows that his parents studied ghosts, but that didn't make him one.

He could say that, and he could say it knowing full well that Bruce would see right through it. He'd probably let Danny too.

Danny closes his eyes. They sting, you see? So does his nose, right in the back like someone popped him in the face. And his throat is thick and gross and like someone stuck a spider, the big fat tarantula kind, right down into his esophagus.

He breathes in — through his mouth, because his nose stings and so it'd be best not to irritate it further with air — and it's terribly shaky and uneven. But it clears a pathway to his lungs big enough for him to say — whisper, really:

"You know, I think you're the first person to notice that."

[ghostwritergirl]

DP x DC prompt: Finding Halfas Unexpectedly (And Incredibly Sick Ones While At It)

While travelling to Gotham for the annual meet up with Tim and the rest of YJ, Greta gets kidnapped by the GIW, since she registers as a ghost to them even though she insists she’s human (she doesn’t mention she was formerly a ghost). They don’t care and kidnap her, intending to do lots of painful experiments and torture with other ghosts they’ve captured. Meanwhile, Greta is scared, confused and reliving her trauma of being detained by the D.E.O, except this time her friends aren’t coming to save her and she doesn’t even have her powers to help.

Except rescue DOES come, in the shape of a glowing boy with snow-white hair and glowing green eyes and powers that look a little too similar to Greta’s own as he frees the other glowing people that are apparently ghosts. He does a double take at seeing her, shock on his face as he talks in a garbled language Greta can sort of understand.

Then the boy rips a hole into the fabric of reality and revealing something green and glowing and reminding her too much of death on the other side and as while the ghosts are fleeing through the portal, he grabs and drags Greta through it, screaming, before she blacks out.

At the same time, Jason’s been struggling with his Pit Rage recently, even though it doesn’t feel like rage and more like hunger, before he collapses in the middle of patrol. That’s when a glowing kid appears in front of him, shocked and horrified as she asks him what’s wrong with his core, whatever the hell that means. Jason doesn’t have the time to ask before a portal opens that looks disturbingly like the Lazarus Pits appears and the kid grabs him and drags him through it with surprising strength as the Pits scream in Jason and pain erupts across his entire body before he blacks out.

The next thing Greta and Jason know, they’re in an infirmary ward that isn’t in the Watchtower, Batcave or Titan’s Tower, there’s cuffs around Jason’s wrists that look to be made of ice, they both strangely feel better than they have in a long time, and there’s a freaking yeti with an ice arm standing at the other end of the room who informs Jason the cuffs were a precaution after he went a little berserk earlier, since Lazarus water and the puree ectoplasm of the Realms don’t mix that well, and now that they’re awake, the procedures can begin for reviving Greta’s core that has been dormant since Darkseid that would have ended up hurting her in the long run and was getting severely malnourished and removing the contaminated ectoplasm from Jason’s core that was slowly starving and killing him again, and once they’re done they can once more be healthy ghosts (he didn’t clarify ghost forms, as he thought they both knew about their halfa status)

Cue the inevitable freak-out from Jason and Greta and attempt at escape from the yeti that wants to murder them both again.

In the other room, Danny and Dani are reenacting the Spider-Man meme and sharing in their shock over how they both found halfas with messed-up cores while Danny was doing a rescue/raid at a GIW base and Dani was visiting Gotham at the same time… until they hear the chaos happening with Frostbite and now they have to explain what being a halfa actually is to those very halfas who have no freaking clue and think they’re being murdered again instead of receiving much-needed medical help.

Guess they really should have explained things before dragging them through portals, huh?

[lurukifennecfox]

again snippets i won't finish because reasons

Everything was going well which should have been the first clue.

Danny moved to Gotham (Vlad insisted he pay for it and he'd been doing better so he let him have it) he's going to Gotham Academy, he was visiting his old haunt so often people thought Phantom never left! turns out if a ghost is strong enough they can teleport to their haunt and he is strong! even if he never quite got the hang of teleportation aside from returning to his haunt.

[•••]

he must have said something wrong because now the halfa was glaring at him with ectoplasm green eyes, he rolled his eyes.

"c'mon stop with the scary eyes" he said it and winced, shit he sounds like Vlad! wait it's not quite Ecto-green, it's diluted? more Lazarus than pure Ecto... that doesn't look healthy is it why he barely can feel his core??? is he really sustaining on Lazarus Water?!

[caffeinatedvigilantewriter]

This is a mashup of various tropes. Don’t like don’t read. May include

- deaged danny

- Damian x Dani (serious chaos)

- dead Jazz

- dead Sam

- dead Tucker

- not-shit parent Vlad (kinda)

- the Waynes have a strength kink

So when Danny is 18 and have safely moved out, has financial security and can go no contact with his parents he decides to tell him that he’s Phantom.

It doesn’t go well.

By the time Jazz Sam and Tucker find him he is deaged to around 6. The fentonworks lab explodes.

Dani, who is 16 and was on her way to visit, came just in time to sift through the rubble and find Danny, who has only had enough memory to recognize her as his sister. She also finds three dead bodies. Jack and Maddie survived.

Scared and mourning, she takes Danny and runs to Vlad, who realizes how terrible and obsessed Jack and Maddie were and gives Dani lots of money to hide somewhere where the Jack and Maddie wouldn’t dare to look- at least not for a little while.

Gotham.

So she takes Danny and changes their names.

Elliot ‘Elle’ Jasmine Nightingale and Daniel James Nightingale, brothers and sister duo.

Dani- now Elle- still holds a grudge on Vlad, coupled with the Fenton stubbornness, she insists that she can pay rent/bills/groceries/etc. she gets an apartment in crime alley.

Because Elle doesn’t want to leave a paper trail, she does a less-than-legal job.

She joins a fight rink under the name of Phantasm.

And she’s great at it.

Shes spend the money on education for Danny, ignoring her education for the moment until Danny is old enough to join school.

Damian and Bruce were having major arguments, mostly about his violence and Damian quits being Robin and becomes Nocturne. (Bc I love that name)

He undercover a fight rink and thinks if he busts the rink Bruce will trust him enough.

He does recon and quickly realizes that one of the fighters was incredible, winning fight after fight without causing major injures to her opponents. Her name was Phantasm.

He decides that in order to find out more about her, he has to join undercover. It was only to take down the fight rink and learn more about the beautiful fighter that could bend him in half and nothing more.

Damian joins under the name of Ghoul and swipes some DNA from Elle, learns her (fake) name her (fake) backstory (family died in an heated lab explosion) but doesn’t understand why a chunk of her DNA was unreadable (ghost part of her DNA)

After a bit of digging, realized she didn’t attend school and the next morning Elle waked up to a letter starting that her full-ride scholarship to Gotham Academy has be approved (GA offers a afterschool care for students with younger siblings)

Elle never applied and is confused but accepts after Vlad, Ember, and Kitty convinced her.

She coincidentally is put in the most of the same classes as Damian, who she eventually crushes on befriends because he’s hot she’s suspicious of his faint and funky ecto signature.

So shenanigans include (not in this order and are optional)

- GALA where Vald announces her as Vlad Co heiress and the are invited to the gala and get a bit sus of Elle bc Vlad is sus

- JASON AS ELLE’S NEIGHBOR is actively trying to set up/prevent Damian and Elle getting together (either one works, as long as the plans fail comically)

- PRINCESS ELLE OF YHE INFINITE RELAMS + SUMMONING

- TALIA ATTEMPTING TO KIDNAP DANNY because he looked like Bruce/she wants another son and Elle absolutely beating her 7 different ways to Sunday and Talia telling Damian that she approves of her

- ELLE DESTABILIZING/GETTING REALLY SICK and Danny calls Damian in a panic because he knows Elle trusts him even if she won’t admit it

- ELLE GETS SAVED BY NOCTURNE and Elle instantly clocks him as Damian bc of his ecto signature and rips him a new one because look how vigilantism turned out for Danny

- THE BATFAM THINKING DANNY IS THE CLONE OF ELLE and investigating Cadmus, who could have ties to the GIW somehow

- ELLE BECOMING A SORT OF SERIAL KILLER to protect Danny (check the comments @emerald-fox-93 linked it :)))

- DASH BECOMING A GCPD COP AND HAVING TO ARREST ELLE because she killed someone who tried to kidnap Danny. Damian picks her up from the station after she calls him.

- PAULINA BECAME A LAYWER FOR WE bc I saw a post like that and it was fire. She eventually fights for the removal of the AEA (anti ecto acts)

- THE OTHER BATS GENUINELY BECOMING CONCERNED and began to think that Elle is mind-controlling Damian because he keeps brushing them off to hang out with her

- DAN JOINING THE JLA and calling up Elle when he needs her help and Damian being there and being like ‘wtf??’

Jack and Maddie eventually find Danny and Elle and Elle vanishes. Danny- who Elle hid when the Fentons stormed the apartment- calls Damian sobbing and pleading for him to find Elle because the bad people are going to hurt her.

Damian, knowing little to nothing about her situation, basically goes ballistic trying to find her. The family, titans, and the League gets involved because one 15 year old doesn’t realize he has a massive crush on his classmate. He calls up that every favors he is owed (and some that is not) so now basically almost the entire LOA is after a 15 year old girl who was kidnapped by the two mad scientists who are committing around 16 wars crimes.

They find her after the ghosts she’s Still in contact with realize she hasn’t texted in a while and they’ll help Damian on his manhunt

And because Elle is the high princess, the entire ghost zone is ready to help Damian get their princess/queen/regent back

Jack and Maddie never stood a chance.

Any more ideas?? Please tag me and comment 🙏 :))

[bluerosefox]

Red Hooded Phantoms

Hmm

Another deaged or reborn Danny idea

But also Danny is Jason plotline. I've seen a few Danny is/reborn Dick, Tim, and a few rare Damian ones but I feel like we don't see a lot of Danny as Jason.

After being deaged by Vlad in another failed attempt to make Danny his son, he decided to try raising a deaged Danny instead because the boy would have no memories of his past, however during the struggle between Vlad and Team Phantom, Danny is sent into Vlad's lab portal and into the Zone, only for another random portal to open up and drop him into the DCverse and into a Gotham alleyway.

He is found by Shelia Haywood and well, we all know the life of Jason Todd after that.

Or he dies due to like the GIW, or bad Vlad, or bad Fenton Parents (Not picky on which) and is later reborn due to the damage done to his core.

It isn't until he dies and returns that Jason Danny feels like its something familiar, something is itching in the back of mind as he mindlessly wonders around Gotham after digging himself out of his grave.

And it only becomes more and more familiar when he is later found by the LOA/Talia and tossed into the Pits. Even the rage he gains feels familiar.

Later he becomes Red Hood, and that timeline happens.

Jason Danny doesn't find out the actual truth until one day the sky is ripped open by a glowing Lazarus green portal and a large armor covered being steps out, declaring he is there to fight for his crown/throne against the one that bested him last time and to bring forth Phantom for their battle.

And he had less than a few hours to come forward or else he will rip this world apart. (Pariah Dark may be a Tyrant King but he wanted his throne/crown back along with revenge against the one that stole it in the first place legitimately so it couldn't be denied)

A huge JL and JLD meeting is held and no one can find this 'Phantom'

So someone in JLD has a suggestion to summon someone from the Infinite Realms who might be able to help them locate Phantom (or maybe summon Phantom himself since he's technically the Ghost King.)

If we go with summoning someone other than Phantom, they manage to summon Jazz (whose acting as Queen Regent at the moment since Danny went missing)

And the moment he see's Jazz, Jason Danny feels his head and soul start to hurt. And memories he's sometimes see's in his dreams start bubbling into the surface.

[noxcheshire]

HOT TAKE

But I like the idea of the phantom world being reincarnated into very unexpected people.

Like I still love the idea of Danny being Martha or Thomas.

Or Dani being another clone, or her being Damian, and Sam being Poison Ivy and or Martha, etc.

But I also like the unhinged nonsense of Sam being a clone in the dc world — ideally Kon, and Dani (or Dan) being Bruce, while Vlad is gasp Thomas Wayne.

HEAR ME OUT

JUST HEAR ME OUT

I just think the idea of Danny finding out that in an alternate world he married a nicer and age appropriate Vlad and had the son the guy has been demanding for so long in their world is hilarious.

The absolute mental breakdown that boy will go through: this is my son, and I love him, look at him go being a hero and kicking ass, but holy fucking Ancients above I fucked VLAD —

And on the other hand, can you imagine Bruce’s reaction? To his alternate mom being a sassy teenage boy, his alternate dad being an older guy ‘preying’ on this kid that absolutely HATES the guy, and being an absolute creep while his alt self **gestures to your choosing** is either a tiny girl menace or the biggest and meanest growling ghost that is BARELY tolerating being in the same space as the living.

But they also hate his alternate dad and would punch him into next week with Mom! Danny.

This man will being going THROUGH IT.

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 206

There seems to have been a bit of a misunderstanding, Ellie is realizing as she opens the door- in her pajamas no less- to the freaking Justice League. Either that or they’re gonna’ have to go on the run from something her brothers or Vlad did. 

…

What do you mean Jazz blew up a building?! Without inviting them?!

[chaseacer-ghostedition]

Day 3- invisible

Today we have my self proclaimed king of invisibility, the Dairy king.

Fun fact, the person who introduced me to Danny phantom and who I first watched it with, their favorite character is the Dairy king. I have and have heard a lot of thoughts about the guy who lives in vlad’s walls, whom vlad may or may not, but probably does not, know about.

[lobstercity]

yayy woo

[thevoidstaredback]

Danny so does not get paid nearly enough for this. He’s gonna demand pay for this whole mission! First, though, he has to survive.

After he’d beaten Pariah Dark, Clockwork explained to him how Challenges work. Anyone can issue a Challenge, of which is always combat. It has to be issued and completed inside King’s Keep, or the Challenge is determined null and the King still reigns until they are beaten. To win a Challenge, either of the two - and there can never be more than two combatants - fighters must either kill or End the other. To kill a Ghost is to force them into their core. To End a Ghost is to crush or otherwise destroy their core.

Danny hadn’t killed or Ended Pariah Dark. The Realms had stepped in and done so for him after he’d left, and yet She’d still crowned him King. When he asked, Clockwork had shrugged and told him the Realms did whatever She wanted.

Pariah’s Keep had been all sharp and jagged edges, crumpling in disuse, red and black. Phantom’s Keep had softened the building, bloomed a proper garden and courtyard, filled in with jewels, green and white marble. Now, whoever was issuing a Challenge to Phantom had changed the Keep unnaturally, forcing the change before even meeting Phantom. Now the colours and plants  had dulled to the likeness of a desert dune field and there was smoke leaking through the roof of the throne room.

Phantom landed on the front steps, ignoring the cracked marble in favor of the deja vu that was invading his mind. He could still remember, clear as glass, the day he’d fought Pariah Dark. He’d nearly died that day.

He marched up the steps.

Inside the throne room, the banners had been torn down and burned by the now red-fire torches. The previously white marble floor had been scorched and nearly shattered. The throne, black with white, was now occupied by the one Ghost Phantom hadn’t seen in too long.

“Plasmius,” he greeted.

The Ghost smirked. “Phantom.”

He looked around, though he never let the other out of his sight. “Hate what you’ve done with the place. It suits you.”

“You really think so?”

“Have I ever lied to you?”

“Quite frequently, I remember.”

“Hm,” Phantom hummed, approaching the dais, “That’s weird, ‘cause I don’t remember having ever lied to you, Uncle.”

Plasmius shrugged. “There you go again, nephew.”

Phantom laughed humorlessly. “You got me there, man.” In a flash, he was in front of Plasmius, an ecto-made broadsword - a weapon Pandora had taught him to use a while ago - at his throat. “You’re a bad actor. Where’s Vlad.”

“What’re you-”

Phantom pushed harder, drawing green blood from the shallow wound. “Cut the shit! Where’s Vlad!”

The Ghost grinned, big and wrong and familiar. “Can’t get anything by you, huh?” They faded into a shadow, traveling and reappearing behind him. “I take it you accept my challenge, then?”

Phantom turned around, growling. “Only if you drop your disguise. Where is he!”

The Ghost’s grin was back as they laughed. Shadows covered them shortly before melting off, taking Plasimus’s face with them, revealing a Shade in his place. “Do you really want to know?”

He’d never really gotten along with Vlad, but they’d come to an understanding after the man had become a ghost full-time.

The Shade laughed harder now, nearly doubling over. “Dead.”

Phantom’s face fell. “...what?”

“Dead!” The Shade cheered, “Gone! Expired! Departed!Perished! Fallen! Departed! Ended!”

The Shade’s cackles faded into the background. Vlad was…

Something in Danny, the same thing he’d felt when he’d heard the news of his family, cracked.

Roaring, he accepted the Challenge and charged the Shade, swiping the broadsword at their neck. They dodged back, bringing two knives from the shadows before springing back at him, aiming for his torso with the clip blade while aiming for his arm with the curved blade.

“I will never forgive you!” He screamed. The Realms shuddered. The Sade cackled.

The two traded blows under the eyes of the Realms, evenly matched for nearly five minutes. An impressive five minutes  of neither getting hurt. Eventually, though, one of them had to cave.

Phantom cut for the Shade’s torso. They dived under the blow, managing to cut Phantom’s left arm, just blow his elbow with their curved blade. He jumped back, the broadsword dropping from his grip as the pain stung. The sword dissolved.

“What,” the Shade taunted, “done already?”

While fighting, neither combatant will be healed by the Realms.

Phantom scowled, creating a bo staff. “Not even close.”

He charged again, spinning the bo to aim for their head. When they dodged, he quickly aimed for their legs, striking them in the shin.

They jumped back, landing in a crouch with their hurt leg extended. They frowned, the first time their smile had dropped since the Challenge was issued and accepted. Then, they leaped toward him again, dropping the clip blade to punch his jaw. He blocked, hitting their wrist with the tip of his bo while he stepped back.

Following him, the Shade used their forward momentum to go into a front handspring, picking up their clip blade as they launched. As soon as they were back on their feet, they lunged again. Phantom met them blow for blow, spinning with his staff.

Their dance traveled through the throne room, neither allowing it to get close to the doors.

On the steps of the dais, the Shade swiped at Phantom’s neck. When he blocked, they tripped him, throwing him down. Before he could recover, they planted their foot on his chest and knocked his bo staff from his hand to dissolve on the marble floor.

They pushed the curved blade to Phantom’s neck, drawing green blood from the shallow cut. “Any last words, King Phantom?”

Phantom’s eyes narrowed as he shifted. “How’d you End Plasmius?”

Their head tilted to the side as if wondering why he was asking. They answered nonetheless. “Did you know you fight like him? Just as cocky, just as prone to rage.”

“I’ll take that as a compliment,” he grunted, grappling their wrist and grappling for the curved blade. He managed to throw them off, keeping the curved blade for himself.

The Shade scowled, rolling to their feet. “Why won’t you die!”

“Sorry, Nyssa, but you’re gonna have to try a lot harder than that!”

They froze. “How do you know that name?”

“Your name?” He taunted, “It’s took me a while, but you’re just as grotesque as your father and sister, Nyssa Raatko.”

She roared, charging in with her clip blade, wildly swiping at him. He continued to dodge around her. “Do not mention their names!”

“Upset because neither noticed you died?”

“Shut up!”

“They let you keep using the Pits! Why should you be mad?”

“Stop it!”

She cut at his arm. He ducked around, cutting her throat as he spun behind her. She dropped to the ground, dropping her clip blade and bringing both hands to try and stop the blood flow.

Phantom, too, dropped the curved knife, gathering the ect around him into another broadsword. From behind, he hefted it up with both hands- “For what it’s worth, you fought valiantly.” -and brought it down on her neck, cutting off her head.

The Realms shuddered as Nyssa’s body melted into shadows. Slowly, Phantom’s Keep restored itself.

Phantom let the broadsword dissolve. As the Keep repaired, he picked up the two knives. As Spoils of War, they were to be displayed in the treasury. With a sigh, he sat on his throne and mourned.

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