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ayamari-no-goshi · 2 years

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Chasing Shadows (9)

AO3 -> first, last, next

Fandoms: Danny Phantom (DP) / DC universe

Summary: THIS IS A CROSSOVER. As Bruce Wayne begins to slowly recover from the loss of his son, two separate mysteries open up old wounds. Who is the unknown leaving clues hinting at a return to Gotham, and who is the phantom pretending to be his lost son? Is it just a coincidence they’re active in Gotham at the same time? Or are they connected?

Warnings: rated T for violence, mentions of death, and questionable mental health

Parings: none

Notes: originally uploaded to AO3. Cross-posted to tumblr

“Daniel Fenton (14) has been declared dead after being rushed to nearby Amity Memorial Hospital after receiving severe injuries from an accident involving one of his parents’ dubious inventions. His parents, doctors Madeline and Jack Fenton, infamous parapsychologists and inventors were working on what they stated would be a portal to the land of the dead. This so-called portal was being built in basement which had been converted into a laboratory which violates several local and state ordinances. An official investigation has been launched by Child Protective Services to determine if a case of criminal neglect led to the accident. Their surviving daughter has been placed in protective custody…”

Bruce could feel the migraine starting. Even with Constantine being able to give him a general area where he believed Phantom might have originated, he still had to pour over thousands of missing persons cases and death records. But, he believed he finally found the identity of the meta.

According to the publicly available records, he was dead. However, the information from the hospital provided a different picture. He’d been brought in unresponsive with severe electrical burns, but he had been resuscitated and stabilized. Although his vitals did not appear to be conducive to living, but his charts suggested he was alert and recovering in the following days.

The various specialists heavily documented Daniel’s information, most likely believing his recovery would require study. Most of it fell within what would normally be found in a patient’s charts, but there were a few strange mentions of the IV ports falling out and abnormally quick healing. Possible early documentation of the abilities he would end up developing.

But what was strange was how the charts ended. There was just a mention that the boy was found dead in his room and attempts at reviving him failed, but there was evidence of editing and possible tampering several hours later. Though it took much longer than he hoped due to the lack of Oracle’s equipment, he found the source, something called the Ghost Investigation Ward which was under the control of the Department of Extranormal Operations.

They must have been monitoring his parents’ research and swept in to grab him when they caught wind of what happened. A month after Daniel’s “death”, the charges against his parents were suddenly dropped, but their research and equipment had been seized. From what Bruce had seen of their various blueprints, Fenton tech could have multiple applications for military use. The government’s interest in them made a lot more sense after accessing them.

Frustratingly, their data had little information about Daniel. They had a few documents outlining the theories they had regarding what happened to him and whether or not he was to be classified as living or dead. If he ended up classified as dead, the list of experiments they wanted to run were enough to make him sick, but he couldn’t find any records of Daniel ever being at any of their facilities.

Was it possible someone else got to him first? Metahuman trafficking was a known issue, and traffickers preferred to grab them as soon as their powers manifested as it was harder for the metas to defend themselves. Or had he escaped in his own and somehow fled? He hoped it was the latter.

Frustrated that the boy’s trail went cold, Bruce turned his attention to his parents. It was difficult from him to determine whether or not they may have tried handing over their own son. The handful of photos he could find of the family together suggested the parents cared about their children, but with their profession, there was a chance they could have rejected him. Perhaps he should reach out to the daughter, Jasmine, first. She might be able to help him determine whether or not Daniel should be reunited with his family.

“Is this him?” Dick approached the computer on his right.

“I have a strong reason to believe that’s the case.”

His son chuckled. “Unreal. Jason managed to find another kid with the family traits.” Before his accident, Daniel Fenton did bare a superficial resemblance to Dick, Jason, Tim, and even himself due to sharing the same hair and eye colors before his accident. “Do we have any idea where they might have met?”

“I’ve lost Phantom’s trail after his reported death. He may have gotten picked up by traffickers. I’m in the process of starting to piece together possible reports on that end. As for Jason, I’ve tried to contact Talia. I have reason to believe she might be funding him.” The timing of her appearance in Gotham during the Hush plot bothered him. If she was assisting him, it helped explain how his coffin had been replaced and where he might be getting his funds and equipment. But the question became why? What did she gain out of turning his son against him?

“Let me guess, she’s being less than cooperative.”

“Correct.”

“As weird as it sounds, I’m thankful to Phantom.” Dick glanced up at the computer screen. “However they met, he seems to be helping prevent Jason from completely losing himself to the whatever the Pit and the League did to him.” There was something left unsaid.

“But?”

“I just can’t shake this feeling we’re going to end up losing him again when this is all over. Maybe it’s all this talk about ghosts, but I keep remembering all the legends I heard about as a kid about the undead.”

“Dick, we’ll bring him home.”

“I’m not sure he wants to come home.”

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“Pick any place you’d like. It’s my treat!”

Tim shared a quick look with Stephanie. In the wake of Gotham’s gang war and the realization the Red Hood was Jason, Dick had been a little clingy. They all knew he felt a great deal of guilt over what happened to Jason, and in the wake of both Stephanie and Babs getting into situations where they could have been killed, Tim couldn’t blame him for wanting to spend time with them and make sure they were okay.

Right now, he wanted to treat them to dinner. Cass had been invited too, but she declined in order to help Babs set up some of her surviving equipment in the Batcave. To be honest, Tim didn’t really want to go either, but maybe the distraction would help him think better.

The confirmation Jason was back brought a great deal of confusion. Before the hints and the reveal, he used to think that having Jason back would fix everything. His death was the reason for Bruce’s downward spiral and the pain that nearly tore the Wayne family apart. Tim was just a bandage, a placeholder, while they healed. But Bruce and Dick hadn’t chased him away once they got used to the idea of him being around. Instead, they seemed to care about him and want him as a part of their family, and Tim loved being Robin.

But, Jason had returned as someone barely recognized by those who knew him. Though he initially thought maybe Jason would want the position of Robin back, that didn’t seem likely, especially with how he said Bruce had brainwashed them. It was so strange to hear that from someone who had the same training he did. Jason had been such a shining light as Robin. Did he regret ever having donned the cape? Was he upset to see someone else wear the colors he died in? Or maybe he didn’t think teens should be heroes?

Then there was trying to reconcile the fact his childhood hero nearly killed him. If Jason had pressed that knife against his throat a little harder or had placed it in a different spot, Tim would have bled out in minutes. But he hadn’t. In fact, he had even mentioned he just wanted Bruce’s attention as opposed to doing harm. He also didn’t make any move to fight Phantom or try to get him back once he’d been freed. There was also the admission Dick recorded. Jason seemed troubled by his actions towards him, at least that’s what Tim hoped.

“Earth to Tim!” Dick waved a hand in front of his face. “Where do you want to eat?”

Steph snickered. “Have you been spacing out this entire time?”

“I honestly don’t care…” Catching sight of Dick’s slight frown, he decided it would be best to humor him. Glancing around, he was going to pick whatever jumped out of him when he caught sight of a tall man with dark hair and an unusual white streak on the opposite side of the street. Beside him appeared to be a teenager with the same dark hair. “Dick, look!”

“Jason…”

“Who’s that with him?” Even on her crutches, she wasn’t going to let anything get in her way of getting a good look.

“I think it’s Phantom. Come on!”

They followed on the opposite side of the street for a couple blocks. It seemed strange that Jason would be so willing to walk around in broad daylight, but, legally, he was dead. No one would think to connect the man currently walking down the street in slacks and what appeared to be a blazer with the teen who died years ago. If it hadn’t been for his hair, Tim didn’t think he would have recognized him either.

While they moved, Dick quietly explained that Bruce believed he had ID’ed who Phantom really was. If this new teen was Phantom, it helped explain why they had such a hard time finding him.

The two came to a stop at a small Chinese restaurant at the edge of the Diamond District. Where they seriously just going to go to dinner?

Dick must have been thinking the same thing because he apologized to Steph for a moment before scooping her in his arms and running across the street. Tim followed, trying to ignore the honking vehicles they dodged.

“Table for two, please,” they heard Jason tell the older waitress as they entered.

After gently putting Steph down, Dick walked up behind his brother and patted him on the back, making Jason stiffen. “Make that five.”

For a moment, Tim was convinced Jason was going to punch Dick. The way he glowered at him combined with an unnatural green flash in his eyes quickly reminded all of them he was just as dangerous, if not more so, than the other rogues of Gotham. Yet, as quickly as that look came, it vanished, replaced with a more neutral and guarded expression.

“It has been a while that you’ve both been here.” The waitress gave them a knowing smile. “Follow me. Just make sure you don’t break anything during your talk.”

“Same as always,” they said at the same time catching them both by surprise. Dick’s smile brightened while Jason’s expression turned stormy. Nothing else was said as they followed the waitress to a back room that only held one table.

“What’s the deal with the waitress?” Phantom asked after everyone was seated with menus, and she left the room. His voice didn’t have the odd distortion to it. There was another difference. His skin didn’t have the greenish tinge to it either. Instead, he looked a healthier shade of pale.

“We’ve been here a time or two in the past. Usually after fights at the Manor,” Jason explained as he glanced back at the doorway and frowned. “I’m surprised she recognized me.” He almost sounded troubled.

“I recognized you.” Dick’s voice was surprisingly soft, though his eyes narrowed in offense when Jason snorted. “What?”

“Not until I took off the helmet. If I hadn’t done that, you’d still be convinced I was just an imposter and that the real me was still a pile of bones. Or whatever other bullshit alternative Bruce came up with.” He flipped the menu over. “I honestly thought you figured it out that day in the warehouse, but I gave you too much credit.”

Tim watched the interaction with a growing awe. While Jason’s posture remained guarded, there was no hostility aimed at his brother. Instead, they both spoke with an ease he hadn’t expected. While it was too soon to tell, whatever animosity Jason held towards Bruce didn’t seem apply to Dick.

“Don’t let him fool you,” Phantom interrupted as a mischievous grin crossed his face, and if Tim wasn’t wrong, his eyes literally seemed to light up with amusement. “Jay was disappointed it took you that long.”

“Do you really want to start this?” A pink tinge appeared on Jason’s cheeks even if he kept his expression neutral. “I have a very distinctive memory of how…” He didn’t have a chance to finish.

“No. No. No! That’s okay!”

“So not fair! Don’t you know the hero community thrives on blackmail?” Steph complained. “Anyways, it’s nice to officially meet you two. I’m Stephanie. Thanks for saving my life.”

Jason’s eyebrows shot up. He he not expected her to thank him? Or was it her friendly attitude? But he recovered quickly and gave her his name. Dick then introduced himself for Phantom, and Tim followed suit but squirmed as Jason stared at him. There was something unsaid and turbulent in his eyes, but he didn’t seem angry. But that didn’t mean much from someone trained by Bruce.

When it came time for Phantom’s turn, he glanced at Jason, who in turn nodded once and gave a slight motion of his right hand. Was that some code for ‘don’t give away too much’? “I’m Danny.”

Dick tilted his head. “Your parents wouldn’t happen to be inventors, would they?” Phantom, Danny, flickered so violently that Tim thought he’d vanish for a moment. He stopped when Jason put a hand on his shoulder, but the teen continued to look panicked.

“How much do you know?” Jason’s eyes flashed green as the air around them seemed to drop several degrees. The information they received from Constantine suggested Jason might now have abilities, but none of them knew with certainty what they might or might not be which made all of them uneasy at the display.

Dick held his hands up in a placating manner. “Just the basics. A bit about his family, that an accident happened, and how there was a coverup.”

“Do you… do you know what happened to my parents?” Danny’s voice was quiet, and he was glancing down as he fiddled with his shirt. The temperature started to go back to normal.

“From what we can tell, they’re doing fine. I bet they’re missing you though.”

A small smile crept onto Danny’s face as he looked up. “I’m glad. They threatened to hurt them if I didn’t do what they said.”

Before anyone had a chance to respond, the waitress announced herself as she came back into the room. “Dumplings on the house! No, no arguing. When was the last time you ate a good meal?” She shook her finger at Jason before pointing at Danny. “This one is all skin and bones. Eat and grow big and strong like these two, okay?” She nodded at the brothers. “Can you believe this one was this tall last time I saw him?” She gestured to show Jason wasn’t quite five foot tall before his death. “Anyways, time to order.” A few minutes later, the waitress was on her way.

“I was not that short.”

Dick gave his brother a knowing smile. “Jay, you were tiny.”

Before Jason could say anything, Steph decided to speak up. “So Danny, who’s idea was it for you to pretend to be Jason?” She took a bite of dumpling. “Oh! These are good!”

“It was my idea!” Danny’s eyes seemed to glow in delight as he also grabbed a dumpling.

They all looked at Jason for confirmation. He didn’t reply immediately, but instead pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. It was something Bruce did all the time, and the familiarity of it made Tim do a double take. “It was his idea. Started off as a joke, but it ended up giving Bruce enough pause to not immediately chase Danny out of Gotham.”

The meta nodded in agreement. “Gotham’s probably the safest place for me right now. There are so many other ghosts around making me hard to detect.”

“Gotham’s haunted?” Tim had heard the stories but never really believed them.

“Yep.” Danny popped the p but didn’t elaborate.

“You’re still going to need to stay low for a while between that stunt at the Clocktower and Bruce sticking his nose in places it doesn’t belong.” Jason mentioned as he moved his hands in a slight but unfamiliar movement. When Danny made a similar one, Tim realized they had some form of unspoken either code or language. It didn’t look familiar to him, but Dick’s eyes had narrowed slightly suggesting he might.

“If you let us, we can help,” Dick offered.

“Thanks, but I’m not interested.” All of them, except Jason, stared at how matter of fact Danny said it.

“I know we might not be your first choice, but we have a lot of resources, especially Bruce.”

The air around them seemed to drop several degrees again as Jason leaned forward. His eyes took on an unsettlingly green tint. “If you ever gave a shit about us being family, then promise me you’ll never take Danny into that house.”

“Jay…”

“You know better than anyone what he’s like.” There was something unsaid in that statement, something Dick seemed to understand as his expression turned grim.

The waitress announced her presence again. She seemed to have a knack for knowing when things were getting tense. Was it just a coincidence? Or had she been listening?

After setting the food down, she wagged her finger at Dick. “Don’t argue with little Jay. Spend the time catching up.” She then smiled at Jason. “Good to see you back. We missed your visits. You finally grew up, but your hair makes you look like a punk.” Laughing at how he started sputtering, she gave him a fond pat on the shoulder. “Can’t wait to tell my grandchildren how the good food here helped you grow so tall.” She then vanished back through the door.

Tim quickly took a few bites as Jason sulked. He actually sulked as he tugged on the tuft of white hair. “It’s not like I can do anything about it.” That meant it wasn’t likely it was dyed. Tim had heard stories people who went through trauma sometimes went prematurely grey, so maybe that’s why he had it. Jason noticed his stare and raised a questioning eyebrow. “You used to follow us,” he stated after taking a bite.

“You saw me? Bruce didn’t even know. Wait…” Every once in a while, when he was taking photos, it seemed as if Robin was posing. He figured it was just coincidental, but if Jason knew, then he had specifically done that for Tim.

“I think he sometimes overlooks kids, wants to believe they’re innocent and all that,” he explained after taking a bite of his own dish. “It was too dangerous for me not to do that growing up. Kids were sometimes used as lures for more nefarious things. OW!” Danny had elbowed him in the rib before making a ‘get on with it’ gesture. “Alright, alright. Tim, are you okay?”

That question caught him off guard. Jason must have sensed his question as he gestured to his own neck. Oh! “Yeah, Selena helped patch me up.”

“Good.” It wasn’t an apology, but Tim could sense Jason’s unease. Maybe he really hadn’t intended to hurt him.

An uneasy silence fell between them as they focused on their dinner. Eventually, Dick decided to speak up. “Jay, what are you planning? You’ve been killing people. Unless you were framed. Have you been framed?”

“Nope.” Jason just smiled at the donning horror on his brother’s face. “It’s not like I don’t have morals. There’s a reason I didn’t kill Scarecrow.”

Dick’s phone rang, but he ignored it as he leveled a look at the younger man. “Jason!”

He rolled his eyes. “Do you really think His way is working? The so-called treatment at Arkham is a joke, and don’t get me started on the security there. Blackgate’s not much better.” Contempt briefly crossed his face. “Fix the revolving door. Then maybe, just maybe, I’ll consider stopping.” His chair scraped across the floor as he stood, “Are you ready Danny?”

“Yep! It was nice meeting you. Thanks for the meal!”

“Wait!” Dick tried to follow them when his phone rang again. It had to be Bruce, otherwise, he wouldn’t have answered it. Strangely, Jason stopped in the doorway to watch. “Can this wait a minute? I’m kind of busy here…” He listened for a moment before staring at Jason. “What did you do?”

“What? Can’t a guy leave flowers on his mother’s grave?” The grin Jason gave him made Tim’s hair stand on end. “Oh, you’re talking about Shelia’s grave. Maybe ask Bruce what really happened that day. ‘Loving mother’, my ass.” He gave a slight salute before shooing Danny through the door. “See ya later, Dickie-bird.”

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Notes:

Department of Extranormal Operations (DEO) - Originally introduced in Action Comics (Superman) #775, but recently popularized in the Supergirl TV show. The role of the DEO is to monitor those with extranormal superpowers and to prevent any threat to the general public. To me, it makes sense that the Guys in White would be under their jurisdiction.

I accidentally decided I loved this waitress while I was writing her. I hope she comes across as motherly and a bit pushy as she sounds in my head

There are 3 different and official heights for Jason regarding when he died. 4’6, 5’0. 5’4”…. I’m going with just under 5’0”. Jay just looks so tiny all the time as Robin.

I know this gets murky in both the later comics (especially during the batshit crazy days) and in the fandom, but Jason does have a very specific moral code in the comics regarding who he will and won't kill. You see this in the Red Hood: the Lost Days and even in Under the Red Hood.

#Chasing Shadows #fanfic #Danny Phantom #Dp #dp crossover #dp fanfic #dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc crossover #Danny phantom AU #Odyssey AU #dp au

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radiance1 · 2 years

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Heres someangst for you to make worse (or better lol)

DeadSerious Soulmate au where Danny came to the batfam for advise from the flock of detectives. He wanted to know how to deal with the situation with Vlad, the GIW and the Fentons without having to kill them or Vlad outing his secret identity or whatever.

Robin discovers that Phantom is his soulmate and being 10 and brought up as an assassin he does exactly what he was taught to do.

Damian returns two days later to a frantic batfamily and worried ghost and proudly declares all the problems neutralized.

Danny freaks and tells him "Say sike right now"

Danny drops his magical girl transformation and becomes human again, freaks out on Damian who looks like he sucked on a lemon because "Oh no I murdered my soulmates parents didn't I??"

Ok ok sooooooo.,

Danny rejects Damian after learning that Damian killed his parents and the people he wanted gone but not dead.

And is distrustful, hateful and a bit scared of his soulmate that killed his parents and is also a, y’know, killer.

Damian, being freshly pulled from the league, doesn’t like that Danny rejected him and says something like “you my soulmate you just reject me!” or something.

To which Danny says “Oh I the fuck will!” and shouts that Damian killed his parents for no fucking reason, and Damian says that it was the most efficient way, which has Danny straight dumbfounded for a few good seconds.

Then he explodes. Shouting that “You killed my parents because it's the most ‘efficient’ way!?”. Damian obviously says yes, and then Danny goes and says that the reason he even came to ask Batman for help is because he never wanted to kill them.

So no, the method Damian used wasn’t efficient at all. Which makes Damian mad, because this would mean he failed a mission(even though it wasn’t one in the first place).

Now this is the part where the rest of the Batfam step in, seeing how the situation obviously wouldn’t de-escalate on its own and instead just get worse. So now after they separate the two, one of the batfam(I dunno you choose) explains what Damian’s situation is and how he’s learning. To which, yea Danny can be sympathetic to that but Damian still murdered his parents.

To which batfam member is like, give him some time to adjust or something. But Danny is not having it, yea he can get why Damian did what he did, but that doesn’t excuse that he did it when he specifically came to the bats for a solution where no one dies.

So then they promise Damian would get punished(How it happens is up to you). So now Danny lives with the Batfam until he can find somewhere else to live(Even though the rest of the Batfam try to make him apart of the family) while doing his best to avoid Damian and when he can’t, he just ignores him -much to Damian’s chagrin-.

So after a few weeks of living with the Waynes (and ignoring Damian). There is one day when Damian was nowhere to be found (not that Danny was complaining). So Danny is just going about his business and enjoying not seeing Damian anywhere really and is trying to find Tim.(because he and Tim are coffee besties and there’s nothing you can say to change my mind)

So then he just realises that. If you want to find Tim, most of the time he’s probably in the Batcave. So he goes down since he knows it’s there and all, and sees the one person he really didn’t want to see that day. Damian is there talking to Tim while Tim works on…something. Even with Danny’s better than human eyesight, he can’t see much past a silhouette of what Tim is working on.

So Danny walks closer, catching the attention of both vigilantes (although one he is actively ignoring). While getting closer Danny can slowly see what Tim is working on taking apart, and what he sees causes him to freeze.

Because what Tim is taking apart.

Is one of his parent’s ghost inventions.

Before either vigilantes can greet him. Danny bolts over to where Tim is sitting and overlooking the machine, hastily takes it from Tim to check over if it really is one of his parent’s inventions, slowly places it down, turns to look at Tim while trying to contain the anger inside him and asks “Where did you get this?”

Tim, an empath: I feel like Danny is angry, and it would be a real not so brotherly move to throw Damian under the bus.

Also Tim: Damian gave it to me to look over.

Danny turns to look at Damian, and Damian, not understanding emotions and finally seeing that his Soulmate is acknowledging his presence. Say’s something like, “they weren’t using it” or “It would be put to better use in our hands”. (Or something else you can pick I guess)

And that. That caused Danny to almost drop his human form right then and there, but Danny catches himself before it can drop. Danny looks at Damian while giving him the most deadpan look he can, but his voice betrays the cold anger that he feels.

“I wish someone like you was never my soulmate”

Both Damian and Tim are shocked, and before either can do or say anything. Danny turns ghost and leaves Wayne manor.

#Dc x dp #Finally answered this prompt #sorry that it came really late #anyWO #Damian really fucked up here #or maybe not #depending on how you look at it #all of them might be slightly ooc or not #I dunno #but #here #enjoy I guess

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redrobin-detective · 3 years

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Ok, I’ve tried and tried and tried to write this fic because I see it so clearly in my mind but it’s just not going no matter what I do. But I don’t want the idea to die with me. The closest this came to being written was exile which was an attempt to bleed out some of the energy of this au.

Anyway, so it starts off vaguely similar to canon only more aggressive. There had been underlying tension between ghosts and humans for a while, the dead jealous/angry at the living for disrespecting them. The successful creation of the Fenton ghost portal (and another halfa) was considered an act of war and so the ghosts responded in kind. So basically all of S1 occurs fairly close to canon except ghost attacks are more violent and have increasingly more consequences as time passes. Also the attacks aren’t just in Amity Park with ghosts becoming a worldwide issue but Amity is a focal point. Regular people know the ghosts hate them though they don’t know why. Phantom is very much a controversial figure as he is a ghost but also clearly is fighting off the more violent ghosts.

One day, not long after the events of Control Freaks, Amity Park wakes up to find three of their own are gone. Danny Fenton, Sam Manson and Tucker Foley are nowhere to be found. There’s a massive manhunt, the parents go on TV and beg for information but they cannot be found. Curiously enough, town hero Phantom was also missing. There’s some evidence they left of their own volition so the Mansons and Foleys eventually relent that the kids fled on their own. The Fentons are 100% certain the kids were stolen/killed by ghosts as a statement. And the fact that Phantom went missing around the same time means he was the one who killed them. Jazz knows Danny was Phantom but had no idea what was going on and knew her parents wouldn’t listen she just, kept quiet and privately tried to piece together what happened.

Three years pass and finally it looks like the Ecto War is coming to a close. Young, naive ghosts attempted to raise Pariah Dark in a bid to win. It went disastrously but Phantom (who was periodically spotted around the world, deep in the worst battles of the war) and group of loyal allies subdued the king. By the law of ghosts, Phantom was named heir apparent and he declared that the fighting would stop. Humans and ghosts would have to negotiate and co-exist in peace. But he’s not king yet, no he needs to be crowned at the place where it began, Amity Park’s Fenton portal (”where it all began” has a double meaning of the beginning of the war but also symbolically where Phantom began as Kings assume the crown where their living life ended to show their abandonment of their first life and the commitment to their second). Amity is NOT happy to hear that their former hero is coming home.

Amity has been through the wringer, ghost attacks got pretty bad. The Fenton’s throw themselves into their work to cancel out the grief, they create a group of ghost hunters nicknamed the Reds (for their red blood, ghosts are nicknamed Greens) to control the threat. Valerie heads the young adult division and is considered one of the best, she drops out of school to devote herself to it full time. Oh also her dad is now the Mayor as most have died or didn’t want the job. There are still people who like Phantom and see him as a hero (a lot of Casper Kids) but it’s generally an unpopular opinion in town. Maddie and Jack are ready to obliterate the ghost that took their son’s life the moment he’s within city limits. It’s a powder keg ready to blow. It all comes to a head when Phantom and his entourage arrive.

First off, Phantom looks very different, much less human looking than when he left. He’s clearly aged like a normal teen but his eyes look much, much older. His skin is dead white with a blue tinge to it from his ice core and his aura is super cold. His hair is longer and is very misty that kind of swirls around him and his has fangs and claws. When he’s deep in battle or his obsession, his sclera turn black and he looks scary af. His entourage is ghosts who have sworn loyalty to him, who he picked up along the way after battling beside them for 3 years. Fright Knight, Skulker and Frostbite are recognizable allies. They are not happy that their future King is back in Amity (secretly fearing they’ll lose him once more to his human life). J&M have a shot and are going for the kill when they see something that shocks them; Sam and Tucker are in Phantom’s entourage.

There had been whispers that Phantom interacted with humans, that humans were in his inner circle but this is something else together. And so are Sam and Tucker. Sam is Phantom’s General, she is talented and collected and half feral. She used to be a pacifist but the trials of war and understanding that peace sometimes needs to be fought for made her compromise. She’s covered in scars and an extremely talented fighter. She’s missing her right hand up to her forearm, she can form a ‘phantom limb’ (basically borrowing ectoplasm from her future ghost) to do some things with some powers. Tucker is the support, he uses human and ghost tech to organize, weaponize and generally keep things running. He’s covered in homemade tech (shields and weapons and computers) and he rarely removes. Both he and Sam have kinda forgotten how to interact with and really BE human after so long among the dead. They had attempted to conceal themselves but they had forgotten how strong parental love and recognition is. J&M want to know about Danny, the teens don’t know how to respond but assure them he’s alive. Phantom can’t bring himself to look at them.

This is where I start to lose track of things but there will be parallels of Valerie/Maddie vs Sam as female warriors on opposite sides who are willing to go behind, possibly compromising the things important to them, for victory. Tucker will be contrasted against Jack/Jazz as the one making weapons but also generally keeping the human parts of the team mentally/physically afloat. *Severe* PTSD for all three of them. They’re also unnaturally codependent on each other, get super anxious when one of the trio is out of sight and sleep in a big cuddle pile. They will fucking Kill You if you look at one of them wrong. Vlad will be involved, he had been jailed for war crimes but convinced Walker to stage a coup to overthrow Danny and take the crown before he’s actually declared King and is too powerful. Vlad is more unhinged here, more ghost than human (a hint on what could happen to Danny if he’s not careful). He is eventually defeated but he sacrifices his life for ghost power which, in the end, is what makes him able to be beaten.

There’s lots of ideas on what it means to be live or dead and where the divide really is, is it a heartbeat or it is how you choose to use your existence. On how duty shouldn’t mean you need to give up everything. Because Jack and Maddie believe that Phantom killed their son and, in a way, they’re right. Before they left, the ghost war had gotten so bad and the rumors of Dark being resurrected were going around. Amity attacks were at an all time high, people in their school were being killed just because Danny went there. He realized he had to choose between Fenton or Phantom and he chose to protect the world. He abandoned his human identity and went off to fight in war. Tried to convince Sam and Tucker to stay but they followed him through hell and back. Because Danny spends so much time as Phantom, Fenton is severely neglected. His long hair is cool and floaty as Phantom but is unkempt and stringy, hanging in his face as Fenton. He’s wan and underweight and looks like a walking corpse. He knows his human half will give out soon if he doesn’t give it more attention but he just can’t there’s too much to do, too many people to save.

It would end with Danny being outed to the town, not the world, just the town. Jack and Maddie need to recon with the fact that their boy DID leave of his own choice but only because their failure to protect him (from both the portal and ghosts) made him feel he had to take all this responsibility on his shoulders. Danny also has to recognize that he (and Sam/Tuck) can’t do all this on their own and they can trust and rely on the people around him. Phantom is crowned King but he decides Amity will be his base. The trio eat more, sleep some, catches up on school all the while continuing their duties as King and court. The ghosts also see that Phantom’s humanity isn’t a weakness but a strength and will bring peace to the Earth/Zone so they also take some of the burdens off his shoulder.

Basically I load up heavily with angst at the beginning and end with all the love and comfort imaginable. I just can’t fucking figure out the middle and my motivation will not let me write this shit out. But I can’t let this AU die bc it fucking keeps me up at night.

#behind me dips eternity #god I want to write this but its just not going #Ive been trying for over a month #I cant finish the outline #I've only gotten a paragraph into actually typing #but there are so many vivid images from this fic that live rent free in my head #was lowkey thinking of comissioning an artist to depict Danny bc I've tried and its not coming out right and it drives me INSANE #bc this world is very vivid to me #i love it even if it hurts me #anyway here's wonderwall

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goodfish-bowl · 4 years

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Too Late to Turn Back

Ah, yes, Wes Weston, love this character. So here’s my thing for Tuesday. Had a bit of fun with one. It has the semblance of a plot, and there’s actual dialogue. I tried to get a bit of Wes’s character in the writing itself, which I love doing.

Wes Weston - Denial

Summary: Wes is already knee-deep in his latest conspiracy and refuses to back out now.

Words: 934

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Wes Weston thought he could see things in the world that other people couldn’t or wouldn’t see. Wes knew that Danny Fenton and Phantom were one and the same, and refused to be told otherwise. No matter how many times he became a laughing stock, no matter how many times he made a fool of himself, Wes knew he was right, and that was all that mattered.

Of course, there had been some bumps in his belief in the beginning, when Danny and Phantom had been in the same place at the same time, evidence that was clearly seen and grossly disproved him. It had even thrown Wes himself off of Danny’s trail for a while before he remembered in the middle of class that ghosts could duplicate. He had immediately jumped right back onto his pursuit of Danny Fenton/Phantom.

Wes had confronted Danny so many times, and when that didn’t work, he even resorted to stalking. He had followed Danny around for almost a week straight, adding anything suspicious onto his board. Pictures of Danny walking to alleyways and then the alleyway’s being empty now had their own section on the board alongside images of Danny entering other strange places, like bathroom stalls and the janitor’s closet, and then never exiting. His camera had never seen so much use that week. Wes even had to go through the memory disk just to have enough room to continue his pursuit. That was until Danny had confronted him, in a twist of events in the alley that Wes had been waiting for Fenton in.

Yes, yes, Wes knew stalking was a bit creepy and ruder, invading privacy and all, but he had to get his evidence. He would be redeemed then, no longer a running joke. He would be allowed to hang out with his usual groups again, and the other players on the basketball team would stop throwing him strange glances and refusing to pass the ball to him. He needed this.

“Why do you want to out Phantom, anyway? If he had any to out, which he doesn’t since he’s a ghost,” Danny had asked him during that confrontation, and that had thrown Wes for a loop.

Why, why, WHY?! Did Fenton really just have the nerve to ask why? Because Wes needed this. He didn’t want to be stuck as a social outcast forever, like Fenton and his friends. He actually wanted to go somewhere with his life. Of course, he could get the same result if he just dropped the whole thing, and let Fenton get away with whatever it was he was doing. What was Fenton doing anyways? Protecting the city, boosting his ego? Wes had seen Phantom take some serious hits, ones that didn’t seem worth it. Fighting ghosts was dangerous, deadly even, so why did Phantom do it? What was Fenton’s motive anyways? Could Fenton and Phantom really be the same person? He had all the evidence, why was he doubting himself now?

Then, before Wes could respond, Fenton just had to go and ruin it all. A blue wisp slipped out from between his lips, and an odd looked passed over his face. Then, before Wes could even bring up his camera, Fenton transformed. A white ring of light proved everything Wes had ever imagined. Evidence, right there in front of him, and he had missed his chance. They never broke eye contact, not until Phantom flew away to go deal with whatever it was that he did.

Wes had questions then, new and old. How could someone be both alive and dead? What were ghosts, really? Why Fenton? Who else knew the truth, the real truth? It became like a game then, between Wes and Fenton. He kept on doing it. Fenton would do something, something ghostly that could prove Wes right, before he could get it on camera. It was like a game of tag, and Wes could never catch up to the smaller teen. Sometimes his camera glitches out, sometimes he wasn’t ready for whatever Fenton was about to do, sometimes something or someone got in the way of his shot. But not once, did he get the tangible evidence he needed. It was frustrating, so, so, so, frustrating that Wes had almost smashed his camera into the wall.

It was his turn to corner Fenton this time. Wes had questions and he demanded answers.

“Why? Why don’t you tell anyone? Why do you hide?” Wes had asked, or at least something similar.

Danny was trapped in a mental battle before he answered Wes.

“Because I don’t want to risk it. Wes, I have people, humans, constantly after me as Phantom. My own parents are ghost hunters. I don’t want to know what could happen if they found out. The ghosts are after me either way, but the hunters are only after Phantom,” Danny explained.

Wes had to stop and think about that. Everyone had heard about the Fenton’s hatred of Phantom down to a personal level. The GIW had openly claimed that they wanted to “painful experiments” on Phantom, and that was without knowing he was also Danny Fenton.

“I’m still going to prove you’re Phantom,” Wes declared.

“Why?”

“Because I want to be right. until then, this conversation never happened.” Wes then stalked off, leaving a befuddled and exasperated Danny behind.

Wes decided it was better to deny some things because he wouldn’t be able to even sleep until he finished what he started. When he finally got his proof that Fenton is Phantom, he would decide what to do from there.

#Danny Phantom #dp side hoes week 2021 #wes weston #danny fenton #goodfish writes

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firedragonx · 4 years

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Action/Adventure(Fanfiction)

Promise to make this list all the way back in summer but this as longer I thought it would so splitting it into parts now.

This is from site fanfciton there will be more Action/Adventure fanfiction coming out soon but on different site like A03.

Note M-is fanfiction that is for mature audiences and if see this * this fanfiction may trigger you.

Shelter By XxWhispxX(*)

So imagine this: you go on vacation but then your parents die along most of the other adults in the world. Then vampires try to take you and bite and they almost kill you. Then a bunch of people took your sister and left because they thought you were dead. Then you wake up kill a dog and found out that you're a vampire. That's how Maisie is living her life now. Yep is a oc fic but the Maisie is interesting and it how the XxWhispxX writes the canon characters are in character. If you want to read a good oc fic then this one is for you.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12492805/1/Shelter

Poke Wars Universe By Cornova(M and *)

In this fic, Ho-oh declared war on humans and removed pokémon dampeners. Which makes pokémon's move intensely powerful and most just go on a killing spree. If that summary didn't just give it away this is a dark fic but one more action pack then most other dark. It's like a survival game where almost everything is out to get you. This also have an expanded universe which means more fic that has different pov characters to give the world more flesh out. Be forwarn this fics blood and have character death. So you guys know what to look out for.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4480577/1/Poke_Wars_The_Subsistence

Cat'O'Nine Tails By Kaze and Kiba(M and *)

So Sakura is sent undercover to capture Itachi and any other Akatsuki she comes in contact with. Just one thing tho, she has to be disguised as a cat. If that summary didn't just clue you in this story have some comedy moments. Mostly by playing this situation as straight as it is.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5799290/1/Cat-O-Nine-Tails

Pokemon Cold Gray By Blu Rose

So in this story, White is the daughter of Red and can understand Pokémon but after an accident left her crippling fear of Pokémon. Which is why she going on Pokémon journey to learn to get over it. This story is more about character growth and friendship. If that your kind of story then you like this one.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6974190/1/Pokemon-Cold-Gray

Dragonfall By Storylover Vodhr

So this is a bit of a weird one. In this AU Ash is actually a Latios who brought to Delia after his birth mother was attacked by four different evil teams. One of which is original creation call Team Whirlwind who is after the species of Latias and Latios to control Rayquaza. What I like about this is not only we giving a some really worldbuilding in this au but good character development with Ash, Latias(from the movie) and Pikachu. The ocs in this fanfic is well thought out and really good characters. Check it out if you have time.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11133153/1/Dragonfall

Of Stars and Blood Book 1: The Silver Path By JasperLizard

So this all ocs fiction with clans suffer from huge fire and have to leave for a bit in order to recover. There also problems with Shadowclan leader and deputy, Robinkit and Smallkit are getting a visit by Dark Forest cats, and Twisttail and Stormpaw are trying their best to make it during this journey. All the ocs are wonderful and LGBT+ themes in it. Check it out if you have time.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12420977/1/Of-Stars-and-Blood-Book-1-The-Silver-Path

Kingdom Shinigami By ElementalL'Cie

Basically Hitsugaya Toshiro is a drop-in Kingdom Heart universe. This is really depends if you like Hitsugaya and Kingdom Hearts characters then you like this fic. I personally do like it for that. I like it when a serious character gets dropped into a weird world or vice versa. Make for some great interactions.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12958144/1/Kingdom-Shinigami-The-Grand-Line

The Legend of Menace By ConmanWolf

So Spyro and Cynder find this portal into an alternate universe where Spyro is evil and Cynder is the good guy. Basically it! If you like alternate universe type of crossover then this one is for you.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12723760/1/The-Legend-of-Menace

The Legend of Cynder By GoldenGriffiness(*)

In Legend Of Spyro, the Dragon temple was attacked by Dark Master and Ignitus save one egg, and others were destroyed but one that was taken. That was Cynder. In this fanfic, Ignitus save Cynder's egg, and Spyro's egg gets taken instead. Yep, Cynder takes Spyro place but the author makes it very clear that Cynder is not Spyro however. So don't think things go like canon.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6782003/1/The-Legend-of-Cynder-A-New-Beginning

The Grizzly Game By Zestylicous(M and *)

So Sakura gets this letter from an unknown source that said, "Hey we going this cool weapon and these other people to fight each other to the death. Ok bye." Which left Sakura in very scared and confuse state to say the less and not only does she have play this game but this also around the time when chuunin exams were starting. So fun times for all. But yeah this is a dark story so if don't like violence then tay away from this one.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4717316/1/The-Grizzly-Game

What Lies Beyond the Walls series By abstow89(M and *)

Ok, so imagine Redwall was written by George R. R. Martin and more of a dark sense of humor. You get this fic. What I like about this fic that there no really good guys or bad guys just people trying to survive this awful place. You got Urthquake and his Long Patrol who hates the vermin and wants to do everything to get rid of them in Mossflower. The you got Kurwin a pirate who wants to control of Mossflower after he and his crew got a shipwreck. I should warn this fic is not for kids. Its violence and sexual situations. And not all the characters make it. You have been warned.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11267177/1/What-Lies-Beyond-the-Walls-Book-II-Betrayal

The Power of Three Journeys By Cabbit and the Weasel

This is Naruto x Pokémon where team 7 become Pokémon trainers for different reasons. But they all come together to travel around the region to get stronger and discover more about themselves. It's a nice fic to sit down and read if you have the chance too. It has nice character development and each of team 7 gets a chance to shine! You read it if you into that sort of thing.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9090449/1/The-Power-of-Three-Journeys

Shinigami Phantom By inukagome15

Danny Phantom and his friends were attacked by Hollow and send to the Bleach world. Where they have figure out how to get home while watching out for Soul Reapers and Hollows. It's true the characters, fight scenes are good and has both dark and fun moments as well. Give it a read if have the chance.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/5307215/chapters/12253124

Plegian Queen By C2ii

So in this fanfic where Validar is already dead and Robin still meets Chrom and join the shepherds. That point no one knows what's going to happen because canon already changes. Give it a read when you get the chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9708436/1/Plegian-Queen

Expedient By SwiftKick (*)

So Konoha and Iwa sign a truce and agree to an Exchange Program which is like student exchange. And Sakura was chosen for the Konoha side and her sensei is nothing other then Deidara. This is before team 7 and before Deidara joins Akatsuki. I can't spoilers what happens but let's say character's goals change and it happens in way that is in character. I should warn there are some dark moments and while it doesn't go into detail it still happened so keep that in mind.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6004135/1/Expedient

New Reality By noa748(*)

Ok so this is SI and...hey don't runoff. Trust me it's a good one. First off the SI is actually is a character with flaws and she messes up. The other characters do call her out on it and she does change the plot up so it's not just the same story but with another character in it. Give it a read if it sounds like your type of fic.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4772320/1/New-Reality

Gone Batty By Lilgrimmapple

So a human name Medley was helping her friend in bat conservation with experiment. Of course things turn wrong and Medley gets to turn into a bat. And through a series of events she ends up in Tree Haven where she meets Shade. What I like is the friendship between Marina, Shade, and Medley and the other ocs were pretty good too. If you enjoy Silverwing you'll enjoy this fic.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10590553/1/Gone-Batty

Land Before Time Retold series By Elise Lowing

Basically a human from our world gets a drop in the Land Before Time one. Surviving and friendship is the theme in this fanfic but there is a bigger plot point with the stone and predators. Can revel too much so have to read it for yourself.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9479048/1/Land-Before-Time-Retold

The Chakra Alchemist By Miss Comatose

This is a crossover between Naruto and Fullmetal Alchemist where Sakura drop-in FMA world during Ishvalan War. Deciding that using a child for this war the Amestris side. Yeah, it gets dark but Sakura made friends with Roy who has a father-daughter relationship. Which is new for FMA and Naruto. They always ship Sakura with Edward and Roy.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9171994/1/The-Chakra-Alchemist

No One Would Believe Me By onelittlespeck

This another SI but more friendship than anything. Basically Truth is bored and brought a girl Amy to FMA world. She later meet Edward and Alphonse later and they become friends snd willing to helo she gets home. The friendship is believable and there some goo world-building here too. If that sounds good give it a read.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4135721/1/No-One-Would-Believe-Me

Called Out In The Dark By Ironic-Sarcasm

This is AU where Maleficent knows ahead of time that Sora is going to become a thorn in her side in the future, so when he was a kid and she throws him into darkness. Don't worry he meets Aqua and DiZ and they help raise as they trying to survive in the land of darkness. Found families and friendship all around in this fic. Plus it gives Kairi something to do besides waiting for Sora and Riku. Give it a read when you get the chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11103097/1/Called-Out-In-The-Dark

Hakumei By Pryotra

Hakumei is Naruto AU after one night Naruto, Hinata, Neji, Sasuke, Sakura, and Sai meet each one night and also watch as Danzo killed the Hokage. They decide to leave the village because they all were afraid they're be next. But they promise to get stronger and take the village back. Found family feelings are in the fic and everyone gets a chance to shine. Read it when you get the chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4119917/1/Hakumei

The Land Before Time: the Return of Sharptooth By Red Eyes Black Dragon Master

So remember T-rex in the first movie? Well, he back and he wants revenge. There's no holding back and the only way for Little to defect him is train by Lone Dinosaur to get stronger. It's good little fic with some good action scenes to go along with it, Give it a read when you have the chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4164198/1/The-Land-Before-Time-the-Return-of-Sharptooth

The Seven Hunters By The Rhombus (M and *)

Basically Littlefoot and his friends found Stone of Cold Fire and make a wish to be strong enough to beat Red Claw. Well, remember the old saying be careful what you wish for? Well, the gang besides Chomper turned sharpteeth aka Utahraptors. Many of the adults think they ate their children and chase them out. If wonder why they can't just say it was them well Littlefoot and the gang lose their ability to talk to their old language. So now they kick out of the Great Valley, their parents after them because they kill them (their sharptooth forms) kill their children, and they have a deal with the idea of eating meat. Fun times for all.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9990125/1/The-Seven-Hunters

Not Quite as Planned By cerokun

This AU Bleach fic where Ichigo as a bit slow to pull Zangetsu out as his Inner World crumbled and ends up more arrancar then a soul reaper. In change, a lot in plot and I can't explain too much because of spoilers. But it not a dark fic unlike more other fics I list here. Plus as an AU it does take chances to change the plot around which I like. Give you like this kind of fic give it a read.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7462056/1/Not-Quite-as-Planned

Rewind By LittleMissMidnight

So this one is a bit of a weird one. It's an what if Robin didn't come back after the end of Fire Emblem Awakening. What they find is that Robin is not present but in the future. Chrom volunteers to get his wife back but incomes at a cost his memories. But Chrom decides to go along with the children and off to the future they go. What I like about romance/adventure story is how much everyone that is a couple is willing to go far for their loves one. The ending left somewhat of a bad taste in my mouth but it's good noth the less.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9297676/1/Rewind

The Daughters Trilogy By ShoutFinder

A Warrior Cats AU after the Omen of the Stars arc where Dovewing and Bamblestripes have a daughter name Skypaw. Everything was looking good until a kit came intoThunderclan to warn the three that cats of No Stars are planning their revenge. And the three are losing their powers and a new generation of cats will get new power. Of course one of the cats that get this new power is Skypaw so her apprentice because a whole lot more dangerous. It has great characters and great world-building even better than canon. Check it when you get a chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8788038/1/The-Daughters-Trilogy-Daughter-of-the-Sun

Bleach: Ultimate Alien Remake By Bigby the Big Bad Wolf

So this crossover with Ben 10 and Bleach. Where Ben is in Hueco Mundo and trick into thinking the arrancars are the good guys and the Soul Society. This fic is about friendship and actions as incomes both shows. It good story and so give look.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/11296670/1/Bleach-Ultimate-Alien-Remake

A Game Comes To Equestria By Rainstone56

So this Yu-Gi-Oh crossover with My Little Pony. Weird crossover I know. After Yugi almost loses his soul in the Atlantis filler arc Pinkie Pie made wish and Yugi literally came crashing down. He is pegasus colt in this version because like most mlp crossover. And has no memory, No Cutie Mark, only his name. Both enemies and friends are looking Yugi too but how can they find him? Read to find out.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9222211/1/A-Game-Comes-To-Equestria

Of Princes and Paupers By KiwiWizard

It's kinda like the fairytale but Pokémon Manga characters and with new twists and turns. Instead of a prince being boring of the high life and switch places to a poor person to see what it's like. Instead is about a prince's family being kidnap and team up with a servant, a group of thieves, and stable boy they kidnap along the way. Yeah if this the story that sounds you enjoy then check it out.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7729704/1/Of-Princes-and-Paupers

Just Another Night At Freddy's By DeltaV(*)

So this is a strange one. Yes, even stranger than the crossover I list so far. Five Nights At Freddy's is horror but in this world after Mike's seventh night and visiting the place during the day the animatronics realize that he not endoskeleton but human. This puts them relax state and Mike really doesn't have to worry about his night that much anymore. But everything changes when Foxy finds a way outside... Find out more by reading the first story of this series

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10680061/1/Just-Another-Night-at-Freddy-s-Night-One-Foxy-s-Freedom

Tangled In Time By TwilightFairy928

So after the events of Twilight Princess our good old friend Ganondorf wakes from a coma and Twinrova informs him the old Link die but a new Link is born. So Ganondorf gets idea of kidnapping new baby Link because just killing him will just make new reborn. Ganondorf raise Link as his own son giving the name Siegfried Dragmire and raising him in Lake Hylia with no knowledge of the outside world. But destiny as the funny way of showing up...Read more to find out.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7318363/1/Tangled-In-Time

Amity's Arrancar By Chash123

So this crossover between Danny Phantom and Bleach. Where Danny instead becoming a half-ghost becomes a half-Arrancar. There a lot of stuff happens which is spoilers. But the story blends lore with Danny Phantom and Bleach. Plus some original stories that interesting and fun! Check it out if have time.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7307426/1/Amity-s-Arrancar

Where Even Time Freezes By LavaReefAct4

So in this AU survive Albert the final battle and so did Chronoforce. Using Chronoforce reverse time powers they decide to 'fix' thing aka the mess up Aile and Grey a lot. This is used why Vent is around instead of Aile and how Grey got killed. But things took a turn when Ashe almost time and because Ashe is Albert last bloodline Albert save her by taking over her body. Now Albert has fight himself! If that sounds good to you then go check it out!

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9668864/1/Where-Even-Time-Freezes

The Houseguests By Zilo Sugarpill

So this fanfiction takes the tropes what-if the characters came into the real world but it does take itself serious and funny at the same time. Kina likes anime. The story Melissa Jones along with her two siblings Ricky and Cassie. After there is a way for work for a while Melissa has to watch over her siblings while she away. But things take a turn when with Envy show up in their basement and in character tries to murder Melissa. And not to worry that so far there is no romance if you worry about that and character are in character. Check it out if a chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5874851/1/The-Houseguests

Son of Aura By CG07

So in this AU Ash is actually from the past and was send in the future because there's this group for some reason were hunting people with Aura. In order to keep him safe his mom have Celebi bring him to the future where Deila adopted him. But all is not well as the group is still alive and after to kill Ash. If that sounds good to you then read when you get the chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5236075/1/Son-of-Aura

Rise of the Chosen By Ainrhyr

So this fic follows Alie as she going through her adventure in ZX. It's sort of retelling the game but with a lot more character driving story, the reference to older games, and we get characters that weren't that focus in original a lot more screen time.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4209994/1/Rise_of_the_Chosen

Remember the Tides By @regiss-tides

In this Kingdom Hearts AU Xion defect Roxas in battle which results in Xion absorbed Roxas and heart. Xion runs away and later join Sora and his group. Axel is after his only friend left and Xigbar plotting something evil. This story does have hint romance but I love the friendship between Xion, Sora, Donald, and Goofy. If that sounds good story to you then give it a shot.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9580894/1/Remember-the-Tides

Dissidia Rebirth By AceArcalas

So this takes after the events of the original and 012 as this fic was made before Arcade so keep that in mind. So after the war, most of all the characters from the game settle down and have kids. The kids each have different personalities and hints that not everything is ok with them or their families. It's good read so give it a shot.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7928417/1/Dissidia-Rebirth

The Hungry Pokemon Games By Windflicker

So it takes the plot of the Hunger Games but adds new twists and turns. Like for example, the capitol have a tribute in N and the pov character is from the 4 district instead 12. I give it a read if that sounds good to you.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8012435/1/The-Hungry-Pokemon-Games

Crisis on Two PokéWorlds! By PokeRescue18

Hey, want crossover fic between the manga and anime without the needless bashing of the anime because it wasn't as dark and serious as the manga even when it isn't that dark or serious. Well, this fic got you cover. So there are there these two guardians, Solaris and Lunaria who one day were attack by this guy name Odio stole this orb that holds the power of universes. They battle it out but the orbs breaks and two reality are going to crash together. So what can you do but get heroes from both universes to collect the shards before the villains do and save the worlds. If that sounds good to you then check it out.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6608899/1/Crisis-on-Two-Pok%C3%A9Worlds

Hakumei By @pryotra

In this Naruto, AU Danzo had the Hokage killed but 6 kids saw this going down and ran away. These kids being Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Sai, Hinata, and Neji. They leave the village and try to survive the outside world. Despite that little summary, this is not a dark fic. It's more about found family and overthrowing a government. It's a good fic if you have time.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4119917/1/Hakumei

Legacy By Lady Mayflower

This retelling of the first three Sypro games. Trying to make sense for the plot but it doesn't take the tone and fun out of the original. There were a couple of times where laugh out loud at this fic. Check it out if you have a chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7280837/1/Legacy

My Life By Berk'sWarrior

So this How To Train Your Dragon Warrior Cats AU. Which sounds like weird AU because how you going to blend those two together. Well changing the dragons into rogues and still have the fic be about friendship and Smallkit(Hiccup)trying to love from his father. If that sounds good then check it out here.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8997114/1/My-Life

Tinyclaw By SplashHart

This what if fanfiction where instead of Tiny chasing away the dog he told them the truth and they chase him out and into Riverclan. Who welcome him with opened arms. If you think it's going to be like how Firestar was like in Thunderclan it isn't. Tiny had his own problems in Riverclan and some will shock. Plus it give Riverclan a chance to shine which if you're a fan of RIverclan will bring some joy because they haven't really gotten a moment in the newer books.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8657366/1/Tinyclaw

RockmanEXE: Operation Black Ace By Azure Euphoria

So this crossover between Megman Starforce and Megaman EXE where after an certain event from the third Starforce game send Subaru back in time to the EXE. What I like about this one is keep the characters in character and has a lot of twists and turns that you won't see coming. Plus some good character development for some of our character including one grumpy Starforce we all know and like. Check it if want to see more of it.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5994333/1/RockmanEXE-Operation-Black-Ace

Legend of Spyro: Stormfront By marsh166

So how many of you read a fanfic where the main character turns villain? I imagine you at less read one of those. This one is a bit different tho as it keeps everyone in character and it's a tragic story. So make sure you bring some tissues because no one is coming out this in one piece.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7482435/1/Legend-of-Spyro-Stormfront

The Ash Connection By I am Lu

So this story starts off with Ash and co getting ready to go back home for Christmas. But not everything is well because some Pokémon have been attacking Ash's friends that he had throughout the years and G-Men is putting Ash and his friends under witness protection program for the time being. I mean every one of his friends. Every traveling companion and his rivals up to B & W. Everyone has a moment to shine and some really good surprises that you never it coming. Give it a look to find out more.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9103189/1/The-Ash-Connection

FateStay Night: Ultimate Master By Ten-Faced Paladin(*)

So Ben was sent to Fuyuki City because of course what happened during the last Holy Grail War and the killing has been going since then. But here arrive he was attack and accident summon an Averger type servent. Which keep in mind was made before apocrypha or grand order so keep that in mind. It makes good use of the cast of characters and have some good action scenes. Check it out when you get the chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6781336/1/FateStay-Night-Ultimate-Master

Wanna Change By daydreamer1008

Another good SI in the Bleach version. Mostly because SI isn't over-power and does have a personality. Has great pacing and dialogue that actually sounds like the show. Of couse most of the characters are in character and the action scenes are good enough. Check it out when you get the chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6214127/2/I-Wanna-Change

A Sound Soul and a Sound Heart By Keyblade Guardian

So in this story starts out as it could happen in Kingdom Hearts game. Heartless start to invaded and Sora is sent there to stop it. What makes it good it's the character's interactives and actions scenes. I very much see a Soul Eater world being play out like this is the games. Check it out if you have the time.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9245458/1/A-Sound-Soul-and-a-Sound-Heart

Warriors: Servers of Chaos By Songarri0125

This Sonic crossover Warriors Cats but it's more au Warriors Cats. All the Sonic characters are cats in different clans. Shadow, Sonic, Silver, and Knuckles are a part of prophecy(because of couse.) and have power. What likes how it blend the two series together and characters are use really well.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7293595/2/Warriors-Servers-of-Chaos

The Eyes Have It By Shana the Short

So this is one does what if stories. And this what if story is about what if Sakura development a doujutsu or have one those weird bloodline eye power like Uchiha. What I like about it that it's play more realistic. Like she has no idea how to use them because she just work up and her family has no idea how to help her because it skip a couple of generations. Even her sensei can't really help so she on her own. It's a coming-of-age story with friendship and found family thing put in there. Check it out if haven't yet.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8661803/1/The-Eyes-Have-It

Mega Man Star Force Zero By SapphireLibra3(*)

So this take place after the third game in StarForce. After finding out that the Planet FM has a weapon and sending to Earth Geo and Omega-Xis were send to stop it. That was 4 years ago and they haven't return. Almost everyone thinks he's dead but Luna who find out that weapon is coming back by Wizard name Xerox. They team up to defect new villains and save the planet. What I like most about this game that it took the elements from Zero and make it fit the StarForce universe. Even you know the Megaman Zero games there still a couple of surprises that you won't see coming. Check it out if you haven't yet.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5283660/1/Mega-Man-Star-Force-Zero

The Legend Of Spyro: A New Dawn by Kendell

So after the events of the games Spyro and Cynder and now adults and they want to have a kid. Problem is that due dark side flowing in their veins they are afraid it be pass down to their child. So they decide to adopted one. Problem anew villain appear and took some of the eggs in Temple along with Spyro's and Cynder's adopted child. So Spyro, Cynder, and the new Fire Guardian to travel into the Unknown Realms and defect the queen of Nega Deadlock. It's good adventure story with twist and turns. And really good character moments and has a really good villain. Check it out if you haven't read it yet.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6835233/1/The-Legend-Of-Spyro-A-New-Dawn

Falling into the Abyss By Chang-Tong(*)

This one is an SI for Tales of the Abyss but one where the author did it realistic. Like the SI act realistic and so do the characters around her. More in the sense of how they react to her actions. And there no romance so far in this fic so if worry about then don't be. Check it out if haven't check it give it a shot.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5791754/1/Falling-into-the-Abyss

Night of the Shy Revamp By RavenStarfire

In this fanfiction Fluttershy is possessed by evil magic that turn Luna into Nightmare Moon and cause havoc. And yeah it can see as horror because the possessed!Fluttershy is down right cruel to her victims and enemies. To make things worse the main 6 can't use the Elements of Harmony because of Fluttershy and *spoilers* being gone. So they have find a way while Equestria defect itself. And I have to get this out here the author is no longer with us so this story doesn't have an ending but I put this on here to keep RavenStarfire's memory alive. So check it out if have the time.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7562952/1/Night-of-the-Shy-Revamp

Mega Man AXL: Zero Era By VirusChris

So this is an what if story where instead of finding Zero Ciel finds Axl instead. I like how the bond between Ciel and Axl. And how different from the game and Axl character development. A lot of twist and turns and love letter to Axl fan. Give it a read if you get a chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4483320/1/Mega-Man-AXL-Zero-Er

Land Before Time Twilight Valley By Zarrelion

So this war fic with Land Before Time....I know it sounds weird but go with it. Stone of Cold Fire crushed landed in Great Valley and mysterious sharptooth seeks it out and willing to spill blood over it. The children of the show grow up and willing to fight. The fight scenes are amazing in this fic and it deal brutal actions of war. As well as mental damage that war cause. Check it out when you get a chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4044080/1/Land-Before-Time-Twilight-Valley

Jak and Daxter Living in Sin By EcoSeeker247

This is about oc from our world coming Jak and Daxter world. Paige get a job working in the labs where Jak was experiment on after being arrest. What I like about this series is that there is no romance for Paige but her struggles on mortal compress and actually good friendship with Jak. I know in the in summary it looks like Paige has a villain redemption but Paige isn't a villain. She more someone who made a mistake. A mistake she needs to own up too but an mistake non the less. Which I like. While I do like villain redemption stories most of the time they are not well thought out. Even on 'professor' writer can't really write good. So this is better then what we be getting.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6791869/1/Jak-and-Daxter-Living-in-Sin

The Legend of Crystal New Beginnings By SnickerToodles

It's a retelling of Legend Of Spyro but what if Sypro had a twin sister. It expands on the world and add in a couple of twists and turns. Crystal herself is good character as well. She loud and more headstrong then her brother and balance both Spyro and Cynder as well. Check it out if haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6366414/1/The-Legend-of-Crystal-New-Beginnings

Fire and Shadow By Rowanoak23

I did a review of this fic a while ago. But is what-if story where Firestar join Shadowclan instead Thunderclan. It makes good use for the cast of characters in this fic and have good understand of the world of Warriors that you can see the author did do their research. I would go into more detail but I already did a review so check it out for more informtion or read the story.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4992672/1/Fire-and-Shadow

Broken Bow By Xed Alpha(*)

So this Percy Jackson fanfic about Armani Dove, son of Artemis. Unlike most this well made and oc is well done. If like comedy of the books then you like this. Nothing more to say but check it out if haven't yet.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5673899/1/Broken-Bow

Soul's Fantasy By Grimdivide

So because of Aizen causing the resurrection of the God of Discord and so Warriors of Cosmos have to stop him and Espada. Some of new and old characters from the Final Fantasy characters. Bleach characters are used really good too both the villains and heroes. Check it out if sounds good to you.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5481758/1/Soul-s-Fantasy

Twist in Time By Alisa180

Can this count as a crossover when if it is from the same series but different time lines? Anyway due to some time travel shenanigans our favorite villains from the ZX timeline started causing trouble and what should happen but ZX travel back into the X timeline to stop them. The author know about the in and out Megaman universe as well as the characters. It has good twist and turns. Check it out when you get a chance.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3832375/1/Twist-in-Time

Fate Dissidia by Echo the Ethereal Swordmaster

Not an crossover really more like Dissidia characters in Fate/Stay Night setting. The plot is this Cosmos notice that the Crystals and Planet Earth are in danger. So, she sent her warriors to Earth to find their masters, find and protect the crystals, and save Earth from Chaos and his warriors. The cast ismostly ocs at least are interesting to say the less and characters are written as in character. I more surprise don't use this idea more offen really. Check it out if haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4741236/1/Fate-Dissidia

The Switch Glitch By Zilo Sugarpill

Another oc from our world go in FMA world. The first anime one bot Brotherhood one. This takes kinda realistic and the there so many twist and turns that you wouldn't see coming. It's action and comedy that did have me laugh at certain moments. Check it out if want too.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3791056/1/The-Switch-Glitch

Generations Collide By Crono Candescence

Basically Dr. Wally is at it again and build a new weapon for Bass to use. But during fight and travel forward in time and meet X. Yep in this fanfiction Megaman go forward in time and start meeting other characters from other Megaman games. It play just how I'll picture these characters meeting and add some insight on other stuff that games barley touch on Check it out if haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/4369795/1/Generations-Collide

SECRET OF THE CURSED MASK By Kim Dreamcatcher

So this takes plot of that but with Avatar gang oh and Zuko there too. The author knows about that characters and how to use them correctly. And to make things the character act like how I picture them like actually meet each. And it keeps the tone from both series which adventure with some comedy. Check it out if you haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/2501876/1/SECRET-OF-THE-CURSED-MASK

Balto Future Shock By Kendell

So this Balto with some elements from Watchers but not really. Like you read this without any knowledge of Watchers and you follow it just find. The story begins at the present day with husky name Tina escape from military base, a genetically engineered Super Soldier named the Outsider chasing her. Turns out the Outsider is to replace human troops in the war on terror, but it turned on its creators and escaped, and being telepathically linked to Tina. So it wants to kill her.However, right as it catches Tina in Central Park, a lightning bolt strikes its extending metal claws, sending both back in time. To where Balto is and Tina is happy because she gets to hang out with idol but Outsider is still out there. Check out it if that sounds up your alley.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3937457/1/Balto_Future_Shock

Lost in Time Found By War By lunateix

So Bass once again attack Megaman but Roll herself step between them and were send forward through time by Wily new weapon. This was during Zero timeline during when Weil working with copy X. This story have a lot of twist and turns, great character moments and development, and there are some lore /background that if you know you get but if you don't then you can still follow it. Give it a chance when have time to read it.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/3278280/1/Lost-in-Time-Found-By-War

Bonds By Sol Hiryu

So used Netto accident used Full Synchro with the human hating Forte. So being force to work together in order to stay alive environment while Rock is looking to get Nettoback. It enemies-to-friends fic that I think we should bring back. Yes enemies-to-lovers are good. I like well done fic of that. But I let's bring some good enemies-to-friends fic too. Check it out if haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/2505790/1/Bonds

A Sharptooth's Heart By Sora W.T.K

So this one of the fiction that ask the question what will happen if sharptooth dinosaur that adopted into Land Before Time.(This was before second movie.) It cute and little story that have good characters moments and world building that isn't boring! Check it out if haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/1583842/1/A-Sharptooth-s-Heart

Price By DarqueDeath4444(*)

This AU where Ochako because a villain to get money for her parents and work with Wolfram(The villain from the first movie.) It'd villain fic that play out well that's not about Deku(I still like those fics don't get wrong) and has good understanding of the characters and good development for them so far. Check it out if haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13594903/1/Price

Pokemon Reset Bloodlines By Crossoverpairinglover(Rated: M and *)

So some time during the XY anime Cyrus dismantling the universe to create his world without spirit so Arceus send Ash back in time to stop him. But few things change for example: Ashi is 15, kept in contact with Serena, and most important of all he's bloodliner. People with Pokémon-related abilities. This fic was inspired by another fic call Ash but it has a lot of different to make it is own fic. Those reason I listed above and in the fanfic. If you like X-Men you would like this fic because bloodliner are like Mutants in that people hate them for being different. It does have a lot of dark and serious moments so I can't say everyone should read it but it's not as dark as say like the Dark Knight or something like that. Check it out to see it for yourself.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9939848/1/Pokemon-Reset-Bloodlines

Lightning and Death Itself By Cke1st(*)

So in this AU Night Fury have this power to transform humans into other Night Fury.

So when Hiccup and Astrid when to ride Toothless he used this power to tranform the both of them into Night Fury and now they need to adjust to their new lives. The auother does a good job with the characters and world building. It used to this twist of Hiccup and Astrid and has effect their family really well too and as well as how the tribe and the world at large held this. Check it out out if haven't.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9343058/1/Lightning-and-Death-Itself

Loyalty By True Radical Dreamer

So in this AU Sakura was in the wrong place and the wrong time and it's force to work with Kabuto. It about spying, loyal, and war. And this fic dosen't shy away from the horrors of war so if you don't like that stuff then please check away. What I like about this fic is also the characters development that Sakura and the others go through as well and plot twist and turns. If that at all sounds good to you then check out this fic.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/5316196/1/Loyalty

Earthborne By Mixed Valence

So this SI where the character is in Fire Emblem Fates and after bond with Nohr family has to make a choice to the upcoming war. What I like about this fic is the worldbuliding as it flash out more about this world. Another thing is the grey mortal that is done well in this fics then most other fic. Because the usually play Nohr's action while just making just racist. Which come with a whole lot of problems and one them is you just make the game look even better at that part and I don't know how you imagine that. Plus some really good character development and twist and turn that you might see coming. Check it out if haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12213521/1/Earthborne

Kingdom Hearts: The Winter War By colossalblackening

This is crossover between Bleach and Kingdom Hearts after the events of KH3 Sora wakes up in Hueco Mundo with no memories. Because of that Aizen trick Sora into joining the attack the Soul Society. What I like about this fic is the spot on characterized in this fic and well as really well done action scenes. Throw in some really good characters developments and you have a really good crossover story. Check it out if you haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/12500644/1/Kingdom-Hearts-The-Winter-War

Firelight By Riverstyxx

So this is an story a dragon named Charla who was save from the raid by an ape and raise by Jayce. But due to the even that in the fic they have separated and Charla needs to find him. By traveling through a war torn world and making friends and enemies along the way. What I like about it is that this is a story that does take place during the game but in a different pov so it makes the world flesh out a bit more. And the characters are all interesting and thought out. I like Charla, Jayce, and Silverback they all so good. Check it out if you haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/8259545/1/Firelight

Friendly Foreign Dimensional Exchange Student Spiderman! By Zaru

So this crossover between the MCU Spiderman and bnha. Where after Infinity part 1 where Spiderman turn to dust ends up in bnha's world. After getting into getting some shenanigans he gets into U.A to become a hero. What I like about this story it takes mental problems serious and the characters are use nicly. Check it out if haven't yet.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13187854/1/Friendly-Foreign-Dimensional-Exchange-Student-Spiderman

All the Pieces Lie Where the Fell By forevermagik13

So this take place before Dream, Drop, Distance was out so keep that in mind in this fic. So this is forevermagik13's version of KH3 where Sora, Riku, and Kairi go looking for the missing light instead. What I like about this fanfic for the most part I can see some of the stuff happening in universe and characters have some stand out moments. Check it out if haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6772185/1/All-the-Pieces-Lie-Where-they-Fell

Burning Thunder By TheDogzLife

So this next gen fic where N's and White's son goes off on his Pokemon adventure. The ocs are well thought out and canon character written in character. I imagine this is how most of the characters would end up when they are older. Plus there so many good mystery in this fic and have to see for yourself. Check it out if you haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9415859/1/Burning-Thunder

The Tide series By Regiss

So this is a what-if story where Xion won the battle Roxas. Xion won and killed Roxas and to make things worse Organization 13 are after her and DiZ woke Sora with only half of power because Roxas didn't fuse with Sora. As you can see this story have a lot of twists and turns. All the character are used instead of shove a side like in the main games. It's one of my favorite KH series so check it out if you haven't already.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/9580894/1/Remember-the-Tides

Dark Legacy series By Dardarax(M)(*)

So the Dark Legacy fic is next gen about a albino dragon, named Lyrith who goes to Temple Academy where dragons learn about fight, the world around them, etc. The problem is that as albino Lyrith has no power and while accepting some of the people around are dislike for being an albino. Lyrith is not the only chatacter that has an arc in this story and ocs cast is pretty good in my option. It also has good world-building without going away from the main story. Check it out but it does get dark at time so be careful.

Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6406803/1/Dark-Legacy

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@wastefulreverie helped me write a fic (i wrote the story, and she edited my shitty writing into something good) based on a prompt @dannyphantomisameme came up with in the pbs server

basic summary: wes gets captured by the giw (TW: implied vivisection)

word count: 4591

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By Danny’s standards, it was a normal day. And by ‘normal’ that entailed battling a large, snarling ghost wolf in the middle of Amity Park Park. But it was fine. After a year of experience, he was getting good at these daily fights, and the wolf provided no challenge for him. He captured the ghost with little difficulty, and the bystanders who were watching erupted into cheers. Well, most of them anyway.

“Fenton!”

At the exclamation, Danny reflexively turned his head. Realizing his mistake, he immediately regretted his decision. Wes Weston, smug as always, was standing behind him. Wes turned to the crowd and pointed out, “See? He responded to his name. He’s Fenton!”

For a split second Danny worried that they might listen to him, but fortunately, his worries seemed to be pointless. On cue, the crowd groaned and collectively rolled their eyes. Paulina put her hands on her hips. “Really, Wes?” She spoke with enough expertise to deny his claim since she always watched Phantom’s battles.

With wide eyes, Wes sputtered, “But—come on, that was solid proof!”

“Right,” Paulina dragged out. “Just because he happened to turn his head in your general direction when you happened to say a name that happened to be Danny Fenton’s last name.”

The fury on Wes’s face was almost comical. He gestured again at Danny and yelled, “He literally looks the same!”

A mischievous smile crawled onto Danny’s face. His voice carried a mocking tone when he spoke, “Gee, Wes, I don’t know.” Floating closer to the boy, he placed a hand under his chin and pretended to inspect the red-headed teen. “I mean, you look kinda similar to me, too.”

Dash laughed, lightly elbowing Paulina. When it came to watching Phantom’s fights, he did his best to accompany her. “I bet Wes is Phantom, and he’s just trying to frame Danny to keep his secret!” the jock conceived.

The steam out of Wes’s ears was nearly visible. “Seriously?” he seethed. He held out his arms Will Smith-style toward Danny and shouted, “How can I be Phantom if he’s right here?!”

“Duplication, duh,” Sam suggested. She and Tucker had been observing the entire exchange, straining to stifle their laughter.

Wes growled and grabbed a fistful of his hair. “Whatever, I’m leaving!” he decided. He fled from the park, ignoring the snickers from the crowd.

Phantom gave one last heroic wave to his audience before he vanished from the visible spectrum. A few feet away, no one noticed the flash of light behind a nearby tree, nor when Danny Fenton stepped out beside it. He joined his friends and watched the crowd disperse.

Once they were out of earshot, Sam was the first to speak. “Do you ever feel bad, bullying Wes like that?” she asked. The three friends met eyes for a moment. Breaking the tension, they all burst into laughter.

“As if,” Tucker choked. “That guy deserves it.”

Swallowing his laughter, Danny straightened himself. “Anyway, I’m sure Wes will be fine,” he pointed out. It’s not like Wes was in danger or anything, he was just… a jerk. Danny wouldn’t joke about it if it was actually serious. As it stood, the worst thing that came out of Wes’s wild accusations was some mockery from his classmates.

Danny grinned, kicking his shoes against the sidewalk. “So,” he gestured to his left, “Nasty Burger?”

Sam and Tucker murmured in agreement and the trio finally exited the park. On their way to the restaurant, they passed a bulky white van, but none of them thought much of it. It was just a white van; it wasn’t peculiar or anything.

The next day, Wes didn’t come to school.

Nobody really cared. Wes was known to cut class everyone now and then. Since adopting his obsession with Danny, he spent so many nights plotting Danny’s grand exposure that he either overslept or simply forgot about school.

Everyone simultaneously decided to enjoy this Wes-free time; any break from having his conspiracy theories shoved down their throats was welcome. Tucker even joked that this was like a vacation for them. The day passed, and Wes remained absent, but nobody thought much about it. People missed school all the time! He must have gotten sick or something.

With all his other problems, Danny easily put Wes out of his mind… until later that night. He’d finally managed to find some time to do homework (for once) when Jazz inevitably interrupted his study-time. She entered his room with a knock and held out a phone, gesturing for him to take it.

“Someone wants to speak with you,” she told him. Danny furrowed his brows. The only people that ever called him were Sam and Tucker... and they only called his cellphone.

He spun his desk chair around and accepted the phone. Before putting it to his ear, he asked Jazz, “Who is it?”

Jazz shrugged. “Some adult. He says his son is your friend.”

The only person Danny could think of was Tucker’s dad (Sam’s dad would be caught dead before talking to him). So why would Tucker’s dad be calling him? Doing little to filter his confusion, Danny raised the phone to his ear and answered it. He was taken aback when he realized that he wasn’t talking to Maurice Foley; it was Walter Weston—Wes’s dad.

“Hi, uh,” Walter started, “have you talked to Wes today?”

Danny thoughtlessly shook his head, then realized Walter couldn’t see him. “No?” Danny replied apprehensively. “He didn’t come to school today. Why?”

He heard rustling on Walter’s end of the call and assumed that he was pacing back and forth. “He’s not home. I haven’t seen him… not since yesterday. Out of everyone, I thought you might know something since he’s…”

“Obsessed with me?” Danny completed.

Walter hesitated, “… yeah.”

And suddenly, despite not caring about Wes, Danny was worried. Wes wasn’t the type to run from anything, especially away from home. And if he’s been missing since yesterday, then it was logical to believe that something must have happened….

But Danny didn’t have the faintest idea where Wes might be. He bit his lip and told Walter, “I’m sorry. I don’t know anything.”

Walter sighed, obviously disappointed. “That’s fine. Just… call me if you see him.”

The line was hung, and Danny tried to go back to his homework, but he found it hard to concentrate. He tried telling himself that Wes was fine, and that he probably slept over at some fellow conspiracy theorist’s place or something. Still, that night when he patrolled the city for ghosts, he made sure to keep his eyes out for any red-haired teen. He didn’t find Wes.

The next day, Wes was still absent. Like before, everyone else at school didn’t mind. Heck, nobody really even noticed. Those who had picked up on Wes’s disappearance had decided that he was sick and was spending his days at home. But Danny knew that wasn’t the case—not after his phone call with Walter.

“So you think Wes is missing?” Sam asked. They were sitting at their usual table in the cafeteria. He couldn’t hold it in anymore and had told her and Tucker about Walter’s call.

“He hasn’t been home for almost two days now. What else could it be?” Danny replied and ran a hand through his hair.

“Maybe he…” Tucker paused, trying to think of a good reason for Wes to spend two days away from home. He came up dry. “Okay, fine, maybe it’s a little concerning.”

Danny picked at his nails anxiously. “What if something bad happened to him because of me?”

Sam crossed her arms. “You mean because he chose to spend his time trying to expose you?” she pointed out with a defensive tone.

“Well, yeah…” Danny amended, “but I still feel kind of responsible.” He stared straight ahead, looking between the A-List and geek tables. “Remember that time he followed Skulker into the Ghost Zone to go after me?”

“You think Wes might be in the Ghost Zone?” Tucker wondered.

Danny shrugged. “It’s possible. Otherwise, someone would’ve found him already.”

“So… what?” Sam figured. “You’re gonna search the entire Zone for him?”

Danny seemed to deflate, but then he perked back up as an idea came to him. “Maybe I don’t need to scour the entire Ghost Zone….”

Hours later, after school was over, Danny made his way to the Far Frozen. He found Frostbite inside one of their grand caves and pulled him aside for a favor. Frostbite bristled hesitantly. “I am not so sure,” he expressed. “The last time I lent you the Infi-Map…”

“It won’t be like last time,” Danny assured him. “I promise. It’s just to find my friend.”

The frost giant pondered a while longer, but he eventually acquiesced. “Very well,” he said. He strode to the center of the cave and stopped in front of a floating chest encased in pale blue light. He unlocked the chest with a shard of ice and pulled out a golden scroll. Carefully, he handed it to Danny.

Danny nodded and thanked the yeti ghost. “I promise I won’t lose it this time,” he assured. With a sound resolution, he held the map a few feet from his face and declared, “Take me to Wes.” For a moment, nothing happened, and he wondered if he had been too vague; but then the map lurched, and Danny’s world spun as it pulled him out of the cave. The Ghost Zone passed in a whirl of green and purple before he was finally led straight to a newly formed natural portal.

Danny wasn’t exactly sure where he expected to land, but it certainly wasn’t here. As soon as he fell through the portal, he was greeted with the distinct scent of antiseptics and concentrated ectoplasm. It reminded him of his parents’ lab, but there was something else here… some sort of coppery smell? Danny glanced around and realized that this was a laboratory. But why would Wes be here? he wondered.

He inspected his surroundings more and found that there were tables with beakers, microscopes, and other standard lab equipment. Metal shelves lined the wall, containing what looked like… ecto-weapons? And in the center of the room...

Danny’s stomach did a sickening flip. He felt like he had just floated upside down at two-hundred miles per hour, but his feet were placed firmly on the linoleum floor. Danny fought his nausea and forced himself to keep looking at the ghastly sight.

In the center of the room was a metal table with leather straps, like some sort of demented operating table. It was long enough for a human to be laid on, at least six feet long. And in the dim light of the room, Danny could perceive the sheen of dark, crimson blood. So, so much blood.

Danny practically clasped his hands over his mouth to keep himself from crying out, an alarmed scream halfway up his throat. His stomach lurched again, and this time he was aware that he might… might throw up. Oh Ancients, not good not good not g—

He was subtly rocking back and forth to ease his stomach, to refrain from vomiting. The soft motion helped a bit with his nausea, but did little to soothe his abject terror. And suddenly, he was aware of nearby voices—both male—speaking nearby. To preserve his presence, he quickly turned himself invisible to avoid being caught.

He realized a moment later that the voices were coming from an adjacent room.

“Are you sure?” asked one of the men.

“The evidence is indisputable,” replied the other. “He’s a living human. One hundred percent organic matter, beating heart, lungs, brain—he only has trace ectoplasmic contamination, normal for Amity residents.”

The first man cursed. “So we got the wrong guy.”

Danny hadn’t even realized that he was subconsciously backing away from the voices until he bumped into a metal table. The force of the impact toppled an empty beaker over the edge, breaking it into innumerable shards.

The voices lulled. Then he heard footsteps approaching the door. Danny panicked and turned himself intangible, shooting through the opposite wall and landing in a new room. He realized too late that he had accidentally dropped his invisibility along with his intangibility when a weak voice prompted his attention.

“Danny?”

He instinctively turned to face whoever spoke his name and froze. It was like a vacuum had sucked all the air out of the room, leaving Danny’s lungs empty. In front of him was a shimmering, green barrier—most likely a ghost shield—and behind that transparent wall was… “Wes?”

Admittedly, Danny didn’t even recognize him at first glance. His usually tidy hair was mussed in every direction, dull and greasy. His cheeks were prominently sunken, like he hadn’t eaten in a long time. Not to mention, his bloodshot eyes were weary and tired, emphasized by the dark bags hung under his eyelids. Fresh bruises were peppered across his skin, mottling his skin in hues of blue and purple.

“What—” Danny’s tongue felt like it was tied in a knot, crossed over itself multiple times. “What happ—why—” He struggled to comprehend why Wes was like this, who had done this. Danny stepped close to the ghost shield separating them and pressed his hand against it, trying to move it through the barrier, but it was rock-solid.

Wes’s lips curled into a perturbing smile. His eyes were humorless, chilling. “Why?” Wes’s voice cracked. He sounded dehydrated, broken… Danny doubted he had drunk anything all day, or… maybe he had spent all day screaming. His green eyes misted over and met Danny’s own terrified, neon stare. “They thought I was you.”

His words hit Danny like a hard blow.

The joke that Wes was Phantom had existed for a long time, long before Wes was set on exposing Danny. But that was all it was—a joke. To think that someone genuinely would believe it….

It was then that Danny noticed the bandages wrapped around Wes’s bare chest. At some point, they had stripped his shirt, which allowed Danny a good look at all the new scars gracing Wes’s torso. The white gauze of his bandages was stained with fresh blood, and Danny was instantly reminded of all the blood he had seen on the operation table. Once again, his stomach plummeted—and so did he. Danny dropped to his knees and scoured his gaze across all of Wes’s injuries (that were his fault).

In his peripheral vision, Danny saw his own hand shaking from where it was still pressed against the shield. He considered turning human so he could pull Wes out, but Wes read his train of thought. “Don’t bother transforming,” he informed. “The shield works for both ghosts and humans—you can’t do anything.”

Danny’s eyes darted back to Wes. His chest crumpled at how broken his classmate looked. Wes didn’t deserve to be in this situation. As annoying as he was, he should never have been mistaken for Danny. Despite his helplessness, Danny’s core throbbed with dedication. “I’ll get you out,” he promised.

For a moment, Danny thought he saw a glimmer of hope in Wes’s eyes, a small light in the abyss of dull misery. But it was short-lived. The footsteps—the men from the other room!—returned. Danny whipped around to find a group of white-clad men holding ecto-rifles. Guys in White agents. Of course, how could he have been so blind? The Guys in White were the only organization inept enough to truly mistake Wes for Phantom, ignorant government cronies.

Danny didn’t have time to prepare when they raised their weapons, aiming to fire. Blasts assaulted him from every direction and Danny did his best to fight them off, using the ghost shield behind him to his advantage—unlike a regular wall, the shield would deflect all of their blasts back at them. However, no matter how hard he tried, he knew that it was useless; Danny was outnumbered, and he wouldn’t last forever. It was impossible to defeat them all and break Wes out of the shield before the next round of agents.

In the end, he was pinned under a ghost-proof net, bleeding in about three different places. An agent, a man with cold eyes and calloused hands, stood over him with a lopsided grin. “Looks like capturing the human wasn’t useless, after all,” he said. He placed a foot over Danny’s crouching form. “We got the ghost boy.”

Danny gritted his teeth. He was out of options, and at this point, he wouldn’t be able to escape with Wes. Sure, he still had the map, but he couldn’t just leave him behind… left at the GiW’s mercy...

But what choice did he have?

Danny glanced sideways and met Wes’s desperate stare. Guilt and defeat wracked his conscience and Danny clenched his fists. He didn’t want to… everything in him screamed not to do it. “I’m sorry,” he whispered.

Wes’s eyes widened. “What?”

Danny held the map in front of him, ignoring the agents’ curiosity and Wes’s gasp of realization. The red-headed boy crawled toward the shield’s wall, trembling as he fought tremors of pain, “No, no, don’t leave me—”

“Take me back,” Danny told the map, firmly holding onto the scroll. The GiW agent standing over him stumbled backward when Danny was pulled out from under the net. As he was whisked away, he heard one last desperate cry from Wes. And then, he was swallowed by a portal to the Ghost Zone, and everything vanished into green.

It was a matter of seconds before he was pulled onto a floating rock and collapsed on his knees. A glance over his shoulder confirmed that the portal he’d been pulled through had closed itself, meaning the GiW wouldn’t be able to follow him. Even though he knew that he was safe now, he couldn’t seem to calm himself down. His breath was still erratic and his hands—dang hands—wouldn’t stop shaking.

He couldn’t stop thinking about Wes and all the scars that had been marked across his pale body, followed by the image of that bloody table. Bile rose in his throat and he haphazardly swallowed it, forcing it down. If what he thinks happened did happen, then….

One of Danny’s biggest fears that he never spoke about, not even to Sam or Tucker, was the fear of being dissected. After all, he was threatened with it enough that it was a probable situation. His biology was rare; obviously getting him on a lab table was any scientist’s dream. His parents rambled on and on about dissecting ghosts that he dreamt about it too—being strapped to an examination table, crowded by scientists, sterilized scalpels digging into his skin. And in every nightmare, he was always the one staring into the eyes of the scientists, on the receiving end of their knives. Not Wes. It was never meant to be Wes.

He clenched his fists. It was never meant to be Wes. This was never supposed to happen, so Danny would make sure it never would… couldn’t… happen.

He made up his mind, stood from his rock, and propelled himself into the air. He knew the way to Clockwork’s lair like the back of his hand and was there in minutes.

“No,” Clockwork refused, upon his arrival.

Danny wasn’t surprised, but that didn’t make him any more content with Clockwork’s answer. “I know you saw what happened to Wes,” he pressed. “They… they thought he was me. It’s wrong. He shouldn’t have been captured.”

Clockwork’s red eyes studied Danny as he shifted into a child, unchanging. “So you’d rather they capture you, instead?”

Danny hesitated. Worst fear or not, Wes didn’t deserve what they had done to him. The images were burned into his eyelids: Wes’s body mottled with half-healing scars, curled up in a heap on the floor, and the sinister curl of the GiW agent’s lips…. He met Clockwork’s eyes with a determined stare. “Yes.”

Clockwork’s sharp gaze softened, shifting into an old man. “I’m sorry,” he stated, “I can’t help you.”

Danny clenched his fists. “So you’re just going to leave him there?” he accused, more desperate than angry.

“Of course not,” Clockwork replied with a staid frown. “He’s going to be released whether I interfere or not.”

Danny blinked in surprise. “Really?” he asked. Clockwork nodded and shifted into a young adult.

“The GiW have seen that he’s not a ghost. They’ll be sending him home by next morning.”

Instantly, Danny felt slightly relieved, but Clockwork’s news didn’t ease all his troubles. He believed the time ghost, seeing as he had no reason to lie. Still, he couldn’t help remember the blood across the table, slick and pooled across the metal surface. Wes’s dark bandages and his abject desperation when Danny left him alone with the agents. Even as a ghost, he found himself shiver. “He won’t be the same,” he realized, quietly.

Clockwork leaned against his staff and turned to look at the circular time window next to them. Danny couldn’t see anything but a swirling green vortex, but Clockwork seemed to discern something in the window. “He’ll heal with time,” he said, watching the swirling green window, knowingly. “You go home. I promise you will meet Wes tomorrow.”

Everything in Danny wanted to argue, to protest that he wanted to speak to Wes now. That he wanted Wes to be okay now, but he knew that it would be useless against the master of time. Reluctantly, he flew from Clockwork’s lair and (after returning the Infi-Map to Frostbite) returned to the human world through the Fenton Portal.

No matter how much he tried, he couldn’t sleep that night. Every time he closed his eyes, he was revisited by graphic images of Wes being tortured, tools of all sorts ripping him open, searching for evidence that he was Phantom—looking for something that only Danny had. He saw Wes pressed against the floor, clutching his bandages, and shaking as he bled. He twisted and turned until finally he couldn’t ignore the sunlight breaking through his curtains.

Normally, Danny flew to school, but something compelled him to walk today. Since it was earlier than usual and Sam and Tucker probably weren’t awake yet, he figured he’d walk alone. His body moved on autopilot, his legs carrying him mechanically to the direction of Casper High.

At least, he thought it was the direction of Casper High. He managed to deceive himself for a while until finally he looked up and found himself standing in front of Wes’s apartment building.

And there, sitting on the doorstep, was Wes.

Danny inhaled sharply. That action must have alerted Wes to his presence because seconds later the broken red-head lifted his head to meet Danny’s eyes. Danny lost himself in the emptiness of Wes’s eyes and realized that they looked just as tired as they had in the GiW facility.

“You’re okay,” Danny managed to say. Even as he said it, he knew it wasn’t true. After what he figured had happened to Wes, he was certain that he could never be okay. Who could?

Wes must have been thinking the same thing, but he kept his silence. His demeanor darkened and he growled, “No thanks to you.”

Danny gulped. “I’m sorry,” he expressed. His apology was heartfelt, but it did little to express his desire that none of this should have happened. He moved closer to Wes, who kept his posture still and guarded. “I didn’t want to leave you behind, but there was nothing I could do, and…” he trailed off and bit his lip. What could he possibly say to make up for leaving him? For any of this screwed up situation? He didn’t know, he couldn’t think. Staying up all night had stolen any coherent apology he might have been able to scrounge up. “I’m sorry,” he repeated, softly.

Wes’s eyes were glued to him, yet dark and unreadable. “Sorry for not trying harder, or for getting me into this mess in the first place?” he ground out.

Danny winced. “I—I never meant to… but you know I had to keep my identity a secret.”

“So you’re glad they caught me instead of you?”

Danny’s eyes widened. “No! Of course not—”

Wes cut him off by standing up. Danny didn’t miss the way that he winced when he moved, pulling himself to his feet. This time when Wes looked into Danny’s eyes, he didn’t mask his pain—Danny could sense his unfiltered agony and cringed.

“I told them I wasn’t a ghost,” Wes began, “but they didn’t believe me. Even after they ran all their tests, they thought I must be hiding my ghostliness in some way,” he emphasized bitterly. “So they…” A lump formed in Wes’s throat, and he turned his gaze to the sidewalk, letting his eyes roam across the sparkly concrete. He took a shaky breath, one so soft that Danny wasn’t sure he could’ve heard without his enhanced senses. He looked back to Danny and whispered, “They cut me up.”

Danny fell silent. He didn’t know what to say. After all, who could even respond to that? All he could do was watch, paralyzed, as Wes sniffled and wiped away a stray tear.

“It doesn’t matter,” the red-head finally decided. “They know now.”

That admission snapped Danny out of his guilt-ridden haze. “Know what?” He had a suspicion… but no. Not that. They couldn’t know that.

“I told them, of course,” Wes nonchalantly explained. “That you’re Phantom. They didn’t listen at first, but after realizing it wasn’t me, well… they did.”

Suddenly, Danny grew aware of the white van in his peripheral vision. A door slid open and men started stepping out of it, armed with guns aimed at the two of them. He knew, now, why Wes was sitting on the doorstep out in the open. They had been counting on his arrival. Wes was bait—and he had fallen for their trap. He felt his heartbeat accelerate, yet he didn’t look away from the broken boy standing before him.

“They were probably listening to our conversation,” Wes stated, eyeing the agents behind Danny. “If they had any doubts about what I told them, they’re gone now.”

The weapons whined as they charged. White boots crunched against gravel as they approached, closer and closer—

And Wes smiled, his first real smile since he had been taken. “You should run now,” he suggested. “I wouldn’t want you to go through what I did.”

Danny ducked at the perfect moment, barely avoiding getting shot. He felt the blasts from the weapons soar where his head had been a split second before and whipped around. He eyed the agents that were surrounding him, doing nothing to mask the fiery green glow in his eyes. It was too late. They know now, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

They know.

With one last glance at Wes, Danny turned himself invisible and kicked off the ground, using what limited flight he had in human form. Wes was right, he had to run—because once they caught him, it would be all over. He’d end up just like Wes, but they wouldn’t let him go. They’d keep him and use him as their sick little lab rat until he finally died.

He had to run… had to… run.

#consider this my entry for the last prompt of dannymay19 since i never made anything for that #danny phantom #wes weston #angst #fic #mine

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The Boy Who Ran Away To The Circus

prompted by @gottacatchghosts "Full ghost Danny AU based on the episode Control Freaks. How does being a full ghost affect the influence the orb has over Danny?" Words: 5904 Warning: a bit dramatic, brief ghosty blood, is begging for a sequel

The phantom hid away from the sun. He'd crammed himself into a little shady area under the roof, but he wasn't comfortable. At least his sister wouldn't find him up here, he thought, in an effort to keep from getting too irritated. He'd escaped one of her psychology lectures earlier; for some reason, she always seemed to think that he had taken up the same interest in the human brain as she did, and would routinely try to rope him into discussion - or worse, helping her study. He wasn't having any of it, and had flown out to his best friend's house to wait until she got home from school. He could see her coming up the block, and he brightened. She'd always listen when he vented about his parents or his sister, and in return he'd usually help her pull petty get-backs against her own parents when they got on her nerves too much. He watched her head up the paved driveway and into the house; she appeared in her room a minute later, dropped her backpack by the foot of her bed, and kicked off both her boots. "I'm home," Sam announced, opening up her window and giving the yard a quick glance. "Danny - you around? C'mon in." "Yeah, I'm around," he answered, appearing in the shadow of the overhanging roof. He slipped into her room, glad to escape the daylight outside. He tried to stay out of the sun if he could help it - it had felt just a little bit wrong on him ever since he'd died a while back - and that made Sam's room an ideal hang-out spot. Gotta love goths. They get it. Sam flopped back onto the bed to decompress. "Man, I can't wait," she groaned, "This is gonna be the coolest circus in the world. I just know it. Opening ceremony's tomorrow - you'll get me out of first-period, right?" "Uh, yeah, duh, old fire-alarm routine? Piece of cake," said Danny, draping himself across the foot of the bed and letting his ecto-tail hang over the side. "Wouldn't miss it. I don't even remember the last time I saw a real circus. You think your parents'll be mad when they find out?" "Take a look at this," Sam said flatly, handing him the pamphlet she'd gotten in the mail when she'd ordered the tickets. "You think they'd want me paying money to see that?" Danny took the pamphlet and gave it a look-over. The ringmaster posed dramatically on the front, holding a flashy red staff with a bat on it. Danny found himself staring, and entirely missed whatever else Sam had been saying. "Huh?" "I said I was counting on them not finding out about it," Sam repeated, taking the pamphlet back and stuffing it into the secret compartment of her backpack. "Good thing about my parents is they'd never even think you were giving me a hand." "Yeah," said Danny, still somewhat distracted. Something in his mind had just been plucked at, but he couldn't tell what or where - he frowned for a moment, but then dismissed it. He was just getting a bit excited, that was all.

The northern Amity Park train station had been abandoned years ago due to a fire. The building still stood, but its interior had been gutted by the city after the disaster. Graffiti and creeping vines bedecked the sturdy brick walls, and one of the front windows had cracked into a spiderweb of shards, still managing to hold together but threatening to throw itself down to the concrete platform below with anything more than a slight breeze. The two front doors of the building remained vigilantly shut against any intruders, but they had been ignored for almost a decade - on the nights when vandals came through, they always preferred the broken window on the eastern side of the station. One disused pair of rails ran alongside the platform. They hadn't been touched in years, despite the routine traffic from the depot half a mile down the line. It was along this last weed-ridden track that the ghastly train rumbled, disturbing nothing. It was almost dusk. Twisting green letters painted on the side of each car caught the last dwindling rays of sun and, as the train slowed to a crawl, a deep and chilling mist began to roll between the rails underneath the cars. The wheels screeched to a standstill at the same moment that the sun disappeared, and the train gave a mighty hiss of steam as it was allowed to settle at the station. The circus had just arrived in town.

The big-top tent had been pitched in the field on the other side of the tracks. They arrived early - Sam had said something about wanting to get a good seat - but they were far from the first ones there. A small but growing crowd of goths had begun to assemble by the train, and Sam recognized a handful of them from school. She acknowledged a couple of them with a dead-inside half-nod, receiving the same in return, and turned to Danny. She'd loaned him an oversized purple hoodie, knowing he'd be recognized as the Infamous Ghost Kid otherwise, and thought smugly to herself how easily he slipped in with the crowd here. "C'mon, don't lose me. I'm going in for a good spot." She grabbed his hand and then made her way up to the front of the crowd, keeping her eyes on the front of the train. It was almost nine - the opening ceremonies would start any minute now, and she'd kick herself if she missed even a second of it. "Hey, hang on," said Danny, spotting a pair of wooden crates stacked off to the side, "Over there - those should be good. Otherwise I can pull you up as high as you want." "Hey, good eye," Sam ducked through the crowd, hopping up onto one of the crates. Danny was right - this was a pretty good spot. She could see the train without problems, and she could make an uninterrupted beeline for the tent to get good seats when the show started. "Man, this is gonna be so cool - " The side of the first boxcar rolled open slowly, and the crowd fell silent. The inside was hidden in shadow; the ringmaster stepped out, an entertainer's grin plastered across his pale face. "Greetings, fellow outcasts!" he announced in a comical, slightly-unhinged sort of voice, "I am Freakshow, your Master of Ceremonies - are you ready to smile, relax, and forget all your troubles amid the pleasant diversions of the circus?" He was playing it up; his grin widened, and he held out his hands to invite a response from the crowd of misfits assembled before him. The crowd indulged with a collective, "No!" "Then you've come to the right place!" Freakshow declared with a flourish and a little wave of the staff in his hand. His eyes swept over the crowd, and after a dramatic pause he continued: "Prepare to be disturbed and appalled by a small sample of the bizarre and abnormal world of Circus Gothica!" Danny didn't catch anything that happened after that. His wide-eyed gaze was affixed on the ringmaster's staff - specifically, the enormous red crystal ball on the end of it - and his thoughts slowly started to float away from him. He was caught in the hypnotic swirl of the crystal the ringmaster held, and his mind went blank. He stared, unblinking. Through the fog that clouded his head, he saw Freakshow - and Freakshow saw him. Though he entertained the crowd, he spoke to Danny directly: come, ghost. Danny was compelled to obey. - - - Sam could hardly believe it. She was finally seeing Circus Gothica live - she'd dreamed of it every night since she'd heard they were coming to Amity Park, and she'd forked over much more for the tickets than she would ever admit to anyone. Even her best friend was with her - how much better could this day get? She turned with a grin to remark something along the lines of look at us, a goth and a ghost at the freak circus! Do we belong here or what? or, man, you're the best - I'm so glad I skipped class for this. Danny had disappeared. Sam's smile vanished. "Danny? Where'd you go?" She turned to the crowd with a frown. She couldn't see a trace of him anywhere - not even by the popcorn vendor - and despite herself she began to worry. Where'd he disappear to? He didn't even say anything about it - is he okay? She tried to shrug it off. He'll be right back, she told herself, but something still didn't feel right. "Sam?" She froze. If she'd been prepared, or at least been given a ten-second heads-up, she'd have made a run for it and disappeared into the crowd. Instead, her hesitation doomed her. Above even the pearl-clutching frets of the oncoming mob of parents, she heard the clicking of her mother's heels as she approached. Sam turned; there stood both her parents, poised at the head of another one of their pointless protests. Can't they just have day jobs like regular human beings, if they're so intent on being normal? "Samantha! Just what do you think you're doing out here!" her mother exclaimed, "I distinctly remember forbidding you from attending this repulsive display of immorality!" Sam was too angry for words; the ringmaster, on the other hand, was not. "Oh, critics!" he crowed, jumping up onto one of the crates just to make sure they could see him, "There's a heckler in every crowd, of course! What do you say, freaks, should we really let the rantings of the closed-minded norms beat us down? Or should we show them our true colors - and by true colors, of course, I mean all black!" The crowd obliged, nearly breaking into a riot right then and there. Angry goths threw insults and empty soda cans without hesitation, determined to drive the protesters back. Sam would have slipped away, too, if her mother hadn't grabbed her by the arm with a disapproving scowl. "Sneaking out of school? You are so grounded, young lady!"

"Are you sure you haven't seen him anywhere?" Sam asked with a frown. Class had just let out; she and Tucker had met by her locker for an emergency discussion. Neither of them had seen Danny at lunch, either. Tucker shook his head. "I mean, he comes by my house like twice a week, so - " "No, I mean today. He came with me earlier when we ditched first-period, remember? We were gonna watch the opening ceremonies - I thought he just flew off when my parents showed up, but I haven't seen him since. You think maybe something happened?" "I don't know," said Tucker, "If it's all the same to you, I'd really rather not go to a spooky goth circus to find out. No offense." Sam huffed. "Ugh, look. That's the last place I saw him, okay? He might be still around there. I just wanna make sure he's okay - " "Sam. He's a ghost. He's fine." "Then how come he hasn't showed up?" Sam persisted, "He should have at least dropped by during lunch. He does that literally every day. Come on, Tucker, you gotta admit something's a little off." Tucker finally relented. "Yeah. I guess that does sound a little fishy. Alright, Sam, you win. Guess we'll scope that circus out." "Thanks, Tucker," she gave him an appreciative smile, grabbed her backpack from her locker, and the pair headed down the hall. "I've got to grab some stuff, just in case. I'll meet you down by the station." "Sure," said Tucker, "Meet you there." Sam only stopped by her house for a few minutes. She dumped all the school junk out of her backpack, stuffing it instead with a handful of snacks, a flashlight, and some emergency eyeliner (a goth can never be caught without it, she knew from experience). She knew her parents weren't home; they'd no doubt still be marching around in circles outside the big-top, and probably would continue to do so until later in the evening. With luck, she'd be home by then, and she and Danny would be upstairs making fun of how stupid her parents were. Still, that was assuming things went well. Something told her they wouldn't, and she did her best to ignore it. I'm sure Danny's fine, she told herself for the twelfth time. She scrawled out a note for him anyway, leaving it taped to the window in case he came looking for her before she was back. With that done, and with everything she was certain she'd need in her backpack, she sneaked past her none-too-observant grandmother and back out to meet up with Tucker. She found him behind the train station, out of sight of the relentless protesting parents, and quickly ducked around the side of the building so she wouldn't be caught. "You see him anywhere?" Tucker shook his head. "Out here? Nope. No ghosts - just goths." Sam took a quick peek around the corner, hoping to spot an easy way they could sneak past her parents. "Come on. Maybe he's inside." She grabbed his hand, pulled him behind a stack of supply crates, threw a glance over her shoulder to make sure the coast was clear, and then darted around behind the big-top. She pulled the massive canvas flaps apart, and the two of them slipped inside. In an instant, Sam completely forgot why she was there. A spectacular breath of fire erupted from the center ring, where a pair of performers danced effortlessly on either jaw of a massive prop bear trap, and calliope music swelled in time with their act. The crowds of goths in the stands exploded into cheers; the smell of popcorn and cotton candy hit her over the head, making her sway on her feet. For a moment, all her focus was gone, and she was overcome with excitement. The fire-breathers let loose a concluding double-arc of flames, took a bow, and then vanished in a puff of smoke. "Whoa," Sam breathed, "That's so cool..." "Um, Sam?" Tucker asked, not having been quite so enthralled by the performance, "What about Danny?" Sam jolted. "Right - " (gotta focus, Sam!) " - see if you can get up in the stands - maybe you'll be able to spot him from higher up. I'll come up the other side." Tucker nodded once and then ran off. Sam turned. Stay focused. I know you're at the circus - once we catch up with Danny, it'll be fine. We'll catch the show after that. All three of us It'll be fun. Despite herself, she turned in the hopes to get a glimpse of the next act. Freakshow's voice thundered across the tent: "And now, please welcome a performer who puts the death in death-defying act - The Grim Reaper himself!" Sam stared in amazement. Balanced precariously up on the high-wire was a single acrobat, draped in a dramatic black cloak and armed with a scythe. Focus, Sam! she told herself half-heartedly, but it was in vain. She was mesmerized; when the acrobat balanced the scythe on the tightrope and then hoisted himself up by one hand on top of it, she was left speechless. Her senses came back to her when the reaper's act drew to a close. She watched him descend from the platform and duck quickly out of sight, and a crazy thought presented itself in her head: I gotta get back there. Before she dared allow herself to think twice about it, she crept along the dark corner of the second ring. The sign overhead read Cast Only but she pushed the flaps open anyway. Her heart was pounding. She spotted the cloaked acrobat amidst a wide array of assorted props and, if she hadn't been so hopelessly in awe, she might have noticed that the tattered edge of the reaper's cloak hung in the air. "I - " she started, telling herself not to slip into a fannish ramble and immediately doing it anyway. "That was incredible out there - I know you probably get this like all the time but - " The reaper turned. From under his hood came a burning stare, and the scythe in his hands glinted in the low light. He floated down to her; his face was blank, but his eyes had become red and bloodshot. From up on the high-wire, the hood had masked him, but up close it no longer mattered. He was unmistakable. "Danny?" Sam gasped, taking a step back. "What are you doing? I've been looking all over for you! Come on, we should go - " "Can't," said Danny vaguely, as if in a trance. He held her stare, unblinking. "I belong here now." "What do you mean, can't?" Sam demanded, unamused, "Cut it out. I'm serious - " A hand on her shoulder made her yelp. She whirled around, suddenly finding herself face-to-face with the ringmaster. He still held his staff in one hand, and his face had hardened into an irritable snarl. "What are you doing back here?" he demanded. His glare shifted to acknowledge Danny, and his eyes narrowed. "And you! What sort of miserable excuse for a performance was that? You call that an act?" Danny took it in silence, his face paling. His gaze fell. Sam's eyes darted between Danny and Freakshow. What on earth was going on? "Danny - come on, you're just going to let him say that? I know you! You never take it like this!" She turned back to Freakshow, anger filling her. "This is your fault, isn't it? What did you do to him?" Freakshow rounded on her instead. "Oh, figuring things out so quickly? Goody for you! You think you'll protect this little ghost, now, don't you?" He gave a sardonic laugh, unhinging just for a moment, and then bent to be level with her. His face stiffened into a practiced grimace, and his voice became a threatening growl. "Who - pray tell - will protect you from him?" He gave the staff a little flick, and turned his attention to Danny. "Redeem yourself, ghost. Don't you hear those poor souls out there begging for more? Give them the encore they want." Danny said nothing. He grabbed Sam by the arm and they both vanished from sight as he pulled her upwards to the high-wire platform. "Danny, what're you - hey!" Sam protested, landing on the platform and immediately taking a step back from him. She was well aware of how small the platform was; one foot nearly slipped off the edge, and she had to regain her balance so she wouldn't fall. She could see Freakshow below, narrow-eyed and unblinking. The crystal mounted to his staff cast an insidious glow over one side of his face, and he tapped it once, as if an orchestral conductor might give a ginger flick of his baton. Danny advanced, scythe in hand, and pressed her back. His bloodshot eyes were locked on her; he wore the same scowl as the ringmaster, but as she backed slowly out onto the tightrope the corners of his mouth twisted instead into a crooked smile. "Danny, stop it," Sam pleaded, casting another gut-wrenching glance down to the ring far below. "I mean it - this isn't you! Danny, please!" He neither heard her nor answered. He took a step out onto the wire after her, and then another. His eyes were fixed on her, daring her to make a misstep - he swung the scythe at her once, just to make her scream, and his unnatural grin widened. His blade and Freakshow's staff moved in tandem, one mimicking the direction of the other, and Sam put the pieces together. He wasn't joking around - he was being controlled directly - but it was too late. Danny gave the scythe a dramatic twirl before bringing it down and slicing the wire in two with a maniacal cackle. It fell away from under him, but he was unaffected; Sam, on the other hand, was not. She fell with a shriek, making a wild grab for the hem of his cloak. Failing that, she at least found the severed end of the rope, and swung down to a rough halt at the side of the ring. It wasn't a solid landing by any means; it took her a moment to collect herself and shake the dizziness out of her head. The crowd was in an uproar but she didn't care - as she staggered back to her feet she saw Danny descending gracefully after her, scythe resting on one shoulder. She took another step back. "Danny, please listen to me - snap out of it, quit scaring me like that - " Danny loomed over her with a ghastly snarl, his face only an inch from hers. "How should I scare you...?" She swallowed hard. She realized just how hopelessly he'd been crushed by the power of the ringmaster's crystal - was there anything that could pull him out from under Freakshow's spell? She was beginning to doubt that there was. She watched, speechless, as Danny stepped back to the side of his new master. Freakshow's scowl deepened; it was clear that he hadn't expected her to survive that little stunt, but he'd accept the outcome for the moment. "Consider that a warning, girl," he sneered, stalking back off to the second ring with Danny still in tow. Sam pulled herself together. She couldn't save Danny on her own and she knew it - she had to find Tucker. Still shaken but reassuring herself, she turned to the stands and scanned the crowds for him. She could see him partway up; he was the only one among them who wasn't a goth, and it made him incredibly easy to spot. He darted down to her, eyes wide. "Sam - are you okay? I saw you up there - you nearly gave me a heart attack!" "Tucker!" Sam exclaimed, "I found him - I saw Danny, but he's under some kind of spell - it's Freakshow's staff, I think it's controlling him!" "Controlling him? Is there a way to stop it?" "I don't know," Sam admitted, "We've got to figure out a plan. Come on," she led him quickly to a darker corner of the tent - someplace where they wouldn't be seen, ideally - and cast a worried glance back to the center ring. Earlier, she'd been transfixed; now, after what happened, it just sent a shiver down her spine. "I'm gonna see if I can get any dirt on - man, you're not gonna believe this," said Tucker, interrupting himself mid-sentence as both eyebrow shot up. He'd pulled out his PDA, and as he scrolled through the notifications on the screen he read them aloud: "Jewels reported missing by police - bank vault found empty - rash of mysterious burglaries - circus owner offers show to concerned parents - " (he gave that last link a tap with his thumb) " - get a load of this one. Says here he's reaching out to skeptics to prove it's all 'harmless entertainment.'" "Harmless?" Sam scoffed, "Harmless for himself, maybe. Hey, see if you can find anything on the spell he put on Danny. Any idea how to lift it?" "Hang on, let me see - " (he tapped furiously for a moment) " - no, I'm not finding anything. Not even a mention of anything like it. Sam, what're we gonna do? We can't just leave him - " "I know we can't!" Sam snapped. Tucker flinched, and she let her breath out all at once. "Tucker, I'm sorry - I can't stand to let this happen to him either, but we don't have any leads, and we don't know how to lift the spell, and my parents are going to be in here for the show tonight, and we can't even let them see us - " "Sam," said Tucker, as calmly as he could manage, and put a hand on her shoulder. "Quit freaking out about it. We'll save him, okay? Plus the more you freak out about it the more it makes me wanna freak out about it, y'know?" Sam forced herself to take a deep breath. "Yeah. Okay." She swept the what-ifs that had been plaguing her away, redirecting her focus. "What about the staff? We have to get it away from him. That might be the only way." "You think he'll ever set the thing down?" Tucker asked, "I mean - " Sam's resolve hardened. Seeing Danny manipulated like that - his flinching shame when he'd been berated - lit a fire in her, and she nodded. "He's got to." Tucker turned as the crowds roared into applause again. "After the show - he's gotta tire out sometime, right?" "Yeah, and I know just the thing to snoop into in the meantime. Come on," Sam rose to her feet, leading him around the back of the tent and out underneath the heavy canvas. She checked both ways, in case the crowd of skeptical parents had spotted them. Unseen, she pulled Tucker away and back toward the abandoned station. The sun hadn't set yet, but there wouldn't be much time until it did. She could see the crowds from the show filing out - earlier that morning, she'd have said she wouldn't miss the finale for the world, but she no longer wanted a part in any of it. She knew their window would be short. She pulled Tucker up beside the train, staying carefully out of sight of the crowds. "Stay close by me," she whispered, spotting an open boxcar ahead. They crept closer, and Sam caught a glimpse of the ringmaster before ducking under the carriage in a panic so that they wouldn't be seen. "Excellent work, drones. I'm certain dear Lydia will be joining us as soon as she's finished with her little performance. Ah, and here come the stragglers. A bit late, are we?" Sam watched as Danny appeared in the air with another ghost beside him. Freakshow's will had overpowered him, turning his eyes from green to a dark blood-red, and in one hand he held something small and glittering. He descended, offering the trinket to his master. Freakshow paused. "Now, where did you find a little jewel like this? Perhaps you're not entirely useless after all..." Sam didn't catch anything after that. The door of the boxcar rolled shut, latching with a hard clank, and she gave Tucker a nudge with one elbow. "C'mon, we gotta get in there." She got up to her feet as the engine gave a roar of steam. The entire train shuddered; the wheels screeched against the rails as it struggled into motion. She pulled Tucker out from underneath the boxcar, keeping his hand as she darted for the space in between the cars so she could jump up. They paused in the confined space, and Sam's mind raced. She could see the big-top already beginning to recede behind them; the train accelerated slowly and in great chugging shudders, but once it got moving she knew there'd be no stopping it. Where would they end up? She shook the thought out of her head. One thing at a time. Save Danny first. She clambered up the side of the car, Tucker keeping close behind her. There had to be a way in somewhere - she spotted an emergency hatch on the next car ahead, and the two of them made their way across. Tucker pulled the hatch open just a little so he could peer inside, and he turned back to Sam with a nod. "C'mere, I see it - " A beam of ghost-energy hit them both square in the chest, sending them sprawling. Sam made a grab for Tucker but missed; he flew clear off the train, tumbling to a halt somewhere in the tall grass below. "Tucker, no!" She turned to see Danny floating over her, finger-gun still smoking. His eyes had been taken over completely by the red haze of Freakshow's hypnosis, and it had begun to creep like infectious roots under his skin. He stared her down, his face betraying neither satisfaction nor regret, and he formed a full-sized ball of ghost-energy in one hand. His eyes narrowed; he released the ball of energy and made the shot. Sam only barely avoided the attack as she scrambled back to her feet, nearly toppling off the edge of the train. She didn't dare take her eyes off of Danny for more than a second - she knew he'd chew her up and spit her out if she did - and she squashed down the terrified knot that had begun to form in her gut. "Danny, don't do this - he's controlling you, you've got to listen to me - !" Danny paused, as if idle, as the ringmaster appeared behind him from in between the cars. "Looking for this?" he crowed, staff in hand, "Did you really think you could just take it right out from under my nose? I may be a freak, girl, but I'm no fool!" Sam steeled herself. "Let Danny go!" "Let him go? Oh, that's charming!" exclaimed the ringmaster, breaking into hysterics. "You're going to defeat me, are you? and single-handedly, no less! How heroic!" Danny advanced, eyes aglow. His will had been all but crushed under Freakshow's; he wore the same grim glower, and even the way he moved had begun to mirror the ringmaster's own mannerisms. He floated closer, nearly overwhelming her. Sam took a step back. "Danny, I know you're in there somewhere - you don't want to do this - " "Save your breath, girl. He doesn't stand a chance against me - and you don't stand a chance against him," said Freakshow in amusement. He gave Danny only a look, but his orders were clear: finish her. The ghastly glow in his eyes spread into a crimson aura, and he was forced to obey. He made a grab for her, catching her by the arm, and spun her around to face him. His grip was like ice, but his stare was burning. "Come on," he growled, "Scream for me. Just once." "Danny, please! It's me, Sam - I'm your best friend, remember - ?" "I'm a ghost," he snapped, the corners of his mouth twisting back up into the too-wide grin, "I have no friends." Sam's mind raced. She realized - or, at least, was forced to acknowledge concretely - that there was no getting through to him. He was no longer merely under Freakshow's command; his mind was beginning to warp because of it. He was toying with her. Whatever there was left of him inside was too far gone. No, she insisted, he's not gone. I have to save him. She only had one shot. The fire in her returned, and her hands balled into angry fists. Despite herself, she still couldn't meet his eyes. "Let go of me." Danny's twisted smile widened to an impossible degree, and he burst into sardonic laughter. His grip tightened. "You couldn't make me!" Sam forced herself to meet his stare. She hesitated, but only for a moment. "I'm sorry, Danny." She decked him in the nose. Danny's facade faltered; he flew back, skidding to a halt on the metal surface of the train. In a daze, he lay still. Sam rounded on Freakshow, her blood boiling. She refused to acknowledge she'd just punched her best friend; she couldn't afford to hesitate now, and she took a step forward. She was certain she'd beat him, now that he was on his own. He seemed to know it too; his eyes widened, and he opened up his mouth to make a sorry excuse for himself. "Please - er, just a moment, now, I don't think there's any need for - " "Sam?" She turned. The fire in her began to fade in an instant, and chilling realization crept into its place. She saw him, propping himself up on one hand, the other held over his nose. Bright green blood ran through his fingers and stained the glove of his suit. He refused to meet her gaze; his voice was broken. "Sam, you - you really hurt me..." She caved, overcome in an instant with remorse. "Danny, I'm so sorry - I had to," she knew it wasn't enough. She ran to him, knelt beside him, and carefully set one hand on his shoulder. "Danny, please, I didn't mean it - " He finally turned to her. His wicked grin returned. "Gotcha." Freakshow sucked in his breath. "Oh, bravo..." The ground on either side of them seemed to fall away as she realized what had happened. He'd baited her, and she'd fallen for it. "Danny, I - " He was faster. He grabbed her, floating upwards and pulling her off her feet. He turned, holding her for a moment over the side of the train, and with a little wave of his other hand he dropped her. She fell with a shriek. Time seemed to slow with her descent, and for a fleeting moment everything went silent. The last thing she saw before she hit the river was Danny, floating triumphantly with the ringmaster at his side, as the train sped away.

She pulled herself up onto the riverbank and collapsed. The cold water had numbed her skin; her failure numbed her mind. I lost him. She lay on the bank - panting, exhausted, and soaking wet - and couldn't even bring herself to burst into tears. She stared blankly up at the tracks on the bridge overhead; she could almost still see him, but she knew he was gone. She knew she'd never see him again. Freakshow had won. She still had to drag herself home. She turned her gaze to the steep ravine, dreading having to climb up the side after she'd just emerged from the water. She only let herself rest for a few minutes, and then forced herself to her feet. What am I gonna tell Tucker? She knew he wouldn't take it well. He'd known Danny longer than she had, and he'd had a rough time after Danny had died a while back. She clambered slowly upwards, knowing better than to take her chance against the loose earth of the ravine and setting her sights on the supports of the bridge instead. She hauled herself over the top and lay in the grass, unable to take another step. She'd never see Danny again. It was the next morning when she finally arrived home. She'd just had the longest night of her life, and she couldn't even find it in her to protest when her parents began to fuss over her. She let them. At least she was home. She was sent immediately to bed, and the next thing she knew it was evening. Her mind still in a haze, she checked the time on the cell on her bedside table. It was almost nine, but that meant little to her. She found, instead, a text from Tucker waiting in her notifications. Heard what happened, hope you feel better soon! get back to me when you can bc i have to tell you smth important. its abt danny. i found the schedule for the gothica tour! theyre setting up next month in oregon and i really dont wanna go by myself. i miss him too. hope you get better. we'll talk then

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Holiday gift to @differentjasper. Happy holidays and I hope you enjoy!

Read on Ao3 here : https://archiveofourown.org/works/22012411

Holiday Truce Gift- Wes Weston study

I will admit this was supposed to be a character study of Wes Weston but then I saw a prompt on Tumblr about the lack of logical scars. Of course, the canon show isn’t really logical but they should have at least put vague lines there to show scars. We know scars can be kept on ghosts due to Clockwork. Be warned times passes quickly as I wrestled with this idea.

Looking at my bedroom wall I couldn’t help but think of how it has changed through the past school year. At the beginning of the year, there were pictures of a few famous basketball players.

Then came the emergence of the Phantom or the Ghost Boy as he was called in the beginning. The change of the wall came slowly and then all at once.

It started simple with one sketch of Phantom that I commissioned an artist on Tumblr that I followed and admired. Then a poster dedicated to a few sightings of Phantom around town.

By November, the first basketball poster came off to make room for more images of Phantom. I convinced myself that after I minimalized when I had more time-probably over Winter break- it would go right back up.

However, I knew even then, in my heart if secret hearts, that I was trying to fool myself. When I furled it back out in the middle of February for the annual garage sale my parents insisted on doing, I threw it semi-carefully into the box labelled ‘Garage sale’.

It mattered even less when I quit the basketball team. It seemed shocking to my parents yet they understood my decisions eventually. A week after quitting I saw a black-haired male transform into Phantom. It took another week of school for me to learn his name. Well, what I mean is, is that I heard of him but I never connected the person to the name.

The person that transformed into Phantom was Danny always picked on by Dash Fenton. Who wasn’t to be confused with his older sister who Dash had a crush on. The Friday two weeks after I figured out who Phantom was would be the most accurate spot place where my obsession began.

Looking at the wall now, there is only images of Phantom, the enemies he faces, and a few pictures of solely Sam, Tucker, and Danny. I couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride and accomplishment of the detailed work that I have done.

Each enemy has at least one detailed notecard with details on visible powers, personal info, and where and when they have attacked. A few even had who they were before they were ghosts. Take the lunch lady ghost as an example. It was easy to figure out who she was. A dedicated lunch lady that made the lunches the exact same way as they are now 50 years after her death. Of course, I had backups of all this data written down multiple times in different books and google drive just for same keeping.

Sam, Tucker, and Danny’s notecards were different. They had what they helped Phantom and Fenton with. When those two were eventually transformed into ghosts another notecard was added for their ghost half.

For Sam, it was when she managed to transform into a plant ghost. Not overly surprising that her ghost self had powers over plants when Sam adores her greenhouse and the plants inside there.

Tuckers ghost self was unusual. He didn’t get ghost powers for all that he has a ‘girlfriend’ in his beloved PDA. He was some sort of Egyptian Emperor. Either way, neither of them had ghost powers anymore and that is what had mattered to everyone at school, their teachers, and parents.

Knowing that Fenton was Phantom doesn’t seem to have any perks for me. Danny took every opportunity to show off how blind everyone in town was. For the annual Casper High Halloween party festival thing that went on Danny dressed up as Phantom. The only difference was that Danny kept his human half blue eyes. That shit. No one even suspected a single thing. Not even Paulina who was self-proclaimed in love with Phantom! Asshole Fenton.

Almost a full year later since Phantom first starred on the news.

Ok so in actuality it was the first full week of summer vacation when everything shifted. I was no longer joked and teased. In as much secret as possible other students came to me to hear my ideas and possibilities of Phantom and about Phantom. Finally, people were listening! Yet, at what cost to Danny?

*Flashback*

I was both on my phone and watching the news displaying Phantom creating a small snow cloud over a portion of Amnity’s main and only park’s grass. Well, the small children seemed to adore having snow to help with the unusual heat of the afternoon. The news report changed to a ghost attacking another part of Amnity. Phantom quickly found out about the attack and first rushed over to the parents of the children then rushed to help the fleeing people there. I haven’t heard a name yet but I grabbed my supplies of notecards, pens, and switched to recording the audio of the news report to my phone.

I knew that depending on what ghost powers this new ghost had it would take a few minutes or even days to defeat them.

About 5 minutes later I watched as Danny was repeatedly beaten soundly and squarely. While the camera focused on the attacking ghost I took a few quick pictures to print out and size later.

I was already taking notes on what powers the new ghost displayed.

About an hour later I was highly concerned. Danny still was being beaten and unable to get many good hits to the new ghost. While I was watching my eye caught a small detail. Dany’s jumpsuit was coming off and apart slowly but surely. The next attack flung Phantom sailing backwards with his back to the camera above taping the report.

It was only able to be seen due to the fact that functionally all of the tops of the jumpsuit was destroyed. There on his back were scars that looked all connected like lightening. From what I could see was that it was one scar that disappeared over his front. The scar was a bright red, there were thicker and thinner lines and all of the liner were jagged.

The usual yapping by the reporter was cut off and there was silence. The eerie silence gave the report a feel for even more shock then what I thought possible. Once Danny crashed through a building-luckily turning intangible before impact so there wasn’t any more structural damage. The last things I heard and saw before the camera shut off was the attacking ghost clearly looking for Phantom and the reporter asking “What were those scars?”

The next time that the same report came back on it was showing how Phantom was now defeating the formerly attacking ghost.

‘Damnit! I still don’t have a name!’ I thought furiousely.

At least the jumpsuit was repaired completely. Although it was clear to see that Danny was still in pain, but was giving his all. As usual, he was able to eventually able to defeat the ghost and it was quickly sucked into the thermos. Then, as usual, Dany turned invisible soon after making sure that there was no one stuck in any rubble.

It wasn’t surprising to see another report of Phantom gracing the news. This time the topic was how and what those scars were and meant. It was made clear by the close-up -yet still a bit grainy- picture of the scars in the discovery of them.

There was a guest speaker who was a doctor -a forensic pathologist- speaking confidently on what those scars were and how they are gained a human body.

With confidence, she declared when prompted “Scars like those will only ever appear on a human body due to electrocution. There is the argument that I know nothing on ghosts. This is true. I functionally know nothing on ghosts. What I do know is how human acquires scars. Specifically how those scars are kept on a dead body. With my 14 years of working solely on dead bodies and 3 years in the medical field I can guarantee with absolute certainty that those scars are both more numerous then what the camera picked up at that great distance and that they were caused by any kind of electrocution. Most commonly it’s by lightning yet, with circumstances being they are the only certainty is that they are electrocution scars.”

Ms Doctor person continued describing attributes of scars. But I was still in a slight shock.

I wasn’t taking any notes with only a single thought in my mind when did Danny get electrocuted. I didn’t tune back into normal time until commercials came on. I had more research to get to.

It took two weeks to track down Dany Fenton and research on scars. But I did. The only thing he confirmed was that he was electrocuted ad it was how he died.

In the months I was contacted quietly and secretly by classmates who asked to confirm. All of them were sombre and quite fearful. But hey I was being listened to. … Right?

By the time that school started Danny and Jazz were adopted by their godfather Mayor Masters due to their parents being negligent and more concerned with their in-home science lab both in the basement and above Fenton wors than the overall saftey of their children.

In a semi-small town, any news is still news and reporters do need to find stories and get paid.

By November, Phantom seemed to have two mentors where he trained with his powers. The Guys In White warned the public to stay away at all costs because they were ghosts. Yet no one really listened.

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Disinterred CH.7

Chapter 7: Our Lives Would’ve Only Just Begun

“Well, as I said last time, you can’t pretend to be alive forever, no matter how well you can blend in. But, you haven’t caused any problems, and haven’t raised any suspicions so far. You pointed out, last time, that you felt you were too young to be dead yet. So, we’re willing to settle on a compromise of sorts.”

(the full summary, previous chapters, author notes, content warning, and the links to AO3 and FFnet can be found here)

The police station loomed over Danny, a haunting reminder of how his life had changed. It was here that everything had gone wrong, that people had finally figured out that he was a ghost. Or, well. Close enough to one, anyway.

And now he was back, so they could “figure out what to do next”, as detective Payton had put it.

He hoped, sincerely, that he could get through this discussion without having to reveal that he was only half ghost. He wanted to continue his life, as far as that was possible. If they tried to send him away, or keep him away from human society, he would have to tell them about his dual nature.

But that was risky. Sure, they might be fine with it. Or they might call the GIW, have him taken as a study subject and science experiment.

That wasn’t something he wanted to risk, so he hoped that they would continue to treat him as a human. Humanely, at least.

Danny stiffened minutely as a hand landed on his shoulders, but immediately relaxed again as he recognized the grip as his dad’s. The man shot him a reassuring smile.

And so Danny took a deep breath, straightened himself out in a fairly hopeless attempt at gripping the courage he held as Phantom, and entered the police station. His parents and Jazz trailed after him.

The woman at the desk raised a doubtful eyebrow at him when he asked to speak with detective Payton about the case with the dead teenager, but informed the detective regardless. Moments later, Payton himself appeared, a pleased smile on his face when he saw Danny together with the rest of his family, and waved them in.

They entered the same conference room that Danny had been in with Sam and Tucker, just the day before, where the rest of Payton’s team were waiting. Officer Carver had a dubious expression on her face, but it softened when she saw Danny.

The group took a few moments to settle down. Payton stood by the head on the table, and Danny and his family sat down on the opposite side of the police.

“So, I see that you’ve managed to…” he paused, clearly casting for the right words to use, “to resolve the issues that came up during our last meeting. Is everything alright between the four of you now?”

Danny opened his mouth to answer, but his mother gripped his shoulder and answered while he was distracted. “Yes. We… acted before we knew the whole situation. But thankfully Jazz managed to get through our thick heads, and Danny…” she trailed off, uncertainly.

Danny, in answer, patted her hand. “And I know they meant well. It’s all fine now, but thank you, detective Payton, officer Carver.” He nodded at both of them, and Carver smiled in clear relief.

“I’m glad to hear so. I assume you’re here to discuss the future, then?” Payton asked.

“Uh, yeah,” Danny confirmed. “Last time, you mentioned that you wanted to tell my parents, and then we would discuss my future plans. Obviously, telling my parents didn’t quite work out as planned.” He shrugged. “But we’re here now. So, what’s next?”

“Well, as I said last time, you can’t pretend to be alive forever, no matter how well you can blend in.” Danny felt panic start bubbling up, and it must’ve shown on his face, because Payton was quick to continue. “But, you haven’t caused any problems, and haven’t raised any suspicions so far. You pointed out, last time, that you felt you were too young to be dead yet. So, we’re willing to settle on a compromise of sorts.”

Jazz hummed, a hint of suspicion in the sound. “What kind of compromise?”

Payton raised an eyebrow at her interjection, but apparently recognized her protective behavior from the interviews, as he quickly settled back in a more neutral expression. “We will hold off on officially announcing the victim as Daniel Fenton until he graduates from high school. We will still go through the case, of course, and finish up the paperwork and such. But the public won’t know anything about the victim until after your graduation.”

“Yeah, right.” Danny snorted. “The public is already wild with rumors and such, especially the school. Even if you don’t tell anyone anything, they might still figure it out.” He shrugged then, settling further back in his chair. “But I guess that sounds alright.”

“Are there any further details to this… deal? Anything Danny is, or is not, allowed to do?” Maddie pressed.

“He has to put genuine effort in graduating, of course. He can’t just put it off so we won’t declare him dead.” Payton stopped as Danny squawked in indignation, but he was quickly quietened by Jazz. Satisfied that he wouldn’t get interrupted again, Payton continued.

“And he can’t get a job. The job market is already rough, especially for teenagers with no experience. We don’t need ghosts stealing jobs from living teenagers who might genuinely need the money.”

Danny rolled his eyes. “And I guess I don’t need money because I don’t have to pay for food, or something along those lines?” Then he sighed, slumping in on himself. “But I guess I see your point.”

“What about after graduation?” Jazz asked, leaning forward. “You’ll declare him dead, but what is Danny supposed to do at that point? Will he still be allowed to attend college, or get a job at FentonWorks, or something? Or will he only be allowed to haunt around as an ordinary ghost all day?”

Detective Payton snorted, a somewhat incredulous expression his face. “If he can get himself accepted into college despite being dead, I see no reason to stop him from furthering his education. As for getting a job at FentonWorks...” He shrugged. “Well, you’ll have to either figure out a way to pay him when he’s legally dead, or you can figure out an alternative form of payment among yourselves. I don’t particularly care.”

Danny frowned, considering his options. “So I can continue doing what I’ve always done until graduation, and then I’m free to do whatever? As long as, y’know, the officials don’t mind me being legally dead?”

“Yes, Mr. Fenton. As long as you don’t terrorize the city as most ghosts are fond of doing, you’re free to continue your high school education. After graduation, we would like to talk with you again to figure out your future plans.”

Danny nodded. “Yeah, that sounds fair. I guess I’m okay with all of that, especially considering the alternatives.”

“Of course, you’ll still have to talk with your school. We’ve already contacted them to let them know about the situation, to make sure they were okay with having a ghost as a student, but you still need to talk with them to… make the final arrangements.”

“Ugh,” Danny groaned. “And let me guess, that needs to happen right now?”

“That would be best, yes.” Payton’s words were emotionless, but the twinkle of amusement in his eyes was unmistakable.

Danny sighed, but pushed himself out of his chair. “Fine, let’s get that over with as well, then.”

“Wait, hang on.” Doctor Beckett waved him back into his seat again. “There’s something else we need to discuss.”

“Like what?” Danny asked as he sat down again. He cocked an eyebrow at the woman, and saw his parents and Jazz frown in confusion as well.

The doctor set a rather unimpressed stare on him. “Like the body down in the morgue, perhaps?”

Danny flushed in embarrassment, shoulders crawling upwards. “Oh. Right. Um. I don’t particularly care about it.” He turned to look at his parents, grimacing a little. “What, uh. What do you guys wanna do with it?”

His parents looked like they were caught off-guard rather badly. Jazz wasn’t faring much better.

“I… suppose we can’t bury it,” his mom eventually managed, still looking rather uncomfortable with the topic. “We can’t risk anybody coming across it before Danny’s… death… is common knowledge.”

“So…” Danny cleared his throat. “Cremation, then? I mean, the body is already mostly burnt anyway, right?”

“That’s pretty morbid, kid,” Carver muttered. Danny only offered her a shrug in return.

Payton stood up, laying his hands on the table in front of him. “We’ll take care of the paperwork, then. The four of you should get going.”

“Right.” Danny stood up, frowning a little. He wasn’t looking forward to another meeting about how he different he was now.

“Well, Mr. Fenton, I must admit that this is quite a... unique situation.”

Principal Ishiyama’s gaze was inspecting and calculating, but not as cold as Danny had expected. Mr. Lancer, sitting right next to her, wore a far more neutral expression.

She sighed, finally taking her eyes off of Danny, who sagged in relief. His parents were right behind him, offering their support, but there was only so much comfort they could bring.

“I will say that we’ve never had a ghost as a student, and we’ve never considered it either. We’ve already accepted your continued attendance, of course. But we will have to make arrangement for your… skills.”

Danny frowned, a flicker of annoyance finding its way through his trepidation. “Why? I haven’t used them to hurt anyone before. And you’ve never attempted to discourage other students from using their ‘skills’, as you called them. In fact, the faculty gladly ignores the bullying done by the members of the football team, as long as they continue to play well.”

“Regardless, Mr. Fenton, surely you can’t deny that you pose a greater danger to other students than members of the football team?” Principal Ishiyama narrowed her eyes at him, and Danny gladly returned the glare.

“Sure, I could. But I don’t. Despite Dash’s constant bullying, shoving me into my locker, and who knows what else he’s done in the past two years.” Danny rolled his eyes, taking his gaze off of the principal again. “If anything, Dash and the other jocks have caused far more pain and trouble than I have.”

“Wait, hold on,” Maddie interrupted, turning to look at Danny. “Are you telling me that these past two years you’ve been getting bullied, and you didn’t even tell anyone?”

Danny blushed, drawing his shoulders up to his ears. “I-” Then he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Yes. I’ve tried telling the teachers, in the beginning, but they never did anything because,” he turned to look Mr. Lancer right in the eye, “they’re ‘star footballers’ and thus ‘exempt from scorn’.” He made sure to sound as scornful as he felt, the quoted words sharp.

This, apparently, awakened Maddie’s strongest maternal instincts, and she glared down Mr. Lancer with a look that would probably bring Pariah Dark to his knees. She kept it up for what felt like an eternity, as everyone else sat in silence, glad that they weren’t the target of Maddie’s fury.

“And you’re telling me-” Maddie said, as she finally took her eyes off of Lancer to look at Danny. “- that all this time, you could have fought back, but you didn’t.”

Danny shrugged, still rubbing the back of his neck. “I mean, I pulled a prank or two on him. But I stopped doing that a while ago too, and I never did anything as bad as what he does to me.”

Maddie kept her eyes locked on him for a little longer, apparently trying to decide if he was telling the truth. Eventually she was satisfied, as she turned to set her gaze on principal Ishiyama. “So, as you can see, we don’t need to do anything to stop Danny from using his ‘special gifts’ in the school. Besides, if you’re afraid of him going malevolent and hurting another student, well,” she shrugged, “I’m sure Phantom will stop him, no?”

Mr. Lancer frowned but clearly didn’t dare to speak up after Maddie’s earlier fury. Principal Ishiyama had no such qualms. “I thought the two of you were against Phantom?”

“Turns out we were wrong about him!” Jack boomed, jumping into the conversation. “We were going off of unfortunate events and biased observations. But Danny-boy introduced us, and now we’ve been able to determine that Phantom is trying to do the right thing after all!”

“Really?” Lancer cast a studying look at Danny, who frowned at him. “He knows Phantom well enough to introduce you?”

Danny, still frowning, rolled his eyes and slumped further into his chair. “I mean, yeah. Phantom kind of protects the town from ghosts, so he needs to keep an eye on every ghost in town. Plus, ghost containment devices like the Fenton Thermos don’t just spontaneously appear in the Ghost Zone, you know?”

Principal Ishiyama cleared her throat, drawing the attention back to her. “Well, as interesting as this is, we’re going off topic. I suppose that you and your family raise an excellent point about the misuse of your abilities. However, if you misuse them in any way, shape, or form in this school, be it to prank other students, to bully others, or to cheat, we will discuss this again.”

She shifted, folding her hands in her lap. “Which brings me to my second point. For almost your entire high school career, your grades have been extremely poor. But in middle school, and even at the start of freshman year, your grades were excellent, as we’ve come to expect from your family.” She scrunched her eyebrows together, clearly grappling for the right words to say. “We now know that your grades dipped when- after your… accident. Which leads us to wonder… Mr. Fenton, is it possible that becoming a ghost has had an impact on your… ability to do school work?”

“Are you seriously implying that becoming a ghost has made me less intelligent?” Danny glared at her, indignation rising high. He could feel the cold burning sensation of ectoplasm bubbling up, and he knew his eyes must’ve been glowing by now, but he didn’t care enough to stop them from doing so.

Ishiyama was clearly startled by the display, however, and quickly put up her hands as if to calm him. “No, no, nothing of the sort, Mr. Fenton.” Danny allowed himself to calm a little, the glow leaving his eyes again. The principal clearly took this as a sign to continue. “There are all kinds of ways that this could’ve impacted your… ability to do well in school. Perhaps you’re more easily distracted now, or maybe it’s harder to retain information…” she was clearly casting for more ideas, trying to calm Danny down further.

“Daniel,” Mr. Lancer interrupted. “She didn’t mean to make any insinuations about your intelligence levels. But you’ve gone through a potentially traumatic experience, and one that has altered the way your body, and possibly your mind, works. And you can’t deny that both your attendance levels and your grades have dropped. We just want to know if your accident is, in fact, related to this, and if we can help in any way.”

“I… suppose it kind of is?” Danny said, uncertainly. Yes, his struggles with school were linked to his accident, but not because he had become a ghost, but because he fought them. But he couldn’t tell them that. Maybe, though… Maybe he could twist the truth a little.

“I just...” He shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck, finally relenting from his glaring. “I just kind of… need to leave sometimes? When everything, uh...”

“When everything becomes too much,” Jazz cut in, laying her hands on Danny’s shoulders in a clear sign of support. “Danny, as a ghost, is more sensitive to emotional disturbances. And as you might imagine, high schools are full of turbulent emotions, which can act distracting or become too overwhelming.” She spoke with an air of certainty, a feeling of professionalism and knowledge exuding from her. Danny couldn’t thank her enough for everything she did to save his ass.

His mom had clearly caught on to what Jazz was going for, as she nodded along. “Yes, exactly. Even in the house or the library, where Danny might work on his homework, sudden heavy emotions can be distracting or keep him from completing his work. I’m afraid that nothing can be done to help against it, besides being more lenient.”

Principal Ishiyama hummed, thoughtfully. “I suppose we can be a little more lenient on Mr. Fenton, if he can prove that he is trying. I will not let this develop into some shoddy excuse for him to get out of punishment.”

“So if I promise to try my best you’ll go easy on me?” Danny quirked a questioning eyebrow at the two faculty members.

Mr. Lancer sighed. “Well, we’ll try, at least. We can’t be too obvious about it, unless you want the entire school to figure it out.”

Yeah, Danny definitely didn’t want that to happen. He nodded eagerly.

“Sounds good. So when the break ends I can just go back to how things were? But the teachers will be a little easier on me?”

“Yes, Mr. Fenton. And as long as you continue as you’ve been doing for the past 2 years, you’ll be free to stay until graduation.” Ishiyama’s voice was flat with exhaustion, and quite honestly, Danny’s couldn’t blame her. The whole day had been exhausting for him as well, and he could imagine that dealing with an easily-angered teenager with ghost powers wasn’t easy either. Although he still wasn’t convinced that she hadn’t meant the earlier insinuation that ghosts were less intelligent than humans.

“Is that everything that we needed to discuss, then?” Maddie had clearly run out of patience as well. Her earlier anger over the bullying thing was probably still lingering. The principal nodded, and waved them out of her office.

Oh, shoot. He was going to have to talk about the bullying as well, wasn’t he?

Couldn’t this day just end already?

#danny phantom #phanfiction #phanfic #dp fanfiction #dp fanfic #danny fenton #maddie fenton #principal ishiyama #mr lancer #i'm not tagging the other two fentons bc they contribute basically nothing #dark writes #disinterred #next weeks chapter:#fool the whole world

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sage-nebula · 7 years

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Keith: 14, 19, 22

14.) Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

Likely due to his Galra heritage, Keith pretty much never gets sick—and when something does actually manage to make him sick, it makes him severely ill, to the point of “he’s going to need an emergency room stay for at least a few days, if not longer” desperation.

This is a result of his body’s natural response to the bacteria and viruses that live on Earth. Again, this is likely due to his Galra heritage; most of the viruses and bacteria just don’t have an effect on him, at least not to a degree that his body’s natural immune system can’t fight off, and so he just doesn’t get sick. When there was a bad case of strep throat going around the Garrison when he was twelve, he was one of the very few not affected by it. Shiro came down with it; Shiro could barely talk his throat was so sore, had a fever and was wheezing a little, and tried to urge Keith to go back to his own room or he’d get sick, too. Keith refused, because he was worried about Shiro and wanted to help him get better, and it didn’t matter anyway because despite spending an entire weekend in Shiro’s “disease-infested hovel” (as Shiro was calling his dorm at the Garrison), Keith didn’t get sick. He wasn’t infected. And Shiro was grateful for this, if more than a little bemused.

“Maybe I just have an immunity to strep?” Keith suggested.

“Maybe so,” Shiro said.

And this continued over the year with most illnesses, big and small. Keith doesn’t really know what it’s like to have the common cold because he’s never had it. He never got chicken pox, or ever had to suffer through something similar. Usually when people hear this they warn him it’s just going to hit him later in life, but he just shrugs and says, “That’s fine. It can if it wants.”

That said, as I mentioned, when he does get sick, he gets really sick. One time when he was fourteen he didn’t show up for his and Shiro’s regularly scheduled sparring session, and when Shiro went to find him, he found him in his room vomiting blood. So, you know. That happened. (Shiro had to carry him to the emergency medical wing of the Garrison. It wasn’t pretty.)

Aside from that, I like to imagine that when he gets angry, his eyes get brighter. And for a long while this is something that people don’t truly notice; his eyes are an odd color anyway (he calls them grey, but they’re really kind of a greyish-purple), so the fact that they look a little brighter when he’s feeling a strong emotion—well, that’s a trick of the light, isn’t it? It’s not anything real. But it is real, though, and when he gets truly furious—if he was ever pushed to a point where rage and fury consumed him—his eyes would truly glow.

And that one is definitely due to his Galra heritage.

(That said, it is like I said above, however—it’s not truly just anger that does it, it’s very strong emotion. Anger, joy, sadness, shock—any strong emotion like that makes his eyes look brighter, the color stand out stronger. So if he was as exponentially euphoric as he was infuriated, his eyes could glow all the same. He just has to reach that level of emotional overlimit, one way or the other. It’s just that, the circumstances being what they are given that they’re in a war, rage (or grief, or both) are more likely to trigger this. At which point Lotor can mock him with, “Ooh, the scary eyes~” a la Vlad Masters from Danny Phantom. =P)

19.) What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

It depends on where he is in his life—what he’s going through at the moment.

Keith tends to think very much about the here and now. He does think about the future sometimes, in some contexts (e.g. part of his motivation for going after Zarkon at the end of S1, aside from protecting Shiro and the Black Lion, was because he wanted to end the war once and for all, which would affect the future), but for the most part he doesn’t. He doesn’t consider the future because he’s not always sure if he’ll have one, or if he does have one what it’ll be like. We even see this at the end of S2; Shiro says that once they defeat Zarkon, the war will be over and the universe won’t need Voltron anymore. While Lance sounds pretty definitive about going home to Earth, and while Pidge sounds definitive about finding her family, Keith’s response is, “I guess I could look for mine.” The word guess doesn’t make this definitive, and neither does Keith’s delivery. He hasn’t really thought about it, he’s not sure if he wants to do that. He’s not going to commit to a future that, for him, isn’t really certain, that he isn’t even really sure that he wants. He’s more focused on—and it’s easier for him to focus on—the here and now.

So for Keith, what he thinks about as he falls asleep at night is really dependent on what’s going on in his life. As a child at the Garrison, he probably thought a lot about his father—about how his father had left him behind, about why that was, about whether or not he was ever coming back. He might have thought about his mother, how he never knew and didn’t remember her, what she might have been like or if she was alive (and if, perhaps, his father had gone to find her, and if that was the case, why he couldn’t bring Keith along). He might have thought about his classes there at the Garrison, might have thought about the cool older kid (teenager), Shiro, who had befriended him. Things like that were probably on his mind each night, and as he grew older he thought about his parents less and less.

After the Kerberos fiasco, that was all that was on his mind. Keith fell into a pretty bad depression after the Kerberos mission was determined to be a failure and Shiro was declared dead. He stopped going to his classes, aside from the times he was spotted by a teacher and forced to attend. He started eating far less (before binging on junk food in rare moments of hunger). He started sleeping until late into the afternoon and then staying up until ungodly hours in the morning. Showers became irregular because he couldn’t bring himself to care enough to shower as he should. He started being incredibly reckless on his hoverbike, because it occurred to him—and he felt this, knew this, believed this to be true—that even if he crashed and died, it wouldn’t matter and no one would notice or care. So he didn’t wear his helmet (something Shiro would have scolded him over, but if Shiro was so upset about it then he could come back and make Keith wear it), started driving at speeds upwards of 100mph. Because he could die right then and it wouldn’t matter and no one would care, so why not? And when he made it back to the Garrison and collapsed, fully clothed, onto his bed, he got dust and dirt and grime from the desert all over his sheets. And at some point after waking he stripped his bed because that was gross, and he thought that maybe there were clean sheets in the closet—but he couldn’t be bothered to go get them. He didn’t care enough. He just didn’t care.

Grief drove him through an unpredictable cycle of denial, anger, bargaining, depression—all the usual suspects, alternating between them as he went from apathy that led him to skip classes and training simulations for three days straight as he just laid in bed and did nothing, to bottled fury that had him driving his hoverbike at 120mph off a cliff (which is how he knew he could make that jump—it wasn’t the first time, after all, even if it was the first time with that many passengers), back to apathy as some girl with reddish-brown hair and a green shirt asked him if he knew where Iverson’s office was, and he just shrugged and pointed down a hall as she ran past him and told him to not tell anyone she was ever there. (He didn’t even know her name, so he just shrugged again. He could tell she wasn’t a student—knew that’s why she froze like she did when she saw that he saw her entering the Garrison—but he also honestly didn’t give a fuck. He didn��t care about anything anymore, or so he felt. Of course, he cared a hell of a lot days later when Iverson was lecturing him about all his skipped classes and training simulations and told him to “shape up or you’ll end up a failure like Shirogane”—cared a helluva lot then when he jumped from his seat to tackle Iverson to the floor and beat the ever-loving shit out of him for ever talking about Shiro like that, and it took three other officers to pull him off before he was dishonorably discharged from the Garrison for all of his “disciplinary issues”—but right there, in that moment, when a girl he would only realize months and months later in the midst of a war was Pidge was telling him not to tell anyone she was there, he really didn’t care who she was, what she was doing, why she was doing, or what the effects would be of her doing it. It just didn’t matter to him.)

But the point is—over the course of that year, he very often was thinking about Shiro before he fell asleep, if he fell asleep at all. He wondered if maybe he could have stopped him from going on the Kerberos mission (though he knew he couldn’t have). He wondered if there really was a pilot error (though he knew there wasn’t, because Shiro was one of the best pilots there was). He wondered if Shiro was somehow still alive, and this he didn’t know if he believed or not, but it was easier to think that he was still alive somehow, somewhere out there, than it was to believe and truly accept that he was dead.

After he was expelled and he went out to that abandoned shack in the desert that he had discovered during his late night hoverbike rides while still at the Garrison, he still thought about Shiro a lot—but he also thought about that weird pull he felt coming from the canyon, thought about the symbols and sigils he was discovering. Again, he tends to focus on the present, and that was a very present (and welcome) distraction from his grief. He was thankful to whatever the weird energy was, because if he could focus on that, it helped ease the ever-present, raw ache that Shiro’s apparent death had left him with.

With all of that said, Shiro does eventually come back, they find the Blue Lion, and they get taken to the Castle of Lions. After becoming a Paladin of Voltron, Keith often thinks about the war they’re in, about his fellow Paladins, and things of that nature before falling asleep. Sometimes he thinks about training plans for the next day. After Ulaz breaks into the Castle of Lions and he sees Ulaz’s sword, however, he starts thinking about his own knife, about his heritage … and those nights, thoughts and fears that he may be Galra creep into his mind before he falls asleep. He wonders who—wonders what he is. He wonders if Zarkon is tracking him. He wonders if he’s going to lose this family, too, because of something far beyond his control, because he’s going to put them in danger and get them killed just by being around him. He wonders if maybe this is why his dad abandoned him—and then feels angry, because if anything, it’s his dad’s fault he’s like this. He didn’t choose to be born. His dad chose to fuck a Galra. How is that his fault? How is that any justification for his dad leaving him behind?

He finds out the truth, and it’s still on his mind given Allura’s obvious dislike of him now, but she and the others come around and, in any case, there’s no real time to dwell on it anymore given the impending final battle with Zarkon. And that succeeds—that goes well, but then Shiro disappears again, Shiro might be dead again, and part of Keith wants to scream because he doesn’t understand why this keeps happening, doesn’t understand why the universe can’t just let them win one once, can’t just let them rest for once, why is it always something.

So, that said, I imagine that Shiro will be occupying his thoughts again at night, at least until Keith finds and brings him home again (and he’s nothing if not determined to do that, and you know how he is when he’s determined to do something—boy does not give up).

22.) Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

Lots of doodles and scribbles.

Keith doesn’t think of himself as much of an artist, but this doesn’t change the fact that his notes and assignments throughout all his years at the Garrison always ended up covered in various doodles and little drawings: animals, vehicles, comic book characters—you name it, he’s drawn it. Various interpretations of what he thinks aliens might look like, too (hilariously off based on what he’s seen so far, but he had some creative designs). Keith likes to draw; it’s a nice way to relax and unwind, and anyway, it made some of his more boring classes easier to tolerate. (Plus, it wasn’t as if he ignored his professors. Rather, it was actually easier for him to focus if he was drawing, because then he could have some attention on the lesson and some on his drawing, rather than zoning out completely by just staring off into space.) He’s actually a pretty good artist by now, given all the in-class drawings and doodles he has produced over the years, even if he doesn’t think much of his art or consider it a serious hobby. Practice might not make perfect, but it does make damn good, and Keith has had more than enough practice over the years.

So yeah—give him a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and some time, and you’re going to have drawings all over that page, of all sorts of things. (In canon, the Red Lion would probably feature in a lot of them, heh.) It’s inevitable.

#excessively detailed headcanon tumblr meme #a blade of storm and fire #shinygoku

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redrobin-detective · 4 years

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sleep like the dead

“And now, I, Technus, shall finally have my electronic vengeance on you, ghost child and conquer this puny human world!” Technus shrieked, exiting the portal in a suitably dramatic fashion. The various weapons around the lab shook and trembled from his power and static from his core crackled, raring for a fight with his favorite enemy. Only the Phantom didn’t appear.

“Hmm, maybe I wasn’t loud enough,” Technus mused before starting up again. “Pathetic Phantom! You can only hope your miniscule half human strength will be enough to take on my squiggling mess of the tangled wires of terror!” He threw back his head and cackled loudly, waiting for his nemesis to show and the battle to begin. His laughter petered out after a bit and the lab became silent once more.

“Well, now he’s just being rude,” Technus fumed, floating up through the ceiling. “Don’t ignore my threats, child. I know you’re here, I can feel your cold core.” He stopped once he reached the ghost boy’s human lair, hovering a few feet from the bed where his rival was sprawled out, sound asleep.

“Come ghost boy, it’s time for fisticuffs! I have some new moves and some great catchphrases I’m ready to try out on you!” The technology ghost exclaimed in excitement, miming some punches. Phantom didn’t answer, just kept laying there barely moving save for his soft, shallow breaths. Technus watched as his breath fogged with each exhale, his core’s ghost sense but it still didn’t awaken him. “Child? Have you expired?”

He leaned forward and gently poked the boy’s cheek. It was squishy but firm unlike a ghost’s exterior and he could feel the dense bone underneath. Phantom didn’t so much as twitch. Technus drew back his hand, unsure of what to do. He’d surprised the child while he was in bed before but he always woke up and they fell into the usual routine. But now he’d changed the script and if there was something ghosts didn’t like, it was change. He flew back down to the portal and sped into the Ghost Zone at top speed, searching for someone who would be able to help him understand.

“Wow, baby pop whooped your butt that fast? Either he’s getting better or you’re getting more pathetic, my bet is the latter,” Ember teased as she strummed to herself from a floating rock near her lair.

“The ghost child won’t wake up and fight,” Technus said in a rush. “I went to the human world but no one answered my challenge. I went to his human lair and he was just lying on his bed thing and he wouldn’t move, even when I touched him.”

“That’s not like him, he’s usually more hopped up and ready to fight than a groupie on coke,” Ember frowned, setting aside her guitar. “Well come on, sparky, lets go check the kid out.”

They developed something of an entourage making their way back to the human portal. A few of the locals had heard that the infamous half ghost child was behaving differently and well, curiosity didn’t stop when the cat was killed. Skulker chuckled menacingly under his breath, Youngblood bounced around the adults. Johnny and Kitty had been going to the real world anyway and decided to tag along.

“Were his folks or Jazz home?" Johnny asked, riding his cycle slow enough to keep pace with the group.

“Who?” Technus questioned, “er no, the annoying children always with him were not around for once.”

“Annoying yes but they don’t live- uh occupy the same lair as the brat,” Johnny explained. As a younger ghost who’d held onto his humanity more than some, he had a better grasp of human culture. “His parents, the crazy ghost hunters in the blue and orange jumpsuits. Or his sister, Jazz. She has red hair and is kind of a know it all. They’re his family, they live with him.”

“Oh those weirdos,” Youngblood said wrinkling his nose. “Always loud and shouting about ripping apart ghosts. They’re not even good hunters.”

“Obviously, they haven’t noticed they got a ghost living with ‘em,” Ember added with an eyeroll.

“It’s a very stressful situation, Danny was worried about what they’d do if they found out,” Kitty frowned before sticking her tongue out at Johnny. “Danny’s a good guy, at least he talked to me about things that mattered.”

“Good target practice, you mean,” Skulker declared as they entered through the portal. Instinctively they all looked up to where the ghost boy’s core was humming but sensed no movement. “Alright, I will admit that is weird. Let’s see what the whelp’s up to.”

It was a bit cramped, the five of them crammed into the small room especially when they were keeping their distance from the room’s only living occupant. He had not moved since Technus had last been in here. At their entrance, his breath fogged again and he shivered for a second before settling back down.

“Well, he’s alive at least,” Johnny shrugged before leaning in close to examine him. “Kid looks wiped though.” He picked up the boy’s bony wrist which had been dangling off the bed, his fingers brushing the floor and held it up before dropping it. His knuckles rapped against the ground but he didn’t stir.

“Johnny, leave him alone, he’s trying to sleep,” Kitty hissed, yanking her boyfriend back by his ear.

“Come on, I’m not doing anything bad,” Johnny defended. “But, come on, how often are we gonna get a chance like this?”

“Hmm is human sleep that interesting that the ghost child would ignore all of us?” Technus asked, floating over and laying himself down on the bed. He laid there on the bed next to the boy for a few moments. “I do not believe I’m doing this correctly.”

“Nah you gotta close your eyes and go off to dreamland,” Youngblood said, grabbing a sock off the floor and then some papers from the desk and began stacking them on the half ghost’s head. The boy still didn’t react in the slightest.

“Is dreamland close? Another pocket dimension like the Zone?” Technus, ever the scientist, asked curiously.

“No, you idiot,” Ember sighed before tentatively reaching out and laying a hand on Phantom’s chest. “Yow, man that’s weird.”

“What?” Skulker asked, having been mostly content to watch until now. Youngblood had now piled several more items on the ghost boy’s head but he slept on, unawares.

“It’s just,” she scrunched up her face as she looked for the words, “I know what ghost cores feel like and I’ve been around enough humans to know the signs of life but he’s got both at once. His core flares and fades opposite his heart beat. It shouldn’t work but it does, somehow.”

“He is a most curious specimen, I rarely see Plasmius in his human skin so it’s hard to compare,” Skulker commented. “Of course Plasmius I can understand. He acts like a ghost, thinks like one. But the child, he’s certainly a ghost but he’s also decidingly... human.”

“That’s why we should be leaving him alone,” Kitty frowned, plucking Youngblood out of the air and moving him away from the sleeping teen. “If Danny isn’t waking up with all of us causing a racket then clearly he’s exhausted. We bother him enough, let him rest and fight him some other time.”

“But I wanted to fight now,” Technus whined, rolling over on the bed and resting one arm over the ghost boy’s body. “The Phantom surely wants to hear my latest monologue on how I’m the supreme ruler of everything electronic and beeping.”

“I know I don’t,” Youngblood shrugged.

“Me neither,” Johnny scoffed.

“Or me,” Ember muttered, putting her hands on her hips.

“Just let him rest,” Kitty said shooing the others back and gently brushing some of the kid’s hair out of his face revealing sallow features and dark marks under his eyes. “It’s hard enough being human much less a ghost on top of that; between fighting us and trying to have a normal life I bet he hardly gets any sleep. The least we can do is give him a break before he breaks.”

“I suppose it’s not sporting to kill a sleeping prey,” Skulker pouted. “And it’ll make his defeat more meaningful if he’s well rested and not uh,” he gestured to the Phantom’s general state of disarray.

“Better appreciate it,” Ember sulked for a second, kicking away some pajama pants from the floor. “His stupid human life. I’d give anything to sleep again, just for a minute.”

The ghosts sat in quiet contemplation for a moment, the dead looking enviously and curiously on the silent, sleeping boy, on a world they could only watch but not engage in. The moment was shattered by the front door slamming open.

“DANNO WE’RE HOME AND WE BROUGHT CHINESE!” Resonated through the house. Startled awake, the ghost child leapt out of the bed and hovered about a foot above it for a moment before sinking back down.

“Darn it Dad, I was napping,” Danny grumbled before he opened his eyes and saw several of his ghostly enemies standing awkwardly in his room. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Technus lounging on his bed. “What the-”

“Oh good, you’re awake!” Technus tittered happily, leaning into his personal space. “Ready to hear my spiel?” The temperature in the room dropped rapidly as his core ramped up and spilled over into his eyes which were no doubt glowing a fierce green.

“Get out of my room!” He shouted, reaching over to grab his emergency under the bed thermos but a sock falling from his hair into his face distracted him.

“Hey, just stopping by but we were just on our way out, sleep well, Danny sweetie!” Kitty said dragging the whole group through the floor. His core thrummed in agitation until he felt them cross the portal into the Ghost Zone. He sat there for a moment, shaking and panting from the adrenaline rush before he decided he really didn’t want to know. He flopped back onto the bed and reached over on his nightstand for the bottle Jazz had given him the other day.

“The heck is in this stupid sleep aid?”

#danny phantom #another flash is the pan DP fic #just something about Danny being so tired (also ODed on Nyquil) that he just misses his ghost sense going off #and the ghosts being there and without all the threats of death #just kind of hanging around #looking over him curiously snooping #how often do they get to like see him up close?#he's a freak! lets look him over also stack shit on his head!#and the weird space where you just cant remember being human and what sleeping is like but also being so envious that you cant do it anymore #((also just a note that Danny had all his enemies in his room and slept soundly but woke up in a jolt when his parents got home))#((take that as you will))

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