#Geology is a filler class for me

[tanglepelt]

Run Ghost Run 3

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Mild descriptions of wounds ahead.

Leaving the lab was too easy. Nothing went wrong, no weapons, no ghost shields, no alarms and not a single lab coat in sight. The main thought Danny had was that it had to be a trap. There was something happening here. He never could be to paranoid. Regardless trap or not it was his best and only chance. He continued forward, leaving the government complex behind him.

Looking ahead he saw that the sun hadn’t set. In just a few hours it would be night. Taking cover in night would work in his favor. Danny could see Amitys town line in the distance. The base had been their normal one. He knew where he was and just how to get home without being caught in the cameras.

His ghost sense had not activated. None of his rouges or allies had come looking for him or were out and about. Hopefully no one important had an inkling of what occurred. Everything minus his personal physical and mental health were great. He could work with this; just never let anyone know. It was just a matter of not getting caught. No going to the infinite realm, hiding from the GIW and avoiding his parents. A normal Saturday prior to the whole Pariah incident. Avoidance was natural to him.

There were only three people who would take immediate notice of his disappearance. Three people who would help. Danny had to get to Sam, Tucker, or Jazz. Any of them would know what to do. Tucker could hack the government again Sam would go all activist on them, and Jazz would actually take charges and adult. They all had go bags ready to take off. The four of them… no that wouldn’t be a good idea. Getting them involved more would be counterproductive.

The GIW and his parents would be gunning for him, not his friends. Jack and Maddie had no reason to go after Jazz. Those in the realm would search for him not them. In the end it all leads back to him.

It may not be his best call, yet it would keep them all safe. He could just leave them notes. Explain why. Seeing them he wouldn’t be able to leave. Clockwork did say that all ecto-entities and contaminated would be evacuated prior. Should the council find out and they were all together it would be easy pickings. The best thing is to leave alone. Tell no one where he is going and just live the best life a runaway fugitive could.

The closer he got to the town line the harder it was to keep moving. The adrenaline spike was dropping. Vison blurring, head spinning. The billboard with the go bag was in sight. The bag was not as hidden as he remembered. Hitting the billboard counted as landing right. The impact forced a de-transformation no longer ghost. He was able to inject himself with the ecto-dejecto.

Sam had the idea for the go bags and set them up herself just having him stash them around town. Danny had never thought he would need one, Jazz was convinced they would accept him once they knew. He just thought he wouldn’t ever get caught. Jazz had only humored them by stashing a few in town with them. She had been concerned about the lab for his health not that they had been doing it intentionally. He so had bragging rights for once. Well as soon as it was safe to see her again.

Bragging rights aside, the injection was clearing his head. Leaving a lab without checking himself was dumb. Sitting on the little ledge he began to check himself over. The wound on his stomach had started to sluggishly bleed. Staples, for easy access. Not great for long-term care, for now it would have to work. There was a Y incision that wasn’t clean, the struggle was obvious. It was jagged and curved. It looked like a massacre, clothes included. The shirt he was wearing was destroyed. Dried blood and torn up, the same could be said for his pants. Removing the remains of the shirt he dug in the go bag for the med kit. The medical supplies in the bad were used, wrapping the damage. There was no time for any reconstructive work. A quick change into a black NASA sweatshirt and some jeans, just enough time to write notes. Disposing of a tracker or two as he changed.

The bag did contain a fair amount. Sam had insisted on being prepared for any situation. Some clothes, the med kit, an envelope, and a communicator. He would leave that behind no doubt Tucker would track him down with it.

Also, from the bag the phantom-ectosignature-hider. Just like Fenton work products Danny named his the same way. Branding does matter, his PR was already dead. It was a belt designed to hide his ecto signature specifically. Skulker had imputed it into his mainframe allowing the hunt to be quicker. The solution was modify and adapt. It only worked when he was human, he couldn’t hide the signature while ghost or when using powers. Just to be safe he clicked the thermos on the belt. Using it meant the gig was up but not having it on him made him uncomfortable. The thermos was a safety net.

All that was left was to drop them in their rendezvous point. It was a part of there escape plan, grab the stuff meet and run. The communicator did have a use. He would send them a message just in case they didn’t think to look. It had to have been at least a day he had been missing. No doubt they were concerned. The notes just explained the situations and his goodbyes. With the three notes deposited and the message sent he took off. Leaving amity and the communicator behind him.

For the sake of everyone he would run for as long as needed. He left just as the sun was setting.

He’d take clockwork seriously this time. That man stalks all the timelines. Even told him what to do when running, follow the bats and birds he said. Leaving him with yet another mind game riddle warning thing. Not even a hey go here or a by the way don’t go home right away. Danny had around 1000 problems and clockwork could solve them all. Where do birds and bats live together? Do they co-mingle? Danny didn’t know, they were two different species after all. The plan was to wing it for now. Once he was all the way in one piece and not within the vicinity of Amity he could try and decipher the clue.

With no clue where to go he just started following a bird. Maybe it could get him somewhere. There was only one out and about and it flew east. So east is the way he went. Heading to the town line was his first hitch. There were white van patrolling the roads and the lab coats were back. Instead of catching him in the lab they most of planned to catch him off guard. Let him go just to recatch him to dimmish his hopes and dreams of escape.

Flying higher he could see that the entire town had these patrols on the outskirts. The guys in white had no other reason to monitor town except for him. A red light flashed on him like a laser pointer. He had been spotted. They may have the sky and field advantage. He was going to have to dig a little deeper so underground it was. Going as deep and as far east as he could.

Once it became too much to stay under, he had to pop up. He kept going being forced to de-transform at several points. He stayed in forest away from roads as much as he could. Taking advantage of the night. Learning to stay low to the ground. There hadn’t been any more lab coats since amity. Not a single bat so far either. He kept going until daybreak. With daybreak he really needed to find a place and just sit down. Going forward only changing directions whenever he saw a bird. He was traveling by a stretch of highway. Keeping tight in the woods. Only ever using his powers when he heard a car coming to go invisible.

The ecto-dejecto hadn’t been the hail Mary for him as it was Dani. Yes, he was awake and fully aware, yet his powers were on the fritz. Random moments he could feel them fading, flying low was a must. If hitting the billboard was annoying falling in a tree was worse. Definitely pulled something. If he tried to summon ice it was little flurries or an ice cube. Invisibility or intangibility just depending on how it was feeling. The voice in the back of his head was blaming the blood blossoms. In Salem he couldn’t move or use his powers, it was still inside him.

A sign for a closed area was up ahead. That’s where he’d recuperate a bit. The facilities were still operational, he’d take that as a win today. Looking in the dingy mirror, deeper bags sat under his eyes. The bags seemed bruised and were discolored; he didn’t even know when or how he got hit there. The most concerning part was a part of his hair that was now white. Coincidence didn’t happen, it was related to why his powers were being wonky. Leaving the bathroom, the sun was long gone. A lot more time had passed then he realized.

The farther east he went the more death was lingering. Tragedies, blood bath and so many traumatic events. Wherever this was stemming from was causing rifts into the infinite realm. To an average person they would never know. He could feel ectoplasma, while corrupt it was in the air. Getting stronger as he went. This wasn’t like amity, the veil wasn’t thin here, this was caused by extreme emotions of the dead. It would be prime breeding ground for a powerful ghost to manifest here if one hadn’t already.

Staying human would be best. The belt would hide him. The only reason he didn’t turn around was the fact he saw a red robin. His ghost sense was linked to his ice core, it would be unlikely for another to sense him. If a ghost had formed here, it could cause issues, they would know the customs and rules. Either a fight that would be noticed by the others or an overly concerned ghost. Both less than ideal. It was time to channel his inner Jazz and plan ahead.

His first step was in progress, keep moving. Second was to form the master plan. Suddenly a bright light in the sky caught his attention. There was a giant bat sign in the sky.

That cemented the fact he should stick around for at least a nap. His walking pace was slow. The sun had started to rise, and the bat light thing was long gone. Why there was a light in the sky for a bat he didn’t know. What he did know was that an unmaintained in need of a cleaning sign was standing.

Entering Gotham City.

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