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dp x dc prompt #42
When Danny joined the JL, they added the list of substances and weapons he was weak to to the system, with all of Batman’s contingency plans, just like every member of the league. They worked their way through testing other things that had the possibility of affecting Phantom, just to be safe, but there’s some things that nobody thinks to prepare for.
Danny is sent to deal with a large chunk of Kryptonite that crashed on earth and plowed straight through a city. He was closest and the fastest moving hero available.
When Phantom stopped responding on the comms, the heroes noticed immediately.
Nobody expected Kryptonite to drive ghosts absolutely mad.
#danny phantom#danny fenton#dc x dp#crossover#dc universe#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#writing prompt#writing#justice league#kryptonite transmits ghost rabies?#the backup arrives and danny has demolished a good chunk of the city#he’s frothing at the mouth and melted kryptonite is smeared across his hands and face#totally looks like ghost blood#nobody knows what to do or how to fix it#they have to go to amity to get stuff to trap phantom until it maybe wears off#the strongest heroes are still just barely holding him back from destroying everything#i’ve been seeing a lot of kryptonite being ectoplasm rock candy or smth#and then this crashed into my brain and i had to put it out there#because i’d never seen it before
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Fictober22: Do you remember?
Fanfiction
Fandom: Danny Phantom
Warnings: None (surprising even me!)
Word count: 1304
Prompt: Do you remember?
A/N: I thought about this story for a long time... and I thought maybe I've posted something similar before but eh... here it is.
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The note fell out of his locker, landing on his shoes.
“A-hem!” Sam coughed. “Danny?”
Danny bent to pick up the note, narrowly avoiding a swing from Dash.
“OOOOOOH,” Tucker sang. “Danny’s got a secret admirer!”
Danny spotted Sam swing at Tucker's chest from the corner of his eye. The note felt thick but oddly weightless. No name was written on any of the sides. The only way to know who this was for was to read it. It might not even be for Danny.
Daniel…
“OOOOOH,” Tucker sang again, not learning his lesson from the first time. “Danny’s really got a…”
“Don’t. Finish. That. Sentence.” Sam growled.
Quietly Danny kept reading, and… if this was a love declaration, it would've been channeling ancient times.
Or, well… it certainly sounded several decades out of fashion.
“Sooooo? Who’s the lucky girl?” Tucker slid next to Danny. “Who’s Annabeth? There’s no Annabeth in Casper High.”
“See, someone’s playing a prank. Let’s get to first period!” Without waiting for an answer, Sam stalked down the hall.
***
The note was only the first strange thing that day. Before lunch, when Danny opened his locker, flowers fell out. Not a bouquet, just loose flowers of all varieties. Then after school, while waiting for their orders at Nasty Burger, Danny found a snack at their table labeled 'for Daniel.'
After stealing a bit of the cake, Tucker said, "Dude, I like this 'Annabeth' secret admirer. Can we keep her around a couple more days before Danny tells her he's not interested? Unless…"
"I'm not interested!" Danny screeched. Glancing at Sam, a hot blush filled his face. "But I need to find out what's going on. These things are all just appearing, but…"
Danny's ghost breath activated, and his heart skipped a beat (hilarious, of course, because if he transformed, he wouldn't have a heartbeat). But before transforming, Danny scanned the area. There was nothing out of the ordinary at Nasty Burger. No one screaming. Nothing that told them, 'hey, ghost over here,' and that was saying something in Amity Park.
“Today is full of strange stuff, that’s for sure,” Danny said and tried to enjoy his burger.
***
As Danny stepped out the front door, he realized he couldn't place the feeling until finally, he felt the presence before the gift was placed. "Ah ha! Oh."
Floating behind Danny on his parents' doorstep, holding a transparent box of chocolate, was a young woman… ghost. There were many ghosts Danny fought. Maniacal, psychotic, eternally loud and boisterous and evil…
Some looked normal enough until they'd been pushed over a metaphorical edge. But this girl looked like nothing more than a girl. Granted, her dress was about 5 decades or more out of date. And her long, straight hair was pulled into a low ponytail.
The poor girl-ghost yelped and dropped the ghostly chocolates.
Before Danny could get another word out, the ghost girl (presumably, Annabeth) squeaked again, turned invisible, scooped up the chocolates, and flew off.
"Hey, wait!" An alarm went off on Danny's phone. "Oh, man! I can be late and get written up or follow you?"
“Danny!” His father, Jack Fenton, cried from inside their house. “Where is that boy?”
“At school, honey!” Danny’s mother called back. “Cause if he isn’t, he’s grounded until he graduates!”
"Guess that answers that question," Danny complained and stomped off.
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“So?” Tucker, somehow, cornered Danny at his locker. Actually making Danny feel trapped against his will even though he could turn ghost and leave if he wanted.
“So, what?” Danny asked.
“Was she pretty?”
“She’s a ghost, Tucker. Probably mistook me for someone else named Daniel.”
"Sure, another Daniel who is also a ghost. Come on, man! She's got a hardcore crush on you!"
Somehow, Sam's books slipped from her hand and fell directly onto Tucker's foot.
"Look, after school, I'll find her and talk to her. I'm sure it's just a misunderstanding.”
“You might not have to wait long!” Sam smirked as some screams came from up the hall.
Then quickly faded. Sure, down the hallway floated Annabeth the ghost, muttering to herself and rearranging the box of ghostly chocolates in neat rows within their box again. As a ghost not trying to scare people, she was mostly garnering strange looks and more than a few snide comments from Paulina about her dress.
“Yeah… I’ll be right back.” Danny stepped into his locker, letting Tucker and Sam cover his hiding spot as he transformed.
Danny went invisible and sailed down the hallway, grabbing hold of Annabeth and taking her with him through the closest classroom wall.
“Oh. OH!” Annabeth squealed, dropping the ghostly chocolates and covering her face. “Daniel! What are you doing?”
"Name's not 'Daniel,'" Danny said, letting go of Annabeth outside the school in the quiet courtyard. "Actually, it is," he continued, turning visible again. "But only my parents call me Daniel, and that's only when I'm in trouble. I'm Danny."
"Oooooh," Annabeth sighed, then went to work fixing her mussed-up dress. Though, as a ghost, it was hardly necessary. She even tugged at her hair. "I must be an awful mess."
“Annabeth?” Danny pulled her hands from her hair. They both hovered just off the ground, but Danny landed and brought her with him. “Who is Daniel?”
“You…”
“No… who is the Daniel you’re looking for? Do you remember?”
Annabeth stumbled back. “You’re Daniel… you’re… oh. You’re not my Daniel?” She moved closer, studying Danny so closely that if he currently had a heartbeat, it would be erratic as all get out.
Gently, Danny reached out, gripping Annabeth's shoulders and keeping her at arm's length. "What happened? Do you remember?" he repeated.
“I… no, we were supposed to meet for our anniversary. But… well…”
"I swear if you tell me his last name was 'Fenton,' I will lose it."
"No. Not Fen-ton? But his home… his parents… they lived just there," Annabeth said and pointed at the Fenton home. "… and this school… it's the same…"
Danny chuckled. “That does not surprise me. This school feels ancient!”
Annabeth's eyes cast down, stifling a sob. Danny had met so many terrifying ghosts (and maybe a few that were not so terrifying **cough cough** Box Ghost **cough cough**), but this girl was not like any of them. Plus, Annabeth was a ghost for a reason… but why?
“Were you and Daniel together when…”
She couldn’t hold back the sob any longer. “No. I’ve been looking for him for decades and then you…”
“How about this?” Danny asked quickly, trying to stem the flood of tears. “We’ll help you look for your Daniel?”
Sam and Tucker, out of breath, came running up to Danny. “We need to hustle to class!”
“Mr. Lancer is on the warpath,” Tucker added.
"Ah! If I get written up one more time…!" Danny glanced at Annabeth. "Here," Danny said, pulling out a notebook and pen from his backpack in Tucker's grasp. "We'll figure out where Daniel is together. Write down what you remember about Daniel, about where you lived… about everything, and we'll find him. When not under the impending doom of detention."
Danny started to change back to his human form when Annabeth jumped into him for a hug.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
“Heh, heh, heh. Yeah.” Danny quickly pried the girl ghost off him as Sam seemed to be near fuming again. “Whoa.” A sudden wave of dizziness took hold of Danny.
“Danny?” Sam asked as she rushed to his side. “Danny, say something!”
"Excellent work, little one! This new trap works perfectly!" Vlad materialized behind Annabeth, who still appeared stricken by the sight of Danny's sudden illness.
“It’s a Tuesday, isn’t it?” Tucker asked, tossing the Geometry homework in the air. “This stuff always happens on a Tuesday.”
TO BE CONTINUED (on another fictober prompt)
#fictober22#fictober 2022#fictober#fictober event#danny phantom#danny phantom fic#danny phantom fanfic#danny fenton#tucker foley#fanfiction#fanfic
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Cold Case 4
It would have been bad enough if that ‘ghost’ (was it a ghost, or did they just call it that as part of their cover story?) had been the only thing to come out of the… Whatever it was. It wasn’t.
More things emerged. These were more recognizable. Animals, mostly. Haglike creatures with long fingers and crooked teeth. Floating balls of light. Everything bright and glowing.
“Oh, my god,” moaned McGee. How in the world was he supposed to explain this to his superiors?
“Yeah,” said Patterson. “That’s… more than usual.”
“I’m making the call.”
“Who could you possibly call for this?” asked McGee. “The Men in Black?”
“We’re not calling the government for this,” said Patterson. “You saw how incompetent the Guys in White are.”
“Besides, these are ghosts,” said Collins, phone pressed to the side of his face. “What do you think the Men in Black could possibly do?”
“Who then? Who are you calling?”
“Haha, this sounds like a Ghostbusters commercial,” said Patterson. “He’s calling the Fentons.”
“The chintzy mad science tourist trap people who are connected to the mob.” Wow, McGee was just spewing all his theories right now, wasn’t he? “The ones weirdly connected to the unidentified teenage body you found last summer?”
“They’re perfectly respectable ghost scientists,” said Collins, “and – Hi, Maddie. Patterson and I are here in the Neon District. We’ve got… How many would you say, Pat?”
“Bout a dozen,” said Patterson.
“A dozen or so low-level ghosts. Night hags and small animals, mostly. Yes, I know it’s a school night. Maybe you and Jack – Really, it’s fine. This is the Neon District, after all. Not much unbroken. Hm, yeah, okay, but we do have the new guy. McGee. Yeah. Might do him some good to see? Alright. See you soon.” There was an audible beep on the other side of the line, and Collins closed his phone with a snap.
“Now what?” asked McGee.
“Now,” said Collins, “we wait.”
“With all of those… things?” He waved a hand towards the windshield.
“Yeah. The car has a coating.”
“All the police units do. Most ghosts can’t phase through it,” said Collins.
“Most?”
“Most,” confirmed Collins.
“There are always a few outliers. Besides, we’re nice and hidden here in this alley. No reason for them to come after us.”
“Unless they’re fear eaters,” said Patterson.
“They’re all fear eaters.”
“You know what I mean. The ones who want to eat fear.”
“Well, considering what some of these guys look like…”
“They’d be on us already with McGee, here. I mean, I can smell his fear.”
“Give the guy a break. It’s not every day you find out that the undead exist.”
“You can’t be serious,” said McGee. “This can’t be happening.”
“It is, though,” said Patterson.
McGee slumped down in the back seat, hopefully low enough not to be seen by the ghosts outside. Ghosts. Ghosts.
How was he supposed to explain ghosts? How was he supposed to tell his superiors that the people in Amity Park were being completely honest when they said that the town was under attack from ghosts?
He was never getting out of here unless he quit.
He did not want to lose his life to something that shouldn’t even exist. He didn’t want to lose his job to things that shouldn’t exist.
A halogen glow grew at the end of the street and a loud rumbling distracted McGee from his thoughts.
“Oh, that’s fast,” said Patterson.
A giant military monstrosity affixed with enough lights to illuminate a football field barreled down the street, bright laser-lines of green shooting out of it. And – What kind of messed up sci-fi film was this? Ray guns? Energy weapons?
Had he been drugged?
At least now he knew where the glowing paint came from. He saw new, bright splashes form where the- the ghosts were knocked into walls. The lasers traced bright lines on the brick.
Mr. Fenton, in full orange glory leaned out one of the car doors, a massive bazooka in his hand and an even bigger smile on his face, firing away.
Everything. All of this. It was too much.
.
“Where does Danny Fenton fit into this?” asked McGee.
“Huh?”
“Danny Fenton. And the body you found.”
“Well,” said Collins. “The Fentons are training Danny to deal with ghosts – And the ghosts like him quite a bit. He’s one of those… What did you call it?”
“A medium,” said Patterson.
“A medium.” Collins turned sharply, onto a side road. “This is faster,” he said.
“And the dead teenager?”
“Belongs to a ghost.”
“Belongs to a—What does that even mean?”
“Like, it was their body,” said Patterson, “and then they died. Pretty straightforward.”
“So, you just… don’t investigate it when that happens?” They couldn’t be serious.
“I mean, we did at first,” said Patterson. “But he didn’t want us to, and it was pretty clear there was no foul play after a while.”
“The body was buried in the woods.”
“Yeah, but he was the one who did it. Kid panicked. It happens. Not like we’re going to charge a ghost for improper disposal of human remains.”
“This is insane.”
“You get used to it,” said Collins as he pulled into the station lot.
“Please tell me this is it. That this is the explanation for everything.”
“Hah. Hardly,” said Patterson. She popped the door open. “There’s so much weird ghost stuff going on it’d take days to explain it all.”
“Like the Truce,” said Collins, shutting off the car.
McGee scrambled to follow them out. The cold night air hit him like a sledgehammer, and he shivered. “What about the truce?”
“Winter Truce,” said Patterson. “Most ghosts respect the winter solstice as a time of peace and leave off attacking for a few months around it.”
“Attacking?”
“Yeah, do you think all the damage is just from them coming through peacefully? If it was just tourists from the other side, we could handle it. We do handle it.”
“Patterson?”
“Yeah?”
“I think you’re overwhelming the guy. Give him a break. McGee?”
“Yeah?”
“Go home. Take tomorrow off. Take some time to… process, okay? This is a big thing. We know you’re a spy who’ll betray us as soon as you get what you came for, but you’re not a bad guy.”
“Plus, we run most people off by this point, so.”
“Unfortunately, that is true.”
“Ha! Wait until you hear about the ghost cops.”
“Not now, Patterson.”
“Yeah, um,” said McGee, raising a hand to rub at the lower half of his face. “I’m just going to go home now.”
“Drive safe!”
What would happen if he didn’t? What would happen if he died here? Would he turn into a ghost?
McGee forced a smile he didn’t feel because social pressures were still a thing, evidently. “Sure,” he said.
.
He parked by the graveyard. It was quiet there, this long after sunset.
He knew he shouldn’t be there. Not if ghosts were real. But he had to see it.
The grave.
It glowed faintly in the moonlight.
“I’m going to solve it,” he said. “I’m going to find out who you are and why you died.”
Because, frankly, he didn’t trust Collins or Patterson. Who knew why they’d said what they’d said? Who knew what they were getting from all these stories?
“You already know why I died. Don’t you?”
McGee yelped and twisted. There was a ghost floating there. McGee knew this ghost. Well, recognized him, anyway. Phantom, the ghost at the center of the whole tourist trap business.
“Come on,” said the ghost, “don’t tell me you’re surprised to meet a ghost in a graveyard.”
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Things I Would’ve Loved To See In A Danny Phantom Reboot
I’m a big enthusiast when it comes to storytelling, and Danny Phantom literally has so much potential. And I’m very upset Butch was too coward to go darker. So here are my thoughts on if DP had a reboot:
Deeper ghost lore and kinds of ghost, A lot of fanfiction I have come across have so many versions of lore that all totally make sense and are supper cool (e.g. Ghost core types, states of ghosts, the idea of ghosts being ghosts, ghosts’ obsession). Ghosts that wreak havoc upon Amity Park because they are so filled with rage and need to be contained and put back in the ghost zone. Ghosts that, despite having moved on from their past, stay because they want to see the next Cowboys vs Aliens 3 movie happen and only cause trouble for the fun of it (exhibit A, Johnny).
Spookier ghosts, just give us way meaner ghosts! Ghosts that have eyeballs hanging out! You can’t just give us funky ghosts and funky ghosts only. From the physically gore-ish to the psychologically horrifying ghosts (Like Penelope Spectra!), I would have loved to see these kind of ghosts and episodes.
Different cultural interpretations of ghosts. Of course, done respectfully, with deep research and understanding of said culture. So many cultures touch on the spiritual aspect of ghosts and spirits. It makes for incredible stories and ideas.
Danny Phantom being Trans, need I say more? (Butch Hartman can suck a dick)
Danny Phantom with much more unique, mysterious powers, he’s a Halfa, of course he’s a mystery, a phantom! While other ghosts have powers solely linked to an obsession or something they relate to closely, Danny doesn’t have that. He’s a mystery. I want seasons of Danny exploring and discovering powers he doesn’t have the means of understanding or controlling because it’s just that bizarre and one of a kind. Maybe he can tap into the memories of ghosts when they are extremely emotional, something about having the human connection?
Hilarious quirks about being a half ghost, like Danny showing up in photos looking like a cryptic entity, being super silent, scaring the shit out of people. Fun ghost stuff.
The bullies need to have their character development moments!! They had so much potential for character growth and exploration. Topics like toxic masculinity, abuse and bullying could’ve been explored through them! GIVE THEM THE CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT THEY DESERVED
The friendship between Tucker, Sam and Danny being tested in the form of their own self reflection. People have also written good fanfiction about it, and the one I love the most is when Sam is being questioned about being friends with Tucker and Danny because of her favoritism towards unconventional-ism to spite her parents (Of course, Sam loves her friends with a passion). Or maybe when Danny has had a tough day (i.e getting found out by his parents and just showing up to Tucker’s home) and the two have no idea what to do, but in the end, they just needed to be there for Danny and likewise. Friendships like relationships are complicated. I would love to see these things being explored.
Danny’s ghost powers becoming a little more unpredictable in the later season. In relation to the earlier comment about ghosts obsession, ghosts can also become powerful with fickle emotion, especially aggression. Danny has always tiptoed the line of human and ghost, but when he gets too angry in a particular episode, he goes absolutely feral, intense ghost form and stuff. It’s a new thing he has to struggle with and it even makes him fear becoming ghost.
More Danny and Jazz moments, because siblings need so much screen time to annoy each other. But also, I would love moments where Jazz has Danny’s back and sometimes, covers up Danny’s disappearances in front of their parents with humorous excuses.
Danny’s secret is revealed to his parents in an unfavorable situation, and his parents struggle to accept and understand Danny’s revelation. Jack and Maddie have spent their whole lives thinking ghosts are bad, and the only way to solve a ghost problem is to shoot at it. With Danny, its a whole ‘nother stack of cards to deal with. From the fact that their son is no longer human, throwing a wrench into everything they know about ghosts, to holy shit, we actually killed our son. Maddie especially finds it harder to accept, believing that they need to help Danny get rid of his ghostly half, even if it meant destroying his core. But Danny doesn’t need help, he’s long accepted that he’s Halfa. Slowly, the Jack and Maddie learn to accept it, and a comically unsure about their jobs as ghost hunters.
Hey that movie about Planet something, never existed. Saving a planet from an asteroid is suppose to be the peak finale of Danny’s reveal to Amity Park as a half human half ghost?? Get outta here
Instead, let’s have a season finale of an epic ghost showdown that even Danny himself, will struggle terribly to defeat. He has to face off against a ghost that even with the help of his friends and his ghost powers, seems almost impossible. Even the ghosts of Amity Park are threatened if they ever get in their way of world domination, and they don’t hesitate to crush the cores of the ghosts. Its a culmination of the past relationships he has made with the ghosts, friends, family, allies, and even nemesis, working together to stop an ultimate evil. Because when he first faces off the ghost, he’s alone, and in their final showdown, he has people who will stick with him thick and thin. With everything he has learnt, struggled to control, and mastered his ghost powers, there is an epic showdown.
Trust me, I have so many ideas for the season finale showdown in my head. The ghost having the power to just grab and destroy a core, or control it. They have their ghost armada and they enjoy playing mind games, torment any poor soul who dares get in her way. Danny Phantom attempts to stop her in the ghost zone before she can enter the human world, but he gets absolutely destroyed, almost having his core taken from it and you can bet that shit will hurt like hell. He gets trapped in the ghost zone, too weak to make it back to the human world and alone, until Vlad of all ghosts, manages to fish him out of the ghost zone and Danny finds that the humans and ghosts have taken refuge from the big Ghost boss.
As much as I dislike Butch Hartman and his homophobic cowardly ass, make no mistake that he pioneered a generation of cartoon and art. He made a style uniquely distinct that even artists reference when it comes to character design. But his stories have so much potential that we can’t shy away from. We need more mature themes for kids to learn, more openly LGBTQ+ friendly episodes and of course, more diverse characters and cast.
Feel free to add more! There’s just so many ideas for a DP reboot, and they really are amazing
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Absurdism Chapter 9
It’s the Danny show today, featuring MVP of this chapter: Danny’s phone.
Rating: Teen/K+ (a lil swearing, because teenagers, man)
Warnings: -
Genre: Family, Hurt/Comfort
Additional Tags: Sibling Bonding, Family Bonding, Alternate Universe - Halfa Jazz AU, Jazz makes friends
[AO3] [FFN] [more Absurdism on Tumblr]
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Chapter 9: Doppelganger
Danny let loose a barrage of (low powered) ecto-blasts, watched as Jazz’ shield wavered but held. His core rumbled in his chest, proud.
Because, sure. His presence here wasn’t ideal, and he supposed it wasn’t strictly necessary either. Based on what he had seen, Jazz would’ve managed alright on her own, too. But he was here, wasn’t he? So he might as well help.
Plus, there were only so many situations in which he got to help, and he got rewarded by people actually liking him. As Phantom, he saved Amity’s people over and over and over, and what did he get? Hatred and vitriol. Even the few that liked him changed their minds on a whim, like when Walker—
Oh.
Like when Walker attacked with Wulf.
Danny had completely forgotten about Wulf in this universe. Jazz never went into the Zone, so she never got in Walker’s bad graces. Which meant that the prison ghost never sicced Wulf on her.
Uh. Well. That was… That was something he needed to deal with. This Wulf might not know him, but still. He couldn’t leave the ghost in Walker’s hands.
“What are you thinking about?” Jazz asked, her voice snapping him out of his thoughts.
“Huh?” he said, eloquently.
She rolled her eyes. “You zoned out on me. What were you thinking of?”
He debated not telling her, but… he would have to go in the Zone to free Wulf. She needed to know if he wasn’t around to fight ghosts for her.
Instead he shrugged, a sheepish smile on his face. “I just remembered something I did in my timeline that hasn’t happened in this one. So I, uh. Figured I should go do that.”
“Why would you do that, instead of me?” she asked, raising a skeptical eyebrow. “It’s my universe, isn’t it?”
Danny made a face. “I mean, yeah, but it’s… complicated. Look, Jazz, it was a really rough confrontation, and one you avoided in this universe.”
“Okay, so?” she challenged, crossing her arms and looking every bit the stubborn teenager she was.
“So,” he said, “it makes more sense for me to handle it than for you to handle it. Besides, in my timeline I wasn’t strong enough to win, and I’m not gonna make you go through the same.”
“If you weren’t strong enough then, what makes you so certain you are now?” Her eyes were narrowed, bright and set.
He rolled his eyes. “Because I’ve got two years of additional experience. It’ll be fine, Jazz. And even if it won’t be, I need you to stay here. In my original timeline I got Sam and Tucker to bail me out when I took too long. I need you to be that backup in this universe, alright?”
She glared at him for a moment, before inclining her head in a nod. “I guess. But I’ll need to know where you’re going, then.”
“Right. In the Ghost Zone, kinda close to the Fenton Portal, there’s this huge purple building. That’s Walker’s prison, and that’s where I’m going to free Wulf. If I’m not back for our next training session, I need you to come look for me there.”
Her eyes grew wide. “A prison?! You’re expecting me to break you out of a prison?”
“Well, yeah. It’s a Ghost Zone prison. Regular world stuff, including us in our human forms, can go right through it. Which is why I’m not expecting it to be much trouble, but, well.” He shrugged. “You never know with Walker.”
Jazz squinted at him, but nodded, slowly. “I guess,” she grumbled, low. “Go flail at Walker. And Phantom… Danny?”
“Yeah?” he asked, meeting her eyes. She barely called him Danny anymore, wanted to keep him and her own brother separate. It was saved, now, for the special moments.
“Stay safe,” she told him.
He grinned back. “I promise, Jazz. I’ll be back before you know it.”
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“Bye Mom, Dad!” Jazz yelled, and the front door closed. Danny peeked over the edge of the building he’d spent the night on, meeting her eye when she glanced up.
Jazz waved, a friendly gesture. Her eyes were narrowed, however, a warning. A non-verbal “stay safe”.
He waited for another moment or two before turning himself invisible. Go time.
Invisible, he left the roof. Phased through the walls and floors of FentonWorks until he reached the lab. It looked like his parents’ lab usually did; shiny chrome, with all kinds of half-assembled inventions scattered everywhere, and everything lit with the sharp white light of the ceilings lights, combined with the eerie green of the Portal.
Well, no time to get nostalgic and homesick. He had a job to do!
Determined, he pushed onward and through the Portal. The Ghost Zone was…
It was just like always, really. Maybe it was just because he didn’t go there all that often, but the place always looked the same to him. That’s kind of why he insisted on making maps, but he would just have to do without those for once. That would be fine, right? It was only one time.
It only took one time without supervision for him to get trapped in a different universe, his traitorous mind whispered to him. He ignored it.
Walker’s prison was pretty close to the Portal, but… but Danny didn’t want to go directly there. It was selfish, yes, but he wanted to see a little more of the Zone first.
Amity Park was always his home, but this Amity wasn’t his. He never felt quite right, quite at home. Always had to hide, stay out of sight. In the Ghost Zone, he could just be. No ghost would be able to tell that he didn’t belong, and even if they could, somehow? They wouldn’t care.
It was just… freeing. To go where he wanted to, and have no one care, not really. Because in here, the ghosts could tell how strong his core was. Most wouldn’t be eager to pick a fight with someone like him.
He flew, directionless and course-less. No destination in mind. Just flying for the sake of doing it.
Which, of course, was the moment he stumbled upon a familiar face.
The brakes of Johnny’s bike screeched as he tried to stop before hitting Danny, twisting the handlebars to dodge. Danny jerked himself the other way, but it wasn’t quite enough; his foot hooked on Johnny’s leg, forcing them both to a sudden stop.
Danny coughed, pushing himself back onto his feet. Johnny hadn’t fallen all the way down, but he was clinging onto his bike rather perilously.
“Shoot, sorry,” Danny apologized, one hand coming up to rub his neck. “Should’ve been paying a little more attention to where I was flying.”
Johnny squinted at him, a suspicious air about him. “Yeah, man. You lookin’ for more fights, or something?”
“No, just too caught up in my thoughts. Sorry.” He grinned sheepishly at Johnny, then realized… “Hey, where’s Kitty? Aren’t you two usually glued to each other’s sides?”
“How would you know?” Johnny asked, eyes narrowing even further. Then he scoffed, shook his head, and looked away. “If it matters, we’re fighting. Kitty’s jealous because I keep looking at other ladies even if we’re out together.”
“Ah.” Danny made a face and dropped his hand back to his side. “That’s… unfortunate. Not to get all up in your business or anything, but… have you tried talking it out? Communication is important, y’know.”
The biker ghost grumbled. “I don’t want relationship advice from a little punk like you. What’s it even matter to you? It’s not like we’re causing trouble in that city you and the girl are protecting.”
“You aren’t, no.” Danny finally placed this moment. If this matched with his universe, and chances were that it did, this was when Kitty overshadowed Paulina to make Johnny jealous. And he really didn’t want Jazz to deal with any of that—if she would even fall for it, knowing that it had happened to Danny. “Look, Johnny. I know Specter and I didn’t make a great impression when we met, but we’re not just fighting ghosts to protect humans. We want to make Amity a good place for everyone, and that includes you and Kitty whenever you come by. I don’t want you two to drag innocent humans into your fight, alright? Just talk it out like grownups, yeah?”
Johnny rolled his eyes. “Like grownups? You sound like a kid. How old do you think we are?”
“Not that old.” Danny shrugged. “Look, you get what I’m trying to say, don’t you? I might not look like it, but I know a thing or two about relationships. Talk with each other, and even if it doesn’t work out, at least you’ll know what’s up. Now you’re both agitated and frustrated and neither of you knows what’s up.”
“Ugh.” Johnny grunted. “Yeah, I guess that that makes sense.”
He settled back onto the bike properly, then leaned over the handlebars to point at Danny. “But I ain’t doing this for you, you hear me? I’m doing this for me, and for Kitty.”
“Of course,” Danny agreed peaceably. “Wouldn’t expect anything else.”
“You’d better believe it, punk.” Johnny squinted at him for a moment longer, but whatever he saw seemed to satisfy. His bike roared to life as Johnny drove off, following the narrow rocky pathways towards the Portal.
Danny watched him go for a moment, then heaved a steadying sigh. Well, that was one problem less for Jazz to deal with. But enough stalling; he should get going, before he runs into another (un)friendly face.
He made his way to the prison quickly, and then promptly realized that he hadn’t actually planned ahead this far. Well, unless you count “break in and free Wulf” as a plan, which… well. Danny might consider it a suitable plan, but Sam, and Tucker, and Jazz all keep telling him it’s not, so. Maybe he should plan ahead a little better.
The whine of a siren snapped Danny out of his thoughts and, oops. He probably should’ve moved a little further away from the prison he was trying to break into.
Some of Walker’s guards approached him, clubs raised threateningly. Danny’s muscles tensed, fingers balling into fists, energy pouring from his core.
But, no. He forcibly relaxed himself, let the guards drag him into the prison. Who needed to break into a prison, when you could just get brought into it? Sure, it was a little unconventional, but he managed to break free just fine in his own universe. The timing was a little off, but he was sure he could still count on the same ghosts.
Actually, that would explain why he hasn’t seen some of his regulars in a while. He had completely forgotten that Walker had arrested them in his timeline, and that they hadn’t gotten free until their mutual jailbreak.
Whoops.
Rather than face off against Walker, Danny is brought directly to the regular cells. Huh. Guess that he’s considered a regular rule-breaker now. More proof that Danny had so far been successful with hiding his half-ghost nature from the others, which was… good, probably? He wasn’t keen on Vlad figuring out that there were two half-ghosts around for him to convince.
It didn’t take long for the guards to return to bring Danny to the canteen and, ah. Yep. There were all those ghosts he’d been halfheartedly missing. He felt kind of bad—he should’ve remember sooner. None of these guys deserve to deal with Walker. Oh well. Live and learn, right? He could deal with the guilt later.
Danny quickly moved over, sitting down at the table with Skulker, Technus, Desiree, and the Lunch Lady. All four look rather confused to see him. Lunch Lady, especially, was squinting at him rather suspiciously.
“Whelp,” Skulker said, cautiously. “What are you doing here?”
“Organizing a jailbreak.” He shrugged, faux casual. “I could try to break in first, but, well. This was easier.”
Skulker nodded thoughtfully, but it was Desiree who spoke up, an odd tone to her voice. “You really are something else, aren’t you?”
“I try.” Danny grinned at her, then inclined his head towards Lunch Lady, remembering that they hadn’t met in this universe. “Hi, sorry, I don’t think we’ve met yet. I’m Phantom, and you’re the Lunch Lady, yeah? I heard about you from my sister, Specter.”
The suspicious expression faded from her face now that they had finally been introduced. She nodded back, hesitantly. “Yes. The girl, she was most helpful with fixing the menu.”
“Yeah, she’s good at that.” Danny turned back to the group as a whole, where Desiree nodded in agreement. “Anyway, like I was saying. Jailbreak. Any of you guys want to help?”
Skulker’s metallic face split in a ferocious grin, and Technus followed suit, baring his oddly angular teeth. Lunch Lady nodded forcefully, and Desiree gave an affirming smile as well.
All things considered, the actual jailbreak was almost laughably easy. Hell, Danny had managed it once while he was fourteen, and on much worse terms with these guys. Doing it now, with much better standings? Piece of cake.
They overwhelmed the guards quickly, storming through the prison’s hallways. Danny flew along for most of the way, until he reached the junction where everyone else would head to the exit.
“Skulker,” he called out, moving over to the empty pathway. “I’m gonna split. You guys stay safe, and remember Amity’s rules, yeah?”
Skulker, still grinning viciously, saluted him. “You have my respect, whelp. Don’t disappoint me.”
And with that, he turned around and re-joined the stream of escaping ghosts.
“Well, no point in stalling,” Danny muttered to himself, twisting towards the special holding cells again. “Let’s go, Fenton.”
He found Wulf’s cell easily enough, the hallways empty and abandoned. All guards must’ve gone to stop the massive outbreak. A lucky break.
Once Danny had located Wulf, he shifted back to human form. He could break Wulf’s cell door, but he was fairly sure that Wulf could escape himself once he was free of the collar and chains. No need to draw unneeded attention.
Danny phased through the door, shivering a little at the weird feeling. It was intangibility, sure, but it wasn’t quite right. It felt differently from regular intangibility. The lack of control, maybe?
It was dark in the cell; Danny could barely make out Wulf’s cowering shape. The ghost was curled up in the corner, his black fur lit jaggedly by the glowing chains around his wrists. Two bright green eyes peered out at him, but they were narrowed to slits. Wulf didn’t trust him.
That was okay, though. He could work with that.
Slowly he crept closer, knowing that Wulf couldn’t get away if he wanted to. Danny crouched in front of the ghost, reached out one hand, then paused. He doesn’t think he has enough power to break the collar in human form. He’ll have to shift, making Wulf the first full ghost in this universe to know that Danny is half ghost.
He swallowed away his hesitation, and backed up a few steps.
Light flashed, the cell lit up bright by his transformation. He tried to make it quick, as if he could coax his shift to do such things, but it wasn’t enough. Wulf had balled up even further, his ears flattened to his neck. Scared. Scared of what Danny might do to him.
Danny crept closer again, hands raised placatingly. He wished he knew more Esperanto, wished that he could assure Wulf of his intentions. Instead he had to settle for trying to emit reassurance, his core rumbling soothingly in his chest.
He didn’t know if it worked, or if Wulf was just too scared to fight back, but Danny got his hands on Wulf’s collar. He swallowed away the hesitation, the worry, and wriggled his fingers in the tight space between the metal and Wulf’s soft fur.
And he pulled.
Energy poured from his core, through his arms and his fingers. Sparked bright green, straight into the metal of the collar.
And he pulled.
With a hiss—or a sizzle—the collar released. It clattered onto the stone floor, emitting a shrill beep as it deactivated.
Wulf opened one hesitant eye, flicking it to the collar and then back to Danny. He tried to shoot the ghost a reassuring grin, taking his hands off of Wulf’s neck again.
Rather than try to puzzle out the Esperanto, he reached for the chains on Wulf’s wrists, pausing before he actually touched them. The wide green eyes followed his movement, and stilled for a moment.
Then Wulf nodded.
With this permission granted, Danny quickly stuck his fingers underneath the metal cuffs. These weren’t electronic, but pure ecto-steel. All he would need for these was a bit of pure ghost-powered strength.
The cuff tore open with the groan and creak of metal. Danny quickly moved over to do the same to the other cuff, freeing Wulf entirely.
When the second chain fell away, clanging against the back of the cell, Danny stood up. Backed away from Wulf again.
Wulf hesitantly raised up as well, shoulders drawn high and head held low. His ears were still flattened, and his tail twitched uncertainly.
The ghost licked his lips, then asked, haltingly, in Esperanto, “Why did you help me?”
“It’s a long story,” Danny answered with a shrug. Even if he wanted to explain, he couldn’t. He wasn’t that fluent in Esperanto. “But you are free now.”
“Free?” Wulf repeated, ears slowly rising up. His eyes seemed extra bright, now, and didn’t move away from Danny. His tail twitched more vigorously, like a restrained wag. “I… am free?”
“Well…” Danny shrugged vaguely, unsure of how to make it any more clear. “Uh, yeah.”
Realizing that he’d said the last in English, he instead settled for making vague shooing motions at Wulf.
This, at least, had some effect on the ghost. Wulf’s muscles coiled, and with a sudden twitch, he unsheathed his claws.
Except the ghost bounded forward, suddenly, lunging towards Danny. He had just a single moment of doubt, had he somehow misjudged this situation?, before Wulf’s furry arm wrapped around him, dragging him along. He could hear a tearing noise, and then suddenly the cell was gone.
Oh. Of course. Wulf had grabbed him and taken them outside Walker’s prison. That made perfect sense.
Wulf had perked up now that they were outside the prison—and the Ghost Zone as a whole—because he stood tall again, his ears perked up and his tail wagging.
“Tell the story?” Wulf asked, cocking his head at Danny. “Why did you free me?”
Danny hesitated, taking a moment to look around them. They seemed to be in the woods somewhere in the human world, but he didn’t know where, exactly. He turned back to Wulf with an apologetic face. “I don’t speak very good Esperanto,” he explained. “Sorry.”
He wished he could explain, though. Wulf already knew about him being half-ghost, and Danny was sure he could trust Wulf. And—
And Wulf could make portals between worlds. Maybe he could even make one home.
Danny’s core churned with an unnameable emotion. Pain, regret, guilt. Could he somehow…
With a flash, he shifted back to human form. He patted down his trousers, quickly, ignoring Wulf’s confused look.
There! Danny pulled his phone out of his pocket, holding down the power button. He had realized, very quickly after coming here, that his phone was almost completely useless. He could use it for entertainment, sure, but no one could call or text him, and he couldn’t charge it regularly enough for it to really be useful. So he had turned it off, intending to save the charge so he could call his friends when he got home.
He opened the internet browser, quickly navigating to Google Translate. His fingers darted over the keyboard, and when he was happy with his message, he clicked the translate button. It wouldn’t be perfect, sure, but hopefully it would get the message across.
“It is a weird complicated story,” his phone started reciting, and Wulf perked up even further. He crept in a little closer, focus entirely on the phone in Danny’s hand as it continued to speak. “I am actually from a different universe. I am half ghost, and I accidentally traveled through a portal to this world. In my own universe, we are friends. Walker tried to have you attack me, but my friends and I took off your collar, and you helped me protect my town. I know that you are not the same Wulf, but I wanted to help you anyway, to repay you for everything you have done for me.”
They waited in silence for a moment, then Wulf nodded, a grin appearing on his face. “I am glad,” he said, tail wagging energetically, “that in another universe, I have made a friend so good that it carried over to another world entirely.”
Danny didn’t quite understand that whole thing, but he thought he got the gist anyway. He grinned back. “Well, you’re my friend.”
“Still, I wish I could help.” Wulf flexed his paws, almost experimentally, but his grin faltered. “I wish I could open a portal home for you, but I can’t. Only between here and the Ghost Zone.”
His core stuttered, churned painfully. That figured. He hadn’t thought that Wulf could, not really, but still. It hurt.
“It’s not your fault,” he assured Wulf anyway, patting his massive furry forearm. “I’ll figure something out.”
“I still want to do something in return,” Wulf insisted, shoving his head against Danny’s shoulder. “Anything to help my friend.”
Well, now his core heaved for an entirely different reason. Danny moved his hand to Wulf’s forehead, thinking it over. With one hand, he tapped out a new message on his phone.
“There is one option,” it started, and Wulf’s ears twisted towards the phone again. “In this universe, someone else is half ghost in my place. My sister. She is just as young as I was, and has less support. I think she will be okay, but it would be nice to be sure.”
Wulf pulled his head away from Danny’s shoulder, nodding vigorously. “It would be my pleasure to watch over your sister in your stead.”
“Good.” Danny rubbed his hand through Wulf’s fur, rugged but surprisingly soft, considering the circumstances. “Thank you, Wulf.”
It would be good to know that Jazz was safe when he left.
If he ever got to leave.
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Harried footsteps echoed through the street as Danny turned down an alley. The heavy footfalls behind him continued; both Sam and Tucker wore boots instead of sneakers.
Light flashed in front of them, pale blue light bouncing off of the alley’s walls. Danny stopped, Sam and Tucker right behind him.
He cleared his throat, and the ghost mere feet away startled visibly. Its—his—bright green eyes shot upwards, towards Danny. The expression was so human, far more human than his parents’ research suggested. And it was undeniably guilty.
The ghost knew exactly who Danny was.
Slowly, the ghost clipped the Fenton Thermos in his hands back onto his white belt. From this close, Danny could tell that the entire outfit closely resembled the jumpsuit his parents had made for him, with the colors inverted. He wondered, darkly, how often the ghost had spied on them to mimic it so closely.
“Um,” the ghost said, then halted, like he hadn’t quite thought out what he actually wanted to say. He fidgeted with the cuff of one of his white gloves. His eyes, wide and unnaturally bright green, darted between the three humans opposing him.
“We need to talk,” Danny told him, trying to make it sound like a threat. They hadn’t brought anything to trap the ghost, and even if he appeared cornered, Danny knew he wasn’t. Intangibility was a bitch.
The ghost shifted, like he was strongly contemplating leaving. He grimaced. “Well, um. What about? It’s not like we’ve… met, ha ha.”
Really, he could not look any more awkward. It was almost impressive. If only the situation had been, well. Not this.
Danny glared at the ghost, and Phantom made a face. He didn’t leave.
“Don’t be an idiot,” Danny snapped. His nails dug into his palms as he clenched his fists. “I don’t know who you are, and quite frankly, I don’t give a fuck. You can haunt Amity Park all you want, and I wouldn’t give a single damn! But you’re messing with my sister, and I can’t let that fucking slide.”
Phantom shifted guiltily. He opened his mouth, but Danny cut him off before he could speak.
“I don’t want to hear it! Whatever dumb excuse you’re gonna give, I don’t want it. I know Specter is my sister, that she’s Jazz. I saw her go from human to ghost, when you two were fighting that shadow-y ghost. She was knocked out, you know that? And when she got up, she just went back out again, and I had to let her! Because I couldn’t tell her I know! Because you somehow convinced her that— that you’re her brother, or whatever!”
Phantom’s mouth tightened into a thin line. His eyes, still luminous and green, narrowed. He waited for several seconds after Danny stopped talking, before asking, caustic, “Are you finished?”
“No!” Danny snapped back. “You’re a fucked-up mess of a ghost, and you don’t even seem to realize how fucked up any of this is! You fucking modeled yourself after me, like an image of me as a fucking ghost! And somehow you convinced Jazz that you really are me, that you’re her actual brother, yet she barely talks to me. She probably spends more time with you than with me, because she doesn’t realize there’s a difference! And it’s your goddamn fault!”
The ghost lunged forward, and Danny’s heart stuttered, missed a beat. For a moment, he’d forgotten than he’d been yelling at a being strong enough to eviscerate him with barely any effort.
But Phantom didn’t cross the entire distance between them. He landed on the ground with such force that dust blew away, but without a single noise.
Light flashed through the alley again, bright white like lightning. It danced around Phantom, so blinding that Danny was forced to close his eyes. When it faded, when he could see again…
It was like looking in a mirror.
Phantom looked… human. His flesh was visibly warmer, the tone just slightly pinker, and his eyes were as sky blue as Danny’s own. His hair, previously white as snow, was now jet black. And his characteristic jumpsuit, the feature he seemed to have stolen right from the adult Fentons, had been replaced by clothes that could’ve been Danny’s own. A little more ragged than he would normally prefer them, sure, but still…
“Wow,” Sam breathed behind Danny, barely audible.
And the ghost—human?—smirked, wide and cocky. He threw out his hands demonstratively. “And that’s where you’re wrong! Because I am her brother, pal.”
Danny stepped forward before he really knew it, his hands wrapped up in Phantom’s shirt. It was like he was moving on auto-pilot, taking a backseat in the whole process.
His brain supplied, remarkably unhelpfully, that Phantom’s shirt felt oddly real. Not cold or slick like ectoplasmic clothing.
“You ain’t shit,” Danny growled in Phantom’s face, in that mirror image of his own. “You think you’re a big fucking deal, some kinda big savior, protecting our weak pathetic fleshy people from the ghost invasion, but you’re nothing. It’s all a fucking cover so no one can see the damage you’re really doing.”
Phantom’s eyes narrowed, the irises briefly flooding with bright green before they faded back to blue. “You don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said, coldly. His hands wrapped around Danny’s wrists. They were chilly, too cold. There was no force behind them.
“Don’t I? You’re out here, pretending to be Jazz’ brother, and you don’t expect me to be pissed about that? Shouldn’t you know better?” He let go of Phantom’s shirt. The last thing he needed was for the ghost to break his wrists when it got tired of being held.
“I’m not pretending,” Phantom hissed, eyes narrowed. “And I don’t give a damn about what you think of me. I’ve lived through the whole town hating me, through my own parents hating me. You’re nothing compared to all that.”
Sam scoffed, somewhere behind Danny, and he jerked. He’d almost forgotten that his friends were here, too.
“If you care so little about our opinions, why are you still here?”
Phantom’s mouth tightened again, his eyes darting over to Sam. His eyebrows were drawn together. He almost looked pained. “That’s… complicated.”
“More complicated than pretending to be Danny Fenton, son of avid ghost hunters?” Tucker asked, scathingly. “More complicated than pretending to be, what, half ghost?”
“None of that is pretend,” Phantom snarled. His eyes flickered green again as he clenched his fists. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yeah, because you’re not telling us, dude.” Tucker huffed, crossing his arms. His eyes were hard.
“I…” Phantom halted, then shook his head. “I can’t. I shouldn’t.” He refused to meet Tucker’s eyes. Or Sam’s.
He looked uncomfortably human.
“You gotta tell us something,” Danny snapped at the ghost. Because that’s what Phantom was. Just a ghost. “You’re messing with my sister. And even if you’re not actively pretending to be me, well. I find it hard to believe that you’re missing the implications here.”
Phantom snorted. “I’m not an idiot, yeah. Why do you think no one but Jazz has seen me like this yet?”
Some cold burrowed in Danny’s chest. No one but Jazz. So that meant that Jazz had seen it. Had seen Phantom pull off a shift so similar to her own, which had made him look just like Danny.
“No one but Jazz, and now us,” Sam pointed out. “Why break the pattern for us?”
Phantom shrugged. His eyes had moved over to Sam, but he dragged them back to Danny almost immediately. “I fucked up.”
“So now what?” she asked, crossing her arms as well. “Are you finally going to tell us why this is all so complicated? Or are you going to continue pretending Tucker and I don’t exist?”
The ghost flushed, suddenly, his shoulders coming up. Somehow, against all logic, it was red.
Ghosts were supposed to flush green, weren’t they?
“It’s—”
“Complicated?” Tucker finished for him, dryly. “Try something new, man.”
“I’m…” Phantom paused again, then sighed. His shoulders sunk down like the weight of the world was on him. He looked so forlorn that Danny almost felt guilty.
Phantom reached into one of his pockets, producing a mobile phone. It looked remarkably modern, if a little scuffed up. Was that stolen?
It was quiet for a few moments as Phantom messed around with the phone. Finally, however, he seemed satisfied. He held it out towards the three of them.
Sam and Tucker leaned in closer, and Danny took the phone from Phantom. On the screen was a photo of… the three of them. But not one they had taken, he was sure. They were in his parents lab, he thought, and they were all smiling.
“Keep scrolling,” Phantom said. Danny did.
The next photo was of just Sam and Tucker. They were still in the lab, and both holding ecto-weaponry. In front of them was some sort of shooting range, with shots clustered on two of the targets. They looked like they were arguing, but it was good-natured.
They definitely hadn’t taken this photo. How had Phantom gotten it? Were there more shapeshifting ghosts like him?
Danny’s stomach squirmed. Sam reached over his hands to click over to the next photo. Sam stood impassively, arms crossed, watching Tucker. Tucker, who seemed to be holding an energetic conversation with an enormous bipedal wolf. A ghost wolf.
“Keep going,” Phantom instructed, quietly.
It was the three of them again, except… except Phantom was there, instead of Danny. His green eyes were scrunched up, his smile wide. Sam and Tucker, on either side of him, were grinning equally widely. A smear of green ectoplasm sat on Sam’s cheek, but she didn’t seem to care.
“You’ll know,” Phantom told them, and his voice was almost impossible to make out over the rushing sound in Danny’s ears. The phone shook with such force that he could barely hit the button to move over to the next picture.
It was a picture of the living room of their house. Jazz sat on the couch, a book held loosely in her hand. She wasn’t looking at it, though. No, she was looking at Danny, who seemed to have fallen asleep next to her. He leaned against her, his head on her shoulder. Danny looked about sixteen, the right age, but Jazz…
Jazz looked like she was eighteen.
Phantom took the phone back from Danny’s stiff fingers. “Like I said. Complicated.”
“What the hell, dude.” Tucker blinked at the two of them, at Danny and at Phantom. “What the fuck was that?”
The ghost shrugged loosely. “I’m sure you can figure that out yourself.” He pressed the power button on his phone, then stuffed it back in his pocket.
“So you’re, what. From another universe?” Sam asked. Her voice was a mixture of disbelief and awe, Danny thought, but it was hard to say for sure.
“Basically.” Phantom shrugged. He seemed awkward, now, but no closer to fleeing than he was at the start. “I kind of… accidentally came here. Portals in the Ghost Zone can lead to any point in time, but apparently to different worlds as well. I… didn’t realize. Didn’t realize I wasn’t home until I met… Jazz.”
“So you lied to her.” Danny frowned at him. It sounded… well, like bullshit, but he supposed it was possible. He couldn’t think of a more likely explanation, at least. “You made her believe that you were me.”
“No,” Phantom denied immediately, shaking his head. “No, never. I told her the truth from the start. She knows I’m not you. I’m just training her, just her mentor.”
“Then why does she barely spend time with me anymore? Why does she spend more time with you than with me?”
“You think she enjoys that?” Phantom made a face, lip curled in… disgust? “Fuck, dude. She’s been trying to spend time with you for ages. She hates that she’s spending more time with me than with you. She doesn’t even call me Danny, only Phantom. It’s not me, it’s you.”
Danny’s heart felt like it stopped, like it had turned into a clump of ice lodged in his chest.
“So if Jazz isn’t trying to use you as a replacement for her brother, why is she spending so much time with you?” Sam asked while Danny was still trying to process this revelation.
Phantom rolled his eyes, then raised a hand. Blue light flashed, and then suddenly he had… something. Was twirling something smooth and shiny between his fingers. Ice? Ice was something Phantom could do, right? “If you suddenly became half-ghost, and ran into a half-ghost version of someone you knew, a half-ghost with two-and-a-half years of experience, wouldn’t you spend time with them?”
He clenched his fist, and suddenly the ice was gone. Phantom’s hand wasn’t even wet. “I offered to teach her while I was around, and I help fight ghosts so she’s not as overwhelmed as I was. And the timelines seem pretty similar so far, so I know roughly what’s coming up, and I can help her figure out the tougher ghosts.”
“You’re a source of information,” Tucker said, understanding in his voice. Realization dawned on Danny, too. Phantom wasn’t a replacement; he was the half-ghost equivalent of a library. Jazz didn’t get comfort from him because he was family, but because he knew.
“Yeah, basically.” Phantom shrugged, but he didn’t seem as tense anymore. “And backup. I had… well, you two. If I ever got in over my head, I was backed up by my Sam and Tucker, and later on, by my older sister Jazz as well. But your Jazz, this Jazz, she doesn’t have that.”
“But what about your own world?” Sam narrowed her eyes at Phantom, considering. “If you were the only half-ghost there, shouldn’t you go back? Don’t they miss you?”
Phantom clicked his tongue. “I can’t. Portals in the Ghost Zone are unreliable, so I have no way of making sure I get there. It’s better if I stick around here, where I have some system in place, and where I can help. Plus, if I stay in one place I’ll be easier to find.”
“I’m not saying that Sam and Tucker aren’t great,” Danny said, past the emotions still lodged in his throat, “But are you really expecting those two to find you in a different universe?”
Sam scowled at him, and the itch in his neck made him suspect that Tucker was doing the same from behind him. What? He was just being realistic!
“Them, or Jazz.” Phantom shrugged at his incredulous look. “There’s this invention that can track me to bizarre extents. Jazz once used it to send me a message while I was ten years in the future. And if that doesn’t work, I have a ghost ally who owns an enchanted map, which can find portals to anywhere and anywhen you want, as long as it’s in the Ghost Zone.”
A heavy silence fell. Apparently Danny wasn’t the only one who saw the problem with that.
“So then why aren’t they here yet?” Tucker finally asked, conceding defeat. “You’ve been here for weeks, man.”
Phantom’s shoulders sunk down even further, his face falling. “Yeah,” he agreed. “I know.”
“So… now what?” Sam frowned at Phantom. “You’re just gonna stay here indefinitely?”
“Might as well.” Phantom sighed, heavy and exhausted. “Like I said, there’s no point in going looking for a portal back. Wulf can’t make a portal like that, and Frostbite only let me use the map because I fought the Ghost King. I haven’t done that in this universe, so there’s no way he’ll trust me with that priceless artifact.”
“Sounds rough.” Tucker threw a look at Danny, then Sam, then Phantom again. “Can we help? You, or Jazz?”
Phantom shrugged once more. “I mean, I don’t know. My Jazz figured out my secret at the same time as you guys figured out Jazz, but she held off with telling me because she figured I could manage with Sam and Tucker. It wasn’t until that time traveling thing during the CAT test that she dropped enough of a hint for me.”
“Alright, well…” Danny took a deep fortifying breath. “How about this. You keep up your training with Jazz, but stay in touch with us. I want to know what’s going on, and I want to keep an eye on you. If she looks like she needs us… needs me, we’ll tell her we know. Until then…”
“You want to get closer again.” Phantom nodded, and Danny was startled at how understanding he seemed. “Hey, don’t give me that look. I grew apart from my older sibling too, when I became half-ghost. Then we suddenly got closer again, after she figured me out.”
“Oh.” Danny licked his lips. He wasn’t sure if it was meant to be comforting, but… it made him feel better anyway. Knowing that even Jazz, perfectly brilliant human being, had made this mistake.
There was still room for things to get better.
“Well, let us know if you need anything,” Sam insisted. “As you probably know, I’m rich. I could easily hide you in our mansion if you need to sleep somewhere that isn’t a rooftop, or whatever you’ve been doing so far.”
That startled a laugh out of Phantom. “Jazz has been letting me use her bed while she’s at school,” he admitted, grinning weakly. “But thanks, I might take you up on that. I’ve gotten seriously nocturnal though, fair warning.”
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ok how bout this: Danny phases into the Helicarrier when S.H.E.I.L.D finally decides to check on Amity. Fury goes "how did you find us kid? we have the best cloaking system in the-" "ok but that doesn't mean much when your turbines are so LOUD ANYONE WOULD HEAR YOU COMING THREE MILES OFF". then he raids the cafeteria while Fury sputters and Barton dies laughing.
Nick Fury had his work cut out for him. He and the rest of his crew were currently flying over Amity park, a small town in Illinois where a so-called ghost superhero hung around and dealt with the infestation of spirits. he had been getting reports of these ghosts for years, but he had passed it off as a tourist trap. But last week the entire town had disappeared, buildings and all, so he thought he’d take a look.
He was expecting a few things from this trip. The appearance of the ghost hero, destruction of some section of the town. Hell, maybe even a ghost. But so far nothing like that was happening. There was no ghost or ghost hero, no destruction of property. Hell, not even a cry for help. But this did not deter Fury. He knew how to be a patient man and bide his time until the right moment.
What he was not expecting was some scrawny, white haired kid appearing out of thin air.
His men reacted at once, pulling out their guns and aiming at the floating figure, who looked more bored than anything as he looked down at his small army. His blazing green eyes found Nick’s almost instantly, and Nick could feel the temperature in the room drop as the kid got closer to him.
“Who are you?” He asked. His voice echoed slightly, and with him floating this close Nick could see the green freckles that dotted the boys face.
“We have some of the highest quality technology on the planet, so I suggest you tell us how you knew we were here,” Nick replied calmly.
“Dude,” the kid said, scoffing, “for as high tech as this junk is it is not quiet at all. I heard you from literally miles away, and you expect me not to check it out? Who are you guys?”
“Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. And you are?”
“Name’s Phantom. And if you’re here about the ghosts you can just turn around and leave, I have it under control.”
“In my experience,” Nick started walking around Phantom in slow circles, and Phantom turned to keep his eyes on Fury. “I have seen mass murderers, evil government organizations, Nazis, aliens, and Hulk. Ghost, on the other hand, have never had the pleasure of dealing with. So why is it that in fifty years of being in the job, I’m just now meeting one.”
“Dude, they’re ghosts. Ghosts can turn invisible, or they’re too weak to make themselves visible. Or people just refuse to believe. But if you’ve seen aliens I hope your mind is open enough to realize you’re having a conversation with one right now.”
“Oh, I’m open minded. Now, what did you mean by you have the ghost situation taken care of?”
“Well, ghosts have been haunting Amity for years. I beat the tyrannical king that rose from his everlasting sleep in his sarcophagus and now I’m trying to work out a peace treaty between ghosts and humans.”
“It sounds like there’s quite a lot of politics in this ghost stuff.”
“That’s because there is.It’s a long and boring process of getting everybody to agree, and the Observants hate agreeing with me, even when they think I’m right. The whole treaty keeps getting pushed back because they’re to chicken to sign the damn thing.”
“Sounds like you have a lot on your plate.”
“I would have even less if you went back to New York. In terms of superpowered disasters I’d guess that they have the worst track record.”
And with that, he dove through the floor and back to his town.
The next day Danny told Tucker and Sam everything, and while they had a minor freak-out moment because of the possible consequences of dissing a high government official like Fury, they wholeheartedly agreed that it was not only the right thing to do, but completely badass as well. This made Danny very happy.
Over the course of the next few weeks he noticed that there were almost no ghosts around anymore. It had gotten tot he point where he skipped a couple nights of patrol so he could study. A few of them, like the Box Ghost, made there way through the portal, but they always went back willingly. Except for the Box Ghost, who, after being thrown back in for the millionth time, mentioned that no matter what Fury said, he was his own ghost who didn’t need to take any orders from anyone.
Danny didn’t sleep a wink that night. Instead, he told Sam and Tucker that Fury was behind the lack of ghosts. After a long, heated discussion they agreed that tomorrow, since it was in the middle of spring break, Danny would go to New York and find Fury, while Sam and Tucker looked after Amity.
It took him two days to fly there, and another one to find them, because after almost a month they had finally gotten a quieter ship. Danny would be surprised if he hadn’t pointed it out to them beforehand.
Just like last time, he was greeted with a multitude of weapons being pointed at him, but also like last time, Fury showed no shock. He was calm as he turned to stare up at Danny.
“Hello, Mr. Fenton. What do I owe the pleasure?”
Danny would have been shocked about Fury knowing his real name if it weren’t for the fact that they were a super secret spy-themed branch of the government. He thinks he would be disappointed if Fury hadn’t looked into him and done his homework.
“What deal did you make with the ghosts?” He asked.
“I politely asked them to back off so you could study. I know your grades are starting to slip again.”
“Wow, I didn’t peg you for a stalker, Fury.”
“I’m just keeping tabs on the people I want to help. And boy, do you need it. Listen, I want you to go out there and be a kid. Stress over exams, have some little crushes, go to a party, I don’t care. But you should leave the weight of the world on our shoulders, not yours.”
“What’s the catch?” Danny asked. He appreciated the sentiment, but he knew Fury was going to use this as an opportunity for a favor later on.
“If something...Catastrophic happens...Something that could possibly end the world...I want you to fight by our side. We’ll need every hand on deck, and yours seem pretty capable. So, we have a deal?”
Danny really didn’t have a lot of difficulty making his decision. With everything that was happening, having the ghosts back off would be a blessing. And if something so catastrophic it was world-ending happened, he would probably be in the fight anyway.
“I’ll be on the front lines, waiting for you to get your ass there too, Fury.”
And with that, he gave a two-fingered salute and dove through the floor again.
Fury smiled, and looked out at the setting sun over the water, glad that he was able to call someone as powerful as Phantom his ally.
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Episodes Of (or Things In) Dude! That's My Ghost! I Want But Will Never Have (in no particular order)
Billy getting captured at the end of an episode by Madame X and the next episode, Spencer goes to rescue him all by himself, evading and outsmarting crazy cartoon boobytraps like a boss.
Spencer getting hurt and Billy absolutely loosing his shit bc no one hurts his brotato aight? No. One.
Spencer and Billy needing to go to Madame X for help and her requesting something from Billy as payment like a creeper creep.
Billy actually figuring out how to ghost good.
Billy temporarily being brought back to life and trying to resume his old life, but slowly realizing its not the same and he likes being a ghost better.
Madame X Character Builder Episode.
Time travel episode or Alternate Universe episode where Billy and Spencer need to deal with an Alive!Billy who's somehow even more dramatic than his ghost self. Bonus: Both Billy's can't stand one another bc they both think the other is too egotistical.
PREQUEL EPISODE GODDAMMIT SHOW ME HOW BILLY AND SPENCE MET
Danny Phantom Crossover episode. ir two. or twenty.
Camping episode where they come across something that goes bump in the night and it turns out to be another supernatural, ideally another ghost. Preferably a "wild" one who's been dead and alone for so long they don't remember how to behave in social situations. Bonus: They're better at being a ghost than Billy and that irritates him.
Spencer getting involved with a singing contest and singing one of Billy's songs to win. Perhaps introduces a formal rival of Billy's as a new antagonist who wants to take everything away from Spencer and slander Billy's reputation.
Spencer going on a class trip to somewhere and disaster striking. The main school cast needs to work together to get back home, with Spencer spearheading everything due to his knowledge of stuff and Billy's help. A lot of arguing with Ponzi until Spencer eventually proves hes better suited to lead. Optional: they get stuck in knockoff Ghost Zone.
Alternative: Spencer (and Billy) “winning” a trip to another country and getting into an accident, leading to them being stranded in the middle of nowhere bc the trip was actually a plot by the Rival. Spencer takes this opportunity to film a horror music video, Blare Witch-style, which he then makes an original song for with Billy’s help to get back at the rival.
Billy learns how to become visible to everyone, but can't figure out how to turn back invisible and everyone freaks out about seeing a ghost. Spencer (and friends) has to help him hide the entire Episode.
Billy possessing Spencer, and being unable to figure how to get back out. The two have to exist in the same body for an entire day.
Alternative: Billy and Spence somehow switch places, with Spencer being trapped in Billy's body and and Billy being trapped in Spencer’s.
Collection quest series of episodes, preferably a ghostly artifact or important item(s) of Billy’s that was stolen.
Typical "honey i shrunk the kids" episode where Billy/Spence gets shrunk and The Other needs to figure out how to restore him to his proper size. Bonus: Spence traps MiniBilly in a cup when Billy starts throwing a diva fit.
More episodes focusing on Wild Ghost and Pissy Rival, the specifics of which i can't think of rn. Lolo would prolly have a crush on Rival.
Billy stumbling into a section of the Ghost Zone (or a knockoff version, preferably purple and black) thru a natural portal and being scared by the amount of ghosts. He needs to find his way back home.
With the addition of Knockoff Ghost Zone, Billy and Spence going exploring. Billy finds a ghost guitar that amplifies his abilities and functions similar to Ember's. Optional: the addition of a ghostly antagonist who will stop at nothing to steal Spencer’s living body.
The revelation of another relative of Billy who's involved with things. Preferably Billy's newly discovered father.
An episode focusing on Rajeev and Shanilla, another one focusing on Lolo.
Bobby returning, either as an antagonist or hesitant ally. Confirmation that he’s a mimicking ghost bc honestly that’s just cool.
Billy's body is stolen, and Spencer initially blame's Madame X but it turns out she's equally pissed off at the thief bc how dare someone disrupt her idol's corpse who does that.
Three words: Board Game Ghost. Preferably with inspiration from Board James.
Billy's father learning about his ghost and the two being forced to collaborate. Billy is Not At All Happy about it. Preferably leads to an emotional outburst from Billy about him hating his father bc he wasn't there. Bonus: a conversation with Spencer in a later episode that hints at the fact that the father blames himself for Billy’s death.
Billy getting stuck in a video game, and Spencer needs to help him cheat in order to get back out.
Billy's ectoplasm turning the fallowing into monsters with the typical shenanigans occurring: Wendy, an intelligent bird, a cat, a spider, a dinosaur skeleton, a doll, and Jessica.
An Episode where Billy and Wild Ghost's ectoplasm get accidentally merged and creates a new ghost bc honestly, that just sounds logical. Billy makes it a point to assure Spencer, Rajeeve and Shanilla that the new entity is NOT his kid, despite it absolutely being basically his kid. No one’s fooled.
Another episode where Spencer and others need to become ghosts for some reason. Preferably includes Lolo bc that would be hilarious.
Billy learning how to use songs to do ghost stuff.
A GDAMN MUSICAL EPISODE I MEAN C'MON BILLY'S A MUSICIAN I FEEL CHEATED, SHOW
A Hanukkah episode bc Billy's prolly Jewish and also there's too many Christmas episodes from other cartoons.
Billy organizing a party for Spencer's birthday and shenanigans happening to keep it a secret from him.
Literal vampire and werewolf episodes pls.
Maybe a real zombie? Spencer would flip his lid. Bonus: He’s the smartest, most well spoken and obsessively clean character bc that’s just funny to me.
Evil Overgrown Plant due to Billy's ectoplasm episode. Title is required to be a pun of Little Shop of Horrors. Must have no less than five plant puns.
Episode where Billy and his kid need to deal with each other and the kid tries his best to impress Billy to no avail. his attempts result in imminent disaster, from which Billy saves him then later denies he did it out of worry.
Crossover episode where Danny and Billy get displaced to each other's worlds. Spencer needs to deal with Danny and Billy needs to protect Amity Park. Optional: Vlad tries to pull one of his plots but Billy annoys him too much. Bonus: Billy just keeps swiping Vlad’s football stuff and untying his hair.
Wild Ghost accidentally makes Spencer a demonic being with her ectoplasm (It’s more volatile than Billy’s which is why it would affect humans like that?) and Rajeeve and Shanilla need to work with her to return him to normal before he trashes the Cobra Mansion completely.
Crossover episode where Ponzi (or another antagonist) calls the Fenton's to Beverly Beverly High bc he figures out Billy's a ghost and wants to get rid of him. Danny can see Billy without a personal item due to being half ghost.
Family Vacation episode including Billy's dad, Wild Ghost, and Kid.
Billy and his antagonist rival need to team up for some reason.
A lot of scenes of Wild Ghost just....floating upside down. Running gag with Spencer turning her right back up, occasionally only for her to flop right back upside down again after he leaves.
Spencer being put into a stereotypical insane asylum bc Ponzi thinks he’s crazy for talking to himself (and it also gets Spencer out of the school) and all three of the ghosts have to help break him out.
Billy breaking a wall down with his guitar bc they’re trapped somewhere despite the fact that Spencer just lockpicked the lock door open.
#I just....have a lot of feels for this show rn#If I had any mental stability i'd totally make this an entire fanfic with each episode being a chapter#But i don't#So I can only weep and wonder what could have been.#Dude That's My Ghost!#DTMG#Billy Joe Cobra#Spencer Wright#Ghost#Cartoon
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Remember the Ask about what "The Fairly OddParents" would be like as a Disney movie? Well, what if "Danny Phantom" was a Disney movie? Would Paulina or Dora be the traditional Disney Princess? Would Valerie or Ember be the modern go-getting Disney Princess? Would Sam openly mock all the Disney tropes? Would Cujo be the goofy animal sidekick? Would Jack and Maddie die, as Disney parents are wont to do? Would Danny and Jazz's sibling bond save the day, à la "Frozen"? And what would Youngblood do?
Hmm….. Jack and Maddie probably wouldn’t die. They’re among the most involved parents in the cartoon world, and too much would be lost if they were removed. They’d stay as they are, but there would a big overarching plot. They’re dragging Jazz and Danny out to vacation somewhere for the summer (to a ghostly location, of course) and that’s when the adventure kicks in.
I’m thinking a movie in a “contemporary sci-fi” setting. So no princesses in the overworld, but maybe Dora would be princess of the Ghost Zone, or at least a large portion of it. Dani could be a princess too, and maybe Vlad a king? Rich guy by day, king by night, with an adopted daughter he’s trying to use but is planning to kill before she can ever attempt to take his throne.
It would be hard to wrap the entire Jazz plotline into a single movie, but she’d find about Danny’s powers within the first twenty minutes and certainly help him towards the end. Presumably she’d take a damaging blow to the shoulder or legs right before Danny has to face the Big Bad (Vlad, in this case)
And… maybe Dani and Valerie would stay behind to protect her from a hoard of encroaching Ghosts (and stall the Ghosts from reaching Danny). Too many for Danny to wipe out quickly, so he has to make a move towards Vlad before Vlad puts his scheme into action. Which of course Vlad is in the process of doing right then.
Youngblood would have been like, the opening scene enemy that Danny was fighting (he already having his powers when the movie begun, and revealing his backstory as the movie progresses). He’d have his pirate ship and made his escape and left Danny bruised and exhausted (creating conflict when he goes home and has to avoid letting his parents and Jazz find out what he was doing).
Halfway through the movie, Danny would see Youngblood’s ship again, and threaten him to give him, Dani, and Valeria a ride through the Ghost Zone. Most likely, Youngblood would do so, but steer them into an area where he had lots of skeleton friends whom he’d then order to attack. Danny, Dani, and Val would then part ways with Youngblood here as they take off running…
Something like that, I think. We start with Sam and Tucker supporting Danny in a fight against Youngblood (who gets away with hardly a scratch like at the start of “Pirate Radio”), then being exhausted and falling asleep while doing homework, going to school, getting into a fight with Skulker, Val shows up and the two figure out each other’s identities (or more likely, Val reluctantly agrees to work with Phantom), and Skulker drops a clue that hints at Vlad’s plan. Jazz probably witnessed the battle à la “My Brother’s Keeper”.
Danny comes home and his parents want to go on vacation, Danny convinces them to go to the place that Skulker’s clue points to, (his parents are resistant at first until Jazz jumps in and supplies information about how this place is so totally haunted and Jack agrees immediately). I guess… Tucker and Sam (and Sam’s faithful puppy Cujo) come along for goth/tech/permission to join the Fentons on a family roadtrip reasons.
During their trip, Vlad sends Dani to spy on the Danny, and she decides to test him by roughing him up. This plays out like the first half of “Fenton Menace”, but with Dani instead of Youngblood. Dani does a lot of damage to Danny, but Valerie sweeps in to help, I suppose? After the two take down Dani, she does the “I’m on your side and I want to stop my dad” thing. She reveals stuff about Vlad’s plan and they agree to help her.
Dani probably lured Valerie after her deliberately, and Valerie tailed her the entire time. During the night, while the others are camping (Valerie by herself b/c she can’t tell the Fentons she showed up a few hundred miles from Amity Park), Dani leads Danny, Val, Sam, and Tucker to a suspicious location near the campsite. Jazz, who had never followed asleep because she suspected her brother was up to something (and she suspects he’s Phantom but might not have full proof yet), tags along from a distance. This turns out to be good, because Dani led the others directly into a trap. While the room fills with water/flames/etc., Dani fights Danny and Val, taunting them that they can’t stop her AND save Tucker and Sam. She’s right, so Danny and Val save Tuck and Sam while Dani escapes.
Dani runs straight into Jazz, who blasts her with some ghost weapon. This is when Jazz reveals she knows about Danny’s ghost powers and wants to help. They try questioning Dani, but she ends up escaping, and the others go back to bed.
In the morning, Jack and Maddie explore the suspicious locations they came here to see while the others follow, searching for clues. They end up finding one and somehow determine that Vlad (who would have made an appearance at the beginning of the movie as the suspicious mayor or even as someone Danny was fighting) is going to try taking over the world from some location on the opposite side of the world. The team are wondering how they’ll get there when they hear Dani’s voice and find that Youngblood has captured her and taken her prisoner (in the process, revealing that Dani is a princess and worth a lot of ransom. Or, he thinks she’s pretty. Both, maybe.)
This is when the team exhorts a ride out of Youngblood, who opens a portal to the Ghost Zone because he can totally do that. Dani is still a prisoner who refuses to navigate, and now Y.B. is upset because he just got beaten up, but he acts like he’s helping Danny because he doesn’t want the world destroyed or whatever.
As said above, Youngblood drives pretty far through the Zone before he gets his goons to chase off Danny and his crew. They leave without Dani, but Danny realizes he’s too moral for that and goes back for her. This is the last time Youngblood’s seen in the movie, unless he appears in some celebration at the end when the world is saved.
Youngblood brought them near Dora’s kingdom, so everyone rests. Dani is still tied up and very argumentative, but she can’t escape because Val has a blaster pointed at her constantly, I guess. Dora gives everyone some food… She probably has the team complete a task for her (like helping her get rid of her cruel brother, and maybe Skulker and Technus make cameos here?) before she gives them the last information they need to stop Vlad.
Oh, I know! Dora tells them that the nearest portal is in a human high school. So, the team has to get past Poindexter, and perhaps even the Lunch Lady. Oh yeah, and the Box Ghost would have shown up earlier in the movie (maybe he and Youngblood were in the opening together, fighting over supply crates at the Amity Park dock warehouse).
They’re on the opposite side of the world now, so it’s probably night again for them (not much time has passed back with their parents, who haven’t realized they’re gone). Poindexter has been pacified, but the team still has to get to Vlad. Actually, Vlad probably shows up to check on them, frees Dani, and destroys several weapons and scatters the team. He tries to use Dani to fight the team, but this goes about as well as it does in “Kindred Spirits”, and Dani does her “You are not the boss of me!” bit.
So now Dani’s on their side. Technus and Skulker are closing in, along with some other baddies from the series. Jazz has been hurt and the others stay to defend her while Danny chases after Vlad and they have their final showdown. Vlad’s plan was either about making it easier for Ghosts to leave the Zone, or sealing it off so humans weren’t coming through it anymore, depending on what society is like during this movie (Ghost Zone tourism, anyone?)
My guess would be that Vlad was trying to hold all portals open permanently (because maybe only unreliable portals existed) and Danny stops him by sealing him in the Ghost Zone. This then stops a lot of Ghost activity and leaves he and Dani as the last ghosts in the real world…
… Or so he thinks, until some baddies who weren’t inside the Zone when it sealed arrive to remind them that their work is far from done. And although the team gulps at the daunting task ahead of them, saving humans from ghosts is what they do and what they love.
They also have a really long way to get back home since they can’t shortcut through the Zone anymore but hey, that’s what flying friends are for.
#Anon#asks#Going Ghost!#Main Phantom trio#The Val gal#Melting clone daughter#YOUNGBLOOD!#For some reason I can totally make up these kinds of plots in just a few minutes#but I struggle for years with my own#I kinda cheated b/c portal travel so
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