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A Phantom Adopted
Murder Misery
A devil and a priest go on the hunt, while a late fee collector and his cousins withdraw from attempting to teach a 15-year-old baby. discussions are had, plans are made.
Ao3
One would expect that a soul-sucking shadow demon would be somewhat difficult for people not particularly well versed in tracking others down to find - even more so considering that Leicoâs attempt to scry her failed him. Still, it turned out that feeding on misery in order to sustain oneâs looks made one unpopular, and so finding Penelope Spectra was no challenge. The irritating part was merely that she had someone with her.
A green blob with red eyes, claws, and a fanged mouth arched a brow that wasnât there a moment ago at them, looking wholly unimpressed. A corpse-pale woman wearing a cropped black shirt and black pants covered in green flame accents turned around to look at them both, purple lips pulling back to reveal a smile full of fangs.
âMy my, it appears someone went about seeking us out, Penelope. We donât get many clients who want us, do we?â
âNo, we donât. I assure you, gentlemen, that Iâll be perfectly able to help you through whatever it is that youâve got going on in those little heads of yours.â
Leico reached under his cloak, pulling from behind him a silver mace that hummed with power. Duncan pulled out his pistol, disabling the safety heâd installed after one too many close calls with drunken family.
âYou can help me by sitting still and letting us purge you from existence.â
âYou can help me by giving me a moving target.â
Five cracks rang through the air as bullets, engraved with infernal sigils, flew and dug into the pair of ghosts with lightning speed and deadly precision. Duncan grinned at the pair, 3 holes blasted into Spectra and 2 splatters of goo flung from Bertrandâs gelatinous form.
The grin fell and a yelp escaped him as the blob took on the form of a large cat of some kind, and claws sliced into his tail as Duncan tried to dodge out of the way. Wonderful to learn that one of his opponents could change form like that, very nice.
âWhat violent little men you are! You are men, arenât you, not a pair of monsters trying to make themselves-AH!â
Bertrand was forced back rather quickly when Leicoâs hand, wreathed in blinding grey light, slapped the shapeshifter in the center of his body and over half of it was burned away by the light. The warbling screech Bertrand made as he retreated was music to Duncanâs ears, and he fist bumped Leico while Bertrand turned into a small bird.
A crackling bolt of violet light flew toward them and the brothers jumped away, putting some space between themselves. Grey-violet-green light swirled into a ball in his hand, a veritable maelstrom of color, and scoffed at Spectra.
âMay your soul face proper judgment at the hands of the Queen.â
âThe only Queen I answer to is myself, you pest!â
Spectra rose into the sky, as much as it was the sky, and raised a wall of ectoplasm. The bolt of holy light pierced it like a rocket through glass, and with a flare of incandescence and a hellish wail, Penelope Spectra was nothing more than a wispy ball of shadow floating aimlessly through the void.
Bertrand flew after the core, hoping to fly his oil stain of a mistress away from the battle.
CRACK
Metal coated in literal hellfire slammed through Bertrandâs wing, and he lost hold of his falcon form.
CRACK
Pain became his world and Bertrand was reduced to naught but his core, the ectoplasm around him too thick with holy and infernal magic from their attackers to pull into himself, to build a new body. That was fine, he would be fine, theyâd assume this was the worst that could be done and walk away. Humans didnât know how the soul worked, after all.
CRACK
Another bullet sailed through Penelope Spectraâs core, and even stripped down to a core himself, Bertrand could feel her screams, fire and shadows exploding into nothing. He shuddered with a violent sorrow that threatened to rip him apart.
CRACK
Rather than joining his precious Penelope, Bertrand was faced with a far more horrific reality. Without his core, he was unbound from the ectoplasm that made up the liminal realm, and without it there was nothing. No sight, no sound, no touch or smell or taste. The countless senses that being a ghost afforded them, gone. He simply was.
True destruction would have been a mercy, but demons and priests were not known for mercy when dealing out retribution.
Duncan sighed, checking over his pistol before holstering it. Taking a deep breath, he let fire rise from within, sealing up the miniscule cuts that Bertrand had managed to land on him, and shook out his limbs.
âThat was disappointing. I expected a fight not 12 seconds of executing a couple of weaklings.â
âThey preyed on children, Duncan, what did you expect? Iâm honestly just surprised they managed to nick you.â
âYeah yeah, rub it in. I just didnât know that thereâd be a shapeshifter, or Iâdâve backed up a bit more. Whatever. Think thereâs a bounty we can collect on?â
âWhat currency would ghosts in a multicultural melting pot of an afterlife even use? Energy?â
âTrue, itâd probably be a barter system or IOUs. Whatever, letâs get back home, shall we? Truly a riveting tale on how long this took to get to.â
Leico snorted and put away his mace, gesturing at the air in front of them. The ectoplasm swirled up and out into a shimmering grey-violet disc, resolving into a gateway onto the deck of the Rose Phoenix. Sharp winds and arctic cold flew out of the Gate and Leico shivered, wrapping an arm around Duncan for warmth.
âWell, if Toby and Valdan got wrapped up with the kid, Dave is dealing with learning the medicinal technology. Hopefully this doesnât turn into a fight. I can feel that place sucking in my heat from here.â
The pair walked onto their spelljammer, leaving Spectra and her assistant to think about what theyâd done for however long it took for souls to connect with ectoplasm. Or however long it took until a lich found them, either or.
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Jazz rushed over to check on Danny, and after several minutes of making sure there were no bruises, bumps, or cuts, she had to admit to that overprotective sister within that he was fine. She turned to glare at Cole, who drifted lazily down beside her to give Danny his own cursory once over. She took a deep breath, and spoke in a near hiss.
âWhat just happened?â
Cole held up his hands in surrender and shrugged, which did little to soothe Jazzâs building irritation.
âI dunno, probably used up a lot of energy learning a new power and tossing it out at me. Iâm not the best at all this spirituality stuff-â
âYouâre literally half air spirit but alright, cous.â
â-I do know how to keep people from pulling on my magic to fill up their own drained supply. Your brother needs to eat more.â
âMost likely needs more food filled with ectoplasm, itâs incredibly energy rich. Maybe he should spend some time in the Ghost Zone? Who knows.â
âAs I asked, do you know where Elle is? I personally havenât tried my hand at scrying her but Iâm rather certain that sheâd feel it if we did that and Iâd rather not creep her out when we go find her to offer her help.â
âI can try to look for her, I guess, but Iâm pretty sure that Elle is laying low to avoid grabbing Vladâs attention.â
âWho exactly is this Elle person, Tucker?â
âOh yeah, we never did end up telling you about her. Save any and all yelling until the end of the explanation or Iâm going to stop telling you, got it?â
Jazz took a deep, measured breath, and nodded to Sam.
âOk, before you start telling that tale, Iâve gotta say Iâd find her better if I had the Fenton FinderÂÂÂTM since that could track down her ectosignature. Buuut, Iâd need Vladâs record of that ectosignature in order to look for it in particular.â
âWe should also probably get Danny into an energy rich environment so he can recover faster. How do you kids feel about seeing our ship?â
âNo. Weâve just met you, itâll take more than one meeting to establish the trust needed to get us to a secondary location, especially with Danny passed out. Iâm taking Danny home now, weâll contact you when weâre ready to meet you again.â
âWell, thatâs a fair enough point I guess. After we sneak into Vladâs place to get some more data, Iâll get back to you on finding Elle if we do before you. Regardless, you should probably tell us before you go to get her, so we can talk with her as a group - familiar faces and all that.â
âWell now, if itâs breaking into some rich guyâs house to steal information, I can help you out with that. Kinda my specialty and all that.â
âYou donât have a specialty; you just do everything.â
âThank you, yes. So, you guys head back to your place, weâll figure out what weâre gonna do on our end, and we can meet back⌠well, how about here?â
âOh sure, we can turn the observatory into a real homebase.â
Tucker paused as he considered that, tilting his head.
âActually, yeah, why donât we do that?â
âTucker, schemes later, getting Danny in the car now. Thank you, Toby, Valdan, Cole, for helping us out. Weâll keep in touch, see what you can teach the kids. For now, have a good day.â
Tempting as it was to ask just how old Jazz was to be calling the others kids, Valdan knew when to cut his losses. So he nodded and shook Jazzâs free hand, while Cole picked Danny up and carried him over to Jazzâs⌠car.
âI donât like the vibes this thing gives off. You got here in this?â
âWell if youâre connected to the weather like you claimed then I imagine you wouldnât be all that pleased near a car. Iâve tried to convince my parents to make an engine thatâs eco friendly and isnât running on ectoplasm, since thatâd just animate the car itself. Theyâre not much into making things that arenât related to ectoplasm. I might just make a new engine myself, actually, thatâs probably a lost cause.â
âWelp, youâve lost me so Iâm gonna go now before you start rambling about machine parts the way Duncan and David do. Bye.â
A cloud of shimmering vapor and ice swirled into Coleâs hand and flew out to an empty spot a few feet away. Lightning flew from his hand to the cloud and it compressed into a flat circle of sky blue and toxic green, which swept out to the edges. On the other side was the deck of a ship, surrounded by a howling blizzard and blinding white snow and ice. Laughing at the sight, Cole grabbed his husband and cousin before jumping through the portal, which sealed shut behind him.
âAlright, a lot of things happened just now. Letâs talk about that on the way home. But first, Tucker, youâre going to tell me about this Elle person. Weâve got plenty of drive to go before we even get to Samâs house, so donât try to say âitâs a long storyâ.â
Tucker sighed and settled down in shotgun, sticking tongue out at Sam when she glared from the backseat.
âOk, so it all starts with Vlad.â
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The Rose Pheonix was currently in the shape of a submarine, and David wondered about that. He did not, after all, instruct it to change into any particular kind of vessel when they approached the massive iceberg that bordered the seemingly infinite Far Frozen realm, having no plans to go into it on the ship â heâd modified his and Apogoâs armor to be perfectly suited for the cold after all. He would have to check the engines and see how the ectoplasm around them was affecting the mythallars.
Returning his attention to his family, however, David looked them all over and sighed.
âDuncan, didnât we agree not to have weapons at the table? Put your guns away before Valdan and Leico see them. You donât need em to regale us with how amazing your battle with Spectra and Bertrand was.â
Duncan rolled his eyes but got up anyway, stalking out of the room with a shout over his shoulder.
âIt was barely a fight anyway! Next targets need to be tougher.â
âNext time we need you to kill someone, Iâm sure theyâll be a better opponent. For now, we should focus on finding this Elle kid and getting her the help she needs. Thankfully, the Far Frozen have agreed to lend us their medical technology and offered their services in actually checking out Elleâs stability issues and all that after we mentioned that sheâs the clone of Danny.â
âApparently they had this prophecy about him beating the big bad King of Ghosts single-handedly, and he did, so they find him worthy of worship or whatever. Makes me wonder what kind of tyrant that king had to be for that kind of love for a kid ya donât know.â
âWelp, thatâs a whole other thing to look into but letâs keep our priorities straight, shall we? First we need to find and help Elle, then we track down this Vlad character and see how best to eliminate him from the equation. After that, I kinda wanna stay here for a bit, their world feels like itâs in need of help to maintain a balance with nature.â
âBefore we can take out Vlad we need to find out if heâll come back as a regular old ghost or if thereâs a way to properly purge him, because thereâs no reason he canât shapeshift to look like his living self and resuming business as usual. Heâs a threat to everyone weâve gone and gotten attached to here, and thereâs no guarantee that he isnât a major threat to Elle too since he made her.â
âFind and help Elle, research and kill Vlad, guarantee he stays properly dead for long enough that the kids donât have to deal with him until theyâre adults, and then we can split up jobs between helping the material world with whatever imbalance itâs having with nature and technology. That sound good?â
There were agreements all around the table, and the twins walked in setting down food along the table.
âGlad you guys decided on a plan, cause itâs time to eat now.â
âWeâll start actually working on things after, got it?â A chorus of âyes sirsâ rang out in a rainbow of tones and the Lumanos sat down to eat.
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This here is for @floralflowerpower, @ebonyheartnet, and @five-rivers ! I hope you enjoyed! Have a lovely December and feel free to toss out conflicts I can shovel onto Danny's plate if you think I've been a touch too nice to him.
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Family, Suspicions, Rage and Plans
A Phantom adopted, Chapter 2, ao3
Team Phantom and the Lumano Clan discuss, separately this time.
Jasmine Fenton was a good person, as many people would agree, and as such did not deserve to be startled by gremlin-like little brothers phasing their heads through her walls. Thankfully she had only one of those, and so her startle was only a tiny bit, followed by a scowl.
âDanny! Canât you knock?â
Danny laughed, falling into her bedroom with each breath, and flopped onto the floor. Jazz rolled her eyes and nudged him onto his back with her foot.
âOk, sorry, youâre right. I finally got you though!â
âAh yes, a jumpscare, truly the height of being frightening. Was there something you wanted to talk about, Danny, or was this just to tell your friends you managed to scare a single person in your whole life?â
Danny clutched his heart and curled up with a few more laughs and Jazz smiled.
âOof, friendly fire there. Yeah, big news actually and we felt like you should probably be filled in cause youâre smart and all that.â
Danny picked himself up by floating until he could get his legs under himself and Jazz couldnât help the fuzzy warmth in her chest, knowing he trusted her enough now to use his powers so freely in her presence. It wasnât too long ago that Danny would overact normalcy around her the same that he did for their parents, and while Jazz had been determined to wait that period out, it still hurt to be put in the same boat as them.
âOk, I assume Sam and Tucker are in your room and Iâm not letting Sam and her nature-covered boots all over my nice clean floor.â
Danny pointedly looked down at papers strewn about near her desk and Jazz turned him around by the shoulders.
âMy floor is without dirt upon it, Danny, Iâll not have your friends change that just because Sam feels the need to rebel against her parents when they arenât even here.â
âGosh, tell me what you really feel.â
âAh, but this is about your big news, not views I have the good manners to keep quiet about little brother.â
Once they were in Dannyâs room, door closed firmly, Jazz took a seat on the bed next to Danny, with Tucker on his other side and Sam in the spinning desk chair.
âOk, so what happened today that I need to know?â
âWell,â Sam said, fingers steepled in a triangle like some rich supervillain. âToday we met a ghost who was appalled at the treatment other ghosts give Danny and decided to purge them all.â
âHe specifically swore not to slaughter them all, Sam,â Danny all but pleaded. âMaybe his magic binds him to his word?â
âDude, he said, and I quote,â Tucker said, pulling up his PDA to read from, ââI promise not to slaughter all of the ghosts you inform me of that have hurt you in the past few months.â Thereâs so many loopholes in that.â
âBut the spirit of the deal-â
âIsnât the deal, Danny.â
Jazz shrugged when Danny turned a betrayed look her way.
âSorry, that left way too many openings. Iâm not sure a ghost can truly be destroyed anyway, though, so do you really need to worry about that?â
âBesides, he promised you and Sam that, dude, I gave him the list.â
Tucker laughed as he was shoved nearly off the bed and shook his head.
âIâve got to say, thatâs suspiciously serendipitous, Danny.â
Jazz leaned back, crossing her legs and drumming her fingers against her arm.
âWhat does he get out of swooping in and dealing with all of your enemies for you? You mightâve given him a list of allies to rally together into an organized force to attack you with.â
âHeâs a liminal like me, for one thing.â
Danny grinned and Jazzâs eyes widened slowly.
âHe said that Dannyâs basically a toddler in ghost years and so heâs just absolutely horrified that heâs being basically hunted down for brawls by adult ghosts.â
Sam caught the pillow that Danny threw at her, and Jazz just barely managed to dodge it herself when Danny phased through the return throw.
âHe put on the kind of fake cheery tone that you only hear from someone ready to explode, and his wings lit up again.â
âOk, Tucker, wait. Start from the beginning, please.â #
Valdan watched Toby burn his way across a massive purple rock floating in the void, slashing it apart with his claws and smashing it to bits with hooves, tails, and all manner of weaponry gifted by nature to its beasts. Even upon reaching the coveted arch-druid status, Valdan had rarely seen him act like this.
He couldnât blame him, of course. The ectoplasm around him buzzed with the whisper of notes to a war song that could bring down fortresses and rally armies out of civilians. He balanced a knife on his finger, daring the tip to pierce him, and watched the flames dance off the blade.
A warm hand pressed against his back, heat pouring into muscles that relaxed like thawing ice, and Valdan hummed, leaning into Duncan at his side.
âIs everyone back, yet? Iâm not talking about this over dinner, thatâs for pleasant things.â
âWell, I think Apo and Cole are back from chatting with the dragon princess, and theyâre only a little charred, so I think thatâs everyone.â
âRight, well, someoneâs gonna have to reign in mister Wrath of Nature over there. Iâm not doin it.â
âLazy bones,â Cole calls out as he jumps off the deck of the ship that was still taking the shape of a somewhat standard sea vessel. Valdan canât hear what they say to each other, doesnât need to, but soon enough Toby is his human looking self again, and the both of them are on the deck.
It doesnât take long to gather everyone below deck in their little meeting area, there were only 7 of them after all. Still, Valdan paced a bit, eyes narrowed as he thought.
In a trip around the table all the weapons that could be removed had been placed in a neat pile in the corner, which did nothing to ease the tension in the room.
âRight, so. Weâve got a handful in our lap, damn that compassion of ours. The kids provided us with a lovely little list of problematic poltergeists that attack their little hometown. They isolated for us three particularly bad pests but summarized only two of them. Both of these threats need to be eliminated as soon as possible, but I imagine weâre gonna have an easier time finding one than the other two.â
âThereâs also another plane-touched child that particularly needs our help and isnât gonna get that help from anyone else on their material plane. Sheâs a result of the only adult plane-touched round here being a total scum bag.â
Apogo sighed, waving a hand to make sure he had their attention. Valdan braced himself for the speech that would come at some point in the conversation.
âHold on now, look. I know that whoeverâs on that list needs a good ass kicking, obviously, but are we gonna go around destroying souls just like that?â
âI donât think any of us have the magic to destroy a soul, Apo. Well, unless the weird power boost weâve been getting from being here between Realms has gifted me the illustrious power of eating them. We just shoot them in the core and theyâre souls floating around in the void.â
âDeprived of their senses and unable to control their movement. Iâm not saying we donât take out the worst of them, Iâm sure youâre about to tell me something irredeemable about these two âworst child fightersâ but maybe we should get a bit more information from them before we go on a bloody campaign?â
âOh absolutely, just from the hilarious names given I suspect most of these people arenât a major problem, we can handle them in an afternoon or two. But, well, I took your weapons away cause I donât want you to blow holes in the ship when I tell you about this Vlad Masters guy.â
âWe have developed self-control, Val, what could he have done?â
Simply because he was the one to say that, Valdan kept his eyes on his brother while he relayed everything Danny told them about his clone. He did, however, have the tact to keep a hand on one of Apogoâs shoulders through the tale.
With the powder keg of magic in the room, Valdan wondered if he shouldâve had this conversation on the deck.
David drummed his clawed fingers against the table and closed his eyes. His other hand was occupied with holding onto Leicoâs, more to keep him from leaving than comfort. Leico himself was looking rather ready to call on his precious goddess to smite the man in his stead, but Valdan knew he wouldnât. That would be too easy.
âSo, the misery demon lady will die first, I think. Easier target, no clean-up really needed. While Leico and Duncan track her down, Valdan I want you to find where Vlad lives, see how easily we can turn his environment against him. Toby, you head to the Far Frozen and see if they can help, learn some new medicine stuff even. Cole, how do you feel about training a kid with weather powers?â
âI feel like I need to know what you plan on doing, David. Donât forget to let everyone else in on your master plan.â
âOh, Iâm going to learn the new technology of this placeâs prime material plane, maintain our ship so it doesnât fall apart, and prepare to commit murder. Perhaps you and I can even go out and socialize, find some of the other ghosts on that list of Valdanâs so that we can judge them ourselves. When we take down this Vlad Masters, we should raid his laboratory so that we have all the relevant data on Elle needed to help her.â
âUntil then, how about we eat ourselves some dinner, yeah? Weâre all stressed, and acting without thinking is going to get us nowhere. Besides, I have a feeling the kids are gonna call us again soon anyway.â
âOf course, Lei, you always make the best food to get over rage with.â
That night, while everyone else was getting much needed sleep after a patrol around the city and several smaller ghosts captured or sent on their way, Danny took to the roof of the Ops center, staring up at the stars. He looked down at his hand, curling it into fists over and over.
âThe weather, huh? Wonder how far up that goes.â
#Danny Phantom#Jazz Fenton#Danny Fenton#Sam Manson#Tucker Foley#Original Male Characters#Tobias Lumano#Toby Lumano#Cole Lumano#Apogo Lumano-Song#Duncan Song-Lumano#David Song-Lumano#Leico Lumano-Song#Valdan Lumano#Rexy Writes#fanfiction#fanfic#fic#phanfiction#phanfic#fanphiction#fanphic#phanphiction#phanphic#phic
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