#ectoberhaunt2023

[agent-sushi-fbi]

Unluckiest Lucky Cat (Ao3 Excerpt)

“They’ve got guns! Ma’am, run!” A voice came through the mess of noise from the city, panic licking his senses and Danny made a split second decision.

“Fuuuuuckkkking damn it all!” Danny shouted, ignoring the affronted gasps from the old women huddled nearby on another bench. He hopped up and sped off, trying to make his running a little slower to match that of an average human until he got out of the throng of people flooding the streets.

As Danny ran, he thought of the vigilantes who called Gotham home. Why had none of them shown up yet? He could hear everything that was happening from twenty blocks away, the wails of victims and rounds of bullets breaking apart an entire building. He couldn’t leave this alone, his core screeching at him to help protect innocent people, so he would do it. But where were Batman and his Furry Brigade?

[13thdoodle]

[ ECTOBERHAUNT 2023 BANNER ]

I'm doing the banner for this year's @ectoberhaunt event~ The theme is Science vs Magic

I had so much fun making this~ Sam get the fantasy AU fit while Tucker gets Cyber/futuristic style

Sketch Progress

I like the idea of Sam being a druid bc nature connection tm

And Tucker would vibe very well with fancy future stuffs. i was gonna draw him with a bigger puffer but I couldn't figured it out. I like the one we got here too so yay

Okay so I was a bit pressed on time while working on this so I couldn't do as much research and references as I should.

On Sam's part, the somewhat floating book was inspired on how genshin impact's catalysts have their books/weapon just floats and it looks fancy n magical n Sam deserve that honestly

Her glowing tattoo are highkey inspired of this beautiful Sam with tattoos art by @the-stove-is-on-fire Mine is nowhere close to that but that's my main inspiration for this

I was gonna give Tucker his usual orange sweater but I noticed a lot of neon or cyberpunk outfit relies on dark backdrop to pop.

And since the background color is gonna be bright yellow, I gotta put the dark color somewhere else. And his sweater would be the perfect spot to balance out all the brightness with a bit of darkness

And it matches with Sam too so it works out great uwu

The magic circles on their back were mostly there to balance out the composition bc it looks too empty as is, gotta spice it up a lil bit uwu But a direct halo would look.. too out there? I mean I can but like.. Sam is magic/fantasy based, why not lean on that n go for magic circles :D

Tucker's random bits on the background took the most out of me bc like.. its hard qwq I literally try to look up aesthetic bg to figure out how to work with his?? Eventually I just settle on less is more and added shadow under the bits to make em pops out against the orange

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And for the color choices, I wanted the two of them to have purple, yellow, and green on them. The green color on to symbolize Danny bc I'm an Everlasting Trio shipper lmao

I wanted Sam to have some yellow and green on her magic, which kinda.. got covered with the whites honestly. But the greens stays with the vines so we'll go with that Tucker was harder to figure out, so I settle with him with blue and greens instead of purple qwq

In the end, only the green end up staying lmao It ends up unifying both sides so hell yea it all works out lol

[ionanana]

Black Cat Vs White Crow

Went based on the spiritual meanings for both. It fits their characters.

Black Cat: Protection, Independence

White Crow: Healing, Opportunity

[aprocessionofthoughts]

Metropolis

ectoberhaunt2023 day 22-portal shenanigans TW- none summary- Danny gets flung int the DCU and decides to become a villain

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Danny was feeling so done with Clockwork right now. All Danny had said was that he wanted a break from his kingly duties. Clockwork had told him to come to the Long Now. And okay. Danny could admit that he should have been more suspicious or at least cautious. But still! 

Wanting a break was not the same as having Clockwork toss him through a random portal where he’d be able to ‘destress.’ This was the opposite of destressing and Danny would make sure Clockwork knew it when the old clock decided to let him go back.

Danny sighed. He didn’t even know where he was. What was he even supposed to do?

He was in some kind of large city and he remembered Clockwork saying something about superheroes before yeeting Danny through the portal.

What superheroes lived here Danny had no idea, and honestly, he didn’t really care enough to find out. 

Maybe Danny though, since there were already heroes here, Danny could be a villain.

Yes, that was a brilliant idea. Danny grinned, aware that his smile was stretching too wide for his face.

But what to do, what to do.

He obviously didn’t want to be a terrible, no good, very bad villain. He didn’t want to kill people or steal from people who were struggling. So obviously he just had to steal from the rich. 

And how convenient. That was definitely a skyscraper over there.

Danny flew in that direction not caring enough to read the name on the side of the building.

He arrived invisibly and used his intangibility to fly down to the deepest level. The most interesting things were always hidden in the basement. Danny would know. They had a ghost portal in theirs and Vlad had a creepy lab in his.

And ohhh!!!! Those were some shiny rocks. They looked like ectoplasm but solid. He wondered… 

Danny flew forward and grabbed as many as he could carry, stuffing the rest into one of his pocket dimensions. Pocket dimensions were a very nice perk of being the Ancient of Space, if only he had inherited the power of remembering where he put things. Oh well. He’d find them eventually. 

Danny carried out five pieces with him as he flew up through the building. He’d only just gotten outside when someone loudly and sanctimoniously proclaimed, “Halt.”

Danny paused and took in the sight of a man dressed in blue and wearing red underwear over his clothing.

“Dude, you look so cringy.” Was that mean? Oh well. It’s not like Danny would be in this dimension very long.

The man gaped at him and then narrowed his eyes when he saw what Danny was carrying. Then he flew farther backwards.

“Drop the Kryptonite.”

Was that what this was? “Finders keepers.”

“Kid, leave the Kryptonite and we can talk.”

“Why would I want to talk with you?”

The man’s expression hardened and Danny grinned.

“Are they yours?” Danny asked. 

“Listen, it’s extremely dangerous. So, you need to put them down.”

Danny frowned. “These things aren’t dangerous. See?” Danny said and stuck one in his mouth. It tasted kind of tangy but also sweet. It was actually pretty good. He popped the other two into his mouth and the older man gaped at him. 

“What did you do!”

Danny laughed maniacally like all the good villains do. “You will neer get your shiny rocks back.” Danny laughed again before going invisible and flying away, stifling his laughter behind his hands.

This was actually pretty fun. Maybe Clockwork was onto something.

[tsubaki94]

I’m literally in love with your art rn I’ll eat it and leave a five star review cause it’s aweSOMe

I never saw anyone active who still likes Danny Phantom after all this years after the show ended you’re a literal angel!

I also adore how you interpret Danny. Literally he’s a teenager who now has even more pressure in his life now being half ghost. I also love how you draw amazing clothes design for Sam she’s my fav <333

Thank you <3 I have a folder on Pinterest with inspiration for her clothes.

I'm not the only one active in the Danny Phantom fandom, the Phandom is very much alive and kicking with events every month that creates more content.

There's the current one Ectoberhaunt2023

We've got the Ectoimplosion

There was the Invisobang

You have the Phic Phight

April 3rd is Dannypocalyps

Another month long event is Dannymay

And there is always the Holiday/Christmas Truce

There are a lot more I think Lexosaurus has an event calender with all of this stuff.

There are a lot of lovely creators who are making content for the Phandom as well.

@bloodblossomtea @madametamma @coffeecakecafe @krossan @goodfish-bowl @ecto-stone @artistfingers @sykloni and their second blog @sykloni2 @skellagirl

There are many more, People feel free to add more, I know there are a bunch of you that I've missed.

Anyhow, I hope you'll enjoy the rest of our works. ^^

[ao3feed-brucewayne]

To seek freedom

by a_procession_of_thoughts The Justice League is trying everything they can to free Danny. Words: 669, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 7 of ectoberhaunt2023, Part 2 of In the Red Fandoms: Danny Phantom, DCU, Batman - All Media Types, Justice League - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Danny Fenton, Bruce Wayne, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Clark Kent Additional Tags: Ectoberhaunt 2023 (Danny Phantom), Day 10, occultism, Cultists via https://ift.tt/WUoTR6J

[ionanana]

Magic Day 19: Horns

Gold… this color is showing up a lot. I went back to an old drawing that went no where so it was perfect for this prompt lol.

[13thdoodle]

[ Ectoberhaunt2023 Day 3 : White Crow ]

Some more Fantasy AU vibe for @ectoberhaunt What if the trio are shapeshifters and can change into animals?

Danny into a white crow, Sam into a black cat, and Tucker a werewolf

I wanted to draw a companion drawing for this but I don't have the time to 😔😭

BUFF UP SAM LET'S GOOOOOOOO

I meant for this to be a quick doodle but that didn't worked out bc I do need the colours to tell that she's Sam 😭

Continuing her design from the banner bc I think she's p neat uwu I think about it more and aside from magic related tattoos, she would definitely have flower bouquets tattoos all over her body

And idk if it's visible but Danny the crow has a necklace with tiny purple and yellow rings for both Sam and Tucker :3c

If the crow looks awkward, I literally traced it from a photo I'm trying 😭

[aprocessionofthoughts]

To seek freedom

ectoberhaunt2023 day 10- occultism TW- mind control summary- The Justice League is trying everything they can to free Danny.

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The Red is like a river. Sometimes it is gentle, lulling; other times it is rushes by underwater currents dragging him under to drown.

Sometimes it feels like there is someone on the shore shouting at him, but then the water fills his ears and his head dips under its currents.

Only faint echoes breach the Red around his mind. Feeling, thoughts, sometimes pain it all becomes muddled and if Danny spends too long trying to puzzle it out the Red becomes violent pulling him under to drown.

It’s best to let him lull him to sleep. To be a memory in his own body. It’s safer that way

It had been two weeks and the Justice League was finding out that they are unprepared to face down whatever Danny was. The cultist had claimed he was a ghost, but Danny’s medical file showed he had the signs of a living human. Of course, there was always the possibility that it was faked. But Deadman, the ghost who worked for the JLD, was invisible and intangible. Danny wasn’t.

When Batman had questioned Constantine the man had shrugged and said all he knew was that Danny came from a long line of occultists and that he wasn’t supposed to be this powerful.

Did the artifact give him the power? But if so, why didn’t the occultist use it on himself?

Batman went over his file again and had to clench his teeth at the lack of information. He’d have to give the JLD another presentation about proper background checks.

Name: Daniel Nightingale

Family: UnknownPrevious employment: Nasty Burger cashier

Magical ability: can sense spirits and magical artifacts, can see some mid-level spirits

Batman frowned.

He’d already tried looking into what Danny could have meant by ‘Manson.’ But there were no conclusive answers on that front either. It was most likely a person, but it could also be a place or an object.

He’d already looked up the name Manson and there were a lot of results. And without more information on Danny it was impossible to tell if he had any connection with any of them. And when Bruce searched for any mention of Danny in the information he’d compiled about the most likely Manson he also came up blank.

He was about to run the search again, or at least try and narrow down the list of options when his communicator rang.

Danny had been spotted robbing a bank.

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Batman, Superman, Flash and Green Lantern made it first with Constaninte saying he was on his way.

Bruce arrived just in time to see Superman crash onto the street. Danny floated above the street, his eyes glowing red. His clothes were ragged and his face was gaunt.

It was obvious the cultist hadn’t allowed him to eat or rest. If they didn’t capture him soon, Danny might die.

At least he had proven himself resilient in past fights, taking hits that would have knocked Superman down.

“Green Lantern” Bruce spoke into his comm, “distract him until you can get him cornered, then Superman, I need you to try and knock him out.” According to their past interactions, Danny struggled to go intangible through Hal’s constructs but it should hold him for a while. If they could distract him long enough then knock him out, they might be able to end this quickly without hurting Danny too much.

They all gave confirmation and Hal flew up and swung a giant bat at Danny who ducked down. This continued as Hal attacked with several different constructs.

Hal had just made contact and trapped Danny in a cage. Danny had started to try to push through when Hall suddenly dropped it and Superman rushed forward and landed a punch that slammed Danny into the ground.

They had almost reached him when Danny’s eyes opened and for a moment they were blue before they flickered back to red. Bruce threw a tracker in his direction, but Danny went intangible and sunk through the ground.

[aprocessionofthoughts]

Exchange Students

ectoberhaunt2023 day 23- magic fandom- Harry Potter crossover TW- none summary- Harry, Hermione, and Ron visit the strangest wizarding school in America

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Harry wasn’t sure why they had agreed to this. Sure, it had sounded fun and interesting, but now they were in America and were going to be going to what had to be one of the strangest magic schools in the world. 

Most people would probably consider it normal. And sure, from a  muggle standpoint it was. But that’s what made it so strange for a wizarding school.

It looked like a normal high school. There was even functioning electricity! Harry wondered how they had managed that since magic and tech didn’t work well together.

At the front door they were met by an older woman who Harry assumed was the headmaster.

“Hello, I’m Principle Ishiyama. Welcome to Casper High.”

“Thank you for having us.” Hermoine replied.

“Yeah, thanks.” Ron said.

“If you’ll follow me, I’ll show you to your home rooms.” They followed her into the building, and yup, htis definitely just looked like a regular high school. “I know this must be very different than Hogwarts, but since Amity is already a magic heavy town it didn’t really make sense to send the kids to a boarding school.”

“Is it true that squibs go to this school too?” asked Hermione. 

The principal tensed but replied with a smile. “Yes, we welcome all kinds of pupils here. Though I have to ask that you refrain from using that offensive term. All Amity Parkers know about magic and we consider it important to teach them the principles. However, since Casper High caters to a more diverse student group, we also teach all the regular classes. Classes rotate between muggle and magical with students placed into the ones that will help cultivate their talents yet at the same time give them a taste of everything. It’s important to have a well rounded education. Now, about your schedules. We’ve done our best to match you up with classes that you were already taking though I’m afraid you’ll also be required to take some muggle classes as well. However, there was one class for which you’ll have to choose a replacement.”

“Which one, miss?”

“Defense Against the Dark Arts.”

“You don’t teach Defense Against the Dark Arts!” Hermione said scandalized.

“We teach similar classes but nothing quite the same. So, I have a few different options you can choose from. First there's a class on blood magic.”

“Isn’t that illegal?” Harry asked.

“Not in the states.”

“But–”

The principal sighed. “It’s only if you’re using someone else’s unwillingly given blood. But if that makes you uncomfortable you can take Spiritual Connections.”

“What’s that?” Ron asked.

“Its a study on temporarily imbuing an object with part of your spirit.”

Harry’s cringed, his mind jumping to horcruxes.

“And if neither of those sound appealing, you can also take beginners Necromancy.”

“Ummm…”

The principal sighed again. “I suppose you can take a History of Dark Arts Through the Ages. Though that one isn’t hands on.”

“We’ll do that.” Harry said.

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Thankfully today had been a muggle studies day so all their classes were pretty normal. Well, except for Ron who had never taken a math class beyond basic arithmetics.

They were sitting at lunch when three students approached them.

“Hello, I’m Danny and these are Sam and Tucker. We were curious about how things worked at, where is it you attend? Hogwash?”

“Hogwarts.”

The boy, Tucker, snorted. “Sorry, that's just such a silly name.”

“And Casper is any better?” asked Hermione.

“True.” Danny answered.

“Is it true you don’t have any technology?” Tucker asked.

“Tech doesn’t work with magic.” Hermione answered.

Tuckers furrows browed. “Yes it does. My phone works fine. You just have to imbue the object with some of your spirit.”

“But that sounds terrible. Isn’t that like giving up part of your soul?” Harry asked.

“No? It's just like sharing your magic. It's what I study, magic and tech.”

“What about you?” Hermione asked, turning toward Sam.

“Magical biology and runeology. I focus on plants and their properties as well as rune blood magic.”

“But–” Ron started but Harry elbowed him. 

“Look, it's very simple.” Sam took a piece of chalk out of her pocket and drew a circle with a rune inside it on the table. Then she reached into her pocket again, took out a needle and pricked her finger before placing it on the run. It glowed briefly before a flower sprouted up.

“See.”

“But you’re still using blood.”

Sam opened her mouth but Danny interrupted. “Sam, you can’t blame them. That’s just what they’ve been taught.”

She sighed. “I suppose. Their education is controlled by an old white man who wears a bathrobe.”

“But Dumbledore's incredible! He defeated Grindelwald.”

“Maybe, but he refuses to meet with our magical president because he says that Americans are backwards and that we must adhere to his rules before he’ll speak with us. I mean, isn’t your school still illuminated by candlelight? He won’t even let you use electricity.”

“Sam, that's probably enough.” Danny said.

They were all silent for a moment before Harry turned to Danny, “So, what do you study?”

“Necromancy.”

“What!” Hermione squeaked.

“Yeah, I’m naturally inclined since its what my parents studied, and then I was in an accident and I became even closer to the spiritual world. I can temporarily call up ghosts and interact with the ones already present. You've got ghosts at Hogwarts, right?”

“Yes.”

“Oh! I can also separate from my own spirit, like this.”

Danny closed his eyes and a moment later a ghost appeared next to him. He looked like Danny except with white hair and green eyes. Both Danny’s grinned at him.

“I’m not sure how I really feel about all this.” Hermione said.

Danny shrugged. “Welcome to Amity Park.”

[aprocessionofthoughts]

Amity Cryptids

ectoberhaunt2023 day 21- past prompt (2021/treat/cryptid) TW- none summary- The Fentons have always been weird

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Amity Park had always been weird. It’s citizens always just felt a little off to outsiders.

It only got worse after the portal opened. After they were sucked temporarily into the ghost zone.

Visitors never stayed long. They claimed the town was too far, too difficult to find.  And when Amity Parkers visited other places, people always gave them a wide berth. Hardly anyone looked them in the eye.

Amity Parkers just thought this was because people from bigger cities were rude. 

But even within Amity, those Fenton children were considered especially strange.

Especially the boy.

Strangers noticed it most. When they spotted one of the Fenton children, they froze till the perceived threat had passed. The effect was lessened for Amity Parkers but even still, whenever the children were around they couldn’t help feeling an intense sense of dread.

The girl gives weird vibes and her eyes are so perceiving. She can read you scarily easily.

The boy gives off fight or flight vibes, but mostly flight. He feels like looking at a predator and when he smiles, it’s all threat. 

The Fentons had always been strange. They had waltzed in talking about ghosts and portals, and the town had called them crazy. But then the ghosts had shown up, and everyone had to adjust. 

They changed, but it was okay. They were used to the chaos now, they embraced it, like all small towns embrace their singularities no matter how small. 

Ghosts were real. 

At first it had been terrifying, but things had settled down. They even had ghosts employed now!

But even before the portal opened, that Fenton girl had eyes that were too wide, that didn’t blink, and that seemed to stare into your soul. She’d make casual remarks about what would happen tomorrow or next week, and they always came true.

And then the boy was born. He had been average sized, but he had felt like he weighed nothing at all. This didn’t change as he got older. He moved silently and his teeth were sharper than they should be. When you looked at him, your brain registered a threat.

It only got worse after the portal.

The boy’s appearance wavered like a mirage and to look at him hurt your brain. The girl’s movements appeared otherworldly and it felt like she could tell what you were thinking.

Amity Park had always been strange, but those Fenton children; they were something else.

[aprocessionofthoughts]

Ghostly Changes

ectoberhaunt2023 day 19- claws/horns TW- none summary- Danny's ghost form is changing

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After the accident, Danny had been relieved that he still looked mainly like himself. He could pretend that he was just a kid with ghost powers. Sure maybe he had kind of died, but he was still alive. He still looked normal.

And then Undergrowth had happened, and his core started to mature, things had started to change.

It had started small. When he was in ghost form his skin began to get paler. He hadn’t noticed anything at first, not until Sam pointed it out.

After that, he’d tried to be more observant. He was not only getting paler, but his skin was taking on a slightly blue color. 

And then his human form had begun to look pale as well. Mr. Lancer had given him a strange look one day and told him he should spend more time in the sun.

The fangs at come next, and Danny had to be careful not to open his mouth to wide or people would see. Not that people were really looking at him these days. Most of the time, Danny noticed that if someone glanced at him, they’d quickly look away. Even Dash was avoiding him.

And what was worse was that even Sam and Tucker never looked him in the eyes anymore.

He’d ask them what was up, and they’d answered that looking at him was unsettling. That it made their skin crawl and activated their flight reflex.

Danny stood in his ghost form in front of his mirror at home. He tilted his head side to side, reached up to feel his ears. They were slightly pointed now. His freckles were slightly green and if Danny looked closely they resembled the current position of the stars. He ran his hands through his hair which had begun to float on its own, not fiery but like he was underwater or in space. He felt along his head till he came to the two points that had begun to grow. He frowned and thought of Nocturne who had horns growing from their head. He examined his fingers which had begun to grow longer and end in sharp claws. 

He steeled himself and met his gaze in the mirror. His eyes were still green, but they swirled like the portal and his irises had grown to cover nearly all of his sclera. His pupil looked darker than black and made Danny think of black holes.

Danny transformed into his human form. This one was at least mostly normal, if you ignored the paleness, fangs, and the strange quality his eyes had. They didn’t look different, but according to his friends, looking into his eyes made them think of a powerful predator.

What was happening to him?

Did ghost’s have their own sort of puberty?

Frostbite had said his core was maturing. Was that what was affecting his appearance? But a lot of the ghost’s he had met still looked mostly human. Why was he changing?

He turned away from the mirror. It didn’t matter. He had too many other things to think about. He had a test he hadn't studied for and a project he hadn’t started. And with his luck they would probably be a ghost attack.

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Danny had gone back to ask Frostbite what was happening, and the ghost yeti had confirmed that his core maturing was what was causing the changes. 

“But why is it causing these changes? There are plenty of ghosts that still look human?”

“It depends on the ghost’s core and on the level of energy they have. Halfa’s have always been powerful, and you were made in the birth of a permanent portal.”

“So?”

“That means that you will be very powerful one day. Your form is changing to reflect that. You have met Noctorn the Dreamer and Undergrowth Guardian of the Green, their forms changed to reflect their cores and energy levels. The same is happening to you.”

“But I don't want to change.”

Frostbite had given him such a sad look then. “To fight the design Fate has woven for us always leads to disastrous results.”

“But I changed the future. I stopped Dan.”

“That was another timeline, the Great One. And you had the help of Clockwork Guardian of the Will Be.” Frostbite set a hand on Danny’s shoulder. “But worry not, Great One, these changes are merely of appearance. Who you are will not change.”

Danny had left after that.

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One year later

Danny’s human form hadn’t changed much more besides the fact that not even his friends would look at him directly anymore. But his Phantom form… 

His ghost form had stretched to a height of three meters, his arms and legs were long and his feet and hands ended in claws. His skin was skin tinged blue and several patches were covered in hoarfrost. His eyes were completely green except for the black holes of his pupils, and his green freckles still reflected the position of the stars. His hair was longer and floated unencumbered by gravity. His mouth was full of teeth and his face looked sunken with his cheeks covered in an ever shifting pattern of frost. And from his head grew antlers covered in hoarfrost. They were big, extending two feet above his head and two feet to either side of him.

And above his head floated a crown made of ice and the aurora borealis.

[aprocessionofthoughts]

In the lab

ectoberhaunt2023 day 4- zombie TW-body horror, medical stuff, Danny dies but not exactly how he does in the show summary- Danny's parents are there for the accident, and they'll do anything to make sure their son survives.

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What were they going to do? What could they do? This wasn’t supposed to happen. They weren’t supposed to… They never meant to…

What were they going to do? Something must be done. Their baby couldn’t be… Their son was…  They wouldn’t stand for this. Something had to be done. 

****

The Fenton parents stood over the operating table. They had their hazmat suits on and masks over their mouths.  They were going to do this properly.

Medical tools cycled through their hands with practiced ease.

They clenched their jaws as they poured ectoplasm into where there had been human tissue. 

They applied ecto-salve and wrapped bandages around blackened skin.

They worked tirelessly on combining ecto with tech so they could replace any missing…parts.

They would fix their son.

He would not be dead.

****

Why had Danny stepped into that portal?

And why, oh why, hadn’t they added more safety precautions to prevent accidents?

But he would be okay now. The body lying on the table looked whole. It looked like he was merely sleeping. The ectoplasm had restarted his heart, even if it was a bit slower. 

Sure, there would be some side-effects.

But he was their son.

They would do anything for their children.

Anything.

Even if that meant their son was now a zombie (because ghosts didn’t have heartbeats).

But what should they tell him? What should they tell Jazz who had been away helping at a summer camp?

Should they say anything?

Maybe it would be best not to. At least for now.

***

When Danny woke up everything ached.

He started to get up when he realized he wasn’t in his bed.

Before he could panic his mom was there.

“It’s okay, Danny. You had an accident. But you’re okay now.”

Danny looked around, he was in the lab. “I don’t remember an accident. Why aren’t I in the hospital?”

His mom’s expression tensed for just a moment before she took his hand reassuringly.

“The portal gave you a shock and when it turned on it left you ecto-contaminated so we kept you at home to reduce the contamination.”

“Oh. Okay.” he was still confused. He knew they had been working on the portal for a long time but had thought it wouldn’t lead to anything. “So, it works?”

His mom’s face lit up. “Yes! We installed some blast doors so no ghosts get through, but it works!”

“That’s great, mom.” he smiled. 

***

Everything was okay for a while. 

Until…

****

“Mom? Dad?” came Danny’s voice from the living room. “Something's wrong!” he shouted.

Maddie rushed from the kitchen.

Dany was staring at his hand.

His seemingly rotting hand.

He looked over at her with wide, scared eyes.

Maddie took a deep breath and forced a small smile. “It’s okay, sweetie. It’s probably just the ecto-contamination. Why don’t we go down to the lab to check it out?”

She gets him down to the lab and gives him anesthesia to put him to sleep, then she calls Jack.

They both take a moment to observe. Danny’s hand seems to be rotting. 

Without saying anything they turn and collect more fresh ectoplasm.

They’ll fix this.

They’ll heal their son and everything will be okay again.

***

It keeps happening.

*** When Danny wakes up from the latest process and his eyes glow green, they suggest homeschooling.

This is a benefit because they can help get his grades up and monitor his body’s progress.

They encourage Danny to keep to his room. He wouldn’t want to contaminate his sister, would he?

It hurts them to keep Jazz away, but it’s only another month before she goes to college and then they can focus their attention on fixing Danny.

***

He keeps changing, his organic parts rotting away faster and faster and any tech they try to add now, dissolves.

They start incorporating ecto into his diet. It slows the rotting, but not by much.

****

Danny doesn’t look at all like he used to and he’s started developing strange powers.

That’s okay. He’s still their son. He’s just a zombie. As long as he’s not a ghost, everythings okay.

They'll keep helping him and hiding him from the world until they can figure out a way to make him look normal.

But it’ll be okay.

He was their son.

They would do anything for their son.

Anything.

[aprocessionofthoughts]

To stop the flow of time

ectoberhaunt2023 day 11- dread TW- nothing summary- Clockwork is an old ghost and he'll keep the only person he cares about alive.

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The dread that filled the Infinite Realms was palpable. Most ghosts hid in their lairs and the few who were out were either heading towards the Meeting of the Council or hurting about in a frenzied disarray unsure where to go or what to do. 

Clockwork looked into one of his many mirrors and saw the GIW prepping their weapons.

If something didn’t change soon, all would be destroyed. The Infinite Realms would collapse into itself dragging all realities with it into Unreality.

In another mirror young King Phantom sat grimly in front of his council, his face did not betray the grief he felt at the loss of his friends only hours before.

The beings of the Infinite Realms were powerful, but they all fell under the curse that the Observants had cast when they sided with GIW in order to gain more power. No one shall do anything to those who challenge the monarch and no monarch shall leave the Realms. They had stated, and soon after the GIW had declared war on King Phantom, not the Realms. 

And while Phantom was king he was also young, and did not know who to undo the curse the Observants had collectively cast.

And so, they were stuck with Phantom being the only one capable of defending. And even then, he could only defend from within the Realms.

Clockwork was supposed to be at the Meeting of the Council, and he knew his absence would further increase the dread in the room. Knew that even now, Phantom was fighting to keep his own dread contained, keep it from showing to the council and the rest of the Realms.

But there were things to be done. Plans to be set in motion and terrible decisions to be made to keep the Mutliverse itself from collapsing.

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Many assumed that Clockwork’s obsession was watching over the Time Stream. But they were wrong. Or at least partly so. Clockwork was an Ancient, and one of the older ones at that. Furthermore he was the Ancient of Time. That ever flowing river with its many streams and tributaries. And like a river could change its course, so his obsessions could shift.

It had taken on many forms during the millennials of his existence. He still winced to remember his obsession at seizing control of that one particular earth where he was worshiped as Kronos.

He was particularly fond of this current version of himself. Finding the best time line for each dimension had always been one of his obsessions, but the second had formed after he had spotted a glimpse of a possible King. A King who was merely a boy, and a halfa at that.

At first he watched out of curiosity, but then when he met the boy and began to watch him more closely the curiosity turned to fondness. It was a strange emotion. Something Clockwork had not felt since his incarnation as Kronos had fallen in love with Rhea. Though the feeling was different.

And it was at this moment when his secondary obsession at guiding the young King took over his primary obsession of maintaining the Time Stream.

This would have consequences he knew. And the young King might never forgive him. 

But he would save the boy. He would give the boy another chance to live

And one day, perhaps, he’d be grateful. 

Clockwork ignored the fact that all futures where he went through with his decision were blurry. But the glimpses he caught…

He would see his King live. 

There was no other option.

Clockwork stood still and gathered himself before extending his reach as far as it would go, all the way the the edges of this section of the Realms. Then with the sound of clanging bells said, “Time Out.”

AN- this will eventually be continued

[aprocessionofthoughts]

Fly Away

ectoberhaunt2023 day 17- blood TW- blood, gunshot wound summary- Danny gets shot and tries to run

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Danny became aware of himself at a sudden spike of pain. He gasped, his eyes clearing and he looked down to see that he was bleeding from his side. He looks up. There’s a guard standing in front of him, gun held out, arms shaking.

Danny has a moment of panic before he realizes this may be his chance. Already, he can feel the Red eating away at his thoughts, at his will. He dives to the side, dodging another bullet, and flies up through the roof.

The Red is getting harder to ignore. But maybe, if he can just get far enough away…

The Red surges and Danny’s vision wavers. He has to… He needs to…

But the Red surrounds him, and even the memory of the pain fades.

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He comes back to himself in the middle of the binding spell.

His side hurts and he looks down. Oh, that’s right. He got shot. 

Then he looked up. This was a different room.

Where… More importantly, why?

He didn’t have to wonder long because a door slammed and the cultist stomped toward him, seething. 

He really needed to figure out this guy’s name. 

“This is your fault!” 

Danny found that hard to believe, seeing as he was being mind controlled.

“Why are they still looking for you! You’re nobody!”

Ow. That hurt, though not at much as the bullet wound in his side. He should probably do something about that. It was kind of bleeding a lot. 

“And what’s wrong with you!” The cultist paced around the room. “You look sickly. I thought nothing affected ghosts.”

Danny rolled his eyes, allowing his weary body to slump to the ground.

“And now you’re… bleeding? Why are you bleeding? You’re already dead?” The cultist turned, pacing and throwing his hands up in the air. “Of course, I had to get stuck with the weakest ghost.” He kept muttering under his breath and Danny tried to ignore him.

His side really hurt, and it was still bleeding. That probably wasn’t a good sign.

The cultist turned back to him, walking up to the edge of the portal and giving him a considering look. “Honestly, you’re becoming more trouble than you’re worth.”

That… That didn’t sound good.

“At this point, it would be better if I just left with what I already have. There’s no point in being greedy when you’re likely to fall apart sooner rather than later.”

Was he going to let Danny go?

“But just leaving you would also be a waste.” the man frowned, looking away as he thought. “There is this one ritual I’ve been meaning to try.” He looked at Danny. “Yes, you have just enough power left to make it worth a try. It will take me a while to collect the ingredients. But then…” he smirked. “I’ll be stronger than ever.”

With that, the man left.

Danny curled up, clutching at his side and hoped it would stop bleeding soon. Blood loss would be a stupid way to go after everything he’d been through.

[aprocessionofthoughts]

With no end in sight

ectoberhaunt2023 day 5- hunt TW- violence, death of random characters, blood, death of major character, slight gore summary- Danny is tired of having to be the one to hold back

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They had been trying to find the facility for nearly three weeks when they finally found it.

The GIW base was well fortified, but Danny was angry and desperate.

He tore through the halls, freezing agents where they stood. Sam, Tuck, and Val followed behind to take care of any agents he missed and to make sure the ones he froze stayed down.

He tore through containment cells, ripping doors and locks open. He ignored the ghosts who were rushing to escape now that he’d freed them.

Finally, he flew into a room and there she was.

Spread out on an operating table with her insides exposed.

Danny let go of his flight and stumbled the rest of the way to her. 

No.

No no no no no no no!

She couldn’t be…

She had to be…

But he couldn’t feel any energy coming from her, her core wasn’t thrumming. 

“You’re too late.” a scientist Danny hadn’t previously noticed, said grinning. He’d been hiding behind a lab table but now stepped forward. “You’re too late. We already rid the world of that abomination. And soon I’ll have you up there as well and–”

The scientist cut off as Danny fired an ectoblast through his neck.

He turned back towards Danielle, his clone, his sister, and gently picked her up. He could feel that her ectoplasm was already losing shape, her core dissolving like mist.

Danny fell to his knees as his friends ran in. They gasped when they saw him. When they saw her.

Then Val stumbled back. “What did you do?” She was looking at the body of the scientist. He saw Sam and Tuck tense as they noticed as well.

“He killed her.” Danny growled, attention focused on his beloved sister.

“But–” Val started but Sam elbowed her in the stomach. Val scowled but then her expression turned to grief as she turned back towards Danielle.

They left, but were only a few miles away before Danielle dissolved.

Danny wailed, leveling half a forest.

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Alarms blared as the agents from Facility 12A dashed around trying to lock everything down and evacuate.

“Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up! Everyone get a move on!” Agent X said.

Another alarm started to blare and everyone started scrambling even faster.

“Enemy approaching! Everyone get to the lockdown room!” Agent X began to run as well when there was the sound of an explosion and the facility shook. People fell to the ground and there was chaos as people kept trying to flee and trampled over fallen agents and scientists. Everyone was screaming.

Agent X had just made it back to his feet when the ghost appeared at the other end of the hall.

Everyone started scrambling back in the other direction, screaming. Agent X had started to turn around as well when the ghost grabbed him.

“Not so fast.” it said, speech garbled and staticky it hurt to listen to. The creature's claws dug into Agent X’s throat and he choked as he scrambled at the hand holding him up. The pressure increased, Agent X tried to scream, but then he was dead, spinal cord crushed.

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The ghost tore through the facility, freeing all the ghosts and killing every last human there.

He stood amidst the rubble, his hair flaring like fire and its skin tinged green. The ghost had pointed ears and his eyes were green rimmed with red.

In the distance he heard a vehicle approaching. His lip curled. They were going to try and stop him. 

He couldn’t let that happen. He’d return to his friends after he was done. Beg their understanding.

But first he had to keep going.

He had more facilities to hunt down and destroy.