#failed clones

[radiance1]

Danny has been reincarnated.

Which was an odd thing to realize, it wasn't even a slow one he just... snapped into it one day. One moment he was staring at a wall out of boredom the next, well, he was staring for an entirely different reason.

It was a task for his now young -he thinks around three years old?- mind to work its way through the memories, but it wasn't like he had much else to do honestly. So, what does he know?

His name is Danny, like, his actual name and not just a moniker. He was once a halfa and he already knows he's going to be missing invisibility and intangibility. He, well, died. For like, a second time which actually makes sense because reincarnation-

Anyways.

He was a clone of two people from this thing called the Justice League which, weird name but probably some government or activist group. Wonder Woman and Superman. Which were pretty weird names to name your kids but eh.

He doesn't really remember much besides that from this life, or the one from before but he's an adult! He'll figure things out once he gets out of this containment tube thing.

Did he mention he was in a test tube? He's a tube baby now. He thinks? Or maybe it's more like he's being contained.

Whatever.

So he breaks out. Thank you apparent superstrength that he has no idea why he has but he's not going to complain! He then wandered around all of the other test tubes, able to remember just enough of English to see that yea, they're dead.

He probably was too, before he had memories zapped into him. Or a vegetable.

He then finds this really big container, checks it out, then opens it because the clone inside isn't dead!

'Project Match' it said. He'll just call him Match.

Was he thanked for helping him? Nope. You would think that he would be thanked or at least somewhat respected for saving this guy but nope!

He was, quite literally, held up by his leg and dangled in the air. Who dangles a three-year-old?! Well, he was technically and adult but still! The next few things were a blur but after pulling off the old Fenton charm he found him and Match outside as he tried to stop him from attacking random people.

Luckily the charms and privilege of the youngest (he's assuming he's the youngest, because he's physically three) was more than enough to get through to him. Sure, the guy couldn't form words, really aggressive for literally no reason, really weird but also absolutely cool looking eyes. But he worked around the first issue by developing their own personal language from like grunts and stuff, the second he once again used his youngest privilege to boss him around and the third a pair of sunglasses easily fixed.

He just had to steer Match clear of those random S crest mark thingies. Which was a weird thing to hate but hey, he's not there to judge.

[hello-im-not-a-possum]

(Going to fuse as many of these as I can.)

Breaking Into Vlad's house via his ghost portal at the dead of night on a chilly Friday wasn't Danny, Tucker, and Sam's idea of a good time, but the billionaire had been suspiciously quiet since the time he showed up at the house sick with a flare up of Ecto-Acne and they *just* wanted to double check to make sure that it didn't go dormant when 'cured' only to come back full-force and fatal. If it was just Vlad, they probably wouldn't have bothered, but since Sam and Tucker also got infected... It was worth double-checking.

The only light in the area was the faint greenish glow of the still-open portal, but it was all that was needed to show that the older halfa's lab was mostly clean if you ignored the layer of dust starting to settle. Danny used some of his ectoplasm to light up the area a little more, but the only thing shown that seemed noteworthy in the place was a set of files in alphabetical order that rested on the table.

Aster Masters.

Brutus Masters.

Clav Masters.

Danielle & Dan Masters.

Emily Masters.

Flynn Masters.

Gabriel Masters.

Project: The House Always Wins.

The three teens gave each other a look before hesitantly picking up the files and looking through them in reverse-alphabetical order.

Project: The House Always Wins. - After discovering that my condition is both more lethal and chronic than I realized, I went to the doctor for the first time in years for a full check up to see just how badly my body was messed up from that incident.

It was even worse than I thought.

Because of it, I was told that I can't have children of my own and it devastated me. For a period of time, I was even considering just... 'closing the curtains' so to speak and leaving everything to Skulker, Valerie, and the Vultures.

Experience has made it clear that I have no one else truly on my side, even then, their loyalty to me is conditional and I know it.

As I was drafting my will, a starved man in rags with a face identical to my own staggered into my house and raided my fridge. When confronted, he claimed that he WAS me, but from a different timeline. I was skeptical, but then he switched to his ghost form to prove it.

Our ecto-signatures matched.

We sat down over lunch where he further elaborated on his circumstances.

There is a timeline out there where Maddie and I were married, where Jack was the one in my accident, not me. He told me a few other things that didn't make sense given his story but that's not the focus here the main point is that the life they built together was destroyed, she threw him away in favor of that oaf despite the fact that he was half of what she hated the most. I think that made me lose respect for her more than the fact she left her husband of twenty years to die in the ghost zone. Why was she so willing to love and accept a man in my circumstances because he wasn't me? Why does she find me repulsive when I did so much for her?

We unfortunately didn't have a lot of time to talk, Clockwork took him back to his actual timeline before I could ask him further questions and when I protested, he told me he didn't have time for this and that he has more pressing matters like an escaped dangerous prisoner or something. Bologna Sandwiches! He's the TIME ghost, of course he has the time for this! Just freeze it you worm!

...I suspect he has just frozen time specifically to tie my shoelaces together.

But my brief encounter with the alternate me gave me a lot to think about when I tried to return to my original plan. Why should *I* be the one to give up my life when this disease has already taken so much away from me? Why is Jack rewarded with a loving family for how quickly he threw me away while I'm left with the compensation I had to give myself because my so called 'best friend' couldn't even be bothered to do the bare minimum after ruining my life? Why should I be condemned to the worst type of death twice? The longer I thought on it, the more my despair turned into fury. Life stole my lemons, and now I'm going to tear its arms off to get them back.

I'm well aware that fixing fate's mistakes will involve a lot of gambles, however, I have no other options available. It WILL not win. I WILL give myself the family it tries to deny me.

Danny bit his tongue, not sure what to say about what he had just read.

"Oh, thanks Vlad... as if worrying about just the acne being fatal wasn't bad enough..." Sam sneered at the file.

"Well, *we* didn't get ghost powers from it, so maybe we won't have to worry too much about other side effects?" Tucker suggested while looking through the Gabriel file.

Gabriel - Vitals are great, she doesn't seem to possess any unnatural or worrying characteristics outside her breed, and she gets along with the cats nicely. Of all the things that could've happened when Desiree overheard me wishing for a kid, I'm both relieved and thankful that she gave me a baby goat.

"Oh my gosh, he included pictures-" The glasses wearing teen snickered while showing his friends the baby goat in question.

Flynn - Malnourished due to lack of human-safe food in the ghost zone. Covered in various scars, and an X-ray has revealed that his leg was broken. To be honest, I have no clue how he survived this long without my interference. But the good news is that he is recovering at a steady pace and is adjusting to life in the human world.

"I... kinda wanna know that too to be honest. Did he luck out and land in some kind of garden..?"

A DNA test has confirmed my suspicions, he is indeed related to Jack and Maddie...

"I HAVE A BROTHER?!"

Danny gawked at the file. This was completely unbelievable, even when he was looking at the picture of the boy in question. As Vlad's writing described, he was underweight, had scars from what Danny could only assume were claw marks and ectoblasts all over his body, and his leg was in a cast. He looked around Jazz's age and had his mom's purple eyes and auburn hair. But it was still... How did he never know about this before? Why didn't his parents tell him? Hell, did Jazz know?! If not, she deserved to! And why was he finding this out from Vlad's files of all things?!

Looking through the pictures, the three saw the boy- Danny's brother- Flynn wearing normal clothes as well as a green full-body suit that reminded Danny of Valerie's ghost hunting suit, except instead of the visor being tinted black, it was clear, showing him with glowing green eyes.

No matter, if they wanted him, they would've looked hard enough to find him before I did and if they want to take him back from me, they're going to have to fight me in court. They don't know about me having him yet but I will be discussing this situation with my lawyer before they find out and cry 'kidnapper'.

"Okay, this has officially gone from a check-in to a rescue mission."

"...Do you think the other files are kidnapped kids?"

"Only one way to find out..."

Emily - I got a few funny looks throughout the adoption process, a natural part of taking in a haunted doll. Her former "caretakers" were willing to humor me by treating my daughter like a child instead of an object but we both know that they're just happy to be rid of her, not a fan of the 'ghost spider' thing.

"GAH! KILL IT WITH FIRE!"

"Shh! Not so loud! You'll wake up the whole mansion!"

The nerve of some people... She's just a poltergeist, she can't help it!

I have had professional doll makers mend and polish her vessel as well as provide four other porcelain dolls for her to pick and choose at her transgression. As of now, she seems healthy, happy, and has settled in to her new room and house nicely.

"That's... actually kinda cute. ...In a creepy way."

Danielle & Dan - The final result of my chimera/cloning experiments resulted in a set of twins of opposing sexes. ...More research will be done on the gene donor to figure out how this came to be. There were a handful of 'melting scares' during the first few months of their time out of their chambers, but we've figured out how to keep them safe and healthy; a daily injection of ectoplasm stabilizer.

"Holy crap..." Danny frowned looking at the pictures of two kids, one that looked identical to himself at age twelve and one that looked just how he'd look like as a girl, at age twelve. "He cloned me?! What is wrong with him?!"

"Aaaaaaaand we're back to full-on creepy."

On a weird note, Danielle seems to have the same interests and similar personality traits to her gene donor, while Dan's interests and personality traits seem to align more with my own. I wouldn't think twice about that if I didn't know from my experience working on Brutus and Aster that the human halves of artificially made halfas needed their neuron connections manually made in order to properly function. I know for a fact I did not make those connections in their heads. My current hypothesis for Danielle is that those connections were made when her human and ghost halves melted together during one of the scares, but Dan has left me completely stumped. The vultures and Flynn suggest that he just looks up to me, but if he did, why would he try to hide that he has these traits from me?

"...Is it just me or does Dan's ghost form have... red eyes, pointed ears and..." Danny trailed off as he looked at the pictures.

"You don't think..." Sam and Tucker gave Danny a nervous look.

"I'll ask Clockwork when I get the chance."

Clav - After several failed cloning attempts, frustration led me to 'give in' and use my own DNA to fill in the gaps that the donor left despite the danger posed to myself as well as the potential outcome that the resulting Chimera would have to endure the same chronic disease I do. While they unfortunately cannot take a human form, their core is very strong and stable, their mental fortitude is coming along nicely, and so far they've learned a handful of words and phrases. All and all, a promising start to this project.

"Okay, that is... half a skeleton."

"Why are its bones black?"

The skeleton was shrugged off as they looked at the next file.

Brutus - I had accidentally used Jack's DNA to fill in the gaps when I meant to use Maddie's. Luckily, the resulting chimera is far more competent than his other donor despite currently being on the same mental wavelength as a toddler. He doesn't seem to be able to take on a ghost form, but it seems that he can use limited ghost powers.

Danny rolled his eyes at the insult aimed at his dad and put the file back.

Aster - I'm so close to making the perfect clone, I just know it! using Danny's DNA only, I had managed to create a stable clone capable of both a human form and a ghost form. Unlike all that came before him, he hasn't melted into a puddle of biomass tainted ectoplasm, and while it is difficult, we have been navigating his unusual circumstances better than we expected. Skulker has been a huge help in building things that get his needs met, but part of me still wants to do some research into how he came out as only five and a half inches tall.

They were just about to look at the pictures before the lab door opened.

Tucker flinched and dropped the file on accident as a heavy set of footsteps made their way down the stairs.

Danny grabbed Sam and Tucker's hands and turned invisible on reflex. If they were lucky, whoever almost caught them would dismiss it as something that got in or out through the ghost portal, close it, and call it a night.

"Who's down here?" A deep, husky voice rumbled through the dark lab before the light switch flicked on.

From what they could see of the hulking figure, he was wearing a black tank top, pajama pants of the same color, had grayish skin with stitches on his arms and head in a way that reminded the trio of Frankenstein's monster, but unlike said monster, he instead had bluish-greenish eyes, short, charcoal-black hair with a dark gray streak in it, and what appeared to be a mouthful of razor sharp teeth.

He noticed the files on the floor and he picked them up and put them on the table.

"...Those files are pretty outdated, anything you've learned from them won't help you fight us. ...Or whatever it is you want." Brutus tsked as he looked around the room. "I know you're still in here, so why don't you just come out and we can talk..."

Instead, Danny adjusted his grip on Sam and Tucker and phased through the ceiling with them in tow.

The ghost let go of his friends and screamed in pain as three spears pinned him to the wall, two in his arms, and one in his tail.

"Well, well, well..." The hunter in the green suit stepped into the trio's line of sight, his glowing green eyes full of pure, unfiltered malice and his voice filtered by his mask. "I always figured Mr. Golden Boy would come back and pay the rest of the rest of us a visit."

"Flynn?!"

"Oh, so you *do* know my name..." He sneered as he put his hand on the spear in Danny tail and yanked it out of him, making Danny let out a pained yelp while the green hunter cleaned the blood and ectoplasm off the tip. "But I bet you learned it from Uncle Vlad instead of Jack or Maddie."

"Hey! What's your deal?!"

"We came here to save you!"

Sam and Tucker protested against the hunter's treatment of their friend, leading him to roll his eyes at them.

"Save me from What, exactly? Save me from a roof over my head? Save me from a warm, soft bed? Save me from three square meals a day? Clean water? Bandages? Video games? A place where for once in my life, I feel genuinely safe and... and happy?!" his eyes narrowed. "Because if you WANTED to save me from the horrors of the ghost zone, you're a couple of months too late for that..."

Flynn ripped the second spear out.

"Wait! You don't understand! We're brothers!" Danny pleaded with the green-eyed teen. "I don't know what Vlad told you, but it's a lie! It's all a lie!"

With that, Flynn burst out into loud, cackling laughter before taking the third spear out.

"Oh man... that's hilarious! Uncle hasn't even told me anything about you guys yet. He was focusing on you know, healing my injuries and teaching me and my siblings how the human world works? 'Cause that *kinda* takes priority over filling me in on my deadbeat 'family' that had a ghost portal of their own, but never bother going through it to look for me. Everything I learned about the Fentons, I learned through newspaper clippings, Uncle's diaries, and the natural conclusions ANYONE would come to after learning what I did."

"But-"

"You know what, you wanna involve yourself in my family situation so badly?"

Flynn socked Danny in the face with one arm and used the other to pull a vial out of his suit, cracking it open to release a gas which made the trio's eyes and limbs feel like lead.

"Then consider yourselves welcomed to the Masters Family."

---

A few hours later, Danny and his friends stirred awake, their limbs still felt heavy from the effects of the gas.

"Ugh my head.." Sam tried to rub her aching head only to realize that her

"Where are we..?"

Danny looked around and noticed that he and his friends were all tied to chairs in Vlad's dining room, he himself was at the foot of the table with Sam on his left and Tucker on his right, his position giving him the best view of the scene before him. Also sitting in chairs, but not being tied to them were seven figures that ranged from looking similar to extremely different from their pictures.

At the head of the table was Flynn, his hunter suit mostly still on but the mask was removed, showing that he was giving the three a sinister smile.

On Flynn's left was the big clone, the one the file said was Brutus. Despite looking like one of the more stereotypically evil ghosts present in this lineup, he looked very uncomfortable with the situation and like he'd much rather be doing anything else.

On Flynn's right was a bedsheet with red eyes. This ghost also looked like it would rather be anywhere else, but in a bored way instead of a discomforted way. Like he was dragged out of bed for this and just wanted to go back to sleep.

Next to the sheet ghost and Brutus and across from each other were the twins. One of them looked at Danny cautiously yet curiously while the other smirked as if he knew something. Danny could only tell which one was which based on their current expressions and 'reactions to him' as the pictures didn't show him that both had grown their hair out, the curious Danielle keeping her hair in a ponytail while Dan had a mullet. It didn't bode well to him knowing that all Dan needed to do to hide in plain sight was to use a hair tie.

Between Sam and Danielle was a robot/space alien from the 60s. An entity in a silver-chrome suit with glowing cyan buttons and highlights, a plate armor skirt, white gloves and boots, and a jet-black, fishbowl-like helmet with a pair of glowing cyan eyes visible in it. Looking back and forth between him and the bedsheet ghost, Danny knew that one of them was Clav and the other was Aster through process of elimination as there was no tiny ghost or skeleton ghost at the table, but he wasn't entirely sure which was which.

Across from the spaceman and between Tucker and Dan, was a porcelain doll with a light pink, frilly dress, rosy cheeks, big blue eyes, golden fluffy hair, and a pair of big pink bows giving her twin tails. There seemed to be nothing out of the ordinary with her, a stark contrast to the downright horrifying at worst and eerie at best photos in her file, but one that Danny definitely did not mind.

A human-sized blob ghost in a fancy suit (a butler?) came out of the kitchen and set plates of food in front of every person seated, regardless of if they were tied up or not.

The smell of freshly cooked eggs and bacon in front of Tucker stirred him awake.

"Guys, I just had the craziest nightmare!" Tucker exclaimed as he woke up without looking too deeply into his current surroundings. "In it, Vlad cloned Danny a bunch of times and the clones were all super weird-"

Sam cleared her throat audibly and gestured to their hosts of the midnight breakfast with her eyes to clue Tucker in to shut up. Tucker, who didn't pick up on it, continued.

"and he also adopted... idunno, Danny's long-lost cousin or something and this horrifying spider-doll thing that looked like it ate the souls of the innocent for breakfast-"

The 'horrifying spider-doll thing' pinched Tucker's side as hard as she could.

"Ow!"

He looked to where he felt the pinch and his face of irritation melted away to one of fear. He was right next to the rebuilt doll. The technology loving teen screamed in a way where it died in his throat and sounded like air escaping a balloon.

"You are the rudest guest we've ever invited to a midnight brunch." The poltergeist pouted and crossed her arms as she spoke in a sing-song voice. "SO rude in fact that I wanna play with you first..."

"Didn't we agree that the non-supernatural earthlings were off limits?" The spaceman raised a nonexistent eyebrow. "Father cares not for them, but he wouldn't appreciate us ruining the carpets over them."

"Oh shut up, Aster" The twin with a mullet rolled his eyes. "Screw the carpets, 'Daddy' would hate this whole damn thing and everyone here knows it. In fact, Flynn, why bother with the dinner and a show at all? We should've killed them before they even woke up."

"Like a coward?" The twin with a ponytail rested her head on her hand while smirking at her twin. "That's the route you wanna take? Is the donor and his friends too stwong and scawy for you?"

Emily covered her mouth with her hands as she snickered in amusement.

"A coward *and* a simpleton." The sheet ghost nodded in agreement to Danielle's taunts. "While I'm still of the opinion that it's too dang early for this nonsense, if we're going to be the ones to end their stories, we need to give them a spectacular, memorable ending! Not just something as dull as putting them out in their sleep like sick dogs at the vet!"

"No." Dan huffed back. "I'm more like someone who doesn't want to go on a wild goose chase from midnight to six in the dang morning! What's the point of making spectacles that they can find a way to worm out of?! Do you two WANT an endless game of cat and mouse?!"

"You don't??" Emily tilted her head to the side. "The endlessness is half the fun!"

"...Or we can let them go for the night and pretend none of this ever happened..?" Brutus nervously fidgeted as his siblings' gazes turned to him. "Clav's right, it *is* too early for this. Aster and Dan have a point, dad wouldn't want us to be doing this behind his back so if he finds out, we're all gonna get in HUGE trouble. And Flynn, Emily, Danielle, we can always play with them if we want to on a different day, it's not like they're going to disappear into thin air never to be seen again the second we let them out."

"...I second that guy's idea." Danny unhelpfully added.

Flynn clinked a spoon against his glass, getting everyone's attention.

"Okay, now that everyone's fully awake and done making fools of themselves..." He shot a glare at Brutus. "It seems that we're at an impasse on what to do with you three, so the only natural solution is a game of hide and seek: we'll break your bonds and let you hide, we'll seek you out and whoever catches you can do whatever they want to you. Sounds fair, everyone?"

The trio gave each other a look while the Masters children grumbled amongst themselves.

"On your mark..." Flynn readied his spear. "Get set..." He threw it directly at Danny, just narrowly missing the boy himself and hitting the rope between his arm and torso, Danny was quick to take the opportunity to blast the ropes off of his friends and flee with them in tow.

"GO!"

The three didn't dare look back as they heard the roar of an engine, the skittering of thousands of spider legs, and the woosh of speeding ghosts behind them.

His first thought was to flee through the ghost portal downstairs, it was the fastest way out of Wisconsin and back home and the fastest way he could think of to end the Masters' children's game of hide and seek which was closer to a game of seek and destroy.

Unfortunately, Aster seemed to know his thought process well enough to predict that Danny would do that as the trio flew head-first into a net set up in front of the portal, managing to get a few feet into the ghost zone before being pulled back out by the net's cables.

"...Well, that's rather anti-climatic. With everything I heard from Skulker, I was under the impression you would be the most elusive earthlings to hunt." The spaceman tsked. "Now hold still, I hold interest in only one of you..."

As he was rummaging with the net trying to figure out how to let Sam and Tucker out without also letting Danny out, Tucker was breaking his PDA out and breaking through as many firewalls as he could before he finally managed to hack into Aster's suit.

"AURGH!"

The spaceman dropped the net as his arms and legs collapsed into his body, his torso followed suit, leaving the only visible parts of his body being his helmet and the pleated skirt-like strips of metal that started fusing together into a stereotypical UFO form that started hovering as Tucker continued to control it.

"Huh, so that's what the skirt's for." Tucker thought out loud as he sent the ghost off.

"It's a pteruges!" Aster corrected as his suit was speeding into outer space against his will.

"Skulker should've warned you about that!" Sam called after the fleeing Space-ghost.

As soon as the three were free from the net, the ghost portal shut itself closed. At the exact same time, Danny's ghost sense went off.

"You guys don't plan on making this easy, do you?" Danny groaned in irritation as he turned around and faced the next Masters to get in the trio's way; Dan. Who unlike Aster, did not have a mechanical weakness to easily exploit.

"Let's just cut to the chase." He cracked his knuckles and switched to his ghost form, revealing to the trio that their suspicions were correct. "We can do this the easy way or the fun way."

Danny took his friends' hands and flew threw the wall.

"Looks like we're doing this the fun way." Dan flew after them.

The ghost from the ruined future chased his past self through the garden, through the trees on the cusp of the Masters' property, back into the mansion, and as Danny noticed Dan was gaining on him, he decided to take a risky maneuver: intentionally seeking out another Masters to distract Dan with.

He weaved in and out of the mansion's walls, seeking out other seeker and finding nothing but empty rooms. Danny cursed under his breath, it shouldn't be THIS hard to find people who were looking for you!

He was zipping through one of their bedrooms right now for crying out loud! Luckily, said bedroom was full of objects covered with sheets, so Danny managed to pull a fast one on Dan by pretending to leave the room and swapping himself and his friends with three of the statues previously under sheets.

Danny covered his mouth with his hands to muffle his gasps as he caught his breath while Sam and Tucker kept an eye out for the other seekers.

"Even if it's safer than getting caught by Dan, with all these sheets, Clav could be hiding in plain sight..." Sam lamented as she scanned the room. "We don't even know what he looks like under it, for all we know, he could've been one of those statues we uncovered."

She frowned at one of them as she read its label, the abstract mass of human features mashed together in clay form was named 'Self Portrait 8'.

"I think we'd have a worse problem if we were trying this in Emily's room. I bet it looks exactly how your room did when you were five; bright pink with a million stuffed animals and other porcelain dolls. Less hiding spots for us, but more places to hide in plain sight for her." Tucker unhelpfully added.

"Ugh, don't remind me..." Sam cringed as she thought back to how her mother went absolutely overboard on overly girly and cute things before she pushed back and established her identity.

"Well, we're not staying here forever." Danny panted. "We just need to find the others and get them on each other's backs instead of ours.."

Tucker pulled out his PDA thinking he might be able to use Aster's tech to catch the others.

"...Or, we could wake Vlad up and make *him* deal with his nightmare spawn while we escape."

"That... works too." Danny was mentally kicking himself for not thinking of that while Dan was chasing them.

"Found you!"

As the living doll popped out of seemingly nowhere, Danny punted her on reflex, sending her hurling into the wall and breaking her head clean off her neck.

"Y-you...!" The doll's voice turned from cheery to eerie and angry, as she spoke, spider legs taller than a full grown adult squirmed and staggered as they forced their way out of the neck hole of the broken doll. "You broke my face and limbs, RUINED my bows, and dirtied my nice pink dress! I'll make you pay for this!"

The trio fled as the headless doll chased them, but now that they had a goal in mind, they sped off to the Master bedroom, but the closer they got, the more Seekers joined the chase, going from just the spider-doll to the spider, the twins, the sheet ghost, the spaceman, and even Flynn, who was throwing spears at them which Danny was just narrowly dodging. Seeing Flynn attack them must've reminded the others that they had projectiles themselves as Danny soon also found himself dodging an array of ectoblasts.

The closer they got, the more hectic and stronger the group's attacks got until Danny flung the bedroom door open and started shaking the sleeping man.

"Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" They frantically repeated as the Masters children were on the brink of capturing them.

Out of desperation, Danny yanked Vlad up and hid behind him with the intent to use him as a human shield which was lucky for Danny, but unlucky for Flynn as a spear intended for Danny's head instead found itself lunged in Vlad's torso.

"GAHK!"

"Uncle!" Flynn called out in instantaneous regret.

Disoriented confusion quickly gave way to lividness as Vlad pulled the spear out of his chest. "Aster! Clav! Dan! Danielle! Emily! Flynn! What on earth do you think all of you are doing at this hour?!"

"Wait! Daddy! W-we can explain!" the headless doll stammered "Those cretins behind you broke into the house and we were scared!"

"The invading Earthlings even attacked us!" Aster gestured to his damaged suit and Emily's broken neck. "We felt we had no other option!"

Vlad shot the trio behind him a glare. "I'll deal with you three later." He then turned back to his own hoard of kids and crossed his arms while tapping his foot. "Then why didn't you think of waking me up to deal with it first or when things were getting rough? For all you know, things could've gotten a lot worse! In fact, where's your brother Brutus?! Did something happen to him?!"

The six nervously fidgeted.

"Er.. well..." Aster tapped his index fingers together.

"Uh..." Clav wrung his hands

"Maybe he.." Danielle started before shaking her head.

"hmm..." Flynn bit his lip and held his chin.

"Um..." Emily pulled at her dress's ribbons.

"I think he got lost..?" Dan shrugged while nervously smiling.

Vlad gave the six a tired frown.

To Danny, there was something unnerving yet satisfying about watching his nemesis dragging his evil future self out the room and down the hallway by the ear while carrying the other five horrors under his arm like a football. Aster's expression was unreadable as was Emily's due to one being headless and the other's featureless fishbowl head being damaged, but Danielle and Clav looked like they were dreading an upcoming punishment while Flynn looked completely devastated and racked with guilt.

But the trio couldn't stick around to watch the six get their just desserts, not unless they wanted to be next. So they snuck back to the lab to escape through the ghost portal.

...Only to find it was still closed and locked.

"Darn it!" Danny exclaimed and punched the metal. "All of that and we're all still stuck here?!"

"...Caught ya."

Danny flinched as he felt a large hand on his shoulder. He whipped around in a second with the intent to shoot only for the large guy to put his hands up, gesturing that he wasn't a threat.

"Woah there! I said before that I just want to talk..."

"...About what?" Danny lowered his charging ectoblast.

"How to get you three back home while the portal's on emergency lock-down for starters? I've got a car and a license, it's not the *fastest* method by any means, but it beats walking and it's less exhausting than carrying two people while flying across states."

"Wait, you *want* to help us?" Tucker raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

"I have questions only you guys can answer." Brutus gestured for the three of them to follow him. "So do you wanna ride or wait for my dad to send you guys home?"

"The ride!"

"We definitely want the ride!"

The trio were quick to follow the hulking brute after realizing that their alternatives were far worse options.

The car he led them to was a black crew cab truck with neon green glow-in-the-dark ghosts all over it in patterns that reminded the three of those hot rod flame patterned cars.

"Woah..."

"Cool!"

The boys exclaimed while Sam rolled her eyes.

"I painted it myself." Brutus grinned at the car proudly as he unlocked it.

The trio and the brute got into the car and sped off, while it was a long way to go, the quicker they got home, the better.

"So you said you had questions only *we* can answer, what are they?" Tucker asked the driver as they got to their first stop light.

"What's Jack Fenton like?"

"Wait, Vlad didn't tell you?" Danny raised an eyebrow.

"He hates talking about him in my earshot, in all my siblings' earshots too... And I think he blocked everything mentioning him in his electronic files, so I can't read them." Brutus explained. "Don't get me wrong, I love my family, but I guess I'm curious and I want to learn about the forbidden family, but without meeting them in person. I mean, at best they'll think I'm some kinda outta wedlock lovechild between Jack and Dad, and at worst... I don't wanna think about it."

"Oh.." Danny thought it over for a while "Well, my dad's tall, built like a wall, you probably got it from him, he has black hair, bluish brown eyes, and he's a ghost hunter, both my parents are, really. He's also an inventor, but he mostly makes... ghost hunting gadgets..."

"I take it he doesn't know about...?" Brutus gestured to Danny's ghost form.

"...Neither of my parents do." Danny nodded.

"So it's normal for families to keep secrets..." The outlier Masters thought out loud while noticing that the red light turned green and drove off.

"Well you and I are specific and unusual cases.."

"I didn't mean to phrase it like it's a bad thing!" Brutus clarified. "It's just... I don't really have a good frame of reference for 'normal'. I'm physically and mentally in my... mid twenties I think? but I've only existed for a handful of months and I think that my dad, siblings and I are all pretty unusual. There's the ghost stuff, dad being a billionaire that collects weird artifacts in the Ghost Zone, one of my siblings being a human raised by ghosts before dad found him, another being a poltergeist, me and four of my siblings being grown in capsules like those foam ghosts that you grow in water..." He listed off before realizing he was getting off track. "Anyway, I can look at something and know that just because it's a MASTERS normal doesn't mean it's normal to everyone else, but finding out what *is* really normal is pretty hard for me."

"..So what is your secret, big guy?" Tucker piped up in the back seat. "If it's not this midnight run, I mean."

"Dad and my siblings don't know that I'm actually made with Jack and Vlad's DNA."

"...What?!" the trio exclaimed as they stared wide eyed at the driver.

"How?!"

"How...?" He raised an eyebrow. "Oh! That, well dad had put a temporary pause on project T.H.A.W. because his hands full with Clav and Flynn and their odd circumstances, but when he got back to it and started trying to make me, he grabbed both the wrong human DNA sample and the wrong halfa DNA sample. Unlike Flynn, he didn't get my DNA tested because 'Jack has a very distinctive build' so there wasn't any doubt on who my human gene donor was and unlike Clav, I didn't show any signs or symptoms of ecto-acne so he never saw any reason to double check."

"And how did you figure out you're made with Vlad's DNA if *he* didn't know?"

As Danny asked the question and actually studied the driver's features, Brutus's secret seemed less 'secret' to him. In fact, he was almost kicking himself for needing to be told. The other clones had *his* features, Dan, Danielle, and Aster were literal copies of him, Clav was a skeleton and it still had his face shape, but Brutus? Everything that suggested that he a Fenton in blood came from Danny's Dad's DNA, not Danny's DNA itself. And while he still saw his dad in Brutus, he also started to see the Vlad in him, like the more triangular shape of his body as opposed to Jack's square body type (maybe he would've had Vlad's hourglass body type if he wasn't as beefy or big boned) or the shape of the chimera's head not perfectly matching up with Jack's (although definitely having the Fenton Patriarch's chin), but looking more like Vlad's.

"I compared and contrasted my DNA with the lab samples after I saw a picture of dad back in his college days. He and I had the same gray-ish color stripe." He tapped on said gray streak on his Mohawk for emphasis. "I got rid of the test and put the picture back where I found it after I found out. Dad already worries a lot about Clav getting sick again, I don't want him to worry twice as much, you know? Plus there's also Flynn, Emily, Aster, the twins..." Brutus shrugged. "Plus, I'm a good problem solver, so why bug dad about a problem after I fixed it myself?"

"...Did you ever get Ecto-ance before..?" Sam gave the driver and his suddenly suspicious faint circular scars on his arms, shoulders, and face a quizzical look.

"Yeah, but I scratched it off so no reason to worry."

"...You. Scratched. It. Off."

"Yup, with a cheese grater."

The trio gawked at the brute who refused to elaborate, perhaps sparing their sanity by bringing his ramblings to an end for now. After a handful of songs on the radio, Sam piped up again.

"There's something that's been bugging me about all of this... How come you're the only one of Vlad's kids who's NOT evil when you're one of the most Vlad of them..?"

"The answer I think you're looking for is 'we're more than the sum of our parts'. -Parts in this case being what our parents made us out of. But if you ask me, I think that 'evil' would be too strong of a word for any of us, really..." Brutus rubbed his thumb against the steering wheel. "Flynn's a human raised by ghosts in the ghost zone, that's not evil, that's a wild child trying to adjust to a domesticated world with varying results. Imagine being raised by wolves all your life, then getting brought to human civilization by a werewolf. That's Flynn's situation. Danielle's struggling with identity issues being a twin on top of being a clone and all, while figuring out who she is, she is gonna act out and get mean, it's frustrating being constantly compared to your siblings by others even when you love them. Clav *talks* big villainy stuff but never really tries anything, it just likes making art and being spooky and angsty. Aster has a similar thing going on but with him but instead of art he LARPs as his Space-alien bounty hunter OC 24/7. I don't know about you but only "evil" for the aesthetic doesn't really count as evil in my eyes... Emily's a poltergeist, a ghost that doesn't have a physical form of her own like you and I do so she needs to rely on a vessel and things she is capable of interacting with. I'm sure you'd be really possessive of certain objects too if they were your only way of communicating with the world and you'd get *furious* if someone damaged or broke those things. Dan? There's a lot of unresolved grief and anger that comes with losing everyone you love, your entire emotional support network to the arbitrary decisions of the universe and blaming it on something as dumb as cheating a standardized test and getting a new support group doesn't automatically resolve that, especially when that support group *also* has a ton of issues..."

"Wait, wait, wait... You know about Dan's past?!"

"He had a panic attack when Dad caught him cheating on some kind of brain test to make sure we're sentient and stuff and just kinda... spilled everything. He and dad had a lot of long talks after that, also timeline police showed up but I don't know a lot about what happened after that, but he's getting... less murderous! Occasionally. ...Still really bitter about the time cops though."

"And you and your siblings are all... cool with it..?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't we be? Ghost from another timeline that possessed a stillborn fully human clone to hide from time cops isn't too weird considering everybody else in the Masters clan... Are we a dysfunctional family? Definitely. Unhinged? Some of us more than others... Overenthusiastic Drama Queens? Hell yeah! Some of us never even drop our gimmicks! Dangerous, especially when compared to the average household of regular human beings? Oh yeah." He nodded. "But evil? There's bad, we Masters can fit into the bad category, I'm not arguing against that, and then there's evil..."

"And where do you draw the line between the two?"

"Bad people do things solely for their own benefit or do things out of proportion to hurt those who hurt them. While they do things that are hurtful to themselves and or others, it's not without purpose, there's motives behind why they do what they do and how they act, lines they won't cross, feeling remorse for what they do at times... Evil people? They also do things solely for their own benefit or do things out of proportion to hurt those who hurt them. Sometimes there's motives and explanations but those are optional with evil people, unlike with bad people, evil people have no lines they wont cross to get what they want. Evil people don't feel remorse at all... Some of them even relish in the pain they inflict to others..."

"Okay..." Tucker uncomfortably fidgeted as he thought of how to steer the conversation to something less grim before he noticed the 'A nice place to live' billboard. "We made it back to Amity already!? What type of horsepower do you have under that hood?"

"Standard engine I think, the *real* horsepower comes from ghost power." Brutus chuckled before checking the map. "...Do you guys mind if I drop you off at the Nasty Burger? I don't know where you live."

"Oh yeah, sure."

"Cool." Brutus nodded in acknowledgement as he pulled up to the restaurant, letting the trio out. "Also, can you do me a favor and not tell my dad or siblings I dropped you off..? Getting grounded is easier than being the only sibling *not* grounded."

"Sure thing, and thanks for the ride!" Danny waved the ghost truck off as the only one of his new strange cousins he liked so far started his long drive home.

After Brutus was gone, Danny returned his friends to their perspective homes and made it back to his own, flopping on his bed and ready to spend the dawning Saturday sleeping through the entire weekend.

Write a fic where Vlad has a kid

Biological

Adopted

au where Dani is his half-ghost child he loves,

A full-ghost (lots of room here)

Maybe the other clones survive too so he has 5 kids now

the other clones are intelligent so he has 4 kids and no need to make a prime clone 

kidnapping

Wishes for a kid and Desiree grants his wish

maybe he has a pet goat

[nightgalen]

“And Anakin is on his way despite the dread boiling through his blood. That’s what makes him a real hero. Not the way the HoloNet labels him; not without fear, but stronger than fear. He looks the dragon in the eye and doesn’t even slow down.”

[mionkings]

Wrong Twin Bozos 🙄

First ever DC x DP prompt because I've been getting brainrot reading yall prompts and I need a nap :> this is crac–

A classic twin Damian and Danny AU, where Danny ends up with the generic fuckery of having the GIW/Bad Parents!Fentons after him from a bad reveal gone wrong, Vlad outing him, or escaping after getting vivsected and injured badly.

Who Knows? But Danny's GOTTA GO-

Now in some scenarios, we get Danny hitting the deck and going to Gotham, to Batman and Robin aka Damian for help and revealing himself. But some au prompts I've seen of Danny ORIGINS about leaving the League of Assassins is via fake death, help or the pit, etc. Danny left for a reason that got him away with a new life- he's FUCKED if he goes to his bio dad and his twin brother, he tells himself =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇).

Going to Gotham aka the BatFam would blow Danny's cover, getting the attention of the League of Assassins after all this time is definitely not on Danny's to-do list. He's got enough on his plate, thank you :']

So instead, while Danny leaves Amity Park with the help of his friends, he doesn't aim for Gotham, he instead goes to hide in other cities such as Star City, Keystone City, or Central City. Honestly, doesn't even have to be a city, he straight up leaves the country if yall feel like it, guy deserves a break dammit. Can't have laws of legal torture affect you when you're in open seas ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Now cue Danny's pursuers scrambling to find the Halfa, a constant chase- that is until they finally get a photo of Danny, scowling with his green eyes, trying to hide his ghostly traits that mustve leaked through when the photo was taken in Gotham.

They begin to get ready.

It's time to capture the creature once and for all.

[probadbatch]

A couple days late but I made a Bad Batch cake for May the 4th not pictured: the giant mess I made of the other side of my kitchen

[puppetmaster13u]

Y’know what would be a funny thing for Danny Phantom crossovers, specifically DC but just in general too.

Danny going around with Ellie and Dan, not as ghosts or halfas or vigilantes or villians. But as the children of Clockwork, aka Kronos, Father Time, and whatever other names he’s gone by. 

Bonus points on if they joke about Ellie pulling a Dad and eating her siblings. “Yeah she was supposed to be septuplets but kind of just absorbed her siblings lol” “Lol??? That’s not a lol thing-”

[cloned-eyes]

Batcher No.4

Living in the woods by himself this scary looking hermit is actually a sweetheart. You need help cutting down a tree or build something? He's your man (if you can get past the faintest smell of wet dog).

@pinahallowsevecloneparty

[gert-the-disaster]

he’s like a critter to me

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Respawn had no idea who this guy was. He had woken up on the forest floor somewhere after a fight with Robin that had admittedly ended poorly for both of them.

All his wounds were bandaged and looked after. He wasn't even in pain! A rare luxury indeed. Looking over he saw a guy around his own age cooking some fish over an open flame. The other teen, as if feeling eyes on him, turned toward Respawn and smiled.

"I hope you like green onions." He said, motioning towards the plate stacked high with the vegetable, "They're the only edible thing I could find."

The day dragged on with the guy-Danny- playing nursemaid and insisting to take care of Respawn as he recovered, even going so far as to cut his food for him. Hes pretty sure Danny would have fed him himself if he had struggled anymore with handling the stick the fish was on.

Blessedly his enhanced healing factor ensured that he wasn't down for too long and he could take care of himself. He couldn't bring himself to be annoyed with Danny though. He was actually rather grateful.

When Respawn asked why Danny was out here in the wilderness he sheepishly told him about how his mad scientist parents had made a portal to another dimension and had tried to create a portal gun for portable access to said dimension. They were showing it to him, his sister and his two friends when something went wrong and the gun went off, sucking them all into the new portal. He woke up in the forest alone.

Looking back on thier past conversations, Repawn decided that it made sense. It would explain why Danny didn't know what a meta human was or that they had rights protecting them. Danny had been so excited when he had told him and immediately began using his unholy number of powers to help them survive in the wild.

Aka Danny, Jazz, Maddie, Jack, Sam, and Tucker are all thrown into the DC universe and all of them have been separated and are worried sick about the others and trying to find them

[moonvixenart]

Echo doodle

[dathomirdumpsterfire]

[clownmitts]

Did you guys know that way way back in 1980s-

[omaano]

This project is officially out of hand - I swore 3 months ago that I won't expand it to clones territory, I really won't, and look where I am now! I also had to double down on Rex, if I'm here and have accepted defeat, as I finally got around to watching Rebels and I just love him so much with that beard, and his freckles omg TTnTT (I really really wouldn't mind seeing him in the Ahsoka show either, please)

The rest of the Mandalorian Star Wars meets Hades AU project is here

I've spent my sick day real productively, I believe :3

[bibannana]

Anakin *looking at Fives*: Why does he have a lip blanket?

Fives *strokes his moustache*: It's a moustache.

Anakin *points to Obi-wan*: No, that's a moustache. That- *gestures to Fives* - is a lip blanket.

Echo *snorts*: I told you to shave it off.

Taglist: @soliloquy-of-nemo @sexy-rex @staycalmandhugaclone @jiabae @nekotaetae

[soarrenbluejay]

Can’t remember where I’ve seen the idea first but I’ve had this idea of Regular Clowns taking offense to joker’s bullshit for a while now and exacting Vengeance. The man doesn’t even has an egg! His ass never been to clown school! He’s a disgrace to them all!

So four buddies leaving the traveling circus business decide as people who have loved every second of this and are Deeply Insulted by this wanker to Do Something About It.

Three of them are showmen- an acrobat, a juggler, a fire fanatic, the works.

The last one, Jerry, is a stage hand. He is their most powerful member- not only does he have the superpower of self care, but he’s a meta! Minor telekinesis is actually really useful when shuttling stuff around in a stage in a hurry! (And that whole thing of our idea of ninjas coming from stage hands in all black being ‘invisible’ yeah. Cryptid vibes, except it’s just Jerry)

So. A clown car pulls up in Gotham, in the middle of a Joker attack, presumably despite ever Gothamite on the road who saw it making their best effort to take one for the team and mow them down. This is a no good awful sign for Gotham.

But it gets better.

Because out does not step a bunch of goon reinforcements in masks, or some jokerified poor soul, but instead someone in one of those historical jester costumes, bells and dramatic ass sleeves and all. Also, they’re bright orange. It is slightly eye searing. In one hand is the end to a long line of tied together handkerchiefs in clashing neon colors which appears to be infinite bc it just keeps coming. In the other is a comedically oversized hammer with a squeaky sound effect installed but no spring to soften the blow- it in fact has spikes with little Mayfair banners hanging off.

They immediately attempt to strangle/bash Joker to death with a winning smile firmly in place, and actually survive the attempt of which by apparent virtue of being made of rubber or something. And out slides our fire master, in all teal for contrast, who promptly throws smoke bombs at the crowd of goons around and starts all but boa staffing them down with his fire wand, paired with a dramatic speech about how Joker is in insult to the idea of circus and also the most unfunny bitch to ever walk the earth.

Lastly, the juggler. They have come armed. With glitter and hackysacks. A dramatic beatdown ensues, with much shrieking and yelling on all sides. A gif is made of Joker being bonked right through a concrete wall with a move right out of a video game. Several goons get concussions a la bowling pins. It’s all being live streamed by someone through their apartment window and is rapidly going viral. It’s a good time mostly because this attempt at vengeance against the Clown Bitch Gotham did not immediately involve some one getting very anticlimacticly shot.

No really takes note of the guy in all black and ski mask, calmly standing in the middle of the flaming chaos. He occasionally holds out a new set of props for the juggler, an oversized great sword for our acrobat jester, some nitroglycerin for blowy uppy efforts, the works. Until he starts calmly putting together a three story set of scaffolding for the gang to use for the purpose of beating the crime king’s skull in in even more ridiculous ways and also so jester can showcase their absolute lack of a spine.

And Jerry goes back to standing in the middle of this chaos, apparently unaffected by Literally Everything going on. His friends are fucking crazy, he’s used to it.

Meanwhile, Ghost King Danny gets a new urgent appeal at his ghostly royal desk- someone is attempting to enact vengeance against the joker and move approximately 46363883 souls along doing it, except it’s not the Red Hood this time! It’s Some Random Guys that a minor mischief god is now attempting to fast track layering with blessings! Said minor god is officially appealing for the Ghost Monarch’s support. Danny is conflicted- on one hand, he Fucking Hates Clowns. And has a major hero worship thing going on for Red Hood, a fellow supernatural hero (in the dead’s eyes) much his senior. However, the idea of a bunch of nobody’s beating the joker to death at the same time as declaring how shit of a clown he is IS pretty hilarious.

He gives it the stamp of Yes, provided others seeking vengeance (aka red hood, the thousands of joker victims in Gotham, anyone who wants to go spectacular viral) can still intervene to catch some own hands, a minor merriment/will of the people god does a jig on the spot, and back with the Justice Circus Brigade, ghouls and Spectors alike start popping up to join in on the fun! Which our beloved ren faire rejects are actually pretty okay with- big enough circus events in the DC universe have a bad habit of becoming possessed/very obviously haunted/Ooky Spooky like, every few months. And these guys look much friendlier than whatever the hell has been in the house of mirrors these last few months!

Red Hood isn’t sure how he’s suddenly in the middle of upper Gotham when he’s was decidedly Nowhere Near three seconds ago, but that’s a problem for later when the Bitch Ass Clown Extraordinaire is Right There!! So he tables it to be very paranoid about later, shrugs, and starts shooting. Jester starts shouting out points for accuracy/comedy, Jerry calmly asks if he wants some of their backup silver bullets just in case The Target really is an unholy being of some sort. (They have taken Precautions. For Everythinf. Or at least Jerry did.) Jason can’t say no to free extra ammunition and also That’s Hilarious, man he has to hire these guys!

Then fire juggler molotov’s the joker, and he decides these idiots are ABSOLUTELY worth saving from the big bad bat. Fuck it, this morons are the BEST.

[rooksunday]

every batch has an extra brother. the brother needs neither pod nor rations, and he doesn't take part in flash training or live fire drills. he doesn't speak. he doesn't sleep. he doesn't scream.

the silent brother is the one constant in a clone's existence.

in his sealed mouth are the names and designations of every sibling gone before; those that are taken in the night by the longnecks, and those taken in the day by a trainer's hand. he keeps the names safe beneath his still tongue. the day will come to speak them back.

in his cupped hands has passed every drop of clone blood spilled on kamino; he catches the blood of cuts, burns, blaster bolts, and beatings. there is a sea on kamino that roils clone red. the day will come when the waters rise.

in his shadow is a doorway. some siblings cross through early, under their own power or anothers', and some stand at the threshold for hours or days before turning back. the shadow of the silent brother can be found on kamino. geonosis. coruscant. everywhere a clone walks, the silent brother's shadow is at their heels, waiting to welcome them home.

the day will come.