#the Giw are gonna have fun pretty soon

[tanglepelt]

Dp x dc idea 163

Danny learns while being held by the Giw that he can in fact make portals. For whatever reason he can call the portal even with anti ecto cuffs. They start out small and unstable. Disappearing with the blink of an eye.

It’s only when he is being dissected it’s a fully formed portal. Only lasting long enough to engulf him. Table and all.

He has no idea where he’ll end up. All he knows is it’s somewhere on earth and he is still strapped to the table.

Some potential places he could end up. The Kent’s barn, in front of Martian manhunter, in the middle of the gala, the middle of a legion of doom meeting, the middle of the justice league, maybe even in the middle of a Wayne family dinner.

[disillusioneddanny]

Cat’s Cradle

Parts:  1 

Danny looked around the town, taking everything in. From what he had figured out so far from his explorations he was in Gotham City which was not…ideal. While he technically wasn’t a meta, he probably would seem like a meta if Batman found out he was here. But, that would just have to be something he would deal with. He had been here for maybe three hours and could already feel stolen artifacts literally everywhere in the ancient’s forsaken city. 

He was going to start his mission in looking for them soon but first, it would be pretty cool to check out Gotham. The ghost had already made his way through the upper side of Gotham and was about to take to the skies so he could find a nice place to stay while here. 

He slipped into a dark alleyway and let the usual shift take over. Danny smiled as he immediately took to the skies, turning himself invisible as he did so. There was something that was just absolutely freeing about being able to fly through the sky without having to worry about his parents or a stray GIW agent trying to shoot him down. Maybe the GIW would never even find out about him here, that had to be wishful thinking, though. There was no way he would just be away from them for the rest of his life. The GIW would always be there to haunt him, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t spend this time acting as though they didn’t exist. 

He smiled to himself as he flew through fog and passed the large towering buildings. Gotham definitely was nothing like home, that was for sure. He spun through the skies, letting himself stretch out happily, eyes closed as he just lazily flew around, taking in the freedom. 

 Danny had never quite experienced freedom like this before, it was amazing and scary and exhilarating. He didn’t have to worry about getting shot by his parents, Jazz wasn’t calling him every five seconds to check on him and he had no ghosts trying to hunt him down for his pelt. It was amazing. 

A sharp tug to his core distracted him, though, as he flew over a large white building. Danny frowned to himself before he dipped down lower only to realize that it was a museum. The Gotham Museum of Ancient Artifacts to be precise. He tilted his head to the side as he thought. He was here for his kingly duties, might as well get started now. He would figure out the rest later. Maybe he could even find a spot in the museum itself for him to make his home at, that way he can check on each and every artifact to see if he needed to take any. 

Danny flew through the roof of the large building and followed the pull to an ancient Egyptian exhibit. He frowned, looking around at all of the artifacts that were scattered around on pedestals for others to stare at. Sure, history was important and it was imperative for others to learn about it, but did they have to steal things from graves to do it? Or hell, steal bodies from their graves? Danny landed on his feet and slipped into the shadows carefully. He didn’t want to use his powers for this, it would take away all of the fun. No, Danny wanted to be a full on criminal! He wanted the world to see the new museum thief playing his own version of Robin Hood. Steal from the museums and other shifty places and return to the graves. He closed his eyes and focused on his appearance. He shifted back to human, but his clothes were different. Gone were his pajamas that he had been wearing when he had been first thrown into the portal, in their place was a black hooded cowl covering his hair, a black mask covered his mouth, just leaving his eyes in view for others to see. A black jacket hugged his torso tight while black boots and black pants covered his lower half. He looked like a ninja. 

He felt cool as fuck. 

Danny squinted his eyes as he looked around before spotting it. The artifact that seemed to scream at him was a beautiful, black crystalline cat. Danny stalked forward slowly and carefully, keeping to the shadows as he made his way to the pedestal. 

“Don’t worry, I’m gonna take you home,” Danny said, reaching for the cat only for a dark, clawed hand to reach out and snatch it first. 

“Sorry, Little Kitten but this kitty is all mine,” a woman purred. Danny whipped his head over and stared wide eyed at the woman before him. Holy shit Batman! It was Catwoman herself! In the flesh! Ancients, she was so cool. Danny had been following her for years. For a human she acted as though she was a ghost, no one could ever get more than blurred pictures of her, she always seemed to get away in ways that no one quite knew how. 

“Wow! I’m sorry Ms. Catwoman, Ma’am, I love your work! I”m a huge fan, really, I am. But that piece is mine, I kinda saw it first,” Danny said, reaching his arm over to try to snag the piece away from the woman.  

Catwoman gave the boy a smirk and just as Danny blinked, the artifact was gone from sight. “I’m sorry Kitty Cat but that is not how the game works,” she said, stepping closer to Danny, a predatory look in her eyes. “Besides, hasn’t anyone told you? I’m the only cat burglar in Gotham.”

Danny flushed and rubbed at his neck. “I get that, Ms. Catwoman. But I’m kinda on a mission and there’s some things that I gotta collect and that’s one of them, ya know? So, I’m just gonna,” Danny reached out again to where he felt the artifact pulse only for the rogue to glare and slap Danny’s hand away. 

“No. It’s mine, you are not getting it. Do you understand me?” She said, gripping Danny’s hand tight. Danny smirked and phased his hand through her grip and rocked on his heels. 

“I really don’t. No disrespect, like I said you’re like my hero,” he said, causing the woman’s green eyes to widen slightly, her eyebrows raised. Ancients, her goggles were so cool! “But has no one ever told you the saying? It’s finders keepers losers weepers,” he said just as she pressed a clawed hand to his forehead to keep him back.

“You need better heroes kid,” she said as he swiped his hands at her trying to find the artifact, only for the rogue to keep him held back. 

“No! You’re so cool!” He whined, trying to get closer. “Just give me the cat! I need it.”

“No. I want it, it’s mine Kitten,” Catwoman said, a sharp smile on her face as though she was enjoying the interaction. 

Danny let out a huff and pulled away just as someone burst into the room. “You win this round but I’m gonna get that damn cat,” he muttered. Catwoman just winked at him before she twiddled her fingers at the vigilantes running towards them and practically disappeared in thin air. 

“Halt! What do you think you’re doing?” A voice shouted. Danny looked away from the spot that Catwoman had just been standing in to smile at the vigilante who had drawn–was that a sword? Did Robin have a sword now? Holy shit!

“I’m gonna have to figure out how she did that,” Danny muttered to himself before he waved at the Robin, Batman close behind him. “Sorry Birdy! But this kitty needs to get going,” he said before turning invisible and intangible and flying through the ceiling. He was going to have to figure out something to get that damn cat back. 

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[ecto-american]

Le Freak

Phic Phight Oneshot for @phantomroyalty : Natural born halfas (EX a child with one ghost parent and one human parent) used to be common place. Now they are all gone. What happened to them?

It’s been a rough day lads, and this is purely self-indulgent nonsensical headcanon stuff that I wrote while partly crying over stress! Thus, fun fact for you! You can’t critique or criticize this because if you do, I absolutely will cry again! I know it sucks, it jumps around and makes Zero Sense bc editing? idk her but I just need to be able to post my fun shit and have a good time  :’) I’ll even put literally everything under the cut

Word Count: 1814

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“Cas?” 

Danny looked up from his phone to glance at his mom before his eyes shifted to see who she was referring to. A dark skinned man about his mom’s height with black hair to his shoulders, in jeans and a dark yellow t-shirt was standing with a grocery cart. The man looked around confused for a moment before turning to his mom. Once facing her, he shot her a bright smile.

“Aye, Mads,” he called out cheerfully. 

“Oh, I haven’t seen you since college!” Maddie exclaimed, and Danny internally groaned. He returned his attention back to his phone, continuing to lean onto the grocery cart. He began to text his friends about the interruption. “I can’t believe you came to Amity Park and didn’t tell me!”

He heard his mom continuing to chat. His name soon came up, and he glanced up.

“This is my son, Danny.”

Cas was giving him a bright smile. Danny gave a polite half smile in return, only to freeze as ghost sense went off. He noticed at the end of the isle, a young adult turning the corner, in his early twenties with very long, light blonde hair. Super long, especially for a guy. Jean jacket and dark washed jeans, a regular black band t-shirt. Very ordinary. 

“Dad, they don’t have any salt,” he complained, but he paused upon seeing the conversation. 

“Oh, uh, this is my son, Peter,” Cas introduced briefly, and his entire demeanor shifted. Danny couldn’t help but completely forget the texting conversation. This dude was suddenly...so nervous. “Peter, this is Maddie. We went to college together.”

Peter didn’t come any closer to them. He gave a light, polite wave from afar, and Danny knew that he was staring at his mom...almost nervously. 

“I’m terribly sorry, but we need to get going,” Cas apologized. He pulled the grocery cart with him as he stepped towards his son. “Busy schedule. It was good seeing you!”

“Oh you too!” Maddie was cheerful, seemingly oblivious to the others. The father son duo left the isle, and out of sight. Danny watched after them.

“Where’d you know him from?” Danny wondered. He glanced to see Maddie putting some boxed dinners into their cart.

“Cas? He was an old classmate of your dad and I. Before Vlad, he worked on the portal with us, but ended up dropping out to care for his son, but I’m so glad to hear that he eventually went back and finished. He was always a very smart man,” Maddie replied. She glanced at the list in her hand. “We don’t have much more to get. Let’s try to get done before the rush really comes in.”

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“Phantom,” a voice called out to him. Danny glanced over to see Peter standing nearby. The halfa shot him a smile, capping his thermos and a light salute. Though inside he was a bit shaky. Was he really just? Watching that entire fight?

“Hello, citizen!” Danny put on his public hero voice. He paused, half turning away as he prepared to leave. “Well uh, ghost’s contained. I’ll see you around!”

“No!” Peter’s harsh, desperate plea caught him off guard. “Please. We need to talk. I know your secret.” Danny’s blood ran cold. 

“What secret?” Danny asked quickly. “There’s no secret. I’m a ghost, what secret could I have?”

Peter’s look, that absolute knowing, scared Danny. Despite it, he didn’t seem malicious like he had feared. 

“You can’t run, because I really, really actually need your help,” Peter asked. “I know you’re half ghost.” He hurriedly added at Danny’s panicked look, “But I don’t know who your human half is! I don’t care who either, I just really need to know how you’re so stable.” 

The entire statement caught Danny absolutely off guard. Peter wasn’t giving off any kind of vibe like he was with the Guys in White, nor that he was going to hurt him. He couldn’t even sense anybody else around, and he had been fighting in the area long enough to have already set off booby traps if they existed. And his ghost sense...had gone off around him sporadically. 

“What do you mean?” Danny asked. Peter’s lower lip trembled.

“I’m half ghost too,” he claimed. Danny stared, his heart stopping. “But I can’t...it’s literally killing me.”

“I don’t believe you,” he whispered. Peter motioned for him to move back a bit. Danny did.

There were no familiar rings or flash of light that always signaled his transformation. A dark shadow seemed to overwhelm the other, and left behind a figure that was unmistakably ghostly. Electric blue skin that was forever crackling with purple energy with matching purple eyes, the once blond hair now pitch black and floating around him softly. His outfit didn’t change, but Danny’s ghost sense did go off.

Peter held his hand up, and a purple dome shield came up. An ectoplasmic dome shield. He didn’t know how to feel at this revelation. Danny could only stare in awe at the other. There was more like him. It wasn’t just him and Vlad and Dani. They weren’t alone, there were oth-

The newly exposed halfa doubled over with a groan of pain. The shield quickly melted away, and Danny tensed up. He took a step forward.

“D-Don’t!” Peter’s voice gurgled, and Danny stopped. The newly discovered halfa fell to his knees and knees, and he threw up as his ghostly form melted away. As the form melted away, Danny could feel the air being filled with a rush of electricity and static before it finally faded.

“...Are you okay?” Danny called out.

“Yeah, that’s normal,” Peter wheezed, wiping his mouth as he stood back up, wiping his knees of dirt and gravel. “My ghost powers are super unstable. I can’t…not without...” He paused before glancing up at Danny. “Did you ever have a time where you were struggling to get your powers to work?”

“Yeah,” the teen nodded.

“I’m the opposite. I have to force myself to turn it off, and it takes so much energy, and every time I just try to utilize a little bit of power, it’s this…” Peter trailed off. “It’s overwhelming. And it hurts. And I can’t just bottle it up forever. If I don’t let it lose sometimes...it’s not pretty. I try to do it in isolated areas. Just let the excess energy out.”

Danny could only imagine the kind of destruction. If he had to guess, based on the electricity in the air, this guy had some kind of electric core. 

“How’d you...know about me anyway?” Danny changed the subject.

“I didn’t put puzzle pieces together, if that’s your concern,” Peter assured him. “The other halfa told me.” Danny’s eyes widened. “It’s why my dad and I came to Amity Park. We’ve been looking for a halfa to help us, or uh, rather help me.”

“Wait Vlad told you!?” he blurted out. What the fuck, cheesehead!? Oh, when Danny found him, he was gonna.

“No?” Peter’s puzzled tone snapped him out of his anger. “There’s...more than just us three left?” Danny’s undead heart skipped a beat. 

“Five,” Danny replied. “Who’s this other halfa?”

Peter stared somberly at him, glancing at his feet briefly as he toed with some of the rubble. 

“...I don’t know his human name. I purposefully didn’t ask,” Peter told him. “I originally asked him to help me, but he’s in a terrible spot and needed help of his own, help we couldn’t give. Not without getting ourselves in worse trouble. He said you were a halfa though. It had to be worth a shot. There’s not many of us left anymore.”

“How’d you even become half-ghost?” Danny asked curiously. Peter cocked his head in confusion. 

“I was? Born this way? Ghost mom, human dad?” he said slowly. He studied Danny curiously, and it seemed to click. “Wait were you not born half ghost?”

“You were born this way?” Danny asked back. His mind was going crazy. You could be born a half-ghost? That was possible? How come his parents never knew that? This would definitely explain why his dad seemingly dropped the Fentons as a friend... “Wait, many of us left?” 

Peter’s face told him nearly everything. Something happened. Something bad. The other cleared his throat. 

“Um...yeah,” he said quietly. “It’s kind of a long story. I don’t know all the details, cause I was kinda young, but basically...there was a lot of us. We had our own little section of the Ghost Zone. Do you know how the Bermuda Triangle is a giant natural ghost portal?” Danny nodded in confirmation. “There’s a section of the Ghost Zone near where it spawns most often that we used to inhabit, because of all the otherworldly crossing. Well, we were there. Before the Guys in White found out about us, and they came, and.” 

His breath hitched. Danny felt sick. The Guys in White...knew. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. They not only knew, but did this...oh fuck then that meant that there was a chance that they knew about him, and Vlad, and…..oh no.

“My dad said I nearly died too,” Peter continued. “One of the full ghosts saved me, smuggled me out. And my mom’s a doctor and was able to save me, but I was in a coma for like two months. Some made it out alive too. The unlucky ones…”

“...Died?” Danny guessed quietly. Peter let out a breathless chuckle. 

“No. They’re lucky if the GIW just killed them,” he replied flatly. “It’s honestly terrible. I don’t think you wanna know.” Peter was right; Danny didn’t want to know. It was Peter’s turn to be curious. “So...you weren’t born this way? Right? So how…”

“I was in an accident,” Danny kept it simple. Peter raised an eyebrow.

“Must be one hell of an accident,” he commented. Danny chuckled nervously. Peter sighed heavily. “So, I still don’t know if you can actually help my stabilization issue…cause of the differences…”

“I’ll do what I can!” Danny blurted out. Peter’s face brightened. “Please. I’d love to know more about halfas. We can compare stuff.” The young adult let out a sigh of relief.

“Come to my house tonight, my parents can tell you everything they know,” Peter agreed. He reached into his pocket to pull out the familiar small notebook. He ripped a page out, jotting down an address Danny already knew. “Just...come alone.”

Danny nodded, holding his hand out for the paper. Peter gave it to him, and despite the other powering down, Danny still felt a bit of an electric shock as they grazed hands. 

“I’ll see you then,” Danny promised. 

Grasping the note, he waved a goodbye, and he flew out. He had so much to tell Jazz.