I always really liked her design in the show so I hope I updated it well here. I think I did alright, even if it looks a little uninspired. The clothes were difficult to design
I don’t have as clear of an idea on what she’s doing like I do the others. I haven’t decided if she’s still hunting ghosts or if she’s in school like the others. But, her and Danny probably still talk occasionally and she’s doing well.
I always really liked her design in the show so I hope I updated it well here. I think I did alright, even if it looks a little uninspired. The clothes were difficult to design, because I wanted her to look different yet still recognizable. Critique, especially on this design is greatly appreciated!
It occurred to me i never showed you guys my full college danny design. The design update was based on Danielle, and Miles Morales. Critiques are highly appreciated!
I may do something with these college designs in the future…
Remember those Danny Phantom college aged designs I did? Well here’s Jazz!
She goes to a different college than Danny and is studying Neuroscience and Therapy.
I think Danny probably took a gap year to focus on ghost hunting and choosing a major, so when he’s a first year she’s on her fourth year.
I based her design off of my own sibling, they’re pretty similar and I thought it’d be a cute reference. Critique on the design is greatly appreciated.
Vladimir was flying loop-de-loops through a football stadium, the castle clearly visible a small distance away as The Dairy King, or rather Rupert Magnus in a spectral pair of Packer’s sweats, lobbed ectobeams at him. Vlad was laughing, “Come on old man? Can’t you hit me? This is almost getting sad.”
Rupert was rolling his sweatshirt sleeves, green skin flushing a slight blue as he charged hands again, wrinkled face smiling warmly through glimmering spectral sweat. “And can you do anything but be a brat, Vladimir? If not-” Another blast barely missed the halfa as he swerved and dived. “ - I think we are at a tensioned equality.”
Vlad snorted and motioned around. “ You bought a football stadium and stored enough Packer’s crud in the wine cellar,” He air-quoted. “- to start a museum.”
Rupert huffed, “ It’s art and I appreciated the finer things-”
Vlad stuck out his tongue, “ Yes, puke green and booger yellow. Very fine indulgences.”
Rupert was growling like a chihuahua as he tackled Vladimir to the ground and pointed a finger smugly under the younger’s startled chin. “It’s grass green and brilliant gold, a wealthy aesthetic and pleasing to my Irish and Scottish heritage so, yes. The finer things and all kept out of sight for your sake.” The last part was more a gentle reminder to the younger who gave a weak smile in acknowledgment.
Then Rupert was helping Vladimir up and patting him off. “Now Vladimir, it’s a fine late August Saturday morning so what are you planning on doing?” There was a sternness as the elder looked to Vladimir, “ And might I add that I may be dead but I do track the fact you skip meals. Honestly, it’s not that hard for a man to make a cheese grilled sandwich dontcha know?”
Vladimir blushed slightly with embarrassment and looked the floating and fat ghoul in the eyes as he crossed his arms and shifted to human form. “I do eat-”
“Ramen, rice krispies, takeout, and that rather questionable gas station submarine sandwich I saw in your office.” Rupert listed off in almost a single breath before pointing a fat wrinkled finger at Vlad. “I was talking meals kiddo, not your lazy fill-up purchases.”
Vladimir rolled his eyes and smirked, “Tell you what? I’ll offer a deal. I’ll eat a decent steady diet every day for a year on the condition you allow me to sell everything relating to the Packer’s save for that football I gave you to guard.”
Rupert went wide-eyed and retracted, before narrowing his rounded orbs at the almost smug silver-headed halfa. “ You won’t last a week. If I win? We get a supplier of cheese and hire an errand boy or gal for grocery runs. You can’t be trusted with food.”
Vladimir smirked and hummed before kicking up and flying over to the castle with Rupert. “Not a fan of macaroni and cheese?”
Rupert looked affronted and waved his arms around as he shifted his attire for something more kingly, “ Boxed macaroni and cheese is a sin to Wisconsin. Next thing ya tell me will probably be that you don’t know how to make a fried curd.”
Vladimir furrowed his brow and looked to Rupert in confusion before questioning, “ A what?”
Rupert made a finger cross with his fingers and sped up to fly past Vladimir, “To think I gave you the title of Dairy Prince! For shame!”
Vlad sped up and laughed brightly before skidding through double doors and into the foyer of the castle to playfully hug on to Rupert. “I’m not fond of the cheesy title but it was a given seeing as how the wager for this castle stipulated me winning would be paramount to teasing and parenting from a deranged old codger with a cheddar condition.”
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Clockwork interrupted emotionally, his portion of his damaged core lashing out as he pointed his staff to the boy frozen in place beside him, “ And what was I supposed to do Daniel?! He wouldn’t tell me what was happening! I walked in on him ripping his rib cage apart with gauntlets forged from the ring of rage and the crown of fire. Green claws were ripping into flesh and bone-like tissue paper and he was still tearing his undeveloped core out! Killing himself by ripping away his ghost half from his human half! YOU WERE MY ONLY CHANCE OF REACHING OUT TO HIM! But guess what?! I messed it up and everyone paid the price! Me?! You?! Him?! All damned because human beings feel and manipulate information given and warp it! I tried to warn and all it did was condemn everyone!”
Daniel took a step back in shock and horror. Then things clicked…Horribly and sickeningly clicked. The Dark Dan incident had been what Vlad had referenced. Clockwork had used an artifact after Vlad had tried killing himself to show Daniel a warning only for the teen to warp the information given into Vlad’s ghost form taking over him because he didn’t want to feel pain anymore. Vlad was in pain…Vlad had used the gauntlets to try and rip something out of himself and whatever that something was had been dangerous. Dangerous enough to pose a threat to both of them and the world if left unchecked. Eyes looked up to Clockwork before a fanged mouth growled, “ Dark Dan. That demonic phantom carved from me and Vlad? That was an artifact laced dream wasn’t it?!”
Clockwork growled, “ Yes and no. I took energy from him while he was recovering and siphoned it by manipulating a bond he has with you. You’re linked by more than just the bonds of your past at this point. I tried to get you to see past his idiocy to save him before he ceased. Do you want to know what Dan Phantom was Daniel? That was Vladimir’s fate. His soul was trying to reach out to show us and you saw your humanity and love in him and magnified the loss and fear you felt to create an image that fit your preconceived notions of him. The Observants were against me trying to interfere with the embassary’s personal affairs. I saw what was happening briefly and knew he would perish so I put my hopes in you! A pure child who was new to our world and would be able to see the purity in him. A second chance Daniel.”
Daniel stumbled slightly. He felt sick….Absolutely sick. The being that had plagued his nightmares for more than a year was nothing more than his mind’s warped insecurities from Clockwork trying to get him to reach out to Vlad. Arms gripped the table as he looked down at Vladimir, peaceful if only for the moment due to the time stop. Hand’s cracked the wood slightly as he gripped. “What happened….What happened that was so damn horrific and warped my mind would rationalize it with that fanciful bloodbath? Of a hero turning into a monster …a villain.”
Clockwork’s teeth gritted, “Wouldn’t I just love to know that? The day I tried reaching out with you? He was in critical condition in the bedchambers up the stairs. Comatose and barely breathing save for small puffs of wet air every few minutes. I lured you, Sam, Jaz, and Tucker into my tower and lulled them into a joint dream with you that I could try to view on the time screens. Something dark interfered and out of fear for your sister and friends I sent them back to Amity Park with a blanket over their experiences and an energy pull that would back off of your dream to make everything cohesive. A team of heroes to save a dying knight. Your core pulsed erratically from whatever was lurking in him and he appeared to stop the transfer of ideas and thoughts, using his mark to make you piece together a different set of scenarios before punching me hard enough to break every bone in his left arm.”
Daniel was shaking and his voice laced with venom, “ So instead of being a fucking adult and helping him you traumatized me and my family to the point I was clinically depressed and suffering PTSD nightmares from something that wasn’t even going to happen to me?!”
Clockwork’s hands balled as he turned old and weary. Red eyes clenched as he looked back to Vladimir and his voice broke. “ Because I couldn’t…Daniel trust me I wanted to-” A child form flashed before shifting to a middle-aged render of Clockwork. Hands gripped his time staff like a lifeline.
Daniel shook his head and motioned to Vlad. “ Why couldn’t you?! Not important enough or were you just too lazy to step up to-”
Red eyes snapped to the boy and a hand went to a purple tunic. Fangs bared as the clock illusion shielding the sickly core pulses dissipated before the time master ripped the fabric with clawed hands to expose the concave spot in his chest. A core with no protective covering save for a thin layer of scarred blue tissue pulsed with faded blue and a temperate gold from within the flesh. There was a snarl, “Because I can’t leave this clocktower! Twenty minutes is the maximum on your plain I can withstand before I begin fading! Tell me how I was supposed to save someone when I myself am barely here?!”
Sam was starring from the door, wide-eyed like a kid who had stuck her hand in a cookie jar only for a parent to come around the corner. Vlad motioned her forward. “ One last thing. When someone answers the door, ask before shooting, hmmm? I just nearly destroyed the neighborhood because of your stupid stunt.”
She looked faint. “ You?…. I thought…. I tripped out of the way of that machine… You couldn’t have.” Vlad’s eyebrow twitched. “Ms.Manson? The only reason you’re not dead is because I was able to latch onto your ankle and turned us both intangible.”
Looking over to Tucker, he groaned. “ At least this one has some brains- Then again…” He glared at the teen, “Tell me Mr.Foley, with all your technical prowess and expertise, is illegally downloading government software to speed up a video game really worth it?”
Tucker’s mouth widened and he flinched. “ Um…. How did you-?”
Vlad rolled his eyes. “What? Do you think I wouldn’t keep tabs on you all? You are kids! Ms.Manson’s folks are too pompous to care for her little rebellious streak and your parents are too kind to notice your own idiotic stunts!” Feeling dizzy, Vlad groaned and put a palm to his forehead. “Uh… my head….”
Daniel raised an eyebrow. “ Since when did you start spying on them? I didn’t peg you as the protective type.”
Vlad snickered. “ Since when are you the expert on me? Last time I checked, you hated me prior to yesterday.” Vlad then put a hand numbly across his waist and grimaced. “I only started truly spying on them after I realized a nature sprite took over Amity while I was away.”
He absently put a hand to the bridge of his nose. “I leave for what? A week? Next thing I know, I’m hearing news about a Leafman terrorizing an urban populace.” Vlad’s eyes sparked crimson and he snarled, “ It’s a shame it attempted to feed on humans. Blasted demon…” Vlad shivered. “Finding a disposing of the little weed before it could find a living host again was such a hassle.”
Daniel paused. “ Leafman?”
Sam, however, answered, “ It’s a nature spirit, one who is often associated with architecture. It’s usually not linked with an actual creature though.”
Vlad smiled tiredly. Clapping sarcastically he looked over to the girl. “Yes, usually… That thing, however, was a poltergeist created from the collective hatred for urbanization and expansion in Amity. An artificial spirit or ghost made from raw emotion and not the death of an actual person.”
Daniel’s eyes widened, “Wait? Undergrowth?”
Vlad yawned. “ Yep. Poor Skulker and Romulus dragged me halfway across the ghost zone looking for the blasted monstrosity once it darted through a natural portal somewhere here in town.”
Vlad groaned. “ Let me tell you, getting impaled in that thing’s home turf? Extremely painful…” He absently rubbed a segment of his chest just below his right shoulder. Glancing at Daniel, he snickered. “ Just thank your lucky stars poltergeists are weak on this side. Otherwise? You’d have been done for.”
Daniel glared at the adult. “ Weak? What are you, crazy? That thing zombified the entire town and was trying to turn everyone into mulch!”
Vlad laughed, “ Little-Badger? That thing was a million times worse in its domicile. Its pollen could control a human being in the ghost zone. And it’s limbs? Each branch was able to create toxins lethal to both humans and ghosts. Skulker nearly bit the dust and if I hadn’t used my body to shield Romulus? He’d be history as well.”
Sam swallowed. Turning to the girl, he sighed. “ Ms. Manson? Come here. I have to check something.”
She stepped forward and his right hand shot out behind her neck instantly. She was out before she realized what was happening. Both Tucker and Daniel became enraged and rushed forward only for Vlad to put up a shield between them. Lifting Sam onto the table, Vlad growled angrily. “ Of course… No wonder my entire body froze at the door. Blasted thing planted a seedling in her neck!”
Both Daniel and Tucker froze at this and the adult questioned,“ I take it she was its host?”
Vlad unwrapped some of the gauze on his shoulder. A circular scar was turning black and pulsating outward in vine-like patterns. Grimacing, he felt the spot before turning back to Sam and gently lifting her head. Raising his right palm, the entire room fluctuated with brilliant white.
The hand grasped onto the back of her neck and pulled at something before he extracted a small, red bead-like object. It immediately broke open at his touch and a black mist shot out. Thorny branches snaked across Vlad’s palm and rubbed into his flesh. He smiled condescendingly at the thorns engulfing the mark.
“ Ashes to ashes…” Vlad snickered. The vines desperately struggled as he clasped his hand around the barbs, “ You should have just stayed dormant. I may have overlooked this if you had just picked a tree to guard or became a nymph but a human host? A regrettable decision on your part, one I’m finally going to alleviate.” His palm sparked and the entire room flashed. When the light cleared Vlad slumped and fell backward into the shield….
“ M’kay….. Maybe used to much…. The seal hasn’t been working properly for months…. Everything’s spinning again.” Grasping his head tiredly, he noted the blood dripping down his right arm.
“ Ms. Manson?” He sighed.“You are alright. Wake up will you?”
Sam shot up at her name and eyes opened wide and confused as she looked around. Seeing Vlad on the floor, she jumped down from the booth’s table. “What happened to you?”
Vlad annoyedly turned his face from the teen. “ My job. Or at least a segment of it. I honestly thought I disposed of all of that monstrosity. Maybe I could have avoided getting zapped earlier if I would’ve checked you last month…” Groaning, his head swayed and he fell over. “ Ow.”
Sam tiredly pulled out one of the pills. “ Danny? These are some sort of roofie. My doctor thinks these pills are a type of heavy-hitting tranquilizer. A highly potent, concentrated medicinal cocktail, meant to immobilize and sedate. We are talking some seriously bad juju. She didn’t lie, they’re sleep pills. But they’re also something else. There are weird specks of dried flowers and red crystals that kind of look like sugar suspended in the regular white gunk. Dr.Walters said he couldn’t help more than that because he isn’t a botanist .”
Daniel felt something lurch in his stomach. “Sam? Can I see that?” He paused abruptly as she went to hand it to him only to quickly retract his arm. Looking into her eyes, he stiffened. “Sam? Um… could you break that pill casing open? In your hand? I want to test something… I think I know what the flowers may be.”
Sam nodded and broke open the capsule. Daniel’s gloved hand went to touch the powder only for unbelievable pain to creep up his throat and through his limbs.
Collapsing and panting, he wheezed, “ Blood…. Blossom…damn….”
Sam immediately ran down the hallway and into one of the guest bedrooms to dispose of the contents of the pill in one of the bathroom lavatories.
Running back to Daniel, she gently lifted up his head. He winced. “ Jesus Sam… she’s been poisoning both sides…. That amount of blood blossom…? Ingested? I can’t even fathom how he’s still alive right now!”
Sam winced. “ Danny? She’s dangerous. I’d keep him as far away from her as possible if I were you. That was just one pill. She wanted me to give him more than one…”
Daniel felt his stomach lurch. There was a wince and he shakily got back to his feet with Sam’s help. A startled yelp shot up from Vlad’s bedroom and Daniel immediately phased through the wall. Vlad was now floating slightly over the bed and staring wide-eyed at his hands. Silver hair was sticking up as if he had just rubbed against a trampoline, and he was shaking slightly. Daniel went to step forward only for Vlad to turn abruptly.
Flinging his arms out dizzily, Vlad warned. “ Daniel?… Ugh-” Vlad swayed and Daniel again went to step forward. Vlad floated back slightly to avoid contact and an arch of static electricity shot up from the bed and tacked onto his own arm, causing him to wince.
Daniel’s eyes widened and Vlad continued, “… Stay back… something’s off with my powers again…”
Daniel rolled his eyes. “ Vlad? Can’t I leave you alone for five minutes without you getting into some sort of mess?”
Somewhat more awake, the adult smiled tiredly. “ I need someone to keep me in line, don’t I? Villain remember?”
Daniel laughed and gently kicked off from the ground to help Vlad. Vlad’s eyes widened apprehensively, “ Daniel? What are you-?” Seeing Daniel’s hair spiking up and floating from the static, Vlad burst out laughing.
Daniel grinned. “ You should see your hair. You look like you stuck your fingers in a power outlet.”
Realizing Daniel was right, Vlad tentatively poked a strand only to yelp again because of the sudden zap.
Daniel burst into hysterics. “ Uh… Fruit-Loop? Maybe it would be in your best interests to ground yourself? Like stepping on the floor so the charge can dissipate?”
Vlad’s eyes widened and he raised an eyebrow. “ That’s a swell observation, Daniel but I think this is a little more electrical build up than the floor can handle.”
Daniel grinned wickedly. “ Oh really?”
Vlad felt something twist in his gut. “ Urm…. Little Badger? What are you-?”
Before Vlad could finish the statement a small zap from Daniel’s hand reverberated through his shoulder blade, causing him to grimace. “ Daniel… that’s not nice, boy!”
Daniel smiled widely, “ What are you going to do about it Plasmius?”
Vlad grinned and casually poked Daniel.
“ Yeoachhhh!” Daniel immediately began rubbing his chest. “ Gosh, that smarts!”
A small giggle leaked from the doorway and both men turned to see Sam trying to restrain herself behind black and purple nails. “ Pfff. You two are hilarious.”
Daniel smirked and seeing Vlad distracted, he quickly flew up closer to him and shifted back into Fenton. Vlad’s eyes narrowed. “ Don’t you dare.”
Daniel grinned. “ I’m just giving Unkie Vladdie a hug….”
And with that Daniel’s duplicate dispersed and the Daniel behind Vlad latched his arms around the adult before tackling them both to the floor. Sharp prickles of static and zaps of electricity zipped across the floorboards as they collided. Vlad blacked out slightly and awoke to Daniel and Sam worriedly looming over him.
Groaning, Vlad tiredly rubbed his head. There was a sleepy growl as he looked to Daniel flatly, “ Brat? Let’s just…stick with Fruit-Loop?”
Sam turned to Daniel and elbowed him. “ I think he hit his head when you tackled him.”
Daniel smirked. “ Well considering I grounded Vlad Plasmius, it’s not too surprising he bonked his head.”
Vlad snorted. “ That was a terrible pun.”
Sam and Daniel both raised an eyebrow. Sam grinned, “ I stand corrected. He’s fairly alert considering everything.”
Vlad groaned again and tried to sit up only to start falling backward. Daniel latched onto his shoulder to keep him upright. “ I’m right here. Can we stop addressing me in the third person, Ms. Manson?”
Daniel rolled his eyes. “ Sorry, old habits die hard considering you’ve been unconscious most of the evening.”
Vlad nodded slightly. “ Yeah… sorry about that… I don’t know what happened…Frankly, I don’t remember getting out of bed.” Gripping a hand to his brow Vlad sighed tiredly, oblivious to the two teenager’s knowing glances at one another.
The girl waited silently in her room, she could hear monsters roaring and crawling in the hotel halls, she closed her eyes as she tried to not think about those things with no success…
The bugs crawling under her door constantly reminded her of her situation every two hours, she stomps on them or crushes them with her wooden stick.
With her heart pounding wildly on her chest she can only watch defenseless how more bugs she can’t control anymore go inside as she can hear a bigger monster getting near dragging some kind of big weapon, she silently prayed for this to end until…
An enormous butcher knife tore open the door making her scream as she backed away in her bed, then a muscular hand tried to find a way to open the door, now she just hugged her legs as she saw this scene, until…
A blinding light appeared…
When it was gone…, Insects were gone too, the door was back to normal, walls slowly recovering themselves and in the middle of the room… The black haired boy looking at her as his appearance gets back to normal with the spectral glow fading and his face back to an innocent but confused expression as it gets back his flesh and his blue eyes.
-what are you doing here?… -
He asked with an echo in his voice, not completely waiting for his recovery, the girl quickly took the cellphone she found and showed him the videos of the previous survivor Wes.
-What happened to him?, why is his cellphone here?…
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The boy prepared a coffee for them both and handed her one cup
-he’s dead… -
He told her in a monotone tone.
-and the cellphone? -
Danny sighs as he sits down in a rusty box.
-I… Wanted to keep it…, this is my depatment you know?…, he was my last hope to get back home some day…-
She took some coffee.
-Why didn’t you just got inside when you were chasing me?… -
He shrugged.
-you were lucky, this is the only building in town my ghost form won’t touch until the nightmare is over… -
She got closer to him, he flinched.
-please… Don’t do that… -
He said gently, she backed away a little.
-sorry…, I just want…, need to know… Why would this… Transformation happens to you every time those sirens go off?…, or why would you turn back to normal when everything is over?…-
She asked, the boy just chuckled.
-Well… First of all… Let me tell you I’m really happy to see you alive after this, I had not the time to warn you…, I think you are the first one to make it through the nightmare!, well…, not really but you’re the youngest to make it, usually other survivors are men or women with heavy weaponry or people this place wants to be alive-
She smiles a little as she plays with her hands kind of nervous.
-um, thank you? -
He laughs a bit.
-and now you’re the first one to be flattered for what I’m saying…, anyways…, returning to your question…, um… -
He looks kind of worried and guilty as he looks down.
-this town… has a religion that worships an evil god…, when… My family came to this place the lured us into their church for safety, we thought they were good people…, as time passed by…, my parents and my sister got more and more involved in this religion with evidence of how they could create protection from what lurks around here, they killed some of the monsters….
My parents were completely fascinated with this ghost town…
But as their faith for them grew… They even agreed to make some rituals and for one of those… They… Used me as a… Vessel to bring an angel…, I don’t remember it’s name and I don’t care about it. Everything I know is that it made this to me…, the ritual was made when the nightmare was beginning in a forsaken building, it was painful as hell and… -
His expression now looks sad…
-when I could finally regain control… They were gone… -
The girl finally sat next to him, he finally didn’t flinch.
-and the worst part is… Every time I turn into that thing, I’m slowly turning into it for good… -
He pulled up his sleeves to show his hand are separated from his arms but still in their right position and he slightly took off his jacket to show how his body is translucent in some parts making his bones visible.
-I don’t know when it’s gonna happen, so… I just try to not think about it until the nightmare comes again…, I can’t go back home…, I don’t want to spread this to my home town…, my friends…-
He said as he looks away from her, after a couple of seconds she just smiles at him and holds his hand.
-well, let me tell you, you have a good heart to even think about everyone else despite everything, and you know… I trust you…, despite everything I trust you, you can tell maybe I have a death wish but you are still good despite everything, but maybe you should warn people you try to help about what happens at the… “Nightmare”-
She tried to comfort him, the boy laughed.
-what?… -
The girl asked confused at his reaction.
-You’re so… Naive, it physically hurts me!, I just told you I could kill you at your spot and you are trying to comfort me?!-
She nodded with a huge smile.
-you helped me first after all!, we can even be friends! -
His laughs grew louder.
-look I’m not your friend, I’m a dangerous monster and I can kill you if you are too close… -
His expression turns serious.
-I don’t want to hurt you but please… We can’t do this…-
He took the cellphone and put the last video where Wes is praying for his life.
-this is what happens when you get too close to me…, I’m a part of this place… And I’m as dangerous as the creatures around here…-
The girl suddenly interrupted.
-then why did you help me?!-
He falls silent, both looking at each other’s eyes until Danny broke the silence with an angry tone.
-because you’re too pathetic to survive…, maybe I just wanted to lure you to a place where you could not scape but had a change of heart in the last second…, but now… I just want you to go away, you’re too pathetic and defenseless to be a worthy prey… -
The girl got up at the edge of tears.
-but… But… Maybe… I… -
Danny got up as well.
-Don’t you hear me?!, I told you you’re just that to me… A prey to hunt…, and even you’re not fit for that role as well, get away from here, now!! -
The girl picked up the wooden stick and ran away from the room, leaving behind the boy trembling as he clenched his fist, counting backwards from 20 waiting for the girl to be at a safe distance to follow her.
Once his count went down to zero, he ran after her, not wanting her to get hurt he follows but not wanting her to get too involved… Ever again…
Warnings; OCs, aus, mentions of self harming, suicide, slight body horror, violence/blood, SCP foundation, twin au (my brother is a ghost by Darkfoxkit), trepidation au by ghostbadger
It was my last job for today, the foundation told me it was a keter class anomaly, usually I would not accept something this dangerous as my last case of the day but the place…
The place was Amity Park, my home town, I haven’t been here since I decided to join the SCP foundation, the gave amnesics to my family and for everyone here… I don’t exist.
I’m agent Shade, of course that’s not my real name, but this helps to cover my identity if this journal gets stolen.
Anyways…
As I was saying, I was heading towards the source of the anomaly, finding… It was just at my old house, I knocked the door.
A red haired girl came out, she smiles although she looks exhausted.
-Can I help you? -
I was quite nervous, she doesn’t remember and she won’t recognize me because I have a hoodie over my head making my head barely visible but I think she was my big sister, with the most professional tone I could make up, I presented as a local authority, I choose the Guys in white so I had all the documents to prove it even to that organization, she called her parents.
Both had a look of grief and guilt in their eyes, they have casual clothes instead of the bright hazard suits they used to wear ever since I had memory, I told them the same things as my sister and that I came here because of spectral activity, their expression changed from sad to nervous in less than a second.
-There’s nothing here! -
The woman exclaimed, her husband followed suit as he almost yells.
-Ghost are not real!, report a false positive!-
When people act like this… The foundation gives me no other option, I pulled out a little gas bomb making them fall asleep, once the gas was gone I got inside and closed the door behind me.
I know maybe this was kinda rude from me but a keter class anomaly can’t wait and I need to have it reported or contained in an hour.
I moved around the house with an ectoplasm gun the foundation said I would need, I thought the anomaly would be the ghost portal they were making, my surprise was big when I found it dismantled, although when I pulled out a ectoplasm counter it still shows high levels of this substance, it really worked once…, but if this is not the anomaly, what is it?!.
The only places I didn’t register were the bedrooms, I got upstairs, checked on every room until a high spike of ectoplasm energy was shown up in my… Twin brother’s room.
I had to kick down the door since no one was answering at the knocks finding a teenager with almost no clothes cutting himself over an old wound in his arm with a razor bleeding green and red, he looked at me with horror.
-Get out…-
He said in a monotone tone, I got closer, I just acted in auto pilot, my mind couldn’t register this broken wrench as my twin brother, I could only think of it as an SCP… My brother would never think of doing what I’m seeing in this poor and miserable creature with human and ghost blood, he flinched.
-get out!, who are you?! -
He’s getting near to a panic attack…, I pulled out from my pocket a drug but before I could use it… The boy started to laugh in a very loud tone as he grabs his head with a pained expression in his eyes. Before my eyes his skin was peeling off letting see a ghost with an ear to ear smile, it has a hazard suit in black and white, white hair and pearl white skin with pure green eyes, this ghost looks like if it’s melting… upside…
I pulled out the gun, it’s now laughing at me as it let out his fist words, the foundation told me they could only make up some of his words between raw static but I could hear it perfectly with just an echo added to his voice.
-gets lonely without me bro? -
-How did you…?! -
For a second I lost control, it was impossible a human could remember after class D amnesics…, but maybe it was just reading my mind… I kept aiming.
-what do you want with my brothers body?! -
It laughs…, the sound made the TV in the room to turn on and show static, the same thing happened to my cellphone and a cellphone in the bed.
-I’m your brother, you abandoned me!-
I reminded silent, still seeing this thing as an anomaly, I can’t see this thing as my brother, It looks angry even with that awful grin, but it didn’t attack me after that, it reminded silent like waiting for me to keep asking things or to say something for this thing, I looks like can interview this thing.
-where did you came from?… -
I asked, it just laughs while it grabs it’s whispy hair.
-I’m still him!!! -
He yells…, it looks like I can’t interview it at all and it keeps trying to put my guard down…, at least I know it’s sentient…
-look, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, there are far more dangerous things than you, so let’s stop playing and tell me everything you know or someone else is going to torture you to make you more cooperative! -
He now looks frustrated, it turned back into a “human”.
-You are afraid too…-
It said.
-Yeah right, that’s why you have to disguise as my brother so I don’t call the people I told you about! -
It looked at me with those dark blue eyes of his as he puts on a hoodie.
-then why didn’t you just shot or just put me to sleep like my parents and my sister? -
He said…
-I’m not an idiot, you could make a shield or something!-
I tried to justify myself.
-do I look like I would do something like that?!, or know how to do something like that?!-
I don’t know how to answer that…
-I don’t know!…, I just… -
He made a sign so I would shut up, I’m grateful for that…
-I have… Some kind of contamination with ectoplasm that makes me… Turn into that thing…, It’s so painful…, It makes me feel sick every time it happens, and yes, I can remember now how this stupid foundation kidnapped you, but it makes me see them when everyone else can’t, they are driving me crazy!, I can’t die because I would turn into one of them… -
I’m… Confused… I came willingly to the organization and what is he talking about?!.
-who are you talking about?, and well they didn’t kidnap me, I went to the foundation willingly-
He chuckles.
-specters… ghost… I don’t know…, they stare at me and only say to join them… And the foundation… Kidnapped you when they knew you could talk with the dead and used drugs for everyone to forget about you…, I missed you…-
I slightly lowered my head…
-How do I know you are not lying?… -
He sighs and sits on his bed.
-I don’t know, I’m just… Tired…, I just want to rest… And you brought something that could help… -
He said as he pointed at my gun, I tensed up.
-How do I know you are not trying to kill your host to scape?! -
He yells once again…
-I’m your brother @#*#!, I had an accident with that damned portal that turned me into this freak!, my friends are terrified of me…, my parents are exhausted trying to find a cure, Jazz has to deal with my shitty “ghost problems”, I just want it all to end!-
He took my hand with the gun and pointed it to his head.
-be a good brother and finish what you came for…, don’t worry about this dumb ghost if you want to see it this way… -
He’s trembling…, I’m trying to pull away the gun but his grip is too strong…, I looked up at his eyes…, That’s why I couldn’t recognize them, they look like a corpse ones…, I can’t do this knowing who he is… Relating him to my brother…, I can’t kill him or letting the foundation take him, I pulled out the gun.
-I can’t!, look you can just get away from here, start again somewhere else… -
I tried to convince him.
-I don’t want to start again!, I just want to rest!-
I looked away.
-then why would you insist to make me recognize you?… -
He just stared at me blankly.
-Maybe I just want this to be done for someone I love… And would keep the secret to his grave…, It’s different than a stranger doing it… Or being locked up in a facility to be a guinea pig… -
I can’t blame him for that… I told him they would torture him…, It’s not so far away from reality…
-you want it to be done here?… -
I asked, He smiles a little…
-no…, in the lab…, so anyone else from your foundation comes here-
We headed to the lab silently.
-can I ask you a favor? -
I chuckled
-by now I think you can ask me to go into a volcano and I would gladly do it…-
He just smiled and said…
-would you uncover your face for this? -
I’m not sure about this…, one thing is to eradicate a SCP, the other… To completely reveal my identity to it…, I’m not totally sure if he’s my real brother or just a very unlucky ghost trapped inside my brother’s body.
-what’s wrong?… -
He asked as he puts one of his ice cold hands in my shoulder.
-I’ll do it if you promise something… -
I pulled out from my pocket a necklace made for neutralize powers involving possession or mind control.
-put this on when we do it… -
He put it on with no resistance.
-just let me see you… -
With some doubt I lowered my hoodie letting him see my face.
-wow…, I… I knew I had a brother but… Not a twin brother, It would have been nice to meet you in other circumstances, you know?, hehe…-
He said with a bright smile.
-I think this must be hard…, there has been barely a couple of minutes in your own house and you had to sedate your parents, your sister and kill your twin…, I… I’m making this more difficult aren’t I?… -
He said in an awkward tone, by the seconds I’m beginning to regret this…, I tensed up again, I think he noticed it.
-do you want me to be in that other form?, so you don’t have to think of me as… You know… -
I nodded, not wanting to look at him anymore.
-does it hurt?… -
I asked about the transformation I saw.
-yeah…, like my skin getting peel off…, but this is the last time I’m doing it… And I won’t come back right?! -
He asked, I must be honest…
-I don’t know…, this thing eradicates ectoplasm but I don’t know what would happen to you since… You don’t look like a full ghost… -
I said, but with a quite desperate tone he answered.
-maybe I can be human again if I don’t die…-
I didn’t answered as I loaded the gun, a scream could be heard as it erupts into laughter…, I closed my eyes and shot without looking…, a soft whisper could be heard…
Warning; body horror, Danny being comfortable with it, new power, shape shift, an OC involved as Danny’s twin brother.
Danny was bored in his room with a bunch of homework he left accumulate every time there was a ghost attack, he really doesn’t want to deal with this in a beautiful day like this one, so he gets up and stretches his arms, internally praying for a ghost to come here.
He walks around the room, goes to the bathroom, watches some videos and the homework is still not done, after a couple of hours he tries again to do it, not really doing much than writing his name and some letters, finally giving up.
-ugh… -
Fooling around a little more he passes his tongue around his teeth until a sharp thing almost cuts his tongue… Discovering he got fangs…, he rushes towards the bathroom to see it…, but he doesn’t find anything strange with his teeth, this kinda annoyed him and relieved him.
-I must be sleepy… Why would I sprout fangs?! -
He was about to go when a sharpened teeth hurt his tongue, he finally saw it, 2 fangs and the other teeth getting pointed
-ah!! -
He flinched but as if they were feeling his distress, his teeth returned to it’s normal form.
-what?!…, I did that?! -
Now he looks more amazed than scared, he tried to make his teeth sharp again and it instantly happened…
-I can shape shift!-
Now with a new found power he decided to try how far it can go, he turned into Phantom, with a slightly tugging sensation he looks himself in the mirror as his teeth got sharp and grew until it was uncomfortable to close his mouth, at the awkward size his mouth adapted to fit those teeth feeling his lips slipping into nothingness, that involuntary change made him scared so his mouth went back to normal.
-…?! -
He keeps looking at the mirror, for now he doesn’t want to touch his face anymore, he looks at his hands thinking about trying to see if it’s not his face the only thing he can change, he remembered a ghost lizard with webbed paws he fought not long ago, his left hand seemed to respond to that thought as he reached for that hand with the right one feeling how the glove got tight to finally be ripped by grey claws and some tingling sensation as a membrane grew between his fingers, his arm even felt slightly longer than normal too.
-ok…, no more something that can rip my clothes… -
He made the changes fade away leaving him with a fingerless glove and noticing it was more easy to go back to normal than make a change willingly, he retired the glove from his right hand to try again without ruining his clothes.
He focuses thinking about how he usually can make his legs fuse in a ghostly tail, maybe he can do…
He didn’t need to think about it for too much as his fingers were cramping together slightly painfully, with the room in complete silence the only things that can be heard are his grunts of pain and his bones cracking as his arm resembles more a more a tentacle than an arm, gaining flexibility as it slowly looses bones, until he can wiggle it around as easy as moving an arm, he makes it go back to normal.
-sweet… -
He murmured, now… Coming up with a idea…
(Can I… Make several changes at once?…)
He thought with a smile on his face.
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Andy was grabbing a soda from the fridge after coming back from buying a video game since he had all from his homework made in time and his mother let him go out, he gave Danny his homework so he could just copy knowing his duty of protecting the town is not easy, he heard some grunts…
At first he thought he just heard things, but after a couple of minutes hearing them, he follows the sound up to his shared room…
-what is he doing?! -
He opens the door and finds a thing with big and totally green eyes, no eyebrows, a pearl white skin, razor sharp big fangs with no lips, a tentacle for a right hand and a webbed claw for a left hand, it has a snake’s black tail, a claw and another tentacle growing from his back, a bird wing growing from a rib and a bat like wing growing from his wrists, he could recognize this amorphous thing for it’s hair and the rest of the suit he didn’t took off.
-I… Imf goff stuck… -
The creature said in distress, almost impossible to understand thanks to his fangs and the total lack of lips, Andy sighs.
The girl wanders all over the city with a wood stick she could pick up, she doesn’t get near any building trying to remain safe until the fog and daylight is visible again, she doesn’t want to encounter more monsters but one of them was following her…, when she saw that light she ran again trying to lose that white and green light following her, she ended up in front of an apartment… The last place she wants to be, she saw the light behind her…, there’s no other option…
She opened the door got in and close behind her, the thing following her stayed outside the door waiting for her to make a sound…, she even stopped breathing as she silently prayed for that light to go…
Finally it took another route having lost it’s prey, she sneaked away from the door looking at the reception…, she decided to investigate a little feeling this place was safe…
The brown haired girl looks around the documents and other papers finding nothing of her interest or the person she is looking for, she sighs and defeated she takes the keys of a room.
She goes upstairs to find the room she took the keys from open, she grabs her wood stick with force as she gets in, just to find…
Nothing, just an old room with very damaged walls, she closes the door behind her feeling kinda relieved for not having to face this place anomalies… For now.
The girl looks around and finally tosses her body in the bed.
-ow!! -
She exclaimed feeling something in the bed hurt her ribs when she let herself fall there careless, she tried to grab that thing without getting up, and she did it… Getting a cellphone…, an almost new one, quickly she tries to turn it on.
To her amusement it did turn on, looking that the battery is almost full as if it’s owner haven’t left long ago.
She tries to look for something useful since she can’t call anyone since it doesn’t have signal, until she found the gallery with a couple of videos.
Without nothing to do for now and too coward to go outside right now she saw the videos.
The first one began with a ginger boy facing the camara wearing a basketball uniform.
-hi, my name is Wes, if you’re seeing this maybe I’m famous now or… I’m dead, whatever it’s, I’m gonna record all my advance with my cellphone, since… I can’t afford a good camara or I end up breaking them, anyways… -
He moved around the room showing how it was completely full of newspaper and an elaborated investigation.
-There’s a city called Silent Hill in Maine, New England that has been for more than 10 years straight the city with most paranormal activity and people missing-
He said as he focused the camera on every newspaper
-Of course police denies everything and say it’s another normal and boring town, but recently a classmate who goes by the name Danny Fenton moved to that town a week ago and his friends haven’t known anything from him since that day, not messages, not e-mail, not even letters and they were too close just to move on so easily-
He explains as he focuses on the photos of a black skinned boy with a red cap, glasses covering his green eyes and a yellow shirt, a caucasian girl with black and purple clothes wearing a short t-shirt, with short black hair and purple eyes and a slightly pale boy with a white and red t-shirt, black hair and blue eyes.
She recognized the last one…
-is that Danny…? -
She murmured until Wes starts to talk again in that video pointing at Danny.
-this is my classmate who moved to Silent Hill, maybe this town will never miss him or his family because they were so obsessed with ghost that they constantly broke things and invade houses just to catch a ghost, they ruined Halloween, destroyed private property and their obsession is the reason why they decided to move to that town, because of the rumors of a haunted town-
He focuses the camara towards photos and articles about the Fenton family.
-This weekend I’m going to investigate this since my dad is out for business and my brothers are going with their friends-
He tosses the cellphone to the bed and it can be seen how he’s packing stuff on a big backpack.
-I’m gonna see why Fenton isn’t communicating, if there’s something serious, maybe my name will be on the news after discovering it, if not, I’m taking vacations on a little town without technology-
The video ended, the girl put the next video.
It begins showing a road full of fog and the voice of the boy saying.
-Well, after some time walking this strange fog is covering this town, I can’t see a thing in here, but I can’t go back now…, wait… What is that?!-
He focuses the camara to the fog where is hardly visible an humanoid siluette.
-Hey!, can you help me?!, is this the entrance of… -
The video emits static as he gets closer
-Silen…. H il…. -
The video falls in complete static but it can be heard a curse before the video ends, the girl put the next video.
Now it can be seen what maybe used to be a store.
-I found a fucking monster… It… It almost ate my head! -
He exclaimed in a very nervous tone.
-I barely got away from it, this… This looks like a ghost town and those things… -
He moves the camera around until it focuses some kind of skinless dog that was getting near
-godamnit!!! -
He yells as the “dog” charged towards him, the video ended there, to her surprise there are other 2 videos, she plays the next one, it begins with Wes talking to the camera and focusing on his face.
-Well, at least this was not a total disaster, I found him and he saved my life-
He focuses the camera to show Danny wearing a red and white jacket, he waved his hand at the camera.
-So, Danny, would you be so kind to tell me what the hell is going on? -
Wes demanded, Danny stopped waving his hand.
-Well… This town is more hunted than you’ll ever imagine, I think it’s some punishment of some kind of God this town has, don’t you ever come here, the snacks are the most scary thing in here-
Wes puts the cellphone on his pocket but the video still goes.
-Fenton what the hell?!, how can you joke around about this?! -
It can be heard Danny’s laugh.
-Sorry, let’s try it again, ok?, I really want someone to get you out of here before… -
A siren goes off and both boys remain silent…, Danny finally breaks the silent yelling at Wes.
-Wes run, now!! -
The static increases until the video is cut, the last video begins.
Wes is sitting on a place so dark, the only light comes from the cellphone screen making his face visible and the formal shirt he brought, thinking this was going to be a rustic town, it’s stained in blood.
-please… Someone help me…, please I don’t want fame or money, I just want to see my dad, my brothers…, if someone one receives this… I need help, I’m in Maine, in Silent Hill, please don’t let it get me, please… -
A light appears behind him letting see an specter with a white skull for a face, claws covered in what appears to be fire, white hair and a black and white suit with an scarf covering it’s neck, it put a claw next to Wes face…
-It’s behind me, doesn’t it?! -
It was the last thing he said as the screen filled with static and a scream was heard until the video ended.
The girl just tossed the cellphone to the bed again with lots of questions but the first one was
-if that guy died with his cellphone… What is this doing here?… -
(One of my cats died today. So I wrote angst because I’m sad. Death tw, abuse tw, child murder tw, PTSD mentions tw, grief, mourning, murder, severe injury/body horror)
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Skulker and Ember sit on the edge of Skulker’s island, enjoying the view as Kitty and Johnny have another spat above them.
“They’re really never going to get their act together, huh?” Ember eats some ghostly popcorn.
“I doubt it,” Skulker says, “And I hope they don’t. This is the best show we’ve got here.”
Ember raises and eyebrow at him, reaching for her guitar. Skulker holds his hands up. “Except your shows, of course!”
Ember grins. “Darn right!”
As they watch, though, Skulker notices something in the distance. A small form, drifting closer. “Hmm, I thought everyone else cleared out to let the fight run it’s course.”
“Probably some new ghost,” Ember dismisses. “Look, it’s all slow and nervous.”
They ignore the approaching dot, until they see Johnny and Kitty stop fighting. They both gear up for a fight at first, but then drop the tension.
“Whoa.” Ember stands up. “What’s big enough to make themstop fighting?”
She and Skulker fly up. “What’s happening?” Skulker demands to know.
“I… I think that’s Danny,” Kitty says slowly.
“The whelp?” Skulker shakes his head. “He never comes here this leisurely.”
“He looks lost.”
“He has a map.”
“He looks hurt.”
“Why should we ca-”
“Excuse me?”
They break off their bickering. The ghost is now floating right in front of them. All of their eyes go wide.
It’s Danny, but not.His skin is pale blue, and there’s ectoplasm pouringout of his chest. he has his arms crossed over the wound, his hands shaking a little.
“Oh, kid.” Johnny doesn’t know what to think here. “What happened to you?”
Danny blinks. “I… I don’t know. I don’t… remember…” He shivers. “Where am I?”
Ember gives him a look.. “The Ghost Zone? Duh?”
Danny’s eyes widen now. “Ghost Zone? But… but that means I-” he pulls his hand away, staring at the ectoplasm. “No, no, no…”
Skulker floats closer. The wound in Danny’s chest is horrific.Something had ripped through his suit, burning the flesh underneath and sizzlingdown to the bone.Skulker can count every rib, gleaming green with ectoplasm. He can’t believe what he’s seeing. No-onehasevergotten a shot at Phantom like this.
Danny hugs himself again, covering the wound. “I died?” His voice squeaks.
“… Did you?” Kitty’s voice is soft.
“I… I don’t…” Danny shivers again. “I- I need help.”
All four ghosts share a glance. He’s Phantom.Theirgreatest enemy. Beaten all of them more times than they can count.
… But he’s also beaten ghosts far stronger than them. Ghosts they all feared. So if something could hurt himthis badly…
“Come with us, kid.” Johnny summons over his motorcycle. “Sit here, you need some rest.”
Danny gets on the bike, looking nervous. “Do… do I know you?” He asks it like he’s ashamed.
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t… know you,” Danny says slowly.
All four older ghosts share terrified looks.
“Do you know me?” Ember asks. “My name?”
Danny shakes his head.
“What about me?” Skulker hopes for a different answer.
But it’s another shake.
“… Do you know yourname?” Kitty ventures.
Danny thinks. Thinks, thinks…
“I… I don’t.” His voice is a broken whisper. “I… I-I don’t know… who I am.” He clings to Johnny. “I don’t know who I am, I-I don’t- what’s happened, where-”
“You did die,” Kitty breathes out.
Skulker takes in Danny’s blue skin, his timid demeanor. The lack of memory, as well… not uncommon for when someone… first… forms…
Skulker can’t believe the words as they come out of his mouth. “You’re a full ghost.”
