The plague was spreading wild around the universe, this would not go unnoticed
3 crowns answered the call
The first one holding poison in his hands, inexperienced, he found the beast as a small and weak human, dreaming about power, he marked the beast, the beast barely scaped, when it came back, he wished he had tamed it instead of hurting it, it took his crown in a bloody feast
The second one held ice in his hands, cruel and cold he never would accept another being into his frigid heart since he lost everything, when the beast came he was wise, he held the beast with care and made him go back home when it was weak and small, he came back looking for a master to obey, he took him in as a personal weapon, gaining respect and yet more fear of losing someone.
The third one held fire between his hands, he pulled out the sword in his distress of seeing a ghost from the past, the fake one managed to scape only to come back in a raging inferno that burned everything he had, destroyed he would only weep for not stopping the bad presage in time
Dark ghost king, Ice ghost king, Mad ghost king by me
Their hearts were bleeding for different stuff, let’s wonder why
One held his dreams between his hands along with his heart, so thight his dreams turned into power, in a dormant town he saw a sweet prince immune to his eternal dream, he gave away his heart to the prince only to find it broken in a lonely aftermath
The other always felt different, always uncomfortable in a body that doesn’t feel right, he wanted to be perfect as what his heart told him, not as what everyone else told him, he bleed his heart longing for a wish upon a dead star that heard his call, the dead star asked him for his wish, immediately the boy said he wanted to be perfect…, the monster smiles as it ruffles his hair
-Oh Danny…, but you are already perfect-
His wish was granted but he had to pay the greatest price…
The next one was trapped in shadows of a dark godness, claiming blood she turned a hero into a servant who could not scape his fate as day an night get him closer to the breaking point, until a new beast arrived… The monster felt the shadows pain, so they split it in two, their hearts will both turn into roars when the time comes…
The final one trusted too much, so much he didn’t saw the monster roaming around him, although the monster loved to have a brother, as everything else in life, anything can’t last forever when you drawn it in jaws and oil, even so he said good bye with the monster in his final thoughts
One is a shadow roaming through his own headstone, waiting for a recognition of the decaying corpse they found mimicking the original one, it’s bones were visible, his eyes no longer there as a price for his Freedom, he feels the hatred, he hates the fake smiles, a part of him, dead and feral want to stay away and live as a real ghost
Other feeds of the smiles, oh the smiles…, great and small, every single one can make the place go round and round, you can make an autopsy of what a good smile can tell of a person, he loves it, almost as much as serving a master
The final one dug his own grave, confused and alone he held the ropes only to find them cut, he will miss them, but not as much as the power he has now, headstones remain quiet don’t they?
He will find the 3 of them with a bloodlust, one will perish, one will regret, one will suffer, he wants them all to obey
Danny was flying around the sky trying to calm down after the rampage between his parents, his stomach growling loudly since he has not eaten a single thing, since the food yet again is not edible in his house, he can´t help but think about what it could have been if this cursed hollyday didn´t exist at all.
Flying faster and faster finally an scream distracted him from his thoughts, jumping straight to action with certain bad feeling about this since there are no ghost attacks this day because of the ghost zone trouce.
Once he reached certain distance he could see a little boy around 10 years old running as if his life depended on it, for Danny this was… strange… He follows the kid, it was not so hard for him to reach him and ask.
-Hey buddy…, why are you not at home?-
The ghost boy asked, but the only thing the scared boy could say was…
-They are coming!, They knew what I did, they…-
Suddenly a chain reached the kids leg making him fall and begining to be dragged, Danny quickly took the boy between his arms, the chain was pulled with great force to drag both boys towards an strange silouette sorrounded by snow…, Danny only could see two red eyes glowing menacingly and two big horns.
-Let go!-
The ghost boy shoot a ghost ray but the creature couldn´t care less, with a final jerk of the chain it finally took the kid away from Danny´s grasp, with a final cry for help he looked helpless as he saw how this thing broke the kid´s neck with a raw crunch, the hero droped on his knees as he sobbed silently in complete shock, he never saw something killing an human being.
The strange creature walked towards him, the snow ceased a little letting him see a beast with black fur, two big horns, a lions tail and hooves nstead of feet under a dark blue coat.
-why?!-
The ghost boy demanded with two glowing green eyes looking at the beast with a furious glare, the creature just said.
-I´m not taking you, your actions are stronger than a spirit…-
It left a black bell on the floor in front of him but Danny finally.. snapped…, he kicked the bell
-he was just a kid!-
The creature said in a calmed tone.
-don´t make them come…-
Danny took him by the collar and shouted.
-I don´t care!, he was just a kid, how could you…?-
The atmosphere got hevier as a purple mist surrounded them, Danny turned back to see a woman with black hair and dress, white skin and red eyes getting closer with a creature on all fours chained and blindfolded looking like an human in mid transformation between a canine creature, it´s bones could be heard cracking as it strugles to walk besides it´s master grunting in pain and disconfort, Danny flinched as the woman pointed at him and said.
-Merry christmas…-
She let go of the creature´s chain, making it run wildly towards the ghost boy even in it´s agony, Danny by instinct flew away from it, the creature roared as it tried to catch it´s prey scent but the pain of it´s methamorphosis made it fall down on the snow and scream in pain, the ghost boy could scape safely, the other creature looked at the agonizing creature and the lady in black.
-this can´t work out…, he is just a kid…, he can´t even hunt…-
He claimed pointing at the creature in fetal position crying and whinning at the same time, the woman looked down at it and said.
-It just needs some time to be ready, I´ll have a weapon… or he will die…-
She pulled the chain as if this creature was just a dog, it tries with all his might to get up like a human, but his spine doesn´t work that way anymore, so it walks on all fours yet again to follow it´s master, almost looking fully formed into a mixture between a wolf, a bat and a snake.
The other creature looks away as it takes between his arms the child the ghost boy was trying to protect, he doesn´t know what to think, he walks behind the woman towards a portal to Krampus next naughty kid on his list…
I’m your secret Santa and well as I was thinking about what prom to do, my strange brain mixed up all of them… Except for water
Here the proms used;
1. Corpse au (I understood for this one that au “where the body lays” or Danny having tho separate from his human body to go ghost, so I thought maybe with the hunger virus this mechanism would make the not infected part of Danny to have more consciousness, now having a ghost zombie and and scared Danny having just woke up in another dimension with a zombie apocalypse)
2. Decay (the hunger virus from marvel zombies, I thought of a mixed one between what if and the comics)
4. Superhero crossover (Danny going to another dimension with Spider man and Deadpool didn’t turn out as expected for them)
5. Danny doing cool stuff (he was trying to prevent Thanos zombie from using the gauntlet, but he got bitten.., now we have an OP ghost zombie and a human boy trying to stop it)
Imagine Danny Fenton working as a security gaurd at Arkum Asylum. Like, he jokes around with the inmates, makes horrible puns, try to get his stick in the mud coworkers to crack a smile. Nobody would take this bean pole seriously. Not noticing the lean muscle underneath his skin, or the way he surveys every room he enters in an instance. He’s become a favorite with several inmates like Harley and the Riddler; not afraid to make witty comebacks and banter. There is just one thing though. He tells them one day if they ever try to escape they best do it when he’s off the clock because they won’t otherwise. Don’t mistake this for a challenge, its a warning, he informs them. And the most mysterious thing about this new gaurd is that there has yet to be a successful prison break when he’s on duity. This kind of record in Arkum is unheard of. Who knows what kind of attention that might cause. Mabye even the curiosity of a certain local Vigilante.
If I were a villain trying to break out of Arkum and ran into Danny-freaky-ass- slendrman-looking-Fenton standing at the end of an unlit hall lookin’ into my soul with his dead fish eyes I’d turn right the fuck around.
Some punks with more guts than brains tried to charge him and Guard Fenton just stared them down until the inmates lost their nerve and wouldn’t get any closer than ten feet from Fenton. The lights flicker. He doesn’t move, doesn’t blink. The man might not even breathe. The feeling is similar to walking through the forest and stumbling across a bear standing in your path. Something that seems so friendly from a distance but you dare not cross in close quarters. Something that makes your heart fall out through the seat of your pants.
Hardened crooks who would willingly risk being tracked down by The Bat if they escaped won’t gamble their chances with Fenton. The guy simply has bad vibes, “horror movie vibes” as Harley so eloquently puts it. For everyone who has the good sense to stay put during Danny’s shift they get a bright, friendly smile and a congratulatory “Good choice” during his rounds later. Two words that feel suspiciously like dodging a bullet.
Fun Bonus Ideas:
Inmates place bets as to what kind of messed up stuff Fenton gets up to in has spare time to have such sketchy vibes. The most popular vote is serial killer. Another fan favourite guess is underground fighter, the Deathmatchvariety.
At some point during his high school career Danny got tired of running off to transform into Phantom to fight ghosts and started throwing hands as Fenton. From an outside perspective this looks like Amity Park is full of metas and Danny Fenton has a history of getting into fights with them.
People who’ve been in Arkham for more than a month maintain an active betting pool regarding newer inmate activity vs That One Prison Guard
Newer inmate are like ???? Why the fuck do you let this guy push you around??? He’s a child like half your size???
Danny, directly behind them- breathing cool vapor down their necks with his spooky fukcn eyes:
Imagine Danny Fenton working as a security gaurd at Arkum Asylum. Like, he jokes around with the inmates, makes horrible puns, try to get his stick in the mud coworkers to crack a smile. Nobody would take this bean pole seriously. Not noticing the lean muscle underneath his skin, or the way he surveys every room he enters in an instance. He’s become a favorite with several inmates like Harley and the Riddler; not afraid to make witty comebacks and banter. There is just one thing though. He tells them one day if they ever try to escape they best do it when he’s off the clock because they won’t otherwise. Don’t mistake this for a challenge, its a warning, he informs them. And the most mysterious thing about this new gaurd is that there has yet to be a successful prison break when he’s on duity. This kind of record in Arkum is unheard of. Who knows what kind of attention that might cause. Mabye even the curiosity of a certain local Vigilante.
If I were a villain trying to break out of Arkum and ran into Danny-freaky-ass- slendrman-looking-Fenton standing at the end of an unlit hall lookin’ into my soul with his dead fish eyes I’d turn right the fuck around.
Some punks with more guts than brains tried to charge him and Guard Fenton just stared them down until the inmates lost their nerve and wouldn’t get any closer than ten feet from Fenton. The lights flicker. He doesn’t move, doesn’t blink. The man might not even breathe. The feeling is similar to walking through the forest and stumbling across a bear standing in your path. Something that seems so friendly from a distance but you dare not cross in close quarters. Something that makes your heart fall out through the seat of your pants.
Hardened crooks who would willingly risk being tracked down by The Bat if they escaped won’t gamble their chances with Fenton. The guy simply has bad vibes, “horror movie vibes” as Harley so eloquently puts it. For everyone who has the good sense to stay put during Danny’s shift they get a bright, friendly smile and a congratulatory “Good choice” during his rounds later. Two words that feel suspiciously like dodging a bullet.
Fun Bonus Ideas:
Inmates place bets as to what kind of messed up stuff Fenton gets up to in has spare time to have such sketchy vibes. The most popular vote is serial killer. Another fan favourite guess is underground fighter, the Deathmatchvariety.
At some point during his high school career Danny got tired of running off to transform into Phantom to fight ghosts and started throwing hands as Fenton. From an outside perspective this looks like Amity Park is full of metas and Danny Fenton has a history of getting into fights with them.
People who’ve been in Arkham for more than a month maintain an active betting pool regarding newer inmate activity vs That One Prison Guard
Newer inmate are like ???? Why the fuck do you let this guy push you around??? He’s a child like half your size???
Danny, directly behind them- breathing cool vapor down their necks with his spooky fukcn eyes:
15 years later i still can’t get that mayor election scene out of my mind where Vlad simultaneously fought with Danny while dozens of his clones overshadowed the voters. Even if Danny gets a fraction of that clone mastery, it’s enough to deal with the more stubborn inmates who ignore (or are further enraged) by all this hullaballoo over Danny’s creepy vibes and decide the problem can be solved by punching through it and the fear it exhibits
So imagine that same scene with Danny at the end of the flickering hallway and a bunch of inmates indecisive about testing the vibe, when one inmate pushes through the ‘cowards’ and decides to charge anyway, only to stop a foot from Danny and just… turn around and go back without a word
And no matter the strength in their body, they turn back. No matter the strength of mind or the crazy in their head, they… eventually… turn back. It takes longer, it takes a bit more, but Danny’s had years of training and these are, ultimately, not masters of the mind.
They all hang back, watching the spectacle of Joker circling around the unmoving guard slowly, crowbar spinning in hand.
“You don’t think this is reckless?” the guard asks.
“Reckless? Or crazy?” is followed by high-pitched laughter.
“Maybe both. But I think you should turn back.”
They both seem to have a gleam in their eyes.
“Why?”
The Joker’s, in fact, seem to be a more pronounced green than usual.
“I think this isn’t worth it.”
It makes him look frankly psychotic.
“Maybe you should go back, and try this another time.”
Like a cat about to pounce its prey.
“Another time, when you might have a better chance.”
They stare at each other, unblinking, both eyes that same gleam that seems to be an unearthly glow from within their irises. A trick of the poor lightning fixtures, perhaps.
The swinging crowbar comes to a slow stop, and they stand in silence among the chaos of a rioting prison population.
Then, the Joker laughs. It’s high-pitched and causes anyone paying attention to want to flee, but the guard’s lips tilt up in one corner. He’s smiling back.
The crowbar is set against the wall.
“Alright.”
Another cackle.
“Another time.”
And the Joker turns around and casually strolls away, and the gleam in his eyes doesn’t stop until he’s back in his cell and a guard has locked the door behind him. He never can explain the logic of what made him go back, only that something inside of him wanted to, and that something left a lingering wish to stay, wait, plan for a better time.
Perhaps a time when the guard wasn’t on duty.
He laughs.
It always does a good job of hiding the fear.
Damn it, I want to write a fic for this now.
But might I offer: a scenario where Danny just appears in the hall when a prisoner making a break for it. They had turned around to check for chasers and turn back and he’s just there.
The pants-shitting fear of that would be immediate. Like, just showing up from the shadows is definitely a weird thing. But it’s also kind of a Batfam thing and no one wants to fuck with the Batfam mid-prison break. Being in Arkham is bad enough, it sucks much more when you’re in the ICU in Arkham.
And this beanpole is definitely giving off ‘I’ll put you in the ICU’ vibes
The group talk about the riot a few days later when theyve all gotten out of ICU or solitary for leading it. They run with the same gang and were seperated into different floors and even wings.
So when one of them mentions seeing that creepy new guard at the end of the hall, another calls him a liar.
“I saw him and I was on the other side of the building! You’re a liar!”
“No, youre lying! I saw him at the end of my hall… Those green eyes, creepy motherfuc-” he was cut off when he was suddenly shoved out of his seat.
What started as an argument between two people turned into a fist fight between most of the table as each shouts where theyd been and how they’d seen the new guard.
The only person who didnt join the fight was Riddler, who watches and tries to decipher the riddle of where that creepy boy had really been.
Harley walks over, stands strangely close to him, and whispers “I saw him too.”
No I’d read the crap outta this
You know Arkham probably offers like insurance, dental, and livable wage in an attempt to stay staffed. If they don’t even need experience it’s all the more incentive for Danny to work there. Plus he can protect people that way without too much media and attention, ideally that is.
Plenty of PTO and mental health days, too. But the biggest advantage Danny has is that this job comes with built in excuses for Danny to be late or miss work. After all, being Arkham security would paint a pretty big target on your back whenever one of the inmates breaks out. Even if they survive being attacked at home or in town, that’s probably when most guards quit on the spot.
The Warden is just so thrilled that Danny’s not quitting after his first supervillain attack. Danny’s relieved he’s not fired again. After all, the Warden doesn’t need to know that the supervillain was from his rogues gallery instead of Batman’s.
Being able to get patched up for free in the infirmary is a nice bonus, too.
I like the implication @mc1303 gave that all the prisoners just assume Danny is part of the part of the Batfam, whether or not he actually is. Probably a mixture of the creepy factor and his black hair and blue eyes.
It would be hilarious if Batman had no idea about this Arkham guard or the fact that so many prisoners are freaked out by him until one day as he’s doing the usual saving the day one of his Rogues Gallery makes a comment about “I’ll say hi to your son tomorrow when he does his usual rounds past my cell,” or whatever.
Imagine Danny Fenton working as a security gaurd at Arkum Asylum. Like, he jokes around with the inmates, makes horrible puns, try to get his stick in the mud coworkers to crack a smile. Nobody would take this bean pole seriously. Not noticing the lean muscle underneath his skin, or the way he surveys every room he enters in an instance. He’s become a favorite with several inmates like Harley and the Riddler; not afraid to make witty comebacks and banter. There is just one thing though. He tells them one day if they ever try to escape they best do it when he’s off the clock because they won’t otherwise. Don’t mistake this for a challenge, its a warning, he informs them. And the most mysterious thing about this new gaurd is that there has yet to be a successful prison break when he’s on duity. This kind of record in Arkum is unheard of. Who knows what kind of attention that might cause. Mabye even the curiosity of a certain local Vigilante.
If I were a villain trying to break out of Arkum and ran into Danny-freaky-ass- slendrman-looking-Fenton standing at the end of an unlit hall lookin’ into my soul with his dead fish eyes I’d turn right the fuck around.
Some punks with more guts than brains tried to charge him and Guard Fenton just stared them down until the inmates lost their nerve and wouldn’t get any closer than ten feet from Fenton. The lights flicker. He doesn’t move, doesn’t blink. The man might not even breathe. The feeling is similar to walking through the forest and stumbling across a bear standing in your path. Something that seems so friendly from a distance but you dare not cross in close quarters. Something that makes your heart fall out through the seat of your pants.
Hardened crooks who would willingly risk being tracked down by The Bat if they escaped won’t gamble their chances with Fenton. The guy simply has bad vibes, “horror movie vibes” as Harley so eloquently puts it. For everyone who has the good sense to stay put during Danny’s shift they get a bright, friendly smile and a congratulatory “Good choice” during his rounds later. Two words that feel suspiciously like dodging a bullet.
Fun Bonus Ideas:
Inmates place bets as to what kind of messed up stuff Fenton gets up to in has spare time to have such sketchy vibes. The most popular vote is serial killer. Another fan favourite guess is underground fighter, the Deathmatchvariety.
At some point during his high school career Danny got tired of running off to transform into Phantom to fight ghosts and started throwing hands as Fenton. From an outside perspective this looks like Amity Park is full of metas and Danny Fenton has a history of getting into fights with them.
People who’ve been in Arkham for more than a month maintain an active betting pool regarding newer inmate activity vs That One Prison Guard
Newer inmate are like ???? Why the fuck do you let this guy push you around??? He’s a child like half your size???
Danny, directly behind them- breathing cool vapor down their necks with his spooky fukcn eyes:
15 years later i still can’t get that mayor election scene out of my mind where Vlad simultaneously fought with Danny while dozens of his clones overshadowed the voters. Even if Danny gets a fraction of that clone mastery, it’s enough to deal with the more stubborn inmates who ignore (or are further enraged) by all this hullaballoo over Danny’s creepy vibes and decide the problem can be solved by punching through it and the fear it exhibits
So imagine that same scene with Danny at the end of the flickering hallway and a bunch of inmates indecisive about testing the vibe, when one inmate pushes through the ‘cowards’ and decides to charge anyway, only to stop a foot from Danny and just… turn around and go back without a word
And no matter the strength in their body, they turn back. No matter the strength of mind or the crazy in their head, they… eventually… turn back. It takes longer, it takes a bit more, but Danny’s had years of training and these are, ultimately, not masters of the mind.
They all hang back, watching the spectacle of Joker circling around the unmoving guard slowly, crowbar spinning in hand.
“You don’t think this is reckless?” the guard asks.
“Reckless? Or crazy?” is followed by high-pitched laughter.
“Maybe both. But I think you should turn back.”
They both seem to have a gleam in their eyes.
“Why?”
The Joker’s, in fact, seem to be a more pronounced green than usual.
“I think this isn’t worth it.”
It makes him look frankly psychotic.
“Maybe you should go back, and try this another time.”
Like a cat about to pounce its prey.
“Another time, when you might have a better chance.”
They stare at each other, unblinking, both eyes that same gleam that seems to be an unearthly glow from within their irises. A trick of the poor lightning fixtures, perhaps.
The swinging crowbar comes to a slow stop, and they stand in silence among the chaos of a rioting prison population.
Then, the Joker laughs. It’s high-pitched and causes anyone paying attention to want to flee, but the guard’s lips tilt up in one corner. He’s smiling back.
The crowbar is set against the wall.
“Alright.”
Another cackle.
“Another time.”
And the Joker turns around and casually strolls away, and the gleam in his eyes doesn’t stop until he’s back in his cell and a guard has locked the door behind him. He never can explain the logic of what made him go back, only that something inside of him wanted to, and that something left a lingering wish to stay, wait, plan for a better time.
Perhaps a time when the guard wasn’t on duty.
He laughs.
It always does a good job of hiding the fear.
Damn it, I want to write a fic for this now.
But might I offer: a scenario where Danny just appears in the hall when a prisoner making a break for it. They had turned around to check for chasers and turn back and he’s just there.
The pants-shitting fear of that would be immediate. Like, just showing up from the shadows is definitely a weird thing. But it’s also kind of a Batfam thing and no one wants to fuck with the Batfam mid-prison break. Being in Arkham is bad enough, it sucks much more when you’re in the ICU in Arkham.
And this beanpole is definitely giving off ‘I’ll put you in the ICU’ vibes
The group talk about the riot a few days later when theyve all gotten out of ICU or solitary for leading it. They run with the same gang and were seperated into different floors and even wings.
So when one of them mentions seeing that creepy new guard at the end of the hall, another calls him a liar.
“I saw him and I was on the other side of the building! You’re a liar!”
“No, youre lying! I saw him at the end of my hall… Those green eyes, creepy motherfuc-” he was cut off when he was suddenly shoved out of his seat.
What started as an argument between two people turned into a fist fight between most of the table as each shouts where theyd been and how they’d seen the new guard.
The only person who didnt join the fight was Riddler, who watches and tries to decipher the riddle of where that creepy boy had really been.
Harley walks over, stands strangely close to him, and whispers “I saw him too.”
No I’d read the crap outta this
You know Arkham probably offers like insurance, dental, and livable wage in an attempt to stay staffed. If they don’t even need experience it’s all the more incentive for Danny to work there. Plus he can protect people that way without too much media and attention, ideally that is.
