YJ/DP Crossover 11

“Your name was Danny?” Wally says in his mind, “Really?That’s what your parents named baby-you?”

Phantom gives him an affronted look, “No need to sound so disbelieving, man. It’s short for Daniel and it’s not that bad,”

“It kind of is. You just don’t really look like a Danny, Phantom -sorry- Danny-sorryphantom-wait, which do you want us to use now?” Artemis stumbles over her thoughts as they run.

“Phantom in the field, as always,“ he thinks with a roll of his eyes, then looks away a bit, “But when we’re back at the cave, yeah… I think it would be kind of nice to be called Danny again,”

Red Huntress flies a little closer to the group and leans in, “I don’t know what the hell kinda weird ghost mojo you’ve got going on that’s got you so distracted,” She gestures at the whole team, “But cut it out, Phantom.”

“Wait, do they not know?!” Artemis says in their mind.

Phantom shushes her out loud, then says mentally, “Huntress doesn’t know anything about the Halfa situation, except that Dani is one.” Phantom pauses, “Oh, and Vlad too.”

Wally speed trips over his own feet, falling to the ground rolling, as does Artemis, though more gracefully. Even Robin and Aqualad stumble and screech to a halt.

“He’s a what!?” They shout out loud.

Red Huntress swoops down and sweeps them all into an alley.

“What the hell was that?! You nearly got us all caught yelling like that!”

“Vlad’s a halfa?!” Robin whisper-yells.

Huntress furrows her eyebrows below the mask, “You told them?”

He hadn’t even told her, in fact, he’d told her she had to keep it a secret when she found out, so why now-

“Phantom, Huntress, this is pertinent information that you should’ve shared with us before we set out.” Aqualad says. Not quite angry, but scolding, upset at least a little.

“What if we had encountered him? We would have been caught off-guard and unprepared! This could’ve put us in danger, Phantom!” Robin says, more visibly upset.

“Vlad’s identity as Plasmius was always a secret, guys, I didn’t think about it.. ” Phantom says, then pauses and adds in his mind, “Me and Vlad had a mutually assured destruction agreement to keep each other’s secrets. Now that I’m not a halfa…”

A look of understanding crosses their faces, though they still don’t look happy.

Aqualad steps up, “This has to stop. We are trained for these situations, as are you Phantom. I can no longer just let us run blindly into a situation we know nothing about without a plan.”

“Aqualad, I told you-“ Huntress starts angrily, Aqualad holds up a hand.

“I’m not saying we can’t go through with it, but I am saying we need to be organized about it. You have the rest of your Troupe meeting us there?”

Red nods skeptically, “Squads Ducky, Rubber & Maximus, at least. Squad Yellow had a history project due and Squad Five is still out of town for the mathlete tournament.”

“Good enough,” Aqualad turns to his team, “Kid Flash, you run ahead with Red Huntress and Robin. The three of you get as many AMITy people into the mansion, replace guards etc, get Robin inside. Robin, take down the security systems and get cameras, you’re our eyes and entry. The goal is to stay as undetected for as long as possible.”

The three nod, Wally scooping Robin up and running off. Huntress holds back for a second to jab a finger at Aqualad, “You better not mess this up,” she says harshly then flips her hoverboard out and soars after the blur of yellow lightning.

“What about us, Aqualad?” Artemis asks.

“We’re going to be the front team. Phantom, you think you know enough to get us there swiftly?”

“For the opportunity to get back at Vlad? Absolutely.” He says with confidence.

“Let’s hurry then, I’ll communicate the rest of the plan once we’re closer.”

Phantom nods and grabs Superboy and Aqualad, turns them both invisible and rises into the air again.

Knowing how close they’re getting makes his senses tunnel to one objective. Find Vlad and make him pay.

He barely notices Artemis running on the rooftops next to them or the concerned looks M’gann shoots him under her camouflage.

Robin’s voice through the bond pulls him out of it, “I’ve got his defenses down, and something called ‘Ecto-Repeller-Glamicus-Wall 3.0’ is offline as well.”

“That’d be the Ghost Shield, ghosts can’t get through it.”

“Oh, didn’t know that existed, that’s helpful,” Robin hums.

“Good job with the infiltration, Robin. Phantom, when we get in sight, drop us and fly ahead. We need to get inside fast and without being detected. Kid Flash, is there anyone around the building who will see us when we lose Phantom’s invisibility?”

Wally’s thoughts rejoin the bond, “We saw some civilians around the building, all acting strangely. There was also a few mail-order security guards and some private guards in white,”

“Did AMITy take them out?”

“Some of them, I mean geez, that blond kid and his friend tackle like a wall of bricks, hell, like a Kryptonian.But I think there’s a few of the ones in white suits still lingering around.”

Danny flickers a bit, hands tightening. He’s lucky both his flying passengers have superhuman durability.

Sure enough, as Danny comes around the bend to Vlad’s mansion, he spots the telltale bleached fabric of the GiW agents scattered around the edges of the property.

He drops Aqualad and Superboy, both of them landing and rolling into taking down their target. M’gann and Artemis appear as well, finding their own to take down.

There’s still six or so agents left standing obliviously on the perimeter.

Danny smirks without humor, “Hello anger management.”

The mere minutes it takes him to beat the suits into ground are well worth the looks he gets from the team for being late. Clean white suit? How’s half buried in the ground for ya?

All the same, the team moves on, stalking through the halls, taking out cameras permanently and avoiding the intensely focused eyes of various strangers.

Some of them seem to be dressed in various levels of fancy. As if they’d been pulled straight from a party.

Hadn’t Tucker said there was a rich people gala tonight? Was it somewhere near here?

Either way, they end up fighting more and more of them. Civilians thrown into those fight like they didn’t matter. Like Vlad didn’t care about their lives.

He probably didn’t.

The number of overshadowed people keeps rising, and the Team is at a disadvantage, they can’t hurt the people they’re fighting.

The ghosts possessing them have no such qualms.

Ignoring the occasional GiW agent being beat and thrown to the side, they’re losing.

It’s hard to fight multiple enemies. It’s dang near impossible to fight so many and not hurt them.

They keep trying to keep pace with the relentless civilians. But every time they go down, they get back up. It’s right when the overshadowed crowd really starts pushing them back that Danny gets worried they truly might not win, then the lights go out and the room fills with smoke.

He vaguely catches a figure dropping from the vents with a cackle.

“Robin?”

There’s a flash of a smile as a GiW agent goes down, “Yep.”

Danny almost gets thrown to the side, startling him enough to speak out loud at a harsh whisper, “Aren’t you supposed to be taking care of Vlad’s tech?”

“He had a little help from the Tuck-Meister” A voice speaks in everyone’s ear.

“Tucker? Did you hack into our spare comms?” Phantom asks, looking up to where he knows there’s a security camera, one of five not blasted from the fight.

“Yep. I hacked a superhero team’s comm system, dang, I really am pushing the limits of your justice league-adjacentness here, aren’t I?” Tucker pauses, and there’s the sound of buttons clacking while the rest of the team still looks shell-shocked. “Oh well, they couldn’t stop me if they tried. Like I was saying, I’ve got this, so Robin can enter the fight, you guys keep going.”

“Thanks man. I’m always glad to have you at my back.” Phantom says to the camera with a smile before he zooms off down the hallway with the team.

There’s a quiet pause and a sigh, then, “Thanks man, me too.”

And the fight continues.

A hit there, a punch here. Covering each other’s blind spots and the Team working in sync with barely a word.

Well. Barely a verbal word. Wally still hasn’t stopped complaining about missing dinner. It starts a debate about meal times in the ghost zone. And still they fight on.

Like a well oiled machine. Except this machine has been running a bit too hard for a bit too long.

Wally lags first, catching a stray laser on his calf. You’d think his speed would make him harder to hit, but apparently aiming tactics for ghosts transfer remarkably well to hitting speedsters too.

He stumbles a little bit, enough to distract M’gann, who nearly gets jumped by an agent, only to be tackled by an angry Superboy.

From there it starts devolving.

It doesn’t help that Red Huntress is backed into the room as well by a hoard of possessed party-goers.

It throws yet another wrench in the fluidity of their movements.

Nobody knows how to intrinsically fight with her. Except Phantom, who’s style changes so quickly they are left with larger gaps in their defenses than they’d even known.

“Where is Dani with those weapons?!” Phantom says as he blocks a hit heading for Aqualad and goes down with a grunt.

“Here! I’m here!” A voice echoes from the sky. Sure enough though, in her arms are at least four bags of Fenton Gear. She drops them to the team, “I’m not alone though, I brought company!”

The Fenton GAV roars down the street behind her.

“I thought you said you never got caught!” Phantom yells with panic.

“I’m here aren’t I? I didn’t get caught, I got seen!”

“That’s not much better right now!” He yells. Ancients, Dani makes him want to rip his hair out sometimes! But before that, he’s got more people to fight.

“Oh Danny, by the way, you’ll never guess who I ran into!” Tucker says in his ear, and it must be just his comm because nobody else seems to react.

“Who?”

The comm crackles interference, “You and I are gonna have words, you self-sacrificing, ghost-huntingidiot!”

Phantom falls through a punch at the sound of Sam’s voice.

“Sam!? You’re here?!” He says as he regains tangibility.

“Of course I’m here! I’ve been here all night! I was stuck with my parents for months Danny! Months! I wore a primary color! I attended a Gala!”

“Danny, this pretty serious, man, I think her face is turning a primary color-OW! Sa~am..” the sound of a thump is followed by Tucker’s pouting whine.

Danny wants to laugh. Then he catches sight of another GiW agent and the anger flairs back up again. Danny punches the agent with a wicked smile on his face. Whoever said he couldn’t multi-task?

Phantom spots Plasmius step out from a newly collapsed janitor. It was probably just a duplicate, a clone, but even that could lead him to the real one. This was his chance.

Somehow, the duplicate sees him coming. He turns with supernatural speed, firing off an ectoblast and rising into the air.

Phantom dodges and goes after him. He has to get closer. His own ectoblasts are still burning him, so the only option is to simply deck the man.

He can’t wait.

This excitement is halted by the sound of his name being yelled, “Phantom! Watch ou-“

Everything moves

Slower.

He turns in time to see tendrils of electricity reaching towards him from GiW agents gun.

And then a flash of pink in his peripheral vision. Vlad. An ectoblast hurling towards him.

The man-made lightning hits him first, striking his side and back, throwing him into the burning force of the ectoplasm blast flying at him.

It hits within a millisecond, burning hot against his front, sharp lances in his back, colliding against each other, pushing, pulling, yanking, screaming-

He gasps, freezing in the air as memories flash behind his eyes.

The feeling of air against his skin, wind in his hair and then-

Pain

Electricity shot through his veins from his back. He fell out of the sky, crumpling into himself on the ground.

Blearily, Danny pried open an eye to look above him, “Plasmius? Wha-?”

His bleary form smirked, “Why hello, little badger. How nice to see you again. Feeling tense, are we?”

Danny groaned, flinching as electricity sparked under his suit, “What did you-What did you do to me? The Plasmius Maximus?”

Plasmius held up a glowing taser, only this time, the electricity coming off it is pink, not green.

“Something like that, yes? I don’t quite have a name for it yet, but it’s the Anti-Plasmius Maximus. You won’t be able to transform back for at least a day with each shock. Maybe longer, I don’t know quite yet, I wasn’t able to test it.”

“You trapped me in Phantom form? Why? To make me leave my parents?” It was the first thing he thought of, after all, how could he explain to his parents who he was if he couldn’t prove it.

“Hmm, no, although that would be a good idea. No… I’ve trapped you as this so our secret doesn’t get out to some rather unfriendly individuals when they come pick you up. Surely you’re familiar with the Guys in White?”

Danny’s eyes widened, and he tensed more, feeling sparks run through his muscles, “You called the Guys in White on me? Why? You know what they’ll do. Where they’re going to take me.”

“Why, dear Danny-boy? Well because I’m going to rescue you from them. Making me..,” he poised a hand over his chest, “Your savior. Forever in my debt. Forever thankful.”

Danny scoffs as best he can, “Then why the hell you’d tell me that, you Fruit Loop? Now I know it’s you.”

Plasmius smirked again, now so much closer, so much harsher, “Because it’s not as if you’ll remember this. I made sure of that.” He stabbed the device into Danny’s side. Danny screamed as the pink-tainted electricity tore through his body, raging and raking against his cells, burning and sparking in his ectoplasm.

That same burning that blanks out his mind, that follows his nightmares in green, of a portal, a stupid dare, a picture-

He screams again, and again and again, every time there’s a moment of clarity, electricity reminds itself in his core.

Until finally, he’s being pushed into a container, it’s all he knows, the sparks still crackling along his suit.

Heaviness starts to fill around him, he pulls away, it’s wrong, wrong so wrong he can’t touch it, there’s no-

Electricity screams again, him with it and the heaviness weighs on his skin, under his suit, into his being, his plasm, his core.

It seeps deeper and deeper, urged on and bonded with the sparks still lingering.

Until finally it has wrapped itself around, strangling his core.

Trapping that electricity in the very center of his being.

Danny gasps and jolts forward from his place on the floor.

Everything in his mind starts to clear. It clicks into place with a snap and a spark.

Electricity that has been held against his core for so long finally releases, mixing with what had been renewed.

It jumps across the outside of his suit, his second skin. It lingers further.

That’s fine.

He’s not quite done with it yet.

Danny feels it at the edges of his awareness as the temperature drops dangerously, but ignores it.

He only cares about one thing now. Now that he knows. He’s going after that duplicate, and it’s going to lead him to Vlad. Whether it likes it or not.

He’s already back in the air when he hears,

“Phantom, wait!” M’gann calls after him.

“You need to be careful, stay with us, we’ll go to together! You can’t handle Plasmius alone and there could be Guys in White still down there!” Artemis says, trying to convince him. To reason with him. She knew the dangers of acting on anger, on revenge.

Phantom slows for a second and looks back to them, eyes glowing bright with fury and electricity still crackling along his skin,

“And what? What are they gonna do? Killme?”

“I’m already dead,” He sneers. “I’d like to see them try.”

Then Phantom turns back, and

Disappears.

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