Prologue
After a year of solitary confinement, Frederich Isak Showenhower, known as Freakshow by most, had nearly had it with the idiotic coppers.
Some of his sanity might have gotten mixed in there too. I mean, who decides one day to not only form a theft ring out of unsuspecting mind-controlled ghosts, one being the now VERY famous half-ghost superhero, Danny Phantom, but also try to alter reality into his own image, and then thinks that he DOESN'T belong in prison? His recently increased arrogance and seemingly incoherent outbursts were starting to seriously frighten guards and fellow inmates alike. And what's worse, lately the man had been unexplainably happy for reasons only he seemed to know.
But he had every reason to be happy and smiling. If only the stupid guards checked his cell thoroughly once in awhile…
Freakshow waited patiently for his assistant, Lydia, to phase through the walls at any moment with his requested photos. If she could, she could have already phased him out of the accursed hole and be done with it. But no. Not only would the alarms in his cell go off without his presence, but he had cuffs on him which worked like Specter Deflectors. Lydia couldn't touch him if she tried.
That wasn't what he needed right now anyways, and he'd just get thrown right back in by Phantom…, he thought to himself, the name of his worst enemy said with an internal nasty hiss. He needed his precious 'weapon of choice' first. Escape would come soon after, he assured himself.
Soon, a ghost materialized in his cell, a form who he instantly recognized.
"Did you get them?" Freakshow asked his assistant carefully.
In an act of confirmation, Lydia showed off the images she had captured. In them, Freakshow saw what he was looking for: dulled, but still brilliantly colored red shards. Not too far away from them, by the look of the photographs, a slightly bent but intact pole, an image of a bat adorned on it. On the final one was a picture of the general location of the pieces with directions on how to get there from the prison, a group of train tracks back from the first time he had been arrested… the time he was first thwarted by Phantom…
But if Freakshow had his way, once he had all of the pieces back together again, there would NOT be a repeat of last time. Phantom, along with any other miserable ghost, half-ghost, or anything in between that crossed him, would be under his control.
All he had to do was get out of this dingy little hole.
For my third and most likely final introductory step into the world of Danny Phantom fanfics, I shall be taking a look at one of the biggest scares of my childhood: Freakshow.
When I was little, the episode 'Control Freaks', used to scare the ever-loving crap out of me, and though most of that came from how creepy and evil they decided to make Danny (mind control was NOT an easy topic for my 5-year-old self to grasp, you see), I've always had an uneasy feeling whenever I saw Freakshow from then on. Though I now can go back to the episode and find it a well made, funny, and all around great season finale, I still can't just easily go to it. So, I present to you this random idea I honestly just got from a recent dream and re-viewing of 'Control Freaks', and I hope you enjoy what's to come. And for those of you following my other Danny Phantom fics, those are still coming.