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The sun was shining in a cloudless sky in mid autumn, the breeze coming from the nearby sea side giving the air a pleasant smell, and the cry of the seagulls mixed with the cheers and laughter of the people dancing around in the green grass, taking pleasure in simply being alive. The energy in the air was so joyful, as if there was nothing wrong in the world.
The horror if it was enough to turn Danny's stomach. "Don't they have any respect at all for the dead." He mumbled as he watched the funeral service of his Aunt's ex-husband. There was a full blow dance contest going on literally on the man's grave. He didn't really know the guy beyond the fact that his Aunt had celebrated her divorce to the man every year, but no one deserved this.
"Come on Danny, this is just your Aunt's way of coping with his death. She really is hurting inside." Maddie said to her son, something that the boy didn't believe for a second. Both her and his father, Jack, were among those dancing on the man's grave. They had never had any respect for the dead. Danny supposed that just came with their job.
Jack and Maddie Fenton where the world's foremost experts when it came to hunting ghosts. Not to help them pass on like in any of those phony TV shows, but to exterminate them, or at the very least to force them out of the human dimension with extreme force. In there eyes, ghosts were abominations to be destroyed, not people who deserved respect.
"I can't do this. I'm leaving." Danny said, turning away from the gravestones and heading out of the graveyard. He would comeback later after everything was done. He doubted his parents would notice he was even gone. He wished his older sister Jazz had been there for him to talk to, but she had gone off to college and was no long bound to follow their parent's whims, such as driving all the way to Jump City to take part in a dance competition on a man's grave.
Danny's ex-uncle had been part of some kind of insurance scam in the renowned city, buying properties that had a high probability of being smashed and then artificial raising the figured value on the properties in order to get more insurance money when they ended up getting smashed by the superhero/supervillain fights. In the end, the man had died alone with no family or anyone really to call a friend. Ironically enough, he died in a supervillain attack that totaled his car, with him inside of it. Double ironically was the fact that his insurance didn't cover that car for supervillain attacks.
Jump City wasn't much like how Danny had pictured it. He had always envisioned a sort of slum city with the people to scared to exit there houses out of fear of being caught up in one of the random alien attacks. Because skilled as the city's protectors, the Teen Titans were, the city had jumped to being the number one place for crime related property damage since the forming of said team. Every month was the equivalent of a tornado running through the streets.
Most people would become upset with these kinds of numbers, but Danny himself understood better than most how hard it was to keep the people safe and keep the city in one piece. After all, he had been in the hero business for just short of four years now, and he could remember the kind of damages his town had taken in the first year as he fought to stop people from being squashed underneath twenty tons of possessed meat.
After an accident in his parents' ghost hunting lab, Danny Fenton had his genetic code infused with ghostly materials, transforming him into a sort of hybrid being. So the boy had used his new leash on life to become a superhero, running around under the name Phantom, and fighting the inter-dimensional monsters known as ghosts.
At first, Danny couldn't walk down the street without getting into a fight with some moron that thought that taking over the world was a nice way to pass the time, having to fight off everything from the ghost of the school lunch lady and mutated wildlife all the way up to emotionally unstable dragons and the odd superpowered popstar. Though as time went on, only the truly powerful and the truly thick continued to attack him and the time between attacks spread out. It had actually been two months since the last time he had to make a public appearance, and most people thought he had just moved on.
Danny figured it would be the same for the titans. They had only been around the city for about three or four months, so he would give them some time before all of the weaker villains took the hint and stopped making trouble.
Danny was walking around the city, trying to find something to distract him from the horrible funeral. The first obvious thing that caught his attention was a mall around thirteen blocks away from the graveyard. Shopping wasn't exactly his thing, but maybe there was an arcade or something where he could kill some time.
He gave a low whistle as he walked into the massive mall. "They sure don't have anything like this in Amity Park." He mumbled to himself as he walk through the front doors and past an entire IMAX movie theater and into what had to be the largest variety food court he had ever seen with over twenty different restraint chains competing for costumers.
Moving down the rows of stores showing off their wears, Danny felt like a small town boy. A man could get lost in a place like this. Seven stories and over a hundred shops per floor, he just wanted to find a stupid arcade but that task now seemed like finding a needle in a hay stack. Stepping up to a railing, he looked down to see that at the ground level was an actual river running through the middle of the mall, why? What purpose could a man made river possible hold for a mall? It must have been something along the lines of a water park attraction, because people were moving around in the floaty rings in it.
Looking back up he found a small flat screen on a platform nearby. Walking over to it, he found that it was an itinerary, listing out all of the different stores and scheduled events. A few touch screen presses later, and he found that there wasn't just one, but four arcades in that single oversized building. The closest one being one floor up, overlooking the food court.
Lucky for Danny, the arcade itself was fairy similar to the one back in Amity Park. He walked straight through to the local bullet hell shooter game and started it up, losing himself in the nostalgia of the simple game play and the frankly ridiculous difficulty. Bullet hell shots were one of Danny's favorite games, since they were allot like his day job, only without the risk of death. Dozen's of energy blasts coming down at him and he firing back, keeping in mind every single bullet as he positioned himself. Over the last few years, he had gotten really good at them.
He was so in the zone, humming along with the repetitive music, that it was an entire hour before he was shaken out of his gaming induced trance. The word 'shaken' being extremely appropriate as a loud crash literally shook the ground underneath him, causing him to move his ship street into the boss's laser fire.
"Dammit." Danny cursed as the 'game over' sound effects played and the leader board informed him that he had only gotten fourth place. "However has decided to mess up my game..." Danny grumbled as he entered in 'DP' for the name next to his score.
Now that his attention had been dragged back to reality, he could hear the screams of panic and trampling feet along side the sounds if mild explosions and crashing stones that signaled a super power fight. A small grin passed over Danny's face. Rather than running away from the sounds of battle, he slowly walked out of the arcade and looked down into the food court area, leaning against the railing as he watched the fight going on down below.
The seen was a typical one, the tables thrown everywhere, either from being flung by magic, shot by a stray energy blast, or simply knocked aside by one of the more massive fighters. Food and bits of the plaster that covered the support beams littered the floor and along with shards of potted plants and the soil that had been in them.
The fight wasn't going too well for the heroes. The Teen Titans were outnumbered three to six, two of there numbering being missing, leaving each of the remaining Titans to fight two opponents a piece.
Danny's eyes went from Titan to Titan, observing how they were doing and the powers of there enemies. Robin was being kept on his toes fighting against some girl with pink hair that was fashioned into horns, and a guy who was ruffly the size of two rhinos stacked on top of each other. The girl was throwing around waves of bring pink energy that seemed to have negative effects on whatever they touched, keeping the traffic light colored hero from getting good ground while the big guy kept rushing him again and again, ignoring any hit that Robin landed on him and he moved through the space like a wrecking ball.
Starfire wasn't fairing much better as she was being circled by dozens of hologram copies of some runt kid with no hair in a tricked out jet pack while a boy wearing a strange helmet that made him look like a cyclops shot laser blasts at her from his singular eyeball. Each time she tried to go after the cyclops, she would be shot in the back by the midget, and if she tried to find which of the midgets was the real one, she would leave herself open to the cyclops's attacks.
Finally was Raven who was having it worst of all, being dog piled underneath a small army of the exact same guy wearing a red jumpsuit with a mod symbol on the front. She did her best to keep throwing them off of herself with her dark magic, but there were simply too many of them, and every time she tried to take to the sky to get away from it, she would be thrown back down by some guy with a large yellow shield with an 'H' on the front of it who was flouting around above her with a jet pack.
All and all, the three didn't look like they were going to be winning this fight without back up. Back up that Danny was more than prepared to give, until he realized that Danny Phantom suddenly jumping into the middle of the fray in front of one of the worlds greatest detectives wasn't about to go unquestioned. Luckily, there was a costume shop nearby. Time for a quick wardrobe change.
Still haven't had time to write anything because of the ridiculous project my boss gave me. So I'm posting something from a long time ago where I started it, but then didn't go anywhere with it. I didn't feel like it felt right, so I just stopped.