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Chapter two- Raven
My life is not normal. It never was nor will it ever be.
I'm a super hero. I fight off super-powered morons all the time, use supernatural powers, and witness the impossible on a weekly basis.
Monsters, robots, super-powers, end of the world weapons? Sure, those don't surprise me.
But that day, February 18th, something truly and honestly surprised me, and the other titans, and it changed our lives forever.
That was the day we were haunted by ghosts.
As I looked around at the mess we'd created, I thought back and tire to figure out how my 'normal' day had turned into this.
"Titans trouble!" Robin shouted.
Like we couldn't tell that from the blaring alarm. I sighed and put my book down. This wasn't the first time my reading had been interrupted by a bad guy doing what they do best.
"What's happenin'?" BB asked as everyone raced into the living room.
"Cinderblock, county jail." Robin said as he ran past. Sighing, I stood and followed as my friends as I raced to the garage.
"Friend Raven," Starfire began as we waited outside the garage door. "Does something feel... strange to you?"
I looked at her strangely. "What'd you mean?"
"There is... something not correct with the way the city feels."
I leaned against the wall and looked at the city. Starfire wasn't wrong- something was off. For the life of me, I couldn't tell what it was, but there was something wrong.
"Yeah." I muttered. "Yeah it does."
"Perhaps we could discuss it while doing the painting of the nails tonight?" Starfire sounded hopeful.
I shook my head. "I've told you a million times Star- I don't-" Before I could finish my sentence, the garage door opened and Robins cycle came roaring out., closely followed by the T- car.
Starfire and I took to the sky, following our team.
Too soon, we were in the city. Cheering people crowded the streets, treating our presence as if it were a parade. That's not what drove me crazy though. It was that feeling Starfire and I had shared that bothered me- it got stronger as we got further into the city.
I can hardly describe how it felt. It was like there was a negative and conflicted soul, but it wasn't solid. Dead souls and the souls of people alive feel different- dead ones being empty and alive ones feeling full. This felt as if it were caught in a tornado, spinning and spiking between the two. It didn't even feel like a dying soul.
Maybe it's a new hero... or enemy...
We were halfway to our destination when it happened- the feeling got overwhelming.
I turned my head to the side of the road.
Two kids were watching us, not cheering, not smiling, not showing any emotion at all.
The boy was tall, but still about an inch shorter than his friend. His black hair was dirty and matted into a rats nest. His clothes were torn, worn out, and stained with mud, dirt, sweat, and... was that blood? His jeans disappeared into the scuffed up things he called boots. His eyes were a broken blue.
His friend was a pretty looking girl. Her chocolate brown hair was even more messed up then her friends. Her clothes were in just the same shape- her jeans too shirt and her shirt too small. Her green eyes locked on my for what must have been less then a second, but what I saw was fear, anger, distrust, and annoyance.
The kids leaned in closer to each other as we flew past, and then they were gone.
I looked down at Robin, flying faster to try and talk to him. "Did you see those kids?"
Robin glanced up at me. "No, I'm driving. I don't look at the civilians. Why?"
I shrugged and floated away. It was probably just my imagination or something. Besides, I couldn't get distracted right now. Cinderblock may have been a total block head but he wasn't someone to fight while being distracted.
It wasn't long before I found myself standing outside of the jail, back pressed to the wall. It was easy to tell we were in the right place- the sound of giant, heavy footsteps and destruction came from inside the prison.
We walked in and silently made our way to the courtyard- the place Cinderblock was.
"You know Cinderblock," Beast boy yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth. "The bad guys usually try to break out of jail!"
"And I can think of five good reasons why you wouldn't want to break in." Robin added.
For a moment, I zoned out. That weird, unnatural feeling was back and it was even closer then before. I glanced over my shoulder and half expected someone to be there. But there was only the trail of broken cells Cinderblock had left behind.
Our fight with him was fairly easy, we got tossed around a bit, but what's new? Personally, I think it's my fault. I was so distracted by the feeling, that one of my spells was cut off when Beast Boy- who was a T- Rex by the way- landed on me.
"Eh he... watch out for falling dinosaurs?" He tried. My glare sent him running.
A while later, Cyborg got tossed aside pretty harshly. He and Cinderblock had been fencing, using support beams as swords.
It was when Starfire melted the overgrown brick's beam that he started to run away.
"Wanna give this guy the sonic boom?" Robin asked Cyborg as he helped him up."
"I got the sonic if you got the boom!" Cyborg replied confidently.
They ran after Cinderblock. "Yo, rock head!" Cyborg yelled. Cinderblock froze and turned. The boys ran parallel to each other on the walls and jumped into the air, attempting to arch over each other.
Unfortunately, their feet collided midair sending them flying. When Cyborg crashed against the wall, his sonic blaster fired at Star and BB. I, on the other hand, got momentarily blinded by Robins "boom" when it came sliding towards me.
A sound came from Cinderblock's mouth- it was probably laughter. It ended abruptly when he fell flat on his face.
"Uhhh..." BB stared down at him, his mouth hanging open. "Did we do that?"
There was a steaming burn on the back of Cinderblocks head, like it had been torched with fire.
"No," Robin growled. "We didn't because somebody messed up."
Cyborg whipped around to face our leader. "You got something to say?"
"Yeah," Robin sneered. "It's your fault he almost got away!"
"My fault?!" Cyborg shouted back. "You're the one who got in my way!"
"You were too far forward and the move failed because of it."
Cyborg scoffed in disbelief. "You sayin' this is my fault?"
"Want me to say it again?"
"Stop!" Starfire demanded, placing a hand on each boy's chest. "No more mean talking."
BB laughed in agreement. "Yeah. I gotta sell tickets first you you guys are gonna fight!"
Robin and Cyborg huffed in unison before stalking off in opposite directions.
"Loser." Robin said under his breath.
"Jerk." Cyborg muttered.
The two whirled around to face each other. "WHAT'D YOU SAY!?"
I rolled my eyes. We might have been a team, but things could still get tense. And lately, things had been worse than ever. I mean, even Robin was being pissy.
I know he's a teenage guy and they're supposed to suddenly become more aggressive at this time in their life, but this was just ridiculous. No one seemed to notice the fact that we didn't take down Cinderblock!
Someone had done the job for us, and we hadn't even seen it happen.
"You got a problem, tin man?" Robin snarled.
"Yeah," Cyborg smirked. "It's about four feet tall and smells like cheap hair gel!"
I winced. Robin wasn't that short- he was actually 5'3- but when he stood by Cyborg it was easy to think him shorter.
I was sure the fight would have escalated, but suddenly they both stopped. Robin doubled over as if he had be punched and Cyborg's head whipped to the side.
"Ow..." they both muttered. Cyborg put a hand to his face as Robin rubbed his stomach.
"What'd ya do that for?" Cy asked me.
Robin looked at me, almost in awe. "I didn't know your magic packed such a punch..." he muttered.
I stared at my team mates. "That wasn't me."
For a few awkward moments, no one said anything. Then they laughed awkwardly. "No, seriously," Beast boy said. "How'd you hit them without your black purple magic smokey mist vapor stuff showing?"
I shook my head. "I'm serious- that wasn't me!"
We all looked at each other in confusion. "Then..." Starfire looked around the courtyard with paranoia. "Who did harm our friends?"
The air was still, each hero using their sense to try and detect something unusual.
BB turned into a dog and went on point to something in the corner. Cyborgs scanners went haywire and that weird feeling was back, stronger then ever.
What can make a feeling like that?
Suddenly, something rang a bell.
"Ghosts." I whispered, so quiet no one heard me. Beast boy began to bark and Cyborgs scanners went wild.
"SHOW YOURSELF!" Robin demanded, pulling out his BO- staff.
The feeling was fading slightly, as if the person causing it was moving away.
Whispering a spell under my breath and raising my hands seemed to shut everyone up. I focused and tried to make whatever invisible thing that was stalking us show it's self.
"Come out." I said. "We know you're here, what do you want?"
A collective gasp echoed though the courtyard and I opened my eyes.
Two kids were floating about us.
The girl was shaking her hand out. "I'm glad I didn't punch the metal side of your face." She said to Cyborg.
Her companion- a boy who looked to be the same age as her- laughed. "Wanna switch? Hitting that scrawny kid," he gestured to Robin. "Was nothing."
Robin narrowed his eyes. "What?"
The girl held her hands up in a surrendering way. "Chill Bird Brain. I'm sure you're plenty strong, we're just stronger."
Beast boy couldn't help but laugh. "Ha, Bird Brain! I like that!"
I couldn't take my eyes off the kids, they looked familiar. Of course, I don't think I've ever seen two teens fully clad in black and with snow white hair before. And their eyes- his were toxic green and hers were glowing purple.
"Why are you here?" Cyborg snapped, losing patience.
"We just came to watch." the boy with green eyes said.
"Watch?" I questioned.
Green eyes and the girl nodded. "Yeah."
Robin scoffed. "I don't believe that. Why would you come to watch us? Don't you know it's dangerous to get in the way of superheroes?"
The girl raised an eyebrow. "I think we can handle ourselves alright. I mean, we did take out that walking rock for you, didn't we?"
"You were responsible?" Starfire asked. The ghosts nodded. "Many thanks!" Starfire said cheerfully.
"Uh... You're welcome." Green eyes said uncertainly.
"Would you like to be our friends?" Star went on to ask.
Green eyes and the girl shared a glance. "We uh.. We don't really make friends." the girl stammered out.
"I can see why." Robin said in annoyance. "Now, we're going to have to take you in for questioning."
Fear clouded the teens' eyes. "What?" Green eyes looked scared. "Why?"
"You stalked us here, you were able to take down Cinderblock, you hit us, and you want me to believe you're just innocent bystanders?"
"Robin, wait." said Beast Boy. "They didn't really do anything wrong."
"Besides," the ghost girl said. "It's not like you physically have to do anything."
"It's my duty." Robin snapped.
Green eyes rolled his eyes. "Don't pull that crap. You just don't know anything about us and thus see us as a threat. I promise you, we aren't. Heck, we'll be gone in a day anyways. And anyways, your little silver stick wouldn't hurt us much anyways."
Robin was seething. I half expected steam to begin pouring from his ears. "Don't... how dare you... you stupid..." He was too angry to talk straight.
Ghost girl snickered. "Angry bird."
At that, BB and Cy couldn't help but laugh.
And that was when things went wrong.
I looked down at the mess we had created. It was a simple fight- stared by Robin, ended by the ghosts.
Robins temper had gotten the best of him and he reacted badly, lashing out and attacking. The rest of the titans joined in because our leaders instincts are usually right. Besides, I didn't think I liked these kids much.
Currently, Robin was twisting Green Eyes right arm behind his back. The ghost yelped and tried to pull away, pain in his eyes.
Starfire was reluctantly holding the struggling ghost girl away.
"LET ME GO!" Ghost girl growled, sending desperate looks towards Green eyes, who returned the look.
"Don't fight anymore." Cyborg pleaded. "We just gotta ask you a few questions!"
"The more you struggle, the worse you make this for yourself." I said, walking closer to Green eyes.
He glared at me. "We didn't do anything!" Robin twisted his arm harder and he yelped.
"Stop!" Ghost girl yelled, sending Robin a death glare. If looks could kill, Robin would have been murdered 10 times over.
"Let us question you." Robin said calmly. "And then, if you're innocent, you'll be free to go."
Panic flashed in the teens' eyes. Were the actually guilty of something? Or was something else wrong?
Suddenly, Ghost Girl broke away of Starfire's grasp. Green eyes leaned back then rocketed forward, flipping Robin away and freeing himself.
Without another word, they both began flying away.
Cyborg fired his blaster and the beam grazed Green eyes cafe. The ghost hissed, but didn't stop.
Robin threw his bird-a-rang and it wrapped around Ghost Girls waist. She cried out in surprise as her flight was suddenly interrupted.
Green eyes turned and dived back down, pulling the rope off of her.
"What are you hiding!?" Robin shouted.
The ghosts' turned to face us, panic written in their faces, terror in their eyes.
"Trust me," Green eyes said. "You don't wanna know."
"What does that mean?" Beast boy asked.
"It mean's we're the good guys." Ghost girl said.
With that they flew off at an insane speed, and were gone.
"What just happened?" I asked, looking around at my friends in confusion.
"I dunno..." Robin mused. "But I'm gonna find out."
Chapter 3- Liz
Danny and I were exhausted when we returned to the thicket of trees we called home.
After not eating for so long and the physical exerhsion, we were too tired to do more then curl up together under the tree and fall asleep. Of course I just had to have a nightmare.
"God," Sam scowled. "I can't believe you guys."
"What?" Danny asked, looking at her dejectedly. "It's not like this is the first time we've messed up."
Tucker rolled his eyes. "Yeah, but look around."
Danny and I looked at the remains of Mainstreet. Almost every store had gotten it's windows shatter, the street was torn up, and many buildings had holes in their walls.
"Fighting Skulker was a little difficult today." I admitted with a stifled yawn.
"No kidding." Sam snapped. "I know you guys are tired but you can't get sloppy like this!"
Now she was pissing me off. "It's not like you and Tucker helped!"
Danny nodded. "We needed you guys! You said you'd be right there, then coms went dead and suddenly you didn't help!"
"We shouldn't have to help." Said Tucker. "You guys are the ones with the super powers, not us."
Danny shook his head. He turned to look at me. Currently, we were both laying on out backs in the middle of the road, beat up and worn out.
"Why are you being so negative?" Danny questioned. "It'd be kinda nice to hear 'oh that last fall looked painful, are you alright?' or something."
"We're fine, in case you were wondering." I stood up with a considerable amount of effort. "It's just pain."
Tucker and Sam didn't say anything for a moment, just looked at us with these blank, creepy stares.
"Sorry..." Tucker murmured. He offered me his hand and I took it. It was cold, but had an underlying heat to it that felt strange and good at the same time.
"Let's go back to Danny's and figure out a new battle plan." Sam suggested, helping Danny to his feet.
"Can we go to the Nasty Burger and get food first?" Danny asked hopefully. As he tried to walk, he winced. "Or the hospital?"
Sam and Tucker glared at him. "No. We're going to go to your house and make a plan of action."
Danny and I shared a look. "Sam," I said, cradling my bruised wrist to my chest. "We want to beat him just as much as the next guy. But we need to rest first- we took a beating."
Danny nodded. "I want a shower." He commented. "And food. And then some painkillers and sleep. Then we can figure this out."
I nodded in agreement. Blood, ectoplasum, dirt, dust, sweat, and bits of cement caked both my body and his. By hair was a rats nest, and I was ready for a nap.
"Fine!" Tucker threw his hands in the air, exasperated. "But when ghosts take over the world, don't say we didn't try!"
It took a little longer then usual, but soon we were at Fenton Works. Sam and Tucker distracted Danny's parents as we went up to his room.
"Man," Danny muttered, pulling his dresser drawer open. "Sam and Tucker are in a mood, aren't they?"
I nodded in agreement, pulling a box out from under Danny's bed. We had been through this routine enough times, I had a box of clothes and other necessities with a permanent residence under his bed. There would be some nights I even ended up sleeping at his house, curled up on one of his over sized sleeping bags.
"You wanna take first shower?" Danny offered, collapsing on his bed.
"That's generous of you." I sat next to him. "What hurts bad enough that you'd let me take first shower?"
Danny pointed to his leg. "I messed it up pretty bad- don't know how."
Tenderly, I pulled the hem of his jeans up until his leg was visible from the knee down.
"Ouch." I commented, regarding the 6 inch long gash he had acquired.
He nodded, his eye lids drooping. "Blood loss." he said in a weak voice.
I nodded and returned again to my box. I was smart enough to keep a full stocked first aid kit in it, as well as some more serious medical supplies.
"Stitches." I said simply. "Then we can wrap it and blame it as a bruise from walking into a table or something."
"Won't it scar?" Danny asked, looked more tired with every passing second.
I shook my head. "Not of you don't move too much, and if I'm careful."
Danny just nodded and held still as I stitched the wound closed. He didn't complain, just let out sharp hisses every now and then.
"What about you?" he asked, just as I was finishing up. "You need any patching up?"
"Not that we can do. My wrist hurts like heck though." Danny brought it closer to him and inspected it. "It looks like your ghost immunity is already fixing it." He commented.
I nodded. "But it still hurts."
Danny smiled and leaned back on his pillows. "I know. For such a useful power, it hurts pretty bad."
"Sure you don't want first shower?"
"Naw," Danny batted the question away and closed his eyes. "I wanna sleep first. Take as much time as you need."
I slipped into his bathroom and stripped off my ruined clothes. Cuts, bruises, scrapes, and scratches covered most of my body.
"Don't you look pretty?" I muttered sarcastically.
I turned the shower on and stepped into the hot water, letting it run over me and cleanse my skin.
The one thing I had yet to add to my box was shampoo, so I had to use Danny's. It wasn't the green apple/mint stuff I normally used, and smelled much more masculine, but it got the job done.
By the time I was out and had dried off, most of my battle scars were gone.
I slipped into my clothes- navy blue jeans and a purple crop top, slipping my shoes into purple converse- and reentered Danny's room.
The poor kid was fast sleep, his wounded leg propped up on a pillow, his head leaning to the side. For whatever reason, his shirt had been discarded, exposing how beat up his torso looked.
Danny must have been trying to stay awake because his algebra homework was open on his lap.
"Danny," I leaned over him and shook his shoulder lightly. "Hey buddy wake up."
He groaned and stirred slightly, but didn't open his eyes.
"C'mon ghost boy," I said a little louder. "You are in desperate need of a shower."
Danny finally opened his eyes. "Thanks," he said with a tired smirk. "You feelin' better?"
I nodded then yawned. "I think I'm gonna sleep while you clean up."
Danny stood and limped off towards his bathroom. "Bed's wide open." he called before losing the door.
I grinned and slipped under the covers. The sheets were warm and smelled like Danny. It took no time at all for sleep to claim me.
I woke up to someone banging the door open.
"Wake up." Sam and Tucker snapped.
I sat up groggily and look around the room. Danny had layed down on the other side of his bed and had fallen asleep again.
It wasn't the first time we'd done something like that- falling asleep in the same bed. It wasn't as if we ever did anything- it was something just the most rational thing to do.
"wa's wrong?" Danny muttered, sleep slurring his voice.
"It's been two hours." Tucker explained. "Jack and Maddie want to see you; there's a visitor here."
I looked at Danny. He looked as confused as I was- clearly he hadn't been expecting anyone.
"Vlad's here too." Sam added.
That caught my attention- why on Earth was Vlad here?
Before Danny or I could ask any proper questions, the two stalked out.
"What is there problem today?" Danny sighed, running his hands over his face.
I shrugged. "Maybe they're jealous that we're turning 15 before them?"
Danny laughed. "Yeah, cause Sam is totally the jealous type."
As we made our way downstairs, we discussed who the mysterious visitor could be. By the time we were in the kitchen, we had decided it was probably Mr. Lancer, wanting to talk to our parents about our failing grades.
Jack, Maddie, Vlad, Sam, and tucker were all seated at the kitchen table when we entered. No visitor was in sight.
"Sorry we took so long," Danny laughed sheepishly. "Liz was helping me with my math homework and it took longer then expected."
"Lier." Maddie said without missing a beat.
Danny froze. "what?"
"You weren't doing homework, you were sleeping. Together. In the same bed."
Danny's cheeks grew red and I felt mine do the same.
"Look," I stepped in. "I promise it's not what you think it is-"
"We know exactly what it is." Jack cut me off.
"Dad, if you guys are all here to give us a lecture I can promise-"
"Don't call me that."
Danny cleared his throat. "Don't call you what?"
"Dad," Jack said. "I'm not your father."
Suddenly, four tall men jumped out from nowhere. One grabbed Danny, and grabbed me.
"Hey!" we shouted. Panic made me freeze when I noticed the white suits.
Oh my God, no. No, no, no, no, please no.
"You see," Vlad began. "We know what happened to you children. Or, should I say monsters."
"The ghost powers?" Danny asked, breathless.
Everyone nodded.
"The powers that kill our children," Maddie went on. "and let you ghosts take their place."
Suddenly, we were being hauled towards the front door.
"What? What are you talking about? What are you doing!?" I yelped, pulling and trying to get the GIW agent to release his grip on me.
"We didn't realize it at first." Tucker explained. "But after what happened today, we know the truth. You are our friends, you aren't even human."
Sam nodded in agreement. "After seeing what you did to Mainstreet?And your behavior lately- you aren't Danny."
Danny ceased his struggling long enough to meet Sam's gaze. "What are you, crazy!? Sam you know that's not true, you were there when this mess was first started!"
She scoffed. "You're right- I did witness it. I witness the murder of my best friend!"
"You're crazy!" I shouted as Danny and I were carried to a white van in front of the building.
"Let me go!" Danny screamed.
Just then, a pink car pulled up. Jazz jumped out and ran over to see what was happening.
"Hey!" she snapped. "Let go of the little brother!" She sent me a sideways glance. "And Liz!"
The Guys In White simply handed her a piece of white paper before shoving us in the back of the van.
Danny and I watched through the back window as Jack had to physically hold Jazz back as she kicked, screamed, and cried, trying to make the guys in white release us. Maddie looked like she was explaining to Jazz what had happened, but Jazz wouldn't listen.
"DANNY!" She screamed at the top of her lungs.
Danny and I pounded on the back door of the van, but we couldn't get it to open. We even went far as to go ghost to try and break the door down. Nothing worked.
The GIW agents got into the van, followed by Sam and Tucker.
Danny and I kept yelling, kicking, pushing, and beating on the door.
"JAZZ! HELP! MOM, DAD!" Danny yelled desperately.
"VLAD! JAZZ! STOP, PLEASE, MAKE IT STOP!" I screamed, practically breaking my shoulder as I slammed into the door.
At last, the van started and we began to drive away from Fenton Works.
"JAZZ!" Danny practically sobbed.
"DANNY!" We heard her wail. Then the van turned a corner, and they were gone.
"Will you shut up already?" Sam questioned, turning around from her spot beyond a wire mesh wall.
"How?" I snapped, ready to punch the goth. "How can you be doing this to us?"
"Pretty simply actually." Sam said casually. She turned to Danny. "This is revenge. You... I can't believe what you did."
Danny looked at her helplessly. "What did I do!?"
"And you," Sam pointed an accusing finger at me. "This is your fault in the first place! If you had never come to Amity park, this never would have had to happen."
"W- what? Sam, what is wrong with you?" I shouted, pounding a fist on the mesh wire, as if I could break through it and slam her face in a wall.
"You ruined everything." Tucker said simply. "We're just returning the favor."
A green vapor filled the van and I recognized it as a ghostly drug; something that affected ghosts but not humans.
Danny and I had time to share one terrified look before we blacked out.
I sat bolt upright, gasping for breath. It took a moment to realize that I was on the ground, in a park, under a tree in California and not being taken to my doom.
I ran a hand over my face and tried to steady my breathing. I hadn't had a nightmare in a really long time- neither had Danny. For the most part, we had gotten over those- been able to push away any feelings that brought back memories. We did have relapses every now and again, but rarely.
That dream had been terrible- mostly because it had actually happened, two ears ago. That was the last day I had had a real shower, slept in a real bed, seen Vlad, Maddie, Jack, and Jazz. That was the last time I'd been in a car too.
Calming down a bit, I looked down at Danny. He was sleeping on his back, his right arm under his head and his left still slightly wrapped around my waist. Our legs were intertwined. I remembered laying on his, trying to get warmer as we fell asleep.
I noticed that it was cold enough that our breath was visible. Looking around, it dawned on me why I was so cold.
White, freshly fallen snow covered every inch of everything.
Grinning slightly, I grabbed a handful and shaped it into a ball.
Making sure I was a safe distance away, I chucked it at Danny and it hit him full in the face.
He sprung into a sitting position, wiping the snow off with one hand and bracing himself to fight with the other. When he realized it was just me being stupid, he rolled his eyes.
"Trying to give me a heart attack?"
"Noooo..." I smirked. I tossed another snowball in his direction. "Well, maybe a little!"
Danny ducked to avoid the snowball and smiled. "Be warned," He cautioned me. "If you fire another then you will officially declared-"
A face full of snow shut him up. Danny looked at me, amusement in his eyes. We hadn't played in the snow in God knows how long- hadn't even seen snow in over a year.
"You have officially declared war," said Danny. "And now, you must pay!"
In seconds, a snowball fight broke out. No one else was in the park, so we were free to run around the white hills, throwing snowballs, kicking up clouds of white powder as we slipped and fell.
Danny was a pretty good shot- he was able to nail me quite a few times. Then again, it was easy to return the favor.
"No fair!" I screamed as Danny tackled me from behind, dumping snow down the back of my shirt.
He laughed as I jumped around, shivers going down my spine.
Once my shirt was empty of snow, I jumped on Danny. He could hold me up pretty easily, so I didn't knock him over. Instead, we were standing in the middle of a white field, my legs wrapped around Danny's waist, laughing at each other.
I tried to get down, but Danny held on tight, swinging me around.
"Lemme go!" I laughed, swatting his arm.
"Why?" He grinned. "You can't attack me if you're like this!"
"That's why you need to let me go!"
"Nope!"
Instead, he swung me a few more times, then leaned forward, dropping me (lightly) face first in the snow.
He ran away laughing as I jumped up, screaming threats of revenge.
I ran after him, bombarding him with snowballs and laughing as he failed to dodge most of them.
I caught up to him after a while, and filled his sweatshirt hood with snow before proceeding to pull it over his head.
He caught my arm as he pulled his hood away, shaking his long hair so the snow hit me again.
I pulled away playfully when we both slipped on a slab of hidden ice, Danny pulling me on top of him as we went down.
We sat there for a while, laughing and panting and shivering.
"That was fun!" Danny panted. "I just wish my shirt and hoodie weren't so thin."
"I know. But hey, our jeans may have a few holes in em but our boots are fine!"
Danny just shook his head as he laughed.
I sat up and looked down at Danny. "I know you're the one with the ice powers, but it was foolish to engage me in snow combat."
Danny snickered, then molded his face into mock horror. "Oh dear God, you're right! I'm surrounded by snow- my greatest weakness! Oh, what a fool am I! Surely I am to meet my death here, at the hands of this ghost!"
I doubled over laughing. Danny may have hated drama in high school, but he couldn't definitely be over dramatic when he wanted to be.
"Yup! You poor, unlucky soul. You should retreat while you have the chance and perhaps I shall let you live."
"But my honor is at stake!" Danny said, keeping up with our little game. "I cannot simply run and hide! I shall fight ye, ghost, and I shall prevail!"
"But you are but a boy," I said, trying to contain my laughter. "Am I am a fearful ghost! I ghost, I might add, who is not weakened by snow as you claim you are."
"Perhaps not, but my weakness shall soon be cause of your demise."
"Ah," I grinned. "But how can that be, when you are no more?"
I tackled Danny and rolled him over to he was face first in the snow. I then lifted snow in both palms and let it sprinkle down on is face.
"Fear the power of the almighty snow! For I am the Snow Ghost an I curse you with my mighty snow powers!" I yelled, doing my best imitation of the box ghost. "BEWARE!"
Danny laughed so hard, tears came to his eyes.
I pretended to be outraged. "Laughing in the face on danger?" I flicked more snow over him. "Face the wrath of my all powerful snow!"
Danny, finally able to get his laughing under control, pretended to die. "Oh no!" He wailed over-dramatically. "I'm melting, I'M MELTING! Oh, what a world, what a world!" with that, he closed his eyes and went limp. I rolled him back over and saw how hard he was trying not to smile.
"Ha ha!" I declared victoriously. "Once again ghost has beat man! And I have brought down this... this mighty... hmm... I'd say beast, but that's not true."
"Mighty awesome dude?" Danny suggested. "Mighty fine looking man? Mighty ghost? Mighty-"
"Shh!" I hushed him playfully. "You're dead remember? Anyway... Mighty, mighty..." I snapped my fingers. "I got it! I have brought down this mighty annoyance!"
"Annoyance?" Danny asked, almost sounding offended. "What? No, I'm far too awesome for that!"
"Oh, and let's not forget modest!"
"That too!"
Danny reached up and pulled me down so I was laying in the snow next to him. He were both shivering, cold, tired, and hungry. But we were happy. We had just had some of the best fun we'd had in a while.
I looked at him- at his snow soaked hair, his pale skin with flushed red cheeks and nose from the cold.
"That was fun," Danny said, slightly out of breath. "But I think we should get ready too-"
And it was that moment that the titans decided to storm in.
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