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Raven was awakened by the feeling of the bed moving beneath her. As her mind slowly crawled out of the darkness and cobwebs cast over her consciousness by the spell of Morpheus, the God who always came when you didn't want him but was never around when you needed him, her eyes adjusted to the light around her and she found the reason for the movement.
To her right lay Jinx on her back, right where she'd been the night previous when all three girls had fallen over in exhaustion. But now she was completely naked and moaning quietly as she could while biting down on one of her clenched hands to muffle the sound. Above her, also nude, was Blackfire. A cascade of shiny, silky black hair met pink on the mattress and splayed out over Jinx's upper body, forming a thin curtain around her breasts.
It didn't take a genius to realize what Blackfire was doing. But looking down towards the foot of the bed, where the two girls' hips would meet, she saw Danny Phantom alternating between the two of them. Her sleep-addled brain didn't comprehend at first, taking a moment to consider the situation before coming to the conclusion that the three next to her were, in fact, having sex at what could only be 5 AM.
Danny's eyes caught on Raven's and he gave her a smirk. "I see sleeping beauty has awakened." He said with a slight teasing tone to his voice. "I'd have included you in the morning fun, but you seemed completely out of it."
Blackfire didn't seem to appreciate the attempt to initiate witty banter and pulled away from Jinx's perky nipples long enough to growl back at him, "Shut up and make with the pounding, Lover mine."
And so Raven rolled over, off the bed, and began towards the shower. No way in HELL was she going to wait for those three to get done, then get into the shower and likely use up all the hot water. She lived with roommates too long to not know how that crap works.
It was later in the day, when she'd returned to the Tower at long last, that she'd finally begun thinking about what she'd uncovered with Jinx and Blackfire in Phantom's Lair.
She began typing out her report for Robin, as he'd been the one to initially relay the Justice League's request for more information, with the basics of what she knew.
Phantom was dead. Yet alive. Age: Physically adult. Mentally 16.
Known powers: Cryokinesis, Phase-shifting, limited telekinesis, flight, high-powered Invisibility, enhanced physical form including durability and strength and enhanced regenerative powers, up to and including re-attaching limbs.
Theorized powers: Multiplication, teleportation, sonic vibration attack, basic mysticism centered on warding and countering malignant Necromancy.
It went on like that for a while in her report, really. She gave a full physical description of Danny Fenton and Danny Phantom, and included a list of the names she'd seen in the trophy case in his Lair…
When Robi read the report, including the notes for full-disclosure of HOW she obtained the information and her agreement with Phantom to play Pathfinder with him, his friend, and Jinx… He nearly had an aneurism.
Robin's left eye twitched as he read the…. Detailed report submitted by Raven after the 'end' of her most recent excursion to learn more about Phantom. He'd been a subject of interest for the Justice League for a few years, now, but they'd never wanted to approach him because of his more notable proclivities known only to the meta/super community.
At seeing the sheer list of names of villainesses he apparently had 'trophies' from? Robin could easily understand why the Justice League was leery about getting anywhere near him. For a less-than-obvious reason, he was regularly in contact with John Constantine, a known loose-cannon in the occult circles even if he and Zatanna did had a history. That alone would have put him on thin ice, but his close association with some heavy-hitting villain names, even by dint of just sleeping with them, made him look worse than it likely was.
Still, Robin was a suspicious sort. So he'd planted a small surveillance device on Raven before she'd left the tower previously.
He almost wished he could find a way to make something completely immune to Raven's powers… The last thing he saw through the video feed was something on the bookshelf fizzling and cracking as black tendrils of power reached out from the bed and destroyed things seemingly at random.
If Robin didn't know better, he'd think Raven was specifically targeting recording devices while playing 'hide the fingers' with Jinx… though now Robin wondered just what Cyborg had been able to get up to while infiltrating the HIVE Academy…
Shaking his head, he forwarded a heavily edited version of the report to the Justice League via Batman, and put it all out of his mind as he went off in search of Starfire… He still had to try talking her out of trying a double-date with Phantom and Blackfire. This way would lie only sadness and tears of sorrow.
Batman. Superman. Wonder Woman. Flash. Green lantern. Martian Manhunter. Hawkgirl… Names that rung out in the vast and cold universe as beacons of justice and fairness. At least for the most part. Batman was still terrifying. The normal human who got the Green Lanterns to ask permission to visit his city? Kind of terrifying.
But today…. Well, less than inspiring. The report filed by Robin was being reviewed, so as to fully classify Danny Phantom as a hero, an anti-hero, a villain, or as a non-involved entity. Both Flash and Hal Jordan were more than happy to laugh their asses off at the list of names under 'known associates' for the Ghost-hero.
Superman was fighting down a blush as the younger man's activities with numerous women were detailed, even vaguely, by the Dark Knight's former apprentice in the report.
Diana and Sheyara didn't seem to care one way or the other, save to ask whether a psyche evaluation might be required the next time any of them were imprisoned to ensure that they were not coerced, or coercing Phantom… Either way it would have been bad.
J'onn didn't seem to notice anything amiss, and took in the information with his usual stoicism and seriousness…
It was an awkaward day for the Justice League, but it was decided, after a long discussion about how deeply troubled Phantom must be to be willing to sleep with someone so long as per Raven's report, 'they're hotter than they are crazy, AKA: Above the line,' Hal Jordan brought up a cogent point.
"At least if he's keeping them busy in bed, that means they're not as frustrated? I fought Killer Frost recently when she was trying to take over Norway. She seemed a lot more relaxed. Still psychotic, but more relaxed and a bit less homicidal."
Flash nodded. "I fought Plastique a while back. And recently she's been quiet. Like, super quiet. I've checked on her, and yeah she's done some stuff, which we fought about and she got sent to prison again, but not nearly as violent as her usual plans used to be."
Superman sighed, "So…. You're telling me that we have a semi-mystic boarderline hero acting as a villainess call boy and he's actually managing to calm them down through sex?" he asked, dreading the possibility that this was actually what his life had become.
Batman nodded. "All evidence appears to support this."
And thusly, Hal Jordan and The Flash were once again found rolling on the floor laughing hysterically.
Omake!
Teleportation was never a fun thing to learn, starting out. The feeling of squeezing oneself through a tube of toothpaste was a hard one to get over for most people. Magical teleportation circles and such were easier to deal with, since they brought a lot of space *with* the recipient of the spell, though vertigo might still be an issue for some…
Still, Danny had gotten that tip from Ember after their last jam-session about how to begin, and damned if he wasn't going to at least try! Teleporting was too useful NOT to try! It was almost as cool as multiplication, and he'd finally gotten that down after years of trying. Hopefully with an increase in base energy output capability, he'd be able to learn things with more rapidity than that.
This was how Danny found himself in the Ghost Zone, the mutable nature of space here made it easier for most Ghosts to learn how to bend their forms through the cracks, as it were. And this was also how Danny had wished Ember had been more clear with her instructions. 'visualize where you want to go and GO there' she'd said.
Appearing in the medieval castle's bedchambers was NOT what he had visualized! Especially not when Doeathea was in her bath. Smooth, green-tinted skin was visible from the shoulders up before it vanished beneath the bubbly-surface of the bath water.
"Ah. I was wondering when you'd show up again. More hot water, please." Dorathea's voice came from the relaxed figure in the bath tub.
And Danny's entire body froze. He quickly managed to gather what wits he had left and grab the jug of water sitting next to the fire, just close enough to heat up without boiling, and walk over to top up the tub with nice hot water.
When Dorathea's eyes opened to look at the 'servant' filling her tub and ask for a glass of wine, she instead saw Danny. Now both of them froze.
What happened next was a blur for both of them, really. Hey, she'd been on a dry spell for the last 600 years wherein the only male 'allowed' to be near her was her despotic brother, may he rot in the dungeons for eternity… Or Klemper, if only because no one could keep the clingy bastard OUT of other realms for long. And Danny? He just got an eyeful of some of the worlds perfect breasts. Perky, tight and practically begging for attention, which he was more than happy to give if the part of his brain wearing the word 'Dick' on its nametag had anything to say about it.
Like Jack Sparrow's compass, that part of Danny's anatomy pointed him at the thing he wanted most in the whole world at that moment.
And that was the first moment Danny was glad he'd had that talk with Skulker and Technus during the last Yule celebration about people calling him 'king.' It was kind of fun to be 'in control' during these activities! And Dorathea…. Who knew she kept less brutal devices in her room for her own personal enjoyment? A whip here, some candle-wax there… And when they were done Danny had a fun time peeling the candlewax off her and 'claiming' her panties for his growing collection.
The negotiations that followed were legendary. It involved an initial demand of marriage, which was negotiated down to monthly visits and participation in a tournament every year as Dorathea's Champion against a neighboring realm of similarly Dark Age Ghosts… Dutch, though, so the rivalry was rather fierce given that Princess Dora's kingdom mirrored a lot of medieval England with some French influences… Who knew that BOTH kingdoms hated the Dutch more than anyone else?
And so, princess Dorathea's panties, a conservative affair of silk and lace, got added to Danny's trophy case. Right next to Ember's and Kitty's.
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At a desk sits a man. Not as in shape as he'd like to be, thought the 'Jedi Workout' open in one of his internet windows certainly showed how he WANTED to look, and how he'd get there, but for now? Let's call this sad pathetic waste of human flesh and the vague notion of self-awareness 'Some Guy.' Because he likes his anonymity.
Some Guy would like to thank those who have followed his works since he began not to long ago to put finger to keyboard to get some sick twisted ideas out of his skull. He would like to thank his readers and followers for their patience through November as he tried, and failed, to write a novel. He also appaears to want to keep this whole affair as short as possible while still doing it in style to not pad his word-count. So he holds up a sign. "Thank you, guys!" it reads.
He hopes his readers are enjoying reading his insane ramblings as much as he enjoys writing them, and he hopes one day to hear from a reader that he helped inspire them to write their own story. Or to continue where he leaves off and they want to see a different path.
Hot/Crazy Scale will likely remain as-is, though I am desperately considering just having Blackfire, Raven and Jinx form a non-aggression pact when it comes to Danny, since they seem to like each other just as much as they like him, and then hog-tie him into agreeing. Maybe bring another dude into it, but why mess with a good thing, right?
Might bring up Terra soon. You know, just because. Might bring up Slade considering Danny… Not as the stereotypical 'replacement apprentice' sort of deal, but as a 'kind-of-sort-of' partner for a gig involving terra and getting her mind off Beast Boy. Might use Jinx as a point of contact. Lemme know what y'all think about that one. Might be a bit more explicit than I've been previously in this story.
Danny Phantom: Gigolo to the Villain Community. Has a ncie ring to it.
Signing off!
Some Guy whose name is Unknown.
