Okay you guys, I am SOOOOOO sorry for taking this long. I'm still at the part where I had decided to *mostly* stick to the movie (I'll branch off soon) so I need to watch the movie and pause a million times while writing. So, it takes forever. And all my teachers seem to think that RIGHT NOW is the time for every single important test that they can give.
After talking to Bruce, Danny stepped back and watched the SHIELD agents bustling around during the first few minutes of takeoff. Maria Hill was standing in the center of the storm as usual, listing out long codes of numbers and letters for the lesser agents to remember and carry out. Danny caught her staring at him, and she quickly looked away. He wondered if as Fury's second in command, she knew who he was.
Looking around more, Danny saw Steve wandering around, clearly amazed at what he saw. When he walked up to Fury and handed him a ten dollar bill, Danny chuckled inwardly and wondered what bet the Captain had lost. Bruce, on the other hand, was shuffling around nervously, staying as far away from other people as possible. He, too, looked amazed, but the worry on his face masked most of it.
Director Fury turned from watching the agents and addressed Danny, Bruce, and Steve. "Gentlemen." Walking over to Bruce, he said "Doctor, thank you for coming."
"Thanks for asking nicely."
They began to talk about tracking down the Tesseract. Danny wondered if the Boo-merang would be any help, but thought against it when he realized that having a flying metal object of questionable assembly and stability smack into a cube of pure energy would probably be a bad idea. That, and it was impossible to re-program. He absent-mindedly rubbed the spot on the back of his head that the stupidly named tracking device always managed to hit.
Danny broke out of his daydreaming to see Natasha leading Bruce off towards the labs. He had heard that Bruce was the best scientist in the world when it came to Gamma radiation; Danny only hoped that he wasn't nearly as bad as his dad, and that there wouldn't be any explosions while the doctor was working on the Helicarrier.
Turning, he saw Coulson standing with Steve. He smiled. The agent had wasted no time in asking his idol to sign his vintage trading cards. When Coulson managed to turn the conversation painfully awkward again, Danny groaned inwardly. He was as bad talking with the Captain as Danny had been talking to Paulina in freshman year.
When one of the computers started beeping and its agent announced a hit on the face match, the increasingly one-sided conversation was cut mercifully short. "We got a hit. Sixty-seven percent match."
Another agent called out from across the room. "Wait, another match. Seventy-nine percent."
Danny and Coulson both walked over. "Where is he?" Danny asked.
The agent turned to answer, but paused for a moment upon seeing how young Danny was. Danny sighed inwardly, annoyed at all the weird looks. After a second, he replied, "Stuttgart, Germany. 28 Koningstrasse. He's not exactly hiding."
Fury called out from his spot on the floor. "Captain? Phantom? You're up."
Steve and Danny headed towards the jets, planning what to do. A lot of the SHIELD agents had seemed confused that Fury was telling nobody in particular that Phantom had to go, but they shrugged and continued their work.
Even though he had seen the power Phantom possessed, Steve still felt compelled to protect his younger team member. "So, Danny, do you have any plans for how we could take down Loki?"
Shaking his head, Danny replied, "No. It's not like I can just suck him into a thermos or anything."
Confused, Steve asked, "Was that a reference to something?"
Danny shook his head again. "It's a piece of ghost hunting equipment. It's shaped like a soup thermos, but it catches and stores ghosts."
Still somewhat confused, Steve said, "Okay then. Well, if you didn't think of anything else, I was thinking that I could take on Loki and you could get the civilians to safety. He's in the middle of the city, so there's going to be a crowd. We need to make sure nobody gets hurt in the crossfire."
Inwardly, Danny sighed, but he agreed to take the boring job. They continued to discuss strategies for defeating Loki while causing minimal damage. When they reached the plane, he muttered "Goin' ghost," shifted to his ghost form, and flew off in the direction of Germany.
Arriving in Germany, Danny saw a mass of people surrounded by duplicates of Loki. All the Lokis were dressed in some sort of green leather armor, with helmets topped off by curved horns. Ignoring them, Danny began to do what he and Steve had discussed on the way to the jet. Turning invisible and intangible, he started grabbing random people and phasing them out of the crowd and several blocks away, while Loki(s) gave his(their?) villain speech.
He heard the quiet whoosh of jet engines in the distance; Steve was getting close. Danny was about to grab more people when he realized that Loki was now addressing an elderly man who was standing, rather than kneeling. Loki raised his spear, and just as he shot a beam of energy at the man, Danny put an ecto-shield around the front of the entire crowd.
The beam of energy bounced off the shield and hit Loki in the stomach. He was thrown back into the face of the museum, making a dent in the brick façade. Bits of the wall rained down on him, scattering dust everywhere. All around the crowd, his duplicates flickered and faded out of existence.
The crowd looked at Danny, too shocked to move. Behind him, Loki began to stir.
Keeping the shield up, Danny began to split the group up and evacuate the civilians. "You guys, go that way. This group, head over there. Everyone else, move that way. Don't run or panic. Tell everyone else you see on the streets to move with you. Get as far from the museum as possible."
When he was done talking and gesturing for everyone to start evacuating, most of the crowd stared blankly at him. Danny felt the urge to hit himself in the forehead. He was in Germany. It made sense that the people spoke German.
Just when he was about to start miming what he wanted everyone to do, one woman piped up from the middle of the crowd. She was dressed beautifully in a black evening gown, with her hair pinned up and her face carefully made up. She was also covered in dust and looked scared and confused. "Danny Phantom?" she asked in a heavily accented voice. Danny nodded. The woman accepted this, and began to translate what Danny had just said. The crowd began to disperse. Shooting a smile of gratitude at the woman, Danny turned to face Loki.
The trickster god was in the process of getting up after having been blasted by his own weapon. Looking around the street, which was scattered with bricks, high heels, ripped pieces of clothing, and trampled dropped clutches, Danny spotted the spear. Diving to the ground, he picked it up and flew toward Loki.
The man grimaced at him. "I was not aware that your pathetic planet has the aid of the undead," he snarled. "It seems a waste of your time. What do they do for you?"
Ignoring his comments, Danny said, "Give it up, Loki. I have your only weapon, and SHIELD agents are on the way."
Loki cocked his head to the side. "I sense the powers of frost within you, yet you are not of Jotunheim. You are not a sorcerer, and you lack a Draugr's disregard for mortal beings. What are you?"
"I'm Danny Phantom."
The trickster god looked surprised, though he hid it well. "The Midgardians have you on their side? They have a powerful ally indeed."
Just as Danny was about to ask how someone from a dimension other than the ghost zone could have heard of him, he heard someone calling his name. Turning, he saw Steve sprinting his way.
"Loki! We have you surrounded. Give up now, and this won't have to turn any uglier," Steve said. Danny thought he would have come off as a lot more commanding if he wasn't dressed in a spangly unitard.
Stony faced, Loki said, "So be it." He raised his palms to Steve and Danny, and his armor flickered out of existence. Steve pulled out a pair of handcuffs and snapped them onto Loki's wrists. As they lead him to the now landed jet, the trio was startled by AC/DC's "Shoot to Thrill" being blasted out of its speakers.
Iron Man rocketed out and around a building, landing heavily beside the jet. He straightened and looked around. In a mechanical sounding voice that still managed to be joking, he said, "Hey guys, did I miss all the fun?"
Again, sorry for taking so long. Thanksgiving break's coming up, so I should get some time to write. I'm starting to not need to go by the script anymore, so it should go faster. Everything's planned out, I just need to get it onto the computer. –PD44
