Multifandomlover99: ghost are generally very, emotional creatures. They tend to hold grudges and remember things for a very long time, they can also be very understanding and caring. It all depends on certain circumstances. As for your foot, omghowwhattheheck. That sounds so painful! No thanks.

Buterflypuss: I'm glad you enjoy it my good chap.

RangerHorseTug: I feel so cruel writing this you have no idea.

Bananarock509: ouch is right. Though I have a feeling Danny's feeling a little more pain then I am lol.

Emu thing: I'm glad you enjoy it! I hope that you also continue to enjoy it.

AlecGateway: I'm happy your enjoying it so far. I do plan on finishing it so don't worry too much.

Bellmitch Kritznovah: Yeah Tensor is new, so Is another character in this chapter but they don't show up much so don't worry. Also that story is horrifying. I'd be so afraid if the kid I was watching was about to be crushed by a bookshelf. Same thing happened to my brother but he was the one being crushed. He's fine though.

CHAPTER NOTES: coming up with ghost names is haaaaarrrddd. So if you've got any suggestions, please! Lemme know. Tensor is a mixture of the word tense—he was tense—and taser—he was killed by a taser. So like. Please! As long as it isn't a human name it stands. ALSO! I'd like to thank you all because we have over 100 follows! And! Almost 100 reviews! You have no idea how happy this makes me feel. Thank you so much for enjoying my story. ALSO 2. For whatever reason fnf doesn't want to let me uncenter these so until I can get it to fix, we'll be stuck. Sorry. Now onto the chapter.

WARNINGS: brief fight at the begining. Nothing much I don't think.

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Chapter 13

Weren't Greater Then The Price

In which retribution is promised,

and a bat gets suspicious.

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The ghost tackled Phantom to the ground, the two rolling along the train cart floor as they tried to fight each other. Letting out a yell, pushing with all his strength to get the other ghost off of him. A swift kick to the kenvexli's stomach sent the ghost flying across the train cart. He coughed once or twice before Tensor and Lydia held him down. Stopping him from moving. The ghost jerked slightly trying to break loose from their holds. Hissing and growling.

Big was behind Phantom. Holding on to the boy, and making sure he couldn't snake his way out—Phantom was famously well known for his ability to just disappear from people's grasps—or turn intangible. Phantom only glared at the kenvexli, letting out the occasional warning growl or hiss.

That was when Freakshow walked it. Staring in mock surprise at the ring of ghost. Two staring at each other growling and hissing, along with a few other ghost holding the two angry ones back. He threw his head back and barked out a laugh, Phantom and the kenvexli both ducked their heads, turning to lowly growl at their Master. "You ghost are just like animals!" Freakshow laughed, prancing his way into the circle, his heels click click clicking on the metal of the train cart. "Going rabid for no reason!" The kenvexli snapped at Freakshow, lunging forward slightly, the two ghost holding him momentarily were surprised and let him slip, before the changed their grip and pulled him back.

All the ghost expressions suddenly turned from excited—for action, a fight, drama—or weariness—need to stop anyone from getting hurt, hold back the ghost—to fear and protectiveness. The ghost shifted, Tensor moving to stand in front of the kenvexli, Lydia—the traitorous fool—only moved to stand—float—next to Freakshow like she had done no wrong, and was not a part of what just happened. "I never did get to introduce you to the cast did I kenvi?" Freakshow questioned with a dark grin, using his own little version of kenvexli to refer to the new ghost.

"Line!" Freakshow ordered, and whether the ghost wanted to or not they all lined up. "These are our staff members."

"Shiek" a semi-punk looking girl with green skin and black hair, she wore dark makeup that made her eye look robotic she seemed wary, her fist curling and uncurling in her tensed position.

"Big" a muscularity man with green skin as well and a messy black hair style. His build was large even without all the muscle that covered his body, Bigs eyes kept flicking from Phantom to the staff and back again.

"Tensor" a dark blue skinned ghost with staticky black hair, he recognized him as one of the ghost that had held him back, and egged him onq.

"Finks" a small ghost with long back hair trailing down his neck and poison, green skin.

"Phantom" a pale boy with wispy white hair that seems to flow in every direction, he looked ill, his figure unnaturally thin. His eyes not quite meeting the kenvexli as he shook slightly.

"Previce" a lanky Hispanic girl with a girl tint to her skin and a long dark braid. She looked like she could beat him up with her pinky finger, from what he could tell she wasn't around very much, so that was a plus.

"And the others" he wildly gestured to the other ghost in the cart. "They're simply extras." Freakshow dismissed with a flick of his hands. "But you Mr. Alexander" the kenvexli flinched at the human name that sounded all too familiar. "You," he repeated, "will be one of my main acts. Welcome to the staff Alexander." Freakshow grinned, sweeping a smooth hand over the other Staff members like he was presenting them. Maybe he was. The kenvexli couldn't help but suppress a shudder, as the ringmaster pranced around in elongated, exaggerated, smooth movements. Before he could realize what was happening, Freakshow was next to him, the red orb of his staff glowing in his peripheral. He could feel its tug. Like an addictive drug trying to pull him in.

He stayed silent for a minute before glassy green eyes turned red. "Retribution." The kenvexli corrected. "My name is Retribution."

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Batman stared at the little, blinking, red dot on his tracker. He was crouched up on top of the roof of some convenience store, he didn't know. There really was no point in checking. The tracker was behaving oddly, it kept going offline. Like it had been destroyed, before blinking back into view only a few minutes later. The frail child he had helped, like he had expected, had gone to the circus.

Batman was more than a little suspicious. That was why he had come all the way to Happy Harbour to investigate. The night before, there had been a murder, or kidnapping of some sort. A local college student had gone out to get some food—milk was mention by his roommates during the police investigation—for he and his roommates. Security cam footage shows the boy seeing something down an alleyway, heading towards it and then never coming back out. After about 10 minutes of silence form the boy the footage started to go fuzzy and static like someone was messing with it.

His tracker blinked out of view once more. Something it had been doing since he activated it. An old theory he had dismissed was slowly gaining more and more evidence. It was possible, that the frail nervous boy he had helped and my mysterious Phantom of the Circus were one and the same. The boy usually wore a mask so getting a picture was hard, but Batman had his ways and eventually found an old online picture of a younger seeming Phantom without a mask at one of the shows. Putting the face through facial recognition was harder since the cameraman was flicking the camera around wildly trying to get the entire show on tape. Once he had found a sufficient picture of Phantoms face, he compared it the boys using facial recognition software. 96% they could've been twins. He assumed it would've been a higher number if the photos weren't so low quality, but unless they were twins he was pretty sure that the were one and the same.

It was rather troubling, he had, from what he had seen of the boy, could see signs of abuse. Fist shaped dark, blossoming, purple bruises along his arms, a dark barely visible mark on his eye, and the kids leg which had vegue bite marks. Over all, his body also showed the signs of struggle, both like he was the one attacking, and the one being attacked. Batman signed, shaking his head. This was all too complicated. Leaping off of the rooftop he was on, Batman momentarily glided down towards the train cart. Landing silently he listened.

"Retribution" a voice stated rather darkly. "My name is Retribution" the newly name Retribution introduced.

Batman's eyes narrowed.

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Today's question: what is the dumbest thing that you believed as a kid.

I personally used to think that radio stations had all their music live streamed, and that the artist would spend days in these little cubes just playing music over and over again. I'm.. not sure why...

Anywho! Comments make me a generally happier person, so don't be afraid to leave a review even if it's just venting about how Edgy(TM) the characters in this are, or spamming that I should update more(???). I hope you enjoyed, big stuff is coming I promise! Make sure to eat something today, and have a good one!