Alright guys. Here is one of my new favorite authors.
Check him out if you like good werewolf stories, taking place in the Bleach universe. They are rated M, but apparently good werewolf stories have to be.
Fanfiction . net /u/2520779/
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/u/1405170/
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A well timed kick sent Vlad flying backwards, and he was slightly amazed at the speed that it came. The boy was gone from sight, and he finally slowed himself down. He wanted to learn more about him.
The eyes...That was the sign of another Halfa, which in his current state of being the only one, he would gladly accept another Halfa. The fact that it was Jack's young and impressionable son only made it more worthwhile. If his assumption was true, he would have to move quickly, and convince him that he was not a threat.
Since he could change his eye color on command, he at least had some control over his powers.
He didn't pay much attention to Daniel growing up. He was quiet, and not very active. He was unusual, in the fact that he saw things. Things that other people didn't.
Vlad had seen a thing or two that he couldn't explain, even with his knowledge about everything ghost. (The strangest part was that no other person had seen it, and this was on a busy Amity Park street in daylight.)
Vlad also has heard when Daniel was sent to the asylum, and he also heard when it burned down. He had taken the chance to rebuild it, albeit better then before.
Life was not fair, and when you drew the short straw, it could destroy what little you had. You could say the accident was an example of this. He could have become a hobbit, or he could have used his new powers for something better.
Better for him, anyway.
It was a very harsh fact that not many people could accept. If you could, your life would be that much easier.
Something flashed above him, and he jumped backwards as something metal came down where he was.
A second slower and he would have been in two pieces.
"Leave his body so I can fight you!" The voice landed, standing in front of him with the sword pointed at him.
His hair was white, and the eyes were a now familiar glowing green. A black robe with white accents went down to his ankles, which hung loosely on his skinny frame, and held in place by a white rope belt. Underneath a full-length black jumpsuit peaked out. The white boots matched the white fingerless gloves which gripped the sword. The white glow that he gave off looked more like a ghost then a human.
"Ahhh. You must be Phantom." Considering the rumors, this was a strange sight. He looked remarkably like Daniel. Much like a Halfa would in ghost form. The white glow and green eyes suggested it to be true.
But this was Phantom. Phantom was not a Ghost. He was a Reaper.
He mentally growled. Finding out information on Reapers was one of the hardest things he had ever done. If they were a secret race living in a parallel world, they did a damn good job of hiding it.
The only useful thing he found (other than they fought with strange swords and followed mostly Japanese customs) that was that they were unable to fight Ghosts.
And yet Phantom could do just that. He had appeared a little over 6 months ago, with no announcement. No special event, like unusual activity, other then the power outage caused by the Fentons which happened a lot.
Over the next week, the number of ghosts plummeted almost to nothing. Even now ghosts refused to enter the town.
"Damn right I am. Now don't make this be an unfair fight. What are you planning to do with Vlad's body? Don't make me slice you before I get answers!"
Impatient. Typical of a teenager. Or at least a teenage form.
This made Vlad chuckle. "What makes you think I am being overshadowed?"
Phantom paused, and looked confused. "You have to be. I can sense your ghost energy leaking from you like a spigot. Reigning it in might work better for you in the long run. I can sense you from a mile away, and so can everything else."
Sensing ghost energy? Sure, he could sense ghosts, but the energy? Was that a Reaper ablity?
"Have you ever heard of a Halfa?" He asked, curious. He knew the boy had talked with enough ghosts to at least hear of him.
"No." He said sternly, still standing in a battle stance with the sword held high. It was a unusual sword.
Black blades were uncommon, and the design looked like a Japanese design of some sort to his inexperienced eye.
"An idiot decided it would mean Half Human, Half Ghost. I still hunt for him to this day."
"Half ghost, half human?" That's the stupidest thing...Yes I understand...Now you're making me look like a idiot...Not now!"
He appeared to be having a conversation with himself. Maybe he should have stayed in the hospital...
"Show me." He commanded finally, needing some form of proof. Deciding the best way to earn Phantom's trust, and information, was to oblige him.
While looking quite bored (it was a gift), he transformed. Phantom stared as the rings transformed him. As they finished, he stepped backwards, still in a pose. He obviously had fought a lot for his apparent age.
"Come now, Phantom. I am a businessman. And what I want is information. I suggest a trade. Of information. I ask questions, if you answer mine and vice-versa."
"And I want a truce not to kill each other until after the vacation is over. The truce can be extended, but not shortened. I protect you from the big baddies that show up, and you keep your lackeys away from me and the Fentons."
And he knew his way around politics as well.
"Agreed."
"Now change back. You look like fucking Dracula and its freaking her out.."
The emphasis on her was strange, but he changed back, feeling quite in danger. He glared at the sword, and Phantom rolled his eyes in response.
Phantom sheathed the sword, but remained a good distance away.
"For each question you answer, I'll answer. But I withhold the right to hold some information." Phantom added.
"As do I. I'll go first. Explain how you became a ghost."
"A Halfa. Not a full ghost. The Portal accident that I'm sure you already know about gave me ecto-acne, a ghost disease with no cure, which bonded ectoplasm to my DNA. I call my ghost half, Plasmius, if you have heard of me."
"Nope." Phantom smirked. Vlad sighed. He was a very cocky brat.
"My turn. What relation do you and Danny have?" Vlad smirked this time, eager to learn what in common they had.
Phantom scowled, trying to decide if it could be used against him.
"There's a long backstory, but a freak accident with Jack's completed portal granted me Shingami powers, and I gave myself the task of defending the town from Hollows and Ghosts. Because of how I got my powers, I am also the only Shinigami who can fight ghosts."
"But how are you and Danny related?"
"None of your business." He growled.
"And yet the portal gave us both powers, yet different powers. You use a sword, while I became half ghost. Interesting..."
"Enough with the weird science stuff. I had enough trouble when I failed that class. What I really want to know is why are you are hitting on Danny's Mom?" Vlad snorted.
"The Ecto-acne ruined my life, and such your wonderful mother fell in love with Jack, while I spent years in the hospital. She is very faithful to him, unfortunately."
A moment went by, while Phantom was obviously filling in the blanks. "So. You hate Jack. And considering that the Ghost Vultures are currently in your basement, you must hate him enough to want to kill him. And...if I take a wild guess, you used your powers to grow rich in hopes of increasing your chances with his Mom."
"Surprisingly correct."
"Well you know it won't work. I can see it in your eyes."
Vlad remained silent, as he had no answer for that.
"What are the extent of your powers? I told you the extent of mine." He reminded.
"Ghost/Energy Sensing, a sword which only grows more powerful and learn new attacks when I learn its name, a crazy person who is the human/soul form of said sword and Flash Steps."
"A sword...With a name and a human form." Phantom nodded, which proved that he did hear that correctly. "Interesting..."
"She's saved my ass more times then I care to count. I don't think you would last a second, considering I have yet to beat her in battle, and I go easy on ghosts."
Vlad quickly added this knowledge to his To Study Later file. He would learn more, and then send Skulker out to find more about Phantom.
"Do you send ghosts into my town?"
"Yes."
"Why."
"That's another question." He sang, throughly enjoying the look of anger on Phantom's face.
"Fine."
"What are the Hollows that you spoke of eariler? Are they the same big baddies?"
Phantom sighed. "Uh, long story short, every person has a Soul, which is chained to the body by a chain. If/when the chain breaks, you're dead. If you stay too long in on this side after that happens, then you turn into a black demon with a bone mask and a hole in your chest who eats people. Its a Reaper's duty to purify these souls with my ZanpakutÅ, and release them from their sins. And no, Ghosts can not affect Hollows. Most of the time they get eaten. I don't think Hollows like the taste of ghost, but I've seen a few stupid ones get eaten."
Souls? Monsters? Zanpak-whatevers? This world just got a little more complicated.
"What the side effects of having your powers?" Phantom asked, shifting back and forth on his feet.
"None. I'm stronger and faster than humans and ghosts. I'm the best of both worlds, you may say. I also know my aging has slowed down considerably." He also had ghosts to use to his advantage, and satisfy every heart's desire.
Except two, of course.
"What are the side affects of your powers?" Vlad said, tilting his head ever so slightly. Phantom's face fell, and looked almost like he was going to ignore the question.
"In order for me to gain these powers, I had to sacrifice something. It is the same reason why normal people don't have these powers."
He paused, looking even more depressed.
"In order to become a Shinigami, you must die. Your chain must have been shattered from your body, and you must pass over. Lucky for me, I was probably going to die anyway when I was thrown into the Portal and hit the damn ON button. But I did skip the passing over step. But then again I've always been a hipster." He smiled, trying to ease the awkwardness of the silence which fell.
"But I can't imagine life without them. I can finally kick the ass of the monsters who plagued me for my entire life. And I enjoy it."
"So who were you before you died?"
"No one."
Even though he refused to admit it, it was obvious that Daniel Fenton and Phantom were related. He had only seen Daniel for a short time, but even he could see the same facial expressions, hair type, and general shape. Although Phantom was much more muscular.
Were they somehow spilt when the Portal was activated? Was he a clone or something along those lines? Or were they the same person? Why did Daniel's eyes glow before? Did Phantom share a body with him?
That was a oddly disturbing mental picture, and such he discarded that idea. Daniel obviously would be unhappy with a body-sharer.
"I have one more question."
"Go ahead. I'm out of questions." Phantom replied, glancing around.
"Why don't normal people see Hollows?" Vlad asked his final and well thought out questions.
"People with low energy can't see things with higher energy, like Hollows and Souls. Ghosts are made of ectoplasm, and such can be seen by everyone. You have a lot of Reaistu, the real name of said energy, and such you can see them. You probably didn't see them before the accident, while Danny has seen them the entire time."
They stood in silence, one glaring one staring, at each other.
They both nodded, signifying the end of the conversation.
Vlad started towards the house. He could hear the rest of the Fentons yelling/looking for them. Jack was the loudest of all, and even from here he heard something break. Jack had probably found the Valuable Vase room...He stopped next to Phantom, facing opposite directions.
Danny remained still. "The truce still holds for this vacation. I still don't trust you, and if you do anything out of line, I'll have you beaten and locked in my Thermos with Boxy and thrown into space."
The ice in his voice sent shivers down his spin, and the temperature dropped around them. He had yet to encounter a ghost equal, much less higher in power then him. But Phantom had the power.
He turned to look at Phantom, but he was gone.
He steadied himself, straightened his tie, and treaded back towards the castle.
"Are you really going to spend all night hiding out in here?"
"Shh! I can't hear!" Jazz quieted him, and looked towards the large TV that was playing football clips. Danny almost stayed with her, but he didn't want to trust Dad alone with Vlad. The man did try to kill him just a couple of days ago.
He knew that Vlad didn't know how close that he and Phantom were, but Vlad was smart enough to probably figure it out. He had only delayed the inevitable.
His head was still spinning from the knowledge he gained. A person who was half ghost, half human? That defied a lot of things. Like life and physics.
Speak for yourself.
I know I know. But it's still weird.
Danny left the dark room where two or three other people sat in silence (one was snoring). He adjusted his tie, and headed towards the party, hungry for some snacks, hoping to ease the sickness in his gut.
Is everything clear?
So far so good.
She sounded unsure of herself, probably thinking the same he was.
The whole place felt bad. Bad to his gut. Something was going to happen tonight, either it be Ghosts or Hollows he couldn't be sure.
He had been forced into the suit, which was one of the more limiting things he had been forced to wear. He resisted the urge to break some stitches in the joints, just so he could walk. He stumbled down the hall in silence.
He pushed the door open revealing the full-blown party. Lights flashing, people with drinks, and other party stuff. He had never been one for parties. Being social was difficult for him, and large crowds tended to annoy him. A kids party or two, but that was the extent of his social life. Waiters had glasses of wine, and couples were dancing wildly. Needless to say, his first formal party was exciting.
His parents stood on the other side of the room, out of sight. Vlad and his clones were still creeping around, and his energy left a trail all over the place. This many and Vlad leaking out energy would probably attract the Hollows like crazy. He sighed. This was definitely going to be a interesting party.
He made his way over to the snack table, and filled a plate. A little farther down was a bartender, looking quite bored.
Deciding to be wild, he walked over to the bar.
"I'll have a Mai Tai on the rocks." He said, wondering if the bartender would even ask his age. The bartender nodded, and prepared the drink.
He hoped it would take the edge off. It wasn't enough to get him drunk, but enough.
The glass was placed in front of him, which he quickly downed, the lime mixing with the rum. He set the glass back down, and headed towards a quiet corner to finish his plate.
Even with Sam and Tucker, he had gone through a rebel stage like everyone else did, at an earlier age. He didn't bother with the whole getup, but he had access to various drugs, smokes, and alcohol. After his suppliers were arrested from a 'anonymous tip', he never bothered with it. But tonight was special.
His gut settled down, but the feeling still remained.
He wandered around the room after finishing his plate, while managing to avoid his parents.
He leaned against the wall in the darkest part of the well-lit room. Coughing into his hands, he was able to hide his Ghost Sense from those who may have been watching.
"Bored, are we Phantom? I'm sure your parents wouldn't mind you dancing with them."
"What's up Vlad-Clone? Bored with the party already? Already letting the prey know you are on to him early? Is that the smart thing to do?" He dropped his head, using the shadows to hide his conversation. His black suit worked well for this.
The clone growled. "As a matter of fact not. I'm having a particularly exciting conversation with the CFO of DALV Corp. And it was only a matter of time before I figured it out. You are Phantom, and you always have been." He could feel the ghost smirking at him, and he grit his teeth, seething.
"Vlad backwards?" He snickered, ignoring the emphasis on the accusation. The clone shifted to the other side of him, closer then before.
"I don't see you running a multi-billion dollar business. And Phantom? Fenton and Phantom are a close enough that I had no trouble seeing it."
"Hey, Phantom is a badass name. And I didn't choose it. The ghosts did. I just adopted it. Is there any other reason for bothering me?" He growled in return, lowering the temperature around him just a bit.
"I enjoy annoying you, isn't that enough?" Danny could feel the clone smiling, and it broke his last nerve.
"Stay away from my Mom." His fist glowed, and he punched the invisible clone. If he was smarter, he wouldn't have been so close in the first place. The glow dimmed, and he lowered his arm as the pink smoke dissipated, since the clone was destroyed.
"Yeah, if you don't mind." Glad to be back in his own silence. Alone.
Was this how his life would play out? Would he always be standing on the edges looking in, as everyone around him lived their lives out normally?
Or, even worse, if he watched as everyone around him grew older, and eventually die while he remained unchanged.
It was a unsettling concept. He was too young to die, and yet he made the choice.
He swallowed, and realized the party was affecting him too much. Too much noise, too much...people. The jacket was hot, and he was feeling sick. Maybe he shouldn't have had that drink.
He stuck his hand in his pockets, and headed towards the door, shaking those thoughts from his head. He would not get distracted about his history. It was the choice he got, and he would damn well use it the best he could.
But was it his only choice? If he had done something different, would he have been...normal. Or, more normal? If he had pretended Souls and Hollows were part of his imagination earlier, then he might be on the football team and a A student.
He chuckled to himself. Even if he was different, he still wouldn't be friends with Dash.
"Danny! Come pogo with us!" His Mom called, and Danny stopped. She had seen him. She walked up next to him, wearing something that should have stayed in the 80s. "Come on, it'll be fun!" She gently gripped onto his arm, and smiled at him.
"I need some air." He brushed her off, and headed for the door. He turned down hall after hall, eventually getting lost. He finally stopped, and leaned against the wall, feeling immensely better.
He didn't care. It was away from the party. The loud music, and people were reducing his ability to think, much less scan for Hollows.
He sighed.
His ghost sense went off, and he was almost relieved. With a thought, ectoplasm filled his blood and the sickness receded.
That's because it neutralized all the alcohol.
So what does that mean?
It means you can't get drunk.
I'm not sure if that's a curse or a blessing.
Probably both.
He withdrew from the mental conversation, having felt the weak energy. Thankfully, it wasn't the Box Ghost. A green-skinned short and plump ghost wearing a cheese hat/crown and an ice cream patterned robe phased up through the floor, and floated in front of him.
"I'm going to take a guess and say you're the Dairy King."
"Ohh, you're a smart one, Reaper. What brings you to my wonderful castle today?"
"A party. Me and Plasmius are trying not to kill each other. I think. I can't be sure with him. He could be trying do something crazy, like ask me to join his crazy money obsessed empire."
"Ahh politics. I never had to deal with much of that, don't yah know." The ghost winked.
"I have to deal with it a lot. Why do you stay here? Is there something holding you here? I could help you with that."
"Nothing of the sort laddie, but thanks for the offer. This was my castle, don't ya know. I'm rather fond of it, don't yah know."
"Yeah, I know." He leaned his head against the wall, having deciding the King was no threat.
"Is something bothering you?"
"Can't you feel it? The air is charged with energy. Bad energy.""
"I can feel it as well. I have a feeling it will be safer in the Ghost Zone, don't yah know."
"Vlad has a Portal too?"
"Of course! How do you think all his ghosts come through?" Seeing that this was true, he nodded.
"Try the Gouda! Its dairy fresh!" He said, before phasing through the ground once more.
I've never felt this many before.
The whole building began to shake, and he quickly jumped to his feet. A lone Hollow howled.
Hollow energy surrounded the entire building. 10, 20, 30, and more! He lost count of them all.
Screams reached him from the main room, his family's loudest of all.
This week is Darker Than Black.
Stats from myanimelist .net
Episodes: 25
Status: Finished Airing
Rating: R - 17+ (violence & profanity)
Score: 8.41
It stars the anti-hero Hei, a badass trenchcoat wearing assassin badass (yes he gets it twice) and his partners in-crime for a secret organization. And Li, his shy college student alter-ego. And the police force who hunt him and his cohorts down. The plot revolves around Hell's Gate, a strange place that appeared on the same night that all the stars vanished.
Hei's most often compared to as Chinese Electric Batman. If that's not cool, I don't know what is.
From this Gate, Contractors were made. People with special abilities (fire, wind, body switching, gravity modifying, time travel, ice) who are rational and logical due to the lack of emotions. They are also the perfect killing machines for opposing nations. The name comes from the fact that every time they use these powers, they must pay something or die. Either eating flowers, smoking, breaking fingers and more.
Its bloody (not too gory or horror), dark, and thrilling. Fans of badass main characters, super-powers, mystery, assassins, or everything supernatural will enjoy the hell out of the two seasons. Just be sure to watch the OVAs in between season 1 and 2.
Subbed on Youtube by Funimation and website, Netflix, and I've heard on Hulu.
The animation is good, the characters are awesome, but the music makes it. I'm surprised Total Eclipse isn't one of the top battle music themes (I mean Number One badass).
Overall, I give it a 8/10. Its not for everyone, but those who enjoy it will love it till the end.