DISCLAIMER: I don't own the Teen Titans, or Danny Phantom. I do, however, own Liz. This Entire story is dedicated to , my best friend and inspiration for this entire thing. Without her, there would be no Falling For The Ghost of You.
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I give you, CHAPTER 28!
"This is not good. Not good at all."
"What's not good?"
I opened my eyes and looked to my left. Liz was sitting up in a cheap looking cot. She looked awful. Her hair was a tussled mess. Cuts and bruises stood out easily against her pale skin. Scraps of cloth hung off her cloths in every witch way. If that's what she looked like then I hated to imagine what I looked like.
No one seemed to have noticed I was awake. So I didn't call any attention to myself.
"I uh, nothing!" Cyborg would have had one of those little sweat droplets next to his head, had this been an anime. "Nothing's wrong Liz!"
"You might as well tell her." Robin snapped, folding his arms over his chest.
"Tell her what?" Liz looked at me so fast, she almost gave herself whiplash.
Looking at the other cots, I noticed Raven and Beast boy had woken up to the sound of our yelling. Starfire was nowhere to be seen.
"Well unless-" Robin began, but Cyborg clamped his hand over his mouth.
"Nothing, nothing. There's just uh, something not clicking in Liz's system. It's probably nothing- maybe something she ate."
He didn't sound anywhere near convinced of his own statement. No one else did either.
"Or it could be because she just got blown away by a grenade." BB offered. "That's gotta mess up everybody."
"Then why is Danny fine?" Liz slide her legs over the side of the cot to look at everyone easier.
She had a point. I may have been sore and tired and hurt, but I didn't feel any worse then normal after a fight.
"He's uh, not. He's not." Cyborg turned and typed on the computer as Robin snickered. "Yeah BB, you were right. They both have uh, grenade powder in their lungs. Yeah. But erm, they will both be fine! Just fine!"
Liz and I glanced at each other. And then we noticed the white walls.
Turning slowly, it felt like the walls were getting bigger and closer together.
"Guys? Guys! What is wrong with you two?" Raven snapped her fingers in front of my face.
"It must be the white walls." Cyborg decided. I couldn't seemed to respond. The walls just kept getting taller and closer and taller and closer.
"They're panicking. Beast Boy, do something."
He snapped his fingers and grinned. He pulled out his T- communicator and pressed a button on the side. "Hey, Starfire! Can you bring some cans of paint up here?"
A static filled response came through.
Liz locked eyes with me. The walls weren't as scary when someone so beautiful is in front of them.
Soon, Star walked in with half a dozen cans of paint balanced in her arms. She handed one to everyone with a huge smile on her face. "Shall we paint?" She questioned.
I looked at the paint in my hand. Prying off the lid, I saw it was neon green.
"Purple?" Liz questioned, dipping her finger into her pot.
"Mine's blue." Cyborg flicked a drop at Beast boy, who had orange. Robin had red and Raven had black. Star fire was happily swirling her hands in a can of neon pink.
"What is this for?" Raven questioned.
"The walls of course!" BB walked towards the wall, but tripped. His paint spread across the tile floor, making it look like an orange had been murdered. "Star, we may need a few more cans."
Starfire left, dragging Robin with her. Both of them came back, shuddering under the weight of the cans. Everyone got three cans of paint, all of them the colors of the rainbow.
"Now what?" Robin asked.
"We paint!"
BB walked up to a wall and dipped his hand into a bright yellow. He slid his fingers over the white washed walls. Liz walked to another one, painting a purple heart.
"Cool." She laughed. She beckoned for me to follow her lead. Soon, everyone was making cool shapes and designs on the wall.
"Hey Liz, I think you might be sick." I joked.
She turned to look at me as if I were insane. "I feel fine. Why do you say that?"
"You just look a little green." Smiling, I dragged my green finger over her cheek.
She gasped in an amused why. She looked down at her other two cans of paint.
"Are you sad Danny?" Liz questioned as she bent down to a can of blue. "Because you're looking a little blue." She chucked a handful of the paint at my face.
Laughing, I stumbled back, wiping it out of my eyes. Our eyes connected on the red paint at the same time. I looked over my shoulder and saw Robin staring at us, annoyance written all over his face.
"Robin, you look a little mad." Liz said sweetly, lifting the can of red casually.
"I'd almost say he looks red with anger." I lifted an eyebrow as Robin backed up a bit.
"No. No! If you two dare get a single drop of that on me-"
"Oh Robin, we wouldn't dare to waste a single drop of paint on you." She winked at me. "We'd go all the way!"
Before anyone could react, and everyone was watching, Liz dumped the entire can over Robin's head.
"Ooh!" BB and Cyborg laughed.
"You have a thing for messing up people's hair, don't you Liz?" Raven questioned.
Starfire grinned. "This is amusing?" She asked. Everyone but Robin nodded.
"Then this too, would be considered worthy of laughter?" Without a second thought, she tossed a bucket of pink at Liz, who became drenched in the stuff.
Everyone laughed, including me.
Liz dragged her hands over her eyes and glared at me. With a smug look on her face she launched a can of yellow at BB and the wall behind him.
"Dude, it is on!"
Everyone began grabbing cans of paint and tossing them at each other, even Robin and Raven! Handful by handful, the room and everyone in it became tie- dyed messes. We looked like a rainbow had decided to throw up on us.
Suddenly, just as we ran out of paint, an alarm began to wail.
"PLEASE TELL ME THAT'S THE CLEAN UP ALARM!" I shouted as everyone covered their ears.
"THERE'S SOMEONE COMMITING A CRIME!" Cyborg yelled over the noise.
"LET'S GO!"
Still coated in paint and covering our ears, we all raced to the T- car.
As I buckled in, my mind flashed to the last time we thought we were saving someone. It turned out to be Slade and I got to learn what it feels like to be blasted by a grenade. Needless to say, I was not anxious to repeat that experience.
"My poor car seats." Cy murmured as he drove. "The paint is never gonna come out."
Liz and I turned intangible and let the color slide off of us. Cyborg looked at us out of the corner of his eye. "Any chance you could do that to my seats?" He questioned hopefully.
"Yeah, maybe later." I looked out the window.
"Assuming this is a real crime and not Slade again." Raven muttered under her breath.
Liz looked out the window, and I knew we were thinking the same thing. The day wasn't the same as the day before. Today, people were roaming the streets, eating outside, and children played in the part. The sun was shining and it was a beautiful day! As a jogger ran past and I couldn't help but think of the jogger who had paid for Liz and I to eat. I couldn't remember his name, but if he hadn't done that for us, things would have been much different.
People walked their dogs and street vendors tried to strike a bargain.
Translation from the mind of a guy who trust almost no one: people. People who could be undercover GIW agents. People who most likely knew both the secret I shared with Liz, and that we'd escaped.
Liz looked like she was thinking the same thing. We would still help, but people could see us. And if they saw us, then they could call and report us too. And then the nightmare of a life time would make a third return.
"Him again?" The car screeched to a halt and everyone pitched forward and Robin jumped out of his seat.
The 'him' that he was referring to was the weirdest guy I've seen in a while. His skin the same color as the Box Ghost. All in all, he looked like a magician. And a little like Freak show. He was robbing a bank in the single most predictable way possible. He had a little brown bag with a green $ symbol on the side that was bursting with cash.
"I feel like we just walked in to the middle of a cartoon." I whispered to Liz. The titans were already fighting him. As sad as it was, they weren't doing very well.
Liz laughed and leaned on the hood of the car. "Man, can't you just see it? This would make a pretty cool TV show wouldn't it?"
"What would?"
"Our lives." She ducked as BB, in the form of a duck, flew over her head. "Just think of it! 'Danny Phantom and Star Of Amity Park'! The story of two teenage half ghosts!"
"It sounds better just as 'Danny Phantom'."
Liz grinned and shoved me playfully. "Fine Mr. Conceited! Have it your way. But can't you just see it? It starts when we're 14. All the characters are perfect. Sam- the goth girl who has a crush on the male lead, and is desperate to change the world. Tucker- the nerd. Crushing on the female lead and asks out every girl he can. Danny- the sweet, normal boy with ghost powers. As time goes on, he grows from the innocent angel to the slightly less innocent, badass ghost hunter! Then, there's me. The missing character for you 14 year life. I'm the new girl who is adopted into the hands of your arch nemesis. I have ghost powers, but I can be a brat with them. I'm the sweet girl who has an attitude." She stopped when I could not longer contain my laughter. "What? It's a cool idea!"
"OK, but Sam was the first girl. And then there's Paulina. She was sweet and sarcastic. Sam was sweet and sarcastic. How to you beat them?"
Liz folded her arms in thought. The blue clown the titans were fighting was trying to run away and came in our direction. Without a second thought, Liz tripped him and he slammed right into my fist. He stumbled away muttering "It's the hybrids"! Yes, yes it was.
"I guess I come in because Sam was- key word was- nice. But not really. She teased Tucker about lots of stuff and had a crush on you. She had a really bad attitude about life in general. Paulina was the popular girl who used her powers for evil. She wasn't 'nice', she was a flirt. Forget sarcastic, she was just plain mean. So, I'm there because there needs to be a girl who is nice. Which I am. Just as long as you don't tick me off. And let's be honest, one half human, half ghost just wouldn't make sense."
I nodded in agreement. "It didn't make sense. You didn't even tell me that you were the Star of Amity Park until Freak Show almost killed you with reality gauntlet. It sucked being the only hybrid. No one could ever understand what I did, or how I felt." I shook my head a bit. "Remind me again why we're talking about this?"
Liz shrugged. "Because I'm an actress who always wanted her own TV show."
I laughed. The idea of my life as a TV show was ridiculous. Kinda cool, but ridiculous.
Liz and I looked up as we heard Robin practically roar with anger. The Box Clown, as I chose to call him, was kicking his butt.
"Should we?" I asked.
Liz nodded. Her eyes scanned the scene that surrounded us. The titans were battling in the middle of the street. As much as I hated to admit it, they were doing a fairly decent job of avoiding damage to the buildings. Liz and I had never been too good at that part of the job.
But there were people. Either running for their lives, or forming a large circle around the titans as if they were watching a fight unfold in the hall of high school. Some took videos. Other shouted words of encouragement to their favorite super heroes.
"Do they know how dangerous it is to do that?" Liz questioned as some dude in his 30's tossed a metal folding seat to Starfire, screaming "give him the chair!"
"Apparently not. I know how we can either scare the crowd off, or make it bigger."
Liz pushed her hair behind her ears with a determined look on her face. "Are they ever not going to owe us?"
One thing to say: when Liz makes an entrance, she makes an entrance! She hopped onto the hood of Cyborgs car and then to the roof. A few people turned to stare at her, and whispered among each other. The titans half froze to watch what we were doing. Box Clown whimpered a little and tried to hid behind Beast Boy, who was in the form of a gorilla.
"Well," Liz began. She placed a hand on her cocked hip. "I see you're having a party. And you didn't invite me." In a swift blur of color and light, she flipped off the car and transformed into The Star Of Amity Park, landing in a crouch. Her eyes widened as she saw her uniform. It was totally new. It was white and purple, which we had never even considered.
A purple collar came halfway up her neck. It stayed there because her star charm was fastened to the fabric. Her trademark purple star was in the center of her chest, but it was different. Now, it looked like a shooting star as opposed to the 5 point shape she'd always had. The white sleeves were long, but not long enough to get to her writs. They ended at her elbows. Purple fingerless gloves that looked like leather were on her hands, so her entire forearm was exposed. A purple belt hung loosely around her waist and had a pocket at the hip.Like the pure black outfit we'd had before, her shorts were really short. If her arms were flat against her sides, then her shorts would end at her writs'. Her tall boots climbed the rest of her legs. The seemed to have a hidden heel, because Liz looked about 3 inches taller then she had two seconds ago. It looked like there was the tip of a gun hidden in the top of the boots. Her hair was different too. A purple headband with a star on it pulled her bangs back, and kept her hair behind her ears. She turned to look at me.
"Uh, we didn't plan this, right?" I shook my head. "Well what are you waiting for?" She pointed a finger at me. "See if yours is different too!"
So I went ghost too. And as strange as it was, I looked totally different as well. My costume was white and neon green. In a lot of ways, it resembled my first uniform, then in a lot of ways it didn't. First and foremost, my shirt was a hoodie. It wasn't one of those long sleeved ones either. No, this was cut off at the shoulders. The entire hoodie/vest thing was neon green. I had a normal white tee-shirt underneath it. In the center was my DP symbol- that thing was going to haunt me forever. My jeans were white too. They covered the top of my neon green boots. Like Liz, my green belt had a large pocket that dangled by my hip. Something hard was in it. My hand (which were only partially hidden by gloves that looked exactly like Liz's')Slide into to and wrapped around a gun handle.
Who thought that was a good idea?
Liz flipped her hair over her shoulder and shot an indignant look at a guy who was filming everything on his Iphone.
"Go ahead. Stare. It's The Star of Amity Park, right in front of you!" She folded her arms. "Scared?"
Box Clown ran towards us, a big mistake. As he swung the sack of money at us, Liz and I both hit him with our ectoplasmic blasts. He fell on his butt, moaning. However, he got right back up and ran in another direction. I pressed my palm to the ground and tried to spread ice close enough to him that he'd freeze. Unfortunately, he was a quick little freak.
Seeing my difficulties, Liz began launching fire. As Box Clown dodged, he trapped himself in a circle of fire and Titans. Then, my ice froze him to the spot.
"CURSES!" he spat.
"Yeah, yeah. Curse you Danny Phantom and Star. We've heard it all before."
BB and Cy came over and high-fived us. "That was wicked bro." BB said happily.
Liz turned in a slow circle, just realizing that the crowd of people had gone silent. People of all ages just stopped and stared, their mouths hanging open. Cameras rolled, flashes were lost in the sun, but no one said a word.
"We aren't as evil as you thought, are we?" I asked, crossing the road. No one moved. "Starting to doubt what the Guys In White said about us?"
Liz glanced at me. Looking closer, I saw that there was a couple of film crews scattered in the crowd, filming live for their representative channels.
"Are you going to say anything?" Liz asked them. In response, someone tossed a rock at her. She caught it easily, and raised an eye brow. "Do you really think I'm that bad?"
A rotten tomato flew at my head. I went intangible and it smashed on Cy's windshield. The robot was too shocked with our public talk to care.
"Can I ask you a question?" Liz walked closer to the people. "What did we ever do that was so bad, so wrong, that you would sit back and laugh as we were tortured?"
"You tried to destroy the U.S government!" Someone yelled.
"What proof do you have of that?" I yelled back.
"The Guys In White told us." A man said, looking me right in the eyes.
I rolled mine. "So a government facility the is determined to capture and kill every single ghost they see told you that two kids were half human and half ghost. Those were the same kids that saved their town from other ghosts time and time again. This agency tell you, with little to no proof, that those kids were evil and trying to burn down the very country they fought for." Liz smiled at me- a sign that I should keep talking. "So of course it would make sense, right! Listen to the maniacs who want us killed, because they don't know us! I forgot that every super hero was actually an undercover bad guy."
"What proof do you have against it?" A teenage girl questioned.
"Does the name Amity Park ring a bell?" Silence. Judging by the guilty looks of 95% of the people, they were questioning everything.
"Other heroes are human!" a reported called. She shoved her way to the front of the crowd, her camera guy hot on her heels. "While they may be genetically altered in someway, the Teen Titans are all human. They have no other race who can side with them."
Liz shrugged. "We're human too. Ghosts by mistake." Quickly, she went human. Bending down, she grabbed a sharp rock from the ground. Completely poker faced, she used it to puncture her skin. "We bleed, just like you do." She let the scarlet drops fall from her finger as she went ghost again. "We hurt, we cry, we fight, we laugh, we love. We are human in every way. The only thing that makes us different is our powers."
I pointed back to the stunned looking titans. "Exactly like them."
Liz walked up to a muscled man and smiled sweetly. "Sir, would you say that we're a threat? Dangerous?"
His eyes widened. "I uh. Yes. No? I'm not sure actually."
She grinned and looked past him. "Is there anyone out there? Anyone who is 100% positive that we are blood thirsty killers?"
A young man stepped forward. "I am." He sneered. "Your kind is despicable."
Liz flashed her smile again. "If you had the chance, would you kill me?" The man looked taken aback, and didn't answer. "And to add on to that- is there nothing I could possibly do to make you think we were innocent?"
He sneered at her again. "Of course not. I trust my government- always have and always will."
"How many agree with him?" I called, watching as hundreds of hands flew up. But for very one hand that went up, another stayed down.
Liz nodded. "OK. Sir, what's your name?"
"Aaron." He said simply,
"OK Aaron. Here." Liz pulled the gun from her boot and handed it to him, hilt first. He took it, and she backed up a few feet. With a poker face, she took my hand and looked at the crowd. "Then shoot us. Because if there is really nothing we could possibly do to make you see what a mistake you're making, then kill us. There's no reason to fight such a powerful mob of hate."
The titans called out in protest, but my extended hand told them to shut up. For the first time, I stared down the barrel of a gun. It was scary. By stomach was in knots and it was hard to breath. By heart hammered in my chest and I could feel my pulse in my ears. The stunned man cocked the gun, not looking ready to actually shoot us.
There were shouts of 'Do it!' and 'Give them what they deserve!', but Aaron stayed still.
"Why should I walk around with your blood on my hands?" He questioned, the gun not dipping from our chests.
"If we're so bad, you'd be considered a hero." I swallowed and hoped my voice wasn't shaking.
"Would it hurt?" His hands seemed to quiver ever so slightly.
"Pull the trigger and find out." Liz paused. "It wouldn't be the first time."
Another reporter pushed her way to us. "Are you saying you've been shot before?" Liz nodded. "Yup. Got a scar to prove it."
"Ghosts can get scars?" The woman asked.
I snickered without meaning too. "Half human. And of course." I pushed my bangs back to reveal the small line above my eye.
She winced. "Is that it?"
Liz shook her head, causing a few stands of hair to fall in her face. She slide the hem of my jeans down. At first I didn't know what she was doing. The horrified gasps of civilians brought my mind to th that was carved into my skin.
"You think that's bad?" I lifted a shoulder and looked at the sky, remembering the torture. "That is basically a paper cut compared to what we've been through."
"They said the experiments were to judge the way you work, and they best possible ways to protect the world from your evil." Aaron said absently.
Liz laughed. "Yeah. Shooting me was totally doing that."
"Oh for the love of-" A different man grabbed the gun from Aaron. "I'll do it. I don't buy this sob story junk."
Liz and I froze. He looked fully ready to pull the trigger.
1... he cocked the gun. Liz tightened her grip on my hand.
2... he took his aim. His aim, that was right at me.
3... he pulled the trigger. Something was flying at me.
4... There was a 4! I was on my back, seeing stars. I felt like I'd hit my head. Did that mean I was shot in the head? I didn't feel like I was hit.
5... Gasps fell over the crowd. Something had shattered. But it wasn't me or Liz that had been hit. We were on the ground. But how? I hadn't ducked, and neither had she. I tried to sit up, but my legs felt tied to the ground. Twisting a bit, I saw that someone had wrapped their arms around mine and Liz's legs, making us fall.
"Sweet Lord!" I woman cried.
The little girl who had basically just saved my life looked up with tear rimmed eyes.
"No!" She cried. "I won't let you hurt them!"
Liz twisted away and crouched next to the little girl. "Sweetheart," She said softly. "This is a dangerous matter. I don't want you getting hurt."
"Ember. My name is Ember." Liz and I shared a brief smile, knowing that this sweet girl had the same name as a not sweet ghost.
"Well Ember," She had finally let go of my legs so I could crouch next to her too. "Thank you for your help. I mean it. But Liz is right. You could get hurt."
The girl was only about 7 or 8 years old. Her blonde hair was in pigtails. She was wearing a blue t-shirt and jeans. And she looked astounded to be talking to us.
"I don't care. You saved my life."
Liz frowned. "This is the first time we've been in Jump. I don't think-"
"I used to live in Amity Park. You saved my bus from falling off a cliff."
The memory came back to me. The day I had met Emoupho I'd caught a bus about to plunge off a cliff. Liz had helped me.
"I've always wanted to meet you." Ember whispered. She was smiling at us like we were made of ice cream.
"Ember!" A woman cried. "Get away from those filthy little ghosts."
I had to hide a grin at that. I've been called a lot of things, but a 'filthy little ghost' was not on the list. "Ember," I began, placing a hand on her shoulder. "You should really go back over to your-" I stopped when I saw that screaming woman in pink. I swear, this chick would make Effie from the hunger games jealous.
Her hair was dyed baby pink. She was in a hot pink business skirt with a white blouse under a pink jacket. Her make up was all pink and she was chewing pink gum. She wobbled slightly on her pink stiletto heels. Her handbag was pink as well.
"That's my aunt Pinky. Don't mind her." Of all the ironic things in the world, that had to be near the top of the list. "I have something to tell you!" Ember said with excitement. She beckoned for us to lean in closer, like she was going to tell us the bigger secret she had.
Glancing up, I saw that there was still a gun pointed at me. Ignoring it. I leaned closer to the little girl. Liz followed my lead.
"Thank you."
At that, both my mouth and Liz's opened a bit in shock. Not once had anyone come up to us to personally thank us for what we did. Well, not for what Phantom and Star did anyways. And fact that is was just a little girl- well that was a shock.
"Ember, move!" Aunt Pinky cried. "And stop pointing a gun at my niece!"
The man who had pulled the trigger was still keeping the gun trained on our every move.
"No way! Not until I finish what I started."
Liz put a protective arm in front of Ember. "Turn the gun away from her."
"No."
I stood up and stood in front of them both. I was a few inches taller then the man, and had to look down to see eye to eye. "You heard her. Put the gun down."
"Sir!" Robin shouted from behind us. "I must ask you to place your weapon on the ground."
"Robin!" The man barked. "You're defending these things?"
Well thanks. I've always wanted to be considered a thing.
"They're heroes!" Ember called from behind my legs. She gripped one of them tightly, like it was her life line.
"Ember," Liz knelt down, an urgency in her voice. "Listen to me. Danny and I are so super happy that you helped us. You honestly saved our lives. But right now we need you to go back to your aunt, OK?"
"NO!" She gripped my leg so tightly, she was beginning to cut off my circulation.
"Ember, listen to me." I looked down at her. "You are officially a member of our team. You're a super hero, just like us."
She grinned. "Really? You mean it?"
Before Liz or I could answer, the Calvary rushed in wielding a pink purse and perfume. Embers aunt began beating Liz with her firmly packed handbag while attacking me with flower scented perfume. I will be tasting those chemicals for a week.
"No, no! Bad ghosts, bad!" She acted like she was scolding a puppy.
"Stop!" The titans rushed forward.
"Miss, please stop!" Beast boy requested, shooting a concerned glace my way as I wiped perfume out of my eyes.
Aunt Pinky looked suspicious. "Will you dispose of them?"
Robin swallowed hard. "Um... Sorta. They are our... charity projects. We are seeing if they truly are evil or they are innocent."
Ember ran forward and wrapped her arms around the skinny legs of her aunt. Pinky went down, Ember smiling all the way.
"Get in the car." Cyborg hissed. Liz and I stood still, totally lost. "I said, get in the car. Now!" Cyborg shoved us towards his baby, as the titans made a semi circle in front of us.
"They aren't enemies." Raven tried to tell the crowd. Liz and I raced to the T- car. The shattering he'd heard was the sound of the backseat window breaking.
"Argh!" the man who had been about to kill us chucked the gun towards the car. It was fairly easy to catch.
The titans did something to cause a smoke bomb and came back to the car. "Duck." Raven suggested. As we sped down the road, the car was pelted with rocks, soda cans, and more.
Liz smiled at me as we rounded a corner. "That was freaking awesome!" As I watched, the smile melted from her face. "Get down. Now."
I looked behind me and out the broken window. All I saw was Vlad, and then the car began to fly.
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