Speech: "Hey what is up."
Shouting: "OW MY GOD DAM TOE!"
Thinking: 'She looks pretty cute.'
Skill being used or made: ]
A huge thank you to the beta reader: Rhonin Magnus
(Narrator POV)
"The GIW base is fairly simple. It has a van in the garage, cameras in just about every room, and standard Ghost hunting weapons." Idly listed Tucker, flickering through various cameras, making mental notes of how many people he saw inside of the house while doing something else with his computer. "There are three sets of stairs in the house, the one going upstairs is directly in front of the left door, while the one going downstairs has two entrances. One is a cellar entrance at the back of the house, and the other is in the house." Calmly noted Tucker, now wearing pure black clothing so he blended in with his seat, while Jack was busy driving.
"What's the entrance out the back like?" Loudly huffed Danny, [Hysterical Strength] had been active ever since he had left the house, which was already at level 5 and was leveling up quite quickly. 'Come on ectoplasm, I really need you!' Determinedly encouraged Danny, focusing on the ectoplasm gathered within him, and once focused on it all violently yanking it to the surface.
"Oddly deserted, so it's most likely a trap, even though I can't see it." Slowly answered Tucker, ignoring the bright green flash that came from Danny's body, and Tucker could see it out of the corner of his eyes, that Danny had in fact managed to summon a small blob of ectoplasm. "Oh? What's this?" Curiously mumbled Tucker, seeing it fade away in Danny's hands, before turning the laptop around so Danny could take a look.
"That... looks like Skulker's suit, but he wouldn't work with the GIW at all, and he hasn't been around since Ember's concert." Softly whispered Danny, completely confused as to how Skulker's suit was in the GIW's possession, only for the memory to hit Danny like a truck. "I never collected it after our fight." Awkwardly recalled Danny, grumbling to himself as the Fenton RV slowly came to a halt, making both teens look up at the driver.
"It's only a five-minute walk from here, I'm certain we'll be noticed if I approach any closer than this, so... good luck, and stay safe." Softly whispered Jack, doing his absolute best to not break down in tears, while both Tucker and Danny slowly slipped out of the vehicle.
"I'll be back soon, just leave my dinner in the oven." Nonchalantly snorted Danny, releasing his breath as he walked through a notification, turning around and reading it, before closing the door after Tucker.
Notice!
Your body has continued to adapt to the Ectoplasmic Suppressants, your body is now producing more ectoplasm than the Suppressants were designed to suppress, and will wear off completely after two hours, though that is up to change. Note, by the time you get your ectoplasm back you'll be completely immune to the weak Ectoplasmic Suppressants.
(Location Change)
The pain was the only thing keeping Ember conscious, as well as stopping her from going intangible and running as far away as she could from this place, and although her vision was blurry she could still see the other Ghosts trapped like her. Besides her, there were exactly 20 more Ghosts, who had all been captured, the majority of them were non-malicious, just wanting to view the world and meet the rumored Danny Phantom, while the other Ghosts just wanted to create chaos.
"Any luck Technus?" Curiously hummed Desiree, having the slightest bit of ectoranium hooked up to her handcuffs, like everyone else she was suspended in midair, nobody else besides Cujo could touch the ground, though the beastly Ghost had a shock collar on.
"Nope." Comically wailed Technus, he had almost escaped and had planned on getting Danny Phantom to help, but the GIW members found a way to keep Technus contained, despite being immune to electricity. "It's a shame they have ectoranium, if they didn't, we'd have had Desiree wish us out of here long ago." Idly cackled Technus, he and Desiree were the only ones who weren't having hundreds of volts sent through their spectral bodies, and he was the first one to have been caught.
"AAAWWWOOOO!" Loudly wailed Cujo, pathetically looking at the empty room at the end of the basement turned Ghost prison, where the unfortunate Ghost had been, having been the first one to be put to permanent death by the GIW.
'I hate the GIW.' Weakly thought Ember, her hair eerily floating upwards as a bit of dirt started floating up in Ember's cell, before a partially nasty shot of electricity ran through her body.
"Fentons, GIW, what's the difference between those scum?" Nastily spat Illumi, making a wave of burning anger flash through Ember's body, her hair momentarily erupting in a burst of blue flames, and even Desiree didn't bother hiding her disdain towards the Ghost who had just spoken.
"The Fenton's were merely getting back at you for mentally scarring their son!" Viciously roared Ember, struggling against her chains, desperately trying to break free, so she could teach that bitch a lesson. "You couldn't keep your hatred towards Vlad to yourself, and you decided to go out of your way and harm a child, who was our best bet at getting out of here. Now, you've got the audacity to complain about the Fentons, whose main concern was their son's wellbeing?" Hauntingly chuckled Ember, shuddering as Illumi's eyes met her own, neither of the two female Ghosts bothered breaking contact, allowing their hatred to show.
The door creaked open, making all noise abruptly come to a halt, even the hatred that sparked between both Ember and Illumi disappeared in a moment, as a shadow was cast down the hallway. A sparkling white suit made all of the Ghosts look away, each quivering at the thought of being the next one to be prodded, perhaps even killed if they were unfortunate enough.
"Not so high and mighty now, are you Ghosts?" Smugly chuckled Operative O, having an ecto-gun strapped to his waist, which was only truly only dangerous to a Ghost that had an Ectoplasmic Power of 3 or less, though it still stung. "Ghost #19, you're up." Coldly informed Operative O, nodding in the direction of the unfortunate Ghost, who wasn't one that the Amity Park haunt was familiar with, though he was malicious.
(Location Change)
Danny's legs bulged as he leaped over the fence, [Hysterical Strength] allowing the teen to easily jump over the two-meter fence while holding Tucker's laptop underneath his right arm. Sliding to a halt, Danny brushed his hair out of his eyes, wearily scanning the area, while Tucker clambered over the fence.
"You've got the masks?" Softly whispered Tucker, dropping to the ground and accepting the laptop, opening it, and began typing with his left hand, as Danny reached into his pocket and pulled out two masks. "Unless they actually take off our masks, or recognize your scythe, then I'd say we're fairly well covered." Logically hummed Tucker, watching Danny's left hand clench up, as the teen tried forcing his ectoplasm to come to the surface.
"How many people are there in the house?" Curiously hummed Danny, eyeing the building in question, which was roughly a few hundred meters away from them, and even from this distance, Danny could see that it was large.
"It says here that there are Operatives O, K, Y, and Agent Alpha present. Also, there are three scientists here as well... none of them have anything noteworthy on their record." Idly commented Tucker, pulling up something on his laptop, before turning it around and showing Danny what he was talking about. "From official reports, the strongest weapon they have currently is an Ecto-Blaster, basically a shotgun... but they're working on something else." Interestedly gawked Tucker, pointing at a suit that had the same color scheme as Skulker's did, though it was a lot sleeker in design.
"7 people, that's not so bad." Softly hummed Danny, a shudder running through his body as it pulsed, a bright green flash coming from him, briefly illuminating the area. "Glowing, on the other hand, that's bad." Awkwardly noted Danny, watching Tucker nod at him in agreement, before gesturing at the house, as the teen sat down.
"Go get them, tiger." Amusedly snorted Tucker, crossing his legs as he began typing, intending on freezing the cameras, so Danny didn't have to be worried about being spotted.
Danny nodded once in understanding, crouching down slightly before sprinting forward, his icy blue eyes hardening in concentration as his feet slammed into the ground. Small imprints were left in the ground, Danny couldn't help but feel wary about the whole ordeal, a piece of him was saying that things would go poorly, that something wrong would happen if he continued.
If only he knew he wasn't alone, and that wasn't meant in the physical sense, after all, Danny had met him already, and things had ended poorly.
(Location change)
The mood in the cells had become far more somber, they had all felt the abrupt increase of ectoplasmic power come from Ghost #19 before everything had become eerily silent. Each Ghost knew exactly how it had happened since executions like this used to happen in the Ghost Zone when it was younger and less civil, and if a Ghost committed a terrible crime of some sort, they'd be executed.
In layman's terms, Ghosts were energy-based beings that could interact with the physical world, and in theory could reproduce with a Human, though that was based on Vlad's Halfa status. They could be 'killed' by some means but they wouldn't truly be dead by normal standards, and the GIW knew how to kill Ghosts permanently.
A Ghost's body could be destroyed, but their Core would always make its way back to the Ghost Zone, where it would slowly start gathering ectoplasm again, reforming a new body, and the Core would be located in the center of their chest. What the GIW was doing was overloading the Ghost's body with ectoplasm, putting an enormous amount of stress on the Core, making it crack and break, destroying the Ghost permanently.
Ectoplasmic Power was the measure of how strong a Ghost was, it was also equal to how resilient they would be to ectoplasmic weapons and how much ectoplasm they could store, which was why a Ghost's Ectoplasmic Power was supposed to increase incredibly slowly. Overloading a Ghost's Core with ectoplasm would briefly cause the Ghost's Ectoplasmic Power to increase dramatically before it couldn't handle the pressure and would break.
Phantom and Plasmius were theoretically the only ones who could survive a standard execution, though they most likely wouldn't survive a second one, however, Plasmius was unique, and Danny more so. Both of them were extremely powerful Ghosts for their age, Vlad was eligible to be the next ruler of the Fire Tribe, and Danny's Ectoplasmic Power was increasing at a frightening pace.
"Any threes?" Curiously gawked Technus, earning a growl of annoyance from Cujo, as the technological-obsessed Ghost grinned, finally having won his first game of cards against Cujo. "Finally! The glorious and amazing Technus has finally won!" Loudly cheered Technus, nobody actually knew where Cujo had gotten the cards from, or how he had managed to shuffle the deck, or give some cards to Technus, but he was a Ghost.
"I wonder how long we have left?" Sadly sighed Desiree, her face was crestfallen at their chances of survival, if only she could remove the ectoranium, which was blocking her ectoplasm, then someone could simply wish them out. "A minute? An hour? Or more?" Disappointedly hummed Desiree, making everyone cringe at the thought of being killed permanently, and with Danny Phantom out of commission due to Illumi, their chances of being saved were absolutely zero.
(Location change)
Danny found it oddly exhilarating as he jumped up the tree, scaling it with ease before yanking himself up the last few feet, crouching down on one of its many branches and peering into the second story window, which looked like it led to a bedroom. There was a small windowsill just beneath said window, it looked like it was just large enough for him to fit half of his foot on it, though from the looks of things, nobody was in the room.
'They would most likely have someone down with the Ghosts at all times, and have an alarm system linked up.' Logically thought Danny, he had dismissed the easier entrance earlier, aware of the fact that the GIW couldn't be that incompetent. 'Since they're a government operation, they should be readied for both Ghosts and Humans breaking in, trying to free the Ghosts.' Calmly decided Danny, steading his breathing as he blinked, deciding that he should focus now.
Eyeing the distance, Danny estimated that it was roughly two meters away from him, which would have been an impossible jump for him a few months ago, though now it was easy. Icy blue eyes softened as his legs tensed, his shoes squealing against the bark of the tree, as the teen leaned forward, completely calm as he propelled himself forward, and jumped.
Closing the two meters within seconds, Danny reacted as quickly as he could, his hands clawing onto the end of the window, physically sinking into the wood, as Danny stopped himself from falling backward. Calming his breath, Danny slowly brought his left hand downwards, trying to pull open the window, only for it to remain sealed.
"I am now oddly grateful for my Glass Breaker title." Lowly grumbled Danny, which basically allowed him to break glass incredibly easily, and the sound of the glass breaking was reduced by 90%, so that was a huge plus.
Putting his left hand onto the glass of the window, Danny slowly started pushing it inwards, faintly hearing the sound of glass slowly cracking beneath his hand, before Danny's left hand abruptly went through the glass. A hiss escaped Danny's lips, even in the dark he could see his red blood dying the window, gingerly making Danny slowly pull his arm back out, hissing as his skin was scraped by the glass.
'Inside voice.' Mentally chided Danny, shaking his left hand, as his skin was already healing itself a second later, not that he had received much damage, it was just a scratch. 'At least I can open the window.' Optimistically noted Danny, using his thumbs to slowly break a bit more of the glass, so he could safely fit his right arm through, and began fiddling around with the lock.
It opened with a click, a small smile bloomed on Danny's face as he carefully pulled his arm back out, immediately putting his fingers beneath the window and pulling it upwards, smiling as the window started opening up. This was where things would start getting tricky, since they only had the blueprints of the house, and didn't know all of the contents inside of it.
The bedroom he was in was fairly basic, Danny couldn't even spot anything of significance, only for a sheet of paper to catch his eyes, bright blue ink covered the white page. Stepping as quietly as he could across the room, Danny was faintly aware of some notification popping up in front of him, but the Halfa's main focus was on the paper he was reaching for, and even in the dark, he could read it.
Ghosts that have the potential/have an ectoplasmic power of 8 or more
Phantom: It's ectoplasmic power has been increasing at an unnatural rate, most likely linked to some unique Ghost skill. Phantom has displayed basic ghostly abilities, along with an ice core, but has also demonstrated the ability to create and control light.
Undergrowth: A plant-based Ghost, that has last been registered at an 9.21, and can control plants. From risky observation and research in the Ghost Zone, we have identified that it is an Ancient, and is heavily resistant to most Ghostly attacks.
Nocturn: A pure ectoplasmic being, that can put people to sleep and control their dreams, becoming omnipotent in them. At first contact, it has not displayed open hostility but has appeared in the dreams of the GIW members who have slept in the Ghost Zone. Note, Nocturn is an Ancient with an ectoplasmic power of 9.5.
Vortex: Wild, crazy, and unpredictable like a storm, Vortex can control the weather itself and has demonstrated a vast ectoplasm reserve, Vortex would be a threat to humanity if it ever escaped from the Ghost Zone. Vortex is an Ancient, with an ectoplasmic power of 8.42
Fright Knight: Not much is known about it, other than the fact that its body and sword are stuck in a pumpkin, where it should remain untouched by people. We theorise that it was the right-hand servant of the Ghost King, making it an Ancient, with an ectoplasmic power somewhere between 9 and 9.6.
Clockwork: Having the ability to control and manipulate time, Clockwork is thought to be at least as old as time itself. It is dangerous... millions have been slaughtered... an Ancient with an ectoplasmic power of 9.49, though in its prime(?), it was a 10...
Plasmius: Cunning, smart, dangerous, and manipulative, Plasmius is roughly 20 years dead and has not demonstrated its full arsenal, but it is being tracked down. It barely reaches the ectoplasmic power of 8.01.
Pariah Dark: It is sealed away for everyone's benefit, but from the tablets we have found in the Ghost Zone, it has at least an ectoplasmic power of 10…
Note: This is information downloaded from the Ghost's suit we had acquired in the park, and has theorised to be out of date.
"Die!" Loudly barked a deep voice, Danny didn't even think as he threw the paper into his inventory, already pulling out his scythe and pressing the button, only for a loud bang to echo through the area.
Icy blue eyes blanched, as Danny found his head being jerked backward, his eyes landing on the silver object in the man's hands, and the faint wisp of smoke trailing up from the barrel, Danny could identify it without even looking at it, it was a gun. Warm, red blood slowly started trickling down his forehead, making the teen's knees buckle as he fell to the floor, completely limp as he could feel his body not respond to him.
Static filled Danny's ears as he laid motionless on the floor, he honestly hadn't expected to see his own blood and even pieces of his brain laying on the ground in front of him, but despite his blood slowly draining away, he felt oddly calm. Icy blue eyes struggled to remain open, the thumping of his heart was the only thing that was keeping him awake, and his core was aching in protest before the teen stiffened.
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He hadn't heard that since the dance, where Dash had made him lash out in anger.
W̴̛̙̹̣̼̘̞̘͈̜̪͛͊̌̿͒̕̕͠a̵̻̟̮͆̾k̷͓̑̐̅e̵̢̩͍͓͒̅̍ ̴͖̥̯̻͖̘̖̬̙̬̓̄̀́̒̅̓̀̒̾ủ̷̻̐̔͌̓͂͘p̵̖̬͈̠̟͓̈̿̌͗̀̔͂
Danny slowly reached forward with his right hand, his fingers scraping against the floorboard, becoming red with blood, as Danny faintly saw brilliant white sparks leaping from his hands.
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A second gunshot rang through the area, but Danny didn't feel anything else hit him, as a stream of green ectoplasm erupted from his right hand, eerily floating up into the air. More crackles of white energy started seeping up Danny's right arm, as more and more ectoplasm was wafting from his right hand before the teen slowly looked up at the person who had shot him.
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Icy blue eyes turned a toxic green, as the white rings of energy washed over Danny, turning everything into a ghostly version, as Danny Phantom rose up, his expression eerily calm. The insignia, the Dp that Jack had given him, was on Danny's chest, a soft smile on the teen's face before he floated forward, aware that the person in front of him was reeling back from him.
{Adaptability}: (Passive) Level: 1/100: EXP: 0%
Description: The user's body will adapt to foreign substances inside of it, making them null and not being harmful any longer, or making them beneficial to the user. Note, it seems that hanging around powerful Ghosts does something to you...
(Location change)
One of the three scientists raised an eyebrow in confusion, a somewhat large spike of ectoplasm just appeared in the house/lab they were in, while she finished setting up the required dose for the next Ghost, which would kill it relatively quickly. The kill-serum could be delivered in an array of ways, either by injection, which required the Ghost to be captured or in a bullet, which was what the higher-ups of the GIW were working on.
"Cujo, that's the name of it, isn't it? It is next." Idly hummed the second scientist, his name was Jacob, and her other partner was called Rebecca, who was actually the person who had discovered how to kill Ghosts.
(Location change)
Operative Y knew that he had messed up, mainly because he had grabbed his gun instead of his ecto-gun, and had shot at someone he had thought to be a Ghost, who was actually human since they had red blood. The next thing he knew, Danny Phantom, who had been missing for a week was floating in front of him, unearthly green eyes staring into his own.
"Hey, where are the other Ghosts you've been tormenting." Softly whispered Danny, using [Telekinesis] to rip the gun from the Operative's hand, gently itching his pointed, elf-like ears, before floating closer to the Operative. "I won't hurt you... if you help me." Gently promised Danny, his voice having an echo to it, one he didn't remember having before.
The Operative in front of him clammed up, Danny just rolled his eyes, he was calm, he didn't know why he was so calm after being shot in the head, but he wasn't one to figure out the more complex things during a dangerous situation. Operative Y stiffened a second later, freezing up and falling over, making Danny blink in confusion, shrugging his shoulders before activating [Intangibility].
Sinking through the floors, Danny was constantly reminding himself that he should be wary, the other GIW Operatives should be well aware that someone else was here since a gunshot had echoed throughout the house. Danny took a moment to admire how different he felt, in all honesty, he hadn't felt like himself over the last week, having tried to cut out a part of himself, something that nobody should do.
[Ghost Sense] went off, green eyes widening as he saw the wisp of blue mist escaping his mouth, the skill in question making Danny pause, his gaze being drawn by an unknown source beneath the house, silently answering Danny's previous question. Dropping through the last few meters, Danny hissed as he felt himself slam into something, something that he hadn't thought the GIW would have, Ghost Shields.
Danny could recall his parents messing around with the concept of it, with it even providing promising results, though they had put the little project on hold ever since Danny told them he was Phantom, but it seemed that the GIW had thought of a similar idea. Toxic green eyes narrowed, ectoplasm gathering in his hands for a [Ecto-Ray], though Danny wasn't afraid upon drawing up a surplus of ectoplasm.
"WE HAVE AN INTRUDER! PERHAPS MORE!" Loudly bellowed someone, making Danny perk up slightly, from his place between the floorboards of the floor, and the roof of the basement.
'Guess I don't have time to take things nice and easy now.' Idly thought Danny, not that he had ever actually had the time to take things nice and easy beforehand, but he enjoyed thinking that he had that luxury. 'It would be nice if I had the time to check where the generator that powers this thing is, but it is most likely protected by the shield itself.' Logically concluded Danny, placing his hands on the Ghost Shield with a hiss, as he could already feel his hands burning slightly from the shielding.
[Ecto-Ray] caused a faint glow to escape between Danny's hands and the Ghost Shield, which was starting to slowly make Danny's health drop faster than it was recovering, not that he was really complaining since it wasn't as if the other GIW members could find him. Pursing his lips, Danny shuddered, he could feel something wrong happening inside of the barrier, he couldn't tell what it was, but something was definitely happening.
'Come on ectoplasm! Move!' Mentally commanded Danny, slowly blinking as he realized that he actually had a skill that could manipulate ectoplasm, his ectoplasm, granted, but theoretically, he could probably manipulate ectoplasm that was floating in the Ghost Zone.
Canceling [Ecto-Ray, Danny pursed his lips as he closed his eyes and focused, calling upon [Ectoplasm Manipulation], before focusing solely on the Ghost Shield in front of him. It was scorching to the touch, but Danny ignored the pain in favor of trying to save his friends, slowly feeling the ectoplasm running through the shield.
The ectoplasm was slowly gathering at a single point in the shield, Danny was purposefully gathering it all in that one spot, dragging more and more ectoplasm towards his hands, hoping on either busting a hole through the shield or draining the generator. Calming his breath, Danny shoved forward with all of his might, hellbent on saving Ember, Desiree, Technus, and the other Ghosts.
[Shield Break: (Active) Level 1/100: EXP: 0%
Description: By manipulating the ectoplasm inside of Ghost Shields, you are now able to disrupt parts of a Ghost Shield, allowing you to enter. Note, the higher level this skill becomes, the more likely you'll be able to break the whole shield in just one try.
"[Shield Break]." Gently whispered Danny, he didn't need to do that, but he did it to ease his nerves, watching as a small hole appeared in the shield, which disappeared a second later.
Note:
The Shield is too strong for you to currently break it at this skill's level! Try and use it multiple times to level up the skill!
"[Shield Break], [Shield Break], [Shield Break], [Shield Break], [Shield Break], [Shield Break], [Shield Break], [Shield Break]." Quickly chanted Danny, repeatedly gathering all of the ectoplasm in the shield, before trying to shove it all in an opposite direction, each time he did so, the hole became a bit wider, lasting just a little bit longer.
*Ping* Shield Break has leveled up! Leveled up! Leveled up!
The hole was just as large as a basketball, lasting just over 10 seconds, and Danny was willing to bet that either Desiree or Technus could help with the escape, once they were set free, so Danny didn't waste a second in using [Teleportation], aiming just inside of the shield.
(Location Change)
"Did you guys feel that?" Softly whispered Technus, wearily eyeing the woman who was standing in the room with them, a syringe in her hands, leering over Cujo, who was desperately tugging at his bounds.
"Yes." Gently answered Ember, heaving loudly out of reflex, but paused as she could see mist escape her mouth, which normally didn't happen unless it was somewhat cold outside. "Cold?" Confusedly mumbled Ember, not bothering to keep her voice down at all at this point, before a loud cracking sound echoed over the area, and everything became white.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Wearily informed a familiar voice, making everyone who could look towards the source of the voice do so, a smile on the Ghosts' faces, while the lone, female human had a scowl on her face, moving the syringe away from Cujo. "Desiree, will you be able to wish all of the Ghosts free?" Curiously asked Danny, mist escaping his mouth, as he walked through the ice-covered basement.
"Yes." Quickly answered Desiree, wearily watching between Danny and the woman, who's name was forever stuck in Desiree's mind, Kate Krauss, self-proclaimed Ghost Hunter.
"So you're Phantom? You don't look like the other Ghosts... no blue, green, or grey skin, just tanned." Idly noted Kate Krauss, slowly walking closer to Danny, sliding the syringe up the sleeve of her white lab coat. "Your eyes are solid compared to most Ghosts I see, unusual but not unheard of, and you seem solid." Softly mumbled Kate Krauss, taking mental notes of the Ghost in front of her, as she tried to pinpoint if there was some reason why this one was so different.
Toxic green eyes wearily looked at the woman in front of him, she was definitely a lot more professional than the other GIW members, almost more professional than his parents, who had actually become extremely good Ghost Hunters at this point. Activating [Intangibility], Danny harmlessly slid through the bars of Desiree's cell, looking back at Technus, who was looking at him, before nodding, hoping that Technus would get the message.
'A great problem solver and powerful, despite being labeled as a newborn amongst the Ghosts.' Interestedly realized Kate, slowly and quietly walking forward, just like she had been trained to do, ever since she was just a little girl.
Just as Danny reached for Desiree's handcuffs, he reeled back when his hands brushed against the ectoranium, which stung a lot more than the one in his scythe did. Gently maneuvering his fingers beneath Desiree's handcuffs, Danny activated [Intangibility] once again, slowly guiding Desiree's hands away from the ectoranium, though he did have to stand quite close to her.
*Ping* For being a gentleman, Desiree's opinion of you has gotten even higher! 300 reputation with Desiree!
"Ghost Child!" Loudly shouted Technus, Danny whirled around, temporarily distracted by the text that had appeared in front of him, and then Danny froze as he felt something entering his back before a rush of energy overwhelmed him.
Danny Phantom collapsed to the ground a second later, completely motionless as his body was pounding from the stress it was under, and barely allowing him to remain conscious. Desiree didn't waste a second in yanking her other hand free, quietly acknowledging the syringe in Danny's back, the one that was going to be used to kill Cujo, by overloading his body with ectoplasm.
"Desiree! I wish we all free!" Loudly screamed Ember, her hair billowing in flames, as she struggled against her chains, desperately trying to break free, so she could maul Kate.
"You have wished it! So it shall be!" Hurriedly chanted Desiree, watching as green veins slowly started crawling up Danny's neck, as his skin started cracking and molting before Desiree granted Ember's wish.
Kate merely raised an eyebrow at how all of the Ghosts disappeared in a flash, a small grin on her face as a few theories come to mind, she wasn't particularly upset at the fact that a handful of Ghosts had escaped, but she was interested in Phantom. All the previously executed Ghosts barely survived up to 4 seconds, but Phantom had held off for more than 10 seconds, perhaps even longer, that alone made one, unlikely theory come to Kate's mind.
"The Human/Ghost hybrid theory might actually have some weight to it." Interestedly stated Kate, deciding that this will be her little project for a while before she felt that her father needed to know of this.
(Location Change)
Danny could only see green, his whole body was burning in agony, as bursts of ectoplasm were escaping from him, destroying whatever was beneath him, each explosion getting larger and more dangerous than the last. {Adaptability} was slowly loosening the damage, but his health had already dropped from 1200 to 1000 within 10 seconds, and Danny felt like throwing up.
"Desiree, I wish Danny was better!" Quickly barked Ember, Danny was faintly aware of the other Ghosts hovering around him, looking down on him with concern on their faces, as Danny was pulsing with ectoplasm.
It felt like fire was running through his cold body, Danny could feel cracks appearing on his Core, his Ghostly heart, which was already partly shattered, making Danny wail. Everything became green again, a monstrous howl ripped free from Danny's mouth, desperately expelling all of the excess ectoplasm that was forcing itself into his core.
"I can't..." Distantly whispered Desiree, defeat clear in her voice, but Danny could feel something shattering inside of himself, an untold amount of ectoplasm leaking free from him.
Ǐ̷̧͓̥̙̫̪͚̱̫̳̚ţ̸̨̳̱͈͍͕̫̟̆̇̆̉͐͝ ̷̢́i̷̜͕̪͋͊͐̉͑̉̈́̊̕ś̴̮͈͔̣̥̕n̶̹̜̳̤̯͓̟̰̯̜͋̔͂̑̾̊̿͑́̑'̷͍̲̯͈̩̬͔̅̿͑̽̒͌̊̉̌̚ť̷͙̟̾́̈́̀ ̶̢̢̜̬̯̬̪͓̀͂̍̎̋͂͝ỷ̴̜̌̃̆o̷̢̨̯͙͛̀̈́̂u̸̠̽̊̄͜͝ͅṛ̵̻̙̪̥͖̜̑̓̈̽́͗̂̆͜ ̵̤̖̯̼͈̋̈̊͊͠͝t̴̨̛͋̏̂̉̀̓̑͝͝į̴̡̱̳̼̪̱̩̇̈́̀ͅm̷̤̝̯̰̫̔̊̈̉́͘͠ͅĕ̴̢̲̱͎̬̙͋̀̀͂̀̆̀̚͠ ̶̨̡̛͙̫̠̮̠̹̩̱́̌̈́͒̂̒́͝t̵̨̺̻̗̆̒ö̶̝̖̱̺́̓̓̀̔͑́͒̂̓ ̸̹͊̋ͅd̶̜͕̦̩͕̮̲̗̍̅̑̽͛͝ͅi̴̺̿̽͛̒͐̈̈́͛̚͝ẹ̷͉̻̦̙̲̔̆͛̈́͜ ̴̠̈́̏͘͝y̴̖̼̦͕͚̠̬̣̆̊͑̈́́̆͒̿̚e̶̦̯̹̺͐́̋̃̉̍̔͘ͅt̸̴̛̝̱̗͓̦̺̺̭̯̳͇̠̜̔͋̿̃̐̌̂̄̉̒͜͝ ̴͓͍̞̌̀̾̾̈́̅̈́̿̂͜͝ͅ
Y̷͈̼̪̟̙͚̹͇̪̆̆́̈́̋́̄͆͆͠ͅơ̶͎̣̫̯̫̞̦̬̓̈́̽̿́̈́̊̐̚͜ű̷͓͕́̃̒͊͒ ̴̡̛̥̱̫̀̎̽̏͒͝͠͝a̴͉̣̲̺͍͈̪͈̯͌͂̂̐̉͠ͅŗ̵͔̠͇̦̼̣̯̳̑e̵̢̼̯̼̫͍͉͐̊̿̀̌̽͒͒̚ ̸̻̗̜̘̓̍̚̚͠ṅ̶͕͍̥̜̮̠̀͛̉̍̆̈́̔͂͜o̸͓̳͖͔̓̈́̒́̎̄̂̈́̄͝t̴̛̫̼̩̽́͐́͒͘ ̸̨̺͙̫̪̦̼̼̀́̃̔̐̈́ͅr̶̬̽͊͐̽̎͂̊͌̒̕ę̶̝̇̀̑́̆̓̐͋̾̈́a̵̗̬̻̯̙̙̟͋̇̓̔̾̀̐̓d̵̨͓̝͉̬͈̠́͂͆ŷ̸̦͍̱̹̭̉̌͜ ̸̦̬͉̳͊̐͌̉͆̄̓̚͠ţ̸̨͚͉̲̘̀̌̊̌̃͒͜͝ȯ̶̧̮̳̤̩̮̭͉̅̍̽̂̄͛̿̌͘ ̷̰̥̼̪̦͓͉͈̬͗͒͋̓u̴̧̯̖̯͔̘̮̾̍s̸̡̼̤̫̬͊̍̂̓̓̓̓̒̓̿ͅé̵̠̩͕͗ ̴̛͓̘̠͓̜̩̦̱̌̆ͅt̶̖̬͖̰͚̳̹̠̊͜h̵̢̯̜̬͚̤͖̗̀ī̴̡̳̹͇̜̣͌̃̐͋͝ș̷̵̡̧̛̯͓̼̝̣͇̳̣͎̮̪̺̩̥̺͒̿̑͋͂͂̒̋̆̚͜͝ ̵͉̲̃̏̏̉͌̕
B̷͕̻̗̞̜̓͋͂̍̊̏̈́͘̕͜u̸̧̟̟̮̤͇̿̋̆͛̅̀͊͘͠t̴̼̗̅̄ ̷̯̹̌̆̇̈́͂̄̈́͠ỹ̸̧͎̞̙̪̝̖̄̈̕ơ̶̟̘̦͚̘̖͙̫̲͜ų̸̫̟͑̌̄̉̄̒ ̸̢͓̤̤̟̤̔̀̏̅ǹ̶̨̜͎̭̦̹̫̠̝͚e̸̤̭͕̥̩̺̼̙̓̔̀̉̓̂́ͅe̷̡̢̪̤͎̯̟͖̓̈́̍̔͜d̵̫̄͗̆̐̐́̓͋̔ͅ ̵̪͓̪̖͖̯̑̈̒̔̽̊̒̐̕͘ṱ̵̡̏̔̽͗͌̔̈́͠͝o̷̦̠͑̌̄̿͐ ̸͙̯̰͇͉͙̏̂͐̌̆̍͝ͅd̷̩̠͈͍̞̄́͐̔̎͊͋̚͜ͅr̷̯̝̳̮̻̖̒̈́̎̅̂͛̑́͘a̴̖͐̌̿̈́̅̃͝ḭ̶͔̠͚̼͓͔͍͊͛͘̚͝n̶̳̻̻̔̎̽̽̀̉ ̸̨͔̗͚̞̥̤͛̈́͌̇ȳ̷̧͚̪͎͎̥̇̃͂̏̎̆̃͑o̷̩̮̲̿͝ǜ̷͎̻͕͕̼͈͚͕̑͋̀r̵̭̭̝̙͎͔̫̟͖͛̀̈̑̇̈́͐̈́̚͘s̸̘̩͎͈̲͚̻̯͋̓͝e̴̫̬̻̤̺̒͋̏̕l̶͍͎͉̲̙͙̣̯͎̓̓́̂͑̕͜f̷̺̟̲̉ͅ ̵̢̨̮̤̱̙͍̳̝̾͐̂͆̄̈́͘o̸̻͍̠̊̈́̎̋̋̇̈́̉͘͠f̶̨̘́̌̂̍͒͘͝ ̵̗̽́̃̈͒e̵̱͍̗̻͈͓͌͋̊̌c̴̼̲͕̝͕̳̙̈̆̋́̚͜͜t̶̡̡̧̨͇̙͔̺͕̾̈́̕͝ǫ̴̹̙̗̮̥̤̰̃̔̔͋̈́̉͠p̵̨͙͓̮͓̖͒̀̋̕͠ͅl̴̩͖͇̆͌̌̎̈́̄̅ǎ̴̭̓͆̆͆͠s̴̰̰̻̝̼̆̓̅̾́̈́̈m̴̬̆̈́̋̑̕
It was life or death for him, so Danny didn't feel the smallest bit of remorse as he buried his face towards the ground, stretching open his mouth as wide as it could go, as ectoplasm built up in his throat, before Danny wailed loudly. Everyone covered their ears as the horrible wailing sound filled their ears, the wail itself had collapsed the building they had been on, Axion Labs, but it was what the wail represented that made everyone cover their ears.
A death cry...
Congratulations:
You have actually purged your body of the excess ectoplasm, though your core has sustained some damage, that will affect you later on. The creator of the system has temporarily allowed you to use an extremely powerful attack, one that you shouldn't have learned for a decade at least.
Note, Adaptability has successfully allowed your body to absorb some of the ectoplasm, increasing your ectoplasmic power by 0.5 and reserves by 600!
Name: Danny Phantom
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Species: Halfa
Title: The Loser/Star Lover/The Gamer/Halfa/Glass Breaker/Vlad's Protégée
Level: 19
Ectoplasmic Power: 4.95/10
Till next LVL: 1100/1900
Hp: 641/1200 (Recovery: 27.5 per minute)
Ectoplasm: 1538/2080 (Recover: 388.5 per minute)
Ghost Core: Ice
Strength: 58
Endurance: 60
Agility: 55
Intelligence: 43
Wisdom: 45
Luck: 20
Spending points: 15
"Dinner! Yay!" Exhaustedly cheered Danny, not having a single clue as to what had happened in the last few hours, but he was hungry as hell at this point and could eat a horse.
Mission: Ghostly Hero! Completed!
Description: You've successful saved as many Ghosts as you could from the GIW, and have become a hero that many would be proud of... good job Danny,
Rewards: 10000 EXP, Hated relationship with the GIW, 1 Rare Skill Book, and 1 Skill Upgrade Token!
(Timeskip)
Danny winced as he looked over at the filled crater, where Axion Labs had once stood, luckily nobody had been harmed, but he still wasn't fond of the idea of collateral damage. Passively floating in the air, with his legs crossed, Danny couldn't help but let a small smile grow on his face, as a loud whirring sound reached his pointed ears, making the teen smirk as he straightened out his legs.
"Hey Red!" Cheerfully greeted Danny, hearing the hunter's yell of fury, as she approached him on her hover-board, two ecto-blasters already in her hands, while she flew towards the Halfa. "I'm still sorry! Though it was 6 months ago." Loudly apologized Danny, once again, since he had technically ruined this person's life, and she was a friend of his.
That's right, Valerie Grey was the Red Huntress, and he had raided his first GIW base 6 months ago...
That's a wrap people! The first arc/season(?) of Phantom Gamer has ended! Danny is already quite powerful, and I am truly thankful for those who've read this! Also, a huge, HUGE, thank you to Rhonin Magnus, who's been a great help! And I cannot wait to publish the next chapter, which will mainly involve all of the skills he's gotten in those 6 months, and introductions to other characters!
See ya next time!
SpudLord!