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)
"Sorry Babypop, I know a thing or five about hypnotic and possession skills, but I'm drawing a blank on this." Apologetically sighed Ember, sitting on the same bench where she and Danny had first met, with him helping her out more than he could understand. "Hell, the only way for me to actually control a Ghost that powerful is if I had at least two thousand people cheering me on at once." Idly commented Ember, strumming her guitar as she looked over at Phantom, who had his head in his hands as he stared at the park, a bit aware of the fact that people were looking at them.
"Thanks, Ember." Gratefully sighed Danny, blinking his eyes rapidly as he mentally crossed both her and Technus off of his mental list, those two didn't have a clue to what was happening, which had helped in its own way, by giving Danny a rough idea of the range of the artifact. "What have you been up to anyway? You've been gone for a month." Lazily asked Danny, arching himself backward and staring at the sky, sleepily waving in the general direction of the group of people.
"Doing what every rockstar does, traveling and playing some tunes." Amusedly chuckled Ember, abruptly playing a loud tune, one that Danny was not familiar with at all, though some people perked up at it. "Though, I've been shot at a lot... luckily I'm dead so bullets don't really do a thing." Nonchalantly huffed Ember, bobbing her head to a rhythm, both enjoying the peace between them.
"I heard that the goth isn't speaking to you at all? Whatcha do?" Curiously questioned Ember, stopping the tune from her guitar as she started floating upwards, gesturing up. "I'll give you some advice on women, but you'll owe me one." Friendly huffed Ember, waiting for Danny, who simply started floating after her, not at all changing his position.
"Cheers." Lazily yawned Danny, waiting until they were at least level with the roof of one of the taller buildings in Amity Park, before rightening his posture, and crossing his legs. "Basically I was in a funk 6 months ago, Sam tried encouraging me but she failed, but then Star came along and did it. Ever since then, Sam just hasn't spoken at all to me." Exasperatedly explained Danny, about to add on more, only for Ember's left hand to shoot out and wrap around Danny's mouth.
"Babypop, she's jealous... tell me, what did you think it was?" Slowly spoke Ember, staring at Danny, who slowly blinked before parting his mouth slightly, beneath Ember's hand, only to be swatted by the Ghost a second later. "Men. Why can't you understand basic emotions? It's easy, girls can be jealous and it's probably because she likes you." Tiredly grumbled Ember, reeling her hand backward once Danny started licking it, earning the Halfa a glare.
"Sam likes me?" Bewilderedly gawked Danny, his voice rising up several octaves, making Ember cover her ears and glare at the Halfa some more, lifting up her right hand and silently threatening to slap him again.
"Babypop, you have told me that you've both known each other for nearly a decade... has it never occurred to you that your best friend could find you attractive, or admirable?" Confusedly questioned Ember, a small green blush on her face as she floated over towards Danny, grabbing his face with both of her hands, and squishing it slightly. "Because believe it or not, Danny Fenton is quite the catch, even without Ghost Powers." Exasperatedly sighed Ember, steeling her nerves and pressing her forehead against Danny's own, making the Halfa stiffen up.
Danny blanched, he had been so busy lately that he had never considered such an option, the conclusion that was so simple to come to, only for him to completely go over it, and ignore it, crossing it out, since who would want to go out with him? Toxic green eyes blinked rapidly, desperately trying to process what he had heard, remembering that he was also late for school as well.
"I'm a catch?" Childishly repeated Danny, while pieces of the puzzle started falling into place, the reason why Sam was so annoyed with him, she was upset by the fact he had been encouraged by Star, and not her. "My nonexistent love life has apparently become very complicated." Dumbly informed Danny, his mouth being closed once again by Ember, though this time it was in a different way, Ember stopped him talking by kissing him...
*ping* You have gained +2000 to your reputation with Ember! Your relationship with Ember has entered the Loved section!
"Check under your bed when you get home, you'll see what you'll have to do, and I expect you to do it." Cheekily huffed Ember, winking at Danny once more before disappearing in a burst of blue smoke, leaving Danny dazedly floating above Amity Park.
'When did this begin?' Slowly mulled Danny, staring down at his own hands as he tried figuring out the exact point in time his life had started becoming unnecessarily difficult, before deciding that he may as well ask someone else since Danny hadn't seen any of this coming. "Damn... Star and Ember, and if she's right, then Sam likes me as well." Softly muttered Danny, floating forward as he had to find Desiree since she was one of the Ghosts who at least might have a clue to what was going on, and if not, Danny did feel guilty about it, but he could use her power.
He could ask Desiree to make a wish, a minor one that would just nudge him in the right direction since it felt wrong just visiting her for her to grant him one.
(Time-skip)
"I wish I had the company of a pretty lady." Amusedly chuckled Danny, tossing a spare bit of change into the water fountain in front of him, one of the spots that Desiree tended to hang around, though the tea shop down the road was another place as well.
"So you have wished it, so it shall be." Softly purred Desiree, appearing in front of Danny after those words left her mouth, most likely having been floating invisibly in front of him ever since he had gotten here. "So, what can I do for the Ghostly Hero? Riches? Peace and quiet? A fun party?" Curiously hummed Desiree, engulfing Danny in a hug a second later, not even giving the Halfa a chance to speak at all.
'Don't think about it.' Dumbly commanded Danny, though it was fairly stupid on his part since he still was a hormonal teenager, who currently had his face in between Desiree's breasts, and they were large. "It's business, unfortunately." Shyly mumbled Danny, pulling his head out from between Desiree's breasts a second later, a large green blush on his face as he slowly floated backward.
"Ah, and here I thought you had finally decided to cut loose and play a little bit." Disappointedly sighed Desiree, offering a wink to Danny to let him know it was okay, that she understood that something was happening. "So what can I do for you? Technus has told me that you've been asking him questions about a Ghost artifact that lets someone control Ghosts?" Immediately stated Desiree, making Danny look up hopefully towards her, only for her to offer a shy smile.
"Do you?" Hopefully asked Danny, letting a large smile grow on his face at the possible lead, watching as Desiree nodded at him with a smile on her face, as she gestured at him to come closer.
"Say I wish to visit Ghost Writer." Gently whispered Desiree, looking around after saying those words, the name sounding somewhat familiar to Danny, certain he had heard it before.
"I wish to visit Ghost Writer." Softly whispered Danny, looking as ectoplasm gathered in Desiree's hands, more wispy and smoke like than his own ectoplasm, before she started waving her hands about.
"So you have wished it, so it shall be." Calmly announced Desiree, shooting her hands forward, and watched as her ectoplasm hit Danny, engulfing the teen a second later before he disappeared from sight a moment later. "I wonder if I should have told him not to upset him? Ghost Writer is extremely powerful as well." Idly hummed Desiree, sticking her tongue out and tapping her hand with her fist, vowing to do it the next time she sent Danny off to meet some potentially dangerous Ghost.
(Location Change)
Danny blanched as he was surrounded by green, nothing but green except for the odd purple doors scattered through the air, with the addition of floating islands, that randomly dotted the place. Turning around, Danny felt his jaw unhinge as he spotted a massive manor directly behind him, and Danny couldn't help but shudder as he felt the power of a nearby Ghost.
It had Ectoplasmic Power of at least 9...
It was illogical to think that the Ancients were the only Ghosts out there that had an Ectoplasmic Power of 9, the Ghost Zone was a separate universe altogether, and was at least as big as Danny's own, and Danny's universe was big. Toxic green eyes shuddered as fresh energy washed through him, making Danny gasp in excitement as he felt refreshed, new, almost as if he had slept for a week.
Notice!
Thanks to being in the Ghost Zone, your body is able to absorb the vast amounts of ectoplasm in the Ghost Zone, which boosts the power of you and every Ghost in it by a large margin. While in the Ghost Zone, certain skills will level up a lot quicker than they would in the human world, so it is suggested that you should come back here in order to level them up faster since they might be important at some point.
As long as you stay in the Ghost Zone, and are surrounded by the vast amounts of ectoplasm, the costs of all of your skills and attacks are reduced by 50%!
"I take it that you're the Phantom I've been hearing so much about?" Exasperatedly sighed someone behind Danny, making the teen whirl around, expecting to see someone there, only to see nobody. "I also take it that this is your first time in the Ghost Zone judging from your expression." Hauntingly chuckled the same voice, it echoed from above Danny this time, making the Halfa look upwards, being greeted by a Ghost floating above him.
The Ghost in front of him had a pair of bright green eyes, much like his own, that were encased by a pair of purple rimmed glasses, that contrasted greatly with the Ghost's grey skin, and shaggy, black hair. He wore an opened purple jacket, a full top that looked quite formal, a neatly tied black tie, and a green scarf that was wrapped around his neck, but instead of wearing any form of pants, the Ghost had a spectral tail.
"Yeah." Hoarsely croaked Danny, his instincts alone were telling him that he was in trouble, that danger was directly in front of him, and Danny couldn't help but float away from the Ghost, weary and ready to attack at a moment's notice.
"Ah, sorry about that. I've been told children and baby Ghosts tend to react worse around me." Amusedly apologized the Ghost, stroking the hair that had been growing on his chin, eyeing Danny in a mixture of curiosity, wonder, and something else that Danny couldn't quite identify. "You're Clockwork's latest brat, but I guess you're not here for a social visit, a history lesson I assume?" Loudly sighed the Ghost, Danny slowly floated behind the Ghost as they flew towards the manor, and after a great deal of debate, Danny used [Observe] on the Ghost.
Name: Ghost Writer
Age: 284
Gender: Male
Species: Ghost
Title: Bookworm/Philosopher/Genius/Ex-Assistant
Level: ?
Ectoplasmic Power: 9.03/10
Hp: ?
Ectoplasm: ?
Ghost Core: ?
Strength: ?
Endurance: ?
Agility: ?
Intelligence: ?
Wisdom: ?
Luck: ?
"Uh, Yeah?" Confusedly mumbled Danny, watching as Ghost Writer landed on the front of the Manor, walking toward the door and going inside, holding it open for Danny, who slowly followed. 'What does he mean by latest brat?' Confusedly mulled Danny, his mind awhirl as it came up with certain thoughts as to what Ghost Writer meant, though Danny doubted he needed to put too much effort into it.
"By his latest brat I mean the current one he's saving, Clockwork helped me out in my younger days, when my powers were a lot more violent, and I was out to cause chaos." Amusedly answered Ghost Writer, gesturing around at the massive library inside of his manor, hundreds of books floating in the air and reorganizing themselves, making Danny gawk at the display. "Now, how may I help the old clock's newest student?" Rhetorically sighed Ghost Writer, walking at a brisk pace, his left hand snapping up into the air, easily plucking a book out of it.
"Artifacts... Ghostly Artifacts." Slowly answered Danny, trying to keep up with the display of control Ghost Writer was showing over his manor, as well as keeping the primal feeling of worry at bay, as he eyed the powerful Ghost.
"Shame, here I was thinking that you wanted the complete history of the Ghost Zone, all of the Ghost Kings and Ghost Queens who have ever existed, the various Ghosts and monsters who once inhabited the Ghost Zone, and the universal laws that all Ghosts must abide by." Exasperatedly sighed Ghost Writer, tossing the book back up into the air, both silently watching the book snap open and fly away, while a second book started flying towards the older Ghost.
"Oh." Simply answered Danny, mentally reminding himself to come back here at one point, and scour the entire library for anything to do with Ghost laws, customs, and anything else that could help him understand Ghosts.
"Shame, but who am I to question you? Here is the book of all known artifacts inside of the Ghost Zone, it ranges from the Ring of Rage to the Reality Gauntlet." Calmly informed Ghost Writer, handing the book out to Danny, who gladly accepted it, only for Ghost Writer to stare him dead in the eyes. "It is yours for a week, if I do not get it back on the seventh day, then I shall punish you." Gently promised Ghost Writer, his ghostly aura flaring around him, making Danny shudder at the sheer difference in power between the two of them.
"Yeah, I gotcha." Happily acknowledged Danny, accepting the book from Ghost Writer, and flashed the Ghost a smile, activating [Teleportation] a moment later, leaving the Ghost alone.
Ghost Writer rolled his eyes at the childish display of fright, they narrowed a moment later as he sensed someone else inside of his manor, someone who hadn't visited him in what humans would call decades. Flexing his ectoplasm, Ghost Writer let it flow freely through his manor, making it focus on the Ghost who had rudely entered his manor, without asking.
"You can come out, Clockwork." Annoyedly ordered Ghost Writer, more annoyed than angry at the fact Clockwork chose to hide like a mouse in an attic, rather than appear in front of him while Danny was here, though he couldn't keep the smile off of his face at the childish display from one of the oldest Ghosts in existence.
"Sorry about that Ghost Writer, but I really cannot afford to spend much time around Danny these days." Disappointedly sighed Clockwork, popping into existence in front of Ghost Writer, the Ghost of time in his elderly form, looking older and frailer than normal. "He's developing too quickly for him to properly handle it, adding in powers that he shouldn't be able to develop under normal circumstances wouldn't help him." Distantly muttered Clockwork, making Ghost Writer raise a brow in curiosity, rolling his eyes once his former teacher stopped talking.
"Why avoid the Halfa? I understand he's growing abnormally quick compared to other Ghosts, but why?" Curiously questioned Ghost Writer, rolling his head on his shoulders as he reached upwards, plucking another book out of the air and opening a random page.
"He has the ability to copy the powers of other Ghosts, the future is split in two, one where he is the greatest hero in both worlds, in the other... he is the worst monster that has killed everyone but himself." Grimly informed Clockwork, if only Freakshow hadn't shown up, then Clockwork knew for certain that everything would end up okay.
"Let me guess, you aren't here to visit the Halfa, you are here to cash in a favor." Softly concluded Ghost Writer, looking Clockwork in the eyes, not even having to take a second look at the Ghost of time to know the answer. "This child must really mean a lot if you're actually leaving your lair and socializing with people... I will start writing something that should get him back on the right path if things go wrong, but I'll need details." Exasperatedly scoffed Ghost Writer, knowing that he will have to put his other projects on hold for a while, since writing one of his reformation stories took a while.
"Thank you, and I'll give you the exact details within the hour." Gratefully thanked Clockwork, disappearing through a blue portal a moment later, leaving Ghost Writer alone.
"Things will be getting so much more complicated once people find out Phantom is Clockwork's newest project." Loudly snorted Ghost Writer, having been one of Clockwork's projects as well, helping him become the respectable Ghost he was today, and not using his powers to get what he wants.
Ghost Writer knew that he was unique compared to the other Ghosts, with his limited reality manipulation power that put him far ahead of every other Ghost, which took the unique form of his ability to trap others inside of his stories, which he controlled. When the power had first manifested itself, Ghost Writer had thought of himself as unbeatable, and he was close to it as well, the only times he had been beaten was when someone had managed to avoid getting sucked into his tales.
(Location Change)
"Ring of Rage? Nope. Crown of Fire. Nope. Reality Gauntlet? Hopefully not." Repeatedly commented Danny, rapidly flicking through each page of the book he had been given by Ghost Writer, making sure that he wasn't rough with the book, since he didn't want to damage it. "Eye of Cthulhu? I hope that's a joke. Staff of Domination! Yes!" Hurriedly read Danny, his eyes lighting up in glee at finally finding something that fit the description of what he was looking for.
Staff of Domination
An ancient relic from the Ghost Zone, that has been missing for generations, having been reported lost after the twelfth Ghost Queen, Luna, was killed. It had been one of her most prized possessions, that allowed her to amplify her mind control powers, and it has been said that since she had used it so often, part of her powers have become permanently attached to it, allowing anyone to wield the power.
This artifact is an unknown amongst the Ghosts within the Ghost Zone, nobody is certain of the range or how powerful the Staff of Domination is since it had mainly been used as a way of magnifying mind control powers. It is said that the Showenhower family has been in possession of it since it went missing, but any Ghost who goes to investigate it tends to disappear.
"Showenhower? That's a weird last name." Softly whispered Danny, though relieved that he had actually found something that was most likely the culprit, and now all he had to do was find the person whose family name was Showenhower and take the staff off of him. "I think I'll have to start my patrol soon enough." Lazily yawned Danny, allowing the white rings of energy to wash over his body, converting flesh and blood into ectoplasm, making the teen shiver slightly at the sensation.
Placing the book inside of his inventory for safekeeping, Danny rolled his shoulders before activating [Flight], hovering in the air for a few moments before using [Intangibility] and [Invisibility], after which flying through his bedroom wall. Going upwards for a few hundred meters, Danny deactivated the latter two skills, shielding his eyes as his visor caught the sunlight, making the teen roll his eyes at his luck.
'Huh, a message?' Confusedly realized Danny, eyeing the blinking message icon in the corner of his visor, certain that it wasn't something to do with the Gamer Power he had, averting his two eyes from it. 'Wait, Vlad said something about staring and waiting.' Slowly recalled Danny, eyeing the icon for a few seconds, his eyes widening a second later as his vision was replaced with an inbox, with the latest message being from Sam, which opened a few seconds later.
Title: Hey...
I know I haven't been talking to you much or anything like that lately, so I was wondering if you wanted to go to the new circus soon, maybe on Friday? It'll just be the two of us so we can catch up with one another, and I know you're also going to the movies with Star as well.
"Sure." Softly sighed Danny, not bothering to keep the small smile off of his face as he realized that he finally had a chance to patch things up with Sam, and hopefully make things go back to what they once were. 'I'll just do a low, quick sweep of Amity Park today.' Mentally decided Danny, angling himself downwards, and began flying, happy with his luck, since everything was slowly starting to get better once again.
Flying through Amity Park was rather peaceful when there weren't any Ghosts trying to get revenge on you, or when Ghost Hunters weren't actively hunting you down, which was quite welcoming once in a while. Danny paused as he felt a small tug inside of himself, blanching as he realized what was about to happen, worrying as he felt the tug slowly getting stronger with each passing moment.
Not hesitating at all, Danny pointed himself up towards the sky and flew, not holding back anything at all as the teen pushed himself to fly as quickly as he possibly could, as the tug slowly started getting stronger. The familiar sensation of his mind getting hazy made Danny pause, his vision flickering between the lovely blue sky above him, and a sky that was painted red from the amount of fire in the area, before the smell of burning bodies filled his nose.
"You're becoming more like me with each passing day Danny, why not just give in at this point?" Soothingly chuckled Dan, making Danny whip around the moment he realized he wasn't flying in the sky anymore, instead, he stood in the ruins of Amity Park, with dead bodies littering the area.
"That's not true!" Loudly snapped Danny, cupping his hands together and crouching, charging his ectoplasm into his hands with a snarl on his face, before letting [Ecto-Beam] fly.
The huge beam of green energy escaped Danny's hands, ripping and spreading through the ground and any nearby object just from the size of it, rocketing towards Dan, who merely held up his left hand. It was just a simple gesture, one that anyone could do, but with that one, lone gesture and movement, Dan smirked as the [Ecto-Beam] headed towards him.
"Anything you can do, I can do better." Idly sang Dan, catching the [Ecto-Beam] with his left hand, completely halting it in its tracks, before slowly closing his left hand, squishing the beam as he did so. "I can do EVERYTHING better than you." Arrogantly roared Dan, spinning around so quickly he looked like a blur, before throwing the [Ecto-Beam] back at Danny.
Toxic green eyes widened in surprise, immediately Danny dove out of the way and rolled, tumbling as the [Ecto-Beam] barely missed him, completely going through everything behind him. Without even realizing it, Danny was unwillingly lifted off of the ground, suspended in the air by Dan, who had his hand around his neck.
"You're not real!" Defiantly yelled Danny, struggling as he tried kicking Dan, only for his feet to slam off of him, making himself hiss from the pain of hitting Dan, which was upsetting since it just emphasized the difference of power between the two of them.
"I am real, why won't you realize this? I'm already starting to become more likely, the arrogance you felt when you first became a Halfa, the feeling of being superior to Humans and Ghosts." Soothingly hummed Dan, slowly raising his hand, tightening his grip the higher he raised Danny, before halting, bloody red eyes staring into an equal pair of bloody red eyes. "This is an interesting development." Amusedly chuckled Dan, watching as Danny went completely motionless for a brief second, like a dead fish, before gripping onto Dan's arm.
"Let go! Let go! Let go!" Repeatedly yelled Danny, more and more ectoplasm piling around him with each jerk and yell, his hair billowing wildly as his grip tightened, and Danny could feel something welling up inside of him. "LET GO!" Loudly wailed Danny, a gigantic wave of ectoplasm escaping his mouth as he did so, forcing Dan to let go of Danny, as the Ghost went flying backward.
Dropping to the floor onto all fours, Danny heaved with shock, watching as both blood and ectoplasm escaped from his mouth, pooling around his hands, making the teen shudder. Opening his mouth, Danny winched, even opening his mouth hurt him, and what was worse, Danny could hear footsteps approaching him.
Notice!
You have instinctively used a skill that your body currently cannot handle the backlash of, and despite using it safely before, your body had been overloaded with ectoplasm at the time, which acted as a reinforcement. If you continuously use this skill, despite not being able to handle it yet, you will permanently lose the ability to speak.
"So you can use it already? That technique took me close to a decade to learn, but I don't have that backlash of yours." Cruelly chuckled Dan, making Danny slowly look upwards despite the pain in his neck, seeing the damage he had caused to him.
Dan's hair had been extinguished completely, now only starting to release little white embers every few seconds, while some small cuts across the exposed parts of his skin started to heal. Danny hated it, he hated the fact that he hadn't taken out Dan with the blow, he hated that Dan was still walking, and he hated Dan's small smile of pride that was directed towards him.
"Tell me, Danny, if you're here trapped in your mind, who's piloting your body? Who is protecting your friends? Sam might be in danger?" Hauntingly asked Dan, making Danny's eyes widen as they returned to their normal shade of green, as Danny could feel his core squeeze inside of his chest.
(Real world)
Just like that, Danny found himself somewhere he was certain he had never been before, nor did he know the Ghosts who were standing in the room with him, shoveling money into bags. Slowly Danny began backing up, dropping whatever was in his hands, freezing as he felt another tug inside of him, but this time the source of it was close.
"Should have known that the hero's will to do righteous would snap him out of it." Nasally grumbled someone off to Danny's left, making the teen freeze up and slowly turn around, ectoplasm slowly licking his fists, as Danny was tempted to just leave.
"Who are you!" Defensively snarled Danny, his eyes burning as his vision temporarily flashed red, and Danny could feel his body slowly reacting to his emotions, [Berserker] was slowly starting to come to life for the first time.
In front of Danny stood a man, who was chalky-white, with a small bowler hat on top of his head, and who had a pair of unnatural red eyes. He wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, had yellow teeth, and an abnormally long pointed nose. He wore a ringmaster's attire consisting of a red unitard, a black vest, a red bow tie, and black boots with red buckles.
"I'm Freakshow, Mr. Phantom. I must say, whenever I collect a new Ghost, I get to see their subconscious and what they fear most." Idly answered Freakshow, not at all bothered by the fact that Danny had broken free, he almost even seemed happy that it had happened. "If you try and stop me, Sam Manson shall be killed." Calmly promised Freakshow, gesturing for Danny to come closer, pointing at the crystal ball on his staff, as it began swirling in on itself.
Danny felt like he had been punched in the guts at what he saw, Sam, one of his best friends, was currently in a circus tent, bound in place by thick pairs of rope, that prevented her from moving at all. What was even more sickening to Danny, and was actually making him tremble was the fact that Sam was hurt, with a black eye, multiple bruises, and a nasty cut along her forehead.
"What did you do to her?" Softly mumbled Danny, shaking in place as he began to feel his nails dig through his gloves and into his hands, the pain was the only thing that was keeping him from going over the edge, as [Berserker] began making itself known.
"Oh, worried?" Smugly questioned Freakshow, not at all bothered as multiple Ghosts surrounded Danny, not that they could stop him or anything, but all they had to do was stall him long enough for a knife to go through the girl's neck. "You're no fun... she resisted originally, so Lydia knocked her out and took her back, and if you do anything to interrupt me, let me just say that my previous victims didn't last long with a knife in their throat." Creepily cackled Freakshow, watching as Danny slowly lost his brave facade, and Freakshow smiled as he saw the tears gathering up in the hero's eyes, as the Ghosts started floating closer to Danny.
His throat hurt...
Danny felt like throwing up at any moment at this point, he was absolutely powerless in this situation, either he fought Freakshow and Sam got killed, or he walked away from him and he would let Sam go, meaning he was turning his back on all the innocent people. Opening and closing his hands, shivers raced through Danny's body as his mind settled on his choice, every nerve in his body was telling him the same thing.
This was the right thing to do, he was a hero...
"Fine, I promise I won't interfere with you ever again." Softly promised Danny, watching as the smile on Freakshow's face slowly grew larger, as the Ghosts immediately halted their advance. "Now let her go." Coldly ordered Danny, blanching as he simply saw Freakshow wag his finger at him like he was a puppy being scolded.
"Oh? I never said I would let her go, all I said was that no harm would befall her as long as you don't do anything to me." Smugly chuckled Freakshow, not at all phased as he watched Danny Phantom slide down to his knees, his body trembling and flickering as he fell onto the ground. "Now, run along and ignore me, I will let Sam Manson go once I'm done here." Halfheartedly promised Freakshow, knowing that this was the best he could do for now, since Phantom already seemed to be immune to his staff, so getting the bounty on his head was unlikely.
Danny felt numb as he watched Freakshow and his Ghosts steal whatever was in the area, toxic green eyes glazed over, becoming dull and reflective, while Danny just sat there unresponsive. If he tried stopping Freakshow then Sam would get killed, but if he didn't do anything then other people would be harmed, and he was supposed to be a hero.
'I never thought I would experience this sort of thing.' Sadly noted Danny, shivering slightly as he sat, his core aching in his chest as he was about to fail the one thing he loved doing, saving people and stopping the bad guys. 'The few versus the many, which is more important to save?' Confusedly questioned Danny, logically speaking it should be the many who should be saved, but what happened when one of the few meant so much to you?
Closing his eyes, Danny recalled something, he had gotten it when he first raided the GIW base, and it had been given to him in the reward section of the mission, 1 Skill Upgrade Token. Discreetly putting his hand into his inventory, Danny pulled out the small, blue token, eyeing it before information started rushing into his head on how to use it.
'Upgrade: Ghost Sense.' Calmly ordered Danny, watching as one of his oldest skills popped up in front of him, while the blue token crumbled into shards of light and zoomed into the skill, making Danny tingle as he could feel his sense expand.
[Ghost Sonar]: (Passive) Level 1/100: EXP: 0%
Description: Thanks to your core, your body will be able to passively locate any form of ectoplasm in the area, and you'll be alerted in the form of a blue mist. Note, your current range is 3000 meters and it will increase by 30 meters every level, also you have an internal map, and Ghosts who are friendly with you will appear as green, neutral is blue, and foes are red.
Danny felt like the whole world had been opened to him once again, as information entered his mind, overwhelming him with just how much ectoplasm was actually in Amity Park. He could feel it all, his house which was saturated in ectoplasm, the school, and finally, a place that was just on the edge of his [Ghost Sonar], which held a red dot.
"See ya Freakshow, I've someone to save." Determinedly growled Danny, leaping up and concentrating on the spot, activating [Teleportation] a second later.
"You! Teleport me to the circus, he somehow found it." Loudly growled Freakshow, his eyes glowing with hatred as he focused on Lydia, telling her what to do.
That's a wrap people! Next chapter shall be the climax between Freakshow and Danny, which will be fun to write, as Danny will have realized just how badly his emotions can affect him!
See ya next time!
SpudLord!