Headstrong With Headstones
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Ghosts are always around to ruin Danny's day. Nothing new there, but what came of it when the Red huntress tackled him and sent them both through the ghost catcher? Well, this was new...
Warnings: descriptions of death-like trama, injuries
Prompt by: EchoGhost
Valerie, as the Red Huntress, is chasing Phantom and they end up both accidentally flying through the Fenton Ghost Catcher together. This causes Danny to end up with the hunter suit and Valerie to end up with ghost powers. (Optional: When Val goes ghost she still looks exactly like Phantom.)
Whoo boy, this one was a ride! Fun to write though but boy! Did it get away from me! Anyway, enjoy! Unbetaed.
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"I am really hating these things!" Phantom called out as he flew about the area blasting another giant ant looking.
He had no idea where these things came from or why but suddenly Amity was overrun with ant and bug ghosts that were just… everywhere. They were large, as far as bugs go, that is, ranging from the size of a house cat to a large dog, and each seemed to be either possessing citizens or stealing food to bring back for their queen.
Why they needed physical food, Danny wasn't sure, but he also wasn't about to let them stick around to let them accomplish their goal to find out. He looked over his shoulder as Sam and Tucker wrestled with a thirty something woman who was howling in rage tied up in a Fenton fishing line before they tossed her through the Ghost Catcher to separate out the ghost bug from the woman.
That done they blasted the ant ghost causing it to explode. "At least these things aren't hard to destroy," Tucker said, a disgusted look on his face. At least they had managed to get the catcher down here to the epicentre of the ant outbreak. Ant-break? Eh….
ng ghost. The ectoplasmic drone exploded into goo making Danny wince. "Ugh nasty... " The halfa complained "At least we're finally getting through them... " Sam sighed in agreement. Though she would rather they catch the ghosts overblowing them up into goo she couldn't deny the effectiveness. It was faster and more efficient to do rather than catch them in the thermoses and given they were only ecto constructs she couldn't feel too bad about the whole thing. They just really needed to find the queen ant ghost sooner rather than later given that these things would never stop coming otherwise.
"Come on Tuck there's more down here! I just saw, like, eight go down the alley," Sam said to her current partner in ghost busting. Tucker groaned but readied his lipstick blaster nonetheless and followed closely behind the dark haired girl.
Phantom watched them go before turning his attention back to the task at hand shooting through a random old man to pull out a ghost and explode that removed one as well as a larger one sneaking up on him all with the same large ecto blast.
A call of triumph was soon changed into a call of pain as Phantom was suddenly shot in the back. "I don't know how you're involved in this but I know you are, ghost!" Came an all too familiar and rather unwelcome voice from behind the halfa.
"Can we not right now Red?" Phantom complained. That shot between his shoulder blades had hurt! And he had really hoped that one of the ant ghosts had just been stronger than the others. Wishful thinking…
"Don't wanna hear your 'hero' spiel, ghost! Once I take care of you these bugs will be gone!" The Red Huntress spat back angrily.
"Me being here, and those bugs are not connected!" Phantom called back in exasperation just barely dodging a blast from the hunter.
"Stay still and let me end you ghost!"
"Tempting offer but, no. Gonna have to pass on that." Phantom called, aiming a shot and knocking the gun from Red's hands before trying to flee from her all the while still trying to round up the ghost bugs he came across.
It didn't exactly bode well with Valerie. The huntress dove after her gun, catching it before it smashed to the ground below, and tearing after the monochromatic ghost. "Get back here you ectoplasmic skum!" She yowled punching the gas so to speak, as she tried to gain headway against Phantom's much more agile form.
"Oh! Good one! Haven't heard that one every day of my afterlife! You need new insults!" He taunted blasting an ant ghost before slipping underground hoping to shake the huntress.
Red growled and brought up the information she'd need to track the menace in her visor eager to try and pinpoint where that jerk would be coming out. Thankfully her instruments didn't fail her and she was able to see where he was, and got into position to head him off at the pass.
When Phantom did reemerge he did so invisibly not that it made a difference to the hunter, her visor showing where he was rather accurately. She fired, landing the hit on Phantom forcing him to drop his invisibility and jump back into the normal visible spectrum.
The ghost blinked at her stupidly a moment before asking, "New upgrades?"
"Yes, All the better to take revenge on you!"
"You're still on about that?! You know I'm the ghost in this relationship, right? I'm supposed to be the one with the obsession?" He called only to let out a yelp and dodge down out of the way of the incoming missiles barely a second later.
"The only relationship we have is hunter and prey!" Red called out in rage making Phantom grimace.
The ghost turned to shoot any of the tracking missiles that were still coming at him before telling the girl, "You know you sound like Skulker right?! Like ew!"
"Shut up! You have no idea what this is like!"
"I was alive once ya know" Phantom argued back dodging another volley of shots and ducking down weaving under a billboard. "If anything you're the one who doesn't understand! Not to mention the anger issues!"
"I'll show you anger issues!" Red quipped back yelping as her gun was shot out of her hand and exploded into bits from a follow up shot from Phantom. She was nearly out of ammo for that one anyway…
Still, she gave pursuit, even if she was ill prepared, given how fast she booked it out and after that stupid spectre when he appeared on her radar she was a little light, not that it mattered. Still, she hated to admit but she was well aware that if these bug things were Phantom's he wouldn't just be destroying them… it didn't fit his MO.
Then again this was a ghost they were looking at as if they had any rational thought or feelings whatsoever! She could almost laugh at the thought. A ghost with actual feelings. HA! No matter though this time, this time she'd have him… he was weak after fighting all those other ghosts after all those minor literal bugs that needed to be squashed. She would take care of Phantom first then finish the mess he undoubtedly created.
Red let out a growl of frustration as her shots went wide, her anger causing her to miss, she knew it was that but she found herself seeing, well, red. She yelped at the burn her hand and arm sustained as Phantom blasted at her gun again, sort of missing his target and causing the weapon to explode in her hand. Of course, that only served to make her madder.
Well, desperate times call for desperate measures.
While Phantom was gloating about his shot or some other such thing, no that sorry was sarcastic! How could it be anything else from a ghost?! She shot forward at top speed, the motor in her board whirring and whining in dismay as she punished it for all it had, slamming into Phantom and more or less tackling him with her board.
He yelped in surprise and she activated the stinger prod on the end of the board giving the stupid ghost a good amount of electricity.
Phantom screeched something fierce, a horrid sound that she had never heard before and his eyes widened in fear. GOOD! He finally knew to fear her! She shocked him again still moving forward to keep him on the end of her board.
In her delirium of finally getting something in on that stupid ghost she wasn't exactly looking where she was steering, and well, to say she was shocked when she had passed through the Ghost catcher would be an understatement.
Pain, that's all her mind knew, and that's all Phantom's knew as well as the ghostly energies and anti-energies hit the semi permeable film of the catcher. Valerie screeched, her own pitch seeming to match Phantom's as they passed through.
She hears herself grunt, but it didn't come from her own throat.
She felt herself groaning, but it sounded much too deep…
"What?" She heard her voice ask. "I- o-oh wait… Valerie!?"
The Huntress in question opened her eyes and blinked a few times staring at her own visor, and it took her a few seconds to realize what exactly she was looking at. Frantically she stands up or at least tries to, given she floated upwards towards the sky. Her robotic suit is now replaced with a black and white skin tight suit.
Phantom on the other hand had instantly felt heavy and hot. But when he saw a semi red tinted version of his own glowing green eyes staring back at him, the sparking ghost catcher in the background…
Well, his first thought was he separated from himself... but he still felt like himself and thought as he normally would… but then... hearing Valerie's voice come out of his own throat?
"Well shit" Danny managed to say smartly
Valerie screamed realizing she was looking at herself, her body, still in her Huntress suit. She waved her arms as she yelled obscenities, joining in Phantom's own frantic flailing as the ghost boy tried to calm her down.
" Phantom what did you do? How dare you take over my body! Why am I stuck in your gross floaty one?!" The huntress turned ghost screeched.
"You think I planned this? I don't wanna be a girl! This is your fault you're the one who threw us through the catcher! You should know by now that m- The Fenton's inventions do some whack stuff!" Danny argued hauling himself up to his feet properly and flailing his arms in circles to keep balance. He was both not used to being (fully) human as well as having a different centre of gravity, not to mention the suit covering his new form.
This wasn't like possession at all. With that, it was like wearing a tight suit. It wasn't too terrible overall but at the same time you instinctively knew how to move within one, this was a whole new experience, like being given stilts and set onto a tightrope and told to cross the canyon, all with an additional fifty pounds strapped to you.
"I can't even begin to tell you how mad I am at this!" Valerie said as she grabbed onto a crack in the concrete to keep herself from floating away before face planting into the gravel and grunting.
Phantom couldn't help but smirk behind the visor despite himself. "Are you? Because the way I see it you're the ghost, your anger isn't real, your feelings are just remnants of what you remember anger to be." He shot her condescending look that was hidden behind the helmet, but oh! It felt good to throw that back at her.
"What!? No! That is not how this works, ghost!" Valerie screeched out, reaching a rather impressive octave with his vocal cords.
"Actually it completely is. I'm not possessing you, otherwise, my "body"-" He held up his fingers to do the air quotes here "-wouldn't still be here, and it definitely wouldn't do this when I overshadow someone."
"Why you!"
"Hey chill all we gotta do is go back through the-" Danny's voice dropped off into silence as he stared up at the ghost catcher with a deepening frown. The center where the ethereal 'thread' of the catcher was had broken leaving a fancy looking bubble ring at best and a really bad eye of Sauron at worst.
"Okay, New plan we get that fixed and then we can get this whole thing straightened around,'' Phantom said with a firm nod to himself after flailing his hands back and forth to himself and… himself… oh his head was going to hurt.
Valerie yelped as her feet started to sink through the concrete, causing Phantom to snort. "Not so easy is it?" He retorted smugly doing his best impression of a bitchy prep, now that he had the vocal cords for it. Though when he realized that the slow descent into the concrete wasn't stopping making the asphalt look more like quicksand than anything, Danny rushed forward to grab the ghostly upper arm.
He was glad for once that this suit had anti phase capabilities. Valerie on the other hand had a gambit of emotions cross her face. Confusion and fear were being the most prominent as well as anger.
And how could she not! That ghost had her body, and while he had made the mention of her emotions not being 'real' she knew that it was because her brain and whatever her consciousness was made up of was over here in Phantom. He was still the same evil conniving ghost as always and she wasn't sure how he had planned this, but she just knew that this was a plot of some kind to make her life even more of a hell for her.
Still, phasing through things she could do without. "You have to focus on staying solid as your body, er my body I guess, will naturally want to turn intangible. The same thing with flight, you have to will yourself to stay on the ground, your default is to float so if you want to stay in one spot you have to will yourself there…. It- It's like have you ever had a lucid dream?"
Valerie blinked at the ghost, her? … at the words before they actually registered. Why would he bother trying to help her? Wouldn't it be easier to have her crippled under a new body and new powers and all the confusion that surrounds it?
"What?" She said after a moment of thought. He had to be tricking her somehow with this right? There's no way… "As if I'd trust anything you have to say."
"What?! Don't be stupid that is my body! I spent long enough accidentally phasing through stuff that I learned how to will myself to work!" Phantom argued indignantly.
"Fine" she snapped out, relenting slightly, but only just. She figured that if, and that's an IF the size of a planet… if he really didn't somehow plan this She supposed it wouldn't hurt to try what he was saying. After all, if she didn't play nice, why knows what crimes he'll commit while inhabiting her body.
Valerie shuddered as a good number of thoughts entered her head about what Phantom could potentially do with her body. Make her look like a fool, ruin her reputation! … What could she do in Phantoms? How was this real? How did that… whatever of the Fentons make this happen? Thinking about this too much would undoubtedly make her head hurt.
Right focus, keep yourself solid. "It's harder than it looks, you know. Like I said when I had that whole thing with Cujo I couldn't control myself entirely and controlling him too, well…." Phantom piped up earning a glare from the huntress.
"Shut up!" Valerie roared earning a blast of sound from her jaws as she had the bar start of a ghostly wail.
Phantom squawked and covered his ears, thankful the helmet was still on given it blocked out a good amount of the sound. "Easy your emotions make you- my powers go haywire!"
"Valerie's eyes widened as she stared at the small trail of destruction she had caused. It… it was that easy to flip over three cars and punch a hole in a building?! And phantom… Phantom held this kind of raw power? Well, now she did... This pure, unrestrained power that was so hard to control and if she focused she could feel it just below the surface in her chest, running outward and under her skin like an electric current, writhing through her veins like caterpillars.
She was disgusted by it… she was thrilled by it… she was genuinely afraid of it…
"Y-You can just…" She trailed off. She didn't want to say what she had done, what she had just seen, or acknowledge what she was still seeing… that trail of rubble there, she didn't want to talk about it… as about it, but she had to… and yet, she didn't want it to be made real by her accepting it...
"Like I said it takes a while to learn control." Phantom offered simply.
"Stay right where you are spook!" Jack Fenton's voice was suddenly echoing down the street causing Danny to instinctively throw up his hands before giving an "Oh wait." and looking to Val with a mix of emotions on his face.
"He's talking to you" Phantom taunted knowingly. At least Jack was a bit of a ways off, though closing in fast… They had at least a minute for him to get into firing range.
"What no! You're the ghost!"
"Not from where I'm standing." Phantom shot back hotly, and he was right… technically… And Valerie really hated that he was right! "We gotta get you, me, US We gotta get outta here!" Phantom stammered out, grabbing the ghost's arm before bolting down the nearest alleyway.
Danny shoved Valerie in his body back deeper into the dark of the alley wincing as he realized she may need to transform. Then again… "How do I use your board?" Phantom half asked half yelled out at the huntress, grabbing her shoulders and forcing her to look into her own panicked eyes.
"Why should I tell you?!" She spat back indignantly.
Thankfully, or rather unluckily depending on how you look at it, an ectoblast shot their way clipping an overhead fire escape and pinging off the metal. Phantom simply threw his arm up towards the scorch mark with a huff of his own. "You wanna feel what those are like?" He says eyes narrowing the visors glow seemed to enhance the effect.
"Ugh fine," Though it was meant to sound like reluctant compliance, the hitch in the tone gave her worry away. "Just jump into the air and call it up like mentally."
He huffed and jumped up, only to land back down a second later with a frown. Again he tried going higher in his jump and clicking his heels together, this time it spawned the board but he simply hovered there on it. "And to fly?" Phantom asked ducking out of pure instinct as another ecto shot flew their way.
"Like surfing, or skateboarding Lean the way you want to go, put the pressure on your front foot for up and back for down." Came the semi-rushed answer.
Phantom nodded, grabbed Valerie and shot up like a rocket. The ghost let out a yelp and ended up overcompensating, sending them into a barrel roll as they climbed up into the clouds. By the time he managed to regain control he felt like he was going to barf, but Valerie only looked mildly annoyed. "Electromagnetic boots?" He asked wobbling a bit as he tried to haul his counterpart onto the board.
"Yep," Came the answer as Valerie settled on the edge of the board with a defeated sigh.
"Just so you know I'm still blaming you for this. The only reason I'm playing nice with you right now is because I know if I don't you'll mess up something in my body or my suit." Valerie hissed after a moment's silence.
"Right 'cuz I was totally the one who tackled us through that catcher." Came the bitter retort. "I wish just once you would listen to me! Those ants are not my fault!"
"Then why bother trying to do anything about it?! Ghosts only want to manipulate people and I know if you're not responsible for this mess then you're making hay in the sunshine and taking advantage so that you can force people to view you as a hero," She spat out making a scrunched face that very much did not belong on Phantom's features.
"What? No! If I could do that don't you think I would have?"
"Maybe you're just not strong enough yet, need more believers or something."
"You saw what 'power' I actually have Valerie, hell you used some of it! And by accident!"
"Well," She sputtered shifting uncomfortably unable to deny what she had seen, done… what she could still sort of make out from here.
"And what was with the electricity earlier? That is beyond cruel you know! Keeping that up as long as you did!" Phantom raged the cybernetics seeming to respond in kind, a small laser popping out of his shoulder which the former halfa growled at and physically pushed back down to get it to go away.
"You're a ghost! You don't feel pain in the same way humans do." Valery shot back reciting the rote excuse he had heard far too often.
Phantom saw red, and not just because of the visor he was currently forced to wear. So he did the only thing that his brain could think of. He slapped himself in the face.
"OW! What the hell Phant-?!"
"Oh shut up! The pain's all in your head! It's not real! You're just imagining it! You're simply an imprint of who you once were, you're not a person anymore, and feelings aren't real because you're not human!" Phantom ranted and raved. When he was done he found himself panting heavily the excursion much more mental but ANCIENTS did it feel good to finally do that and scream and not take out a city block.
"Do you remember your time as Valerie Grey?" he asked after a few moments of getting his breathing in check.
"W-What? Are you stupid of course I do!" Valerie responded instantly, creeped out that the ghost knew her full name and identity but given the display of raw anger she had just witnessed she smartly decided to not bother to hedge that issue just yet. "We only just had this mess happen…" She offered up not fully sure what more to say.
"So you can say you died at that moment, well congrats, you're no longer the person you once were, you're not Valerie any longer, you are an imprint of what that person was and your memories of being human mean nothing." Phantom hissed out lowly. This time he wasn't shouting, but his tone was the purest sour thing she had ever heard come out of any single person.
"Well, I'm you." She stated dumbly. Even though she was looking at herself and it was sort of an uncanny valley sort of thing to be looking at she still saw Phantom, raw feral and angry… The fact that she was technically the more powerful of them right now didn't even register.
"That doesn't matter, you're not me you're a ghost. It doesn't matter who you were before you're a ghost now and that's all they'll ever see." He was shaking in barely constrained anger now. Valerie at least had the wherewithal to know that if positions were reversed and she was feeling the fury that the other was putting out, she would have come at the subject of her ire guns blazing...
Valerie opened her mouth and closed it a few times realizing something. She could literally feel the rage and sadness flowing out of the ghost controlling her body. She wanted to believe it was simply that the ghost was in HER body that the emotions were prevalent, but they were far too strong to be imitations…
She knew why she could feel, could taste, the emotions coming out of the other, and how it seemed to give a small boost of energy. It was sort of like eating something really sugary, the small jolt she got with it wouldn't last long and she knew it instinctively, but the fact it gave a boost at all… Ghosts couldn't feed on other ghost's emotions… it's one of the reasons they attacked humans after all…
She wanted to retort to the spectre snap at him like she always would but she couldn't find it in herself… she simply felt… deflated... And it wasn't just because her arm had all but disappeared into a wisp of smoke either…
She swallowed thickly letting the stupid ghost arm do whatever it wanted (why did she have to control these body parts) and took in a deep sigh. "You said the shock was cruel… Why?" She wondered after a moment.
Phantom had somehow managed to figure out how to open and disappear the helmet while Valerie was staring down at her, his, gloved hands, so it was a shock to see the whirlwind of storm clouds behind her own eyes. Phantom was always expressive, but it seemed to hit her harder seeing it on her own face… it looked far too real, too convincing in her own dark eyes.
"Take off the glove, the right one." He says simply, almost too softly for her to hear.
It confused her, she hadn't thought a ghost's clothing could be removed… but, she did. There was little she would have thought to have seen under the glove but this? This wasn't anything she was prepared for.
The fingers on the hand were deathly pale, but with a green underlay that was especially noticeable in the fingernails. Not a surprise really there… but just before the third knuckles the back of the hand started to deepen looking almost like something you'd find on an eighty year old, or a bit of dried wood one would toss in a fire, before fading back out and becoming the tanned green colour at the wrist that Phantom sported on his face.
Litchendburg scars were obvious and prevalent along the back of the hand, worsening into an almost perfect circle on his palm, about the size of a quarter and indented just a little bit. Now that she was looking at it, it was like his hand was burned clean through on the palm…. And those lightning bolt shaped scars, well, she knew what that meant.
"Death marks," Phantom says simply almost reading her mind as she stared at the palm. "It's exactly what you think it was and the scars snake around my arm all the way to my chest…. Kinda figure the whole thing exploded my heart and that's what actually killed me..."
"And… You remember it?" Valerie asked, eyes widening in realization. Somehow talking to the ghost boy like this with his words coming out of her mouth… it seemed to make this all the more validating to her like she was finally hearing him for the first time… She probably was, now that she'd thought about it…
"Yeah, I remember a lot of my life… not everything mind you but it's like remembering a dream you had the morning after…" Phantom says softly. That much was true, despite his halfa status, everything from before he became a half ghost was kind of hazy at best and shrouded in a dream like fog at worst. There were some memories he had that if he didn't see photo evidence for it, he would have chalked it up to a kind of lucid dream…
"Oh," Valerie said. What could she say to that? "And the ghost powers..? They weren't innate and instinctual like the Fenton's say were they?"
"No, it has been a trial by fire since the first day I died…" Phantom responded solemnly
She felt like dirt, and she glared at her whispering body before scrunching up her face and willing herself solid. She couldn't control what her body was doing, she had no idea how to work any of… this! How many times had Phantom told her it was an accident and she refused to believe him?!
It was only now was she seeing the ghost she had been actively and relentlessly hunting as simply a teen who got thrown in too deep too fast over his head and was trying to make the most of it. Though there was one thing she didn't quite understand, and she had wondered about it since she had first laid eyes on the odd monochromatic ghost.
"Why do you attack other ghosts at all?" She asked simply giving into her wondering.
"Because I wanna protect the people I left behind…" He answered earnestly
Valerie thought about that, he had said it before sure, but somehow it felt different this time he'd said it. Maybe she was overthinking it now? Or this was the first time she had given it any thought at all?
She stared down at her, at Phantom's ungloved hand with a frown. Maybe he wanted to protect people to save people because no one came to save him? Almost sounded like too noble a thought to be wasted on some dumb ghost…
She shook her head wanting to end that train and derail it before it even left the station. She knew damn well it was her own anger and brashness that got her into this whole freaky Friday thing, but she would never admit to it aloud...
"How do we fix this?" She asked after a few more beats of listening to the soft whirring of the hoverboard beneath her.
"The Fenton Catcher got us into this, the Fenton Catcher can get us out," Danny said simply. "IT's like I was saying earlier. The electricity you were hitting me with overloaded the catcher and made it go haywire but luckily there is a reverse side to the thing, we just gotta hope the Fentons either fix the one that got fried or we hope they have a spare." Phantom replied candidly. With a hum, the ghost boy tapped a finger on his, her lip.
The action was so normal yet so bewildering to her as she watched herself perform it. It was clearly something unconscious he did, given the thousand yard stare he had going on there… Phantom makes her go crosseyed and she couldn't help but snort.
Danny knew full well there was a duplicate, well, sort of, of The Catcher in the lab, but the problem was he didn't know where exactly it was. Secondly, he needed to be sure if it was worth the risk to try and use the catcher 1.0 when it was the updated version that they had been messed up by... The one they also destroyed.
Well… today seemed to be a sharing and show and tell kind of day so, "Valerie, there's an inside pocket on that suit, the zipper is under the collar since you probably can't phase through yourself with any sort of control… Um, in that pocket there's a cell phone. Can you grab it and hand it to me?"
"You have a cell phone?" She asked her, his, nose crinkling up giving a look that clearly thought he was a stalker or something.
"Yes, a friend got it for me…. And before you say anything... Yes, I have friends, NO they are not evil… mostly, and the cellphone is paid for by them." Phantom preemptively rattled off holding out his hand expectantly.
Valerie grunted in acknowledgement before fumbling about under the collar of the suit and finding the zipper. "What kind of ghost needs a zipper?"
"Don't judge, I didn't get to choose what I died in, you know." Phantom huffed out impatiently.
Valerie blinked and grimaced, sort of feeling bad about the complaint now, though it was instantly rectified by Phantom's next comment. "Hey lighten up, just gotta laugh at my grave sense of humour."
"I will smack you… ugh, I can't believe I'm undressing a ghost… Here's your damn phone." Valerie grumbled pointedly averting her eyes away from the ghost's bare chest, acting as though she didn't want to see anything she shouldn't, in reality, she just didn't want to see any more scarring and see it as though they were on her body. As it was she'll be surprised enough if she doesn't have nightmares.
She was already imagining herself being in Phantom's spot, burning as you're being electrocuted. Feeling your heart sputter and stop before being reborn as a ghost confused and lost still remembering everything and knowing you've died? She shuddered, and could only hope she would never become a ghost. Having that loom over you every time you saw your reflection didn't sound like fun at all...
Phantom takes his phone, a flip phone that thankfully, was only ever used for his Phantom needs, and only contained three contacts, Jazz, Sam, and Tucker. Sam paid the bill for him and was a good fail safe if his parents ever punished his human half by taking away his electronics or if he ever had to leave in a hurry he had a secured line that shouldn't be tied to him really in any way.
And right now it would work to make sure Valerie doesn't see a phone was the same as Fenton's. He flipped open the device, the clamshell was indestructible (mostly) and cheap! By Sam's standards anyhow, fifty bucks may be nothing to her on her allowance but Danny would have to save up a month to get there. HE shook his head from his musings to focus on the task at hand, sending out a message to the group text asking his friends to either convince his parents to fix the ghost catcher or to retrieve the 1.0 version and set it up somewhere for him to try and fix a problem.
He left it vague, apart from telling them he wasn't exactly himself at the moment, which prompted an instant slew of worried texts from the three people in the chat chain but, well, he could deal with that later, he wrangled the 'ghostkateers' back in and set them on their way. He just had to hope that he could get through this with his alternative identity intact.
"What was all that about?" Valerie asked suspiciously.
Ah, there it was… "I have contact with the Fenton kids… They help me get some of their parents stuff when I need it…. Didn't you wonder why that Fenton Ghost Catcher was even in the middle of town in the first place?" Phantom said with a raised brow.
Valerie blinked in thought. She honestly hadn't put that much thought into it. The Fenton adults had said that Phantom stole their stuff all the time and she'd simply left it at that. Why would she have wasted brain power on it? Though the more she thought about it the more she frowned.
Phantom was a ghost so just how had he been stealing things from the ghost hunters when they clearly had made and marketed things that stop and keep out ghosts? Phantom needed someone who could actually grab the stuff he needed, to get through the shields… someone(s) who were on the inside, and given how Danny would sometimes meekly defend Phantom, or how Jazz would sometimes 'trip up' her parents when they were going after Phantom, well…
Yeah, she really was blinded by her own rage and prejudices… Star was right on that, she supposed… too pinpointed on the small things that were pissing her off the most to focus on the bigger picture going on around her…
She shook her head before burying it in her hands. Ugh, stupid ghost making her question herself.
Phantom sighed and handed the phone back to her instructing her to tuck it away again. Curious she flipped it open and stared at the passcode ask that popped up. She didn't even think flip phones had passcodes but whatever. She tried to make it look like she was playing with the phone flipping it and closing it, rather than actually trying to snoop… though the scoff from Phantom told her the ruse was pointless. She sighed and put the phone back where she found it.
Phantom had started grumbling about something under his breath earning a look of confusion from Valerie, though it didn't take long for her to see what it was he was upset about, as he was trying to get the board to go. Valerie knew she should probably help him but at the same time, she was all too content to simply sit here and sulk.
It was a scream from somewhere below that snapped her from her spiralling thoughts of self depreciation. She instantly noticed two things; firstly how low her glow had become around her arms when she found a particular interest in the stitching in the gloves Phantom wore… and secondly, the scream was almost like a beacon to her, calling her out of her thoughts and making her want to go.
She felt anxious and antsy all of a sudden like she had to go somewhere, but couldn't. Like when one has to pee really bad but it's during a test, that split if need to go need to stay...she didn't know how to get Phantom's flight to work for her, but she wanted to figure out what the screaming was about…
Her legs jostle and bounce as she tries to quell the nervous energy she feels building. Why was she suddenly feeling this way? She steals a glance at Phantom, snorting when she sees him trying to unstick himself from the board but another scream for help pulls her attention back to the ground below.
She could taste the frustration from Phantom and given his growls towards the board he was standing on it was obvious where that was from, but it sort of irked her that he had no urgency about him. Couldn't he hear the screams why weren't they helping!? She had to help! She knew she could so she should! She HAD to even if she didn't know how to help she HAD to… she was compelled to.
"What are you doing? There are people who need help!" She spat feeling her agitation and anxiety rise.
Phantom looked to her dumbly before looking down to the ground and noticing the chaos. "Huh…" He said simply eyes lazily roaming the crowd.
"What do you mean 'huh?' This is serious!" Valerie didn't know why but she felt so much like a caged cat right now wanting to get at some prey that was just beyond her reach. She was almost positive that if she could she would be pacing back and forth on that board.
Phantom watched her twitching, her glow brightening and dimming and her anxiousness that made her look like she was getting ready to jump off this board, damned be the consequences, and he slowly felt a smirk form on his face much to the agitation of the huntress currently in his body.
"It's interesting, I mean… I'm watching this and well, I'm doing what you're doing… it's almost a relief" He chuckled dryly. "Jeez, guess I'm really not as much of a hero as I thought I was…" He says almost sadly before running a hand through his, her, hair.
"Phantom now is not the time to be cryptic! There are people down there who need …. Help…" Her anger suddenly ebbed away as she realized just what Phantom was getting at. How many times had the ghost told her that he just wanted to help? He always had a desperate insanity to his voice when he was tied down by her or some other ghost and he frantically would do anything he could to get out there to HELP.
"That's your obsession, isn't it... " She clutched at Phantom's jumpsuit over the ache in her chest where she could feel the ghostly core vibrating violently demanding retribution. It physically hurt, made her want to throw up and she knew the only thing to stop that feeling was to help.
Perhaps that's why he was always involved, it was exactly the reason he said it was... He literally had no choice but to help when he saw something he could do… Was that why he was often seen helping out with inane tasks? Carrying things for people rescuing people… hell even rescuing a balloon from a tree for a little kid… He was literally trapped in an endless cycle.
Perhaps her earlier ideas of Phantom wanting to help because he didn't get help when he needed it most wasn't so far off. But feeling this now, in his body… it was awful to think that if she had gotten herself killed while chasing Phantom or some other ghost, she would be trapped in a similar cycle, but be even less noble… not to say Phantom was noble but that her 'quest' was rather unnoble.
"Yeah… guess it is…" Phantom answered sourly as he stared down at the chaos. He wanted to be a hero, he thought he was, he was helping people, saving people, after all right? Though thinking about this revelation…? It seemed to sour the point of him being a hero. If he wasn't making the choice to help and to save people but being forced to do it… Was he really a hero?
His shoulders slumped as he watched the ghosts attack below. Even still now, he could make the choice right? He may not have his usual repertoire of powers he was used to but Red still had her suit, the suit he was currently occupying.
And looking to the huntress in his body he couldn't help but smirk. At least she would finally be more focused on saving people than shooting him. "Like a skateboard ya said right?" He asked, suddenly earning a bewildered look from the huntress.
She caught on quickly though, the small smirk appeared on her lips though it looked more conniving on Danny's face. "Yeah, and you think about the guns you want to will them out of the cybernetics." She added.
"For Ectoblasts, do you feel that cold spot in your chest, my chest?" At her nod, he continues. "Force that out and down your arm, gather it in your palm and let it go." He explained eyes narrowing.
Valerie caught on and nodded. "I'll take the left side you take right?" She asked eagerly, wanting to help the people below, not caring that she would be working with Phantom to get it done.
He was making a choice this time. Even if it wasn't him who would be hailed as the hero, given his current attire and whatnot but he wasn't being forced to make this decision. That had to count for something right?
He grunted as he fumbled around his head trying to put the helmet back up over his head. It takes him a few moments but he was able to get it eventually. He gives a nod and after a few experimental wiggles, he manages to get the hoverboard to sputter forward.
He manages to move a little smoother by the time he gets closer to the ground willing out a blaster, he was hoping for something with a little more oomph but well, a wrist blaster worked too he supposed. He sees an ant ghost and fires, following up with more and more taking care of all in his sightlines. He gives a small "sorry!" As he almost knocks someone over but otherwise he seemed to be getting somewhere.
Valerie on the other hand had stood up into a sort of half crouch and was frantically waving her arm around trying to build the power in her blast hoping she could manage at least one shot. With a growl, she manages to get her hand to glow a bit green, which was progress, but not enough to create an effective attack. She shook her hand again, smacking her wrist a bit as though it were a buggy flashlight, before she was able to send out something a little more decent.
"Heh got ya!" She called out grinning at her mitt of ectoplasm, She may have only burned a hole through a street sign but hey, she got a hit on something so she was still going to count it as a win.
"Over here!" Danny perked up hearing Jazz call pointing to the ghost catcher 1.0. Suppose it was better than nothing. He hoped it would do to only have themselves go through the catcher again and not have to recreate the whole process because, ow.
The ghost turned huntress pitched a bit sharply earning a growling reprimand from Valerie, though it was quickly rectified by him blasting an ant ghost that was getting ready to jump at them.
It let out a horrid caterwauling noise, something that made their ears ring from the sound, "Ugh that's worse than your screaming." Phantom commented wincing a bit behind the visor, sighing in relief when the noise went silent.
"Ugh, really?" Valerie shot back though she could just make out the playful smirk that was showing on his face. Valerie opened her mouth to retort only to yelp as they pitched a hard right turn and went skyward. She didn't need to ask why as the large queen ant ghost emerged from the ground.
The thing was as tall as a small building and as long as a transport truck. And the thing let out a wail that sounded like a mix of a lion and a hog squealing. "Well… That's bigger than I thought it would be... " Phantom said with a frown. "I don't know if I can beat this thing in your body… We gotta get to that catcher!" He called.
The ant queen let out another roar and sent a bit of... Acidic goo... Vomit... stuff towards them. Valerie didn't want to think too hard on it. Honestly, it looked like ecto snot but came out of what she hoped was the and queens mouth… "Ugh nasty." She complained watching as the wad of snot sailed over them and into a building, melting it a bit.
"Yeah, let's not get hit by that…" Phantom agreed, watching the brick melt away. "I need shields and you need to get your guns back." He said scanning the ground around the queen to search for where the Catcher had landed.
"There!" Valerie seemed to catch on to what he was looking for and pointed it out spotting it first. At least they were in agreement on the fact they needed to swap back sooner rather than later.
Phantom leaned forward urging the board on towards the catcher hoping they would manage it in one swoop. Alas, it was not to be as the queen jumped into the air up at them, let out a roar before massive wings sprouted from her back smacking Danny and Valerie off the board, the electromagnetic functions in the huntresses suit doing nothing against the force of that hit.
They plummet downwards and Phantom tries to call out to the board but it doesn't come for him. "Valerie fly!" He tries desperately, staring down to the fastly approaching ground. "Will yourself to fly!"
Valerie gasped out herself grunting as Danny flailed her body about before managing to cling to her. "I'm trying!" She shoots back angrily. She lets out a whine and closes her eyes in concentration before the glow around the ghostly body flares and they level out and tip upwards, earning a whoop of delight from Phantom.
"Head for the Catcher!" Phantom tells her.
"Again I'm trying you ectoplasmic pice of-"
Whatever she was going to say was cut off as they, by some miracle, had managed to head straight through the catcher. The pairs' screams mix together and they end up on a heap on the other side with Jazz blinking down at them. "Did it work?" The ginger teen asked.
"Ow... Jazz?" Danny grumbled out. He raised a hand to his head to rub at his forehead and gave a pained whooped when he was able to see the glowing glove at the end of his limb. He offers a half hearted smile up to his sister before glaring at the queen who was being distracted by Sam and Tucker from wherever they had found cover in the nearby broken buildings.
"I got better at aiming I guess?" Jazz offered to give a hand to help up her half ghost brother. "I moved the Catcher to um, Catch you. I'm glad you didn't smash into the metal siding, that would have hurt…"
"Thanks, Jazz I owe ya one," Phantom says with a nod. "Get anyone who's not protected out of here!" And with that Phantom flew off to attack the Queen ant.
Valerie was quick to pick herself back up and tar off after Phantom. "This is a temporary truce I hope you know!" She calls as she catches her board and flies off after the ghost, though even as she said it lacked her usual vitreal.
Thankfully once they were back in their own skin they made short work of the queen ant ghost, and even managed to not cause too much more property damage.
As Danny caps the thermos, he side eyes the Red huntress next to him in the air and offers the teen a hesitant hand. "I'm not gonna ask you to forgive me again but… maybe hesitant colleagues?"
Red eyed the ghost before her, his hesitant but hopeful smile that didn't quite hide the worry and fear behind his eyes struck her more than anything. She used to think he was simply good at mimicking emotions but now… having felt them being him, herself? Well… she supposed the saying is true that you really can't understand someone until you walk a mile in their shoes.
His emotions felt real, on both sides she could taste the ones he was putting through her body, She felt pain when she was slapped by him… And she was finally able to see him as just another teen that was in over his head…. Dog ruining her life or not, though looking back on it now she had to admit it was something she was thankful for in a way.
She would see Paulina and her A list brainless wonders and know she used to be one of them. Caring too much about the wrong things and ruled by money in a way… Now? She knew she had to work to get anywhere, people liked her for her, not just her status and well… She had a purpose she could be proud of now.
"Yeah, Colleagues sounds like a good start… But step even a toe outta line and I will smear your ectoplasmic innards all over town." Valerie threatened though she was teasing Phantom still grimaced as she grasped his hand.
"Eh, I think I'll take that…" he replied somewhat nervously.
"Good. Also… Maybe since you have one, I should give you my cell number… Case you ever need more than just some inventions as a backup."
Phantom visibly brightened at that his glow got brighter and he grinned. "Yeah, that'd be perfect actually! Maybe we can trade off patrol routes and stuff too? Give each other a night off once in a while? I know you work so… ya know…?"
Valerie snorted but she appreciated the gesture nonetheless. She looks around before pulling a random piece of paper from off of the ground and using some piece of charcoal from who knows what that exploded she managed to scribble down her number.
Phantom bit his tongue as he almost told her he had her number already, or that if he needed it he could easily get it with Tucker's help but that wouldn't do him any good now. He made it this far without blowing his secret, he wasn't about to blow it on something stupid like this!
Though it did make him wonder why Valerie hadn't changed back to Fanton at all accidentally. He sure as hell did constantly when he first started out, it was a nightmare and resulted in far more detentions than he would have liked… Well, maybe she just didn't think it was a possibility? He didn't want to think too hard on that right now honestly, it brought with it too many questions.
He took the paper from the huntress when she offered it and nodded to her in thanks. "See ya around ghost brat." She said, almost endearingly before speeding off, no doubt to sleep.
Phantom watches her go a moment before heading off on his own way back towards where his friends were waiting for him. Oh they had angry looks didn't they, fun…
He had a hell of an experience to tell, and some things he wanted to get advice on… he hated being the embodiment of an existential crisis all the time, but hey, at least it was interesting right?
He just hoped Val keeps her new attitude. He'd rather work with her than have to dodge her blasts all the time after all…. And a few nights off here and there sounded wonderful.
Only time will tell, he supposed.
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