AN: And another for oc week, submitted by shadowdragon1553 on tumblr

Drabble 76-Escape (Not the Pina Coloda Type)

Danny had always prided himself on always being able to make a quick getaway if the need be, no matter the circumstance.

However, this is a circumstance he hadn't quite figured his way out of yet.

It had happened on a beautiful Tuesday morning. The sun had been high in the sky, he had no school, and he was going to be able to hang out with some of his special friends. The only thing bad that had happened to him was a bird pooping on his head.

And really, knowing Danny that should have been his first warning to go back inside and not go out for the rest of the day.

He had been doing one last patrol over Amity when they came. Several big, white vans and twenty some-odd guards. He likes to tell himself that the only reason they had caught him was because they had caught him off guard, but Danny knew the real truth. He had gotten to cocky, because it was the Guys in White, like, how threatening could they actually be?

Well, plenty threatening if you get caught.

He didn't know how long he had been there, but it already felt like an eternity. He hadn't slept, and he'd barely eaten anything. Double that up with round the clock torture, and you had the remains of a very depressed Phantom questioning his life choices in between experiments.

Danny, needless to say, was not happy about his predicament.

Every bone in his body hurt, and he hadn't told the Avengers he was stopping by. It was more of a surprise visit, so they had no idea he was in trouble. Dani was off around the world, Sam was in France with her parents, and Tucker at the Grand Canyon. His parents were always oblivious, so really the only person he was counting on was Jazz, but a part of him prayed to Clockwork that she didn't get herself involved. Not against these guys, who wouldn't hesitate to tear her apart. No, he would have to figure out a way to get out of this himself.

He had tried memorizing the guards rounds but they change the time every day, so there's no telling when one of them would leave or come back. And the collar he wore prevented him from using any of his powers, meaning he couldn't fly or turn invisible or use a small ghost ray from his finger to take out the four security cameras in his tiny cell, invading his privacy and keeping an eye on literally every move he made. The guys up in the security room sure had a lot of fun with that. Danny didn't know how much longer he had until his neck spontaneously combusted from how much electricity they zapped him with every time they had a reason to. And, unfortunately for him, those reasons could have been microscopic and just an excuse to hurt him, whether he had done what they had claimed or not.

He rested his head against the wall behind him and closed his eyes, taking note of the pinching of his wrists from the cuffs, and the burning around his neck he would have a hard time explaining to his parents when they saw him again. If they saw him again. But surely this couldn't be a permanent set up. He would find a way out.

He was suddenly knocked out of his thoughts by a thundering boom and the alarms blaring in his sensitive ears. Several guards were immediately flooding his cell, pointing large guns at his face. The whined as they powered up, and it briefly reminded him of Iron Man's suit. Man, Danny would kill to have a cool suit like that at the moment. Instead, he watched as one of the guards aimed his gun at the other guards and incapacitated them with a few quick shots. Then he suddenly collapsed, and a ghost appeared.

It wasn't one he had met before. She looked to be a teenager, with a black dress that would have probably gone to mid-thigh if she was using legs instead of her transparent tail, and a choker around her neck. She had big, round eyes, and long hair that went to the middle of her back. He watched, frozen in place by the ghost as her tail wrapped around a leg. A human leg. He looked over to see another girl. She wore a purple shirt with a bullet-proof vest over it, and a pair of jeans. Her blonde hair was in a ponytail, and she gave the ghost wrapped around her leg a smile. She picked up one of the guns the guards had dropped.

"You're Phantom, right?" She asked. Danny nodded, still numb from this surreal experience.

This...This was a breakout. He was breaking out. He was going to go home. Danny could have cheered right then and there as the realization hit him in the face harder than Hulk ever could.

"Who...Who are you?" He asked after his initial excitement wore down a few moments later. He was still on the ground, shackled to the wall by his wrists.

"My name is Tara, and this is my friend, Bell," the human girl replied. She dug a remote out of her pocket and pointed it at Danny, clicking the green button on it a few times. And like magic, his wrists and neck were free. It truly was amazing.

"How did you know to do that?" He asked her as he rubbed his sore wrists. He then used the wall to help him up, giving Tara a look that showed gratitude and suspicion all at the same time. "How did you even know I was here?"

"Because," she smiled, not taking his suspicion personally, "My dad can't keep his mouth shut. Now are you coming or what?"

"Y-Shit, I guess, yeah," Danny replied. He grunted as he took his first steps. He hadn't realized how really exhausted he was until now. Maybe he could fix that though...

Tara's eyes widened as he let the transformation rings wash over him, turning him into Phantom. She turned to Bell.

"Can you do that?" She asked, excited. Bell smiled and shook her head, tightening her tail around Tara's thigh. Danny decided that he wasn't going to question it. However,that didn't mean didn't have questions. For instance,

"What do you mean your dad can't keep his mouth shut?" He asked her. Tara shrugged, suddenly looking just a bit sheepish as she led them through the maze.

"Uh...My dad works here..." she said. "But I don;t really agree with it. This place. Him. I mean, ghosts are great. Just look at Bell!" Danny didn't. And he almost considered taking her down, but then reconsidered. She had helped him. Why would she do that if she shared her father's views? She wouldn't have. Not unless she hated ghosts half as much as the Guys in White did.

They ran in silence, minus the occasional warning of a guard being in their way, which either of them took down easily. Within a few short minutes they were outside. The alarms were still going off, and the lights were still blinding, but he couldn't help but drop to his knees and into the hard dirt. When was the last time he had been outside? When was the last time he had seen the stars, or flew on cool nights in Amity that were exactly like this one? It was...Beautiful, to say the least.

"Come on," Tara told him. now that they were out of the facility, she seemed more reserved and calm like Bell. Danny nodded and stood back up, easily taking to the air. Bell picked Tara up and followed him away from the Guys in White facility.

"Thank you," he said. The had slowed down after a few miles. It would take them a while to catch up, and recapture him, despite his injuries. But now that the collar was off he was healing much quicker, and the pain in his bones lessened. "I couldn't...I wouldn't have gotten out of there if it hadn't been for you guys."

Tara gave him a soft smile, nodding her head and shrugging.

"I'm happy to do so, Phantom," she told him. "Besides, the Avengers kind of got boring to watch without you with them."

Right. The Avengers. Shit.

"I'm glad to know I'm the cute one,: he told her instead. She laughed, and it kind of reminded him of sunshine. He told himself it was because he hadn't heard normal laughter in forever. It made him grin though, nonetheless. Once her laughter died down, he sighed and smiled, looking from her to the sky, which was filled with countless stars.

"Thank you, Tara."