This has been in the making for months, I've been holding off because of the lack of being able to actually focus on it. Here it bee another x-over.

None of the recognized characters belong to me. Only CW/DC and Butch Hartman.

Lack of editing, is me, is almost 2am.

"Class, settle down." Mr. Lancer stated as he entered his classroom with a stack of light blue papers. "We will be heading to the library momentarily."

A number of students rolled their eyes and groaned, but there were three that noticed the colored paper. One f the three let his head fall into the desk while his friends looked at him in sympathy, but urging him to pick-up his head. A solid thud forced his baby blue eyes to open, seeing his own red and white shoes resting on the tile floor shocked him into coming out of the desk with a gasp.

"Mr. Fenton, I know essay can be ghastly for you but I believe I found a fresh enough topic to keep even your wandering mind at attention."

The students around him snickered while the goth girl and techno-geek boy glared back at the teacher.

"The topic of this essay must have some sort of Amity Park's history of paranormal activity."

Paulina's eyes sparkled, "I can do one on Inviso-bill!"

"You could," Lancer's eyes rolled, "however, you need to use logic and creditable sources with examples."

As the students made their way out the door, Lancer handed out the guidelines and rubric. He watched the A-listers hand over their rubrics to some nerds after writing near impossible topics.

At the end of the class each student's topic was approved by the teacher. "Mr. Fenton, atomic structure of ectoplasm compared to human DNA." and writing approved at the top. "I'm assuming your parents will be your best."

Tucker appeared next, already on his PDA looking up sources. "Compatibility of ecto-energy and technology."

"Why am I not surprised." Lancer droned. "Ms. Manson, connection between realms."

"There has to be some sort of connection for the Fenton Portal to be able to work."

"Approved, but if you need to change your topic, just let me know."

As the trio joined at the library doors, Lancer thought about how they were to find information when there wasn't a lot of factual knowledge that wasn't theories. Assuming they'll ask the Fenton parents or Sam having plenty of her own books to look through.

"He said that you might have issue?" Danny asked her as they made their way to Fenton Works. "I figured he's say something about my choice."

"Sam shrugged, "Either way, we should go to your parents for most of the information."

"His mom would be best." Tucker agreed. "His dad gets off topic too easily."

"You need to ask questions too." Danny looked over at him.

"I know, but I have a basses to work with."

Sam and Danny stopped, "How so?" they asked, before starting their way up to the door.

"Remember when Technus influenced my PDA temporarily?" his two friends nodded then showed them his screen. "During that time, my internet access was more secured and loaded faster. It didn't need charge for up to a month."

"But other ghost reports state that spirits drained batteries." Sam responded.

"That's what I'm researching."

They opened the door to find Maddie Fenton sitting on the couch working on an invention. "Hey, kids." she greeted, "Have a good day at school?"

Sam nudged Danny forward.

"Well, we have a month long assignment. It's an essay about the paranormal, based on Amity Park."

"Would you like some help?"

Danny flinched slightly, "Where's dad?"

"He's out getting fudge."

He could feel the tension leave the two behind him. "Yeah, we could use some help."

"What are your topics?"

Tucker steps forward, "Compatibility between technology and ectoplasm."

"Electricity thins and expands the substance in to an energy. A constant flow of electricity or similar conduit keeps the energy replenished. Depending on the strength of a ghost and it's ability to replenish it's energy, can either drain technology or power it."

"Thank you, Mrs. F!"

"Connection between the realms." Sam sat with her notebook.

"Portals are the direct connections, but they can appear anywhere. Primarily they're prone to flowing water, during thunderstorms, aged wood, limestone, and quartz. There's more, but it's from that extra energy fueling that connection."

"Thanks, Mrs. Fenton."

"Danny?"

"Does ectoplasm have an atomic structure and a likeness to human DNA?"

"I don't believe so. There are theories based off that since they were once human, and ectoplasm is a gel like substance, but there hasn't been any proof to it. Most ghosts are formed by high emotional turmoil or a tragic death. It's those conscious thoughts that force ghosts to act a certain way."

The explanation had him thinking, "Then why does the ghost boy defend us?"

His mother looked at him surprised, "It's possible that he died protecting someone."

"You said that he's evil."

"We don't think he's inherently evil, but maybe a bit misguided. We don't know who he was protecting when he died. There's bad people in the world and no-one knows what kind of people or life he was around. It's so the town doesn't fall into a false sense of security."

"Thanks, mom." he headed up to is room where his friends were relaxing. "Well, that was a bust."

"I got some good info." Tucker reasoned, his grin wide.

"Mom said that there really is no comparison to humans."

"Well," Sam began, looking up from her notebook. "the best place to get information about ghosts would be in the ghost zone."

"Sam, no…" Tucker whined, "we have plenty of sources here."

"She's right, though, but it will be tricky." Danny sighed, "They put an alarm on the speeder when it's been powered on."

"I could take care of that!" Tucker perked up.

"You'll have to see if you can before we go. Just in case."

"You know where to get help?" Sam looked over at him, smiling.

"Just one." he hesitated.

"Have some faith in my skill." Tucker mumbled.

Danny shook his head, "My folks go on a two hour patrol of the town and sometimes beyond the town limits. We'll have a chance then, Jazz can cover for us if we go over."

"Don't they normally do that at night?" Sam raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, they end at my curfew."

"So, we have a deadline at least."

"As long as we don't get in a fight on the way back." Tucker flinched away from Sam's glare.

"What if you changed your topic on common ghosts and their types." Sam stated, "You might be able to get more from a broader topic."

"That's a good idea. I'll talk to Lancer tomorrow."

(Time Skip)

"Jazz is covering for us by telling mom and dad that we're in the library. I made sure that Lancer saw me before I left." Danny explained as he flew them inside the lab, checking to make sure that his parents weren't there.

"It's still early for your parents to leave." Sam responded, eyes blinking.

"Conveniently, they're checking with principal Ishiyama to do a test with the ghost shield that was recently placed."

"So, we should have plenty of time."

They slid into the seat of the speeder, Danny taking control of the steering as Tucker disabled the alarms. With a switch, the floating, futuristic vehicle slipped into the realms gateway.

"So, where are we going?" Tucker asked as he watched ghosts float past them in the infinite space.

"There's only one place I know to check, if not then I can check with clockwork."

A mausoleum building begun to appear, shifting and seeming to gain focus as they got closer.

"A library!" Tucker exclaimed.

"I didn't know the ghost zone had a library." Sam looked over at Danny who had become cautious as he got closer. "What's wrong?"

"The last time I was here, I accidentally destroyed his Christmas story."

"Danny…"

He pulled to a stop and all three stepped up to the large door. Knocking twice with the large handle he waited and prayed.

The doors opened, "What do you want ghost boy?"

"We have school work that is a little hard to do without the proper sources." he showed him their topics.

The Ghost Writer looked at the topics, but glared. "You may search my library. Just don't destroy anything." Stepping back, he allowed the three students in, and closed the door behind them. "If you need help, ask."

The three of them entered the building that seemed like any average library. Sam gasped and Danny couldn't help the smile that appeared at her awestruck glittering eyes. The library shelves stretched floor to ceiling, many more flowed down a singular hallway on both sides.

"Are you sure we'll find what we need?" she asked, still staring, fingers twitching for the closest book.

"Ghost Writer is a collector. It's kinda his job to catalogue and translate the Ghost Zone's history."

"This is gonna take hours!" tucker shouted, raising his arms in the air.

"This is still a library!" Ghost Writer shouted behind them, a stack of scrolls in his hands.

"As much as I would love to be here," Sam began, "we don't have forever to search."

The author ghost just glanced at the three of them before sighing, "Follow me."

He lead them further into the building until a sitting area appeared along with a circular desk with computer and printer. He stopped at a large square desk surrounded by chairs. Motioning for them to hand over their rubrics, he placed them down on the desk. Raising his hands, they've begun to glow, and from the shelves books floated over and stacked neatly on the table. Right next to each rubric, a stack of books laid.

"These are the books that will be of most help." he stopped glowing and walked away with his scrolls to the other desk.

"Might as well get started." Danny stated, getting his notebook out, Sam and Tucker following with varied enthusiasm.

Sam picked up the last book of her stack, an hour already gone. "Ghost Zone Portals and Other Miscellaneous Gateways." the others heard her whisper just loud enough to get their curiosity peaked.

"Guess you found the perfect book." Tucker deadpanned across from her.

"It's a little more than that." she glanced over at Danny who was silently waiting for her to continue. "It's like even portals are still a mystery for them."

"The Fenton portal and Vlad's are the only ones fixed on a single position." he explained, "Going through a random one is a mystery on where or when you're going to be."

"What did you find?" Danny looked over her shoulder, trying to see the page.

"Portals are often circular gateways that exist for a short time when a large amount of energy converge in one area known as a magnetic field. These areas known as Paranormal Hot Spots can be found by flowing waters, during thunderstorms, ingrained aged wood, limestone, and quartz to name a few. Many times the energy from the portal can be influenced by emotional energy of the recently deceased, only the Hot Spots greatly increase the energy. Often times, dolls of deceased children become 'haunted' by an emotional energy that the child possessed at the time of death. See Annabelle,348.

"An unnatural way portals may open, are through mirrors. The portals themselves are access to the flipside of the human realms, a reflection. In this instance, mirrors are a reflection of one selves. See Bela Lugosi's Mirror, 480.

"There is a rumor among the Zone that humans have gained an advantage over the use of ectoplasmic energy of when a portal forms and have attempted to recreate the side effects of rage that returns after a great deal of stress undergoes the host. These rumors have yet to be debunked as myth and lore. Only known as Ecto-pools."

"Ecto-pools?" Danny's eyes narrowed, "So the energy from the portal remained in the pool?"

"Why not follow the rumors?" Tucker asks, as if it's the most obvious solution.

"It's dangerous." Ghost Writer's voice startled the teens, causing them to turn to him, standing next to Sam.

"Why?"

"If a ghost is away from the zone for too long, they'll lose their energy and be stuck with no way back."

Danny's eyes widened in realization.

Ghost Writer nodded at him, a small smile gracing his features. "That's why the Observants don't want the ghosts leaving the Zone without a secure way back."

"Wulf and the Fenton Portal."

"Wait, if ghosts need to return to the Zone to gain energy back than why doesn't Danny?" Tucker tilted his head slightly in askance.

"He's a halfa. His human side regulates it's own energy which transfers to his ghost side."

"Pointdexter had a mirror." mentioned Danny, a little confused.

"It took him a lot of energy to bypass the mirror, which he's still quite a young ghost. It can take quite a bit of power to bypass time, considering that the mirror itself was an older living age than Pointdexter."

"If Danny stayed in the Zone, would he get stronger?" Sam looked away from the book, curious about the answers they never would've gotten before.

"Depending on the amount of time. His power would double compared to normal. This expediated power increase compared to full ghosts is a leading theory behind how he's gotten such a wide variety of powers, and that's based off of visits alone."

"What if we checked the rumors out for you?" She stated, looking back down at the page. "As thanks for letting us in?"

"Where would we start?" Tucker glared over his own opened book.

"We'll start with narrowing down where the most prevalent Hot Spots are." She looked over at him, specifically the device rested beside him. "Your PDA can make it easier."

Tucker stared right back at her, then relented. "Fine." he pulled the PDA into his hands, "List them off again."

"Flowing water, thunderstorms, aged wood, limestone, and quartz."

"You humans don't really need to do this." Ghost Writer tried to reason.

"It's mostly Sam's curiosity." Tucker rolled his eyes. "The question is, how are we getting away with this."

"As soon as we get the answers, we'll figure it out." Danny stated as he wrote down the last of his notes

"Meaning, we're winging it." Sam concluded.

He smiled at her, shrugging. "We should get going though. It's almost curfew."

"The books…"

"I got this." The Ghost Writer assured, "I have a set order I don't need messed up due to rushed human children."

As they climbed into the speeder, partially surprised it was still there, Sam turned to the ghost boy as he settled next to her. "Why didn't you think he would help?"

"Well, the book incident, which he then trapped me in his Christmas story. At that time, all ghosts hold an oath of truce, his 'attack' on me broke it. He was in Walker's prison for a short time."

"He's basically keeping track of the ghost zone's history!"

"It's why he was in there for a short time, a few months, really."

"At least this essay should be a piece of cake now." Tucker added.

(Time Skip)

"I found possible locations." Tucker stated, "I couldn't find any with solid proof."

"We have enough proof of a possible location thanks to a secret group in the Zone, who were nice enough to reach out." the one eyeball explained.

Clockwork shook his head at them as the Observants got closer.

"A place in Saudi Arabia, in a mountain, a fortress carved from stone." the other one finished, "That is all the proof there is, "This group wouldn't specify."

"We get the Infimap from the Far Frozen and get the Ops-jet." Danny stated.

"Without your parents even noticing it's gone?" Sam asked, not seeing any plan of that going well, with their luck.

"Jazz fed them a story about kids going missing in the forest outside of town, set a few ghost in that area, and they should be there for a while."

"Alright, I'm ready." she clapped her hands.

The Observants looked to Danny, "We thank you, young Phantom, for your service, despite our shaky start."

"Get out." Clockwork ordered, ignoring the scoffs of the eyeballs. The Master of Time looked back at Danny, "They will use this as a way to get you to do more tasks for them." he warned.

"This is for Ghost Writer, not them." Danny, raised an eyebrow, but nodded.

"Fancy jet." Sam recognized the second one already parked below.

"Who are they?" Tucker pointed down to the large organized group, then to the four people getting closer, the lead one held something wrapped in a blanket.

Danny pushed a button, revealing a screen that gave them a closer look.

"I hope that's not a body!"

"Let's just get what we're here for." Danny told them as he turned to have the jet landed further away. He transformed and grabbed his two friends, flying directly pass the large group and into the mountain. He rushed his way through the rooms before peering into one to see a pool of water surrounded by stone. "I think this is it." he set them down.

Sam ran over and collected some water into a vial, "The stones are different compared to the rest of the mountain."

Danny and tucker moved next to her to also take a look, but something on the edge of Danny's hearing had him turning. A man gesturing to the room without actually looking in. He quickly grabbed Sam and Tucker and pulled them away instantly making them invisible. Sam hissed at the jerking motion but stopped when she saw the smaller group of people. They walked to the back of the crowd but still stayed close enough to get a good look.

"What are they saying?" Tucker watched as they laid the girl on a suspended platform. A chant of sorts was spoken as she was raised with a rope and pully.

"Not a language I heard before." Danny replied.

"We can't be seen, but we can be heard." Sam hit them both.

The three of them froze when one of the hooded figures shifted to look behind him. Once he turned back around, Danny floated them to the front to get a closer look. Once the girl was fully submerged, the water boiled angrily. Silenced reigned in the chanting as they waited, then instantly the girl launched from the pool and kicked the man closest to the her before landing on the edge of the wall, crouched. Sam gasped, startled, at the ferocity the girl exuded as she scanned the crowed of people. A different man stepped forward, dressed in all black called a name.

"Thea!"

The call seemed to startle the girl, since she began to attack the man down, the people then tried to wrestle her away, but even then she was strong.

"We should go and come back a little latter." Danny whispered.

Thea's attention turned straight to them, stopping her fighting, she found her escape from the people trying to hold her down and launched to them.

Sam tried to warn Danny, who was looing back at the pool, "Look ou-"

Thea's pounce, knocked them to the floor, shocking Danny out of his invisibility, Sam and Tucker groaned at the sting to their backs.

"Who are you?!" someone asked, in the room.

Danny didn't care who it was, just focused on putting up a shield before the girl could attack again. "You guys okay?" he asked his two friends.

"She's acting like a rampaging ghost." Sam realized as she watched her try to claw the barrier away.

Danny looked back, "A weaker one, but she did sense me."

"When one is cornered and hurting, we've seen them before, but most of the time you've just sucked them in the thermos to get them back in the Zone." Tucker glanced down to his PDA, showing the video to Danny and Sam of their first encounter. "But she's alive."

"It's the same way with an animal." Sam whispered, as she eyed the pool, "The book did say that water was a source for energy."

"Pretty sure, that was for flowing water." Danny answered back, "Remember that camp, with Wulf, his portal stayed open because of the waterfall."

"Need to get a closer look." she mumbled, giving Danny a look.

Danny sighed, but nodded, "Hold on." he expanded his shield to push Thea farther back, dropped the barrier and changed powers to freeze Thea's legs to the floor. "I'm not sure how long it'll last."

As Sam made her way over to the pit, someone moved closer to grab her but Danny's quick reflexes with a single ectoblast stopped their movement. Both his hands lit with energy, the toxic green of his eyes brightened, waiting to defend his friends. His change in stance stopped all movement, some looking at him in fear, and one in curiosity. The members draped in black moved toward Thea, and drugged her into unconsciousness, they tried to move her but the ice prevented them. Danny stood straight and moved slowly, eyeing all movements with keeping sight of his friends. Using his powers, he shattered the ice in small pieces, allowing the girl to be taken.

"It's a limestone pit." Sam called, running her fingers over the stone.

"All we need is a thunderstorm." Tucker ticked off a point on his PDA, as he noticed something about Thea being held. "If the pit holds energy, could she become a halfa?"

"I don't think so…" Danny drawled out, "The reason there's two of us, was because of electrified energy. It takes a strong electrical current to fuse the energy to DNA." he stopped and turned to Sam. "Ectoplasm can heal wounds."

Sam smiled, remembering that surprise, then frowned, "So, what, a ghost temporarily forms until she's alive on her own energy?"

"Makes sense." Tucker agreed, "We know that both energy are compatible with each other. Figure one." he pointed to Danny.

All occupants of the room turned to a forming blue portal, and a transparent figure came from it.

"Actually, it forms a temporary entity that controls the mind and actions of the host. Considering, that the host's last thoughts are a traumatized memory, their only instinct is to defend until the host recuperates and the mind stabilize."

"Ghost Writer!" the trio exclaimed, shocked.

"But I thought the Observants wouldn't let you go?" Tucker looked at him as Ghost Writer began to catalogue the place and what he saw.

"They figured that you three will return with information anyway, and the last thing they need is an open portal for travelers to stumble though."

"So, Danny is a bodyguard of sorts." Sam concluded.

Danny himself just looked at them, deadpanning, "I feel used."

"Water in a limestone pit, in Saudi Arabia." Ghost Writer turned to one man, slightly dressed different, "Do you mind telling me where we are?"

Ra's, looked between the four strangers, noting that the white haired boy was glowing but not transparent like the other one was. The goth girl and black boy with the glasses, seemed human enough. "Nanda Parbat."

"Ah, so you must be Ra's al Ghul."

"Who?" Danny questioned, looking at the man.

"He's the leader of the League of Assassins." he gave out not quite caring about the shocked looks around him, "It's fine, they can keep secrets." Ghost Writer stated to Ra's. "Very good with them, actually. Though a few close calls, previously."

Sam grinned, "Assassins? Cool!"

Danny and Tucker both pointed at her, "No."

"One less shallow witch." she hissed.

"She'll get her karma eventually." Danny stated, "Her learning from it, on the other hand…"

"Hah!" she smirked at him, "So you agree."

"Never said I didn't." he countered.

Tucker rolled his eyes, "Lovebirds."

Danny backed away as Sam turned around and lightly punched Tucker in the shoulder.

"Ow." he rubbed his hand over the spot, "That'll leave a mark!"

"Good, it'll be a reminder."

"Children." Ghost Writer called, interrupting them. "I'm actually quite curious, if the group in the Zone has one?"

"There's a group in the GZ?"

"Wait, what does GZ stand for?" a blonde woman asked.

Sam, Danny, and Tucker turned to her, "Ghost Zone."

Felicity stared wide eyed at that, before looking between the four, not wanting to accept it but also trying to at the same time.

"So the group in the Zone…" Sam began, looking towards Ghost Writer.

"They serve their oath."

Sam sighed, realizing she won't be getting anything interesting.

"Phantom, can you get closer?"

Danny began to float and flew over to the pit, "How close?"

Ghost Writer looked up away from the note pad and motioned him to lower, just until the water started to boil, "That's good."

Danny sat crisscross, hovering over the water, and placed his head in his hands as he waited for Ghost Writer to finish.

"I wonder what would happen if you went in?" Tucker looked at him.

"Should ask Vlad on the promise of immortality." Sam grinned.

"There's a couple of possibilities." Ghost Writer stated, himself stopping to think. "It could remove his powers, make him stronger, or even make the waters strong enough to actually open into the Zone."

Sam and Tucker stopped grinning at the idea of Vlad losing his powers, Danny also cringed.

"Let's not, even if the there's a chance of him losing his powers."

Ghost writer stopped and huffed also realizing it.

"Why would that be a problem?" a woman asked holding a bow with a quiver on her back, standing next to Ra's.

"Vlad has blamed my father for years, him getting into contact with assassins wouldn't be ideal." Danny stated, then looked to the other three. "Let's make sure he never finds out about the group in the Zone either." they nodded agreeing.

"The league in the Ghost Zone." Ra's turned to the transparent one.

"They are of the dead, you have no power over them." He stopped the idea before it could be stated. The sound of an alarm ringing could be heard, causing Danny to stumble, and lose some height almost touching the pool then. "Your folks are returning shortly, it's best if we leave now."

Danny, moving back to Sam and Tucker, grabbed them, still easily hovering.

"Still have the Infimap?"

"It's hidden in one of the compartments on the Ops-Jet." Danny confirmed to him.

With that, the four of them left the area, all too keen on just getting home.

(Time Skip)

"Well children, I'm surprised you three were able to get enough information along with many theories and facts to tie them close." Mr. Lancer stated as the trio were given their graded papers back. "Ghost Writers Anonymous, is a source that I had your parents check out." he looked straight to Danny. "They've agreed and approved the site."

Each of them had an A+ on their papers, wide eyed as they realized how much trouble they could've gotten into. As Mr. Lancer left, they released a breath they've been holding.

"I think we just got thanked." Tucker stated as he brought the page up on the computer they were logged onto in the library. "Thanks to many volunteers and researchers who gave their time to find what we needed for our gathered information." he read at the bottom of the page.

"I didn't think we'd get away with it. Not with my parents approving the source." Danny confessed, "There were late nights this last week, I happy to be done with it."

"I ended up finding a copy of the book, under my pillow." Sam smiled as she walked away from them, "And a note telling me not to let Danny destroy it!"

"That was one time!" he shouted back, both boys following the goth out of the school.

This is how above started:

The Lazarus pit has traces of Ectoplasm mixed in the water which causes the sped up healing and revival, causing the violent burst.

A ghost reveals in the GZ that ectoplasm has been gained and used in the past as miracle cure in the human realms. Side effects include violent outbursts, seeing (lesser) spirits, and psychic abilities. Natural reoccurring portals release traces of ectoplasm near elemental sources such as water, which is the easiest way for the two to mix

The Lazarus Pit is used as a healing pool by unknown properties but in some places looks green. It has many names; Midcas Adhibere, Di Immortales Aquas, and Revocata Aquas to name a few. There are an unknown amount that have brought many back to life with violent side effects. In reality, they have formed an entity from the regenerative property known as ecto-plasm that has seeped into the waters. Portals have appeared commonly by flowing waters, limestone or quartz, and a high magnetic fields. Behind the violent side effects is the initial acceptance of which the body takes a temporary ectoplasmic entity. This entity sees only what the host witnessed, tragic death equals violent outburst. Under great stress, the entity can revive of which causes confusion with emotional outbursts for often times no reason, humans know this as insanity.

When the trio is together, I can't help but put some humor with them. At least it's better than Teamwork. Should that be scrapped or fixed? Let me know...