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Guest: The origins of her powers are actually on her profile on my DeviantArt, but I can explain it here for people who don't follow me there. Emma and Mikael's powers are similar to the Danny Phantom Powers but not the same ones as before. She's down to flight, transformation, intangibility, invisibility, and ghost blasts. However, the ghost blasts are very energy draining; they're the last resort power for if she has no alternative. Also, her personality does a complete flip-flop when she transforms, so if she's out of character during fights, that's why. Mikael, on the other hand, has more communicative powers, his being seeing and hearing spirits, and occasionally sensing them. Emma does not have that power, and thus, she needs her brother to tell her exactly where to hit when they're on a job.
Now, as for why the League only wanted Emma... they actually did want both, but it was a loyalty test to make sure he could handle himself. He's going to get some more powers; just give it time.
Um... I'll think about it for shipping. The majority of this story is probably going to be character building for the Danielson twins.
Also, the mentor for the twins will be revealed in this chap. He's not really 'ghostly', but he is well-versed in the supernatural. Here's hoping this character will be a good fit for them. He normally wouldn't be the 'mentor' type, but let's say that he owes the League a few favors.
Oh, and the bullying thing has an explanation too. They aren't bullied for being nerds. In fact, Emma is the only one of the pair that gets bullied. Emma is incredibly shy and a total doormat, making her an easy target. Her brother just ends up in the middle of it trying to protect her.
nightmareonholoween: I'm glad you enjoy it. :)
fantasy.92: Sorry, the update took so long... he...
Guest 2: Sorry this update took so long; I got majorly sidetracked.
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July 12
"Okay, Bats, why are we out in the middle of nowhere when we should likely be training to catch up with the others?" Mikael demanded with his arms crossed from the backseat of the Batplane next to his sister. He was doing everything he could to not go full on fanboy. After all, he'd looked up to the Bat for years! However, he was able to mask his true feelings behind the one thing he knew better than the Zelda timelines: teenaged attitude.
"You two might have a handle on your abilities, but the person we're going to see can help you fine tune your skills; he's an expert in the supernatural," Batman said simply, landing the plane.
Once the trio made it out, Batman looked towards the empty space on the hill they were on top of. "House? I need to call in some of those favors that John owes me and the rest of the League."
In a bright flash of light, the teens could only stare as a lovely old house appeared on the hill, and a tall, blonde man in a tan coat stepped out, walking down and over to the Dark Knight. "Alright, Bats, talk; what the bloody hell is this about? Who're the kids?"
Batman simply narrowed his eyes. "John Constantine, these are the Danielson twins; Mikael and Emma.," he explained, gesturing to the pair of brunettes just to the side of him. "Their powers are supernatural in origin, so I'm calling in those favors and asking you to train them."
"Oh, hell no! Come on, Bats, you know I don't do kids," the blonde said firmly.
"They're teenagers."
"Even worse!"
"John... They have the Ghost Touch."
The blonde's eyes nearly popped out of his head as he turned to stare at the pair of brunettes. His gaze moved back and forth between Batman and the twins for a while before he said, "Bats, are you bloody serious?" Seeing a confirming nod, the man rubbed a hand down his face in frustration, cursing under his breath. "... Fine, fine, I'll train them, but only because I owe ya." John now looked to the twins. "Come on in; we've got a lot of work to do before the two of you are combat ready."
Emma shared a look with her brother before they followed him inside.
They both had to admit that the house looked pretty great from the inside. It was definitely more than their own family could afford, but it wasn't extravagant either. It was actually pretty homey.
They were brought back to reality when John cleared his throat, having Mikael sit down with some spell books. Emma, meanwhile, was taken to the side to work on combat skills.
She fell flat on her back in ten seconds.
"Bloody Hell, who taught you two about your powers? They must've been a bloody moron; how are you two not dead yet with all the ghosts you've apparently fought?" the English man demanded, throwing his hands in the air.
"Nobody taught us how to use them," Mikael said simply. "We learned about them from the doctor out parents took us to when we first started exhibiting signs of the Ghost Touch, but he had a heart attack and died the day that we were supposed to start our training. He comes to chat every once in a while, but he says it's impossible to teach the kinds of things we're supposed to learn from a dead person."
"Well, he's right about that, but still! Did you never think to look into magic instead of just making salt pellets for a BB gun or searching for iron knives?" the blonde demanded.
"To be fair, he did try; he just couldn't find any spells that weren't fake," Spirit shrugged, having taken over for Emma.
"And what's your excuse? How come your combat skills are absolute rubbish?"
"Easy; Emmy ain't a combat person, and she rarely changes into me unless it's necessary."
John Constantine decided right there that he would never owe a debt to the Bat or the League ever again; he can't afford the combination of liquor and therapy bills.
"Ah, there ya go. Now, remember, you need to say it as clear as possible, or it'll either backfire and I deal with an angry Batman, or it'll just fizzle out; coin toss on which one, admittedly," John said honestly.
"And you're only telling me this now that I've got the right runes up why?!" Mikael exclaimed, eyes suddenly wide.
"It gives you the incentive to not fail, now cast the spell," the blonde said firmly.
Mikael groaned, but he'd come this far and he wasn't' about to just give up! Taking a deep breath, he uttered the incantation quickly but precisely, managing to hit the target with a big smile. "Yes!"
"Not bad for a beginner. You two aren't as incapable as you seem," the blonde said simply. That was probably the closest thing to a 'good job' the twins were going to get. It had taken time, but they'd figured out that Mikael's problems with magic were due to his roots. Emma and Mikael were both Scandinavian and drew in from the roots of various Scandinavian countries, such as Switzerland and Norway. Thus, they'd turned to magic based around Nordic runes, and Mikael had gotten accustomed to it rather quickly. John wouldn't admit it, but the kid was actually pretty good at this.
Spirit, at the same time, had learned rather quickly how to fight and use her blasts properly, even able to place some of the energy from those blasts into objects so that she could fight without using too much power at once.
All in all, it'd been a pretty productive day so far.
John checked the time and sighed. "Alright, Bats said your folks wanted you home for dinner, and it's getting late. House, you mind popping us over to Fawcett City for these two?"
After a bright flash of light, John opens the door to reveal that they're just above the suburban area. "Can you two make it home from here? I don't wanna deal with any problems you accidentally cause if you get lost."
"We'll be fine; we're actually just a couple streets from our apartment building," Mikael admitted.
Spirit nodded as well, taking her brother's hand and flying him home.
John chuckled as he watched them fly off, closing the door behind them.
"Those two are screwed."
Okay, this ending isn't my best, but I couldn't figure out how else to end this chapter without it looking weird. And I know I kinda went back on my whole 'update once a week or month' deal, but... I made that deal before I discovered Ace Attorney and Persona and became obsessed with completing each of the games, so... yeah.
Anyways, I do hope to update as often as I can; I'm just having a hard time figuring out how to write these two.