Death's Doorstep

Rating: K+

Pairings: Hints of DannyxSam if you squint

Ages: Danny, Sam, Tucker are 15

Summary: Ghosts are supposed to be dead and somewhat distant to whatever human emotions they still harbor, not alive and expressive like any young teen. They don't want to recruit a kid, but they've seen the videos, the fights, the power. They need him.

Extra Notes: A piece requested by MyLittleAngelxxx. Also FowlFanKid13: Wanted a blurb to be exactly 1,234 words. In microsoft it stated this story was that long(minus the AN/Heading here), but the Doc Manager says otherwise. I'ma go with microsoft for simplicity's sake. I hope that's alright.

A two for one deal!


"This is… odd." Barton expressed as he and Black Widow watched everything play out from the shadows.

Both agents still weren't sure what they were expecting when they had been told to go to Amity Park and find a ghost. At first, Natasha had made the mistake that Fury had meant a retired soldier kind of ghost, but no, the man had meant actual, ghostbusters, green-skinned, ectoplasmic beings, ghosts.

Widow watched emotionlessly as people ran and glass rained down on the street. Moments later, Danny Phantom, the ghost they had come to speak with, shot back out of the glass window and building wall he'd been thrown through and tackled the large green blob monster of a ghost. The beast let out a surprised and enraged wail before it crashed against the ground and stilled. Phantom took the moment to suck the ghost into a strange device before taking in a few breaths as if he was tired.

Wait. Breaths?

The two agents watched the ghost float away, teetering a bit and not flying perfectly straight. He vanished from the spectrum and Natasha heard Barton hum.

"What?"

"I can still see him with the thermal imaging… how weird."

"Well he should be at least a bit colder than the air…"

"He's warmer for some reason."

"Ghosts can use fire or ice elemental abilities. That's not too strange."

"Yeah I guess… He's just so warm though."

"Let's follow."

"Right."

The two slunk back into the shadows of the alleyways and made their way to where they'd seen Phantom vanish. Both Natasha and Barton froze when they heard voices.

"I know Danny…"

"AH!"

"Sssshhh…"

"Stupid window…"

"I think concrete would've been kinder to you."

"Shut-up, Tuck."

"I actually have to agree with Tucker, Sam. That glass-AH!"

"Sorry. Danny, Ssssh alright? You're bleeding a lot. I think it might have nicked something important."

The two agents grew concerned and peeked around the corner. They were surprised to see two teens crowded around a third wounded teen with blood on their own hands. The one on the ground was starting to look pale.

"Tucker what are we going to do!? We can't take him to the hospital!"

"I uh… I-"

"Guys, it's alright-"

"No it's not! You're bleeding out!"

"Ssssh…" the bleeding boy hushed softly. "Get the ectoplasmic core from your blaster and pour it on the wound."

"Oh! It'll speed up the process!" The girl, probably Sam frowned. "That'll really hurt though Danny… neutral ectoplasm doesn't easily mix with irradiated ectoplasm from the blaster's core."

"I know. But it's either that or die all the way."

Sam nodded and pulled out a silver and green weapon, before taking out strange green glowing tube. There was a pop when she snapped it open and then brightly glowing green goop fell onto the boy's leg, sizzling. The agents saw the kid clench his teeth like what seemed to be agony.

The boy then seemed to relax as a ring of light passed over his body, and to the agents complete surprise, he turned into Phantom. After another moment he changed back.

"Danny! It's sealed up."

"Phew. I thought I was going to have to search for a best friend replacement."

"Gee, thanks for the love, Tuck."

The boy was looking more healthy, the flush of life having been returned to his face. The large gash that had been the worst of his injuries was mostly closed up.

Natasha and Barton exchanged a looked before showing themselves.

"Well, at least we have a better idea of what we're dealing with here…" Natasha spoke. The three teens' eyes grew large in panic and Danny tried to pull himself up only to fall back to the ground uselessly. He was still too wiped to move. His two friends jumped in front of him and put on fairly intimidating faces for being no more than fifteen.

"You won't touch him!" Sam declared.

Tucker nodded and gave them both a harsh look.

"Guys…" Danny muttered worriedly, still trying to stand.

"Easy now. Let's just talk, alright? We're agents in S.H.I.E.L.D-"

Tucker blinked and then let his arms drop. "Oh. That's right, the secret grou-aaaaahhhhh…" Tucker trailed off while both agents gave the african-american teen a sharp look.

"Tucker, I swear if your the reason these people showed up and happen to find out Danny's secret I will personally strangle you."

"Wait! I was just curious and I didn't look at much! I'm a comic book lover and when I thought there was a chance there would be real live heroes working together I didn't think straight after that!"

Danny blinked. "Tucker, what on earth are you talking about? There's other heroes beside me, so what?"

"I know but… well…" Tucker glanced nervously at the agents.

"Right, later…"

"We came to talk to you Phantom."

"Oh… What about."

"The possibly of joining the Avengers initiative."

Tucker shouted suddenly. "No way! THAT'S WHY THEY'RE HERE!? DANNY SAY YES!"

Sam glared at Tucker but the star-struck lad didn't notice.

Danny looked at the agents. "What is this Avengers thing?"

"We'd like to speak with you alo-"

"No." Sam stated firmly. "Getting him alone while he's wiped out is like villain 101. Wherever he goes, we go."

Barton smirked and Natasha looked like she wanted to punch something.

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"Well this is a bit of a problem…" Coulson murmured as he looked at the three teens in the office room. Fury was rubbing his head while Barton and Natasha simply stood at attention on either side of the desk. Everyone was currently in the helicarrier, having a staring contest.

"So Danny Phantom is actually a pre-pubescent teen?" Fury asked.

Danny yelped. "Hey! I'm totally going through puBERty." Danny flushed a bright red and snapped his mouth closed.

"A pre-pubescent teen with ghost powers." Tucker explained with a shrug.

Fury groaned. "A minor…"

Danny furrowed his brow. "I don't know legalities much…"

Suddenly, Fury seemed to be struck by a thought. "You're a ghost by law though…"

"Director?" Coulson asked nervously. Barton seemed a bit upset and Natasha merely frowned.

Sam seemed to catch on. "He isn't a weapon to point and aim with. I don't care what the laws say. Their biased and wrong."

Danny frowned and placed his hand on Sam's. "Easy Sam…"

"But…"

"You haven't told your parents yet, right?" Fury asked, breaking up the moment.

Danny looked up in surprise.

"We know they're ghost hunters from our research. The rest is a logical jump."

Danny sighed. "No sir. They don't. I guess I'm afraid for my safety and theirs. They'd possibly want to help me fight my enemies and they'd get hurt…"

Barton's face softened.

"I see. Do you think you could be ready to tell them if something world-endangering came up?"

"Well I… yeah… I guess I would."

"Would you join the Avengers initiative?"

Danny looked at his two friends and they merely shrugged. He knew they had his back no matter what he chose. He looked back at Fury. "This is only for really serious threats, right?"

"Correct, Mr. Fenton. Only if the entire world is as risk."

Danny let out a breath and nodded, determination in his eyes like some of the agents hadn't seen in a while. "You can call me up if something happens. I'll come."