So, here's the request for nightmaster000. A Danny Phantom and Powerpuff Girls Doujinshi crossover. That's right, Powerpuff girls. Once again, nightmaster000, this isn't as dark as I think you wanted it and the fights I write aren't the best. But I fixed it up to better fit what you told me and now here it is!
It's also a kinda open ended so you can imagine it going in whatever direction you want it to go. And for anyone who wants to send in a request, either please wait for awhile to send it in or you'll have to be patient and wait till I can get to it. Which won't be for awhile. To the ones who is still waiting for their's to be posted, they will be posted before December. That much I can tell you.
I don't own Danny Phantom or PPGD.
Danny grimaced as he walked out of the main office. After the Nasty Burger exploded he moved to a little town called Megaville, he could faintly remember that Tucker had stayed there for awhile, and while it wasn't quite like Amity, it was protected enough to keep his core stable. He didn't have to fight here. Everyone stayed safe because of the heroes that were already here. So, that was a pro.
The con?
He still had to go to school.
Yay... he'd rather fight Boxy, honestly. But, he didn't want any attention while he stayed here, so he had to go.
He had just been given a bunch of papers to look over and sign, then he could go to his first class tomorrow. Danny jumped down the stairs and slid out of the doors. Pausing and breathing in the clean-ish air, he broke into a slow jog. Ah, freedom before he has to go and be around a bunch of sweaty teens. Ignoring the fact that he was also a teen.
As he was heading towards home he heard a man's voice and paused.
"'Ey girly, ya lost? Need a ride?"
Danny glanced down a alleyway and sighed. Because, while the heroes protected everyone from the bigger threats, they couldn't be everywhere at once. He stuck his head around the corner and hummed slightly. He didn't have to fight, to go down there, but he's kinda tense so a fight would rather nice right now. Not that the wanna-be thugs would be a real fight.
"Which is a shame." He thought.
At least he's gonna have a bit of fun.
There were four guys circled around a girl with white hair. I didn't really think that was weird - hello ghost half! - but the girl was human and that was what was weird. She could've just dyed it that color, I don't know. The girl had white hair that was held back with a black headband and her eyes looked white as well. (Again, she was human as far as I knew.) And she was wearing a short white dress with a black belt, white socks that went above the knee, and black heeled shoes.
She also looked about eleven.
She frowned and answered the man who spoke, "No, I'm not lost. Now get out of my way."
Oh, that's just going to rile the idiots up more.
Thug two laughed, "I thinks you ares, little girly. We knows this part of town betters then anyones. Don't we Charlie!"
"That's right, so, come on, let us show you around and we'll have a bit of fun." He moved closer.
Alright, that's my cue. Glancing to the side I spotted a old, rusted pipe. I picked it up, stepped into the ally, and swung it like it was a bat. The crack that echoed as it struck the idiot's head made the others jump. The sound as he dropped to the ground had a grin pulling at my lips. I rested the pipe on my shoulder and waved, "Hey. What's up?"
"Oi! What you do that for?!" Oh, look, thug three finally spoke!
I hummed and spun the pipe, their eyes kept flickering towards it, "Why didn't I do before now is the question. You're all idiots and maybe a good smack will turn you into, oh, I don't know, someone smarter?"
I didn't get a reply as Thug two charged.
I grinned.
Stepping to the side I stuck my arm out and hit him in the throat. He went down choking. I stomped on his ribs once, twice, three times before Thug four flicked out a knife and lunged. My free hand came up and snatched it out of his grip while I brought the pipe down on his head.
CRACK!
Oh, that did not sound good.
I tossed the knife into the trashcan next to me, I didn't need it.
Thugs one and three faltered for a second and then Thug one snarled. "You bastard! I'll fucking kill you!"
I swung the pipe and hit him in the ribs. Grunting, he wrapped his arms around it and smirked. I snapped my other hand up and struck him in the cheek, then again in the nose. The man howled in pain and stumbled backwards clutching his face. Blood dripped between his fingers and I smirked, bouncing lightly in place. I darted forwards and slammed the guy into the wall, pulled him away then slammed him into it again. And then again. And again till he passed out.
I glanced over to the girl.
Apparently, she had been leaning against the wall and watched me. Not run away like a smart person would do. She didn't even look shocked or scared, if anything she looked amused.
Why did I have to save the weirdest people?
Thug three stared at his his friends and looked back up at me. He gaped... and then spun around and ran like there were hell-hounds on his tail. I watched him go for a little bit before turning back towards the girl.
"Hey, are you alright?"
She pushed off the wall and stood in front of me. I just realized how small she is, that or I'm just actually pretty tall. like, she had to tilt her head back pretty far to look me in the eyes.
"I am and I didn't need your help. I could've beaten those morons easily. Who do you are? A little hero?"
My voice turned sharp, "I'm not a hero."
She paused and looked at me for a second before she started walking out of the ally. She tossed over her shoulder, "My names Bell, don't forget it."
I raised a eyebrow, "Well, okay then. Strange girl."
I glanced at my watch and cursed, there was movie I wanted to watch before I had to go to a job interview. Now I only had three minutes.
Fuck me.
School is hell.
Absolutely hell of the highest order.
The day was almost over now, though, and I did meet some cool people. So, it wasn't all bad I guess. It was a free period for me right now, so I was outside as far away from the school as I could be.
It was peaceful, quiet.
Of course something had to ruin it. Or, to be more accurate, somebody.
A girl wearing a short white dress with long, white hair fell out of the sky and landed in front of me. The ground shook ever so slightly. Three girls wearing similar dresses and a boy wearing a lab coat landed not too long after.
None of them looked to be over thirteen.
"Bell! What are you doing here?" the girl in the pink dress yelled.
Bell. bell, why does that sound familiar?
I looked at the white haired girl and frowned.
Oh.
Oh.
I snapped my fingers and pointed at Bell, "You're the girl I saved from those thugs, aren't you?"
The girl with black hair and wearing the green dress tripped over her feet, "You what!?"
Bell ignored them and smiled at me, I felt a bit unsettled at the sight of it. Like, no, don't smile at me like that. It's creepy. She hummed, "So, you do remember me."
I raised an eyebrow, "Kinda hard to forget someone with white hair, don't you think?"
"I want you to join my father's group."
"Ah, okay? What is hi-" She interrupted me.
"And to be my boyfriend."
What?
The other four made various sounds of shock and confusion. I just gaped. For the first time in a long time I felt actual shock.
I wheezed, "I'm like fifteen. You're eleven."
"So?"
I threw my hands into the air, "We don't even know each other! I don't even know what 'group' you're talking about is!"
She straighten her back, "It's a group that was made to kill the Powerpuff Girls and take over the world." she pointed at the girls.
What.
The.
Fuck.
There's a kid who wants to kill other kids. There's her father who wants to kill some kids.
Why is it always me who has to handle these crazies? Why me?