GOOD DAY ALL. I BRING TIDINGS OF GREAT HOLIDAY CHEER.
SO MUCH CHEER.
LIKE, ALL OF THE CHEER.
...all of it.
Had to transcribe a bit of the actual episode. If you remember it well, great- just skim over it until you come to bits you don't know. Otherwise, you might want to read it all for the little bits I've changed, which warrant transcribing so much of it.
"Hey guys." Sam said from her seat in the row behind them as Tucker and Danny made their way into the seats right in front of her.
"My, you're awfully chipper today." Danny groaned.
She smirked. "Well, I did learn how a sorceress-in-training is supposed to meditate and find her magic last night…"
Danny harrumphed into his seat, while Tuck looked impressed. "That is pretty cool. Now what's wrong with you, doctor grumpy-pants?"
The half-ghost gave his friend a deadpan look for the horrible name. "Well, mom decided since I'd been alone in the house with two girls my own age now, that it was about time I got The Talk."
"Ooh, ouch dude." Tuck said, flopping back into his seat. "My folks just handed me some library books and told me to ask any questions I still had after reading them."
"I would've loved that. Why don't our parents talk more?" Danny demanded.
Tuck just laughed. "Dude, I dunno. What about you, Sam?"
She smiled and leaned on the seat in front of hers, which happened to be Tucker's. She could've gone into horrible detail his young male mind just wouldn't be able to handle, but she decided to spare him his fallacy with the feminine sex just this once. "My grandma cornered me with a plate of fresh cookies and said I could have eeevery one of them if I sat there and took my Talk like a good little woman." She snorted at their awed looks and smiled. "I love my gramma."
As the assembly came together properly and settled in, their English teacher took the podium and started a slide show. "Your future is not carved in stone, people, but it may be carved… with a number two pencil."
"Oh please…" Sam and Tucker muttered, only to be shushed by Danny, citing it as important.
"As most of you have probably forgotten, you will be taking the Career Aptitude Test on Saturday."
A voice behind them chuckled something about 'Caturday'.
"Do well," Mr. Lancer continued, motioning to Jazz seated far to his right. "Like, Ms. Fenton here, who got-"
"-the highest score in the history of the C.A.T." Danny muttered along with him. He'd heard it often enough since she took the damn test.
"-And a successful future will be assured." The teacher continued cheerfully before his tone and features hardened as he looked to his left. "Fail, like Irving 'Third Degree' Burns here, who got the lowest score in the history of the C.A.T…. And you will be doomed to a career," The slide ticked over ominously while he continued with slow, spiteful words. "-At the Nasty Burger."
"Hay!" The student whined, standing to defend his position. "Working at Nasty Burger takes brains, yanno?" He walked up to the edge of the stage, pleading for the attention of the audience. "if those forty-two nasty secret herbs and spices in our Nasty Sauce become overheated, it could cause an explosion that could take out a whole city block!" None were moved as he stood waiting. "Oh, who'm I kidding? My life is over." He muttered dismally as he left the stage.
Everyone watched him go before Lancer held up a packet. "These aren't just the answers to the test. They're… the answers to your future… So study." He said, putting it in a briefcase before handcuffing it to himself. "And remember- It's your future. Do you want fries with it?"
As he left the stage, Tucker saw Danny's head fall into his hands. "Dude, you okay?"
"First The Talk, and now this… Worst. Week. Ever." He groaned, and left with the first few students out.
"Wow… he seems really out of it." He muttered as he watched his friend go. "You think we should help him study or something?"
Sam scoffed. "He's got Jazz to help with that, he's just taking this all way too seriously."
"I hope you're right… Hey, you wanna go see if Cyborg's still at Danny's after class? He promised me a game of Doomed later today." He smiled cheerfully.
She shook her head. "Raven said they're going to check out the town today. All they really did yesterday was hit up the mall, police station and the Fenton's."
"Oh…" He groaned as they finally got up and started walking. "So what did you think of Raven, anyway?"
A sigh. "She seems really… dark. Secluded, and not in a good way… But I think we're bonding a little."
He nodded, tapping something out on his PDA. "Yeah, they're going to be busy most of today. Darn it."
Sam Snorted. "You're in contact with him? Why'd you ask me, then?"
"…Sake of conversation?"
(*)
Cyborg sighed as he looked down at his half-eaten burger. "I still don't know how we couldn't have any new leads yet…"
Another french fry disappeared under a blue hood. "Maybe we're not looking for 'leads'."
"Then what are we looking for?" He asked, taking another bite. "And- are we sure this is the most popular food place in town? This meat tastes a little funny…"
Her eyes tracked it as it floated up out of his hands, the fry in her fingers tugging itself free to follow it out the door. "…this is what you get for wishing something interesting would happen." She deadpanned.
"That was an hour ago!" He yelled as he shot to his feet and stomped his way outside.
She rolled her eyes at his antics and chose to glance around instead. The crowd seemed to be milling about for the most part, muttering anxiously amongst themselves. It struck her as odd, so she watched them. …right up until Danny Phantom phased through the roof, crashing into her table as she sat there.
"Well, this is awkward." She muttered, barely audible over the screeching of the crowd as they fled out the door. "We really should stop meeting like this, Danny."
He couldn't help but chuckle. Her monotone was perfect for deadpan humor. "Just don't go 'damsel in distress' on me. We've already met our cliché quota for the week."
She hummed quietly, not sure whether to me amused or insulted as they both rose into the air opposite a ghost that just became visible. The three waited for a moment, eyeing each other while the manager ranted about workers leaving the Nasty Sauce unguarded.
Danny's eyebrows shot up. "Distract her, would you?"
Raven's eyes rolled as she encased the little ghost girl's overalls in black energy. Of course, she released her hold to create a shield when she came under attack from various sauce packets. She was the distraction, after all.
"Hey Boxed Lunch!" Danny called, causing the girl to turn as an ectoplasmically charged sauce packet struck her hat. "Beware!" He squeaked, firing a thin beam into it.
Raven, unsure what his plan might be, floated to his side just as he gasped and grabbed her by the shoulders.
She wasn't quite sure what to think when the boy she'd just started getting to know decided to hug her to his chest protectively. It wasn't a terribly bad thing, despite her aversion to physical contact… she'd need to get better about it eventually, even if she never came to like being touched. She had a moment to contemplate the embrace, strong and firm, but not overly inappropriate. His arms were around her shoulders and upper back, and she disliked her breasts pressing into his chest, but that was the nature of such things as a protective embrace. The question was, what was he protecting her from?
…then a strange feeling flowed through her body, and something exploded.
Danny's mindset was somewhat simpler. He saw something about to explode, grabbed his new ally, and phased them both intangible. It was only after they'd been blown through the wall by overt concussive force that he realized there were boobies pressed against him. Somewhat late in the experience to enjoy it, as he brought them back into tangibility and he struck the ground.
Someone shouted an obscure book reference, and everyone began to scatter.
"Danny? Raven…?" Sam asked tentatively.
It was then they realized she was still lying on top of him, and Raven leapt away as he jumped to his feet. Both were blushing furiously.
"Dude, you okay?" Was Tucker's addition to the situation. "Who was that ghost you were fighting?"
"That was Box Lunch… daughter of the Box Ghost and the Lunch Lady." Danny replied in an amused tone.
"Yikes." The two other local teens mused.
"Actually, it's more of an 'eww'…" The half-ghost retorted.
Raven quirked an eyebrow. "Ghosts can progenate?"
"Apparently!" Danny roared, throwing his arms up into the air for emphasis.
Tucker bent down to pick something up as Cyborg made his way over to them. "So much for 'containing the panicked masses'… got trampled and caught outside for nothing. What happened in there?"
"He hugged me." Raven stated, without offering any other explanation.
"Ahh…" The other Titan grunted, as if that explained everything. Now he definitely wasn't going back in there… no telling how many pieces Raven left this mysterious 'he' in after an explosion like that.
They all noticed something shiny that was thrust between them. "I found this on the ground. …Clue?" Tuck asked. It was an odd gear-shaped medallion. Danny reached forward to grab it when he felt an odd squelching sensation on his back.
"You guys are a mess, and we probably need to talk to the authorities. Head home and get cleaned up. We'll follow later." Raven stated blandly as she moved to leave, taking the medallion with her. It was evidence, after all.
"Here man, this was stuck to your back." Cyborg said, holding out a condiment-covered folder to Danny.
"Uhh, thanks…" The boy muttered as he took it. The three turned to head home when the half-ghost froze.
Sam stopped and turned back when she noticed there were only two of them. "Danny?"
"The answers to the C.A.T.s…" He mumbled, awestruck. For a moment, his friends just watched, wondering both how the answers came to be there, and what their friend's reaction would be.
"Hello, great future!" He suddenly exclaimed, jumping up and cheering his own pre-emptive victory.
"You're not actually thinking of peeking at the answers, are you?" Tucker asked quickly.
He scoffed. "Of course I am," Turning to look at them while he turned back into his human form, he added, "Aren't you?"
A long, drawn-out sigh from his oldest friend set Danny on edge. "I don't know. Let's just get back home and…" He then made note of the fact that the half-ghost's transformation had rendered him virtually immaculate. "Well, we'll get cleaned off. Later, Danny."
He waved as the two of them left, Sam shooting him a sad glance over her shoulder before jogging to catch up to Tucker. With a sigh, he started his long walk home.
(*)
It was a while after he'd gotten home that the two Titans had arrived, Raven talking to his parents and sister about having a place to stay just in case, before she left. Something about a potential problem with the Mansons, he hadn't listened closely enough to catch it. After the house had settled down again, he made his way up to his father's lab, which was serving as Cyborg's temporary room.
When he entered, he caught the larger teen tinkering on what was obviously one of his dad's pieces of anti-ghost gear. With the casual way he'd dismissed Danny's presence in the room, he had to assume the cybernetic man had asked permission first.
"Uhh, you busy? I had something I wanted to ask, but my parents aren't helpful with most things, and my sister'd probably go nosy control freak on me…"
He saw the older teen's dark skin wince as the rest of his body shuddered. "No one wants any lady to go Control Freak… trust me, I've met the guy." The way he'd started laughing at some inside joke caused Danny to chuckle too. …must've been one of their villains or something.
"Heh, it helps to have another guy to talk to about it, too…" He'd meant past experiences with Sam and Jazz when he'd said it, but it still caused a smile to break out on the older teen.
"Hey, I may not be the best to ask about lady troubles. Way back when, the ladies used to love me. Not so much these days. Some girls just can't dig the chassis." He tapped his hand to his chest, eliciting a metal 'clank'. The way he said it, it sounded like an old pain he'd simply grown used to…
Danny choked a little, before he grinned himself. "It's not a girl thing I need help with. I was just sort of wondering… have you ever cheated on anything? ...like a test?" He had no idea why he thought he should ask a superhero about this, but Tuck and Sam's reactions from earlier were still bugging him. Like he'd said, no one else in the house was a good idea to ask…
Cyborg's hand stilled where it was about to prod back into the mechanics of the ecto-cannon. The tool he held shifted as the teen stared at it for a bit, rolling it between his fingers in thought. Eventually, he sighed and set down the fancy screw-driver. "Nope. Can't say I have. Then again, I never needed to cheat on anything that really mattered. Why do you ask?" Danny could see the red eye re-focus on him as the human eye met his stare. It was cold and calculating, but not overtly judgmental. He'd hear him out.
"Well, I was just wondering… what makes it wrong, and when is it really a bad thing… your opinion of it, I guess." That could have gone better. Why did he always stutter over his words when it mattered? He'd already caught the human eye narrowing just barely…
"You're right, I guess." Cyborg said as he snatched up the tool, jamming it into the machine. "Sometimes a little white lie isn't bad. Victimless crimes aren't hurting anyone, you'd think." Danny watched as the older teen's fingers and tools seemed to dance over the machine with a delicacy and precision he wouldn't've thought those large hands capable of. Wires were popped out and replaced, screws and bolts were loosened to replace capacitors and conduits, the power cells were inspected, partially dismantled, reassembled and replaced… it was a graceful ballet, each motion performing a task or function, no energy wasted or lost. "Just know that when you cheat, that's it. You've done bad, and you can't take it back. And not only that, but you're lying about how smart or skilled you are, so it'll just make people expect more out of you later."
Danny's eyes stayed glued until the last outer panel was replaced, the power turned on, and a 'fizzle-pop' preceded smoke dribbling out the gun's barrel. Cyborg harrumphed at the machine, but didn't seem irritated. After a moment, he chuckled. "I'm not your dad, kid… or your mom, or big brother. I'm not going to tell you not to do something bad, but just think about it, and the consequences it could have before you decide what to do."
The half-ghost nodded, contemplating everything he'd seen and heard in his visit. "Thanks. I've… got some thinking to do."
A smile and a nod let him know he was dismissed, and he headed back to his room. It was a slow walk while he thought, and took him almost two minutes to get there. Cyborg, still sitting and seemingly staring at the cannon, watched with his red eye as the boy's heat signature settled two floors down. His human eye closed sadly. "Maybe I'll just copy a few of the answers…" He heard, before shutting down the amplification to his hearing.
Shaking his head sadly, he returned to dismantling, reassembling, and attempting to repair the anti-ghost weapon. 'Not my business.' He thought with a sigh. 'All I can do here is give advice. It's his choice to follow it or not.'
The hero doesn't get to pick the villains- they just take them down when they cross the line.
'Dammit, I'm starting to sound like Robin…'
(*)
The three friends were sitting, studying the ghost amulet as Tucker tried to hack into it. Who knew it was a piece of technology? Raven had gotten it back after the local authorities found nothing useful on it, and had regrettably returned it to the Titan in lieu of the Guys in White, who would've taken it and never given them any word back on it whatsoever. It then found its way into Sam's hands, who promised to hand it over to Cyborg after Tucker'd had a look at it. It was he who'd found it, after all.
"I can't seem to hack into it… it's really high-tech." Their technophile friend stated.
"Yeah, like it's from the future or something…" Sam added, staring at it.
Danny got up and grabbed his backpack. "Well, speaking of futures, I guess it's time I started preparing for mine…" He said, almost… reluctantly.
"You mean you're going to cheat?" Sam asked angrily.
"I didn't say cheat…" He countered.
"You didn't say not cheat." Tucker added accusingly.
He sighed, running his hand over his forehead. "Guys, come on- I would've loved to have spent the last month studying, but I was busy saving the town from ghosts. I think I've earned a few concessions for my heroics." They shared a look. Danny didn't like that look. "Besides, if this test is no big deal, why does it even matter if I cheat? I'm not even going to copy all the answers… just enough to get by at least average. Name one reason I shouldn't do that." They were silent, but their sad looks told him more than he wanted to know. "No answer, huh?" He pulled the packet of answers from his backpack. "More than enough answer for me."
Even though he said it, he still hesitated with his hand at the seal. Was this really what he wanted? He steeled himself and tore the seal.
A wave of blue mist gushed from his mouth as a ghostly figure materialized in the room. Sam and Tuck sighed before pretending, badly, to scream in fear.
Danny transformed and flung himself at the enemy- a suit of high-tech armor crowned with an over-the-top flaming head. All this, from the torso down was floating on a ghostly tail, and an odd porthole seemed to be placed directly in the center of the chest, with a second face. It was all rather disturbing, he noted, before the thing swatted him out of the air and into a wall before he could land a blow.
"Who're you supposed to be?" The ghost-boy asked irately.
The thing floated closer and grinned. "I am Skulk-Tech nine-point-nine. The future ghost-world's greatest hunter!" The flaming head replied.
"With its greatest techno-villain as his operating system." The face on the chest added.
Danny blinked, boggled by their words. "Skulker and Technus, together?"
"Is that an eww, or a yikes?" Tucker asked, perplexed.
Seven clawed mechanical tentacles suddenly sprouted from the back of the amalgamation.
"Definitely a yikes." Danny said as he dodged one of the claws and went intangible, grabbing his friends on his way through the wall. "Get the Titans. GO!" He told them sternly, before phasing back through the wall.
The two shared a glance before they parted- Tucker running upstairs, and Sam traversing the downward stairs a third the flight per bound.
Danny glared at the ghost, peripherally taking in the damage to his room. He'd have to fix it all again! Two claws shot towards him, and he leapt to the side. As he struck the ground, he rolled to the side just as another nearly impaled him. This time a beam of energy followed two of the claws. He went intangible as he finished his roll, leaping into the air. "What do you want with me!" He yelled, returning fire and summarily being forced into evasive maneuvers.
A metal tendril blocked the beam and became scorched for doing so. "A pelt has no need for an answer, half-ghost." And so the barrage continued. After several moments of ducking and weaving, one of the claws slammed into his neck, pinning him to the wall. Three others began to whirl, the blades of their claws becoming akin to mix of saw and blender as they closed in on him.
"Say goodbye-"
"-Ghost-child!"
A beeping sound began to emanate from the amalgam's wrist, which it raised to inspect a small screen. "Someone's hacking into the system! AGAIN! I thought we fixed that!"
"We DID!" The ghost's second half replied as the tentacles retracted. "We must've accidentally linked up to someone else's PDA-!" It screamed as the entirety of it went intangible and flew through the ceiling.
"Wow…" Tucker said as the door opened to reveal him and Cyborg. "I can still hack into his operating system with my handheld computer… I don't know whether that's exciting- or depressing."
Danny smirked. "C'mon! Follow me!" he called, and flew after his opponent.
"We'll walk." Tucker started, before a set of keys were dangled in front of him, and he turned to a grinning cyber-teen. "-or not!" He added cheerfully, making to grab for the keys.
"I'M drivin'." The older teen said, tossing the keys up and catching them.
(*)
A smile crossed the half-ghost's face as he gained enough ground to shoot the future-ghost out of the air, causing him to fall into the wreckage of the Nasty Burger. He flew down after them, caught off guard when a blue beam shot out of the wreckage, knocking him back. As Skulk-Tech soared into the air, he fired another beam from his palm.
When this second shot struck him, two white rings enveloped him as he transformed back. It took him a moment to realize what'd happened and reverse the process. "You're shorting out my powers?" He yelled in shock.
"Indeed." Skulker's future self began to gloat. "The Pummeler may not work on you in the future, but we had a feeling it would work on you here."
Danny was getting a very bad feeling about all this. "The future? What're you talking about?"
Technus' face was about to reply when a beam of blue sonic energy struck their collective back, followed by a booming cry of "BOOYEAH!"
Both of them turned to find Cyborg and Tucker exiting the T-Car, the Titan continuing to fire as the younger boy fiddled with a mechanically augmented thermos. "You guys made it!" Danny yelled.
"You better believe it!" Tuck yelled, before yelping as he dodged an energy beam.
Skulk-Tech was throwing everything he had at the two African-American teens, phasing through or dodging all of the sonic cannon's blasts. Danny smirked as he let off a blast of his own into the ghost's back. "You guys never learn, do you?" he mused.
"Enough!" The amalgam roared as it launched a flurry of missiles in all directions, each homing in on one of the three.
Danny and Cyborg did their best to shoot down the hostile projectiles, but the half-ghost was forced to put up a ghost-shield as ectoplasmic beams rained down on him. The shield withstood the assault until the few missles left in the air struck home, blasting him out of the air.
This was the chaotic scene that Sam and Raven found as they appeared out of a nearby shadow. Sam was the first to pick out a familiar monochrome form falling from the sky. "Raven!" She called, bringing the Titan's attention to her as she pointed at the freefalling boy.
There was only time for her to teleport just above the ground her new ally was about to strike, attempting to catch him and merely softening his crash as they collided. The pair were immediately enwrapped in a metal clamp and viciously electrocuted, Danny's powers short-circuiting as it happened, turning him human.
"Now, I'm ANGRY!" Roared a singed-but-standing tucker, sans thermos, as he held his PDA out towards the ghost. A thin red line connected it to Skulk-Tech's chest before electricity danced along the suit's surface and the ghost fell, smoking, into the edge of a building roof.
"A little help?" Raven groaned as she attempted to wriggle free from the restraint, waking Danny with her efforts.
Sam and Tucker immediately ran to their aid, attempting to pull the restraint off of them. Cyborg kept his cannon trained on the ghost, the arms of which were still dangling off the side of the roof, as he slowly sidled towards them to help.
He wasn't expecting a small medallion to drop from the ghost's neck, forcing the now-unanchored ghost back where it came from- the effect then flowing down the thick cable and swallowing all four of the others.
"Uhh… guys?" Cyborg called, looking around for any trace of the others or their enemy. "Ahh, crap." He sighed, opening up the communicator on his wrist. Time to call Robin…
(*)
The five flew out of a portal, the clamp releasing as it struck the floor of wherever they'd been brought.
They helped each other up and began to trek forward. "Where are we?" Tucker asked the question on everyone's minds.
"I dunno." Danny replied as he looked out a window. "The Ghost Zone, I think… but no part of the Ghost Zone I've ever seen."
"It must've happened just after his medallion dropped off…" Sam said, eliciting a nod of agreement from Raven.
"Then I think I know how to get us back…" Tucker grinned, walking over to a row of the medallions hanging from pegs. Quickly snatching one and donning it, he turned back to them. "Ta-da! …nothing, huh?"
"No, but nice bling." Sam quipped.
"I don't like this, guys…" Danny started ominously.
Sam called back from where she'd wandered. "You're going to like this even less…"
The other three walked up behind her, looking up at a circular portal-like image showing an evil incarnation of Phantom laying waste to an army of assault vehicles. Under the image was the bold text- 'FUTURE: 10 YEARS'.
Raven turned away as she heard the goth continue- "I think we're seeing your future, Danny…" The Titan nodded along with her assessment as she walked. "…and you're kind of a jerk." Another moment passed. "Okay, you're really a jerk."
She'd already tuned out the conversation from the younger teens when she found view-screens dotting the walls, each flashing between facets of what she could only assume was more of the future by the denotations under each.
FUTURE: 2 YEARS- The Watchtower, orbiting headquarters of the Justice League that she'd only ever seen pictures of, burned as small explosions dotted its hull. The screen flashed closer to show a pale, white-and-black clad figure as it pushed the station towards the Earth. She only had time to notice it was heading towards the north-east of the continent right below it as her eyes shifted to the next screen.
FUTURE: 3 YEARS- Titan's Tower. The bastion of heroism that stood vigil over Jump City, ripped up from its base, taking part of the island with it as it was thrown fully into the city, leveling half a district as it crashed down. The same cackling ghost-man and his horde of duplicates then began raining green beams upon the city.
FUTURE: 5 YEARS- Images of the now-bulking frame of the common menace, flashing between images of forests and tropical paradises… as they were each in turn engulfed in waves of green fire.
FUTURE: 7 YEARS- What she could only suspect were the last remnants of the world's worn and ragged superheroes made their stand against the ghost monster, she felt her eyes tearing. There were so few… they were so beaten… they were so broken… At the fore were three figures, one she was shocked to find looked like an elder version of herself, but gone were the blue cape and red clasp, no more was her lustrous violet hair. All was black. Beside her floated the tired form of Superman, and beside him, The Martian Manhunter.
And suddenly their enemy was gone. Just as suddenly, Superman's hand lashed out, knocking J'onn's head clear from his shoulders before turning back to Raven- his eyes now glowing a vile red, and his teeth showing in a feral- evil, grin.
She could watch no more. She fell to her knees, head clasped in her hands.
And she wept.
I didn't want to transcribe the whole auditorium scene, and a few others, but I felt quite a few of the parts I did change wouldn't make sense without some of the parts I didn't change. I skipped over as much of the episode as I thought I could, I assure you.
Also- no idea why, but Raven strikes me as a 'nibble on the fries while everyone else eats at the fast food place' kind of person.
Cyborg not fixing the cannon- While Jack surely did show Cyborg most if not all of his data on ghost-tech, as well as handing off a busted cannon to tinker on, Cy's still new to the technology, and the thing was busted for a reason. (I honestly don't know what, though) It's a new toy to tinker with, he's not going to get frustrated with learning an interesting new thing. If he fixes it, sweet- If he doesn't, that's another thing he and Jack get to try and fix.
Just because I'm not sure everyone can figure out why and what was going on in the future-flashes, I'm going to detail them here.
Year 2 – After taking two years just making a general menace of himself and gaining a tentative mastery over the power he absorbed from merging with Plasmius, Dan creates a good number of duplicates to ransack a big city and draw the Justice League away from their floating fortress long enough for the original to fly up and destroy it, bringing its flaming wreckage down on top of them (whichever unlucky ones couldn't escape in time or use powers to survive it, die). This shakes up the legendary heroes enough for Dan to stand a fighting chance.
Year 3 – Dan and a horde of duplicates (having now fully mastered Plasmius' ability with the technique, he can make several dozen) rip Titan's Tower out of its island and chuck it into the city. Robin, Cyborg, and Beast Boy are slain, either in the tower's crash, or the ensuing onslaught. Starfire and Raven begin wearing black costumes to honor their fallen comrades.
Year 5 – Dan begins to obliterate the world's resources. Having grown tired of targeting cities and heroes strong enough to repel him, he plans to weaken them by destroying their food, water, and building materials.
Year 6 – Starfire is killed in an assault against Dan, and Raven in a fit of rage and angst, begins dying her hair black (magically or otherwise).
Year 7 – Everything not inside Amity Park's ghost shield starts to die. The heroic vanguard of Superman, The Martian Manhunter, and Raven -those who previously were impervious to overshadowing- are the heavy hitters in the fight. However, Dan unveils a new overshadowing ability (possibly turning to mist -as shown in the canon episode- and being breathed in) and uses Superman to lay waste to the other heroes.
Such a happy way of looking at things I have. :D