Chapter Five: Captured
Ember rode on the back of Johnny 13's bike, her green eyes scanning the area. "There, white hair!" She pointed down an alleyway, pulling out her guitar and adjusting her headset. "Earplugs on, Johnny?"
"You know it, babe." Johnny gestured to his ears and nodded. "Let it out."
She grinned and started to play her guitar, the sounds startling the black and white figure as the bike sped up towards the duo and Ember sang into her headset, the mic amplifying the sound. She saw the figures ahead of them cover their ears and try to run, but she changed the knob and sang in an enticing tone.
"Phantom, we have to capture them! Use the thermos, quick!" The human that seemed to be in charge of the young half-ghost said. Ember was pretty sure he was the boy's father, but then again he had become so twisted she was sure even they didn't know what they were to each other anymore.
The boy, Danny Phantom, took off the thermos from his belt and aimed it. Johnny 13 grinned and then his shadow was diving at the boy, knocking the thermos from his hands.
"Hey!" Danny yelled, then cried out and held his head as the power of her voice and guitar started to overtake him. She didn't want to control them, just incapacitate them. When the man and boy slumped to their knees, she sang a high note and then they were down on the ground, the white-haired boy changing into a black-haired boy by use of white rings that went over his body.
"Interesting." Johnny 13 remarked as he pulled up next to the boy. "So that's what a halfa looks like when it changes form."
Ember got off his bike and put his guitar at her back, kneeling to check the boy's pulse. "They're just unconscious. Good, Plasmius wanted them both alive. Have your shadow pick up the human, I've got this one." She lifted Danny into her arms and then climbed back onto the bike, the shadow lifting Jack into the air. "Wait, hold on." She tsked when she saw the fallen thermos and pushed the "release" button, doing the same with the other one. "Technus, Skulker, you let a KID beat you?"
They scowled in reply, and then Danny and Jack were placed side by side, Skulker putting a box around the two of them. Johnny 13 nodded and then sped off with Ember on the back, Technus and Skulker following with Skulker carrying the box. Until they got the codes for the ghost shield at the communications tower, they weren't taking it over again anytime soon.
"Danny? Danny, wake up."
"Hn…" Danny groaned and slowly opened his eyes, blinking. "Dad…?"
"Thank goodness." Jack held him close.
"What…happened? The ghosts…?" Danny held his head. "Oh, my head hurts…"
"We've been captured." Jack pursed his lips. "We're in Plasmius' castle, but why we're alive is beyond me. They've given us food and this room and that's all I've seen. There's a room with a shower and toilet over there." He pointed to a door in the wall.
"Okay…what is his aim?" Danny frowned, slowly getting up.
"Oh good, you're awake." They heard Plasmius say. They gasped and looked to the door to find him standing in the open doorway. When had it opened? How did they miss that?! "My 'aim', my dear boy, is simply to keep you where you won't be causing any more trouble. Your father is still alive to keep you in check, as you honestly pose the biggest threat to my empire."
"I'll stop you now!" Danny scowled and started to change, but nothing happened aside from the white rings. "Hey, what the…?"
"Oh, that? Yes, this room is blocking your powers. As soon as I found out about you, I quickly had it set up so you couldn't escape when I captured you." Plasmius smirked. "'Danny Phantom', is it? At least that's what you told Technus."
Danny frowned. "Where are mom and Jazz?"
"I was wondering when you would ask about them!" Plasmius snapped his fingers, laughing. "Don't worry, my dear boy, your mother and sister are alive and well. Angry, but well. Now, I'll have to ask that you not attempt any escape plans, but just so you do not I'm going to tell you what we have here." He pointed at the window. "We are thirty floors above ground. There are no hand-holds to climb down, and I have ghosts standing guard outside in case you DO attempt to fly out; IF you can even open the window, which is impossible. It may look like glass, but it's actually not, so any chairs you try to use to smash it open will be unsuccessful."
Danny and Jack glared silently, taking in his information.
"You will have three meals a day and you can use the toilet and shower as you wish." Plasmius nodded. "Everything in this room is free for you to use, so please don't hold back and use everything to its fullest potential."
Danny didn't like how he said that, and the man's gaze seemed to be not on them but on the bed behind them. Did he know? Danny's face paled a bit as he realized that Plasmius must know of what they did together.
"Well, I'll leave you to enjoy your dinner. Sleep well, ta-ta." He waved and shut the door, the latch clicking shut.
Danny looked at Jack. "…Dad…do you think…?"
"Yes." Jack pursed his lips. "He knows."
They ate their dinner in silence, not sure of what to talk about. Their mission had been going so well, but apparently Plasmius had been watching them the whole time and decided they had done enough damage. Danny's head still hurt from both being hung upside-down and then the diva's ghost's singing.
Jack was silently beating himself up about not expecting an attack, about thinking it was safe to be visible, about not expecting Plasmius to have known what he was doing all along. He played right into his game, and from the looks of this room it wasn't over yet. He had to resist the urge to touch Danny, to avoid entertaining Plasmius again, or he would lose.
"Dad?" Danny gently took his hand, finally breaking the silence. "We'll get through this. We always do."
Jack looked at Danny and nodded, gripping his hand tighter. "We'll get out of here, Danny."
Danny smiled and nodded, then pulled away and left the small table to sit on the bed. Jack walked over and sat with him, the two just relaxing together as they tried not to panic or give in to their needs.
Three days passed, and Plamius could see they were starting to lose their resolve, to give in to their desires. The slightest touch had Danny's face lighting up like a Christmas tree and Jack had to avert his eyes.
A chance to shower had been good for the boy. He had years-worth – or at least months-worth – of dirt on him and now that his body was cleaned he looked even more enticing. Plasmius ran his tongue over his fangs, anticipating when they would give in and he would see the boy's lustful expressions.
The question was: which of them would crack first? Danny was keeping himself contained, avoiding eye-contact if he could and avoiding that brief brush of contact even more. Jack seemed to be finding excuses to touch his hand or his shoulder, and when Danny went into the shower to clean up he could see Jack's body heat up as he listened to the sound of water running over that soft, young body.
Jack would crack first, Plasmius was sure. He chuckled as he watched the man slowly descend into lustful madness once more, the brief respite caused by their having a hope of winning this war – War? What war? He'd already won! – slowly trickling away into nothing.
Five days. Not even a week, and Jack was feeling the urge to touch Danny stronger than he'd ever felt it. He glanced over as Danny stepped out of the shower room, dressed in his pajamas with his hair damp around his face.
"I'm going to bed, okay?" Danny said, walking over to the bed.
Jack caught his hand. "Danny…"
Danny glanced at him, his cheeks a bit red. "I'm tired."
Jack pulled him closer and kissed his forehead, just that small action sending tingles through Danny's body. "Sleep well." He released him, letting the boy climb into bed.
"Good night." Danny said, curling up under the covers and letting himself fall asleep.
The lanterns in the room dimly lit his sleeping face, and as Jack sat on the table he tried not to look at it. He knew if he did, if he approached the boy now, he would do something unspeakable. Maddie was somewhere in this place, but he had found himself caring less and less about her and more about the boy in the room with him.
He looked towards Danny finally, his fists clenching and unclenching. He couldn't resist it much longer. It ached, the amount of need he had to touch the boy's body, and he slowly got up and climbed into bed beside him.
Just a few touches…that was all he needed. His hand moved up and unbuttoned the boy's shirt buttons, exposing his chest that was slowly rising and falling with each breath. He touched his skin and marveled at how much softer it was now that he was cleaned up. He leaned over and gently kissed those soft lips, his hand trailing down and slipping under the boy's pants, rubbing at his groin through his boxers.
A few touches…that should've been it. He just wanted to feel him, but he found himself stripping the boy and kissing him deeper, one hand holding Danny close while the other unzipped his hazmat suit and then he pulled away to undress.
This was wrong, so wrong, but it felt so right inside of Danny. He should wake him, but what if he refused? He didn't know what he would do if Danny did refuse, so it was safer to just avoid the whole thing entirely.
His lips moved down the boy's body, from his lips to his growing erection. The boy let out soft moans and squirmed in his sleep, his body heating up. Jack pulled back and then glanced up and down the boy beneath him.
He could stop now. Redress him and tell himself it was just a strange fantasy. He could stop now, but the rational part of his brain was losing again and he kissed and licked the boy's neck, grinding against him as he held him close. Danny moaned again and his hands gripped Jack's arms, his body arching in response.
So what if this was exactly what Plasmius wanted? So what if it was an unforgivable sin? Jack couldn't resist the urge any longer, and he didn't want to risk Danny refusing. He gently spread the boy's legs and licked his fingers, slicking them up so he could spread the boy out. His lips met Danny's again and when Danny seemed to stir he froze, stopping all movement to see if he would fully wake up. He didn't, just turned his head to the side. Jack nibbled on the boy's ear before kissing his neck and continuing to spread him out.
He didn't want to use saliva on his erection again, not when he knew that Plasmius had put something in the room even better. He reluctantly left Danny's side and went to the cupboard in the room, pulling out a bottle. He shouldn't, he really shouldn't, but he was beyond caring and he returned to Danny's side, putting the contents of the bottle onto his erection before gripping Danny's legs and slowly pushing in.
"Nn!" Danny moaned and gripped the bed-sheets, his head leaning back. Jack paused to see if he would wake up and then continued when he didn't. He knew that Plasmius must be getting a kick out of this, loving every moment of Jack's sinful act. It was bad enough he'd slept with his son and his son's ghost half, but now he was doing it while his son slept. He was despicable, and he could hear Plasmius' cackle in his head as he grew closer to climax.
He had to suppress the groan of pleasure as he filled Danny with his seed, thrusting his hips a few more times before he slowly pulled out. Then he went to take a shower as the realization of what he had just done hit him: he'd raped his son in his sleep. He finished showering and then looked towards the bed, at Danny's sleeping form.
'He can't know.' He thought, wrapping Danny in a towel and taking him to the shower. He carefully cleaned him up, not putting him directly under the flow but just enough to clean his body. Danny was a heavy sleeper at times, and this was one time it worked in his favor. He finished washing him and then dried him off and re-dressed him, changing the sheets of the bed before he laid him down again.
Danny would never know what was done to him. He hid the bottle and the dirty sheets and then lay down in bed next to him, pulling the sleeping boy close as he reflected on what he'd done. It was wrong…but if Danny kept refusing, he might do it again.
Before people ask, no, Ember and Johnny aren't dating. He calls every cute girl "babe".
Now, about Jack. He's really lost it, and he knows it, so don't be too cruel with the flaming (even though he'll say he deserves every bit of it). Poor guy. Plasmius is such a creeper. ~ Zone