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7. Not Very Epic
Danny moaned and turned on his side, snuggling softer into the covers of his bed. Even in the late spring time, the temperature in the early mornings could be a bit cool. This morning, it was a balmy sixty-three degrees, and the light winds blew a nippy draft into the teenager's room. He turned over once again, now on his stomach, and unconsciously pulled the covers over his back a bit more. Yawning, he smiled peacefully, dreaming about a time with Sam in which they had been watching the...
BAM.
Danny sat bolt upright, his eyes shooting open and taking a deep breath. There was a loud argument erupting from downstairs, and it sounded like his mother and father were not happy with some visitors. Yawning yet again, the teen stood up and walked out of his room, stopping at the top of the steps to see who the visitors were. His blood froze.
The Guys In White weren't looking the least bit happy to be in the house at that moment. One of them- Operative O- was waving a sheet of paper in front of his face, looking livid, while Maddie was trying hard to keep her cool and talk reasonably with the men in front of her. Danny felt a bump behind him, and he saw Jazz looking down the stairwell, too. She had a look of worry on her face, and she moved to the opposite side of the stairs, mouthing to Danny about why in the world the GIW would come busting in on their house at nine in the morning. The raven-haired teenager shook his head and nodded to the downstairs, listening in on the conversation.
Maddie's voice was on the verge of fury. "Are you suggesting that we are harboring Phantom under our own roof? That is the most absurd charge I have ever heard of!"
O's tone was icy. "Mrs. Fenton, our technology at our facilities is infallible at detecting ghost entities in one's home. It clearly indicates that Phantom is somewhere in this house right now. Unless you would like to deny those charges, I'm afraid we're going to have to search the premises for any signs of paranormal activity around the premises. And unless you have someone to back you up on these charges, I do have..."
"What in the name of Phantom is going on here?!"
Danny gasped quietly. Vlad stood in the doorway of the house, staring at the scene unfolding in front of his eyes. Jazz's eyes widened as she whispered to Danny, "What's he doing here? I thought he hated your guts!"
He shrugged. "I have no idea," he murmured back. "Maybe he's trying to pull a wall over our eyes."
"Sounds like Vlad to me," she agreed readily, and the siblings turned their attention back down to the erupting argument below.
Jack looked happy to see Vlad. "We have the mayor on our side! You can't touch a thing in here!"
M held up a sheet of paper, looking forlorn. "Actually, sir, we can. We have a warrant."
The bachelor snatched the sheet of paper out of the agent's hand, his eyes widening with each word he read on the paper. His hands clenched the sheet, his fingers trembling as he fingered the document. O was smug as he crossed his arms and spoke again, shattering the silence in the room. "Unfortunately for you, Mayor Masters, even you can't override this warrant. It came from our head supervisor herself, signed and everything. And with that new law you've placed in effect..." His lips curled into an unpleasant smile. "...we have evidence that there is indeed a ghost in this home right now."
Vlad did his best in making sure he didn't transform right on the spot. This wasn't even possible! How in the world did those idiots actually come up with a warrant?! The Fentons had no ideas that ghosts existed in their home, much less in the bedroom across the way from the bathroom in the form of a white-haired, emerald-eyed teenager. He clenched his fists and forced his voice to stay calm. "Operative O, they have no idea that there might be a ghost in their home! In fact, they didn't even realize it until this morning when you broke their door down!"
O raised an eyebrow. "Is that right? Tell me, Mayor Masters, are you close to this family?"
"The closest thing to a friend I will ever be!" the male lied fiercely. "Now if you don't mind, I'm going to use your upstairs bathroom for a moment. The whole incident in here..." He gestured to the people in the room and huffed, walking up the stairs and giving a subtle nod to Jazz at the top. She covered her mouth in surprise and watched in horror as Vlad marched up the stairs and grabbed Danny's arm. His eyes flashed again, and before the teenager knew it, he was in the hallway. Vlad had grabbed his arm and morphed, a different figure standing in the way now with Danny.
There was a loud beeping noise, and suddenly, one of the agents yelled, "Ghost in sector 37 of the home!"
Vlad Plasmius snarled angrily under his breath and phased through the floor with Danny, leaving Jazz in his wake.
This wasn't what either male had been hoping for as a peaceful Saturday morning.
"Surely you are not considering actually going into that archaeologist's time stream and showing yourself to him!" the Observant cried out, waving his hand at the glass orb. "Clockwork, this will surely have disastrous consequences! You know no one in that time has yet to find a ghost!"
Clockwork sighed in exasperation. "Besides the Nazis, you mean. Honestly, I can't believe you guys are worried about Danny Fenton when the Nazis in this time frame have a ghost in their midst. And Fräulein Beaufurt doesn't even really know it yet. She thinks it is a weapon and will give her the power to control the war, but she really has no idea what she has gotten herself into." He picked up his staff, changing the image back to that of Danny and Plasmius. "Right now, we must focus on the task at hand. The key to the city has been discovered by the agents, and Plasmius is in the midst of warning young Daniel about his status as a half ghost."
One of the other Observants laughed. "Plasmius? As in Vlad Plasmius? The one who is supposed to hate Danny Phantom ever since those incidents that made him mayor? But he's evil! He hates Daniel's guts with a royal passion! No heart for the boy anymore- he sees him as merely an obstacle in the way to his glorious reign as a mayor!"
"Uh-huh. How do you know about this?"
The Observant shrugged. "We observe what you do. Come on, Clockwork, use your head."
The Master of Time turned to the creatures and waved the staff. "I do use my head. I see everything that will happen. The past, the present, and the future. And right now, I know I must intervene on this disaster that could occur within a matter of days. Besides, Dr. Jones must be warned of the coming trials that will be thrown at him in finding the key to the city."
"You do remember the rules, right?" the Observant told him.
Clockwork nearly rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes, yes. I know. I can put up with that. It will be good for the both of them- with the exception that the boy will actually be able to keep his mouth shut." And with this, he floated through the portal to the 1940s with his staff and his quest in mind.
Indiana sighed and looked over the book that Blaze had given him. "So, this is all the information you guys have found with your research techniques, huh? I have to admit, this is a seriously impressive array of data and knowledge you guys have collected over the past couple of months."
Blaze smiled softly and nodded. "Indeed. I must say, I too am impressed with this awesome knowledge that our team has managed to collect. And you were our first pick to go to for advice, Dr. Jones. You know about the supernatural almost as much as we do here at our headquarters. It is a great honor to be working alongside you in the field."
"Well, let me tell you it's definitely no cakewalk," Indy told his new companion and teammate as he began to walk out the gates and towards his own vehicle in the parking lot. "There's a lot involved in archaeology, more than you or your team will ever know about. There's so much more to it than just digging up artifacts and getting fortune and glory- it's about..." He crossed his arms and furrowed his brow. "It's about learning something new about the world in which you live."
The other man blinked. "I didn't know you were a sage, too."
The professor laughed. "Far from it. I just tend to..."
"Time out."
Time suddenly came to a standstill, and Clockwork came out of the portal, looking around the place and spotting Indiana and Blaze in mid-conversation. He chuckled softly to himself and pulled out a strange looking necklace, placing it around Indiana's neck. The male blinked in surprise and looked at Clockwork, his eyes widening with each breath. He took one step back, puling his whip off his belt and gripping it tightly. "What the hell just happened? Who are you?!"
The time ghost smiled down at the archaeologist, changing his form to that of an older man. "Indiana Jones. You are about to set off on a perilous journey for another artifact, am I right?"
"What does it matter to you?" he growled. Something about this felt really strange. It was almost as if this... thing was some sort of apparition. 'Maybe I'm dreaming,' he thought.
Clockwork nodded. "I understand your situation completely right now. You're wondering about everything that is happening right now. Allow me to introduce myself to you. I am Clockwork, the master of all time and space. I am a ghost, like the ones the Guys In White are studying right now. But do not panic- I only wish to inform you of your coming quest to find the City of Phantoms."
Indiana blinked. Did this guy know everything?
"As far as this new expedition goes, you will face betrayal, new allies, and people you would have never thought to meet. You will see everything paranormal. And when the time comes within a number of hours, a teenage boy will fall from the skies above and land in front of you ten feet away. Do not think of him as an enemy- he will help you find the key to the city." Clockwork's brow furrowed. "He may seem impulsive and such at first, but do not worry. He had a power that will become the greatest weapon against evil, Indiana."
The archaeologist snorted a little. "And I guess you expect me to believe that there might be other ghosts following me on this trip, too? I'm going to run into Nazis and everything else?"
Clockwork smiled mysteriously. Indy's shoulders slumped. "Nazis- I hate those guys."
"Don't worry, Indiana. As long as you trust your instincts and believe in the teenager, you will succeed in finding your fortune and glory." He began to float towards the professor. "But now, you must return to your own conversation with Blaze. My time here is running short."
He backed up a bit. "Before you take this... what is this thing?"
Clockwork's face was unreadable. "A time medallion."
Indy blinked, but he continued with a steady voice. "Before you take this time medallion off me, I've got a quick question. Does this kid have a name?"
The ghost gave another mysterious smile. "You will call him Daniel Fenton. You will know nothing about him at first, but as time passes, you shall learn everything you need to know." He took the time medallion of Indiana's neck and looked at the archaeologist, sighing and shaking his head. He had only a little time left before he was to warn Danny of what was to come. With a raise of his staff, he entered the portal and waved it. "Time in."
Blaze hurried up to Indiana and shook him slightly. "Dr. Jones, are you okay?"
Indy turned to Blaze and frowned. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"You kind of just... you zoned for a minute," the agent told him, handing the book back to him. "Like you were in a trance."
He sighed and shook his head. "I just lost my train of thought for a minute. Come on. Let's get going, Eric."
The other man winced. "I like being called Blaze, Indiana."
Indiana merely chuckled and unlocked he vehicle, his mind suddenly overflowing with unanswered questions. A kid named Daniel Fenton? Help in finding the key? Nazis? He sighed, climbing into the front seat. This was going to be a crazier adventure than he thought it'd be.
There. I did it. I added in a little more DP to the Indiana time frame. Hope you enjoyed it! Thanks for reading!
OH! I almost forgot... here's a movie poster! XD (No spaces)
http: / / DreamhazeMaster. deviantart. com/ art/ mock- Indiana- Jones- Poster- 87374639