Soulmate body swap au where Danny swaps with his soulmate (in my mind its damian or maybe cass but it could be anyone) while they’re in the middle of a fight.
Like, a big fight. Parademons, alien invasion, full arkham breakout kind of fight. All hands on deck, no backup, all in kind of fight.
And then comms just come on and Danny is there in a hero’s body like “hey, soo… is now a bad time to be soul switched?”
And every listening hero has this sudden stomach dropping horrified reaction, because oh my god, this is almost certainly a civilian, on the battlefield, where are they, who were they fighting last, they’re gonna die, oh no, who’s closest go save them NOW.
And then danny’s like “oh cool a sword i kinda know what to do with this.” (Canonically he has fought with a katana before)
Okay, hes got some training, just keep yourself safe we’re coming
And then ten minutes later Dany’s back on comms like “Great news guys! Some of my power is attached to my soul so I can use it even in this body! Fun.” (If its a hero who has been in contact with laz water he’s draining it to fuel his ectoblasts)
Another two minutes go by and now its just “oh, who’s a big eldritch soul-eating puppy dog? You are! Yes you are, good boy!”
The hero in danny’s body is having a full blown panic attack, trying to contact their team, trying to figure out where their soulmate is, if they’re okay, how to help them, and when they finally get eyes on the situation danny is just-
Charging into battle on Cujo’s back, weapon raised, manic glee and lazarus glow in his eyes and a war cry on his lips as he completely crushes anything in his way.
Damian felt hands over his body helping him up, heard the crack and sizzle of what he can see is a portal of which he goes through.
Damian passes out as soon as he sees the snowy dessert of the Far Frozen.
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The first thing Danny felt was the his ears ringing. He crouched down, placing his palms on his knees (no?) as he took a breath of–
Ew. Ew ew ew ew no this. This is not fresh nor air.
... maybe a bit dramatic on the 'not air' part but still! What kind of place would have smoke for air?
"ROBIN! Report!" Exclaimed from Danny's earpiece- no it isn't his now is it? It's not that hard to figure out the kinks of the thing so-
"Hi, I'm Danny and I'm going to guess my soul mate's also a hero?" Danny rambled, finally realizing he's in a burning building.
The line is dead for a few moments before a calm and smooth voice answers.
"Hello Danny, I'm the Oracle. I would be correct to assume you're a hero, yes?"
"That would be right Ms. Oracle."
Theres a few giggles heard on the line but otherwise quiet. "Then it wouldn't be a bother to get the remaining people inside the building, yes?"
Oh! So that's why!
"Uh, no ma'am. I'll do my best." Dany said already using the little bit of his– his soul mate's ectoplasm to cool down the hallway via ice.
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Damian awoke to the hands of.. a yeti giving him a check up.
"Ah! Miss Manson, Mister Foley, come quick! It seems that the Great One's soul mate has awaken!"
Oh. He's in his soul mate's body then..
He sees a girl and a boy his age come his way. They pause when they look at Damian, or well, look at his eyes that is.
"Okay, Danny with green eyes while he's in his human form is weird, yeah?" Said Foley.
Manson nodded facing the Yeti.
"Well, the Great One is most lucky to have a soul mate who is liminal lest his body be damned!" The Yeti said but turned back to Damian. "And yet it is unfortunate that you are one. Would you mind telling us?"
Soulmate body swap au where Danny swaps with his soulmate (in my mind its damian or maybe cass but it could be anyone) while they’re in the middle of a fight.
Like, a big fight. Parademons, alien invasion, full arkham breakout kind of fight. All hands on deck, no backup, all in kind of fight.
And then comms just come on and Danny is there in a hero’s body like “hey, soo… is now a bad time to be soul switched?”
And every listening hero has this sudden stomach dropping horrified reaction, because oh my god, this is almost certainly a civilian, on the battlefield, where are they, who were they fighting last, they’re gonna die, oh no, who’s closest go save them NOW.
And then danny’s like “oh cool a sword i kinda know what to do with this.” (Canonically he has fought with a katana before)
Okay, hes got some training, just keep yourself safe we’re coming
And then ten minutes later Dany’s back on comms like “Great news guys! Some of my power is attached to my soul so I can use it even in this body! Fun.” (If its a hero who has been in contact with laz water he’s draining it to fuel his ectoblasts)
Another two minutes go by and now its just “oh, who’s a big eldritch soul-eating puppy dog? You are! Yes you are, good boy!”
The hero in danny’s body is having a full blown panic attack, trying to contact their team, trying to figure out where their soulmate is, if they’re okay, how to help them, and when they finally get eyes on the situation danny is just-
Charging into battle on Cujo’s back, weapon raised, manic glee and lazarus glow in his eyes and a war cry on his lips as he completely crushes anything in his way.
Danny had been in the middle of a very heated debate with Technus, in the middle of his living room, mind you, about the proper way to assemble a circuit board. The ghost was great with the internet and handling the online side of things, but actual engineering was lost on him, not that the older ghost seemed to realize or accept it.
Ever since Danny told his parents that he was Phantom, the ghost boy, they had made an effort to be more welcoming to ghosts as a whole. They had already been trying to redo some of their previous research before he told them, but they had made leaps and bounds after. They even remodeled the home defense system, making it so that it was only triggered on purpose through voice commands. It even worked over distances as long as someone had a device connected to the house.
His grades were getting back up, he wasn't having to tiptoe around his parents, and he was finally coming to an understanding with the ghosts in light of his upcoming coronation. Point is, life was good.
Then he soul swapped.
It's easy to say that Amity Park was out of the loop when it came to anything happening outside of the town. Ever since the portal opened, electronics haven't worked the same. Things like calls and social media still worked when inside the town, but there was some kind of natural shield that the ecto-radiation created that made it extremely difficult for things to reach past the town borders.
Back when the GIW was still a thing, this meant that calls for help, literal or over social media or in the news, went unnoticed and unattended to.
So, excuse Danny for being a little shellshocked by the apparent alien invasion happening a few states over, which the entire town was unaware of. The guilt hit like a sack of rocks to his chest. If they had known, if they had paid more attention to news outside of Amity, they could have been able to help against the initial wave of invaders. As of the moment, his first priority was getting backup from the rest of Team Phantom here.
"Signal, Report!" Welp... Danny had heard rumors about a bat guy in Jersey running around the worst city in the world, mostly from the other ghosts, but he didn't fully connect that with reality. Watching a full-grown man run around in tight spandex while laying out enemy after enemy was actually kinda cool, though. He took a moment to take stock of his/his soulmate's body and gawk at his/his soulmate's own bat-themed suit before tentatively hitting the comm to reply with the only question that made sense at the moment.
"Uhhh...Is now a bad time to be soul-swapped?"
*
This battle had been difficult from the very beginning, largely because they had little time to prep for it before the invasion began. That meant evacuation had to happen alongside the actual battle, which was always messy.
This situation was, without a doubt, an all-hands-on-deck. They should really just be glad they targeted a few very close-together cities instead of spreading out their forces, since that would have made this battle even more difficult if the Justice League and their associates had been spread thin. The battle was bad enough that the rogues and villains were helping out. So when Signal suddenly went very still and quiet, Bruce had gotten concerned immediately.
He was trying to rein in his paranoia surrounding his kids lately in therapy, so he waited a bit for an update, or a call for backup, or something! But only silence. So, he prompted.
And 'Signal's' response suddenly made everything worse, especially since most of the other leaguers had heard it.
"Wow!" Harley Quinn was grinning despite the blood slowly trickling from her mouth after a kick to the face from a parademon got her straight in the jaw. She leaned on her hammer behind the scant bit of cover Batman and Robin were currently using. "Talk about timing!"
I’ve seen Danny being the ancient of space pop up a few times. A lot of it interprets that as the ancient of outer space, but I propose he has dominion pver the concept of physical space. Clockwork has time, Danny would have space, making them the counterparts for each other
So, imagine if you will, Danny only recently coming into his spatial powers retreating to his lair in the Ghost Zone. It’s too dangerous to have uncontrolled spatial distortions just randomly appearing in the human world.
His lair is an extension of himself. His spatial powers extend not just to himself, but to his lair. It connects to liminal spaces. Walking through school hallways after hours? One of those doors leads to his lair. All night diner with flickering florescent lights and you’re the only customer? Carefull going to the bathroom or you might just end up somewhere else. Closed down building, or even buildings that never were there. Sometimes at just the right time, places just exsist, and they all lead to Danny’s lair. Inside is an MC Escher esque labyrinth of rooms, hallways, tunnels, ever shifting as their connections to the human world alter and shift.
Enter the Batfam
I pick Tim for this. He sees a building he’s never seen before on a street he’s very familiar with. He checks the address.
“Hey Oracle? Is there a 147 Becker street?”
“No, Becker street stops at 144 before merging into Roosevelt.”
“That’s what I thought, but I’m there, I see it right in front of me.”
“What?”
Tim is too curious for his own good, and probably a bit sleep deprived. He enters the building only to get turned around and not be able to find where he came in from. It wouldn’t be so concerning if the building didn’t seem to go on and on.
Next thing we know, Danny finds Red Robin wandering around, completely lost in his lair. The tricky part is getting him out around the right area and time, because space and time are connected, and when one is weird, so is the other. They need to take the scenic route, much to the impatience of Red Robin. He eventually gets him close enough: Bloodhaven. Tim can always get a ride back from Dick, then he looks at his watch.
It’s only been 30 minutes. He had been wandering for hours, yet only 30 minutes had passed.
Que confusion and shenanigans when somehow, yet more Bats wander into Danny’s lair
Okay so let’s just say Danny’s lair was like linear in this one
So when he finally had some control. He decides hey what not these furries keep popping in here so why not pretend like I’ve been stuck here and meet with them “by chance”.
Surely they’ll help a poor unfortunate soul that doesn’t have money or anything because they’ve been stuck for years right?
Yah so like for this his friends has been updating him on shit the world went through. Pandemic etc, but tucker didn’t tell him that another doomed game was out. In this the game didn’t really get updates much less new games
Tim guided the civilian. It was an attempt to instill confidence but he probably didn’t need to he had been stuck here for hours but judging from his clothing he’d been stuck here for years.
Tim stopped and wondered. When did this guy see the real world for the last time? And that thought continued even though the miraculously made it out and the civilian finished being questioned.
Batfam: wait so like what kind of terrains were there?
Danny: oh like linimal spaces, you know? Like corridors, empty restaurants. Etc
Tim: Wait what year do you think we’re on
Danny: uhhh I don’t know? I’ve like been there for what uhh a year or so? I couldn’t really track of time. So uhhh 2007?
Batfam: uhh it’s 2023
Danny: wait for real? ( He really thought it was like one year, and assumed his friends were really overzealous and just visited him every week. For them they visited 16 or so times a year. Cuz it was dangerous being near Danny , like the radiation you’ll feel in space without protective suits and since he is like ancient of space unless they found a way to get out of space itself it was impossible to get protective suits)
So they sit Danny down and like hand him a tablet or something and try to summarize the decade he’s been gone.
Danny: there was a worldwide pandemic, yada yada yada. WAIT HOLY SHIT THEY RELEASED A NEW DOOMED GAME?
Batfam: uhh not the focus but yeah there is a new game
Constantine makes a deal with the Spirit of Kronos.
In return for all contracts he has made regarding his soul being voided, and for Kronos himself to be John's Patron, he has to take a ghost core into himself and nurture it until it's independent.
Easy.
Infinite Realms beings are fiercely independent, and he estimates that one year of hosting and three months of looking after is nothing compared to the headache that he was going to have to go through to get those contracts voided.
The Spirit of Kronos assures him that this task will be on par, and that the payment for doing this is actually equal. He'll have to be sober, not a single drop of liquor or booze, not a single cigarette, for the entire duration.
Which. Okay, yeah, that sounds a little difficult.
So John accepts, expecting this to be kinda hard. But it's not.
The Core he houses is barely noticeable. Barely there. It takes a lot of magic, and eats a lot of ecto, and he's starting to realize that this core may have been severely damaged. This may be more than a year of hosting.
Then it starts to effect him.
He gets cravings, he's a little more emotional due to Realms Spirits being based on emotions, he sleeps more because of the little core leeching off of his magic reserves.
Other heroes start to notice.
He starts getting left out of missions, JLD and JL both checking in on him periodically. They don't know, but they know something is up.
Then he feels it one and a half years after accepting the deal; the tiny core is finally ready to come into the world. Soon, so soon, he'll be able to drink and smoke again, worry free.
The tiny ghost materializes in front of him - and John lunges forward to catch it before it falls to the floor.
Because that's not a ghost.
That's a human baby.
A green sticky note pops onto the kids forehead, and John realizes he may have just been bamboozled.
'His name is Daniel, and the deal stands until he is legally able to be independent per American Law. I look forward to our partnership.
Like,. the rest of the league looks back at the past year- constantine stop drinking and smoking, and his extra tiredness, and now the new born baby and assume he was pregnant.
“John why didn’t you say anything? We could have helped you more.”
Wonder Woman nods in agreement.
John now has to figure out to to tell this demigodess about how he made a deal with her Grandpa who ate all her uncles and aunts. And how this kid absolutely related in some way to that dead titan.
And fuck does the kid look like him. Was that a consequence of carrying him? And it’s only going to make them assume he had a kid with the ghost of Kronos.
Needless to say he needs to find a babysitter since yesterday so he can go drink enough to kill a horse.
Not Batman though, he’d never get the kid back from the man.
Red Robin looks at him with a funny tilt of his head and says, “Huh, so that’s why contingency plan BBY 47 exists.” And then walks off to continue his day.
Constantine has no idea what that means and isn’t going to ask. And now avoiding all members of the Bat clan is at the top of his priorities.
The thing about Batman is that he’s… weird with kids.
Most people’s response to a child stalking them would be to call the kids parents, not to adopt the kid.
Most people wouldn’t adopt their kids ex-girlfriend. Most people wouldn’t adopt a child assassin. Most people aren’t Batman.
And the thing is that despite the fact that Batman’s family is a mess (his children have actually attempted to murder each other), Batman still has an instinct to collect as many traumatized chaos children as possible, and set them loose on the streets of Gotham.
Constantine can tell from the disapproving glare: Batsy is judging all of Constantine’s life choices right now.
Sure, most people wouldn’t be communicating with Axgarog The Infernal Demon of Bloodlust and Also Regular Lust with a baby in a playpen behind him but Constantine doesn’t have time to find a babysitter. Duty calls, and he has a fucking job.
Axgarog is being a right bastard, threatening to eat the souls of everyone living in Rhode Island, and a tiny voice in the back of Constantine’s head is saying that maybe the battlefield on the border to hell might be a bad place for an infant.
So for once, he’s actually looking Batman in the eye and thinking it over.
“Constantine” the bat grunts out “what are your plans for Daniel?”
“Gonna bring him with me, luv, I got one of those backpacks that lets you strap the kid to your back, works like a charm” Constantine deadpans because fucking with Batman is one of his joys in life.
Batman stares at him, probably trying to decide if Constantine has completely lost it and is about to take an infant on the worst backpacking trip of all time, or if Good Ole Johnny is just fucking with him again.
Constantine knows what the bat wants. It’s probably a bad idea- he certainly doesn’t want the baby dressed up like a traffic light and thrown in front of criminals.
“I’ll have to find someone to watch him for a few days.” Batman’s stare grows more intense somehow. “I’ll see if that Lantern Bloke is busy, kid loves space, you know.”
Constantine drinks in Batsy’s expression of disgust, shock, and dissapointment like a fine wine. To most people it would just look like a slightly furrowed grimace, but Constantine is a connoisseur of fucking with Batman.
Maybe the kid isn’t so bad if he gets to fuck with the bat like this.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Bonus
Danny had no recollection of his past. It took him a year to adjust to his current state. He managed to find a few jobs and earned enough money to rent an apartment. As time passed, Danny's situation seemed to be getting better, that was, until the Guys In White (GIW) came into his life.
Fortunately for Danny, their weapons seemed ineffective on him.
But they weren't ready to give up hunting him down.
And Danny was so annoyed by their "insanity", he resorted finding ways to fight back by targeting their weaknesses.
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Bonus
Soulmate body swap au where Danny swaps with his soulmate (in my mind its damian or maybe cass but it could be anyone) while they’re in the middle of a fight.
Like, a big fight. Parademons, alien invasion, full arkham breakout kind of fight. All hands on deck, no backup, all in kind of fight.
And then comms just come on and Danny is there in a hero’s body like “hey, soo… is now a bad time to be soul switched?”
And every listening hero has this sudden stomach dropping horrified reaction, because oh my god, this is almost certainly a civilian, on the battlefield, where are they, who were they fighting last, they’re gonna die, oh no, who’s closest go save them NOW.
And then danny’s like “oh cool a sword i kinda know what to do with this.” (Canonically he has fought with a katana before)
Okay, hes got some training, just keep yourself safe we’re coming
And then ten minutes later Dany’s back on comms like “Great news guys! Some of my power is attached to my soul so I can use it even in this body! Fun.” (If its a hero who has been in contact with laz water he’s draining it to fuel his ectoblasts)
Another two minutes go by and now its just “oh, who’s a big eldritch soul-eating puppy dog? You are! Yes you are, good boy!”
The hero in danny’s body is having a full blown panic attack, trying to contact their team, trying to figure out where their soulmate is, if they’re okay, how to help them, and when they finally get eyes on the situation danny is just-
Charging into battle on Cujo’s back, weapon raised, manic glee and lazarus glow in his eyes and a war cry on his lips as he completely crushes anything in his way.
Damian felt hands over his body helping him up, heard the crack and sizzle of what he can see is a portal of which he goes through.
Damian passes out as soon as he sees the snowy dessert of the Far Frozen.
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The first thing Danny felt was the his ears ringing. He crouched down, placing his palms on his knees (no?) as he took a breath of–
Ew. Ew ew ew ew no this. This is not fresh nor air.
... maybe a bit dramatic on the 'not air' part but still! What kind of place would have smoke for air?
"ROBIN! Report!" Exclaimed from Danny's earpiece- no it isn't his now is it? It's not that hard to figure out the kinks of the thing so-
"Hi, I'm Danny and I'm going to guess my soul mate's also a hero?" Danny rambled, finally realizing he's in a burning building.
The line is dead for a few moments before a calm and smooth voice answers.
"Hello Danny, I'm the Oracle. I would be correct to assume you're a hero, yes?"
"That would be right Ms. Oracle."
Theres a few giggles heard on the line but otherwise quiet. "Then it wouldn't be a bother to get the remaining people inside the building, yes?"
Oh! So that's why!
"Uh, no ma'am. I'll do my best." Dany said already using the little bit of his– his soul mate's ectoplasm to cool down the hallway via ice.
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Damian awoke to the hands of.. a yeti giving him a check up.
"Ah! Miss Manson, Mister Foley, come quick! It seems that the Great One's soul mate has awaken!"
Oh. He's in his soul mate's body then..
He sees a girl and a boy his age come his way. They pause when they look at Damian, or well, look at his eyes that is.
"Okay, Danny with green eyes while he's in his human form is weird, yeah?" Said Foley.
Manson nodded facing the Yeti.
"Well, the Great One is most lucky to have a soul mate who is liminal lest his body be damned!" The Yeti said but turned back to Damian. "And yet it is unfortunate that you are one. Would you mind telling us?"
Soulmate body swap au where Danny swaps with his soulmate (in my mind its damian or maybe cass but it could be anyone) while they’re in the middle of a fight.
Like, a big fight. Parademons, alien invasion, full arkham breakout kind of fight. All hands on deck, no backup, all in kind of fight.
And then comms just come on and Danny is there in a hero’s body like “hey, soo… is now a bad time to be soul switched?”
And every listening hero has this sudden stomach dropping horrified reaction, because oh my god, this is almost certainly a civilian, on the battlefield, where are they, who were they fighting last, they’re gonna die, oh no, who’s closest go save them NOW.
And then danny’s like “oh cool a sword i kinda know what to do with this.” (Canonically he has fought with a katana before)
Okay, hes got some training, just keep yourself safe we’re coming
And then ten minutes later Dany’s back on comms like “Great news guys! Some of my power is attached to my soul so I can use it even in this body! Fun.” (If its a hero who has been in contact with laz water he’s draining it to fuel his ectoblasts)
Another two minutes go by and now its just “oh, who’s a big eldritch soul-eating puppy dog? You are! Yes you are, good boy!”
The hero in danny’s body is having a full blown panic attack, trying to contact their team, trying to figure out where their soulmate is, if they’re okay, how to help them, and when they finally get eyes on the situation danny is just-
Charging into battle on Cujo’s back, weapon raised, manic glee and lazarus glow in his eyes and a war cry on his lips as he completely crushes anything in his way.
Danny had been in the middle of a very heated debate with Technus, in the middle of his living room, mind you, about the proper way to assemble a circuit board. The ghost was great with the internet and handling the online side of things, but actual engineering was lost on him, not that the older ghost seemed to realize or accept it.
Ever since Danny told his parents that he was Phantom, the ghost boy, they had made an effort to be more welcoming to ghosts as a whole. They had already been trying to redo some of their previous research before he told them, but they had made leaps and bounds after. They even remodeled the home defense system, making it so that it was only triggered on purpose through voice commands. It even worked over distances as long as someone had a device connected to the house.
His grades were getting back up, he wasn't having to tiptoe around his parents, and he was finally coming to an understanding with the ghosts in light of his upcoming coronation. Point is, life was good.
Then he soul swapped.
It's easy to say that Amity Park was out of the loop when it came to anything happening outside of the town. Ever since the portal opened, electronics haven't worked the same. Things like calls and social media still worked when inside the town, but there was some kind of natural shield that the ecto-radiation created that made it extremely difficult for things to reach past the town borders.
Back when the GIW was still a thing, this meant that calls for help, literal or over social media or in the news, went unnoticed and unattended to.
So, excuse Danny for being a little shellshocked by the apparent alien invasion happening a few states over, which the entire town was unaware of. The guilt hit like a sack of rocks to his chest. If they had known, if they had paid more attention to news outside of Amity, they could have been able to help against the initial wave of invaders. As of the moment, his first priority was getting backup from the rest of Team Phantom here.
"Signal, Report!" Welp... Danny had heard rumors about a bat guy in Jersey running around the worst city in the world, mostly from the other ghosts, but he didn't fully connect that with reality. Watching a full-grown man run around in tight spandex while laying out enemy after enemy was actually kinda cool, though. He took a moment to take stock of his/his soulmate's body and gawk at his/his soulmate's own bat-themed suit before tentatively hitting the comm to reply with the only question that made sense at the moment.
"Uhhh...Is now a bad time to be soul-swapped?"
*
This battle had been difficult from the very beginning, largely because they had little time to prep for it before the invasion began. That meant evacuation had to happen alongside the actual battle, which was always messy.
This situation was, without a doubt, an all-hands-on-deck. They should really just be glad they targeted a few very close-together cities instead of spreading out their forces, since that would have made this battle even more difficult if the Justice League and their associates had been spread thin. The battle was bad enough that the rogues and villains were helping out. So when Signal suddenly went very still and quiet, Bruce had gotten concerned immediately.
He was trying to rein in his paranoia surrounding his kids lately in therapy, so he waited a bit for an update, or a call for backup, or something! But only silence. So, he prompted.
And 'Signal's' response suddenly made everything worse, especially since most of the other leaguers had heard it.
"Wow!" Harley Quinn was grinning despite the blood slowly trickling from her mouth after a kick to the face from a parademon got her straight in the jaw. She leaned on her hammer behind the scant bit of cover Batman and Robin were currently using. "Talk about timing!"
Danny had to escape his home dimension due to the GIW hurting him too badly during one of their little hunts, causing the ancients to deem Danny’s dimension too dangerous for him. Clockwork gave him a hand making up an identity in another dimension (DC), but he failed to tell Danny that this dimension was nothing like his, and Danny, so focused on getting himself back to his feet and going unnoticed, doesn’t notice that’s the case on his own.
He’s overwhelmed by how much more advanced technology is in this dimension, and with much reason, they’re like XX years over his dimension, but at least he doesn't have to worry about sustainance, since Clockwork placed him on Gotham's academy Scholarship list, and the school is providing for all the basics. He would cry if he had to figure out a job in a place so much more advanced than his own dimension.
Now, Danny knows better than to just repress his powers, he doesn't want a repeat of the freezing incident. Less now that he's alone. Solution: casual use of his powers within his house. But maybe he got a little too used to that, because he kept slipping when having people over. But that's okay, he'll just play dumb and gaslight everyone into believing it didn't happen or Danny has nothing to do with it. After all, powers are not normal, and Danny is a completely normal human boy.
Or at least Danny thought he was playing normal pretty well until his friend from school just created a shadow sphere out of nowhere and started talking about metas and Danny doesn't really hear what else, because his blood is rising in his ear. Is this normal to humans here? Has he been playing human wrong? Shit, how does he ask about what his friend clearly sees to be normal information without giving out he’s from another dimension?
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Duke knows his friend from school is a meta, he’s seen Danny slip with his powers multiple times, and honestly the excuses Danny gives him are getting a little ridiculous at this point. He wants to be able to bond with his friend over the meta experience. So after much thought, he decides to reveal his meta status without revealing the whole extent of his powers. Just to give Bruce some peace about his decision.
But instead of the opening up he had been hoping for, Danny looks completely lost. Did he come on too strong?
"Um, Duke, can everyone just… do that?" Danny asks confused.
"What?"
"I mean, I know growing up in a cult kinda cuts you off from some basic information, but I would have thought we would have at least been told if humans develop the ability to do… that."
"You what?"
Now, learning that Danny grew up in a cult was not how he envisioned this going, but what worries Duke more is that after explaining what meta were, Danny didn’t immediately jump to identify himself as one. So now Duke is worried. Does Danny not know he has powers? Does he actually believe all those excuses he had been giving Duke in the past when he slipped up.
Full credit to the OG prompt by @sakuravalenp, I got inspired and expanded on this just a bit
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It’s not like Danny did any research before landing in Gotham. It had been a pretty dire and desperate situation by the time he’d gotten to Sam’s house.
He knew his parents had been quieter lately, working on something at all hours and barely even trying to keep up the appearance of contributing to the upbringing their kids. He thought maybe they were just going on one of their incredibly biased research binges or maybe working on a contract for the GIW’s equipment. He’d been meaning to sneak into the basement to check any new blueprints or builds to tweak the settings or design, if they were making something new, to make whatever it was less effective or potentially destructive.
Unfortunately, he’d not gotten around to it before they decided it was ready for testing.
All it took was one shot in his direction and Danny knew this would be the night everything changed. It wasn’t something simpler to avoid like the Fenton Ghost Fisher or even a more challenging one like the Jack O’ Nine Tails he’d dealt with a few times. It seemed like his parents and the GIW had grown tired of low powered machinery designed to subdue to allow for containment. They had swapped gears and were now dealing with enough energy to exterminate with one blow, or at least that is what the crumbling remains of the warehouse he’d been standing near gave him the impression of.
He’d done his best to evade and escape, but he wasn’t prepared for his parents to have already produced multiple of the model and dispersed them to the GIW as well. All it took was one dodge in the wrong direction and he was blasted through the air by what felt like a cannonball ripping through his side as a GIW agent managed to get a clean shot from the opposite direction.
Danny went down hard, cracking the cement sidewalk that had rushed far too quickly to meet him. With the wind knocked out of him, he had struggled to reorient himself to the danger that was quickly closing in. All he could feel was the consuming and obliterating pain eating his torso and radiating through his whole body. But he knew that if he stopped moving now there would be no hope of escaping this time.
He was dizzy and nauseous and barely breathing when he pushed himself to stand, clawing at the ground to get traction to push himself upright. He poured all the energy he had left into maintaining his ghost form, knowing the amount of damage he would be facing in his human form would likely knock him out or worse if he didn’t heal some first.
With blood and ectoplasm seeping from what was left of his side, Danny staggered around to face his parents with the understanding that this time would be the last. That his parents had finally gone too far. That the GIW had finally crossed one line too many. That the last resort contingency plans that he and his friends had made during their sleepovers or after other near-disastrous encounters or when they whispered their what ifs about their dreams for the future would finally be enacted tonight.
With this knowledge, Danny looked into the eyes of the parents he loved even though they hurt him, who he trusted even though they tore his existence apart, and forced himself to use what remaining shreds of strength he had to whisper, “I love you,” before vanishing from their sight.
Danny had flown as fast as he could to Sam’s, knowing that his pre-packed go bag was tucked into the back of her closet. He hadn’t stopped moving until he flew through her open window into her bedroom, his form flickering into visibility with the erratic beating of his heart, all he could hear was blood rushing through his head. He felt hands on him as he collapsed to her bedroom floor and then the world dissolved into silence and nothing.
When he woke up he was in Frostbite’s hut, sore and disoriented but with the immediate knowledge and sadness that came with his location of safety. He stayed with Frostbite until the majority of his wounds had healed before Clockwork had appeared and asked if he was ready to start over. Danny knew what this meant, leaving behind his friends, his sister, and Amity Park, but he knew that if he went back his parents and the GIW would never stop hunting him to finish the job, so he just nodded and followed Clockwork back to his tower.
Clockwork explained the basics: a new dimension, a new identity, a home, decades worth of technological advancements beyond what he was familiar with, a scholarship to help cover his academics as well as get him on his feet financially, a reminder of the need to use his powers to avoid overloading himself, and an explanation to use if somebody questions his delays or lack of adjustment. Danny thought it would be hard to convince anybody that he was raised in a cult that lacked access to all modern technology and media but he trusted Clockwork to know what was necessary to get him to safety.
And that was it. Clockwork opened a portal directly into the apartment he had set up for Danny somehow. Danny Fenton no longer existed, and Danny Nightengale was the newest student to walk the halls of Gotham Academy. He did his best to adjust quickly to the advancements in the world, but he was still playing catch up with a lot of things. He’d fallen into a pretty decent rhythm with his studies as well as his own personal pursuits outside of school. He’d even managed to make some friends. He’d also gotten used to using his powers in the safety of his personal apartment.
One of the first things he had done when he settled into Gotham was start researching the city. Knowing the community around oneself is vital to blending in, after all. It was in these searches that he came across Batman and the Robins, regular humans with technological advancements to aid them as they pursued the roster of rogues plaguing the town. He hadn’t bumped into any of them, mostly because he kept to himself and only went to school and the grocery store if he could help it.
From what he could tell, nobody else he had been around had powers. He’d monitored everybody he could from his classrooms and when walking the streets of Gotham. He’d checked out as many of the rogues as he could and they all seemed to have chemically enhanced themselves or used technology to enact their plans.
So, Danny hid his powers publicly, but, in private, he used them as often as he could so that he could avoid building up too much energy and losing control. It had been a few months of this: walking through doors in his apartment rather than opening them, cooling down his food with his cryokinesis, telekinesis to grab things just out of reach, or duplication to work on homework while he finished cooking his dinner. At first, it was difficult, he’d worry about somebody walking in or his parents finding out. That especially had been a harsh pill to swallow, acknowledging that he had been unable to fully be himself in his own home out of fear. But over time, he got used to doing it in his own space.
He had gotten so used to it, in fact, that he’d started slipping up and using powers in front of his friends once he felt secure enough to start having them come over.
The first time he’d messed up, it had been Tim Drake over to work on a school project. Tim had been sitting at the table, back to the kitchen working on building their scale model when he asked Danny to give him a hand holding a piece down. Danny had been quickly making the two of them something to eat when Tim had made his request and had, without thinking, duplicated himself so the duplicate could keep making dinner while he went to assist Tim. When Tim asked a question while Danny 1 was holding the paper and Danny 2’s voice answered from not right beside Tim, Tim had startled vocally. Danny immediately realized and pulled the duplicate back into himself before Tim could turn around and see double. Danny had said the acoustics in the apartment could be weird sometimes and had acted nonchalantly enough that Tim seemed to drop it.
Another time, he had been playing video games with his neighbor Jason, a nicer college-aged guy who lived in the apartment down the hall and had started checking on Danny when he realized he was living alone. Danny had been a little put off at first, but over time Jason had been good for odd things, like knowing how to fix the leaky pipe under the bathroom sink and how to hook up a generator for heating up food when the power grid goes down from a rogue attack.
Danny and Jason had been playing video games when Danny had gotten cold. He’d stood up, walked to his bedroom to retrieve a jacket, and walked straight through the bedroom door instead of opening it. Jason was focused on his phone and only saw it happen out of the corner of his eye, but Danny had quickly just said the door was cracked and it no longer squeaked since Jason had fixed the hinges so he didn’t hear him push it open. Danny wasn’t sure if Jason believed him but he went back to playing video games with no argument so Danny thought it was a victory.
There had been a few other close calls, but Danny had explained them away as best he could when he caught them and they seemed to believe him.
It was the times he hadn’t been catching what he was doing that were the problem.
It was Duke who confirmed it first that Danny definitely had some type of powers. He had really liked hanging out with Danny at school when he started halfway through the semester, and they had quickly gotten pretty close. Not close enough for Duke to reveal his vigilante alter-ego, but close enough that they hung out multiple days a week on average. What was easily explained by Danny as tricks of the light or acoustics had been a little believable at first, but over time the excuses became flimsy and then outright laughable.
Duke wanted Danny to be comfortable though, he didn’t want him to feel forced to talk about his powers or to feel shamed about them. Duke knew the stress of being a meta and how it could paint a target on your back. He didn’t want Danny to think that having powers would change their friendship, and, more importantly, he didn’t want Danny to feel alone.
He’d spent several weeks thinking about how he would bring up the subject with Danny when, one weekend as they were working on homework at Danny’s place, Duke had knocked a pencil off the table on accident. Before he could even begin to lean over and grab it, the pencil floated back up onto the table and set itself down by his elbow. When Duke looked at Danny, he hadn’t even seemed to have broken concentration on the math problem he was doing. Duke was excited, maybe this meant that Danny was comfortable enough with Duke to start using his powers openly around him. Maybe this was the right time for him to bring it up.
Once they’d finished their worksheets and Danny had started making lunch for them, Duke pulled from the shadows making a ball the size of a baseball that he could manipulate. He started tossing it back and forth between his hands, essentially giving himself a fidget toy, as he started talking about how cool some of the meta’s he had seen on the news lately were. He was so absorbed in catching the shadow ball that he missed the way Danny had turned around, question on his lips (he was going to ask what a meta was), and froze.
Duke had continued talking for a couple of minutes, tossing the ball up in to the air and catching it in rhythm. When he paused to wait for feedback on the question he had asked: “Who’s your favorite hero?”, he finally glanced over to Danny and quickly the shadow ball disappeared from the air where he’d just tossed it.
Danny was staring at him, mouth hanging open. He looked like he’d seen a ghost.
“Danny, you okay?” Duke was starting to get nervous. He hadn’t meant to come on so fast with the topic and scare Danny. He thought the pencil thing earlier meant that Danny was ready to be more open about his powers. He really hated the thought that he may have just scared one of his friends away.
“You’re scaring me a little, man. What’s going on?” Duke questioned, pushing Danny to just say something, anything.
Danny closed his mouth and took a couple of deep breaths before slowly walking over and sitting down on the couch next to Duke, leaving as much space as he could between the two.
“Um, Duke, can everyone just… do that?” Danny finally whispered, fear and wonder glinting in his eyes when he finally looked over to Duke directly.
“What do you mean? Do what?” Duke wasn’t sure he understood what Danny meant.
“I mean, I know I grew up in a cult and was cut off from a lot of basic information and all. But I just mean, like, wouldn’t I have known if humans had the ability to just do all that?” Danny slumped back into the cushions looking up at the ceiling.
Now it was Duke’s turn to gape at his friend. A cult? Danny had never mentioned that before, at least not to Duke or Tim, who had already been running his theories of Danny being a meta by him and Jason pretty regularly. He feels like Tim would have mentioned a cult to him if Danny had said something before.
“Danny, literally how have you never mentioned growing up in a cult before?” Duke was trying not to sound accusatory; he really was. But he could feel the puzzle pieces falling into place about how behind Danny was about a lot of things: tech, slang, celebrities, history, and media being just the tip of the iceberg.
“Oh, yeah. I guess I don’t really talk about it much, or I try not to. I didn’t… have access to a lot of information outside of the cult’s teachings, but I just felt like there was more out there than what they were telling us. And, like, you just had a ball made of shadows in your hand, dude. And you were fidgeting with it like you weren’t even thinking about it?” Danny twisted on the couch to face his friend. He no longer looked timid, he looked intrigued.
“Yeah, shadow manipulation is part of my powers. I’m a meta who can, long story short, manipulate light and dark. It’s pretty neat, and it’s gotten a lot stronger as I’ve worked on it and gotten older.”
“What’s a meta?” Danny asked, head tilted but with a gleam of wonder and curiosity in his gaze.
“What’s a-? You don’t?” Duke rubbed his palms over his face, leaning his weight down to where his elbows rested on his knees where he sat.
Danny stayed silent, waiting for Duke to pull his thoughts together. It took a minute.
“Danny, I have a serious question here. You don’t have to tell me, but I need to know how much you do or don’t know to know where to start explaining stuff to you, okay?” Duke glanced over at Danny, who immediately nodded. “What did the cult teach you about powers? Better yet, what did the cult teach you in general?”
Danny looked a little sheepish at that. He drew his hand up, rubbing the back of his neck.
“Well… It’s… I mean, it’s kind of hard to explain. We didn’t really talk about powers on a human level? Like, conceptually, I guess, the cult taught that we were more powerful in death than in life and that those who lived successfully would be rewarded after death with the opportunity to walk the earth again as ectoplasmic entities. Those entities would be rewarded with powers, but the abilities were equated to their interests in life. So, like, if you lead a good and successful life where you gain a lot of power or influence you are more likely to become an ectoplasmic entity that has significant power or influence… does… does that make sense?” Danny looked embarrassed.
Meanwhile Duke was trying so incredibly hard to not let his absolute incredulity show on his face because what Danny just said was difficult to comprehend. In his time as a vigilante, Duke had come across quite a few cults with very questionable belief systems, but… ectoplasmic entities?
“I know it’s weird and hard to believe. The cult was small and got raided right after I managed to leave so I don’t think they even exist anymore. But I never even thought about the possibility that power wasn’t just for after death and yet you are sitting in my house manipulating shadows? What else have I missed?” Danny pressed on, anxious over his friend’s silence.
“Okay,” Duke sighed, “we have to go over several things here. One, thanks for telling me about that, I know it probably isn’t the easiest thing to talk about.”
Danny blushed and shrugged.
“Two, meta’s are everywhere, man. Most of us don’t show our powers publicly in, like, big displays. Meta’s have the metagene that once activated provides the person with abilities, which is like the most basic explanation I can pull together for you right this second.”
Danny looked like he was hanging onto every word.
“Three, I don’t know how you’ve been in Gotham for this many months and not at least heard about a meta from the news or just people at school gossiping. I feel like I can’t go a day without hearing about a new person’s powers, so I don’t know whether to be impressed or astounded to be completely honest.”
Danny chuckled a little bit.
“It’s hard to believe. I mean… that’s just amazing that people, meta’s, can do all of that. I guess I just never got around to digging that far into it when doing my crash course on what a normal life looked like.”
Duke laughed lightly with Danny at that. Then a thought hit him, and his stomach plummeted. Danny was still talking about other people having powers, but hasn’t mentioned himself at all in relation to what Duke was telling him.
Duke resisted the urge to start fidgeting with the shadows again.
Tentatively, Duke said, “Danny, I want you to know that I trust you and I hope you trust me. I don’t showcase my powers a ton because I do still want to keep them pretty private, which is a perfectly fine thing to do, but that doesn’t mean you can’t.”
Danny just looked confused.
“Okay?”
“Danny, I don’t want you to talk about it if you aren’t ready to. I totally understand and respect if you aren’t, but you don’t have to pretend you don’t have powers with me if you don’t want to.”
“What?” Danny seemed a little bit shocked and he finished twisting around so he was facing Duke head on.
“I’ve seen you use some of your powers around your apartment. You excuse them away sometimes and those excuses were believable at first but you literally levitated a pencil from the ground back up to the table while we were doing homework earlier. Last week when you answered the door to let me into your apartment, I saw a clone of you standing at the kitchen sink drying dishes over your shoulder and they were gone by the time I had finished taking my shoes off by the door. You couldn’t find your keys the other day when we were heading to the library to study and I watched you push your hand through the couch cushion, not between them, and pull out your keys. I’m just saying, you haven’t been the most subtle about them around me, and want you to know that I don’t mind if you use your abilities around me if you want to.”
Duke was being so earnest. He was trying so hard to get Danny to understand that he was accepting and wouldn't be judging whatever abilities Danny had, which from Duke’s count seemed to be numerous at this point.
Danny looked lost in thought for a few minutes after Duke finished. Duke remained quiet, letting him. He’d laid out all of his cards on the table, it would be up to Danny to decide what to do at this point.
After a few minutes of the silence, Danny spoke.
“Duke. I am not a meta.”
Duke wanted to scream. Not at Danny, exactly, but he wanted to scream at whatever closed-minded but influential person had convinced Danny’s parents that it was more believable for powers to only be obtained after death than to be granted in life even when the world was constantly sprouting new meta’s left and right these days. He wanted to yell at whoever made Danny so blind to his own abilities, his own truth, that he was fully in the belief that he was not in possession of powers even when he used them daily. He also wanted to scream at Bruce a little too, because it was due to Bruce’s training that he knew how to tell when somebody was lying, and he could tell with absolute certainty that Danny was telling Duke what he thought was the truth.
Duke was absolutely lost on what to do with Danny from here. Did he push to try and convince Danny that he was using powers or was a meta? Did he let it go and hope Danny did research on his own and figured it out without help? Did he call in reinforcements to help him try and explain it all to Danny?
How was Duke supposed to look a person in the eye and tell them that their reality was no longer the truth?
Somehow, someway, Danny accidentally gets Duke to believe that he, Danny, was used as a sacrifice in the cult. Danny just wanted to come clean a little bit about being, like, a different species maybe, because he JUST connected that maybe, mayhaps, the whole ‘Martian Manhunter as a Man From Mars’ thing was perhaps NOT some weird celebrity bit. So, sure, cult. Alien species or something, he hasn’t actually thought this plan through and he knows of exactly One Potential Alien Species, Unverified.
He bungles the explanation so hard that Duke gets a story of Danny being a human sacrifice to some kind of death-worship cult and that his parents were the ones that killed him, thus activating the ‘meta gene’ that saved his life and gave him some admittedly ghost-like powers. It’s shockingly close to the truth but also very, extremely mixed up, in part because Danny is being selective in his words and Duke is reading in-between lines that don’t actually exist here. Duke does get correct that Danny’s friends got him out and if Danny were ever found by the members of the ‘cult’, he’d be worse off than dead, which is NOT reassuring, by the by. However, Duke also thinks Danny’s friends are dead, but since Danny can NOT go back regardless, it’s not like he can just say they’re in Canada and they totally exist and are fine, so although Danny IS aware of THAT particular mix up, he can’t really fix it.
The batfam is having a completely normal time with this information.
Kind of amnesia Damian gets absorbed by the fenton family
Damian gets hit with - something
It scrambled his mind and erased a couple of years from his mind fully makeing him both the best, and the worst version of himself
He remembers parts of his family - his larger than life father and his antics at social events, his "sister" with red hair and another one with black hair, he remembers a brother he used to hate - looking way too much like his father to be comfortable, he remembers an older brother (was it suppose to be brothers? But they both give him the same feeling, and the memory is so fuzzy - he can't really tell- well- it must be A brother in the end)
Battered and bruised he is found by Danny, who thinks he is a clone
And Damian thinks he was always there
Then he starts to speak about a grandfather - and Danny assumed he is actually his brother or a clone(he doesn't bother checking with is it) from another timeline, especially since he seems to call clockwork a grandfather (a joke danny himself often makes bc of a grandfather clock)
So he enlisted some ghosts, moved stuff around, and since jazz moved out her room(with her permission!) became Damians, and Danny gaslit his family in to thinking they forgot another child again (Fentons think about checking for dementia but ended up forgetting to do so bc they adhd so hard they are not even bothered by anything anymore)
How amnesia made Damian worse, you ask?
Damian doesn't remember Danny (who he mixed up with Tim) having good martial arts experience (he remembers him being hurt)
So he started to protect him
From bullies
From ecto entities (such as hot dogs, who are not truly ghost)
From bad grades
From harsh words
From insects
From weather ...
So he might've become too protective, too involved, but god if his brother got even a scrape he turned murderous
For a year he grew closer and closer to his family, a single little phrase at a time - "i love you" and "i am proud of you" tied him to Fentons so close it actually turned scary
And while Wayne love was also true, it hurt on every step,
To give, to receive, to go blind from it - so when Batman came to their doorstep
Ever since her Possession by Undergrowth, and being claimed as his Student as well as her connection to the Green in general, means she has connection and can call upon help from the Green whenever, wherever.
And then Danny got captured by the GIW - and she got desperate. So much so, that she unintentionally called for backup, a multitude of universes away.
The Plants VS Zombies Universe ... and the Plants heard the call. They did not know what the call was, only that it was desperate - and they needed help. After all, the Plants can spare a few ... hundred ... soldiers to help them out.
Sam got the scare of her life when a massive portal appeared and a giant flying RV showed up with a bunch of Plants on the back. No one else could understand them, except Sam - and once she explained the situation ... needless to say, the Plants were furious.
Needless to say, breaking into the GIW Base was really easy once you had an army quite literally backing you up. They broke in, shot anyone and anything that tried to attack them back - and got outta there with Danny.t
But he was incredibly injured, and needed time to heal. Time they did not have, because the GIW were most certainly gonna attack back. And Sam, the Plants and everyone in Amity knew that. So, Sam gave the Plants the greenlight, to completely protect Amity Park, and to stop the GIW.
The Plants secured an entire perimeter around Amity Park ... and thus, a 2nd War was brewing ... Plants VS GIW.
The Plants knew what to do, they had experience. They broke into GIW Bases to wreck their things, in a Turf Takeover. Stole important Files and escaped Taco Bandits style. They took out as many Soldiers as they could in Team Vanquishes. They blew up important bases and technology like their matches of Gnome Bombs. And when they brought out their Tanks, the Plants brought out their Dinosaurs. And they planted new Garden and territory in the ususal Garden Ops.
All of this chaos and mayhem, and yet the GIW remained consistently annoying ... like Zombies. They keep coming out of the woodwork, and eventually? The Justice League took notice.
I mean, who wouldn't? They're getting reports of a bunch of Sentient, Walking, Plants are attacking a bunch of Government Bases, blowing things up, and stealing information.
When the Justice League arrived, the Plants immediately defended ... because well, they attacked back. No one could understand the Plants, and Amity Park was too enclosed and secure for anyone else to explain ... aside from the GIW's blatant lies.
The Plants were losing, so they called in extra backup ... the PVZ Heroes. And well ... NOW things are becoming more and more chaotic.
And the only people who can explain have willingly sealed themselves away, behind the protection of the Plant Army, healing. And until Danny is healed, this battle will not be over.
People wanted an addition, so I'm giving them an addition! And I'm gonna add some extra and flavor to it ...
MISSION 1: THE SPECIAL PLANT FORCES (OVERTURE)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LIb_V6pV12M
"What happened?"
They had Phantom - They had him, they cut that thing open to study it. To understand it, how to weaponize it. And more importantly, how to destroy it and all of those disgusting scum.
And then, the base was raided. No matter how many times he read the reports, saw pictures, reviewed security footage, and even gained testimonies - the Director of the GIW couldn't believe what he was hearing.
The Base was raided, Phantom was stolen and Agents were killed ... by a bunch of walking, talking, oversized Plants.
He still couldn't believe it - and he was there at the base. But he didn't see, and yet still, he couldn't believe it. The Two Agents in front of him were nervous, obviously. This was the biggest fuck-up yet, because they had it. They had Phantom, and he was broken free.
"U- Uh sir ... w- we told you what ..."
"I HEARD YOU THE FIRST TIME."
The Director slammed his fist against his desk, causing the Two Agents to once again flinch at his anger.
"What I mean is, how? We captured Phantom, we finally had weapons to capture it, we could harm it. And yet we still lost, because of a bunch of Sentient Plants?"
The Agents did not speak again, and stood there - ramrod straight. Afraid. The Director stared at them, and then shook his head in disappointment.
"... it does not matter. They caught us off-guard, those spooks. Even with those overgrown weeds, we have numbers. We have weapons. By tomorrow, I want Phantom back so we can continue experimentation, and then, wipe Amity Park off of this planet and rid it of ghost scum, once and for all."
oAoAo
"How is he?"
Sam and her new Army of Plants stood by her, as the Fenton Parents and Frostbite were in the Far Frozen. Thank the Ancients Jack and Maddie Fenton accepted Danny, they loved him too much.
So seeing this happen to him, they are livid ... but will do anything to save their son. Frostbite turned to her, with an expression of calm.
"His Core remains undamaged, thankfully. But his physical and human half has taken a lot of damage, and he is in a coma - but his body will regenerate and heal all wounds overtime, within months. But with him being here, and a steady supply of ectoplasm, he will be awake by the end of the week."
Oh thank Ancients ... the damage could have been worse. He was vivisected, but they got in before they could cause some more damage. A coma is better than ... than anything else.
But then the realization hits Sam harder than Skulker has ever thrown Danny - only for Tucker to come to the same realization next to her, and speaking out.
"We don't have a week! The GIW is already regrouping, and they're going to storm Amity Park by tomorrow! Even with Danny, they've gotten too dangerous!"
The only reason they took so long in rescuing Danny was because of how dangerous the GIW have gotten. Too much security, too many weapons, too many guards.
But they were able to do it ... call for backup. And she turned to the one who lead those hundreds of Plant Soldiers. A Giant Sunflower the size of a Human, with an eyepatch, a beret and badges of honor on her ... leaf-hands?
Sam could hear the other Plants call her 'Major Sweetie.' Seems she was listening in.
"So, you're saying this 'Ghost Investigation Ward' is not done yet? They're going to come back? Just to genocide you all?"
Sam nodded ... and then faced her directly. "I know you didn't have to come, and you don't have to stay - but ..."
Major Sweetie held up one of her leaf-hands, as the medals jingled. "It's okay. We're staying to fight, this isn't our first time dealing with something like this. We'll help, and we'll protect Amity Park."
She gave Sam a winning smile - a sunny smile. And Sam ... felt safer at that thought. She saluted, and Major Sweetie stepped out - out into the street, where Hundreds of her Plant Brothers, Sisters, and Cousins waited.
Ranging from the simple Peashooters and other Sunflowers, to the Torchwoods, the Oaks, the Mushrooms with Nightcaps, Cob Cannons, Kernel Corns with their Butterhawks, Chompers, Roses, Citrons, Cacti, Catapults, Bloomerangs, Weeds, Dandelions, Wall-Nuts, Tall-Nuts - so many of them that came, and all stand before her now.
"Listen up! Seems like these GIW Agents aren't done yet - they're persistent. And they're not stopping until they've Ended every single person in this Town! But we won't let that happen! We'll defend this town!"
The Plants all were slowly getting hyped up ...
"But at the same time, we will not make the same mistakes as last time! We won't just defend, we'll stop them! There won't be another Mega Flower incident. There won't be a Zomburbia incident, never again! We will not underestimate our enemy!"
The cheering and the kazoo sounds are becoming louder.
"LET'S DO THIS! MAY THE TREE OF WISDOM BE WITH US!"
