"What were you thinking? No wait, you probably weren't thinking at all." Jazz hissed as she tied a bandage around Dan's arm who grumbled and looked out the side. They were currently the only ones in the hidden room of Sam's Mansion. "What were you even doing? You still haven't explained anything. Not where you went, nor what you did."
Dan only grumbled again, head still turned away. But from the corner of his eyes, he was watching Jazz. Though he refused to give an answer. His encounter with Talia of all people wasn't something he was going to tell her about. Nor that he overestimated himself. Well, he still thought he could take her and that that woman probably used some dirty tricks when he fought her.
He watched Jazz warp the obviously non-lethal cuts on his human body. They weren't lethal. Talia didn't aim to kill once when he tried to get answers out of him. Yet she was able to keep up with him, his ghost form specifically. Even knew how to counter him.
Dan knew this now and he was not going to get Jazz or any of the others involved with her. Danny wouldn't want that either. Though Dan was not doing that for Danny, at least that's what he told himself. Because Talia was dangerous.
He doesn't know how but she had Fenton technology and that damned taser Vlad created that could suppress ghost powers for some time and force Danny, Ellie and him into human form. Though Dan was aware that Vlad had locked all his inventions away, even destroyed some of them under the watchful eyes of him and Danny before, part of that man's redemption apparently, he also knew that this was the League of Assassins. He wasn't delusional, and it was likely since Talia knew about his existence she likely also already had procured any inventions that could counter ghost powers.
Which didn't lessen his suspicion of that woman at all. No, it made her even more suspicious in his mind. She must have something to do with Danny's disappearances. Especially when she said something about Danyal being where he belongs. Considering the bits and pieces he still remembered from his shared memory with Danny could mean anything.
"Dan! Dan! You aren't listening aren't you?!" Jazz groaned and Dan realized he had zoned out while he had been thinking. "URG! You and Danny are so alike!"
A dark chuckle escaped Dan but at the look, Jazz gave him, he bit back his snarky comment. Though a moment later it wouldn't have mattered anyway a portal opened right before them startling Jazz and causing him to course.
Though neither expected Wolf to be the one to step out of it. The wolf ghost looked around until his eyes fell on Dan and the ghost started to spew out sentences in quick succession that didn't make sense to either. Dan blinked before he finally elbowed Jazz. It sounded like something happened in the Ghost Zone. Something that wasn't good and for a split second Dan hoped that Fright Knight would be fine stopping anyone going through the gate at Vald's. "Call Tucker."
Meanwhile in a penthouse in Gotham…
"Was that supposed to happen?" Tim wondered out loud, questioning once more how he had let Steph talk him into this. Seriously, how? The two were currently staring at a chalk circle drawn on the floor of his bird nest. Stephanie right next to him. The book on ghosts open in her lap on the specific page of how to summon a ghost or more accurately, the ghost king.
Tim hadn't expected anything from this really. Like nothing at all, while he knew about magic, ghosts and all the other supernatural stuff. He did not expect this to work at all. He was still trying to learn how to decipher something akin to ghost language, that apparently Jason can read. Which he was still not over yet, he still planned on pestering the other for more answers. There had to be some better explanation of 'i just can, maybe because i died?' Because if that had been the case then he was pretty sure 90% of their family should have been able to read the damned green note.
Well in the middle of these struggles and logical conclusions Tim was trying to make Steph had gotten her hands on his book and… well she got invested too. Just not like him, in a different way. Like her usual, slightly chaotic way. Which resulted in trying to summon a ghost.
"We did everything right, right?" She muttered, flipping through the pages of the book. "Maybe I should have bought the duck candles after all instead of normal ones…"
Tim shook his head hearing that. "Steph, no." A sigh left his lips before his eyes focused back on the object that now lay in the drawn chalk circle. He was contemplating what to do. Maybe even call Greta until he noticed Steph reaching for it and slapped her hand away from it. "Steph, no."
He gave her a stern look as he repeated himself. His eyes went back a moment later to the toxic green ring with a red eyed skull symbol on it. It reminded him slightly of a lantern ring, just more deadly and likely dangerous. Considering they apparently had summoned it from what was described as the Infinite Realms, in the book.
The blond next to him gave him a pout before getting up and going to Tim's kitchen, coming back with grill tongs and picking the ring up with them before he could stop her again. "What should we do with this?"
The black haired teen sighted getting out one of his special evidence collection bag and opening it for Steph to drop the ring into it. Making sure neither of them would ever touch whatever they had just summoned directly. "I don't know yet. But I think I will make a call to Greta. Probably should have done so earlier. Also I will see if there is a way to analyse… this ring."
Steph hummed, her earlier excitement of doing a ghost summon gone. "That's… kind of boring." Tim could only shrug as an answer, again he hadn't expected anything at all from this. Steph had been the one to hype this summon thing up, expecting to actually summon something from the so called Infinite Realms.
"I want to try again later! Maybe tomorrow You know when everyone is out on patrols! Oh maybe we should try it on the highest building of iGotham, at Fullmoon! Like some real ritual thing!" Steph continued on her enthusiasm returning, Tim shook his head, thought he didn't disagree. A part of him was after all curious and maybe he could get some tips from Greta first before they tried again. The ring, as intriguing as its design was, was kind of disappointing as a summon result.
Another sigh left Tim's lips as they moved to clean up. He did not notice how a green post-it note appeared in the evidence bag by the ring with writing he would not be able to decipher.
