Happy belated truce @wingedflight
I’m your back-up gifter and I hope you like it TT0TT
I spent way too long trying to write this and I feel like it could still be better, but I’d still be writing it 3 months from now if I didn’t make myself post it
Amity Park, a nice place to live.
At one time, this would have been the sign to greet visitors to this midwestern town. And at a glance, many would probably still mistake it for the truth. It was fairly quaint, the buildings rundown in a charming sort of way. Everyone seemed to know everyone, and the citizens all came across as friendly.
However, if one were to spend any amount of time in Amity, they'd quickly find out about some of its "quirks".
For one, it's been a hotspot of supernatural activity for nearly three years. Daily ghost attacks were just the norm nowadays. It wasn't unusual for the townsfolk to continue with their usual routines while a block over a building is being destroyed by a giant green ghost shaped like some sort of cephalopod.
No, despite appearances, this was not your average American town.
Thankfully for the Amity Parkers, they are lucky enough to have not one, but two resident superheroes: Phantom, who had been protecting the town since the ghost attacks first started, and the Red Huntress, who appeared shortly after.
The two would often butt heads, but they always put the safety of the average person first.
It was when a second Phantom appeared that something seemed to change.
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"Danny, are you sure this is a good idea?"
"What? You mean letting Ellie help out with the you-know-whats?"
Sam sighed, "Yes that. You said she's only been stable for what, like a week? Besides, what if people notice she doesn't look like the Phantom they're used to?"
"Sam, they're not going to notice," Danny rolled his eyes as he slammed his locker door shut. The loser trio of Casper High were huddled around their lockers like always. Looking around to make sure no one unwanted was in earshot he continued, "If they haven't noticed that I look suspiciously like Phantom by now, they're not going to notice a nearly identical girl in a hoodie doing the same job."
"Yeah, Sam," Tucker added, "Lighten up a bit. She lived by herself for a year and helped punch out Plasmius, I think she can take care of herself."
"And you aren't worried about Red either?"
Living up to his nickname as the clueless one, a look of confusion flashed over Danny's features, "Why would I be worried about her?"
The trio jolted as the warning bell rang and began making their way to the first class of the day, settling into their seats at the back of the class.
"Newsflash, genius, the Huntress knows that Ellie is only half ghost," Sam hissed. "So, if she's 'Phantom's cousin', she might figure out that Phantom is half human too."
With a groan, Danny flopped face first onto his desk.
Tucker let out a nervous laugh and pat the halfa's shoulder. "It's fine. I'm sure if she hasn't figured it out by now, she isn't going to!"
"I really hope you're right, Tuck."
The chattering in the room quieted down as Mr. Lancer cleared his throat, " Good morning, class."
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Class had only been in session for twenty minutes when a familiar chill washed over Danny. His hand shot into the air before the icy mist could even pass his lips.
"Yes, Mr. Fenton?" Lancer sighed.
Eyes flitting back and forth, Danny briefly spied a large bear-like ghost approaching the school. "May I go to the restroom?" he shrugged sheepishly.
"I'm not sure why you still bother to ask since you'll go even if I say no, but yes, you may."
Danny rushed out of the room before Lancer could resume lecturing. Ignoring the direction of the nearest bathroom, he leaped into the first janitor's closet he could find and allowed the bright rings of transformation to change him into the black hazmat-suited Danny Phantom.
Phasing through the walls of the school, he barreled straight into the ghost a few yards away from a classroom.
Suddenly an ectoblast shot from behind him and directly into the bear's eyes. "I thought you were going to let me handle the attacks during school hours," Ellie called.
"And listen to another minute about the symbolism in the Scarlet Letter? Hard pass," Danny rolled his eyes and kicked the ghost to the ground, forming a small crater with the impact. "Got the thermos?"
"Right here!" Ellie declared. With a flourish she unclipped the thermos from her belt and aimed for the formerly rampaging ghost. After one last rage-filled growl, the bear was gone, and the school was safe again.
Now that the threat was gone, the two Phantoms retreated to the rooftop of the school.
"Thanks for all the help lately, Ellie, I appreciate it. You didn't get hurt back there, right?"
"Please! Me, get hurt? You're the one that tackled the thing, " Ellie shoved him lightly.
"Well as long as you're okay. See you after-"
The two ghosts turned towards the voice. Hovering there, not too far from the edge of the roof, was the Red Huntress. Danny felt himself tense at the sight of the ghost hunter, but seeing no weapons, stayed where he was.
"Red!" Danny chuckled nervously, "What brings you around here?"
The huntress sighed and hopped down to the rooftop beside them. "We need to talk."
"The time for secrets is over," she said. "I could never live with myself if I found out I'd killed a human."
Danny flinched. "What do you mean?"
"Phantom, it wasn't that hard to figure out," she placated. "If Ellie is your cousin and she's only half ghost, then it makes sense that you are too."
"Hey, no," Danny scolded. "Your safety is more important than my secret. And well, she's not exactly my cousin."
"I guessed as much. You look exactly alike. Twins?"
"Something like that," the two half ghosts replied.
"Anyway," the huntress started, "I'm sorry for trying to waste you all these years."
"And I'm sorry about Cujo, he really wasn't my dog," he said as he rubbed the back of his neck.
The huntress barked out a laugh, " Fair enough. Why don't we make that truce official?" With that she removed her helmet. "I'm Valer-"
"Valerie?" he practically shouted.
Ellie giggled, "Oh, you didn't know?"
Danny's face grew cold with a dark green blush, the two girls snickering at his embarrassment.
"So, I guess if you know me," Valerie pondered, "then that means I probably know you."
He released the transformation, returning to regular old Danny Fenton. Valerie's jaw dropped.
"D-danny?" she squeaked.
“Surprise?”
