#dannystarter

The GlW have never really been a big threat. Their tech just isn’t that good and frankly, they haven’t had a ton of competent agents working for them. Not today, apparently. Today, Danny is losing. Badly. It’s not Fenton tech, but whatever they’re using is working. His powers short-circuited. He can’t disappear or fly away. He’s bleeding out and hopelessly outnumbered. He thinks he might die here. Again.

And then he feels it. The tug of a summoning spell. It’s not unusual, but he doesn’t have to answer. He’s never answered–not when there’s no way of knowing who’s on the other end. But right now? Anything is better than the GlW. Anything. So he accepts it and when he appears where he’s been summoned, he gives a bright grin and quips, “You rang?”

He barely stays on his feet. He really hopes they don’t notice.

By nature of what he is, Danny is difficult to trap. Not a lot of restraints can hold a ghost. It’s one of the most reliable pieces of his powers, one he’s often grateful for. But sometimes, people (VIad, mostly, SkuIker sometimes) find a workaround.

Which is how he’s ended up here, handcuffed to a pipe in an unknown location, stuck in his ghost form, oozing ectoplasm from multiple wounds. The problem, really, is that he doesn’t know who’s behind this. Not SkuIker. He enjoys the hunt himself. VIad probably. Maaaybe the G.I.W., but this feels a bit sloppy for them.