《Danny Phantom x Female!Reader》Chapter 58: Bring Me My Gems, If You Ever Want To See Your Families Alive Again
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Everyone is chattering and starts climbing up to the stage to approach Danny and I. Danny pushes me behind him as the crowd starts to gather around us. Suddenly, Tucker and Sam dive in to guard us, staving off the crowd with the drum stool and a microphone. "Back! Back, savages!" Tucker exclaimed. "Well, uh, it, could be worse?" Sam said to us, nervously. "Really? How?" Danny asked her, annoyed.
"Nobody move!" A voice called out. We look up and saw that it was the Guys in White as the land down on the stage and approach us, guns raised. "You two are coming in for questioning." The white skinned agent said. "And experiments. Lots and lots of really painful experiments." said the black skinned agent. "I don't think so! Tucker, Sam grab hold of us." Danny said and Tucker grabs hold of my arm and Sam grabs hold of Danny's arm.
"I'm Going Ghost!" Danny and I exclaimed as we transforms and fly off to the crowd cheering and chanting mine and Danny's name. "Guys, you're rock stars." Tucker said but tlsuddenly Danny and I revert in midair. "Who can't do anything!" I said and we plummet, screaming, back to the stage.
All of sit up as Danny and I place a hand on our heads. "That Reality Gauntlet explosion must have messed with our ghost powers." said Danny. Sam looks out into the crowd and said. "I'll get us out of here." She grabs Danny and I by the shirt, then she flings us out into the crowd. "Mosh pit!" She shouts.
Cheering, the crowd helps us crowdsurf away. Sam grabs the Reality Gauntlet book and she and Tucker quickly follow us. We, then, disappeared into the mass of people. The agents fly by overhead, as we crawl out the back of the audience and run for it.
We hide behind the locker room and look back to see if we were being followed, when we were yanked inside. The lights come up in the dark locker room to reveal that our unlikely rescuers are Paulina and the football team. "You're...helping us?" Danny asked them. "Well, duh! You two only been helping us for like, ever!" Dash exclaimed. "Well that explains when you told me you were seeing someone." Paulina said, her arms crossed her chest as she glares at me. I rolled my eyes when Dash suggested to dress us up.
Danny put on a football player uniform, Tucker puts on the mascot suit and Sam and I put on the cheerleading outfits. All of us walk out, our faces covered, as we see the Guys in White trying to find us.
We walk into the woods when Tucker and Danny take off their helmets while Sam and I pull the pompoms down off of our face. "I want that back by Monday---minus the goth sweat." Paulina said to Sam. "We don't sweat, we simmer!" Sam shouts at her then I grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her away.
After we change to our normal clothes, we head over to Danny's house. Danny peeks around the corner from the alleyway we were standing in, scoping out the street. "Ok, we'll have to split up. Sam, you and (y/n) go to (y/n)'s house and get her stuff. Tucker and I can zip in, get my stuff--"
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"Then what? Run away from home?" Tucker asked him. "Well, what choice do we have? The whole world knows our secret!" I said to him. "But if I can get the Gauntlet, I can change reality so that none of this ever happened." Danny said as we walk in his house. "Believe me, it'll be better for everyone if (y/n) and I just--uh, disappear?" He said as we stop and see a squad of armed and armored Guys in White, then a couple of them seized Sam and Tucker. "For those still counting, that's three times we've been grabbed today." Sam informed us.
"Humans are secure. Take down the ghost children!" One of the agents ordered. "Where are my mom and dad? What have you done with them?" Danny asked them, angrily, but they don't answer him.
"Daniel Fenton and (y/n) (l/n), in accordance with the , you two are under arrest." Another agent said.
"I'm only gonna say this once. Let my friends go, and get out of my house!" Danny shouted at them.
"Or what?" One of the agents asked him.
"Or this!" He said as he runs to a curtained wall, he throws back the curtain to reveal a red button behind a glass case labeled In Case of Fenton Emergency, Break Glass! Using the hammer hanging there, he breaks the glass and presses the emergency button. Immediately an alarm sounds and a red light starts flashing.
FentonWorks Anti-Creep Mode activated. Our special today is fudge.....I mean pain.
Metal claws shoot out from behind pictures on the wall, seizing the two agents that have grabbed Sam and Tucker and smashing them together. "Fire ectoweapons!" one of the agents shout. The agents open fire on us, but a large clear barrier shaped like Mr Fenton's head pops out of the floor, shielding us.
"What's going on?!" I asked Danny.
"The house attacks anything using ecto-energy. I'm Going Ghost!" He said.
"Wait!" I started to shout but he does go ghost, and immediately five different weapons drop out of the ceiling and target him. He quickly reverts to human form and they retract. "You just said it would attack anything using ecto energy, which of course means us, too!" I said. "Sorry, force of habit, I guess." He replied. "What do we do?" Tucker asked. "Run!" Danny shouts.
We run as several agents leap out at us. Three torpedos shoot out of the TV and unfold into four-pronged devices that pin the agents to the wall and zap them. There was chaos as the flexible metal claws begin bashing agents around the house.
"Where are your parents?" Tucker asked Danny.
"Probably looking for me or (y/n)" Danny replied.
"...or a scalpel to dissect us with." I said and we run up the stairs but an agent drops down in front of us, gun aimed. "Freeze!" he ordered. Danny throws his hands up, stopping us from going any further. "Ok!" he said as a red light drops out of the ceiling, the siren resuming.
Metal cutouts of Mr and Mrs Fenton, looking inordinately cheerful, smash the agent first from one side, then the other. He falls down the stairs as we move to the side, knocking down the other agents. Danny, Sam, Tucker and I run into the Fenton master bedroom. Danny pulls up a round rug, exposing what looks like a steel manhole cover, and we all step onto it. "Four to the Op Center!" Danny shouts and A clear tube drops down from the ceiling and sucks us upward.
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We exit into the Op Center through the Fridge, emerging from it coughing in a cloud of cold air or smoke. "Man, your dad really needs to get rid of that ham." Tucker said as Danny starts working at the controls while grappling hooks start to latch on to the sides. "Time to lock up for the night!" said Danny.
Metal barriers close down over the windows as the agents reach us. We all look up in alarm as sparks start flying from the ceiling. Danny runs to open the fridge and punches a red button labled "Emergency Op Center Release Button"The entire Op Center starts shuddering, retracting all of the instruments and devices on the outside. The agents outside are all knocked off as a giant blimp with Jack's face on it unfurls from the top and the Op Center detaches from the roof of the townhouse and flies away.
"The Fenton Blimp? What are we gonna do, bore them off our tail in a low-speed chase?" Sam asked Danny. "Not quite" he replied as he moves the Emergency Ham, revealing another red button hidden beneath it. He presses it and the Fenton Blimp suddenly sheds the balloon and reforms into a jet. The jet takes off, Danny at the tiller, looking strained, as we dive toward Casper High.
"We're gonna destroy the school!" I shout.
"I don't know what to do!" Danny shouted back.
"Do something!" Sam and Tucker scream in unison.
"Wait!" He presses a button on the dashboard and dashes back to join us in the passenger seats. An inflatable version of Mr Fenton unfurls from the tiller into the pilot's chair. "Auto Jack activated. Please buckle up and pass the the fudge!" The auto pilot said.
All four of us buckle our seatbelts as the Auto Jack successfully pulls out of the nosedive, hurtling down the street and narrowly missing a semi as we scream.
Looking out the window, we see that the agents have caught up again in mini jet planes. "It's after five. Why can't they quit like every other government employee!?" Sam exclaimed. Danny and I go ghost and run to the bulkhead. Bracing against it, we go invisible, and with effort start to turn the jet invisible as well.
Hours later, Sam said. "Guys, we lost them yesterday. You two can stop now." We turn the jet back tangible then Danny and I revert back to human and collapse to sit against the bulkhead, exhausted. "We should contact your parents." Tucker suggested. "And tell them what? I'm sorry I've been lying to you. I'm sorry Mr and Mrs (l/n) for what happened to (y/n) and putting her in danger. And please, mom and dad, don't rip me and (y/n) apart molecule by molecule?" Danny said and Tucker looks down at his feet. I closed my eyes as I felt my eyes water. That's right, I wonder how my parents feel about me having powers? Even though they're friends, I hope they don't blame the Fenton's for this. "Besides, if they have anything to say to me they can always contact me." Danny said.
As if on cue, an alarm goes off. "Ugh...here we go." he said and he keys something into the console and Freakshow's face appears on the screen. "Oh, hello. Hope I'm not interrupting the worst day of your life ! But it seems I need your help." He said. "You miserable freak, why would we ever help you?!" I asked him, angrily.
"I'm sorry, did I say need? I meant !" He said and he begins to laugh. He stands back and gestures, gradiosely, showing us that the Fentons, Mansons, Foleys and my parents are trapped in a cage behind him. "He's got my parents!" Sam shouted.
"He's got all our parents." Tucker said, exasperated.
"Mom! Dad!" Danny said.
"No." I muttered in fear.
"Why look. I have something you want. And you know the location of something I want: my gems, which you four fools will retrieve if you ever want to see your families alive again! Oh, and just to keep it dramatic, you have three days." He said and he laughs again as the screen goes black.
"Three days? But we don't even know where to start looking!" I said. "Actually, we do!" Sam said as she gestures towards her and the boys. "What d'you mean?" I asked. "We're the ones who hid the gems, according to the book, the Gauntlet has a defense mechanism. What you have to do is think of a place to hide the gem you're holding." Sam replied. "Which means they're safe and sound at Gothapalooza."
"Except I was thinking about the comic book convention." Tucker said.
"And I was thinking about the Space Center." said Danny.
"Looks like we're gonna get that cross country trip together after all." I said as a map drops down behind Danny. "Starting here." He said as he points at Florida. "Auto Jack setting new course for Cape Canaveral, Florida." said the Auto Jack and he steers the jet towards Florida.
"No fair! How come we get to go your place first?" Tucker asked Danny as we make it to Florida. "Does it matter? We're not here to have fun. We're here to look for the Reality Gems." Danny informed him. "Which according to Freakshow's book, are activated by touch. So as long as nobody found it yet...maybe this will be easy." Sam said as she consults the book. But as we look up, we see a Space Shuttle with red eyes and a mouth, head in towards us.
"It's never easy, is it?" I asked the others.
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