Chapter 0. Part 0.0

Needs and business

"What I'm saying, Sir McFist, is that the recent attacks made our students very unfocused to their duties. They're not studying or doing their activities and are in constant fear for the next attack, or constantly excited for the next time the Ninja appears, but that isn't the problem here. So we, from the educational wing of Norrisville, have reach the decision to request a School Counselor from you, sir."

"A what!?"

"A Teen Therapist." Viceroy explained with an unimpressed stare. "They want you to contract a Teen Therapist for the school, because of the fights that usually happens there. For the students to feel safe and not doubt you're behind most of the attacks."

"How can they doubt that?!" Hannibal barked at the evil scientist, turning away from the shattering phone in his metal grip to the little nice montage Viceroy prepared for him.

"Monday was the McFist's RoboApe Invasion" The video showed the Ninja in top of a nicely cut piled of mechanics before smoke-bombing out of the sight, cheering still being heard as the image faded.

"Then there was McFist's Ninja-Freezing Robot Killing Machine Tuesday." It revealed a frozen school cafeteria, students peeking through holes and doors to witness the Ninja lay the last hit in his aflame suit, throwing the mothers of all fireballs at the killer robot that, in which a flash of light, collided and caused the robot to explode into rubble. More cheers and praises continued their way until the Ninja completely disappeared inside a smoke of orange.

"Of course we can't forget McFist's Mad Octopus Wednesday." He smirked. "That was one amusing day." The monitor displayed a school library completely coated in ink and oil, books and shelves absorbing the color as they laid down broken and useless, possibly hundreds of documents lost forever in the miniature sea of black. But the Ninja himself was spotless as he made his signature move to get out of the wreckage.

"And finally, yesterday. McFist's Fire Against Fire Thursday." Willem became serious, glaring at the screen montage that presented they an inferno, a fire coated robot destroying the school and letting the flames to devour the debris, growing larger and spreading out of school ground. "If it hadn't been the Ninja, this whole city would've been burn down to ashes." The montage ended with applause for Norrisville's savior, thousands of students covered in dirt, water and sought, they were safe, thankful and awe after witnessing the, now shown with burnt hands, Ninja deliver the best fight they've seen yet. However, Hannibal McFist looked as if he was about to explode, the phone long destroyed in his metal claw that kept trying to close itself tighter.

"It was HIS FAULT that YOUR ROBOT WENT CRAZY!" The scientist somehow managed to not roll his eyes, keeping his mouth shut as he already knew McFist would never listen to him him and keep pinning the blame on his, though he did manufacture the robot and his employer claimed it was his own ingenuity, and no indoor voice, that built it. "I'll just contract a Teen Therapist to keep those kids away! I am BRILLIANT!"

'Cue to Evil Laughter.' Vireroy kept unimpressed and finally rolled his eyes. 'The things I do for science.'

"Viceroy! Find me a Teen Rap-"

"Therapist."

"Find me the best a gazillionare can employ and get THEM HERE!" And the laughter was back.

God. Working for an evil mayor was hard.

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God. Working for an evil mayor was hard.

Penelope finished drying her hair as she examined closely her human skin under the bathroom's white light. It looked young, spotless, perfect, but not good enough and nor as much when she worked at Casper High school. When she could squeeze all that delicious and exotic teenager drama misery to herself, all of those rejuvenating emotions tasted as wonderfully as the work they did on her soft dead skin, and were quite the taste to make her salivate at the memory. She missed those miserable unhappy souls, they were of such fine quality like a properly aged wine and she did used to love a good refined drink.

But her fountains of ecstasy were cut shot as the most exquisite of the miseries had to have ghost powers and heroic persona. It frustrated the shadow ghost to no end. She was now forced to drink from cheap tears of sadness to keep up with her form when outside the Ghost Zone, the small doses were saddening enough to make her wallow in her own disgusting shame. Especially for having to humanly work for Vlad Plasmius for those.

However, Penelope had been warned by other ghosts who previously worked to that maniac psychopath, and already knew the consequences and what type of thin rope she would walk upon. The therapist could perfectly guess were she was going when the first contact with the megalomaniac happened, when he provided all signs of a perfectly healthy and complicated mind like her own, the powers and experience were certainly a plus, but what could they be useful for if his unbalanced mind with deteriorating logic dragged his intellectual down? Maybe she was only working for him to appreciate all the time of sanity he had left before taking extremely doubtful decisions, then to witness his pathetic fall when the time runs out. It would be so mentally delicious for herself to see one fall so miserably like that, but not exactly delectable in rejuvenating misery. He looked too old even for her.

Spectra finished putting her signature red suit, moving the inexistent dust away from her shoulders and finished last minute preparations. Masked peppy smile, sincere caring-uncaring eyes, sharp done nails and fake documents provided by one of the most influential humans on the planet. She had no use for money, but her new "employer" was as clueless as most of that incompetent town. But who cared?

As her employer said, business were only business.


Hello people! My first crossover yet and this one already looks pretty cool in my point of view!

Anyway, I'm 100% not sure if I got their characterizations right so feel free to drop me some critics about how each character acts and everything, Ideas for the plot are open too! I'll read each review and possibly reply them if I can!

Until next update!