Disclaimer and Author's note: Hey I'm getting back to TTxDP swing so I decided to take up CarishTale's challenge. But then Theboblinator beat me to the punch with their great story of "Mirror of Notnef". Fortunately, Theboblinator was nice and understood my predicament, so keep in mind that some things will seem the same, but in truth I'm really trying not to copy. Hope ya'll enjoy.
Danny Phantom nor Teen Titans belong to me.
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Danny is trying to get out again. He's smashing his whole body against the mirror, calling for help, but to no avail. Time passes, desperation increases. More attacking, more screaming, more failure. It's okay though. His friends will come and rescue him. Tucker is probably coordinating the boomerang with his PDA right now while Jazz is getting their parents to help. And Sam...
Sam would tear down the Ghost Zone to bring him back.
Danny cracks a smile at the thought. Yeah, they'll get him out of this mess. They always do.
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Days, months, years-time didn't matter anymore. Time was nothing more, an old friend a...Clockwork. Yes, Clockwork! Time was Clockwork! Clockwork!
... But Clockwork wasn't here. Time wasn't here. No time, no Clockwork. No no...
No one but himself.
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He talks to himself a lot. Clones too. Danny tries not to talk to them though. He hates it when they pretend to be him. They fight a lot Hallucinations aren't pretend though. He fights those too. Sometimes he thinks he sees people, or hears voices. So he just keeps himself busy. Ever since the Void happened, the Outside World is gone to him. Everything was dark, black out. Memories and ice are everything. Now there are houses and flowers and oceans in the world. Bright ice brings light, bright. Bright again when sunny yellow dancing cactus greets him. Crap, yellow's harebrained. Are talking dancing cactus? No, they said 'hi'; too friendly to be fake. Green light red light he likes traffic lights, are real too. Traffic lights and blood red bricks. Ectoplasmic green blows in the meadows' breeze. Colors colors love need feel. Red green blue purple.
Purple
Lips and eyes
"Danny"
Said boy sighs.
Damnit. The pink elephants are back.
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The Hive Five are back.
Would it kill them to stay locked up like good little villains?
Their mass destruction answers that question.
Luckily, the Teen Titans arrive and stop them from robbing an antique shop, of all places. However, the owner of the store Mrs. Selims- a little old lady with a permanent smile- was so grateful after the fight that each Titan was allowed to take any item for free.
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For the last thirty minutes the teens had been exploring the shop. Cyborg browsed through old electronics while Beastboy was kicking it on the couches. Raven watched Starfire drag Robin to the rotary dial phones before continuing her own search. Although a few items caught her attention, nothing really held interest. That is until she found the mirror.
Leaning against the back wall, it was almost lost among the other merchandise. Even with its aged look and protection covering, Raven knew a work of art when she saw one. Her fingers traced the dust-choked frame, revealing tarnished gold spirals that glinted dull green. A shiver ran down her spine as she tasted the magic at work. Power hummed beneath the surface, and just a little further there was…an aurora?
"Extraordinary, isn't it?"
Raven removed her hand to look at Mrs. Selims, who had appeared beside her with a hint of sadness on those upturned lips.
"A gentleman from England donated this a few years back, calling it the 'Mirror of Erised.' It was in excellent condition for something made before 1891, but a few months ago the mirror started to crack." She idly dusted off cobwebs from the black curtain protection and clucked her tongue. "Poor thing has been sitting here collecting dust now, since none of my customers are willing to buy. Shame too, it had a great legend…"
Raven raised an eyebrow. "With a name like that? I could hardly imagine."
"The story goes that the mirror reflects the deepest and most desperate desire of one's heart. It-"
"Cool!" Beastboy shoved Raven away. "Does it really work? Does it have an off switch when I don't want to see that? Can it do anything else?" The changeling wasted no time dragging it to the light. "Hey Cy, help me out! I wanna see what the mirror shows me."
Starfire squealed and lifted the mirror, to busy twirling it around to notice Beastboy being flung in the distance.
"Oooh! I cannot wait to see what desperations my internal organ yearns for. Will it be of my home planet? Romantic dates? Or perhaps a new fungus magazine special? Maybe all three!"
"Yeah, well you're going to have to wait," Beastboy growled. "I'm going first!" He pulled at the mirror. Starfire wouldn't budge.
"Please Beastboy? I want to first see!"
"No, I go first!
"I go!"
"Me!"
"Me!"
The tug-a-war ceased when a black energy encircled the mirror, bringing it gently back to its previous owner. Said owner who did not have the patience to put up with this.
"No one is going to try it. This is my item, and I would like to it back in one piece. Can we go now?"
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After a few apologies and thanks to the owner's kindness, the Titans returned home, each eager to try out their new items. Raven begrudgingly promised Starfire a chance to try the mirror one day if the legend proved true, and the changeling didn't even approach her about the subject.
Huh, maybe Beastboy has a brain after all. Wonders do happen.
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Raven let out a relieved sigh when she entered her room; drink in the tranquility from the familiar gloomy interior. The mirror wasn't really her style, but it did fit nicely on her bookshelf wall. The empath meditated for a while before heading to bed, dust tickling her nose when she passed the mirror. Raven grabbed a duster. She would hate waking up in the middle of the night sneezing.
The mirror's magic stirred again as she began cleaning, and by the time she was done, Raven found herself twitching to remove the curtain.
She resisted. It was late, she was tired, and who knows if the magic had traps? It would be best to do it tomorrow, when she was more alert and had set up protection wards.
…although, there was probably dust behind the curtains…
Raven gingerly removed the curtain and braced herself. Eyeing the glass, a noticeable crack had formed near the middle right along with a thick layer of dust to block her reflection. Raven brushed it away before stepping back.
It wasn't her reflection staring at her.
The mirror jerked forward.
"SAM!"
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How many references can you spot?