Ch.34: Moving On

Clingy was the word used to describe the Team after someone broke into the Cave and sent them into their own personal mind mazes. There had been a lot of therapy and a lot of consoling but, in the end, they were getting back to normal. They were still a bit wary of letting each other break off and do their own things, as each dream centered on the deaths of each other, but, overall, they were getting better about that.

All except Danny, who almost never seemed to heal correctly mentally.

Bruce peeked his head in the door and sighed. Not so surprisingly, Danny had snuck into Dick's room in the middle of the night. Both boys were sleeping peacefully beside each other. Dick was lying on his side, facing the door. Danny was behind Dick, snuggled into the small of his brother's back. His forehead rested against the other's neck. Both had one hand tucked under their cheek.

As Dick's alarm went off, Bruce closed the door and traveled to the kitchen. Alfred was making breakfast, as usual. The smell of eggs and sausage wafted through the mansion, making the feel of the atmosphere lighter than it actually was.

"Did you find Young Master Danny, sir?" The butler asked. Bruce nodded as he sat down. "Yeah. He was with Dick again."

"That's becoming a habit." Alfred noted, a testing tone on his tongue.

"I'm aware, Alfred. I'm trying to think of a solution. This situation is just so different from the others though." Bruce said tiredly.

A few minutes after the adult's little 'chat', Dick and Danny finally appeared through the doorway. They both had messy, wet hair: a sign of a quick shower. They were also wearing their school uniforms, minus the jackets. Dark circles outlined their blue eyes but they weren't as prominent as, say, the week before.

"Good morning, boys." Alfred said, placing plates in front of the two teens. They gave a 'thank you' and 'good morning' before eating their food.

"Did you two sleep well?" Bruce asked, watching the boys carefully. They nodded casually, not a sign of any emotion they were feeling. Dang, the Bat had taught them well. A little too well...

Bruce tried asking other questions but the boy's were busy stuffing their faces with food just so they wouldn't have to answer. Once breakfast was over, they were gone to do their morning routines.

"That went so well." Alfred said sarcastically, taking the empty plates. Bruce rolled his eyes and rubbed his face.

"You think Alfred's going to kill us?" Danny asked his brother, who walked along the wall keeping some guy's mansion safe from common street thugs and stalkers.

Dick nodded, arms up to keep his balance. "Oh yeah, Alfred's gonna kill us. Bruce is going to kill us too. They hate it when we walk to school without telling them."

"Understandable." Danny commented, watching his brother's steps carefully. When Dick stumbled and pin-wheeled to regain his balance, the older brother hissed a sharp "Be careful, Dick! Are you trying to get yourself killed?!"

Dick glanced at his brother sharply but softened when he saw the worry overriding his brother's senses again. "I'm fine, Danny... See? Nothing to worry about..."

Danny un-tensed his shoulders, figure slumping. "Yeah, I know... Sorry."

Dick shot his brother a smile. "It's alright. Let's just get to school before Bruce or Alfred have the chance to call us."

Danny nodded, a smile gracing his features as well. "Race ya!"

"You're on!"

The two boys broke into a sprint, laughing. They were evenly matched with Danny on the ground but unable to take shortcuts while Dick stuck to the wall and dodged openings and loose bricks but cut corners.

They stopped short when they saw a burning building.

Danny instantly froze, the sounds of hisses and rattles ringing in his ears. Dick gasped and, forgetting secret identities, rushed towards the building. Danny, vaguely, saw his brother run into the fray and was immediately on his tail, shouting about nonsense; flaming serpents, raining ashes, burning.

The firefighters tried stopping the boys, not immediately recognizing them. The way the two ebony-haired children dodged them and nimbly escaped their attempts at catching them gave way to surprise. Many surprised gasps erupted from the crowd watching as the two dove into the flames.

"Dick, what're you doing?!" Danny screamed, grabbing his brother's arm. The smaller dragged Danny further into the burning building to escape falling embers. Dick gave his older brother an astonished look. "What does it look like?! Come on!"

Much to Danny's chagrin, Dick dragged his brother further into the burning complex to see if anyone was in there. Dick had only assumed so, as the firefighters were just about to rush in when they did.

They, carefully, checked each level and found only a teen that had been trapped in his bedroom, who had quickly introduced himself as Charlie.

Danny was quick to jump in front of the teen and his brother each time the red flames got just a little too closely. His legs were scorched badly, as were his arms and face. Dick always made complaints while the other teen gave a "thanks for the save".

The halfa usually ignored his brother, knowing full well the other didn't understand why he was so hell-bent on keeping him safe from the flames.

As they came to the exit they had used as an entrance before, the floor above caved in before they could get through.

"I know another exit!" The teen, Charlie, yelled over the hisses of the flames. The three quickly took off, dodging and jumping over the red hot, almost blue, embers. Once they made it to the second exit, they found it, too, was blocked by scorched rafters.

Danny, who was frustrated with the entire setting and tense as could be, turned to the wall and punched through the flaming drywall to their left. Ignoring the wide eyes he was receiving from Charlie and his blistering fist, the three ventured out into the much cooler air of the back alley. They quickly looped around to the front of the complex, where firefighters and paramedics met them.

There weren't happy with the two ebony-haired boys. Not at all.

Danny and Dick groaned when they were ushered towards the ambulance. They gave each other looks saying 'should've-seen-that-coming'.

Bruce sighed when the doctor closed the door behind him. Danny and Dick were sitting on the lone bed in the room. Dick was leaning back on his hands and was kicking his legs. Danny was unmoving, which was strange, as he usually was bobbing his leg or tensing and un-tensing his muscles. Both boys had gauze wrapped around the more serious burns. Danny had more, as he was constantly jumping in front of the flames before they hit his brother and the other teen. Both of their faces were beat red from first degree burns.

"As proud as I am of you two, that was stupid." Bruce said plainly, a small frown playing on his lips, mostly from worry.

Dick shrugged, a smirk slowly playing on his face. "We know. Almost as stupid as the time you went to the bank as Bruce Wayne and a bunch of robbers showed up and you knocked em out, right?"

Bruce gave a mild glare but couldn't hide the spark of amusement that showed in his eyes. Dick laughed but Danny had yet to say or do anything. The other two Bats noticed this.

The raven-haired adult brushed Danny's cheek with his hand, causing the teen to look up at him startled. Bruce continued to frown worriedly. "Something wrong Danny?"

The blue-eyed teen shook his head. "No."

"You sure..? You were acting like a lunatic in the fire." Dick stated, a questioning look in his eyes.

Danny rolled his eyes. "You ran head-first into a burning building. You're usually only that stupid as Robin."

Dick glared. "Thanks."

Danny smirked. "Anytime."

Bruce rolled his eyes at his two adopted sons, wanting to get back to the matter at hand. "Danny, what's the real reason? Why were scared when you saw the fire?"

Of course Bruce saw the whole thing go down on the way to the hospital via street-cameras and newsfeed. Dang Bat...

"Doesn't matter." Danny said emotionlessly. His left leg began to twitch in a nervous gesture.

"Danny..." Bruce said warningly. He had that specific look on his face that he used for kids under the age of eighteen. It was one that made you want to fess up but wasn't traumatizing like the Bat-Glare that he used on criminals and high-class villains.

Danny glared back up at his mentor, teary-eyed. "No."

Bruce got close to Danny's face, both wills challenging the other. Dick looked between the two, a little nervous. When Danny's and Bruce's wills butted heads, it always ended disastrously and hurt one or the other.

"You're the only one who hasn't opened up even a little about what happened in your maze and something happened in the complex that reminded you of your maze. What?" Bruce questioned.

Danny's eyes continued to stay locked on his mentor's, challenging the other. Tears glinted but didn't fall. He finally shoved his mentor away, startling the older, and jumped off the bed. He landed on the ground in front of his mentor and shoved a finger in his chest. His face was twisted into hurt, not directed at his mentor, and the tears streaked his cheeks.

"I got to watch you burn! I got to watch Dick burn! I got to watch everyone burn! And I couldn't do a thing about it! And then your corpses asked 'Why, Danny, why? Why didn't you save us, Danny?! Why didn't you save us?!'" The teen screeched, throwing his arms back. The anger melted from his body, leaving only the hurt. He grabbed his arms, tears glistening on his cheeks and dripping off his chin.

"Why didn't I save you..?"

The confession left Danny drained. He and Dick fell asleep against each other on the way back to the mansion. Bruce and Alfred didn't bother to speak to the other like they usually did during the ride. The ride home was quiet, which almost never happened. The two ebony-haired boy were always making noise via teasing, singing (screeching), making weird sounds, and other such things.

When they got back to the mansion, Bruce carried the two boys to their rooms and tucked them back into their still unmade beds. The boys had forgotten to do so and the butler had driven with Bruce to the hospital in a hurry when they heard the news of the boys little adventure and had been unable to come behind the them.

Much to Bruce's irritation, another mission for the Team came up. He planned on sending them at night, hoping to be able to talk to Danny before he left. Unfortunately, Danny slept through the day, which was very unusual for him. That had Bruce worried and constantly checking on him. He waited for the teen to stir or, at the very least, move in his sleep but he remained still throughout the entire day. It freaked the Dark Knight out so much, he checked to make sure Danny was alive a few times.

Bruce didn't have to worry about Dick, as he woke up around noon and got lunch. He wasn't chipper but he was fine, overall. The shock of Danny's confession had melted from his muscles in his sleep.

As it got dark and Bruce donned the cowl, he ventured to Danny's room. He shook the teen and breathed a sigh of relief when bleary, blue eyes opened at him. The teen still looked tired but it was the kind of tired sleep didn't fix.

The Caped Crusader rubbed the raven-haired teen's cheek while the teen hummed in question, still not really moving from his spot.

"You up for a mission with the Team? You don't have to if you're not feeling alright." Batman whispered, face morphed into worry. For a minute, Danny continued to hum before nodding. He got up and shook his head, ebony strands going everywhere.

He transformed as they entered the hall, the Dark Knight's gloved hand on his back. The teen rubbed the sleep out of his eyes as they walked, not noticing Batman's still worried look.

"Well, you look lovely." Robin commented sarcastically, a small smirk playing on his face when he saw his brother. The white-haired teen rolled his eyes and punched his brother's shoulder playfully. "Yeah, yeah, shut up."

Still anxious, the Dark Knight ushered them into the Zeta-Portal and beamed them over to the Cave, where the other Team members were waiting impatiently. They gave Danny, as he still looked like a mess, a questioning look but he waved them off.

The Dark Knight quickly briefed them on disturbances in the Happy Harbor area. People were being put in deep sleeps full of nightmares whenever they went camping in the national park (this is where the Team tensed) but no one had even caught a glimpse of the culprit. Batman told them, very seriously, to be careful and if they weren't home by the morning, the Justice League was coming after them.

For once, the Team didn't fight Batman's word.

"What exactly are we looking for?" Kid Flash asked the others through the mind link. They had split up to search for the assailant, which they all assumed was the "Night-Lusion" person that attacked them the day at the Cave. They were all on high alert: muscles taunt, eyes shifty, hearing at its peak.

"Something suspicious." Artemis answered sarcastically.

The speedster glared at the area around him. "I KNOW THAT! But what?!"

"Does anyone else find it weird the attacks started after whoever it was attacked us first?" Aqualad asked.

The line went quiet.

"You think the guy's trying to draw us out? Or maybe our mentors?" Superboy said.

"That actually makes a lot of sense." Robin commented, perching on a tree-branch and looking through his thermal goggles.

"Still doesn't help in finding him. We don't know anything about this guy. He can put us to sleep before we can do anything. Our success in catching this guy is very, very low." Danny interjected, sighing. "And if we're put asleep long enough, the JL is going to show up and the next thing they know- BAM! -they're asleep too. For once, Bats really didn't think this out very well, did he?"

Danny was rewarded with a chorus of agreements.

Rocket stopped her walking and huffed. "Has anyone even heard a tweet? We've been out here for forty-five minutes and no one's seen or heard anything suspicious."

"You get used to it." Robin and Danny said plainly together. From their spots in the forest, they rolled their eyes in sync but were unaware of the action.

"Heh?" Zatanna perked, an 'excuse-me?' look on her face.

"Bats made us wait for a drug deal for four hours one time. This is nothing new." Robin explained.

Danny gave a faint smile at the memory. "At least he didn't make us shut up the entire time. We were allowed to goof around."

"Bats... Let you goof around on a job? Stop lying to us." Kid Flash demanded, a very serious expression on his face.

"It was a slow night, Kid. All the baddies were in Gotham and we were all bored out of our minds." Robin explained, jumping to a new perch and scanning all the new areas.

"Even Batman." Danny chirped.

"Even Batman." Robin repeated.

Megan smiled at the mental image of a bored Batman. "We're having a hard time believing you. Batman doesn't get bored."

The two boys made long, sarcastic 'ha-ho's' in their heads.

"Yes he does. He's just easily amused. A slow week in Gotham gets you a very bored Bat that wants to do nothing more than to beat up idiots." Danny started, very serious.

"When he gets like that, we do a lot of sparing." Robin paused in his thoughts."Or, at least, more than usual. That's why Danny and I thank the Lord that slow weeks don't happen often and usually only last four or five days. Then Joker and Harley make a nice Arkham-break and we have a fun time tracking down all the escaped inmates."

"How long do you guys spend catching them?" Artemis asked.

Danny shrugged from his spot, knowing full well no one could see him. "At a max? Three days."

Everyone but Danny and Robin groaned in their heads, rolling their eyes. "Overachievers, much?"

Robin and Danny chuckled, very pleased with themselves. They were about to make a quip but the ground underneath them fell away and the Team found themselves screaming and falling into a familiar black void.

Danny groaned before he shot up when he was fizzled into a large room with grey walls and a grey floor. There were no lights to be seen but the room was lit up. It wasn't very bright but it would do. Danny's green eyes glowed a little brighter so he could see better in the low-lit room.

One by one, his friends fizzled into existence with him. They were just as shocked and confused as he was. The last time they fell into a black void, they were forced to watch and do things that were horrifying to them. Most of them ended in death, if not physical torture.

"I'm confused by what's going on." Megan said, rubbing her neck. Aqualad looked around the room with scrutinizing gaze. "I think we all are."

"I wouldn't be surprised if one person's going to be targeted for this. You know, mess with them psychologically? If this guy can send us into the perfect maze of fears, there's no doubt he can do more." Robin commented, looking around the room the same way Kaldur did.

"What would the point of that be?" Artemis asked.

Danny sighed irritably. "Use fears like last time... Desires... Secrets... Even things you're ashamed of can be used against you. Having all that spilled is traumatizing."

"You would know, would you?"

"Found out who he's targeting." Zatanna said sarcastically.

Danny grumbled irritably. "Fan-frikkin-tastic..."

Another form fizzled into existence in the room. It was a scrawny humanoid figure with no face. Their skin (or, at least, the Team thought it was skin) was black and white, making the 3D cube illusion.

"Are you this... Night-Lusion?" Aqualad asked.

Placing his fists (they were assuming this) on his hips, the cube-y figure stood tall. "I am."

"Lame name." Superboy commented, getting an amused snort from a few of his teammates that had a sense of humor.

The Night-Lusion guy slumped in a 'I'm-simmering' kind of way. "Really? Insult the guy who has you trapped here? Really?"

"We insult everyone." Robin stated, waving the villain off. Danny smirked beside him. "You must be an amateur."

"So they are as annoying as everyone says..." Night-Lusion commented, talking to himself.

"HEY!" The Team yelled. The black and white figure scoffed and stood tall again.

"Why are we here? I don't want to be stuck in his mind." Artemis questioned, pointing at Danny. The Ghost Boy rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Actually, I have no evil intent by doing this." Night-Lusion informed, crossing his arms.

"Oh yeah? What about back at the Cave?" Zatanna questioned, a testing tone in her voice.

The figure chuckled nervously. "I was bored that day. I was only venturing around the mountain but fell into a secret hatch thing, saw you guys, and decided to prank ya. Then I found out how messed up you are." Night-Lusion said, pointing at Danny.

The Ghost Boy stared at the other black and white figure dryly. "Thanks."

"Danny's not messed up! Too badly, anyways." Rocket said, placing her hands on her hips.

The dry look continued to stay on Danny's face. "Thanks."

"Oh, this guy is way more messed up than he lets on." Night-Lusion said, still pointing an accusing finger at the teen.

The dry look Danny was adorning was quickly turning irritated. "Frikkin thanks."

Dick stifled a laugh beside him. Danny rolled his eyes.

"How is he 'messed up'?" Superboy asked, slightly irritated himself.

The black and white figure gestured to all the Team members, excluding Danny.

"You all know how to heal mentally properly." He gestured to Danny. "He does not."

"Thanks." Danny repeated, a slightly murderous look in his eyes.

"He seems fine to me." Megan commented, looking at her friend.

"Cause that idiot knows how to hide it!" Night-Lusion yelped, still gesturing to the Ghost Boy. The white-haired ghost growled. "You can't just insult me in my own mind!"

"Technically, I just did."

"I hate you." Danny growled.

"I get that a lot." Night-Lusion stated, waving off the insult. He seemed to shudder, if only to get back to the topic on hand. "Anyways, I lured you here so we could help Ghost Boy's mind."

"There's nothing wrong with me." Danny said, walking forward to get in Night-Lusion's face. Night-Lusion pushed the teen back but it didn't hinder the second protégé of the Bat.

"There's a lot of things wrong with you. Let's take a lookie, shall we?" The black and white figure said and fizzled from existence. Danny growled in his throat.

The light in the room turned off, putting the Team in total darkness. One of the walls cracked to life with black and white pixels before the screen came to life. The view was of a couple crying over their baby, who was very still.

Death glared at the time screen in front of her. Her foot continued to rock her chair slowly. One of her hands was twirling a strand of hair in her finger while the other was positioned in a cradle, only with no baby in it.

The area around her was black with violet and crimson lighting. There were four portals to different planes. One portal was white and gave off a warm, golden light. Another was red; growls, screams, and snarls were resounding from it. Another was a blue-green that led to the Ghost Zone. And the last was cream-colored. There was nothing special about it.

Small specks of colorful dust(?) swirled around the room before materializing into an infant in Death's waiting arms. Feeling an arm around him, the baby snuggled into the embrace, giving a small, pleased sound.

For a moment, Death looked at the infant in her arms and smiled sweetly. She hummed in pleasure before turning back to the screen in front of her with a glare.

"I thought I said you weren't supposed to call his spirit."

Death released an annoyed sigh and pushed herself up from the rocking chair. She used both of her arms to support the infant. She turned around to face Clockwork.

"His time has come. My job is to call the spirits from bodies once a being's time is up. And why would you want me to make an exception? I've wanted to make many exceptions but that is against my calling." The woman hissed. She gestured to the screen. "And you want me to send the child back to that future? Why Clockwork?"

"I'm fully aware you are using your limited time powers to see the child's future but are you even paying attention to all the good things that will come if he lives? All the joy he will bring people?" The Time Lord asked.

Death continued to glare at Clockwork. "The child is going to be broken, then built up, then broken all over again. All the bad outweighs the good."

Clockwork smiled faintly. "Then you have not looked ahead far enough. Send the child back, Deanna."

Death stood in silence. Looking between the time screen and the infant, she sighed. Slowly, she walked to the cream-colored portal. Her heels clacked against the nonexistent floor. She stopped before the portal and watched the infant fizzle into pixels before flowing into the portal. On the other side, Death heard cheers.

The woman turned to Clockwork. "If his life is taken before you want, I am not making another exception."

"Hey! That was a private memory!" Danny complained, stomping his foot and crossing his arms. He pouted like an upset five-year-old that just had his toy taken away.

"You died when you were only a few hours old?" Zatanna asked, astonished. The Team mirrored his surprise and shock.

Danny shrugged. "Yeah. But I've died a few dozen times and keep coming back to life. One more time is not going to make me any more special."

"When'd you have time to die that many times?" Rocket asked. Danny raised an eyebrow at her. She caught on and mumbled a long 'ooohhh'. Danny nodded, looking away and back at the screen, which was fizzling to another picture.

Danny and Tucker watched from a distance as Dash Baxter, Paulina Sanchez, Star Adams, Kwan Lin, and Valerie Grey pestered the new girl to join their group. The girl's name was Samantha Manson but had pitched a fit in class that it wasn't Samantha; it was Sam. Samantha was too girly.

Both eight-year-old boys were frowning. They shared a look out of the corner of their eyes.

"Should we?" Danny asked.

Tucker shrugged. "Probably not."

"Are we?"

"Yeah, cause we're stupid."

Danny grinned. "Exactly!"

The two boys walked over to the small fight. Sam was telling the group of rich kids to "bugger off". The two boys stood to the side with big, stupid grins that made older women swoon because they were "just so cute".

"Hi! I'm Danny!" The raven-haired boy greeted.

"And I'm Tucker! Wanna play with us?" The cocoa-skinned boy asked.

Sam looked between the two goofy looking boys and the rich kid group. "Yeah. I'll play with you. What do you want to play?"

The two boys shrugged, not noticing the group of five that was very angry they just made friends with the new girl when they were trying to rope her into joining them.

"Ah yes, the day I got on the A-Lister's hit list." Danny mused, a small smile gracing his face.

"You were bullied for seven years because you became friends with someone they wanted to be friends with but she didn't want to be friends with them?" Robin asked, silently noticing how long that question was.

Danny nodded. "Yeah. Pretty much. The A-Listers didn't need any more reason than that."

"That really is fantastic." Kid Flash commented sarcastically. Danny shot a small smile in the speedster's direction.

The screen glitched to form another picture.

"Chill out, Danny. What could possibly go wrong?" Sam said, looking the Ghost Portal up and down. Tucker stood beside her, looking just as eager, if only because the tech was cool.

Danny tapped his foot impatiently. "What could go wrong?, she asks. There's a lot of things that could go wrong! You're standing here with me, for heaven's sake! I make a lot of things go wrong."

The other two of the infamous Trio rolled their eyes.

"Don't you ever wonder about all the cool things on the other side?" Sam asked, casting her friend a curious look. Danny hummed, his tension easing some in thought. "Maybe a little…"

"You should go inside!" Sam suggested wildly, though she didn't actually think her ebony-haired friend would do it. She was surprised when he gave it some thought and finally agreed.

Tucker laughed in glee. "Just be careful dude! No one else is stupid enough to be my best friend!"

Danny glared at his geek of a friend, pausing in the action of zipping his hazemat suit up. "Tuck… I really hate you sometimes…"

Tucker grinned and made a flirty gesture at his friend. "I know you love me."

Danny continued glaring, shaking his head. He walked towards the portal and looked in. He gave a brief glance back at his friends, who were flashing their thumbs at him. He shook his head, smiling, and entered. Noticing how it almost immediately darkened, Danny put his hand on the wall as a guide. He walked forward and found himself tripping on a loose panel. His hand slipped forward quickly and pushed the 'on' button down.

The whir of the machine started up. Danny's blue eyes widened as a bright light turned on at the end, his pupils turning into black pinpricks.

The white flooded throughout the portal and turned green. Electricity surged through Danny's body, an ear-piercing scream reverberating throughout the townhouse.

Sam and Tucker screamed with him, almost in as much pain as their friend.

The portal shorted, allowing time for Danny to stumble out and collapse, before it lit up again. Green light flooded through the room, casting an eerie glow over the lab.

The ebony-haired girl and cocoa-skinned boy ran to their friend's side. Smoke rose off his body, sizzling. They noticed how his hair had turned white and his hazemat had inverted colors.

They shook his body and screamed his name, pleading with him to wake up. The two friends cried when they didn't even receive a stir for their efforts.

"I killed him…" Sam sobbed, still shaking their friend. Tucker, with tears in his eyes as well, was about to tell his female friend to stop and that their friend was gone. Danny wasn't breathing and hadn't even moved since he stumbled out.

Much to their horror, Danny groaned and his eyelids fluttered. They opened slowly. The radioactive green orbs were clouded over with confusion and some pain.

"What happened?"

Sam and Tucker remained staring at their friend with wide, terrified eyes. They stuttered and Danny looked at them with a questioning gaze.

"GHOST!" The two screamed, scrambling back. Danny's expression morphed into surprise and he made a move to push himself up. He yelped and fell onto his back when he saw his white gloves. He made a distressed sound, seeing his inverted hazemat. He grabbed his hair when a few strands fell in his face. He let out a long, terrified whine when he saw its color.

"Y-Y-You're… Y-Y-You're… Y-Y-You're…" Sam and Tucker stuttered, terrified. Danny looked himself up and down, just as terrified. His wide, green eyes shot up to the mirror on the other side of the room. He gasped when he saw a stranger staring back.

"Is it over?" Danny mumbled, scared to open his eyes. Getting his ghost powers was absolutely terrifying and still sometimes showed up in his nightmares.

"Yeah… It's over…" Superboy mumbled, eyes still wide at the blank screen.

The white-haired teen let out a sigh and dropped his hands to his side. He turned back to the screen, opening his eyes. He had looked away, covered his ears, and closed his eyes when he realized what memory they were going to see.

"W-Wha… W-Wha…" Kid Flash stuttered, pointing at the screen. Danny patted his shoulder, lips pressed into a thin line. "That would be, uh, when I got my powers. Extremely painful and I wouldn't recommend doing it. Yeah… After that, my friends and I had a lovely meltdown, I transformed back, we had another meltdown, and by then we all just kinda passed out on the couch cause we were exhausted…"

Aqualad eased the tension out of his body. "I'm not keen on hearing you scream like that again…"

Danny chuckled. "I'm not keen on screaming like that again. My throat was hoarse for the next three days."

The Team tensed when the screen lit to life again.

Mr. Lancer narrowed his eyes as the FFAV (Fenton Family Assault Vehicle) pulled up to the Nasty Burger, Danny's test and a briefcase in hand. The sun was setting off in the distance, the sky turning purple as it disappeared under the horizon. The ruins of the fast-food joint behind him from an earlier ghost fight between Phantom and a small ghost girl who looked oddly like the Box Ghost stood lone and desolate behind him.

Maddie and Jack shared a nervous and worried glance at each other from the front seat of the FFAV.

"Mr. Lancer sounded urgent on the phone. Danny, is something wrong?" Maddie asked her son, who was smirking without a care in the back. He gave a casual shrug. "Not yet…"

In the Nasty Burger ruins, the only thing that remained standing was the vats of Nasty Sauce. It continued to heat up with a stray burner that continued to stay on; despite the fact it was damaged.

Maddie, Jack, and Danny hopped out of the car and strode forward to the place where Mr. Lancer was waiting.

"Mr. and Mrs. Fenton… Daniel…" The teacher greeted, lacking any and all enthusiasm. He gestured to the ruins of the restaurant. "This is the Nasty Burger. When people fail, this is where they end up; whether they fail because they don't study… Or because they cheated."

The Fenton parents gasped when Lancer held up the C.A.T. test. They turned to their son with angry and disappointed looks.

"Danny, is this true?" Jack questioned.

"Did you cheat?" Maddie asked astonished.

Before the smirking ebony-haired teen could reply, they were cut off by the boy's only friends.

"You have to get out of here!" Sam screeched, sprinting up to the fast-food joint with Tucker right beside her. The two skidded to a stop in-between the teacher and the family.

"The Nasty Burger's gonna blow! And we're three feet from it!" Tucker yelled, urgency in his voice.

"South Beach Diet people, what's going on here?!" Lancer yelled back, not happy his meeting was interrupted by the teen's two friends.

"I'll tell you what's going on!"

Everyone turned to where Jazz, decked out in the Fenton Peeler, stood. Her face was one of determination and anger.

She pointed the gun at the end of her arm at her brother. "Or better yet: show you."

A green beam shot out of the ray and enveloped the teen. Everyone gasped as cracks appeared in his skin and Danny's skin fell away to reveal… An older, evil version of Danny Phantom?

Jazz put the ray down, glaring at the ghost. "That's not Danny!"

The Fenton parent's shock fell away and turned into anger. They whipped out their weapons and pointed them at the specter.

"Where is he?! Where's our son?!" Jack yelled, gun whirring in his hand as it powered up. Maddie stood on her enemy's other side, mirroring her spouse. "What have you done to our boy?!"

The ghost laughed and gave the red-head a sly grin. "I am your boy!"

The Fenton parent's jerked back in shock at the response, both muttering 'What?' under their breaths. The blue-skinned ghost easily lifted into the air above the area.

"What kind of parents are you anyway? The world's leading ghost experts and you can't figure out that your own son was half-ghost! Hello! Danny Fenton, Danny Phantom. Ever notice the similarities? Jazz did." Phantom hissed, glaring at his sister.

"She did?!" Sam and Tucker whispered to each other, eyes wide.

"Liar! Don't move!" Jack yelled, pointing his ecto-gun at Phantom. The red-eyed ghost frowned with displeasure at the humans below him. "Actually, no one's going anywhere. Not until you all have been blown to bits."

Phantom threw his hand out and sticky ectoplasm wrapped around each of the human's bodies and threw them up against the Nasty Vats. They struggled to free themselves or move away but the energy was holding strong and stuck to the vats. They began screaming for help but Phantom covered their mouths with more ectoplasm.

Jazz jumped forward and sent her fist at her enemy's back. Much to her horror, Phantom's body merely allowed entry through him, letting her arm soar through empty air. When she removed her arm, the hole in Phantom's body fixed itself.

"Nice try, Jazz." Phantom said and turned his head around like an owl to look at his sister. "But me, my future… I'm inevitable."

Twisting his body around, the blue-skinned menace faced the red-head. Two more Phantoms appeared around the teen girl. One snatched the helmet from her head, the girl shrieking in terror as he did. The other duplicate smeared ectoplasm over her mouth, shutting her up. Then the two duplicates were reabsorbed. The original Phantom wrapped an ecto-rope around the teen's body and threw her next to her parents against the vat.

Phantom laughed, seeing the complete and utter terror in his victim's eyes.

"Hey old man!"

The ghost turned around. Much to his surprise, his younger self zoomed from the clouds with a smirk on his face. "Ready for a blast from your past?!"

While he was still too shocked to do anything, Danny released a roundhouse kick on his enemy, which sent Phantom flying down the block. The teen turned to where his friends, family, and teacher were staring at him in shock.

"Don't worry. I won't turn into that. Ever. I promise." He said sincerely before turning to his teacher. "I'm guessing this sorta explains the periodic absences, huh?"

Danny gasped when an ecto-rope appeared around his waist and tightened so it was hard to breath. He was jerked backwards, right to his older self. The mild shock didn't faze Danny though. He glared at Dark Phantom. "What are you going to do? Waste me? What happens to you then?"

Phantom smirked at his younger self. "You don't get it, do ya? I'm still here. I still exist. Which means you still turn into me."

The rope around Danny's waist diminished and Phantom quickly punched the teen, his fist green with ecto-power. Danny flew down the street and crashed into a street-lamp. Phantom flew forward, his smirk still playing on his lips.

"I don't have to waste you. I just have to run out the clock until your life falls apart." The blue-skinned ghost said and charged. Danny gasped and phased into the ground, grabbing his abandoned backpack as he did. Phantom flew through the streetlamp, knocking it over, and looked around in anger.

Danny phased back through the ground, wearing the Ghost Gauntlets and a belt clutched in his hands. "Maybe if you remembered your family, you'd remember the Specter Deflector."

The teen rushed forward and snapped the belt around his enemy's waist. The reaction was immediate as Phantom started screaming in pain when the belt began shocking him.

"Or maybe the Ghost Gauntlets!" Danny continued, sending a nasty punch at his enemy's face. Phantom crashed into an oil truck, which exploded in a flurry of blue flames. Danny scanned the wreckage but found no sign of his enemy. He turned around and began flying back towards the Nasty Burger.

Phantom snatched the Specter Deflector from his waist and used another ecto-powered rope to drag Danny back to him. The teen landed painfully on the ground on his back, staring up at his enemy's ticked off face.

"Your time is up, Danny. It's been up for ten years."

Four other Phantoms appeared around the teen and sent a punch towards the teen. The four ghosts all began beating the crap out of their younger self. They kicked, punched, and blasted him continuously till he stopped thrashing and collapsed on the ground, steaming. His breath came out in quick but shallow breathes.

The duplicates all merged back to one. "What makes you think you can change my past?"

Danny, ever the hero, weakly pushed himself from the ground and kneeled on his hands and knees. He glared tiredly at his enemy. "Because I promised my family."

Phantom laughed, loud and long. He smirked at his younger self, amusement glinting in his eyes. "You are such a child! You promised?"

Danny glared, fire behind his eyes. "Yes… I PROMISED!"

The teen's angered scream turned into a Ghostly Wail. Phantom was overtaken by the force of the wail and flew back, crashing into the road blocks away. As he stumbled from the crater grasping his head, his wide eyes glared at Danny. "That power… Not possible… I didn't get that power till ten years from now!"

The teen, who had pushed himself from the ground, stalked forward, grasping his side but the fire still blazing in his eyes. "I guess the future isn't as set in stone as you think."

The teen took a long breath in and released another Ghostly Wail. Phantom, again, was sent flying down the street. Windows shattered; buildings cracked; cars began moving back; signs and streetlamps groaned under the strain of staying upright.

Phantom crashed into a building and was quickly followed by a car. The building collapsed on him as Danny's wail died down. As he collapsed onto his hands and knees, blood trickling from his mouth, the halo appeared around his waist and turned him back to his human form. Eyes drooping, he looked at the rubble.

A black-gloves hand shot through the rubble and Phantom pulled himself from the ruins. He was just as a mess as Danny but he, at least, could stand.

"Well, that's it then, isn't it?" Phantom questioned.

Danny glared and pulled the Fenton Thermos out. "Time's up."

The teen pressed the button and, as Dan was sucked in, he yelled "You're still too late to save them!"

Danny capped the thermos with a smirk before he realized what Phantom said. He gasped, turning around on his knees to look at the Nasty Burger. The vats were an angry red and burning the skin on its victims.

Danny pushed himself to his feet on shaky knees and began sprinting for the fast-food joint, complete and utter terror in his eyes. He tried to call the halo but it fizzled and died before it even separated. He panted, tired but also on the verge of hyperventilating. He tripped over a piece of rubble and rolled around on the ground. He stopped in time to look up and see the looks on his friends and family's faces.

They were terrified. But at the same time, they were accepting the fact they were gonna die and were silently forgiving Danny for not saving them, knowing full well he was going to blame himself.

"NOOOOOOOO!" Danny shrieked but the vats blew. Danny began flying through the air, lost in a sea of red. As he began plummeting towards the asphalt…

He stopped.

Next to him, a blue portal opened up and a toddler dressed in a violet robe with a scar over his eye and a clock in his chest flew through casually. Smiling, he flew up to Danny and draped a medallion over his neck. Danny gasped and began pin-wheeling in the air, startled. He spotted the smaller ghost and his eyes went wide. "…Clockwork?"

Silently, the ghost pointed to where Danny's friends and family were floating, encased in ectoplasm. All of their eyes were shut, dreaming peacefully.

Danny gasped in pleasant surprise. "You saved them!"

He turned to the blue-skinned ghost, his smile dropping into a confused frown. "I don't understand…"

Clockwork changed from a toddler to a middle-aged man. He still wore a fond smile. "The Observants look at time like they're watching a parade: one thing after another, time passing by in a sequence, one event after another. I see the parade from above; all the twists and turns it might or might not take."

As he finished, the middle-aged man turned into an elderly. His expression was soft as he winked at the teen.

"You knew all of this was going to happen… All of it! Even this part!" Danny realized, a smile overcoming his face as well.

"Everything's the way it's supposed to be. And here we are, with you; a fourteen year old child, risking everything to save the people you care about." Clockwork assured.

Danny smiled softly.

The time-ghost pressed the button on top of his staff.

"Time in."

The Team stood staring at the screen in disbelief. Some were stuttering. Others were mentally trying to remember what they were doing at that moment. And Kid Flash looked about ready to faint.

Danny stood in the back with his head in his hands, hood up.

"You. Him. Him is… You. What?" Kid Flash said breathlessly. Danny lowered his hands away from his face, sighing. Watery eyes stared at his friends solemnly.

"That took place when I was fourteen. The C.A.T.s were coming up and no matter how hard I studied, nothing made sense since I had missed most of my classes because of ghost fights. During a ghost fight, I got my hands on the test answers. I planned on cheating. I mean, come on. I was a desperate fourteen year old kid who wanted nothing more than to stop the disappointed looks on everyone's faces when I couldn't even pass a simple math quiz."

Danny shrugged, glancing away.

"In another timeline, I did cheat. My teacher called my family to the fast-food joint where he said I would inevitably end up because of my cheating. Somewhere along the lines, my friends showed up at the Nasty Burger and it blew. Earlier in the week, I fought a ghost and a damaged burner was continually heating one of the restaurants sauces which exploded under intense heat. They all died. Lucky me, I survived. I was sent to Vlad."

"Vlad?! You hate Vlad?!" Artemis said astonished.

Danny shrugged again. "True. But… At the time, I wanted to be understood. Vlad, being the only other half-ghost, took me in. I was in a state of depression for a couple of weeks. I was really bad off. I wanted the pain to just go away. So Vlad granted my wishes… He took my ghost half out. Neither of us knew my ghost half was just as devastated, if not more so, as me. My ghost half ripped out Vlad's ghost half. Mine tried to overshadow his but ended in the result of Dan."

The white-haired teen gestured to the screen.

"Over the next ten years, he destroyed the world and all of its inhabitants. Even the frikkin JL. Clockwork the Master of Time, the ghost at the end, tried to kill me but in the end it was actually just him trying to keep the timeline and the universe safe, while keeping me alive in the process. After the fiasco you just saw, he turned back time so no one would remember that little showdown, except me of course, and I could get the second chance I needed… I had nightmares about the entire thing for months…" Danny finished, biting his lips.

The Team stood in silence for a couple of minutes, leaving everyone to their thoughts. Danny's solemn ones took a drastic turn down angry street.

Sighing irritably, he glared at the ceiling. "Of course, I didn't want anybody to KNOW ABOUT IT!"

A scoff echoed off the walls. "Yes. You love to bury your memories deep inside your mind so you don't have to deal with them. And if someone else knew about them, you'd surely have to deal with them, now wouldn't you?"

"Burying them helps me get over it!" Danny hissed.

"ERRR, wrong. You don't get over it! You just avoid the entire memory, you fool! You never heal! You just slap on a band-aid where it hurts and let yourself believe it's healed when it's really festering and getting infected!"

"Oh, like you know how my mind works." Danny growled, crossing his arms.

"DUH! My best friend was just like you… She was abused by her parents but I never knew. She was always just so… Happy. The reason why? She buried the hurt deep inside herself and never got help. No one ever knew until…"

"…until what?" Megan asked quietly.

"Until they found her dead in her bathtub with a bottle of pills in her hand."

A silence fell over the occupants in the room. Danny's thoughts went completely blank.

"I really shouldn't be yelling at him. It's not completely his fault for being mentally undeveloped and I'm really not trying to push him over the edge."

"Not completely his fault?" Robin repeated.

"Yep. It's also partly Dash Baxter's fault- I'll show you that memory in a minute -but if Danny went and got help, then his mind would be perfectly in whack."

"You wouldn't. I haven't told anybody about that." Danny hissed, glaring at the ceiling again.

"I would."

Six-year-old Danny walked down the hall, looking at everything in fear. His first few weeks of school were not as fun as Jazz had made it out to be. She had talked about all the friends she made and all the things she learned, going into all the joys school supposedly was. Danny had no friends and he was usually too scared of Dash doing something to pay attention to anything the teacher was explaining.

The child carefully walked into the bathroom, planning on just retreating into the room for a few minutes to take a breather. The blonde and his friends had been laughing at him all day and Danny had no idea why.

The six-year-old sat down on the ground in one of the stalls, sighing. He played with the spiral on his notebook, eyes downcast. He stiffened and gasped when he heard the door to the bathroom get kicked open. Three voices laughed as they entered, finding something funny.

Danny recognized the voices as Dash's, Kwan's, and Nick's. They were all friends with Paulina, Star, and Valerie.

The three boys saw the smaller figure sitting in the stall and opened the stall. Danny mentally kicked himself for forgetting to lock it. The three bigger boys smirked when they saw their favorite punching bag trembling on the ground.

"Hey look! It's Stupid-Head!" Nick said with a taunting tone. Danny didn't say anything in return, holding his notebook tightly to his chest.

"Yeah~!" Kwan sang in agreement.

Dash smirked as he gained an idea. "I'm gonna show you something my older brother taught me!"

The two other boys grinned excitedly as Dash grabbed Danny, who yelped in surprise and dropped his notebook. The blonde boy shoved Danny's head face-first in the toilet. The kindergartener thrashed wildly, unable to breath. Dash ignored this and pulled the lever.

Danny continued to thrash as his lungs began to burn. He tried, in vain, to get out of the situation he was put in. He began to panic, noticing how stuck he was. Stupidly, he tried to take a breath but nothing but water entered his mouth. The liquid filled his lungs and the six-year-old screamed. He coughed but only more water entered his system. With each failed breath, Danny's thrashing became slower. Finally, he slumped, unconscious.

The three boys laughed as Dash let go. They gasped in shock when Danny's limp forward fell to the ground, unmoving. He wasn't even breathing. They gave each other panicked looks before retreating, just as a fifth grader named Evan entered.

Evan had glasses and was really smart but he was good-looking for a nerd. He was even kind of popular.

The fifth grader gave a startled yelp as they younger kids rushed past. He mumbled a few things under his breath before he ventured further into the bathroom. As he was passing the stall, he saw Danny on the ground, sopping wet and unconscious.

"Holy crap!" He screamed and rushed forward. He checked to see if the kid was breathing but he wasn't. Evan panicked for a moment before putting Danny on his back and performing CPR, which he had learned the week prior. He never thought he'd have to use it so soon, much less at a school. Much to his relief, the child coughed up the water and puked up whatever was in his stomach. He trembled violently, wet bangs sticking to his forehead.

Evan, sputtering out relieved nonsense, scooped Danny up into his arms. "Kid, we gotta get you to the nurse!"

"No!" Danny cried, gripping the older boy's shirt tightly and sobbing. Evan let out a surprised yelp but he stared at the child, astonished. "Kid, you almost drowned just now! Who did that to you anyways?!"

"It doesn't matter!" Danny cried, taking stuttering breathes. Tears streamed down his face and shoulders trembled violently.

"Yes it does! Come on! We gotta find an adult!" Evan said worriedly, adjusting Danny so he could pick the boy up easier. Danny banged his tiny fists against the older boy's chest. "No! No! You can't tell anybody! You can't!"

"Are you listening to yourself?!" Evan whispered. Danny didn't seem to hear him through his sobs. "You can't tell anybody! I don't want anybody to know!"

"Why not?!" Evan asked.

Danny let out a long sob. "I don't want Dash to hate me… I don't want Dash to hate me…"

Evan mumbled under his breath. He rocked the child gently, arms wrapped around him protectively.

Danny's lip quivered. He hadn't told anybody about that. Not even Sam, Jazz, Tucker, or Batman. No one knew. He had buried that memory so deep he had almost forgotten about it. He remembered perfectly fine now.

"Oh Danny…" Megan mumbled, holding a hand over her mouth and staring at the screen with teary eyes.

"Did you ever tell anybody..?" Kaldur asked his younger friend seriously. Danny shook his head, teary eyes cast at the ground. Kaldur placed a hand on the Ghost Boy's shoulder. "Why didn't you tell anybody?"

"I was already a loser! I didn't wanna get stuck with being whinny too!" Danny exclaimed, gesturing towards the scream.

"You almost drowned!" Zatanna yelled, also gesturing towards the screen.

"I know. I was there, wasn't I?" Danny shot back. He ran a hand through his hair as the screen began playing another sequence.

Danny fumbled with the keys in his hands. His breathes came out in puffs in the cool, night air. He glared at the pieces of metal in his hands. "You fight ghosts but you're defeated by keys. Really, Danny, really?"

He mumbled a 'ha-ha' as he finally got the right key, put it in the lock, and undid the latch. He pushed against the door so he could get inside.

Danny walked into his house and froze. His parents. His sister. Danny ran to sit in the middle of them. He nudged Jazz and his mother. They didn't move. "Mom? Dad? J-Jazz? Wake up. Don't leave me. Come on, wake up. Please. Please!"

Danny shook his head. This couldn't be happening.

His family had bullet wounds in their chests, blooding seeping out. It looks like they had been beaten before they were killed. Various cuts and bruises marred their skin.

Tears leaked out of Danny's eyes and he didn't bother wiping them away. "Please! You have to wake up! You can't leave me!"

Danny collapsed in their blood, getting it all over him.

He laid there the whole night, crying, and screaming at them to get up. In the morning, he got up and ran. He didn't stop for Sam or Tucker or the police. Nobody. He just kept running.

Danny waved his team off when they tried talking to him. He had one hand on his temple, rubbing it. He looked to be mentally drained.

The next few memories were of Danny finding his Totems while he ran, one of the many tortures brought on by the GIW (even though it made the Team physically ill), Danny's 'sea voyage' where he finally remembered his Totems, and a few shots from the First Month. It really showed them how damaged Danny's psyche was.

With each memory, Danny seemed to be drained of mental strength. He was getting exhausted seeing so many depressing memories. He finally leaned against a wall and slid to sit on the ground.

After a few more tortures from the GIW and memories of being on the run while thinking the Team was dead after the failsafe mission, the dream Danny had experienced during the Team's sleepover lit the room.

The Team had, once again, looked ill at the burning figures in the dream. It also broke their hearts to see how Danny reacted.

After the dream, the non-existent lights flickered back to life. Danny looked up with a 'hmm'. His eyelids were drooping but he shook his head to get rid of his tiredness. He stood back up with a sigh.

Kid Flash clamped Danny on the shoulder. "Dude… Your life sucks."

"I'm fully aware." The teen replied dryly. He let out a huff. "At least it's over."

"And do you feel any different?"

The teens turned to where Night-Lusion was standing. He had his arms crossed but his head was tilted to the side curiously.

Danny nodded hesitantly. "Yeah."

"How so?" The black-and-white figure asked.

Danny let out an annoyed sigh. "I feel… Better. Like I don't have to watch what I say."

They didn't see it but they could tell Night-Lusion was pleased with the answer and was potentially smiling.

"Then my work here is done. It was nice meeting you all and I hope we never have to meet under such circumstances again." The figure said and did a little bow. Danny snorted in amusement, the others smiling behind him.

The lighting in the room dimmed until the Team couldn't see their hands if they were pressed to their faces. A wave of exhaustion fell over them and they all collapsed to the ground.

"Wake up. Come on, wake up. Why are you always the last to wake up?"

"Cause I'm special." Danny mumbled, eyes still closed. He opened them drearily and found himself looking at his worried mentor. Robin was leaning over his shoulder with an apprehensive expression.

Batman rolled his eyes at his ward's response, took Danny's hands, and pulled him into a sitting position. Danny gave a small grunt but otherwise complied. He noticed Kaldur and Connor were waiting beside their mentors but the others had yet to show up.

"Are you feeling alright?" Batman asked, worried because the last time they were forcibly put to sleep, they were all mentally scarred. Again…

Danny just smiled and patted his mentor's head, earning a weird look from Batman and a laugh from his brother. "Yeah Bats. I'm great. Better than great actually. Just one favor."

"And that would be?" Batman asked.

Danny stretched his arms out like a little kid and gave the Dark Knight his best pouty face. "Carry me?"

Ok, so, this is gonna depress some of you BUT... This is the last chapter!

Kadzait: WHAT?!

Yeah...! I made the decision half-way through the chapter because I've been writing this story for a year and it's been fun but I'm getting a little tired of it. And, this way, Danny's psyche doesn't get anymore damaged! YEAH I guess... I think it was a good ending though... *shrugs*

Kadzait: *faints*

I might make an epilogue. We'll see.

I'd like to thank Pokeshadow55 for giving me the idea of Danny coming to terms with his problems, Ladnik for the idea of following the last chapter's problem, and I think it was Bibbledoo and Kat who said something about memories. I can be wrong though.

And ignore the cliché "rushes-into-burning-building" scene. I was bored. *innocent grin*

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Reviews:

Suntan140: I already did the 'turn-into-kid's-thing' in ch.23. And hmmmm... I don't know bout the second one. Don't wanna screw up the timeline or anything. Clockwork would have my head. XD

Guest of Honor: You want me to get Danny captured AGAIN?! Good Lord... As tempting as it is to do it (oh how I love Danny torture), I feel as if we would be repeating the scenario back in the earlier chapters. GAH! I hate it when good ideas come and then WAIT! I'll just do another Danny-torture fic. PROBLEM SOLVED! :D

Pokeshadow55: Glad you liked it~! SO VERY VERY HAPPY YOU LIKED IT! XD And thank you for the inspiration that came to this chapter! HEHEHE! Also, I'm very ecstatic you respect my mood swings. XD

SomeItalian: Well, I don't any more ideas... And Andy... Really? Good luck with that. XD

Skymuse: HOLY CRAP, YOU GOTTA LOT OF IDEAS. O.O I almost wish I wasn't ending this...

Crimson Leo: Good ideas but this is the end..! So... XD

Inviso-Al: Holy crap! TOO MANY QUESTIONS I CAN'T ANSWER! AAAHHHH! XD :D

BringbackDannyPhantom: Yeah... You really don't wanna know what I'd do with the others... I FORGOT KALDUR! UHHHH! *face-palms* And don't worry about me twisting your idea into something random.

Naitosutoka Eien No Honoo: YOU JUST KILLED ME WITH LOVE! I love those two fics! And you compared mine to them, which I would never be brave enough to do! EEEEPPPPP! And you just sat there and guessed four of my favorite bands... Wow... XD No, I don't plan on doing Season 2 cause I never watched it and, well, it never interested me. *shrugs* Everything after "Auld Acquaintance" is like my version of Season 2! Hope that doesn't depress you!

Azorawing: Hence the reason Barney's name came up at all. Scariest thing invented. XD Hope this chappie answers your question and I TAKE TWISTED, DEMENETED, AND ANYTHING SIMILAR AS A COMPLIMENT! :DDDDDDDDD

Ladnik: Loved your idea~! Kinda twisted it but HEY! It works! Right..? Heh heh... *big innocent grin*

Etrigan the Demon: Thank you~! :DDDDDD

Thelastsoul232: Well... This chapter kinda answers your question... Not the way you predicted but still... XD

KainVixenheim: *laughs behind hands* You ain't the first person to do that, if it's any help! I find this situation HILARIOUS! HAHAHAHA! XDDDD

KuriMaster13: I found AN ENDING! FANTASTICO! :DDDDDDD

Guest of Honor: ...I forgot Kaldur...I still can't believe I forgot Kaldur...Uhhhhhh... Loved your idea but, uh, I'm done with this..! On the bright side, IT FINALLY UPDATED!

Bibbledoo: Is that story about Barney true cause I find that very interesting in a morbid way. (Kadzait: Don't ask. She's messed up.) WE BARBEQUED HIS HEAD~! DON'T WORRY ABOUT HIS BODY~! WE FLUSHED IT DOWN THE POTTY~! AND AROUND AND AROUND IT GOES~! THE TOILET OVERFLOWS~! AND AROUND AND AROUND IT GOES-ES-ES~! XD

IWasNeverReal: THEY HAVE EM ON AMAZON! NOT JOKING! I OWN ONE! XD

o RealisticFantasy o: O.O Wow... Lot of ideas... But, uh, not doing anything else so... :/ And no, the snakes I added cause they'd be creepy. :D

Spawn of Nerdom: I loved your idea but I literally made this chapter the last one half-way through... It was a random decision.

Silver Crossbow: I had to go to the site to see your entire review. XD Glad you enjoyed the chapter! It was a pain to write so YEAH~! And to answer your question on the randomness: I think it would be a lot easier to fight insane villains if you, yourself, were also random and could adapt to new plans in five seconds. Randomness must be practiced frequently though. :D And that's a lot of ideas that I never used...

Danica: No worries! I never abandoned this story! Just needed a kick-start every once and awhile. XD

THEBOXGHOST113: Hope this makes you happier. XD AND THANKS SO MUCH, MY FRIEND! THAT MEANS SO MUCH! YOU'RE ONE OF THE BEST REVIEWERS EVER!

Kat: Glad you're enjoying~! :D And I loved that idea, I just kinda morphed into this chapter. Whatever this is. XD

XxOneTrueEnigmaxX: Glad you like! Your ideas are extremely intriguing! Loved your ideas but this is the last chapter soooooooo... Yeah... Frikkin fail on my part.

Skymuse: I might just have to make that a one-shot. I'm not even joking. XD

Guest(1): Glad you enjoyed! :D

Letskilloctavian: Loved your reviews! I'm happy I could erupt anger out of you. XD