Danny Phantom Dash Baxter Novels & Stories

“Gabriella Chambers, I knew I’d see you again soon. You’re not a kid anymore.” Baxter stalked towards me, his tangy scent assaulting my senses. “Why did you attack Gareth’s ceremony?” He shrugged as he continued to stalk forward. I looked over the bushes and saw the tip of the ranch house. “A job’s a job, sweetheart.” “Who hired you?” I demanded. “You want to know?” “You really want to know?” I didn’t know anymore. I stepped back. Baxter reached for me. I slapped his hand away and turned to run. Baxter knocked my ankles, and I tripped. He knelt on my thigh, and I cried out.

Without thinking twice, I pull his mask and I can’t help the gasp that comes flying out of my mouth when I see Dash staring back at me. “What the fuck?” I let out. I look over my shoulder at Wyatt and then at Dash, and they stare at each other. How the fuck could I have been so wrong? Dash is The Reaper? Dash? The man is like a unicorn, he shits rainbows and glitter and he is a mass murderer?

I call out to him, and Lion starts to whine, but Theresa comes to his side at that moment, probably to ask him why the hell he hadn't told her about his daughter, "This is Midnight, Lion's daughter. Mid, this is my best friend, twice removed third cousin and biggest fan, Baxter." Baxter gives her a big smile and a casual wave with his hand. Mid stares at him like he's the world's biggest delight and can't wait to eat him, which at this point doesn't surprise me. I'm starting to realize that this half-human omega is somehow more perverted than I am. And that's... pretty funny. I've never met someone who was ‘more something’ than me. "Are you mute?" she asks him directly. Baxter looks at me to

Muscles growled and dashed forward, charging towards Jack like a massive tank. Jack took a deep breath and dashed forward as well. Muscles was slower than him, and for someone like Jack who had spent the past few days training with Davies, this was not a challenge. Davies, pseudonym Phantom, was a speed beast whose true speed was easily greater than someone who had attained 6 Star mastery. It was too easy to avoid Muscles’ powerful punch and generate his own counter. Ducking beneath the giant Undead’s punch – which happened to be no problem at all given his large frame – he pushed his spear forward, gathering energy within his arms and thrusting forward with maximum speed and power! Spiralli

Alex realized that he was trapped. He had ants in his pants. Dorothy, Phoenix, Shelly, Grand Emperor Rowan, and his family were outside... Since he was trapped here, they could be in danger. “Break it!” He grabbed the Phanes Ax and struck forcefully, but to his surprise, it was as if he was hitting cotton—he could not exert any strength. “Calm down! Calm down! No hurry! “This is Phanes Banner, an existence on the same level as the Phanes Ax. It won’t work if I strike it forcefully...”

Not just a wolf. But a force of nature. And no matter how much I wanted to run from him, some part of me—some maddening, aching part—knew it would be impossible. Whether I liked it or not, this man, this beast, this protector… was mine. And I was his. Our eyes were still locked when footsteps echoed across the ruined chamber. His beta entered—Lieutenant Daniel, clad in formal armor, eyes darting from the destroyed wall to the blood-soaked floor, then to the dead assassin sprawled at Alexandro’s feet.

I relived the fear, the sadness, and everything else I felt that day. The commander turns his eyes to the foyer and sees Baxter. He gets to his dog’s side in two strides. “Baxter… Baxter… wake up!” I hear him call his dog. “What have they done to you?” Jareth returns. “I canceled the backup, commander…” he informs. “What’s wrong with the dog?” “I don’t know,” he says worriedly. Slowly, Baxter opens his eyes but lies still on the ground. “What happened to you, Baxy?

Just an inch away from Frederick's face, Baxter's fist abruptly stopped! Hugh was puzzled and asked, "Master Gibson, what's wrong? Why did you stop? If you punch him, that kid is undoubtedly dead!" But when he took a step forward for a closer look, he was frightened out of his wits. Because Baxter was bleeding from all seven orifices, and his face was as pale as paper. Baxter had been frightened to death, literally! "Tsk. A Savant Grandmaster? Are they even strong?" Frederick sneered, staring directly at Hugh.

I turned away from him, pressing a hand against the desk to steady myself, because if I didn’t, I was sure my legs would give out. I knew that they would no longer support me, and I knew that I wouldn’t be able to straight. No matter how hard I was going to try, this was far too painful for me to be able to handle. That man. That monster. The one who haunted my nightmares, who left shadows in every corner of my life. And he had the nerve to show up today, to walk in like he hadn’t shattered everything I had ever known. “Are you okay?” Damon’s voice was quiet, careful. Like he didn’t want to startle me.

Xander stood by his side, both were looking worriedly at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he called back at Mordecai. “You’re just messing with my head.” Dorin’s eyes widened. The people moving towards Dorin fell to the ground, the air knocked out of them. “Now, we continue.” Dorin faced Mordecai once more. He had always loved fighting strong opponents. It means he could let it all out and fight with his real strength, but with his id now in his Phasma core, he was able to calm himself as he continued the duel.