Danny Phantom: Ghost King Meets Justice League Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The next thing I know, they’re ripped off my waist entirely, and then his scent hits me. I whip around, and yep, it’s Lucas. He looks like he’s two seconds away from tearing Danny in half. “What the fuck, man?” Danny says, clearly confused and maybe a little terrified. “Get the fuck out,” Lucas growls, his eyes flashing gold. Danny blinks, then stutters, “You’re... Alpha Lucas?” “Now,” Lucas snaps. Danny doesn’t need to be told twice. He bolts so fast he probably leaves a Danny-shaped cloud behind.

He looked utterly drained. "Mr. Gulley! Are you alright?" Spotting Cassian, Darren nodded, saying glumly, "I didn't manage to catch up to that bastard." Considering the fact that Phantom was a skilled expert, Cassian would've been shocked if Darren had successfully caught up to him. Darren's eyes were red as he snarled through clenched teeth, "That damned bastard! He killed so many of our villagers just to test his necromancy. He's a heartless monster! I'm going to kill him to avenge Roy and the others."

Blood sprays into the air, droplets raining down, splattering the ground like crimson paint. “Canum! Drop the knife now!” My voice cracks with fury. He laughs, pressing harder against Phantom’s bleeding trachea. “Give up your crown, Phantom. Let me rule indefinitely, and I’ll spare her life. She’ll never be in danger again. I’ll even let her return to Falls Quaker. Say yes, and this ends. You’ll be free of responsibility. It’s okay, son. Let go. Just say yes.” Phantom’s eyes remain wide, unmoving.

After all, everyone knows what Christopher Gale has been like since he took the throne of the Moon Fall Pack. "I'll think about it after I chat with Danny. You should get some rest." I'm heading down to see him. I said as I flicked the rest of the cigarette away. "It's pretty early in the morning; maybe Danny's already asleep." "If he wants to stay alive, he better be awake when I show up," I replied, glancing back at Lucy, who was still on the balcony, wrapped in a blanket. I grabbed my shirt from the floor, threw it on without buttoning it up, and went downstairs to find Danny on the mansion's north side with Gamma and The Wolf Warriors.

Justice’s POV “Ghost, are you okay, my darling?” I didn’t intend to barrel into him, but I had to stop him, not just corral him to pack territory as Lenora requested. “You’re my mate?” Ghost takes a step back. He seems confused. I hope he didn’t hit his head in the collision. “Yes. I’m Justice.” I lower my head and step closer. “I’m your mate. Did I hurt you?”

Danny was glad he was back and alright but also worried about his whereabouts the past few days and how he had suddenly just appeared looking radiant as if they never had an argument which resulted in him leaving in the first place. His discussion with Jackson returned to his mind and he made a mental note to give Jackson a call after dinner and to go pay him a visit at his motel. "Hello, GrandPa, nice to have you back." Louis fist-bumped the man and walked back to the living room while Danny returned to cooking and his father sought his own bedroom. Strange. The last thought on Danny's mind. **~~**

She needed to be alive. “Anything Else?” I quivered my eyebrow, waited for Danny to open his mouth to tell me what the fuck was the exact reason that he called me out of the blue. He never minds links me first. It was always me doing it whenever I had something to get. It's the only reason why I ever had summoned him. Now that he had initiated it, I couldn’t believe it was just for telling me about a freaking dead body. Danny threw his head back and cracked the bones of his neck to stretch. “You need stretching to fucking tell me the real shit?”

He looked at Alex, but he didn't see the man he loved; he saw a a liar, a phantom that wouldn't let him die in peace. "Don't... touch... me," Danny gasped, his hands flying up to cover his ears. "You’re not real. You’re a hallucination. My brain is broken. It’s all broken." Alex didn't rush him. He sank to his knees on the floor a few feet from the bed, making himself smaller, lower than the boy on the mattress. He stayed silent, letting the waves of Danny’s panic wash over him through the bond. He felt the cold, the hopelessness, and the terrifying desire for the world to simply stop.

“Draymond? You can’t be Draymond.” “Of course I can’t be Draymond,” the man snickered. “Ghost Damon, The Alpha Slayer and King of the Lycans. Nice to meet you, Jimin.” Ghost extended his hand for a quick handshake but Jimin stared at him, refusing to take his hand. “I’ve watched him kill people for smaller reasons,” Calisté whispered in Jimin’s ears. “If I were you, I would take his hand already.”

But then Danny came running, screaming for his hero, and I realized my Danny was already gone. Fast forward to now... Danny pulls back from my kiss, gasping for air as if I am poisonous. I don’t mind. I just let my eyes drift past him to the man leaning against the archway. Chadwick looks like a ghost, pale skin, heavy bandages, eyes like flint. I feel a slow, jagged smirk pull at my mouth. "Leo?" Danny’s voice is a broken whisper. He is trembling so hard his teeth are practically chattering. "What did you just do? What... please, just leave. My mum..."