Danny Phantom Public Enemies Novels & Stories

He saw the shift in him—the way the broken boy had been replaced by a man who finally knew who his enemies were, but he also knew that this shift was only temporary. "Danny," Alex said, his voice soft but firm. "I promised I would protect you. But I know what that recording did to you. I can send Silas to end Ote right now. Or... we can do this together." Danny looked out at the rain-slicked streets of the city that had lied to him for six years. He thought of the café, the truth about his parents, and the man who had sat in his office and joked about his parents' deaths.

Their cold, dead stares sent a clear message. Danny wasn’t bluffing. And I had just walked straight into the lion’s den. “If you didn’t… then who did?” I asked, my voice embarrassingly unsteady. Danny leaned back in his chair, completely unfazed. “I don’t know. Looks like you’ve made more enemies than you realized.” I studied his face, trying to decide if I should believe him. Danny wasn’t the type to lie—at least, not without reason. And what would he gain from attacking me? I still owed him money, and my mother’s house was already listed as collateral.

Danny stays silent, still picking at his thumb until it bleeds—a clear sign of how close to breaking he is. Reyes continues, quiet but firm. “You think I’m the scary part, Danny? You think I’m the one you should be afraid of?” He takes a breath. “You think the others won’t sell you out the second they smell a deal?” Sweat forms on Danny’s forehead. He looks like he might be sick. “You’re not the only one we’ve got in custody. You think your friends won’t flip? Think they won’t hand you over to save themselves?”

I think it was only Raven who could take his brute strength. And, that was saying something considering Danny had gotten stronger in the last couple of years. At his tender age of 24, Danny was already very big, his tanned physique was very muscular. His blonde hair, that used to flop into his eyes, was now brushed back. He wore a white collared shirt and I could see his muscles bulging through it. Danny worked as a personal trainer and the job matched his passions completely.

The sudden crash course shattered all the plans, making way for haphazardly-created new ones. With an opened mouth showing its sharp and jagged razor-like teeth, the Blood Alpha’s griffin bit the neck of the nearest phantom—earning him a shrilling scream from both the phantom leader. If phantoms were already hard to take down, phantom leaders who knew how to ambush and retreat were the real pain in the ass. “Where’s your leader?!” Alpha Dylan Cain stood atop the fierce griffin’s back before he jumped onto the phantom’s back. Drawing his claws, he swung them and aimed for the enemy’s head. He was feeling damn agitated already.

"Danny?" "Danny Finn. He's in prison now, Riverbend Correctional. Got twenty years for a bank robbery that went wrong. But before that, he and his sister Caroline worked for your father. Eliminations. Making problems disappear. Your father sent them into a trap, got Caroline killed, got Danny locked up. But Danny knows things. Names. Locations. He might talk if you approach him right, offer him something he needs."

I cut in, my voice steadier than I felt, “what do you want?” He hesitated. That hesitation told me everything. “I heard things,” he said finally. My stomach dropped. “What things?” He looked uncomfortable now. “About Frank.” Of course. “What about him?” I asked. Danny’s gaze sharpened. “Is he playing you?” I stared at him, disbelief rushing in hot and fast. “Excuse me?” “He’s got a reputation,” Danny said, frustration creeping into his voice. “You know that. He doesn’t do anything serious. He doesn’t stick around.”

But his silence was sad, crushing whatever hope I had left. " Five..." Damon’s voice was laced with amusement. He was enjoying this, watching me break, watching Alex falter. Then, out of nowhere, a figure crashed into Damon, sending him across the floor. It was Phantom, the final member of the Prime Order. Damon hit the ground hard, clearly caught off guard. Phantom’s entrance was so sudden that even the shadows Damon controlled flickered for a moment, losing their form. “Couldn’t let you have all the fun without me,” Phantom said.

He smirks as he disappears. “Oh, you will know how much of a real man he is soon enough.” Danny says as he walks away and grabs a woman who screams. I struggle against my restraints as Dane appears. He is huge, buzzed hair cut, with grey eyes. He is packed with muscles he is bulky. Every step he takes is with purpose. He is dangerous. But he is stupid. All that muscle and nothing in his head. “Angel Moretti. It is so nice to finally meet you. We are going to have so much fun together.” I snort on a laugh.

"he has Ava believing that he is working with me and they are attempting to escape tomorrow night from Scorpion. I am afraid that this guy is an enemy of Scorpion and is merely trying to use Ava to get to him. I have no way of reaching her which means that I have to be two steps ahead of Red Blaze. If he succeeds in rescuing Ava, I need to be there to rescue Ava from him. I don't know who this Red Blaze guy is but since you are working undercover, I'm sure you can easily find out about him for me. Just ask your contacts. I need to know where to find him." "There's no need for me to ask anyone," Danny replied. "Red Blaze is famous and his lair isn't necessarily a secret. The only problem is,