Phantomy Justice *V2*

Blackmail Gets You Places, Not Good Places, But Places

Jazz, Sam and Tucker had just been about to leave when the unruly red-head showed up. Okay, sure, Jazz has red hair too, but this one was a guy. There was a difference. 

"You-" The boy had been about to say something when he noticed Tucker throwing in two suitcases. "Where are you going?" The boy frowned, his green eyes that had initially held anger and a bit of resentment suddenly lit with curiosity. 

"None of your business, Wes." Sam rolled her eyes, slamming into the passengers seat. 

"Wait, are you going to go find Danny? He's been missing for a few days now." Wes raised an eyebrow, suddenly interested. 

"Again, that's none of your business!" Sam growled, her window rolled down. 

"Y-" Wes seemed about to say something, then a devilish grin spread across his face. "You know what, I don't even care. This is just more evidence that Fenton is Phantom, and this time nobody will be able to prove me otherwise!" Wes' grin was filled with pride. 

"Yeah, okay, but still. Nobody is going to believe you, Wes." Sam smirked. 

"Not yet they don't, but I have real proof this time. I got Danny's transformation on video!" Wes' grin spread out even more, not that Sam had thought that possible. 

"And whose to say you didn't doctor it this time, hm?" Sam tried her best to show that she wasn't worried, but even Tucker could tell it was failing. She was forcing a smile at this point. 

"Well, for starters, you two are in it. Remember last Tuesday, at Nasty Burger?" After hearing those words Sam started to go pale. Tucker even gulped. Tuesday at the Nasty Burger was especially bad. Well, okay, it was just the Lunch Lady, but that had been when Danny had gone under the table to transform. That would be more than incredibly hard to doctor, especially since they had been eating before the incident, and...No no no, this was not good. Not good at all. "Now, I want to make sure Fenton knows about this before so that it'll be that much more enjoyable. So, I'll ask again, where are you guys going, and more importantly, can I come?" 

Sam now knew exactly why Wes wanted to come. He wanted to find Danny so he could gloat before showing the video to kids at school. Sam really didn't want to, but it was obvious that they had to. If they didn't, Wes would just as easily show that video to everyone at school. If he came, maybe, just maybe, they could convince him not to show that video.  

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Jazz had driven Sam, Wes and Tucker all the way to Gotham without so much as a peep of trouble. Then, Gotham just had to go and spit in their faces as the car broke down.

"Perfect, just perfect!" Sam spat, kicking the dumb machine that had been leading them on a straight and narrow path to Danny.

"Well, well, well, look what we have hear..." A voice sounded from the alley. Unfortunately, the four of them weren't around any would-be witnesses, which sucked. That meant they were in real genuine danger, but what else was new?

"Looks like a couple o' lost kids." A small group of men, no more than seven, walked out of the shadows. More than half of them were pretty bulky, the only one who wasn't made up for it in tallness. Four of the men held guns pointed directly at the teens. Two had knives, and the third a thick hunk of metal that looked like it could easily do its part. Tall and lanky had the metal thingy, and was creepily slapping the palm of his hand with it.

"Welcome to Gotham-" One of the bulkier men smirked.

"We're the welcoming committee," Another one smirked. 

"I so wish Danny were here." Jazz muttered. 

"We don't need Danny, we have Sam!" Tucker smirked, looking over at the fuming goth to his right. 

"What is she going to do against seven guys?" Wes glared at Tucker. The men were starting to walk closer, obviously taking their time. Suddenly, there were two shadowy figures before two of the men crumpled to the ground, the rest turning to face the unwelcome guest. 

"Oh crap, it's the bat!" One of the men called out. Another tried to sick a gun on them, but there was a yelp of pain and the man instantly dropped it. Within a matter of beautiful seconds, all seven men were unconscious on the ground. There stood Batman, along with Robin the boy wonder. 

"Are you hurt?" Batman actually seemed generally concerned, which surprised the shaken teens. Wes was the first to recover. 

"No, I think we're just fine." Wes rolled his eyes, turning back towards the car before remembering that it was broken down. "Sort of stranded here, but fine." Sam kicked him in the shin. "Ow!" He yelped, holding his leg, "What was that for?" 

"Do you really want the list? It's about 2 days long." Sam raised an eyebrow. Wes settled for lightly wincing. 

"I swear I'll post that video right here, right now so help me-" Wes threatened, to which Sam kicked him in the other shin. 

"You don't have the video with you, you wouldn't risk it. I'm not dumb." Sam rolled her eyes. While they had been arguing, Tucker had pulled out his PDA, and Jazz was had managed to get Batman and Robin to tell them directions to the nearest hotel. Or more accurately, the nearest safe hotel. They were not staying in some place where a super-villain could be next door. 

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Hello citizens! Long time no see! How's life? Not dull I hope. *Nervous chuckle because I haven't updated this since April and even that was super short* 

Anywho, I added Wes because I can. You never saw it coming. He blackmailed his way into Gotham City. 

(For any that don't know who Wes is, you can probably just google it or find it on tumblr. For those who do, congratulations.) 

Either way, Wes is here now. Make the best of it. He's got video proof that Fenton is Phantom and he's not afraid to use it, and Sam's not afraid to abuse him while she can. It'll be hilariously terrible. 

In other news, I totally trolled my sister and she published one of my shenanigans accidentally. It's funny though. She's so going to hate me tomorrow. 

See you guys later! 

~Portal Potato OUT!