Power Hungry

Real World Items

Danny woke up with a sore head, inside a metal cage. He tried to stand and grab the bars but was flung back by his wrists, noticing they were chained to the floor. In retaliation, he tried to phase his hands through the restraints but found himself unable.

"Struggle all you want, Ghost Child, but these cells are human-proofed." Danny's head flew up to where the sound of Walker's voice was coming from.

"Good thing I'm not just human then!" Danny defiantly yelled in his face, shifting into his ghostly form. Or, at least he would have if not for the specter deflector around his waist. Instead, an electric shock pulsed through his body, and he fell to the floor.

Walker leaned in close, his face almost pressed through the bars as he spoke low, "The anti-ghost weaponry your parents had been carrying was impressive. And extremely useful in keeping you restrained like the dog you are." In blind anger and frustration, Danny lashed out at Walker, yelling.

"Where are they! What have you done with them!" His heart was sinking, knowing that he couldn't protect them in his current state.

"They're fine. For now. Whether or not they remain that way is up to you. You brought real-world objects into the Ghost Zone. You have been sentenced to fifteen hundred years in prison for your crimes, Daniel. Once your sentence is up you can claim your items and remove them from this world."

Danny's eyes widened, realizing the 'items' Walker was talking about was his classmates and family. "Walker, they'll die before that time is up! You can't do this!"

"That is not my concern. Ghost Child." With that, Walker turned and strode from the room, leaving Danny alone to form a semi-functioning plan.

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Tuckers POV

Tucker woke up to find himself on the floor of a prison cell. Walker and his men! He captured us! Oh no, where's Danny?

His hat, which had at some point fallen off, lay next to an unconscious Sam Manson. He quickly put it on a shook her awake.

"Sam, c'mon. We have to find Danny!" At the mention of her boyfriend, her eyes flew open and she sat up quickly. Too quickly. Her forehead collided with Tucker's and they both fell back clutching their heads in pain. Their yelps seemed to stir other members of the group.

Mikey sat up and, when realizing he was in a prison, started crying about how he was too smart for jail. Paulina and Star were both whining about the smudged makeup around their eyes, and how they looked like raccoons. Meanwhile, Dash woke and was trying to wake up Kwan, who was currently curled up and sucking his thumb.

Mr. and Mrs. Fenton were awake and was talking to Mr. Lancer about the no-good ghost scum that had done this to them. Sam and Tucker felt it unnecessary to point out how unsafe this trip was from the start to even a toddler. Valerie was sat against the corner wall and her eyes were darting all over the place. 

A click echoed throughout the room and in walked a tall, broad-shouldered ghost in white. "Walker!" Both Sam and Tucker yelled, ignoring the looks they received from their classmates.

"Ah, Samantha. Tucker. How lovely to see you both again." Walker drawled, walking close to the cell.

"Where's Danny? Where's my baby you ectoplasmic scum?!" Mrs. Fenton demanded, putting her fists up while her husband Jack held her back by her arms.

"That pesky Ghost Child is somewhere secure where I can watch over him while he serves out his sentence. You will be released back to your world when it is over." Walker explained calmly despite the tension rising in the room.

"Ghost Child? What do you mean? What have you done to my boy?"

"Were you not listening? Daniel is serving out his sentence for bringing real-world items into the Ghost Zone. He will be allowed to take you back to your world when he is finished his sentence."

"And how long is it this time Walker!" 

Walker looked to Sam, whose eyes were flashing brightly with anger. "Fifteen hundred years if he exudes good behavior. And you know as well as I young Daniel has behavioral issu-"

Walker was interrupted by an agonizingly loud wailing. The door burst open and shattered against the wall. In the frame stood Danny, a broken specter deflector in his hands and in his ghost form.

"How could you have possibly gotten yourself free from your shackles, Daniel!" Danny's classmates and family gasped as Danny Phantom, as his wail died out, collapsed to his knees, transforming back into Danny Fenton.

"Looks like I'm stronger than you thought, huh Walker? I'm honestly disappointed you underestimated me." In his hand, he clutched a Fenton Thermos, which he used to trap Walker. Danny held up a set of guards keys and spun them on his index finger. He took in the shocked looks from everyone in the cell. Well, everyone except for Sam and Tucker. "This is going to take some explaining, but for right now let's just get out of here." 

He unlocked the cell and Tucker gave him a pat on the back. "You're two for two with your jailbreaks, Danny. Way to go, man. Just don't go getting cocky on me."

Danny managed a laugh. "When have I ever been cocky." It was almost as if he could sense Walker from within the Thermos raising a finger and going, um actually. Thankfully, with Walker down for the count, the group, under Danny's leadership, were able to leave the prison behind and put a good bit of distance between them and it. "Great," Danny said, smacking his forehead.

"What's up now?" Sam groaned, crossing her arms and pushing out a hip.

"We have to make it back to the bus!"