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Chapter Twenty-Eight: Divide & Conquer

The team split into three teams to deal with their different missions. Two would stay in separate sections of Amity to watch out for ghosts, mystics, and Guys In White agents. The last would travel to the Ghost Zone to get Phantom's daughter. That last one was still daunting for the team. Most were still trying to process the information.

The team staying in the area around headquarters was Miss.Martian, Nightwing, Cyborg, and Guardian. The team on the other side of town would be Red Arrow, Bumblebee, Impulse, Beast Boy, Blue Beetle, and Robin. The team going into the Ghost Zone with Phantom and Siren would be Aqualad, Superboy, and Tempest. Jazz would stay at the security cam controls while Red Huntress did her usual patrol route around town.

"You two got everything you need," Dick asked, fussing over the twins.

"You are such a big brother at heart, aren't you," Danny smirked.

"I'd have no reason to if you two would stop getting into life or death situations every other day," Dick playfully glared at them.

"This is the Ghost Zone," White reminded. "Even if there are still spirits that hate us, there are a lot more that don't."

"But I swear, if Box Ghost makes one appearance, I'm locking him in the dungeons for the rest of his... uh... afterlife," Danny said.

"We've had enough of him to last us five lifetimes," White shook his head. "And yes, I am still aware of the fact that we will stop aging at some point."

"So, when is this portal going to open," Garth asked.

Phantom's eyes flashed a brighter green. His breath also let out a small blue mist.

"I think our ride's here now," he smirked.

Siren seemed to catch on to who he was talking about.

"Oh, it's been so long since I've seen him," he smiled, floating up in excitement.

"Who are you..." Robin was interrupted.

A trio of claws appeared right out of thin air. They sliced through the air, leaving behind a patch in the sir almost like when animal claws would scratch a person's clothes. Or when Wolverine ever attacks anyone, but that's in another realm. Inside of the claw marks was a swirling vortex of green and black energy. Anyone that easily got dizzy definitely would have if they looked at that portal for too long.

"That would be him," Danny chuckled.

Out of the portal came their closest ghost friend, and the only one that still couldn't speak proper English, Wulf. Wulf resembles a large, muscular werewolf or anthropomorphic wolf. Wulf wore a worn green sweatshirt, with a hood that he usually keeps down, and tattered green pants.

"Wow," most of the team gasped, a few taking a step back.

"Everyone, this is Wulf," Danny introduced. "He was probably the first nice ghost that we had ever met."

"Salutojn, amikoj de miaj amikoj," Wulf says.

"He also can not speak English, just Esperanto," White informs them. "He says 'hi."

"Wulf is one of the first-ever mystics to become a ghost," Jazz explains. "He is a werewolf ghost but is stuck in his wolf form forever now."

"Wow," Gar gasped.

"My reaction exactly when I first met him," Valerie snickered. "Wulf's main power, other than his enhanced wolf senses, is that he can use his claws to literally rip the air, creating a portal to anywhere he wants."