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Ch.1: We Need Help

Danny slipped one of the two pet carriers he owned into the back seat of his truck, a white 1983 Chevrolet Blazer with an extended cab. The white American Curl inside looked up at him as he set the carrier down, tilting its head at him. The ebony-haired adult smiled at the cat, waving. The white ball of fluff meowed at him, blinking her amber eyes at him. Danny hummed before bending down to grab the second carrier.

As he set the second carrier on top of the first, he received a glare from the silver Oriental cat inside. Then again, the green glare always seemed to be on the cat's face, no matter what was going on. Danny glared at the cat, shaking his head at the feline. The silver beast hissed at him unhappily, tail swishing behind her ominously. Danny stuck his tongue out, grabbing the metal door and shaking the cage a little. In retaliation, the cat clawed at his already thoroughly bandaged hands.

"OW!" Danny yelled, instantly drawing his hand away from the cage quickly. Amazingly enough, the caged demon had managed to snag some of his skin that had been bare of bandages. Glaring at the cat again, Danny cursed "Oh, you frikkin little demon! Why do I keep you around?"

"Maybe because the 'frikkin little demon' helps you with your job." Tucker suggested, peeking his head over the carriers while smiling and laughing. Sitting beside the carriers, he was the one in charge of making sure they didn't knock over.

Danny scowled at the cocoa-skinned boy. "Shut up…"

Tucker grinned cheekily and the ebony-haired boy heard Sam laughing in the passenger seat in the front. Danny rolled his eyes, opening the driver's door and reaching into the cup-holder in-between his and Sam's seat. The twenty-one-year-old grabbed the cardboard box in one of the holders and slipped another band-aid from the box, ignoring how Sam continued laughing. While placing the band-aid over the bleeding area, Danny walked around the back of the truck to make sure the dogs were there.

After making that they were there, Danny heard Sam call out her open window "Hey Danny, you've got some incoming company~!"

"Who is it?" The ebony-haired asked curiously, walking around the truck to close the backseat door. As he did, he saw his "incoming company," jumped from being startled, and released a loud "Holy CRAP!"

The Flash laughed. Batman raised an eyebrow at the startled male. Superman smiled awkwardly at the shorter, ebony-haired male with his hands on his hips. "Uh… It's Superman, Batman, and Flash. Your name is Danny, right? We would like to talk to you, if you don't mind."

Breathing heavily in an attempt to calm his racing heart, Danny pressed a hand to his face. Distantly, he could hear Sam and Tucker roaring with laughter in their seats. The dogs in the back were barking incessantly at the newcomers. Between her laughter, Sam was trying to shut them up but was failing. The roar in Danny's ears was a little unbearable.

Letting his hand drop to his side, Danny smiled at the heroes in front of him. "Sorry for that. I didn't expect you to answer. I also didn't expect you to come see me today… Or ever."

Flash laughed a little more. "Haha, yeah. This morning, I didn't expect to meet anyone either! It's a big surprise for everyone. Well… Except Bats."

The Dark Knight stayed still as a statue, to which both of his allies rolled their eyes at. An exaggerated sigh fell from the Man of Steel's mouth while Flash silently debated poking the black-clad hero to make sure he was awake and alive. When the white eyes turned to the Flash though, all thoughts regarding such actions were vanished because of fear. Turning his eyes back to the young adult, Flash asked "What happened to your hands?"

Danny chuckled as he looked down at his bandaged hands. Looking up, he said with a strained smile "I hate my cat and my cat hates me."

Glancing at the open car door, Flash saw two cats in crates. Both were watching the heroes with little to no interest. One was perfectly still while the silver one's tail swished back and forth. Curiously, Flash asked "Which one?"

Danny walked over to the door and pointed at the Oriental. "This one. Her name is Hissy-Fit. She's more of a demon from hell than an actual cat."

"And the other?" Flash asked, ignoring how his two allies were giving him 'we need to do business now' looks.

Danny smiled. "Her name's Skittles. She actually likes people…and skittles, which is where her name came from."

Flash smiled and laughed.

"Anyways," Superman said. "we came to ask if you can help us out with your services."

Danny narrowed his eyes at the three heroes, wondering why they were approaching him about his job. A bunch of heroes didn't seem to be the kind of people needing help with the kind of problem he dealt with on a daily basis. His job was the reason they were standing in the driveway of a cabin belonging to a young couple high in the mountains.

"Uh…" Danny drawled. "I don't know. You all don't seem like the people to be haunted by ghosts, unless one of you decided to summon a demon or something. Are you sure you guys need a medium and not a guy that fixes doors?"

"It's a ghost." Batman stated seriously. It was the first time he had spoken to Danny and the ebony-haired male was surprised by how gravelly the older's voice was.

Danny crossed his arms over his chest, donning his own serious look. "Are you absolutely sure? I don't want to waste a trip to find out all you guys have is a foundation problem. It's not uncommon."

Batman narrowed his eyes at the younger male.

Superman took a step forward, standing in-between the two men to stop any arguments that might erupt between them. "Batman would know if it was a problem with the building. Trust me. He's really good about knowing these kinds of things. If he says it's a ghost, it's most likely a ghost."

"Why are you so worried?" Flash asked before he gasped. "Maybe you're a fraud!"

Danny laughed at the accusation, gaining a humorous smirk on his lips. Shaking his head, the man said "I wish. As of right now, I've got three ghost dogs in the back of my truck who are still barking at you, another ghost human beside the cats, and yet another in my passenger seat. They make my life much more difficult than it needs to be."

"Hey!" Tucker yelled indignantly, peeking over the cat crates again. "You can't insult us when we have no way of defending ourselves!"

"Yeah! How would you like it if we gossiped about you to the other ghosts in our neighborhood, huh?" Sam agreed, giving the ebony-haired male a glare.

Danny gave the heroes a 'one minute' gesture before turning on his heel. "You do that anyways! They still believe the only reason I can see them is because I drink the blood of infants and that you're my slaves. I'm allowed to complain every once in awhile!" Danny turned to the barking dogs while his two friends snickered to themselves. "And for the love of… HEY!" The dogs continued yapping away. The male gave them a wild look. "YO! SHUT UP!"

The dogs instantly fell quiet. The Saint Bernard, Cujo, whined. Firecracker, the Belgian sheepdog, began panting. The Irish wolfhound, Lock, collapsed to the floor and set his head in his paws.

Danny ignored his friend's snickers and turned back to the heroes again. "Sorry."

"Uh… It's ok…" Superman muttered, not quite sure what he and his friends just saw but was willing to accept it either way.

Danny sighed. "Alright. If you're convinced you've got a ghost, just tell me where to meet you all and I'll start driving."

"Hall of Justice, Washington, DC. How soon can you be there?" Batman asked.

Danny shrugged. "Without breaking any traffic laws, I can promise to be there within ten hours at the most. I don't expect to be there any sooner than seven hours but I'll probably get there within eight and a half. I plan on stopping along the way for some food. I haven't eaten much today."

Batman nodded. "You'll get to Washington in the middle of the night. I'll find a place for you to stay close to the Hall and send you the address. I'll expect to see you tomorrow morning around ten, understood?"

The twenty-one-year-old saluted. "Yup. I'll be there."

Batman nodded his acknowledgement while Superman smiled. "Alright. See you tomorrow, Danny."

With that last greeting, the three heroes were enveloped in a white light and then were gone. Danny stood mystified for a minute before being snapped out of his funk by Sam yelling at him. Rolling his eyes, the young adult shut the door to the backseat and got in the driver's seat, slamming the door behind.

"Alright, let's get our jam on!" Tucker cheered, already dancing in his seat.

Danny rolled his eyes as he turned the ignition. "Not yet, Tuck. You know I've got to call the Mr. and Mrs. Rodriguez. Then we can jam out."

Sam pouted while Tucker groaned in the backseat. Batting her violet eyes, the ebony-haired girl asked "Can't you do that later? We've been wanting to listen to music all day!"

Danny smirked as he picked up the cell-phone sitting beside his box of band-aids. "Nope."

The two groaned again.

One Long Car Ride, One Peaceful Sleep, and One Rushed Morning Later…

Danny turned off the ignition, scared to look at old clock in his just-as-old Blazer. His eyes were shut firmly closed and his hands were tight on the steering wheel. Shoulders and back tense, the young adult looked like he was being crammed into a tiny box. "Hey Sam, please tell me I'm not too late…"

Tucker and Sam were cringing at the time the clock read. "Uh… Danny… I'm sorry to say but this is the latest you've ever shown up for anything."

"How bad?"

"Yeah, it's noon."

Danny groaned, practically smashing his head against the steering wheel. "If what I've heard from the internet is true, Batman's going to kill me so hard…"

"Yup." Tucker agreed. There was hardly any sympathy in his voice.

Danny sighed and opened his door, silently sliding out. As he shut the door, Tucker and Sam magically appeared behind it. They tried assuring their ebony-haired friend that the Dark Knight wouldn't kill him, just brutally injure him. Danny glared at them as he grabbed the one carrier in the backseat. It was bigger than the other ones he had used the day before because it held both cats. Skittles and Hissy-Fit were quiet inside, lying beside each other without a problem. Hissy-Fit made sure to hiss at Danny though.

The male only rolled his eyes and shut the door behind, locking the car with his keys. After, he shouted "Cujo, Firecracker, Lock; let's go!"

The three big dogs jumped out from the back and crowded around the male. Hissy-Fit made sure to express her displeasure at the dogs while Skittles bounced her tail back and forth, tilting her head at them.

Danny paid them no mind and headed for the Hall of Justice entrance, walking in-between his two friends. The two ghosts were still trying to tell their living friend that Batman doesn't kill people. He only beats them within an inch of their life. He was going to be a-ok! He just had to believe in himself was all.

For a minute, Sam and Tucker's assurances made Danny feel better, knowing they liked messing with him and knowing he really wouldn't be beaten. Of course, all that security fell away the minute he walked in the Hall and saw Batman glaring at him with his arms over his chest. Superman stood beside him and, though he was much calmer, he was a little irritated as well.

As soon as they were inside, the dogs split up to investigate the front room that was bare of any tourists for the time being, running all around happily. Their absence appeased the demon cat, who only seemed to like Skittles. Sam and Tucker stayed beside their friend, ready to give moral support with sarcastic undertones.

As Danny walked up to the two heroes nervously, Batman sarcastically asked "What happened to your face?"

The ebony-haired boy unconsciously reached up and touched some of the band-aids lining his face. With a grimace, he explained "Hissy-Fit didn't want to get in the carrier this morning. She tried to rip my face off. She's part of the reason I'm late."

"What's the other reason?" Superman asked curiously.

Danny shrugged. "Got lost on my way here yesterday and arrived at the hotel later than expected. I slept through my alarm and woke up at ten. Then I had to get ready and then after being scratched to death, I had to apply antibiotics to my face. … Yeah, this cat hates my guts."

"What was the point in bringing them?" Batman asked, glaring at the animals staring up at him. As usual, Skittles seemed more curious than anything else and Hissy-Fit was more than happy to maul his face, something the Dark Knight picked up on and was not thrilled with.

"Animals, especially cats, see ghosts. I bring them along on jobs to help find them and such." Danny explained.

"We read that you saw ghosts on your website." Superman said, confused. Batman was looking at the young adult suspiciously.

Danny nodded at the simple statement. "I can but, if a ghost wants, they can hide from my sight. However, animals see them anytime they're in the vicinity. Skittles and Hissy-Fit are my backup, as well as my dogs and, to an extent, my ghostly friends."

"Wait, they're here?" Superman asked, alarmed.

The ebony-haired man nodded. "Yup. The dogs are running around, being idiots, and Sam and Tucker are staring you down. They keep waiting for Batman to beat the crap out of me for being late."

The Dark Knight wore an un-amused expression while Sam and Tucker snickered beside Danny. The young adult couldn't help the small smile that graced his lips at hearing the two's quiet laughing, trying to suppress the small quirk in his lips so not to irritate Batman further. It didn't quite work out the way Danny wanted it to.

"Alright, shall we get down to business?" Danny asked. Superman gestured for the young adult to follow him and led the medium to a door that required Superman to be scanned. Batman followed behind Danny, Sam, and Tucker silently, putting the young male on edge as he carried the cat carrier with both hands.

"This is so exciting." Tucker whispered sarcastically with a gigantic smile on his face. This earned a snort from Danny and a laugh from Sam.

After scanning the Man of Steel, the door opened and allowed entry for the two heroes and the medium. They stepped through and the door shut behind them automatically. The dogs followed behind, walking right through the doors. Danny grabbed their attention by snapping his fingers. Ignoring the heroes' looks, the young adult gestured for the three to investigate the building. Quick as bullets, they were taking off down the halls excitedly.

Sam waved after them sarcastically while Tucker shook his head in amusement.

As the dogs left the immediate vicinity, Danny felt another spectral presence in the building besides that of his friends and pets. It was faint but there. Danny was relieved to feel it and know that he hadn't wasted his time by coming to Washington for structural damage.

"I'm going to let the cats wander around and the dogs have already taken off. The cats will see the ghosts if I can't and the dogs, being ghosts and all, should draw the one haunting this place out. I'm going to wander around a little and get a feel of the place. I should be done within the hour and, if I'm not, I'd get comfortable. These things are either extremely quick or draw out for hours." Danny sighed, remembering all the times he had worked into the late hours of the night. "I hope this won't take long."

"You just jinxed it!" Tucker said, slapping a hand over his face and groaning. Sam made a disapproving clicking sound with her tongue against her teeth. Her head shook slowly, expressing her disapproval.

"Shut up!" Danny complained, bending and opening the door to the cat carrier.

"Excuse me?" Superman asked, confused. Batman was staring at the young adult suspiciously again, silently contemplating if the man might be a little nutty in the head. This entire thing could be a fraud for all he knew. He was just keeping doors and theories open for investigation, if they were needed at any point.

Danny blew his hair out of his face and looked at the Man of Steel as he opened the door. Hissy-Fit flew from the carrier, taking off down one of the halls without a second thought. Skittles was much calmer and chose to say hi to Danny before wandering off in a trot down another hallway. "If whatever I say doesn't make sense, you can safely assume I'm not talking to you. I'm surrounded by idiots all the time."

"HEY!"

"Ok?" Superman half-asked, half-said. He shared a look with his black-clad friend and the Dark Knight shrugged. The Man of Steel frowned.

Danny rolled his eyes and waved, ignoring how his ghost friends were trying to get his attention furiously. "Yell if you need me. I'll certainly yell if I get lost."

With that being said, Danny drifted off down the hallway Skittles had taken. Tucker and Sam stomped after him, still yelling at him. The young man had to wonder how his two friends were never heard by the living with how loud they yelled, even if they were dead. Their voices could rival that of Black Canary's Canary Cry. Danny sighed. "Idiots…"

"HEY!"

Wandering through the halls, Danny finally managed to get the two ghosts to stop yelling at him with the excuse the ghost haunting the Hall of Justice might not come out with their loud voices bouncing around the walls. They easily fell into a conversation regarding the ghost, wondering who it would be and why they were there. Occasionally, the three would run into the dogs or the cats. Time ticked by and no signs showed of the ghost appeared.

"This is getting irritating." Sam commented, glaring at the walls with her arms crossed over her chest heatedly. She was always impatient with ghosts that liked taking their time revealing themselves.

Danny and Tucker glanced at each other, rolling their eyes. Sighing, Tucker said "Come on, Sam. It's only been a half-hour. Remember, we've waited a heck of a lot longer than is. Some of us are patient. Others, however, are not." Tucker gave the girl a pointed look at this.

Danny laughed. "Tucker's right, Sam. There have been considerably longer trips. You just need to learn to be patient."

Sam stuck her tongue out at the boy. Both boys laughed before Danny yelped and fell to the ground. Groaning, the young man looked to where Hissy-Fit was hissing at him with a tense body. Her silver hair stood on edge, making her look bigger than she actually was.

While Sam joined Tucker in laughing, Danny glared at the Oriental cat. "I hate you. I hate you so much."

Hissy-Fit hissed again before trotting off, leaving Danny lying sprawled across the ground. The ebony-haired glared after it, shaking his head. "And to think, I make sure that thing keeps living… It's almost tempting to stop feeding it."

"Ok Hater Boy, stop plotting to kill the cat and get up already. We've got work to do. I'm starting to wonder if there even is a ghost here." Sam commented, watching as Danny hopped up from the ground, rubbing at the sores on his face that Hissy-Fit had oh-so generously given him that morning.

Danny sighed, looking around. "It's definitely a ghost zone; we just don't know where the ghost is."

A "ghost zone" was the term Danny used to describe a place that was being haunted. There weren't as many earthbound spirits as most people thought. There were even less that messed with the living in any way. It was actually considered uncommon for a ghost to want to have anything to do with the living plane.

Danny hummed. "Maybe we should split up and cover more ground. Past experience says not all ghosts like us as a group."

"True." Tucker agreed, nodding. "Alright, I'll get you guys if I find anything."

"Me too." Sam stated, waving. The two were gone before Danny could anything to their agreements before they left. The simple disappearances made the ebony-haired man roll his eyes as he started walking down the hall again, looking at the bare walls without much interest. He was startled when Skittles bolted out from another passage and stopped in front of him.

"Hi Skittles." Danny greeted, bending down and easily picking the American Curl up. He ran his fingers through the cat's soft, white fur. "Wanna ghost hunt with me?"

That earned the young adult a meow. Danny grinned. "Good kitty."

The ebony-haired male wandered around for a little longer, holding the white cat in his arms. Skittles purred some before becoming silent and then purring again. Overall, though, it was quiet between the two. Danny occasionally stared at Skittles to make sure she wasn't staring at anything he didn't see. However, it never happened.

Danny was startled when he heard Firecracker barking at something before he was joined by Lock's deeper growl. Cujo's bark joined the other two's fairly quickly. The young adult found them fairly quickly in one of the 'war-rooms'. He began telling them to quiet down with his baritone voice overpowering their loud barks. They did as they were told and quieted down instantly, glaring at a spot in the middle of the room. Hissy-Fit was lying on top of one of the desks, watching the same spot. Skittles looked curiously at that one spot all the animals were interested in.

The ebony-haired male saw nothing.

Sighing, Danny looked around the room, hoping for the ghost to appear in his sights. It didn't happen that way, like he wanted. Leaning against one of the desks in the room, Danny set his cat on the ground and Skittles sat down by his feet, tail flicking back and forth.

"If there's any ghosts in here, you can come out. All the animals kind of gave you away so…" Danny trailed, smiling good-naturedly. "I'm not sure what you did to get the heroes to figure out a ghost is haunting them but good job on getting their attention."

Though he didn't see anyone per say, a small, childlike laugh rang out. Though startled to hear a child, Danny continued smiling at the air around him. "Hey, would you come out so I can see you? I bet my dogs would be thrilled to meet you. The big brown and white one is Cujo. He's a Saint Bernard. The black one is Firecracker. He's a Belgian sheepdog. Lock is the grey Irish wolfhound. They're all very nice."

Slowly, a form manifested where all the animals had been staring. It was a girl of about eleven or twelve with ebony hair and blue eyes, like Danny's own. She wore a blue sweatshirt with red cargo shorts and red sneakers. A red beanie was shoved over her black hair, keeping her long hair pressed to her neck.

Danny smiled reassuringly. "Hi. I'm Danny. What's your name?"

The dogs trotted over to the girl, who smiled and patted their heads while falling to the ground in a lotus position. After giving a sufficient greeting to the canines surrounding her, she smiled at the twenty-one-year-old and answered "I'm Danielle but most people just call me Dani."

The ebony-haired man smiled wider. "Ha! We almost share the same name. That's hilarious."

Dani nodded in agreement as Cujo collapsed beside the girl, panting happily at her petting. Firecracker and Lock were easy to succumb to boredom and wandered around the room, specifically to terrorize Hissy-Fit (not that Danny secretly minded or anything).

Danny watched for a little while before asking "So Dani, why are you hanging around the Hall of Justice? It'd be easier to go through the ghost portal and make friends, wouldn't it?"

Dani shrugged uncertainly. "I don't know. I never had many friends. It's been kind of hard. I came to the Hall of Justice because… It felt safe."

The young man snorted. "That doesn't surprise me. The Hall of Justice is filled with heroes. They practically radiate safety like a neon beacon in the dead of night. However, it's not a place for a spirit, Dani. There are people waiting for you on the other side of the ghost portal."

"How do you know?" Dani asked curiously. "Have you been on the other side?"

Danny shook his head. "No, I haven't. I know because… Well, I just know. It's one of those things I'm really sure of myself when I say it. You've just got to trust me a little."

Dani looked to the side, contemplating her decision. Absently, she continued to scratch Cujo's head while he panted happily, pink tongue lulling from his mouth. Looking back at him, Dani's eyes searched Danny's. "Are you sure you're sure?"

Danny smiled and laughed, nodding. "Yes, I'm sure." The man's eyes fell to the Saint Bernard's content face. His smile dimmed but his eyes were still happy. "If it'll help any, Cujo will follow you to make sure everything is ok. He's a good boy like that."

Behind him, Danny could hear Hissy-Fit trying to claw Firecracker and Lock as they played with her. They were good boys too.

Dani smiled immediately and looked at the dog's head in her lap. With her beaming smile, she got up and Cujo followed her up immediately, begging for more petting. Just to make sure, the girl asked "Cujo will follow me?"

Danny nodded. "Yup. Just call him and he'll come."

"This is so cool! I've always wanted a dog!" Dani said excitedly, turning towards the portal. "Come Cujo!"

The Saint Bernard followed behind, glancing back at Danny once. The man gestured for Cujo to follow, to which he did. Together, the laughing girl and the yapping dog disappeared within an instant. Firecracker and Lock immediately perked once their fellow canine was gone, ears perked and eyes alert. However, Cujo was gone through the portal.

"Wow…"

Danny looked over his shoulder and saw Sam and Tucker staring at the spot Dani and Cujo had disappeared through. They were completely slack-jawed.

"Cujo went through the portal finally?" Sam asked, still in absolute shock.

Danny smiled. "Yup. It only took, like, what? Three years? Now we've got to work on getting Lock and Firecracker through. Huh, maybe you guys should take them. After all, you two are ghosts."

Tucker frowned and rolled his eyes. "Stop trying to get rid of us."

"Stop telling the other ghosts I drink the blood of infants and we'll see." Danny stated as he picked up Skittles again. The white American curl climbed onto his shoulders when he walked towards Hissy-Fit. The cat hissed in warning but Danny still scooped her up, getting various scratches as he did. Holding the cat tightly to his chest so she couldn't tear him to pieces, Danny hurriedly rushed past his two ghost friends, saying "Come on. Let's get Hissy in her cage before she rips me to shreds."

Sam and Tucker rolled their eyes before following after their friend as he tried to hold his stupid cat tightly as she squirmed. Skittles watched with unblinking eyes from his shoulders with a flicking tail. As Danny got back to the main room where Superman, Batman, and a few other heroes were watching with bewilderment, Danny struggled further to keep Hissy-Fit in his arms. The Dark Knight was kind enough to open the cage as he neared so Danny could throw the cat in, making his friends snort in amusement. Danny suffered a few more scratches and bites while keeping Hissy in the cage while letting Skittles in after her. Then the young man practically slammed the cage door shut.

"I really hate that cat!" Danny yelled, gesturing wildly to where Hissy was hissing at him demonically. He glared and sucked on a new cut on his thumb.

Batman crossed his arms over his chest, not amused. "I couldn't tell."

Danny scowled before standing up, ignoring how Hissy-Fit was trying to claw his shoe while Skittles watched calmly beside the Oriental cat.

"Did you get the ghost out?" Superman asked.

Danny nodded. "Yup. The ghost was a girl named Danielle. She's over wherever ghosts go after going through the ghost portal and your place can be taken off as a ghost zone, not that you know what that means. Kids are so easy to cross over. Now, when do I get paid, as this how I make my living?"

Batman rolled his eyes and assured the medium it was already taken care of. Danny beamed happily before thanking the Dark Knight, grabbing the cat carrier, and saying his goodbyes. Waltzing out the door, he ignored the rest of the heroes' looks and blocked out his friends' teasing. Lock and Firecracker followed behind them obediently.

After loading the cats back into his truck, Danny happily hopped into the driver's seat. He was impatient to get back to his apartment in Amity and maybe see his sister and parents. Sam and Tucker shared his want to get home, tired of all the driving around, especially when they could just teleport whenever they wanted to.

In the back, Lock and Firecracker laid beside the cat's individual carriers while the cats themselves lounged in their shared crate. Tucker sat beside the cage, half-lounging on it as he talked with his friends in the front as they pulled out.

"It's weird without Cujo." Sam commented.

Danny shrugged. "It is a little but I'm happy he moved on with a girl that will take care of him in the next life."

"You would think that way." Tucker stated.

Danny smiled. "Always."

Things to know about this AU (another AU, really?): Danny is human. This is inspired from watching too much 'A Haunting' and 'Ghost Whisperer' episodes. Medium-ship is considered a common meta power in this universe. I've adapted a lot of DP terms to fit this. Yes, it is that easy to get a ghost into a ghost portal. *thumbs up*

Moving on, hope you all enjoyed! Tomorrow I shall be posting the last installment of this fic with the Teen Titans. Gotta love that. :)