[Third Person's PoV]
Location: Wayne's Pharmaceutical
Date: February 24
time: 5: 50 pm
Danny was launched through the air like a ragdoll, his back slamming hard into the brick wall behind him with a sickening crack. The monstrous creature responsible growled lowly, stomping forward like a walking tank.
Towering over Danny at nearly three times his height, the beast was a grotesque colossus draped in glistening green scales. Muscles rippled beneath the reptilian hide, and jagged claws gleamed under the dim, flickering light. His eyes burned with primal rage—this was Killer Croc, and he wasn't holding back.
"Ahhh!!!" Danny cried out in pain as the impact crumbled the wall behind him. He smashed through it, crashing into a metal shelf lined with medical supplies. Bottles and vials exploded around him, splashing his body in a rainbow of unknown liquids. The pungent cocktail soaked into his clothes and hair as glass rained down.
Groaning, Danny pushed himself to his elbows, slick with medicinal goo. "Ugh… I don't think any of these are the meds I need," he muttered weakly.
Before Killer Croc could close the gap again, a series of sharp explosions and blinding flashes erupted from above, lighting up the ruined room. Croc snarled, stumbling back as the flares disoriented him.
"Hehehehaha!" came a chilling laugh from the shadows.
Robin dropped down from the ceiling like a striking hawk, his foot slamming into Killer Croc's jaw with a sickening crack. The reptilian brute staggered backward, only to bump into a dark figure cloaked in shadows.
Batman.
"Jones, we're trying to help you," Batman said grimly. With fluid precision, he delivered a sweeping kick to the back of Croc's knee, forcing the massive creature down just enough for Batman to jab a sedative injector directly into the thick muscle at the base of his neck.
Roaring in fury, Croc twisted and lashed out with a wide backhand. Batman flipped cleanly over the massive green arm, somersaulting through the air. Mid-spin, he hurled a pair of Batarangs that sliced through the air with a whistle. They embedded into Croc's scales, beeping rapidly before detonating in a controlled blast that tore at his hide and staggered him further.
"We need to hold him down," Batman growled, landing in a crouch. "The sedative's strong, but with Jones' mutated physiology, it'll take time to kick in."
Robin darted in, twirling his bo staff in a blur as he slipped between Croc's furious, clumsy swipes. Every strike Robin landed cracked against bone or muscle, but the monster refused to go down.
"Don't worry, I got this!" Danny called out, standing shakily to his feet. His eyes glowed an eerie green. "Stand back!"
Recognizing the warning, Batman and Robin immediately disengaged, firing their grappling hooks and zipping out of the line of fire.
Danny inhaled deeply, his chest swelling with ghostly energy. Then he opened his mouth—and unleashed a piercing, supernatural scream that echoed like a thousand voices layered atop each other.
The air shimmered as green soundwaves rippled out in a concussive blast, vibrating with raw ectoplasmic energy. The noise hit Killer Croc like a truck, lifting the beast clean off his feet and hurling him across the room. He slammed into the far wall hard enough to crack the concrete, forming an almost cartoonish imprint of his massive body.
Croc screeched in agony, clawing at his ears, overwhelmed by the ghostly wail. All around them, windows shattered, shelves collapsed, and light fixtures burst like fireworks. The very air trembled with Danny's power.
Shards of glass rained down from the ceiling like lethal confetti, sparkling as they caught the flickering emergency lights.
"Alright, Danny—that's enough!!" Batman barked over the shrieking sound, his voice cutting through the chaos like a whip.
At the command, Danny gasped and clutched his throat, forcing himself to stop. The last echo of his ghostly cry faded, leaving only the sound of falling debris and Killer Croc's heavy, wheezing breath as he finally slumped to the ground—unconscious.
As Danny held his throat, wisps of green ectoplasmic energy curled from the corners of his mouth, flickering like smoke in the cold air. He winced, groaning as the strain from his spectral scream caught up to him.
Batman walked silently across the debris-strewn room, his cape trailing behind him. He crouched beside the unconscious Killer Croc and placed two fingers against the side of his neck. His cowl lenses narrowed, shifting to a deep crimson as they scanned the reptilian man's vitals and body temperature.
After a tense moment, Batman stood, his figure towering in the flickering light. He turned slowly toward Danny, his jaw tight and his eyes narrowed beneath the cowl.
"You shouldn't have used that attack on him," Batman said, his voice low and hard. "He was already going down. The sedative was working."
Danny blinked, confused and still panting. "What? Why not? Why stall when I can take him down quickly?" His voice slightly hoarse.
Batman stepped forward, his presence looming. "Because you don't know what you're doing yet. That kind of power, untrained, uncontrolled, can kill. It nearly ruptured the walls, shattered every piece of glass in the room too. What happens if next time it hits someone you didn't mean to hurt?"
Danny grumbled, knowing Batman had a point. It was risky to use an untested move that could have spiraled out of control.
"Alright, I understand," he said reluctantly.
"Seriously, that's it?" Robin asked casually, leaning against his staff.
Danny looked at him in confusion.
"I don't know, I just figured you'd argue more," Robin shrugged. "Start a whole back-and-forth or something."
"Because I'm not unreasonable?" Danny said, still confused. "I can admit when I'm wrong." He shrugged.
"How boring," Robin sighed, resting his arms across his staff now laid over his shoulders.
Batman turned his attention back toward Killer Croc before glancing at the boys again.
"That's all for now. I need to make sure Jones is properly secured and gets the help he needs."
Danny and Robin both nodded in acknowledgment.
"Stay on standby. I'll call you again soon," Batman added.
With that, Danny and Robin started walking away from the rubble-strewn scene.
"What are you doing with your free time?" Robin asked.
"Going home. I've got something to take care of. You?"
"Training," Robin replied, then smirked and nudged Danny with an elbow. "That 'something' wouldn't happen to involve the ghost you keep in your basement~?"
Danny rolled his eyes. "Don't word it like that."
Robin laughed and spread his arms playfully.
"Alright, alright—but take me home first. It's faster that way."
"Whatever," Danny sighed before overshadowing Robin, taking possession of him.
Robin's eyes glowed green as he levitated off the ground, turned invisible, and phased through the wall—heading toward the Batcave.
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Location: Fenton Works
Date: February 17
Time: 6:34 PM
"Is it done?! Is it done?! Is it done?!" Ember shouted, bouncing up and down while gripping Danny's chair.
"Yeah, it's done," Danny said, spinning slightly in his chair. "I had to finish some of it at school, but it's ready. We can post it now."
"Yippee!!" Ember cheered, throwing her fist in the air. She shook his chair excitedly. "So what are you waiting for? Post it!!"
"Hold up," Danny said, holding a hand up. "We need someone else's help before we can upload it."
"Who?" Ember asked, tilting her head curiously.
"Just a friend. Hang on a sec…" Danny said, pulling out his phone. He put the call on speaker and held a finger to his lips as it rang.
After a few rings, a voice came through—panting and gasping for air.
"Danny?" Tucker finally answered, sounding winded.
"Tucker? Why do you sound like you just ran a marathon?" Danny asked, puzzled.
"Oh, you know…" Tucker replied mysteriously.
"Did you run from your room to the kitchen?" Danny teased.
"Har, har, har. You're just so hilarious, Danny," Tucker replied sarcastically.
"Well, one of us has to be," Danny shot back with a smirk.
Ember giggled quietly in the background.
"So what do you need?" Tucker asked, amusement still in his voice.
"Okay, listen—I've got a friend—"
"You have friends besides Sam and me?!" Tucker interrupted, sounding genuinely shocked.
"Now who's the comedian?" Danny scoffed, while Ember chuckled again.
"Anyway," he continued, "we need something uploaded and trending. Can you show me how to do it myself so I don't keep bothering you?"
"Sure. You just gotta play into the algorithm of whatever platform you're using. Here's what you need to do…" Tucker began explaining as Danny listened closely.
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