Chapter 1: A New World With New problems
It all went wrong on the way home from school. It was nearly summer and they were stuck walking all the way home in the blistering heat. Danny was on his phone leaning against Jazz acting as a personal AC unit for her since she was currently without her car. Which was mostly Danny's fault so he couldn't complain about it too much.
"Thanks again for trying to cover for me the other day. I really didn't think mom and dad would ground you for it though." There was a ghost attack in the middle of the night. Apparently Maddie had a burst of late night inspiration and on her way down to the basement she went to check on her two kids she found Danny's room empty. Thankfully Jazz managed to calm down her panicking mother with a few lies about his whereabouts but they didn't line up when Danny was back in his own room the next morning asleep. So now they were both grounded for the foreseeable future. Which meant Danny was going to be tasked with cleaning the lab again , he was definitely not looking forward to it. Last time he had to, one of the experimental ecto-guns went off and hit him right in the shoulder because his dad forgot to build a safety into it.
"Of course, not like I could let them find out about the whole ghost thing. A week or so without a car is nothing as long as it means you're safe. Or at least as safe as you can be. Plus I can use you as a way to cool off so walking isn't too bad. It's a good form of exercise."
Danny was pretty sure he got enough exercise already in the form of fighting a ghost every few days. But Jazz was the smart one of the two so who was he to argue. He was jerked to a stop, almost dropping his phone, as Jazz froze and put an arm in front of him. "What the hell Jazz?"
Jazz didn't even have time to point let alone explain before a small blob ghost collided into Danny setting off his ghost sense. It then decided his hair was a great place to sit, which honestly was pretty common for blob ghosts to do, something about the ambient ectoplasm he let off. He turned to tease his sister about freaking out over a harmless blob ghost of all things, or he would have if a woman wearing brightly colored spandex wasn't charging at the two. At any other time Danny might have commented on the bizarre getup or the fact that something about the woman didn't feel right, like she was out of place. But at the moment he was more focused on the fact she was running straight at him and her hand was glowing, and then a second later the fact she was grabbing him. All That information was pushed aside as the world started spinning around him and the air left his lungs. It felt like he was being sucked into the Fenton thermos, while it was in a washing machine, which in turn was chucked into a tornado. To say the least it was unpleasant.
Danny couldn't say how long the experience lasted, all he knew was that it was too long. Once the attack on his senses stopped he let out a groan. If he never did that again it would be too soon. Slowly he became aware of the world around him once more. Except there were a few problems. He was now laying on a bed of grass when before he was in the middle of the city. The heat of late spring was replaced by a cool breeze. Already he could feel the lack of ectoplasm in his surroundings, so he was definitely not in Amity anymore.
He opened his eyes and was met with a cloudy sky. He turned his head to the side and saw Jazz with her arm over her eyes. "You okay Jazz?"
"No." Jazz grunted. "I feel like I have a nasty hangover, or a concussion, or both."
"How do you even know what a hangover feels like?"
"If aunt Alicia ever asks if you want to celebrate her divorce with her and of her friends, say no. None of them seem to understand watering down drinks or drinking responsibly."
"Mom was okay with that?"
Jazz snorted. "I think she was just happy she didn't have to face that alone."
Danny finally managed to sit up, he didn't feel like puking so he considered that a plus. Now they just had to figure out where they were. Jazz got up off the ground soon after and pulled out her phone. She dialed a number, then she dialed again, and again, and again. "Danny, give me your phone."
"Uh okay?"
He handed it over. Jazz dialed more numbers on his phone, though by the look on her face she wasn't getting anywhere. She ran a hand through her hair. "There's no signal."
"Well I guess we try to figure out where we are then? We can try and find our way home from there." Looking around it seemed they were in the middle of a small nature park. Past the treeline Danny could see the top of buildings. Neither of the two had much of a better idea of what to do so they picked a direction and started walking.
They barely made it a few steps outside the park when they were met with the next shock of the day. The sidewalk was crowded, Danny and Jazz were struggling to even stay together. The person in front of Danny came to an abrupt stop causing him to collide into them. "Hey, watch it!"
"Me watch it? You're the one who-" Danny stopped mid sentence as the person(?) who was in front of him turned around. They had to be at least twice Danny's size, their hair was practically a blond mane, but what put Danny off the most was the fact that they had the face of a dog. Now if he was back in Amity that wouldn't be too weird, Wulf was a great friend to have around, but the person in front of him was not Wulf, nor were they a ghost. The lack of ectoplasm in the environment wouldn't allow any advanced ghost to remain in a stable form for more than a few seconds. The only reason Danny was fine was because he wasn't a full ghost and could survive off of things like a normal human.
Not-Wulf looked him up and down. "You okay kid?"
"Uh yeah I'm fine, sorry for bumping into you!" Danny turned and ran off to catch up with Jazz. As he worked his way through the crowd he noticed more strange things about the people around him. He finally found Jazz who was part of a group of people looking up at the sky. Danny followed their gazes up and saw someone flying through the air. Said person was wearing the second obnoxious spandex suit he saw that day. It was an awful mix of red, yellow, white, and blue. It reminded him of the crazy outfits some people wore to the firework show on the Fourth of July in Amity. Before he could critique the outfit more the flying man left his line of sight.
Jazz turned to him. "You saw that too right?"
"The ugly outfit? Yeah, wish I didn't but yeah. Only slightly better than Vlad's vampire getup."
Jazz lightly swatted the back of his head. "You know what I meant you brat."
Danny shrugged. "Yes I saw the flying man. But I also ran into someone with a dog head a few minutes ago, and I'm pretty sure the person who just walked past us had bright orange skin so…"
Jazz looked around trying to see if she could spot who he was talking about but the crowd around them had somehow seemed to get even larger. People were pointing up to the sky where the ugly outfit dude was just a few seconds ago talking about some 'tall night' or something. If he was being honest Danny wasn't too interested.
They decided to make their way past the crowd. They continued walking as they discussed their current situation. "So we are definitely not in our dimension anymore."
"Gee Danny what makes you say that? The fact people are flying through the sky and others with orange skin, or was it just a weird hunch you happened to have?"
"Hey I'm the one here with experience in other timelines and dimensions and stuff."
"Okay then," Jazz huffed, "if you have so much experience how do you usually get home?"
Danny was suddenly very interested in the ground. "Oh you know-" He mumbled something under his breath.
"Sorry, what was that? I couldn't quite hear you." Jazz hummed.
"I said either Clockwork sends me there and brings me back or I use the infi-map!"
"And you don't happen to have the map, or the pseudo-god of time in your backpack do you?"
"No." Danny grumbled as he kicked a rock. His eyes followed its journey as it skipped down an alleyway. Only for the rock to come to a stop after hitting someone's shoe. Danny probably would have apologized for hitting them with a rock, if it didn't look like the person was in the middle of an attempt of mugging.
Danny and Jazz stopped at the entrance of the alley and for a moment just stared at the mugger and victim as they stared back. Danny wasn't a stranger to stopping petty or even more severe human crimes when patrolling Amity for ghosts. Sure it didn't happen as often as fighting ghosts but it did happen. Protecting people from ghosts or from other people made no difference to him. All he knew was that he wouldn't leave someone who was in danger.
"I may be wrong but I'm pretty sure robbing people, or whatever you're trying to do is illegal." Danny said.
The mugger seemed to snap out of the shock of them walking in on him threatening someone. "Look, how 'bout you two scram and I'll pretend I never saw you. Otherwise you'll be in a world of hurt." He pointed his knife at them.
Danny could feel Jazz leave his side and take cover against the side of the building. There wasn't much she could really do to help in this situation. "You know I'd really like to, but sadly I do have morals and I'd feel pretty bad if I just left this poor dude to fend for himself."
Looking over at him the mugging victim looked to be in a pretty rough shape too. Not in the sense that he was beat up or anything he just looked like he spent a little too long living on the streets. His clothes were black and baggy, he had a long grey scarf that covered most of his face, what parts of his face that weren't covered by his scarf seemed to be hidden behind a curtain of messy black hair. He also seemed to be studying Danny, it felt like his eyes were staring straight into the boy's soul. Danny briefly wondered if the man even had any money on him to steal.
Looking away from the man with a knife was a bad idea. The next thing Danny was aware of was a knife lodged into his side. Which was definitely strange seeing as the mugger was still a few feet away from him. Stranger yet was that there were now several knives hovering around the mugger all pointing at Danny. Huh he must have telekinesis then. That wouldn't be much of a problem though. The mugger sent another knife his way but Danny just went intangible as it soared through him.
The mugger seemed only a little phased at this as he readied more knives. Danny at that moment remembered the fact that there was an open street behind him, and letting a bunch of knives just fly into the open probably wasn't a good thing. The knives started flying towards him and he threw up a shield. Before the knives could make contact with the shield they froze midair and clattered to the ground.
Danny looked around trying to figure out what just happened. Then he saw it, the homeless man's hair was floating and his eyes were glowing red as he stared the mugger down. He then, in Danny's opinion quite gracefully, kicked the mugger right in the head knocking him out cold. The scarf he was wearing reached out and wrapped the mugger up restraining him. The man then rushed over to Danny. "Listen it's all going to be okay. I've already sent a call out for an ambulance and it'll be here any moment."
Danny looked up in confusion at the, surprisingly badass, homeless man. "What for? Are you hurt?"
"Kid, you have a knife in you. You're probably running on adrenaline right now but that won't last long. Let's sit you down okay?"
Danny looked down, oh yeah he was stabbed he almost forgot about that. Not the first time it happened, it wasn't even ecto-based like Skulker's knives so no big deal. He reached down and grabbed the handle and braced himself with his other hand and pulled. He felt a burst from his core as it aided his body in the healing process.
"Woah kid careful don't touch it, what are you- holy shit!" The man pressed his hand up against where the knife had just been. "You're supposed to keep foreign objects in the wound until you get actual help."
Danny probably should have realized that straight up pulling a knife out of his gut would cause panic. Oh well. "Oh it's fine it won't even need stitches, look it's already healing." Danny pushed the man off of him and lifted his shirt up. He wasn't wrong either, the wound already stopped bleeding. It'd probably still leave a scar though, just one more added to the list he supposed. The man seemed to just stare at the wound.
Jazz peeked out from behind the building. "Danny everything okay?"
"Yeah, got stabbed though."
"Again?" Jazz asked.
The man turned to Jazz and after he seemed to assess that she wasn't a threat he turned back to Danny. "What does she mean again? You're what, twelve? How have you been stabbed multiple times?"
"I'm fourteen actually." Danny shrugged. "Plus it's better than getting shot. Hurts a lot more. I usually need stitches when that happens."
"You've been shot before?" The man ran his hands down his face.
"Well yeah but that usually only happens when our parents have a new invention they want to try out." Danny said. Jazz gave her brother a look that clearly said 'stop talking idiot'.
The man put eyedrops in his eyes and blinked a few times. "Alright I'm not unpacking all of that right now. I need to bring this villain to the police station, he's been the suspect of multiple muggings and assaults. I've been trailing him for a while. You both will come with me."
Jazz crossed her arms. "How do we know we can trust you? We don't even know your name."
The man almost looked impressed. "I suppose you don't know if you can. I'm pro hero Eraserhead, or you can call me Aizawa if it makes you feel better." Aizawa picked up the unconscious mugger like a sack of flour. "But I'm giving you an option you can come with me peacefully or I can call in some backup. Technically you used your quirk illegally in public and interfered with the work of a pro hero."
Danny looked over at Jazz who shrugged. "I don't think we really have a choice. Plus maybe they can help us find a way back home." With their minds made up and very little other options, they followed the hero to the police station.
Chapter 2: (Not) An Interrogation
At the police station they were brought to a side room and Danny was given a new shirt since his other one was covered in blood and had a hole where he was stabbed. They weren't in an interrogation room but it certainly felt like one to Danny. Jazz was sitting beside him with her arms crossed glaring at the officer in front of them who introduced himself as detective Tsukauchi. Aizawa was off to the side doing some sort of paperwork while he looked like he was about to fall asleep.
Tsukauchi handed each of the teens a pre-wrapped sandwich and a can of pop. Danny took the food instantly, he hadn't eaten since breakfast that morning due to a ghost attack during lunch and the fight lasted through the whole period. Jazz on the other hand was more hesitant taking the food.
"There's no need to worry miss, the food and drinks are just from the precinct vending machines." Tsukauchi assured her.
Jazz slowly started to pick at the sandwich just as Danny had completely finished his. "So am I in trouble? Aizawa said something about illegal quirk usage, and I don't really know what that means."
The detective sighed, "That's a good question, but a bit complicated. You did technically engage in an act of vigilantism but I can't seem to find either of you in our systems. Do you by chance know the reason for that? Fenton definitely isn't a Japanese surname, are you two American by chance or European? That would explain why you weren't aware of our quirk laws."
"Wait, we're in Japan?" Jazz asked.
"I still don't know what a quirk is." Danny said at the same time.
The detective gave them a strange look. "A quirk is just the name for the ability you're born with. You, according to Eraserhead, have either some sort of permeation quirk or some type of healing quirk, he seemed a bit confused over that." He looked at Jazz. " Are you saying you don't know what country you are in? Japan is an island, how would you not know where you are? Even more, how do you not know what a quirk is?"
Danny rubbed the back of his neck. "Oh it's a long story. I really doubt you'd believe us if we tried to tell you."
Tsukauchi smiled. "How about you let me decide that okay? As long as you tell the truth there is no reason I won't believe you."
Jazz sat up a bit straighter. "Shouldn't we have a lawyer or representative before we tell you anything?"
"This isn't an interrogation, we just want to understand your situation. Especially since, by the looks of it, this is going to turn into a child endangerment case for us and whoever and wherever your parents or guardian is." Tsukauchi reasoned.
"I'm not a child." Jazz protested.
"Oh really I apologize I never did catch your age. How old are you and your brother Miss Fenton?" He asked.
"I'm almost seventeen, Danny is fourteen."
Aizawa took the chance to finally speak up. "You do realize saying how old you almost are is hurting your case right? You are both children, end of story."
Jazz opened her mouth to say something but then closed it thinking better of it. Tsukauchi cleared his throat, "Back to the original question, where are you two from?"
Jazz didn't seem like she was up to cooperate so Danny spoke up. "Would you believe me if I told you we're from a different dimension?" Seeing the questioning looks on both adults he dove in explaining where it began and how they got to the point they were at now. "-and then Aizawa knocked him out with a really cool kick and then I think he arrested us. Did that count as an arrest?" He asked, looking at the hero.
Said hero looked over at Tsukauchi who gave him a nod confirming that everything said was true. Aizawa shrugged "Technically it was an escort for your own safety. That's not really important right now though. I'm going to go out on a hunch and assume the woman you ran into was from our dimension since you said not many people have quirks in your world. And while I've never heard of one involving dimension hopping, but I don't doubt it's feasible. We'll have to look into it more at a later time."Aizawa paused for a second. "That does raise another question. You said quirks are very rare in your world, but you have one. Do you know why? Are there just not many people born with them? Did they just start to appear recently?"
Danny looked confused. "Born with- what? No, as far as I'm aware powers have to be acquired somehow. Like I got mine from an accident in my parents lab, and there was this one crazy dude who could control ghosts, but I think that was more the scepter than him. I know of a ghost necklace that can make you turn into a dragon. Things like that."
Aizawa pinched the bridge of his nose. "Did you just say ghosts exist in your dimension?"
"Oh yeah, but really they're only a problem in our city and the surrounding areas. Most of the world still thinks they're not real or don't really have proof if they do believe in them."
"Of course, why wouldn't there be ghosts?" He muttered. "Back to the more pressing matters you said you got your quirk- err powers in a lab accident how did that happen?" Aizawa seemed fully awake now and the papers he was filling out were long forgotten.
Jazz stiffened. "You don't have to tell them if you don't feel comfortable doing so Danny."
Danny just gave her a weird look. "It's fine, not like mom and dad can get in trouble for it, we're in a whole different dimension. Plus not like it was their fault."
"That's not what I'm worried about." She said with a frown.
Danny didn't know what that was about but whatever, the two adults in the room seemed pretty invested in the story already anyway. "So my friends and I were being stupid teenagers in the basement of my house which is where my parents' lab is and where they keep all their ghost hunting stuff. My parents had just finished working on an invention they've spent most of their careers on but it wasn't working like at all. So they decided to leave it be for a few days and come back with fresh eyes. It was supposed to be a portal to the Ghost Zone, basically a parallel dimension where all the ghosts from our world live. My friend Sam really wanted a picture of it with me in it, we figured there was no danger since it was clearly not working. I was at least smart enough to put on my hazmat suit. That's probably one of the reasons I'm still here today honestly. After going in I tripped over an exposed wire and inside the portal there was an emergency off button my parents must have left on by accident. Well when I braced myself on the wall to prevent myself from falling I turned the switch off. All I remember after that was like a shitton of pain and green then I blacked out. Once I woke up Sam and Tucker were crying over me, probably thinking I died. I mean they weren't totally off with that thought. A little after strange things kept happening around me and I found out I had ghost powers. I later found out I became what the ghosts call a 'Halfa" or half ghost and half human."
The two adults sat in silence for about a minute before the detective spoke up. "So in basic terms you're half dead?"
Danny thought a bit before answering. "I mean according to Clockwork, he's kinda my ghost mentor and the master of time, I'm somehow both fully human and ghost at the same time. Like a liminal space or Schrodinger's cat but instead of a box it's my own mortality."
Aizawa looked at Tsukauchi again who nodded his head with a look of dismay on his face. "It's the truth."
"Fuck" Aizawa swore.
"But back to me only kinda being arrested. Am I going to have to pay a fine for the 'illegal quirk usage' thing? Because I only have like ten dollars and I don't know how much that is worth in Japan or in this dimension but I don't think It'd be enough." Danny said, opening his bag to grab the money inside. "Oh."
"You got powers due to a freak accident and are now stuck in another dimension and you're worried about a fine? No it's quite clear with the circumstances that you can't be faulted, just don't do it again." Tsukauchi waved him off.
"I mean at this point I just kinda accept all the weird stuff that happens in my life. But that's good," Danny said as he reached into his bag, "because I think this ghost ripped the money." He pulled out the blob ghost from before who was currently sleeping. "It must have been brought here with us and got so scared so it hid in my bag. Poor thing."
"That's what ghosts look like?" Aizawa asked.
Danny nodded. "Yeah, or at least the really weak ones. It's a blob ghost. A type of ghost that forms naturally in the Ghost Zone instead of when a person dies. They pretty much have similar intelligence to a cat or dog. They're attracted to large sources of ectoplasm when not in the Ghost Zone, sorta like moths to a light. So they end up scouring me out because of how much ectoplasm I naturally give off. Plenty enough for them to survive off of outside the ghost zone since they're so small. But I usually have to shoo them away though since my parents would try to shoot at them if they saw them around me. Which sucks because they're really cuddly and are really good at relieving stress." Danny cradled the ghost in his arms as he tried not to disturb it.
"That's the second time you've mentioned your parents shooting at things. The first time you mentioned they shot at you back in the alleyway. Would you elaborate on that?" Aizawa asked, almost fearing the answer at this point.
"Oh it's not that big of a deal. They're ghost hunters, so shooting at ghosts is kinda in the job description." Danny shrugged.
"Even though you're still part human, and their son?" Aizawa leaned forward.
Danny laughed. "Oh they don't know either of that when they're shooting at me so it's fine." He saw he was just getting blank stares so he explained. "I have a separate ghost form that is mainly referred to as Phantom. While I can use most of my powers in my human form, they become a lot more powerful in my ghost form. My ghost form looks different enough from me as a human that it's not easy to tell the similarities between the two at a glance. Plus no one thinks a ghost has a secret identity, ghosts are dead. Why would you think a random fourteen year old is secretly moonlighting as a dead ghost fighting other ghosts? "
"I suppose that makes sense. Why not tell them about your powers when you first got them though? Did they give any reason not to?"
"I mean I was going to I really was, I'll have to eventually. But when they started to talk about tearing Phantom apart molecule by molecule once they got their hands on him it kinda made me hesitate." Danny saw the horrified looks on their faces and quickly backpedaled "It's not as bad as it sounds! Like I said they don't know they're talking about me when they say that kind of stuff."
"Detective Tsukauchi, can we talk in the hallway for a moment?" Aizawa said not giving the detective much of an option as he stood up and walked out the door. Danny was pretty sure he saw his eyes flash red as he passed him on his way out. Tsukauchi gave the two teens a smile before walking after the hero.
"I think you told them too much." Jazz finally said after sitting in silence for a few minutes.
Danny just shrugged as he pet the sleeping blob ghost. "Maybe, but it's too late now. I mean they already know about my powers and superpowers are actually normal here. So there's no threat of dissection or inhumane testing to figure out how my powers work. Plus I just feel like I can trust them."
"Danny, name one adult you've actually been able to trust completely since you became a halfa."
"Tucker's parents are pretty trustworthy. Mrs. Foley taught me how to properly give myself stitches once, didn't even ask why I needed them. And I think Vlad is slowly coming around"
"They don't know about you being a halfa, and Vlad tried to kill you multiple times."
The conversation was interrupted from going much further by the adults who came back into the room.
Aizawa looked annoyed, but for the limited amount of time Danny had known him for that seemed to be his default state of being. That and exhaustion which Danny could relate to. He might not need as much sleep as a regular human anymore but between ghost attacks and catching up on homework he still didn't sleep as much as he probably should. According to Jazz he should still get at least four to five hours of sleep at night to be healthy but in all honesty he was lucky if he got three most nights.
As the two sat down Aizawa shot Tsukauchi a dirty look who in turn just responded with a smug one. "All right. For the time being you both will be staying with me. At least until we can get things with foster care sorted out or find you a way home. Whichever happens first." Aizawa explained.
"Foster care? We can take care of ourselves." Jazz objected.
Aizawa looked at her unimpressed. "You are currently stuck in a world you have little to no knowledge of, and no current way to get back to your own dimension. You have no way of making any type of money, unless you resort to more illegal methods in which case you'd be brought to juvenile detention and separated from each other once caught. I am, at the moment, the most suitable person to act as a temporary guardian since I am already aware of your situation. Or at least until we can place you with someone more suitable."
Jazz still looked unconvinced. "What do you even know about taking care of teenagers? Plus Danny isn't a normal teenager." She ignored the protest from her brother next to her. "He doesn't just have one power like everyone else here seems to, it's a large amalgamation of powers, half of them he forgets he even has."
"I know plenty about dealing with overpowered teenagers. I teach at the most prestigious hero schools in the county where I teach dozens of teenagers with dangerous and deadly quirks how to avoid dying or hurting civilians in the line of duty. I can manage the two of you just fine. Even if one is a handful."
Jazz didn't seem to be able to find an argument against that so she just crossed her arms and turned her head away. Tsukauchi turned to Aizawa. "Will you need a ride back to your house? I know you walked here."
Aizawa shook his head. "No, I texted Hizashi a few minutes ago. He's on his way now. I finished all the paperwork for the serial mugger, if you need anything else done you have my number. We'll need to pick up some of the essentials for them on the way home anyway. It's getting pretty late so we'll have to get all the rest tomorrow."
Tsukauchi seemed okay with that answer and left the room seemingly to do other police things, maybe review the paperwork. "So who's Hizashi?" Danny asked.
"Don't call him that, call him Yamada. He's my husband, and just to warn you he can be a bit loud."
Chapter 3: End of The First Day
Shouta could admit 'a little loud' was a bit of an understatement. He had to give props to Hizashi though, it was clear he was trying to distract and cheer up the kids. Shouta gave him the basics over the phone, he'd fill him in on all the details later at home. Preferably when the kids were out of the house or asleep. Hizashi tended to be more expressive with his emotions and he wasn't sure if he'd respond with anger or sadness when he heard what the two had gone through. He wouldn't put it past his husband to try and spoil the two to death after learning about their seemingly less than subpar parents.
"So who's your favorite hero?" Hizashi asked. It was a common question asked to lost or worried kids found on patrol or during a case. Probably not the best to ask in this situation, seeing as the only heroes they've met so far were the two of them.
"They don't know any heroes, remember?" Shouta reminded him.
"Oh right, no problemo." Hizashi looked into the rearview mirror. "So is all that green goo on your head part of your quirk?"
Danny seemed to have forgotten about the actual ghost sitting in his hair. He reached up to shift it down to his lap. "Uh sort of I guess. They follow me around because of the ectoplasm I put off."
"Ectoplasm you said? So you can make clones then? That's a pretty rad quirk. They must be native to where you live then? I haven't seen anything like them around here." Hizashi said.
Danny seemed to be put off a bit. "How did you-"
"Don't be ridiculous Hizashi," Shouta scoffed. "I told you he had a ghost quirk. What about ghosts made you think of cloning?"
Hizashi huffed and continued the drive in silence. They made a quick stop at the superstore to get essentials the two displaced kids would need for the night. They would get the rest tomorrow. Shouta finished his call with Recovery Girl in the car just as the other three came out of the store. Hizashi was laughing while Jazz and Danny seemed a little bit more at ease. Hizashi seemed to have composed himself by the time they got back into the car.
He promptly started laughing when he looked over at Shouta "What's this about you having to be saved from a mugging by a FOURTEEN year old? Did you get distracted by a cat again?"
Shouta probably would have been more insulted by that last part if it didn't happen so often. But apparently he looked like a prime mugging victim to criminals while he fed the stray cats on his patrol routes. Not like they actually got too far. He was a pro-hero after all, and a good one at that. It did make for more paperwork though. But he would not stand for the slander from the first part. "No. I was not getting mugged."
Danny snorted. "I don't know, the only way it could have been muggier was if you had some coffee with you when it happened."
Shouta could not handle puns after the day he had. "You're expelled."
Danny's face scrunched up in amusement. "I wasn't aware I was a student."
"Oh yes, my mistake. Welcome to UA's hero course." Shouta paused. "You're expelled."
He could tell Hizashi was struggling to not burst out laughing now that he was driving again. "Could I ask what exactly you were doing then? Because Danny's right, it did look a lot like a mugging." Jazz asked. It was probably the first time she'd spoke more than a two word sentence since the police station.
"It was a trap to lure the villain in. There had been a large string of assaults in the past month with all the victims describing the same person as the villain who attacked them. So I went into an area where he had multiple reports and waited in an alleyway. Even if he didn't attack me I would hear the attack happen and be able to apprehend him then." He honestly thought he would be waiting well into the night for even a chance of the villain showing up. The fact the police couldn't catch a man robbing people in broad daylight was honestly just disappointing.
"Oh that's why you're dressed like that then it was to lure the criminal out." Danny said as if it answered all the questions in the world.
Hizashi finally broke trying to keep in his laughter. Shouta could go for some coffee right about now, or a drink. "No, this is my hero costume."
"Oh uh nevermind then." Danny said and suddenly was very interested in the ghost in his lap.
Jazz looked over at the ghost. "Will it even survive long here? You said you didn't sense any ectoplasm around here right?"
Danny nodded. "Yeah they're just one blob ghost and a small one too, they could just siphon off the ectoplasm I give off naturally. I wouldn't even have to do anything."
"Well it looks like we have a pet until we can find a way back home then, yay." Jazz sighed.
"Hey I take care of Cujo just fine, I can handle the ghost equivalent of a cuddly goldfish in terms of care." Danny defended himself.
"You definitely have a weird view of 'just fine' then."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Jazz scoffed. "Didn't Cujo ruin your now ex -girlfriend's life causing her to become hellbent on killing you?"
"That was when I first met him and you know it. And Valerie stopped actually trying to hunt me when she found out Vald was just using her, she hardly even shoots at me just as a warning shot anymore either."
"That's so not what I meant and you know it."
'No! I don't know. And for someone who claims to be so mature you're acting pretty childish to me right now."
"Childish? We're stuck in another universe with no way home Danny! I'm trying to take this as well as I can and think rationally, but you don't even seem to care about the situation we're in!"
Shouta was pretty sure the argument had escalated too far at this point. He thought they might just talk it out but they were starting to yell and the car was a small space, he could feel the headache starting. He was going to turn and glare at them until they quiet down but Hizashi beat him by interrupting them.
"HEYYYYYY THere." Hizashi yelled out over the shouting putting just a bit of his quirk into it, which seemed to shock the two out of their argument. "So does the little guy have a name?"
Danny looked at the ghost who had hidden under his legs once the yelling started, then out the window. "How about Laika?"
"The space dog?" Jazz asked.
"Yeah, I'm actually surprised you remembered. But they're stuck here just like we are and doesn't even know why they're in a place with so little ectoplasm." Danny coaxed the blob ghost out from underneath him and into his hands. "But this Laika will return home safe. I'll make sure of it."
"Of course I remember about the dog, you cried for a week after hearing her story." Jazz rolled her eyes. "But- it is a sweet sentiment, the name fits." The tension between the two was still there but it seemed to be just a simmer instead of the roaring heat it was before.
"Yeah I agree the name is nice, does that mean Laika's a girl then?" Hizashi asked as he pulled into their apartment's parking lot.
Danny shook his head, then seemed to realize Hizashi wasn't looking at him while he was parking the car.. "No blob ghosts are agender, they sorta just form from high concentrations of ectoplasm in the ghost zone. So they don't have the need for-" He cut himself off with a gasp halfway out of the car, a distressed look on his face.
"What? What's wrong?" Shouta quickly scanned their surroundings, they lived in a pretty low crime area but who knew nowadays with how many villains were running about. He didn't see anything but he kept his capture scarf ready just in case.
"Tomorrow's Saturday!" Danny exclaimed like it was obvious.
"Yes it is. Did you hit your head after the villain stabbed you? Shouta asked, the boy healed pretty quickly after getting stabbed but head injuries tended to be fickle, maybe he should have made him get checked up in the hospital after all.
Danny ignored Hizashi circling him and freaking out over the fact he was stabbed earlier that day. "What, no. I was supposed to have my T shot tomorrow! I could manage without using needles if I had too but I don't even have my prescription!"
Hizashi paused his panicking, "You're trans?"
A guarded look appeared on Danny's face. "Yes, is that a problem? Because if you're gay but transphobic I have a whole PowerPoint presentation on my phone as to why that's bullshit and why you need to reevaluate your life."
"Shou are you hearing this? Me transphobic? I'd rather die." Hizashi posed dramatically with the back of his hand to his head.
Shouta was positive \ he learned the pose from Nemuri. "Don't be dramatic, he's clearly just nervous. No one likes rejection."
Hizashi straightened up. "Ah yeah, sorry about that little listener." He apologized after seeing the unsure look on Danny's face. "No hate from us, trust me I'd be pretty hypocritical if I did."
"Wait are you-?" Danny asked.
"You bet. I also have a spot on my radio show once a month to showcase trans artists." Hizashi preened, he was particularly proud of that segment.
Danny's excitement quickly left again. "That doesn't change the fact I'll miss who knows how many doses while stuck here."
Shouta shook his head. "Don't worry about that. I'm taking you to Recovery Girl tomorrow to get you both checked up. Who knows what side effects dimensional travel comes with, you also need physicals to get temporary citizenship here."
Jazz twisted her hands. "Do you think we'll be here long enough to even need that?"
Shouta shrugged. "Ideally, no you wouldn't be. But we currently have no leads on who sent you here and only speculation on what their quirk might be so it's better to be prepared."
Jazz seemed to take the answer well. Shouta led the group up to the apartment. He stopped at the door and faced the two teens with a steeled expression. "Now I need to warn you about The Queen of Arson before we enter. She will attack you if you don't take your shoes off fast enough. Okay I'm opening the door now be ready." He ignored the protests from the two teens as he walked through the door and changed his shoes out. Danny and Jazz stumbled through the door Jazz quickly started untying her shoes and Danny… stepped through his shoes, he could admit it was efficient at least. Hizashi was the last in the door.
Shouta heard the telltale bell indicating The Queen of Arson's approach. It seemed like Jazz was too slow to her liking as she pounced at her feet. Jazz yelped and almost fell causing Danny to laugh.
"It's a cat?!" Jazz asked as she attempted to ward the cat off in vain.
Shouta picked the one eared calico up off of Jazz, "What did you think she was?"
"I don't know what kind of name is Queen of Arson?" She asked
" The Queen of Arson, don't forget the 'the' it's important." He said. "She's a rescue from the cat café I go to a lot after patrols. When we first brought her home she swatted a piece of paper into a lit candle and it hit one of our friends, Tensei, and it set his shirt on fire. So she was given her name, we call her Arson for short though."
"Oh okay." Jazz nodded, eyeing the cat uncertainly.
"So the kitchen is to the right, if you get hungry go ahead and grab something from there. The hall past the living room is the rooms and bathroom. Ours is the one at the end of the hall. We have a guest room and a blow up mattress that we can put in the office, you can choose who gets what, it doesn't matter to me. I'm going to bed. Hizashi will help you out with the blow up mattress, wake me up if someone's dying or there's a fire. The last thing he heard before falling asleep was Jazz and Danny discussing who'll sleep where.
Chapter 4: Checkups and Quirks
Danny phased his head through the wall into the room Jazz was staying in. "Hey Jazz are you awake yet?" It was pretty early in the morning. But Danny wasn't too used to being able to sleep more than a few hours between ghost attacks and just generally patrolling the city for any threats. He was laying on the blow up mattress for two hours before he decided to try and talk to his sister.
He saw her form shift underneath the covers of the bed. "Yes, did you get four hours at least?"
"Yeah five actually, it feels like I overslept to be honest." Danny shrugged and phased the rest of the way through the wall.
"Makes sense." Jazz reached to turn the lamp on. "What did you need?"
Danny suddenly felt unsure, "Can we talk about what happened in the car? Because I am worried about being here, I just don't really see a reason to be constantly fretting about it. I mean it's not like freaking out will get us home any faster you know?"
"When did you start making good arguments instead of just throwing around childish insults?" Jazz teased.
Danny shrugged. "It happens sometimes, don't expect it too often. But seriously I am worried. It's not like there's anyone to protect Amity if a powerful ghost attacks. Mom, dad, and Valerie are good but they're still just human."
Jazz nodded. "We'll just have to have trust in them. Nevermind the fact that you should not be Amity's only protector. Like you said, no use freaking out over things you can't control right?"
"I suppose." Honestly Danny should just be glad she wasn't trying to psychoanalyze him. It was probably too early for her, and she hadn't had any coffee yet. "Do you think mom and dad are worried that we're missing? They've probably noticed at this point."
"I'm sure they are. No doubt they think a ghost did it though, or maybe the Guys in White."
"Great just what I need, more fuel for them to hate me and every other ghost with." Danny groaned.
"They don't hate you Danny."
"No, just Phantom." Danny huffed.
"I am sorry for what I said back in the car. I shouldn't have said any of that."
"It's okay, like you said we both were stressed."
Jazz stood up. "No it's not okay Danny, I was stressed sure but that doesn't excuse me for being rude and lashing out at you. You do understand that right?"
"Yeah sure." Danny said, still unconvinced.
They sat in silence until the smell of food reached them. Danny decided to investigate the source of the smell, he was starting to get hungry anyway. He turned invisible and stuck his head through the wall facing the living room.
The apartment was pretty open concept, he could see through the living room into the kitchen. Both adults were awake already. Yamada was in the kitchen with his back turned to Danny. Aizawa was in the living room sitting on the couch looking through papers with what seemed to be the news on in the background. They both seemed pretty preoccupied so Danny figured it would be safe enough to just phase the rest of the way through the wall and turn visible again. He made his way towards the kitchen to see what Yamada was cooking. "What you making?" He asked leaning past him to look at the stove.
Yamada jumped and whipped towards him, his eyes wide, the tongs in his hand passed through Danny since he easily phased past them. Yamada seemed to calm down once he saw it was just Danny then looked down at the tongs that he accidentally hit him with. "Wait how did-? Oh right the whole ghost thing. Are you okay? I didn't hurt you did I? Does doing that hurt?" He asked. He started circling around Danny to make sure there was nothing wrong.
Danny shifted uncomfortably, he wasn't used to someone fretting over him for something as small as almost hitting him with a kitchen utensil. "Yeah I'm fine. No I'm not hurt, and no it doesn't hurt. Really it's no big deal."
Yamada shook his head. "Maybe so, but I'm still sorry. You certainly gave me a scare. I'm surprised neither of us noticed you leave your room though."
"Probably because I just phased through the wall. I smelled food and was curious at what you were making."
"Pancakes and bacon! Did you want to help?" He asked.
Danny cast an uncertain look at the stove. "I'm not sure how much help I'd be. I don't really know how to cook." His mom was the one who usually made meals. His dad wasn't allowed to cook in the kitchen alone after he set the kitchen on fire and contaminated the food with a lethal amount of concentrated ectoplasm at the same time. His mom preferred cooking alone anyway. She'd always say she got her best ideas when she had a knife in hand. A sentiment that had really only become unnerving in the past year.
"That's okay, I didn't know how to cook at your age either." He laughed. "Never the wrong time to learn though. Only if you want of course."
"I'll help." It was either this or sitting in the living room with Aizawa, and Danny could feel the man's eyes on him even if every time he glanced over he was still looking at the papers in front of him. "I should probably do something that doesn't involve fire though. I'd probably burn the food."
"No problem, you can help cut the strawberries. They're washed already, they just need the tops cut off and to be halved." He showed Danny where the cutting board was and which knife was the right one to use. "Just be careful not to cut yourself."
Danny was able to do that much at least. He started cutting the fruit in front of him while Yamada finished cooking the bacon. He could hear Jazz leave her room and a quick look over showed she was sitting in the chair next to the couch. Once he was done with the strawberries he brought the bowl of them over to Yamada who instructed him to set them on the table.
Soon enough the food was done and everyone sat down to eat, and if the strawberries were cut unevenly no one said anything about it. "Make sure you have a list of anything that might be pertinent to tell Recovery Girl. Medications, medical history, any current injuries, things like that. Make sure to be respectful. She's talking time out of her busy day to help us." Aizawa told the two.
Danny started thinking up anything he'd have to tell her as he put his dishes in the sink. Did broken bones count as a medical history if they healed in a few days at most? Probably not. If it did they'd be in the office all day. He'd probably have to explain the portal accident again, he wasn't sure how much this Recovery girl would be able to help with the physiology of his ghost form though. Maybe she'd just examine his human form.
He gave Laika a quick pet before they all headed out of the apartment and down the stairs to the car. He watched all the people walking on the sidewalk as they drove by.
It was weird to see so many people look so different grouped together. He was used to seeing such a big difference in appearance when it came to ghosts but not for humans. Just because a ghost looked threatening didn't mean they were, Frostbite was a good example of that. The opposite was also true: Skulker's actual form outside of the armor was tiny but he still was a threat. Danny knew it was probably no different here as well. Any one of the people they passed could be a potential threat and he wouldn't be able to tell. At least with ghosts he could tell when one was around, friendly or not.
"Stop trying to case everyone on the street, it will drive you mad." Aizawa said from the front passenger seat.
"I'm just trying to keep an eye out for threats." Danny huffed.
"I was talking to both of you, your sister is doing it too." Aizawa pointed out. "Also you're in a car with two pro-heroes, even if there was a threat there would be no reason for you to get involved."
Danny shrugged. "Can't stop something I'm used to having to do. Being the only protector of a whole city tends to come with having to be aware of the threats around you."
The car swerved as Yamada turned to look back at Danny. "The only protector!?"
"Watch the road!" Aizawa snapped as he tried to steady himself. "We can come back to that statement later. In the car is probably not the best time."
Danny wasn't quite sure why they seemed so concerned over the fact. He was the best equipped to fight ghosts after all. Like he told Jazz earlier that morning, humans can only do so much against a ghost. Plus he liked to think he managed pretty well so far. Especially since he juggles all of his other normal life stuff on top of it, though he could admit his school performance suffered from it. Soon enough they pulled into the parking lot Danny could only assume was of the school Aizawa and Yamada worked at.
Inside the building there were swarms of students in the hall making their way to their classes. Danny leaned over to Aizawa. "Why are there other kids here it's Saturday?"
"Due to it's intense curriculum UA has a six day school week." Aizawa informed him.
"Doesn't that mean you two should be teaching right now?" Jazz asked.
Aizawa shook his head. "We were able to get the next few days off to help you two settle in."
Yamada laughed. "Plus he expelled his entire homeroom class this year, so he doesn't have as much work to do."
Jazz's face blanched in shock. "You can do that? Why would you do that?"
"I'm a heroics teacher. If my students do not show the potential to make it as a hero they shouldn't be heroes. Better they learn that now than out in the field with not only their life but the life of civilians and other heroes at stake." Aizawa said.
"It still seems harsh for a fourteen year old." Jazz refuted.
"Maybe so." Aizawa shrugged. "They still have the opportunity to make it back into the hero course if they work hard at it, they would get a different teacher than me though. But most of them just give up and stay in general studies or transfer to a different school."
Danny could see where he was coming from. He'd been in enough situations where making a mistake or not acting quick enough would've cost lives. He wasn't sure what he'd do if that ever did happen. Hopefully it never did.
When they arrived at what Danny assumed was Recovery Girl's office they were ushered in by an old lady who was using a giant syringe as a cane. "You two must be the ones Eraserhead was telling me about. I'm Recovery Girl, come on in." She handed each of them a stack of paper to fill out.
Danny glanced through the stack. Some of the questions were pretty simple, others on the other hand- "What should I put down for my quirk? Should I just put none down where it asks for my parent's quirks?"
"Just put down what best describes your powers in as little words as possible, she'll probably have you do a quirk assessment after your check up so we can get it registered." Aizawa told him. "If neither of your parent's have a quirk like you said, put down quirkless."
Seemed simple enough, the fewest words possible though would be hard. His list of powers was long and he seemed to find new ones all the time. He supposed for now he could just write 'ghost' down. Otherwise he'd need a lot more room to write. Jazz finished her paperwork first so she was taken into the exam room first while Danny finished his up. "What's a quirk assessment?"
"It's usually done at schools around the age when children first get their quirks. It helps get a baseline of the quirks power and to see if any student needs to see a quirk counselor." Aizawa answered.
Oh they were going to be here all day if he had to go through a list of every one of his abilities. Maybe he should just stick to the ones that could cause the most damage? But used correctly most of his powers could cause serious damage. He also really doubted that he'd be able to show all of his powers off in the office without knocking a wall down.
Eventually Jazz came out of the exam room and motioned for Danny to go in while she sat down next to Yamada. Danny entered the exam room and shut the door behind him. Recovery Girl took the papers from him and gestured for him to sit on the exam bed. She gave a small hum as she flipped through the paperwork. "It seems you put down what your quirk was but not what type it is. Did you need an explanation of what they are?"
Danny shook his head, Aizawa explained it to him while he was filling the forums out. "No, I just wasn't sure which one my powers would fall under since it sort of fits all of them. I have a ghost form I can transform into but I don't have to transform to use my powers, I can make ecto-blasts and control ice for the emitter type, but half my DNA is that of a ghost and I can't really stop it being half so that sorta fits the mutant type. So I just left it blank, figured It'd be easier to just ask your opinion."
Recovery Girl nodded her head. "Very well. I will want to do an examination on your ghost form as well then. We can figure out how to classify your quirk after we do an assessment. From the sounds of it we'll have to go out to the training grounds." She started her examination, checking his vitals, reflexes and even took some x-rays. She then asked him to transform into his ghost form. Danny had to give her credit that she really only stopped to stare for a few seconds before getting to work. She'd ask a few clarifying questions as she went along. "What is your power source for this form? You don't seem to have any organs like you do as a human."
That was a tough question to answer. He knew the answer of course it was his core. But even the existence of ghost cores was a closely kept secret. Even his parents didn't know they existed. It was basically a ghost's soul, ghosts could take a lot of damage but as long as a part of their core remained they could heal from most things. The thought of telling someone he just met about them, even if she was trying to help, made Danny uneasy. Especially if it was going to be documented on paper.
Recovery girl seemed to sense his mood shift. "You don't have to answer dearie, it's simply out of curiosity I ask. We're pretty much all done with the physical so why don't you change back. No need to give Eraserhead and Present Mic a heart attack."
Danny didn't think his ghost form was that unsettling. She probably just meant they wouldn't expect him to come out looking so different. Danny did as he was told and walked back to where everyone else was waiting.
"How did it go?" Jazz asked.
"Fine." Danny shrugged. "She wants to do a catalog of all my powers though."
Jazz winced. "We're going to be here for a bit then."
"Only if they ask questions." Danny nodded before they started making their way to the training grounds.
Danny couldn't help but marvel at how large the school was. Even the grounds around the school seemed to be purposed towards training. It made sense, Aizawa did say it was a school to train the future hero's of this world after all. The students that passed all wanted to help the world and save the innocent. Part of him wanted to stop a few of them and just talk. Ask what made them want to be heroes. But there wasn't time for that, they were almost at their destination.
They arrived at what seemed to be a mock city. All the buildings were made of concrete and were lacking in things like actual windows or doors, just holes in the shape of them. He briefly wondered how long it took to build, not too long he hoped. He had a feeling he'd probably damage a few of the buildings during this.
"All the buildings are made by Cementoss, one of the teachers here, everything is easy to fix here so don't feel like you have to hold back if you don't want to." Aizawa said, it was like he could read minds. It was sort of creepy if you asked Danny.
"So how exactly does this go, where should I start power wise? I've never really had to just show off my powers." He asked.
"Just go in order from least to most dangerous." Aizawa answered. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Jazz shake her head and went to go sit by a building.
Danny rubbed the side of his neck. "Well that doesn't help much to be honest. Do you mean dangerous by deadliness or amount of property damage?"
Aizawa's brows rose. "What's the difference?"
"Intangibility for example." Danny took a few steps towards Aizawa and raised his hand in front of him and wiggled his fingers. "Wouldn't be great for physical destruction and is mainly used for easier travel or getting into blocked places but-" Danny thrusted his intangible hand into the man's chest. "I could easily rip out your heart if it wanted to as well."
Aizawa went stiff, even his breath seemed to stop. His eyes went from Danny to the hand through him then back up to Danny. They were red now and his hair started to float.
Danny quickly retracted his hand, Aizawa was freaking him out. He still wasn't sure what the man's power was and didn't want to find out by it being used on him. He remembered the red eyes and floating hair from back in the alleyway when they first met, so it must be part of his quirk.
"So does that answer your question?" He really hoped it did. The way Aizawa was staring at him was unsettling.
"My quirk doesn't work on you."
"What?"
"My quirk, it erases other peoples quirk. It doesn't work on you." The frown on his face somehow deepened even more.
So that's what it was, it seemed like a pretty cool power in Danny's opinion. "Is that a bad thing?"
"...No it's fine, let's continue." Aizawa said. "Just go in whatever order you want, you know your quirk the most."
Seemed fair enough. "Alright I'm gonna transform first though, there's a few things that take up less energy in my ghost form and I'd rather not pass out from exhaustion before we can finish." Exhausting his core wouldn't hurt him but he'd probably need a long nap after.
Aizawa just shrugged and gestured for him to continue, he still didn't seem to want to take his eyes off of Danny though. Danny couldn't imagine why though, from the looks of it Aizawa was professionally trained to fight he'd probably be able to take Danny down easily. He also doubted Yamada would just stand by and just watch his husband fight, and Danny didn't even know what his power was.
Ending that train of thought Danny transformed for the second time that day. Aizawa was still looking at him but he looked paler now. "You okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." Danny chuckled, Aizawa did not. "Right, showing you my powers now."
He started off with flight, he thought that would be simple with no questions asked. Apparently not.
"Do you know how fast you can fly?" Recovery Girl asked.
"115 miles per hour last time I recorded but it's been a while since then."
"Would a strong wind slow you down?"
"Only if I wasn't intangible."
"Okay please continue."
Invisibility was next. With more questions.
"Can you still see and breathe while intangible or invisible?"
"Yeah, why wouldn't I?"
"There's a second year with a permeation quirk who loses his senses when he uses it." Aizawa answered this time. At least he wasn't staring Danny down anymore.
He showed off his ecto-blasts. (Are they hot or cold? Hot. Can they hurt people? Yes.) His shield (How much force can they take? Depends.) Telekinesis (What's the weight limit? Don't know.) His strength. (How strong are you? Lifted a bus pretty easily once) How he could manipulate his ghost form. (Can you do that in your regular form? Yes, but it hurts).
It was nice being able to freely use his powers with other people around when he didn't have to fight ghosts, but he was getting tired of all the questions. He didn't think using his powers could get boring but here they were. He could probably make this next part fun. All the rest of his powers were the property damage ones. He didn't get much of a chance to play with his ice powers in a large sense outside of the Far Frozen.
He looked over at the building next to him sizing it up. He probably could freeze it over, it was only four stories tall. Only one way to find out. He placed his hand against the concrete building and focused in on his core. Finding the concentrated icy energy and letting it flow out of him. Stepping back the building was more of a giant ice cube now than anything else. So were the two buildings on each side of it. Oops.
He looked back at the others. "Sorry! I was only trying to freeze over the smaller building."
"I told you before, it's fine." Aizawa waved him off. "Any questions Recovery Girl?"
She shook her head. "No, but I do suggest working on finer control over that power. Do you have any other powers?"
Danny gave a small pout. He had perfectly fine control over his ice powers, at least when it came to using them on a smaller scale. "Just one left."
He thought back to early that morning before they left and Aizawa pulled him aside.
"Remember, you don't have to give everything away if you do not want to. It's always good to keep a few things close to your chest."
Danny wasn't sure exactly why he needed him to know that but he was glad he told him that. Some of his powers were more helpful when he had surprise on his side, like duplication. Though he could really only hold one duplicate stable for more than an hour. Other powers like overshadowing would probably just be too much for them to learn about. He knew from experience that someone talking over your body was not pleasant to watch.
"I call it my ghostly wail. Basically a really loud scream, it's good against lots of powerful enemies but it takes a lot of power." Danny explained.
"No way!" A voice came from the side yelled out. It was Yamada, who previously was sitting next to Jazz but now was excitedly making his way towards Danny. Danny floated a half step away from the rapidly approaching man not sure what had him so excited all of a sudden.
"Woah you look a lot more ghostly up close." Yamada said, leaning in examining Danny's face. "Anyway! Your ghostly wail sounds a lot like my quirk." He smiled.
"Wait really?" Danny asked.
Yamada nodded. "You wanna see?"
Danny nodded his head crossing his legs in the air. Yamada stood in front of the iced over building and double checked to make sure everyone was behind him. He took a deep breath and let out a loud, "YEAAAAAH!!! " The ice on the buildings shattered, falling to the ground and a few cracks appeared in the concrete.
Danny wasn't even in the line of the blast and his ears hurt. He was pretty sure if he wanted Yamada could easily bust people's eardrums. He was right though his power was similar to Danny's own ghostly wail but it wasn't the same. "Woah, that was loud, and cool."
Yamada seemed to preen at the praise. "Your turn little listener!"
Danny readied himself, his wail always took a lot out of him. But now he really wanted to show it off. He stood where Yamada was just standing in front of the now ice free building and screamed .
The weakened building in front of him crumbled, as did the building behind, and the building behind that one and so on until the wall of the training area could be seen and even that now had a large crack marring its surface. Danny stumbled back and felt himself detransform. He might have gone a little overboard there, whoops.
Looking back at everyone else they had the same face Sam and Tucker usually did when he had to use the wail. A look close to horror. Definitely went overboard then. "Sorry I got a little excited. I'll clean the rubble up, I didn't mean to do so much damage."
They weren't looking at the damage behind him though they were looking at him. "What was that?" Aizawa asked.
Danny rubbed the side of his neck. "My ghostly wail? I just explained it to you?"
Yamada shook his head and let out a ragged sounding breath. "Not that bud. It's just the scream was pretty intense."
Danny tilted his head. "What do you mean?"
"It's just-" He seemed to struggle finding the words. "It's just that we only hear screams like- screams like that when it's indicating we didn't get to a scene fast enough."
"Oh." Danny hunched in himself. "Sorry."
"It's not your fault we are the ones who asked you to show us." Aizawa spoke. "Recovery Girl, did you get everything you need?"
"Yes I did, thank you. I'll make sure to call in your prescription today Danny, you'll be able to come get it Monday. You should be able to pick up the papers you need for temporary citizenship in about a week." She said.
"If we're still here in a week." Danny pointed out
"Of course; in a week, if you haven't found a way back home by then." She smiled. "Now I must get back to my office, some of us have work to do." She laughed before heading back towards the school.
"We should probably get something to eat, it's past lunchtime now." Yamada said.
Aizawa nodded. "Sure, I have to grab something from my desk first. Take Danny to the car, he looks tired. Jazz, do you mind coming with me?"
Jazz looked the man up and down. "No, I don't mind." She turned to her brother. "Take a small nap, and make sure to tell Yamada if you need anything."
Danny rolled his eyes. "You won't be gone for longer than ten minutes just go. The longer you dawdle the longer it is until we can eat."
They all split off from each other heading in different directions. Once Jazz and Aizawa entered the building she turned to him while they walked. "What did you want to talk about then?"
Aizawa glanced over to her and raised a brow. "What makes you think I wanted to talk about anything?"
Jazz frowned. "I'm not stupid. Earlier you said you don't have any students so it's not anything you have to grade, and if it really is just something you forgot you would have grabbed it when we were already in the building earlier today. So therefore you want to talk to me. And since you asked Yamada to take Danny to the car it's probably about him. So, what did you want to ask?"
Aizawa let out a huff. "Never said you were stupid, you're quite smart it seems." He glanced around and ducked into an empty classroom. Jazz followed hesitantly. "Don't want people or rodents listening in."
"Rodents?"
"Possibly a bear, not important right now." Aizawa said. "But you're right I do have a question that I didn't want your brother to hear." He bent down to look Jazz in the eyes. "Do you think you could fight Danny if he was trying to hurt you?"
Jazz shook her head. "Danny would never try to hurt me on purpose. I don't think he's capable, physically at least. He definitely works on my patience though with some of the things he says or does."
"Okay but if something happened and he did try, would you be able to?"
"You want the truth?" She asked, and Aizawa nodded. "Not a chance. Even if I had ecto-weapons it would only prolong the inevitable. I'm only telling you this because I can tell you have our best interests at heart. And so you realize both what you're getting into and why we need to find our way home sooner than later. Danny hasn't had his powers for a long time in the scheme of things but is already just as strong if not stronger than ghosts that some would consider almost godlike." She paused. "But like I said, Danny wouldn't hurt me. Or anyone without a good reason. He gets bullied daily even though he could easily stop it if he actually fought back. But he wont. He's a good kid who put's the safety of others before himself."
Aizawa nodded. "That's what I figured. I'll need to make sure Recovery Girl downplays his powers on the forums. I'm sure she already knows but it doesn't hurt to verify."
"What why?"
"Because a lot of people have access to the quirk registry, and a lot of people would be interested in someone with even a few of Danny's abilities."
"Oh."
"Oh indeed. Now let's get back to the car. I'm hungry and I'm sure everyone else is too." Aizawa said walking out of the classroom.