Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ Glitches in Time ❯ Chapter 14 ( Chapter 14 )

Chapter 14

Vlad shifted under the sudden scrutiny. He uncomfortably cleared his throat and began, something telling him that if he did not he would soon have to deal with some very irate information seeking teenagers. Powerful though he was, not even he would willingly deal with a gang of teenagers set in mob mentality.

"It's a little of both actually. DNA testing proves that a halfa's former human DNA has been irrevocably altered but it is the basic molecular structure of the body that has been changed the most."

"Don't mutated chromosomes cause mental and physical defects in a person?" Tucker questioned.

"Customarily, but as they aren't human chromosomes but rather comprised of ectoplasm. In a way a halfa's ghost abilities are results of genetic adaptations, a form of evolution if you will." Plasmius agreed, "But it is also known that the ghost form of a halfa can be separated from his human form under certain circumstances, the ghost form will instantly return to its human form if nothing changes or damages it."

Danny was actually surprised that Vlad knew that. He himself had figured it out having experiencing the result when something did go wrong in the incident with his Evil Future Self.

After finishing his explanation Vlad looked uneasily at Samantha, who had been eyeing him speculatively ever since it had been revealed that he'd coined the term that described a human-ghost cross.

"Look Jedidiah," Samantha cooed to her son, violet eyes twinkling mischievously, "A man with a red cape, who is it?"

 "'Uperman, 'Uperman!" Jed shouted ecstatically as he clapped his hands together.

"That's right, Superman." Samantha exclaimed warmly, "who wants to play with Superman?"

"'Uperman, 'Uperman!" Jed exclaimed as his head bobbed up and down.

"Go get him!" Samantha said cheerfully, sending the toddler gleefully scuttling across the floor, making a beeline for Plasmius.

Vlad looked disdainfully down upon the toddler as the child reached him. Really, he did not see what the big deal was—it was only a three-year-old. Bending down he picked up the youngest ghost-human cross and loftily arched a black brow at the auburn haired child.

Jed gurgled as he clapped chubby hands together with glee, then suddenly his face fell and twisted into a scowl having realised that this man was not Superman. Letting out a wailing cry he fisted his hands around the wrist that held him and unleashed a blast of ectoplasm upon the unsuspecting man.

Two blinks later and a white haired, blue eyed man wearing a business suit and a red tie was standing before them with a shocked expression on his face holding a now happy toddler.

"What the heck!" Valerie shouted, recognising the man that had stayed with the Fenton's during Pariah's attack, his name was Vlad something, "How many halfa's are there?!"

"I only know of two," Danny answered reluctantly, personally pleased with Plasmius's surprised face, he rarely saw such an expression on his rival's face and savoured the moments whenever they occurred.

Vlad Masters carefully set down the toddler and watched the boy scurry away. Deeply shaken by what had just occurred. Never, not even when he'd first been cursed by the blundering idiot had his control over his forms been taken from him. No ghost had ever possessed him nor had any been able to force him to assume either form. And here, this three year old child who was not even a pure human-ghost cross had achieved what he considered the impossible—forcing him to do something not of his own free will.

"There isn't only two!" Danielle exclaimed, looking at the form of her father from the past. "There's six!"

"No there isn't," Samuel argued.

"Yes there is," the eldest Phantom protested ticking of names on her fingers, "there is Mr. Masters, Daddy, me and you, Lilith, and Jed. That makes six."

"Yes there is, after all we're only one third human-ghost crosses, not one half crossbreeds." Samuel retorted. "Besides, in their time there is only two of them. We aren't born 'til later."

"True," Danielle finally conceded the point, "you're right, there is only two half-breeds."

"I don't really see what's so bad," Tucker drew the crowd's attention to himself where he was crouched down and a gurgling Jed who he was playing with.

"You've always gotten along with him," Samantha said with bemused amusement as Jed rolled gleefully about on the floor trying to avoid the techno wiz's tickling fingers.

The twins and their friend nodded in agreement, similar expressions of bemusement on their faces.

"Some things never change," Clockwork said softly, drawing thoughtful looks from the future Fentons and Foley Junior.

"No... some things don't seem to," Samantha agreed as she walked forward and scooped Jed up from the floor. "Come on Jedidiah it's time to go."

Jed gave a wailing pout but didn't fight his mother's hands as she settled him back onto her hip. Exchanging her goodbyes and wishing the past crowd successful lives Samantha handed a Tupperware container to Clockwork just as she began to depart.

"Remember, these are for everyone. If I hear you eat this batch on your own like the last one what Jedidiah did to your tower will be the least of your worries," the future Mrs. Samantha Fenton warned the Old One as she stepped through the door she'd entered through.

The teens snickered at the blush that coloured the Master of Time's face, even those from the past. They were all familiar with that tone of Mother's Voice and the consequences that disobeying reaped.

"So what now?" Danielle asked Clockwork who had placed the Tupperware onto a floating table that had materialised in the air.

"I am waiting for someone special to show up, but as she'd a very busy Old One and I expect that it will be some time before she shows." A child Clockwork answered calmly, cracking open the container and selecting a chocolate chip cookie.

"'Kay," Danielle said without interest as she transported over the cookies and shoed the Master of Time away. "Lets see, we've got raisin and oatmeal, plain oatmeal, peanut butter and chocolate chip, who wants what?"

"I'll have peanut butter," Star said softly, almost flinching under the glares her three popular peers directed at her.

"Good choice Star," Danielle chirped as she picked up the sweets and flew to the cheerleader. Taking a raisin and oatmeal for herself at the same time.

"You have no taste," Samuel muttered as he appeared beside his elder twin and selected a chocolate chip.

"I have great taste, I just don't like chocolate," Danielle said huffily.

"Exactly," the eldest Fenton boy muttered, earning himself a glare as he transported a safe distance away from his now irate sibling.

Practically all of the past teens blinked in surprise at the girl Phantom's revelation. How could you not like chocolate?

"May I have a raisin and oatmeal?" Sam asked politely. Okay, that answered their questioned apparently ultra recyclo-vegetarians did not eat chocolate either.

Distributing the cookies among the reaming teenagers who all selected chocolate for themselves, Vlad was the only one who declined the offer of the sweets. With a shrug Danielle returned the cookies to the table but kept a careful eye on how many Clockwork snatched for himself.