71LMAO 2020 am I right?
Anyways, a lot has been happening recently, and I'd just like to say that I have art donation commissions for the BLM movement open on my main Tumblr and Instagram, and if any of you are interested just DM me on either. (Both are miakwat)
With that little bit of self promotion out of the way, let's get started on this chapter~
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"Are you ready?"
Danny nearly spat out the leftovers M'gann had given him at the sound of Black Canary's voice from behind him. Jeeze. He needed to learn how to pick up on when somebody knew entered the room.
The halfa slowly shifted around to face her from his place at the kitchen island. "For…?"
"Your wail," stated Canary, pointing to her throat as an emphasis. "I wanted to try helping you get a grip on it today. Or at least understand what you can do."
The halfa paled. "Oh. Great," he grumbled. "You know? Today isn't the best day-"
"Danny." The ghost flinched at Black Canary's stern tone. "Don't try to get out of this," she said, crossing her arms. "I know for a fact that the team has nothing planned for today, and if you start procrastinating we won't get anything done."
"I… Uh." Danny's mouth kept opening and closing, unsure of what to say. The halfa was pretty sure he looked like a distressed fish.
After a moment, Danny let out a defeated sigh. "Can we go into some secluded forest or something? I don't want to hurt anyone."
Black Canary notched an eyebrow before nodding. "There's a quarry in Owings we can go to without being bothered."
Danny groaned and got off the couch. He sent a quick 'help me' look at M'gann who merely waved goodbye to him.
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Danny fidgeted in his place, looking back and forth between the hero and the rocks around him. "I… Are you sure that this is the best day to do this?"
"Positive." Black Canary paused at the sight of Danny's distressed face. "There's something wrong."
"What?" asked Danny. "There's nothing-"
"Danny." Black Canary came over to the boy and placed a hand on his shoulder. "You can talk to me."
The halfa gave Black Canary a suspicious look. "No. I really can't."
Black Canary pursed her lips. "What if… What if I promise to keep it a secret?" Danny snorted. "What?"
"That sounds like something you would ask a little kid."
"I… Well. Batman and I were talking before the team officially formed, and he appointed me to also act as a counsellor if need be," explained Black Canary.
Danny thought for a moment. "So you have to run by the rule of confidentiality,"
"Unless what you tell me could lead to you hurting yourself or somebody else, yes." Dinah said with a nod.
Danny looked between her and the quarry once more. "Alright," he said, widening his stance. "Make sure to stay behind me," he warned, taking a deep breath in.
Black Canary's eyes narrowed with confusion. "Wait. I thought-"
Danny cut her off as he let out his ghostly wail. The halfa could feel his body begin to slide back from the strength of his wail. The ghost did his best to adjust himself as his throat began to burn and his core weakened.
He could feel rings form around his waist, and did his best to stop himself from going any further, but it was to no avail. Danny felt the tight fabric around his torso shift into a T-shirt, and after what felt like another eternity of screaming, it stopped. The halfa fell to his knees and lazily looked around for the blonde hero. A weak smile spread across his face as he made eye contact with her wide eyes.
"How was that?"
Black Canary shook her head and spoke, "To be honest, I didn't expect it to be like… Like that." The heroine looked around the,. Danny followed her gaze and flinched at how many cracked rocks were surrounding them, and in the distance, he could see one or two crooked trees.
Sam was going to kill him.
"I thought it would be more like mine," admitted the blonde. "More… High pitched."
Danny ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah. Probably should have brought that up… Sorry."
"Danny, it's fine," she said, resting a hand on his shoulder. "Now, care to explain the shirt?" The hero paused. "And why it's not glowing like the rest of you?"
A nervous laugh managed to escape the boy's lips. "Right. I, uh…" Danny looked away, unsure of how to phrase his situation.
"Is this why you were so nervous?"
Danny shook his head. "Not the shirt. It's… Uh." The ghost bit his lip and let the white rings appear and wash over him, leaving a raven haired teen in his place. His nervous smile widened as he took in Black Canary's shocked expression. "Surprise?"
"You're… You're not a ghost?" was all she could ask after a moment of silence.
"Yes and no," stated Danny. "I'm a half ghost."
"That's… That's not possible," said Black Canary. "How…?
Danny brought his hand back into his hair. "Well, you see. My parents built this portal…"
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This is mostly just a set up for later, but it's not that important.
I also wanted to get something out and I had already written some of this.
Anyways, watch me not update for like, 9000 months
