WARNING: Self Harm
Important Info
Ages
Danny Phantom: 14
Damian: 16
Tim: 19
Jason: 23
Dick: 28
Yes I aged up Damian, I want Danny to be the baby, fight me
Phantom sat down on the white floor of the room.
The white room
White Walls
White door
White Floor
White lights
No colors
Phantom laid down with a sigh, placing his arm over his eyes.
"Phantom you idiot!" Agent K's voice rang through his head. "You should have killed him, that would be one less bat to deal with!"
Phantom sighed as placed his arm back down to his side, his fingers fidgeting with the fabric of the cloak.
"You'll stay in there until your needed."
Phantom turned his gaze to the door, it seemed to lean over him, towering over the boy. So much pain had come from those doors. They were a gateway.
Phantom screamed as the scalpel dug into his body, following along with the familiar scars.
Afterward, they dragged him through these doors, letting his blood color the room.
They scrubbed away the colors, later on, refusing to give Phantom a room different from the rest of the lab. It was a way to show that Phantom was one of them. He couldn't escape from the white.
The blinding white, which he carried around with him daily. Even if the cloak got dirtied from being used, it always had the same feel, a reminder to the world he's stuck in.
He glanced at the walls, mind flickering to the green glow that coated them once. He pushed himself upward.
White
White
He was drowning in it
Phantom spat as the tank of iron filled his mouth. His hand bloodied as his teeth sank into his own flesh, green dripping onto the white floor, causing him to laugh.
Green
White
Green
White
He was useless when he didn't bleed. He was useless when he did.
It all depended on which one was less useless.
Bleeding
The blood showed he was a ghost. His blood was from experiments, used to strengthen the GIW.
He refused to sit hear useless.
Phantom left dragging his bleeding hand along the wall. He didn't care what it looked like, a mess of blood.
He needed it
The white was drowning
No, the white was safe
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Puppet Strings
FanfictionHe was their weapon. Their slave Their Power Their Experiment Their Toy He was theirs It's been 6 years since the GIW found him. They saved him from the building collapse and away from the dangers of the world. They raised him and taught him everyth...
