Nerdy Belongings

But like, raw meat. He doesn't have to eat it often, maybe twice a month, but it does need to be completely raw.

He also needs to eat non-sentient blob ghosts, which are very different from sentient ones. Same amount, maybe twice a month.

He's weak to hot temperatures, where most humans require some sort of positive contact he needs to fight, if he gets too much sunlight his dopamine levels drop, and oddly enough as he got older milk or products with a lot of milk started to affect him like alcohol affects humans.

Now that he's made it to college, hiding most of these things is easy enough.

He chose Gotham, because of minimal sunny days and naturally cold weather. He regularly goes for walks at night, to fill his need for fighting. He says he has a milk allergy, and avoids milk products.

The blobs and the raw meat are a little uh. Those are a little hard.

He's taken to ducking into a bathroom stall to just swallow the blobs whole. But the meat...

He decides to sear the outside and leave the inside entirely raw. Does this detract from the nutrients by cooking them off? Yes. Does it mean he needs to eat raw meat four times a month instead of twice? Yes. Does it mostly hide that he's doing this in front of humans? Kind of.

Until he got a vegan roommate.

Said roommate is far too sharp-eyed for his own good, and now the guy is being weird.

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No heroes know how John Constantine came into contact with this kid but it seems to be for the best. He took into count his own life more now that he also had to look after this kid. The kid being named Danny. No one knows his last name, not even Batman can track down his past. He’s a nice enough kid who doesn’t hesitate to help in anyway he can. Danny is also obviously a meta who has access to magic. It makes him unpredictable and a hell of a fighter.

They weren’t attached by the hip you can see one without the other but John seemed less pissy with the kid there. It was also easier getting into contact with the magic user with Danny dragging him to meetings.

The League at first didn’t understand their relationship because they seemed to be constantly bickering over something but with further observations they realized that’s just how the duo is. No one thought John Constantine of all people would take on a sidekick, no one thought he would even be able to stand a kid, but here they were in a middle of a fight and John took his time teaching Danny a new spell. They were still arguing though.

“I just don’t see the point.”

“The point is this is a shield spell to stop attacks.”

“But I can make my own shields.”

“And what if you can’t?”

“But I can.”

“But what if-”

“Oh my godddd you’re so annoying I can just do this,”

Danny formed a ginormous green dome over all heroes present as the newest bad guy threw an attack  at them. The heroes looked at the teen to see something feral in his eyes and smile. All of a sudden he wasn’t as human as they thought. Smile to wide with too many teeth and eyes to bright. “You do know this is just a demon right? I can make him back down.” John sighed as if this was a regular occurrence. “I’m trying to teach you to not rely on your powers and trust in your magic.” Danny scoffed at him. “As if you can teach me anything old man.”

“Old man? Really? Who here is an immortal eldritch being?”

“And who here is going grey?”

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All of a sudden, Bruce’s mind flashes to a small town hero whose profile he had been reading over in his afternoon board meeting. “My favorite hero is Phantom from Amity Park. Not many people know him, but I really admire him and his dedication to the job.”

There, short and sweet and probably going to end with the least amount of mockery.

Meanwhile, in Amity Park, three teenagers gaped at the screen as their homework lay forgotten in their laps. “Danny-”

“what is happening.”

“That was Bruce Wayne-”

They joke about Danny getting adopted just like every black-haired blue-eyed teen Mr. Wayne comes across. Sure, he doesn’t know Danny fits the criteria but it’s a good laugh.

Then Amity Park gets swamped with tourists who saw the news footage and wanted to meet Phantom. Geez, Danny knew Mr. Wayne was famous and well-liked but his word alone did this??? It was worse than that time all his classmates were chasing him around town for autographs!

Because here’s the thing about tourists - they have no clue how to act during a ghost attack.

It was absolute chaos.

Danny was hard pressed to make enough shields to protect the crowds. He couldn’t fight back. Couldn’t split his focus long enough to fire any ecto-blasts to drive the ghost back. The only reason they won the fight was because Red Huntress showed up to attack and Sam had a spare thermos.

But the worst part? The nightmare come true?

He was so exhausted and frazzled after the fight he didn’t notice his parents coming up from the basement as he flew into the house, turned visible and transformed back to human.

They say your instincts kick your muscles into gear faster than thought can process. Maddie and Jack pulled weapons to fight. But Danny could literally take flight.

Suddenly the last two days of joking became his only hope for safety.

Danny landed on Bruce Wayne’s doorstep after the fastest flight of his life and phased into the entryway without knocking. He heard noise down the hall and floated straight to it, making the four people around the dinner table jump in shock.

“Hi!” Danny tried to grin charmingly but was sure it came out a bit manic. He was shaking. Halfway to Gotham he’d realized his mom got a shot in before he escaped and his back flared in pain.

“So sorry to interrupt your meal but I’ve got this favor to ask,” he spoke quickly, trying get to the point before anyone had time to freak out and scream or call the cops. He looked directly at Mr. Wayne, ignoring the old man in the suit, a tan-skinned man across the table, and a young boy who was… holding a throwing knife at the ready? Nope, not important, intangibility solved that possible danger.

“You adopt kids like crazy, right?! Can you adopt me?” Various forms of shock and dropped jaws answered him, but he kept going. “Please? Like, I won’t be any trouble. Promise. I barely eat anything and I can help with cleaning! You just gotta promise not to tell anyone I’m here, okay? Especially don’t let anyone in Amity Park hear about it. Or Batman! Don’t tell Batman, I heard he hates people with powers being in Gotham. Kinda bigoted if you ask me cuz people can’t control how they’re born or what lab accidents happen when they’re 14, you know? And doesn’t he work with a ton of metas and aliens and gods? You’d think the guy would drop his prejudices with Wonder Woman standing right there - but that’s not the point. The point is I need to hide and YOU said on live tv that I’m your favorite hero so can you please do me this huge favor and let me hide here? Honestly with how big your house is I bet you wouldn’t even notice me and I’ll blend right in with your other twenty kids - well, I know it doesn’t look like it right now but swear I CAN look like your other twenty kids.”

In a flash of white light he stood before them, black-haired, blue-eyed, and grinning nervously.

“See? I bet you couldn’t even tell me apart from - Oh. Ow.”

The pain in his back got worse now that he was human again. And he hadn’t been breathing that whole time he spoke and his lungs were on fire. And his body’s shaking got so bad now that he wasn’t floating that his knees gave out.

Immediately he was surrounded and a hand that tried to help him sit up went through his body instead. Oh right, he should turn off the intangibility so they could help him.

“You’re bleeding!” the tan-skinned man said in shock.

“Dick, go get the first aid kit,” Mr. Wayne told him in a calm but firm tone. “Damian, please get some sterilized water, a pillow, and blanket.”

Both ran off as the old man succeeded in supporting him. He was getting bloody ectoplasm on the guy’s suit. That wasn’t very non-problematic adoptable behavior.

"Still no movement, but he seems to be doing fine. Not much we can do till he wakes up I'm afraid," Alfred shrugged, the two starings worriedly at the sleeping teen.

"What do you hear?" Tim asked as Jason swatted him away.

"Can't you see I'm trying to listen! Go find your own spying spot," Jason yelled at him.

It was a few more minutes the entire family staring at him and the voices on the other side dying down when Jason finally took his ear off the door.

"Answer?" Cass asked.

"Oh we are so getting a new brother," Jason smirked at them as Steph cheered looking towards Damian, "Pay up shrimp!"

"As if I would pay you," Damian turned his head away, starting a fight between the two. The fight ended up dragging the other bat siblings into it, eventually causing enough noise the the door opened.

Bruce and Alfred stared in shock and surprise at look at their kids fighting each other all about the kid who passed out at Dinner a day before.

"Did a bus run me over," a quiet voice mumbled, rubbing his eyes as he walked to where the two adult man were standing, blocking the doorway.

"Phantom meet you're new siblings," Bruce introduced as the fighting stopped, the kid still tired and clearly injured.

"That's nice. The name's Danny," Phantom now Danny said as he started to tiredly float without warning, his body clearly wanting to go back to bed.

"Oh he's going to be fun," Jason smirked.

Like yes, technically hes taking responsibility by taking him in and protecting him, but the kid still showed up desprate and injured because Bruce called attention to him.