DP x DC AU — The Hermit Who Accidentally Got Adopted by the League of Assassins
Danny Fenton is seventeen when everything finally becomes too much.
The GIW is closing in.
His parents are getting too close to the truth.
Dan and Dani—de-aged, confused, his responsibility—need somewhere safe.
So Danny runs.
He flies as far as he can think to go.
The middle of nowhere.
Deep in the Rocky Mountains.
Miles from civilization.
He finds an abandoned house, fixes it up just enough to survive, and disappears from the world.
Becomes a ghost story.
A hermit.
A kid raising two even younger kids in the wilderness.
Danny adapts.
He hunts.
He cooks.
He learns to patch wounds and set bones.
He tucks Dan and Dani in at night and pretends everything is okay.
He becomes—
A mom.
Then one night, he finds a body in the snow.
Barely alive.
Bleeding out.
Dangerous, even unconscious.
Danny hesitates for all of two seconds before hauling her inside.
Because that’s just who he is.
Talia al Ghul wakes up three days later.
In a stranger’s home.
Healed.
Alive.
She is not used to debts.
Especially not ones like this.
She watches.
The boy—Danny—moves through the house with quiet efficiency.
He cooks.
Cleans.
Checks on the two younger children constantly.
They cling to him like he’s the center of their world.
And perhaps he is.
Talia understands that kind of responsibility.
“You should not have saved me,” she tells him one evening.
Danny shrugs.
“You needed help.”
“That is not a sufficient reason.”
“It is for me.”
She learns more.
The hunters chasing him.
The experiments.
The fear.
The way he never fully relaxes.
The way he always keeps the children close.
This is not a safe environment for them.
This is survival.
Talia makes a decision.
One she considers… generous.
Danny wakes up to a blade at his throat.
Talia smiles calmly.
“Do not struggle. This will be easier if you cooperate.”
Danny, who has fought ghosts, clones, and government agents, just sighs.
“…You’re kidnapping me, aren’t you.”
“Yes.”
“…Do I at least get to pack?”
The League of Assassins is not prepared.
For Danny.
For Dan.
For Dani.
Danny adapts immediately.
He organizes.
He cooks.
He patches up injured assassins without question.
He enforces bedtime.
He somehow becomes a stable presence in a place built on violence.
Dan starts fights.
Dani explores everything.
Danny apologizes for both.
Constantly.
Talia watches it all with quiet satisfaction.
The boy needed protection.
The children needed structure.
And she—
Has repaid her debt.
The League now has:
• one feral ghost teen with terrifying power
• two chaotic children with even worse tendencies
• a surprisingly effective “caretaker” who has somehow domesticated assassins
No one is entirely sure how it happened.
But the League has never run more efficiently.
Somewhere far away, certain vigilantes are going to have a lot of questions.
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a mom danny au; Danny who's like, 17 years old, escaped from the GIW and his parents with a deaged Dan and Dani and flew to the most remote location he could think of: the middle of the Rocky Mountains, miles away from any city or town. He becomes a hermit, living in an abandoned house he found and took over. One day, he finds a heavily injured Talia Al Ghul, who'd been fatally injured during her latest assassination of some corporate loser. He saves her life, nursing her back to health, and Talia grows fond of the child, adopting him as her son by kidnapping him back to the League of Assassins.
Dan is put into a clone body aged up to 12 years old, given to 25 year old Danny to raise from then on.
Dan mellowed out a bit with a human half once more balancing him, but he’s still feral and will bite if Danny doesn’t notice the signs early enough.
Badabing badabum! Natural portal sucks Dan to Gotham, he’s not to worried while walking around homeless.
Danny is getting really worried while visiting different dimensions trying to find his son, that’s his baby!
Dan is found by a bat, I‘m partial to Jason or Dick but feel free to chose any of them, who takes in this feral child.
So when Danny comes to the dimension with Dan in it, he looks maybe a bit harried and just falls to his knees while hugging his son, crying how he missed his baby!
„I was fine, look I even found a trusted adult and stayed with them how Jazz always says.“
Something something boom romance between Danny and whatever bat you chose, with a slice of childcare Dan getting a new childhood 🤗
I'm on a Danny is Dick's child kick rn so I'm making more.
But lets add in some Ghost King Danny!, Dad to a deaged Ellie and Dan! And toddler Mar'i Grayson.
Danny was conceived during Dick's amnesia year when he was Ric and the woman couldn't find him to tell him (or maybe the Owls caught wind of the pregnancy and took her) and he ended up somehow (hmmm maybe a meddling time keeper?) with the Fentons.
Danny grows as a Fenton, he knows he was adopted btw, then becomes Phantom, protects Amity, becomes the Ghost King and things seem to be going okay between Amity Parkers and the Infinite Realms since they took care of the GIW problem, AND has been a good doting teen dad to his deaged 'cousins/clones' turned kids.
Danny was going to go pick his kids up from daycare one day when CHAOS happens. Just as he wrangles Ellie onto his shoulders, cause she wants to be tall today, and about to take Dan's hand cause he's and I quote "A big boy and not a baby like Ellie, Dad!" he suddenly feels the tug of his family being in danger.
Thing is, its a blood related danger. Meaning someone blood related to him was in grave danger, and by the emotions he can feel, its someone young, way younger than him.
Problem.
The only people Danny knows with his blood in their veins and are young enough for the feeling are with him.
So who?
But due to Danny being a protector spirit AND knowing the feeling is from someone as young as his own kids, Danny decides to use his Ghost King Powers to summon said person from the danger to him.
Danny opens his free arms out just as a tiny toddler with black hair like his own but with bright green eyes, even the sclera were green, in a ruined party dress drops from the sky from the summoning circle that had opened above him.
Danny stares at the terrified child, whose hands are tied by rope and was crying, and takes notes of certain traits she had that he saw every time in the mirror or on his own kids, same eye shape and cheekbones. He can tell his ghost core has claimed her as family but not as his kid though.
No the connection that formed was almost like his connection with Jazz but a bit stronger.
This kid, was his sister. His blood related one.
-Meanwhile-
Dick Grayson, aka Nightwing, and his family were freaking the fuck out.
Dick was already panicked when his daughter Mar'i had gotten kidnapped just a few hours ago by the Joker.
Now he was feeling pure dread when his daughter, who was about to be killed, was suddenly pulled into a strange glowing circle at the last minute and disappeared into thin air.
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Another deaged Ellie and Dan, but Danny was reincarnated as Damian Wayne
Danny Damian because he was Damian now, wasn't he? He remembers now the Fentons, the GIW, Sam and Tucker, jazz. He wonders if they could have also followed him here. A part of him longs to see his fraid again, but are they his fraid still? He was a new person. Son of The Bat and Heir to the Demon Head. Something Dami he remembers reminding people of. If only Sam could see him now, he knows she'd love that. "Who's edgy now?" He can picture her saying. He can almost see Tucker laughing so hard he'd fall out of his seat.
Crack
The sharp sound of the thunder brings him to the present. He looked over at his clock, 3:00 A.M. The witching hour he can hear Ellie tell him with a mischievous smile on one of their flights around Amity Park. She loved to drag him and Dan sometimes Vlad if he was feeling friendly. Dan, his future evil self tormented by the deaths of all his family and friends, so hurt he got Vlad to rip his human half out so he didn't have to feel the pain. Ellie, his clone, created by Vlad to be the perfect son, too bad she was a daughter. Looking down at his stomach where their cores are now incubating, he couldn't help but wonder if Vlad had anything to do with this.
He shook his head as if that would rid himself of that thought. Vlad was a real fruitloop,but he would never purposefully endanger Dan or Ellie. Vlad, in his twisted and weird ways, did love them in his own ways like kidnapping and keeping him hostage to save Ellie. He had forgiven vlad for the desperate attempt to save his daughter, but incubating Ellie and Dan's cores would make him their father now, too. Ew, coparenting with Vlad does not sound like a fun time. He glanced down and lifted his shirt hesitantly. If he focused on his stomach, he could see a faint blue and red glow emanating from his stomach. Red, Vlads' color, he thought distantly. Hopefully, it didn't mean much. As if signaling him, the envelope they had carried with them to him fell off the bed carried to the floor by the slight breeze.
Lighting lumineating the bedroom, making the crisp white color shine for just a second. He tentatively reached down to grab it. He was being a baby. He was a trained assassin from birth, and his fear trained beaten out of him a long time ago. Some part of him whispered his father and Richard's teachings of being brave but not without fear.
He paused. Father would want to know everything. His past life, Ellie and Dan, the ghosts, being a halfa. He wouldn't understand, Richard would try to, but not even he could never really understand. He couldn't subject his babies to that. He couldn't live with the threat to being ripped apart molecule by molecule. His father's lack of emotional intelligence certainly would not help young halfas. He was fourteen again the age he was killed in his first life. The age he started facing ghosts from another dimension.
He started younger in this life. Killing younger, he learned to fight his whole life. Jazz would hate that. Jazz... he wondered if she was alright if she survived the attack... no, there's no time to think of that right now. He ripped open the envelope( like a band-aid, Richard would remind him), and he noticed Vlad's familiar fancy fruitloop writing immediately(he had fancy fruitloop writing now, instead of the chicken scratch Jazz chided him over). So he was right about one thing this had vlad all over it.
Dear Daniel,
Though I understand you might not be Daniel when this letter finds you. I have been reincarnated into another life as I believe you have as well. My new name is Alexander Luther. I own a corporation called Lexcorp. I unfortunately can not change the name according to my board. The idiot lot of them.
He snickered at that. His smile dropped immediately. Vlad was Lex Luthor, the archnemesis of Superman. Jon would most certainly not like this. He forced himself to read on before he spiraled further.
I regained my memories after an experiment went wrong. I know how original. My new incarnation was able to open a small portal that grew in size, and eventually, somehow Danielle and Dan fell through. The portal then exploded, and I regained my memories. Unfortunately, it destabilized their clone bodies. I couldn't grow working bodies in time, and eventually, I had to hope they could find you. I hoped somehow that the yeti doctor would have imparted some of his strange knowledge onto you that might save them.
Vlad, no Lex still wrong. Vlad was somewhat right about that. During one of his all things ghostly lessons from Frostbite, he told him of how in the old ages ghosts often incubated their ghostlings. A protective measure back when magic and spirits were more prevalent. He didn't really understand it back then, and he doesn't understand it much now, either. Apart from the fact he was doing it, he supposed. What if he did something wrong and he lost them? He doesn't think he could live out his half-life if he lost them again. He needed to get to Vlad, and quickly too so they could start building a new portal to the infinite realms.
If this letter finds you. Come find me immediately at these coordinates. I've gone deep underground to escape my new archnimesis's suoer senses. I've m started research on a new portal, but I'll need your endeneering skills. This world is severely lacking in ectoplasmic science and engineering. I am once again forced to start from scratch on my own. Once we get the portal open, you'll need to go straight to The Far Frozen.
It's as if he's reading my mind, I think jokingly.
P.s. One of my experiments may or not have regiven then my new DNA in an attempt to restabilize them.
Only Vlad.
Well, it looks like they actually were going to be coparenting after all. This was going to go great.
I sigh and lean my head back down on my pillow. He committed the cords to memory before lighting the letter on fire with the lighter he kept in his bedside drawer. Point to assassin training. Jason would be proud. He supposed he could stay for a month or so before leaving, which would give him enough time to get away or think of some kind of mission to give himself. He shoots up. Todd had died and came back. He was a revenant. He couldn't stick around if he were to visit he'd know something was wrong immediately even if he didn't understand it.
He sprung out of bed quickly, but quietly, his foot steps perfectly silent despite his rushed mood of packing a bag. He packed a few pairs of clothes and lots of hidden weapons, some snacks he kept hidden for that should keep him fed on his journey but leaving any sentimental things behind. He glanced longingly at his sketch pad, but Vlad was most likely under the water judging by the coordinates he was given. Who knows if it would survive.
He checked the pack, making sure he got all he needed. He promptly checked it again. Twice. After deeming it sufficient, he willed himself to open the door. He mentally cataloged everyone in the manor. Pennyworth was most likely still in Father's room, making sure he actually listened to his insructions. Richard and Todd in Bludhaven and Crime Alley, respectfully. Cain and Brown in Hong Kong. Thomas was sleeping after his dayshift.
Everyone accounted for except Drake. He was most likely using Pennyworth's attention on Father to work cases. He just had to take the risk. For his ghostlings, for himself, Vlad. He crept down the hallways. He was opening the grandfather clock in record time. He went slower this time. He would use his powers, but his father had supernatural wards of all kinds in the cave. Who knows what they did. He was also admittedly trying to save his little energy for his voyage on the open sea. Light snoring hit his ears as he peered around the corner.
Thank ancients.
Drake was sleeping at the batcomputer, still in his Red Robin suit sans mask surrounded by his poor choices. Empty coffee cups and files spread around. He would still need to be quiet, Drake was a light sleeper, as was everyone else in his family. He grabbed the keys to his bike quickly, sneaking by. If he wasn't ditching his bike at Gotham Bridge, he would have disabled his trackers. He checked the gas and made sure he could make it. That's when he made his first mistake.
Putting the gas jug back down, he accidently hit another of one of his siblings' tools to the floor. He tried catching it without success, but it fell anyway, the loud clang echoing. Mistake number two.
Shit.
"Huh? What's happening?" Drake arose sleepily rubbing his eyes.
He froze. Mistake number three.
"Damian? What are you doing down here?" His eyes landed on him, and he spoke confusedly with his voice heavy with sleep or lack thereof.
He panics. He's blaming the pregnancy hormones on this.
He runs.
"Damian!" Drake responded to his dead sprint with his own. "Stop!"
He reaches his bike, and he turns the keys and prays. Luckily, it comes to life. He fumbles with his helmet it would hide his tears he needed it. who knows if he'll ever get to see them again. He shoots off down the tunnel. Flicking the cave door open remotely.
Another bike rears to life behind him. "Damian wants going on?" Drakes voice echoes in his ears. He can almost taste the concern in it amplified by the helmet. He ignores it and accelerates. He ignores the returned acceleration behind him.
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Tim has no clue what made Damian panic enough to run away. He quickly ran to his own bike while swearing. Damian is already gaining distance on him. After another attempt at getting Damian to calm down and talk, he calls the only person Damian would actually listen to.
He hopes Dick will forgive him for waking him at five o'clock in the morning on his day off.
De aged Dan interacting with the justice league or future heroes.
One of the heroes accidentally stumbles across Dan when he gets separated from Danny. they don't think anything of him until he makes a mention of something only they specifically should know about. He mentioned some sort of incident or take down that they know from personal experience or were specifically told by one of their friends.
they get really on edge until Danny comes running, thanking the hero for finding their kid and Dan pulls the scared child away from their parent move. There's a big misunderstanding that Danny doesn't know that Dan is from the future.
The heroes at first think he's just not causing chaos or killing anyone because he's in a very small body but then they realize Danny is the one holding him back. The heroes are now convinced that he went back in time to stop whatever tragedy that caused him to become a villain.
Okay, so before I start, I have a few things to say.
1-WTF
2-sorry I ghosted you
3-AGAIN WTF?!?!
I mean. I know I disappeared and all. But I'll be straight with you I didn't start posting expecting 80 followers, or even one of my posts reaching hundereds. So rly. Thank you. Thats made me have a large boost in self esteem which I genuinely needed.
And to long story short- I have a bad habit of avoiding social media (any and all) when I feel shit, overwhelmed, busy, depressed, or distracted by a new ADHD fixation. So yeah.
However I have gotten along on writing some of the fics I have planned out so I might start posting them? Anyway, enjoy this, and again. Thank you.
Soulmates AU but DC and DP are in different worlds.
'Soul mate finder'
Its been a good few years since Danny had died, and he's now a fully fledged 18 year old. Who is also a crown prince to an entire dimension. Whos from a destroyed world. Who's the only true halfa in existence (that they've met so far). Whos somehow become the parent of his clone and dealer reformed evil self. Who has an older sister who followed him to the ends of the earth(quite literally in their case). Who has two best friends who are very suicidal and protective when it came to him.
So yeah. Danny is actually doing quite well needless to say. Yes, his earth is gone. But that happened a few years back so he's gotten over it. And he's got everything and everyone he loves right there with him. Well. Except for his soulmate. But Danny has made mends with that. Sorta.
He won't lie when he sees Sam and Tucker so happy together he feels jealous. But at least his sister can relate. So he's not all alone.
So the most you'll get out him is the occasional mumble of wanting to find his soulmate. So que one bad day of feeling down in the dumps. A badly timed conversation with his sister where he says "it's not like I can fetch my soul mate" and a very eager puppy who loves to fetch.
*meanwhile, in DC universe* (say it in Spongebob voice :3)
"Uhhh. Tim. I think you've got something there. Like. It's very green. And. Puppy shapped..."
"Yeah no shit. Thanks for pointing it out 𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙠"
"... I can't tell if you were saying that as my name or as the insult"
"Hey, Timbo. Isn't bringing strays home the demon brats job?"
"I didn't bring him home. He won't leave me alone. He just won't stop following me!"
"Huh. Whelp, not my problem, see ya Timberly."
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To say the least, Tim was confused as fuck. He doesn't know where the dog came from, or who's it is. He checked the collar and all it said was "CUJO- there is a reason for the name" as ominous as that sounded, Tim couldn't find anything put of the ordinary other than the fact the dog was clearly a meta dog. What else could he say. The dog was green. Glowed slightly. Went through a couch and had enough strength to drag a screaming Dick across the carpet with little effort.
However it was ear the dog was young and really enjoyed to play. Especially fetch games. He was really good at that. But then as the weeks went on. They started to notice something.
"Hey, Tim? Havent you nothing- that the dog always does something..."
"What do ya mean dick head? Whats the dog always doing?"
"Yeah dick. I think I know what you mean."
"I don't. Fill me in please? Ever head of a penny for a thought?"
"I mean. Okay, think about it jason. The dog always seems to do something specific. I mean. When he goes to Tim he always goes to suffer him first, barks then bumps his head into him. And it's always on his left side too."
"Huh. Now that ya mention it. Yea. I have seen that happen."
"The manner of that, is like a dog exclaiming that they've found something."
"JESUS! BRAT! Id rather not have and after, after life thank you very much."
"Damian is right. I started researching it when I noticed Cujo would always do the same thing to me and no one else."
"Why the left tho? You got a secret on your left Timmy?"
"No, not that I'm aware off?"
"No... But ya know what you do have on your left?"
"Jason... That grin is slightly unnerving. What have you found out about me that even I don't know?"
"Your soul mate mark is what."
"... It can't be. Can it?"
"Why don't we test it? Jason's got a point baby bird."
"... Fine."
-
To say that Tim was miserable at Jason figuring it out first was an understatement of the year. However finding out went something like this.
"He Cujo. Heyyy buddy. Whos a good dog"
𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙠
"If this what you keep sniffing out? My soul mark?"
Tim points to the mark on his shoulder and arm, it was reminiscent to what looked like a spikey band of some sort wrapped around his upper portion of his bicep which kind of looked like a really stretched out bat symbol they used, then lightning like marks crawling up to his shoulder and stopping there.
Cujo sniffed it the barked loudly before liking it and barking like a dog who's found a dinosaur bone.
This gave them confirmation that the dog had something to do with his soul mate. And to day Tim was getting more hopeful than he has in years was an understatement. After all, it was rare people got to find their soul mates. But when they did everyone who had, had explained it like it was a fairytale dream come true.
So when Tim got excited and started talking to cujo as if he understood, no one judjed him.
"You know my soul mTe? Cujo, you know where they are? Can you tell me? Or take me? Or bring them? Or something? Can you help me find them?"
And that last question is what got cujo moving. And what made them find out cujo could also make portals.
Cujo wasn't a fully trained dog but he knew quite a lot of Comanche words, like fetch, sit, role over, play, walk, and find. There are more but these were the ones guaranted to work.
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"CUJO! where have you been! We were looking for ages and- wait. Cujo? What are you doing? Wait. Cujo! Do! Put me down! Cujo!"
The following events went like this.
Cujo, grew to his large form capturing Danny in his jaw as he went barreling through the castle cat Bing the attention of dan, Ellie, jazz, Sam and Tucker who all started to Chace them.
Cujo of course opens a portal and charges through it dropping Danny covered in slober onto the living room carpet of the Wayne manor. Then proceeded to drench Danny in wet kisses as he layed on the floor face first groaning in misery as Tim Dick Jason and Damian found out that Cujo was now almost as big as their living room
"Cujo... Why..." Danny whined as he pushed himself off the floor slowly standing up as cujo sit of to the side proudly like he was presenting his findings.
Danny finally manages to stand up only to get the wind knocked out of him as a person crashes into him. One glance told him it was Dan as cujo hadn't closed the portal yet, so he sits up with a groan to then get a face full of Ellie who barreled through the portal screaming like bloody murder except it was his name.
The only thought Danny had was 'this is gonna bruis.' So imagine his misery when he pushes the dizzy dan and Ellie off of him as he is half way stood up when his sister and two best friends come flying at him, not just knocking the wind out of him, but also throwing him back some distance from the sheer force of impact.
And while he lay there struggling to get a breath in staring at the normal not ghost zone looking ceeling, his sister and best friends pushed themselves off the floor yelling his name.
"Danny!"
"Danny!"
"Danny!"
"Danny! Are you okay? What happened? Why was cujo running off like that? And why where you in his mouth? Is something wrong?" Jazz spewed out like the mother hen she was. And all Danny could get out was a suffering groan.
"... I think I just saw his soul leave his body via mouth anime style."
"Not now tuck. We need to make sure hes okay."
"Yeah. By saying that, I mean I dont think he is considering he just had three human people throw their full body weight at him unexpectedly, while we were flying at God knows what speeds. That ain't gonna end well no matter how durable he is."
After Tucker finished his explanation Danny let out a pained wheez almost on que to back up his point.
"Can, I jus' say. We were not expecting this. Also two kids got their (?) At him before you guys too, so that's definitely be a double whammy." Jason spoke up bringing everyone's attention to the fact that the room was full with people they didn't know and half the group wasn't in the dimension they were earlier.
And almost like the univers wanted to spite Danny, cujo decided that it was the perfect time, right then and there to jump onto Danny yet again knocking the air out of him and this time making him half pass out.
It took the next 4 minutes for all of them to get cujo away from Danny and help Danny into a comfortable position where he spoke up, voice full of pain.
"I think I saw my parents..."
"No! Dude! Stay with us! You ain't dying on us yet!..." Tucker yelled.
And Sam couldn't help but add. "Well. Not again at least" which got a suffering laugh out of Danny as jazz took the Initiative to ask the new people where they were and if they knew why they were there.
Which led to a whole explanation on how things to go this point. Danny slowly gaining awareness. And finally speaking although weakly.
"So.let me get this straight. For some reason cujo went looking for my soul mate. Found em, stayed with em. And they didn't realise till today, which lead to me getting the wind forced outta me by the full body weight of two kids, 1 adult, two pre adults and an oversized giant dog... Ugh.... I don't even know what to think Im in so much pain..."
"Well i mean, at least you found your soul mate. You have always been sad you couldn't find them." Ellie responded now playing with his hair.
"Yeah. My soul mate... Wait. May soul mate! "
"EEEYUP. There it is" Sam hated nonchalantly at his realization as Danny sat up too quickly making him collapse from vertigo and pain. Letting out a long pained groan mixed with a whine.
Tim still reeling from confusion promptly chimed in.
"I don't know whether to be concerned, scared, happy or all three."
