AKA "Ghosts feed on emotions. The stronger, the better. Danny quickly realizes this also applies to pain. He becomes a nurse at Dr. Leslie Thompkins' clinic. Enter: the Wayne Family Dilemma." DPxDC prompt idea!
Okay, so, Danny hadn't really intended to work at Dr. Leslie Thompkins' free clinic as a nurse. He even applied for the job; he was helping somebody else who'd gotten mugged get to the free clinic and Dr. Thompkins stopped him, asked, "You're a nurse?" And he was hired. It turns out, nobody wanted to work for Dr. Thompkins because it was a crime-ridden hotspot: Crime Alley.
Danny doesn't even really realize what's happening until a patient with a GSW comes into clinic, yelling and bloody, and Danny's nitrile touch calms him enough that he doesn't even need morphine. A haphazard surgery later and Danny's fully satisfied - he doesn't even need to eat dinner because he feels like he's two minutes away from a food coma.
That's where the rumor starts. The free clinic has good drugs. Not fentanyl, oxycodone, dilaudid, or ketamine. Something better that has no side effects and totally erases every pain - as little as a sore throat to chronic pain that doctors have said there's no cure for. It becomes so well known that Dr. Thompkins' clinic is a huge target and a certain batfamily has to stake out the place to dissuade criminals.
Enter: Dick Grayson, former BPD officer with chronic leg pain after being shot in the leg. Jason "Totally Not A Crime Lord" Todd whose extensive burns affect the right side of his body. Barbara Gordon, Gotham librarian whose spinal injury causes phantom pain.
It becomes apparent that there's something amiss when Timothy Drake-Wayne comes to clinic. Wayne Enterprise CEO and multi-millionaire, who can absolutely afford at least five ambulance rides and a lengthy inpatient stay at a five-star private hospital. Dr. Thompkins catches Danny while he's trying to hide in the staff room, snatching him by the collar and dragging him out to meet him. ("Why do I have to talk to him?!?" "Danny, I can't afford to entertain some rich kid when there is actual work to be done. Just give him what he wants and take his money." "Dr. Thompkins?!")
Danny awkwardly gestures for Mr. Drake-Wayne to sit on one of the crinkly paper seats, pulling the worn-out curtain closed despite there being no other patients in clinic.
"So... What can I help you with, Mr. Drake-Wayne?" Danny asks.
"Just Tim, please," The older man says and smiles in that I'm-so-rich-I-can-afford-dental-insurance way. Sparkly straight, white teeth and all.
"Uh...huh.. Okay. What can I help you with, Tim?"
Tim leans forward, eyes sharp despite his suave persona. He says, "I lost my spleen a couple years ago - a ski retreat gone wrong. Anyways, I still have some residual pain. I heard this is the place to go. I'm sure you already know, but I have a lot of money. Having the backing of a Wayne, especially one who's also a Drake, would be a great... investment."
Danny gapes at him. Incredulously, he asks, "Sir, are you bribing me for drugs?"
Tim shrugs, a self-satisfied half-smile on his face. "I don't know. Is it working?"
((And... well... Danny could really use the money.))
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I was reading a DC X DP crossover fic , and because I'm still in the midst of my DP x PJO crossover obsession.
I just had an idea , a very lovely awful idea. Lovely because it's really big brained.
Awful because I'm in the middle of writing an wip of an Au and the idea are multiplying like rabbits.
You know those crossover fics where two of the three (Jason, Danny, and Percy) are brothers or twins. And I just got a mad idea of them being triplets.
Born to Sally Estelle Jackson on August 18th.
And we know that Poseidon was around while Percy was a baby. And I remember reading a PJO x DC crossover fic in which that Jason and Percy were twin brothers separated at birth in Gotham General, and Jason was switched with the still born child of Shelia Haywood, who was buried as Jason Jackson. This would be the same concept except that Jason and Danny get the switch with a still born via magic and for well intentioned and shitty reasons by Poiseidon. He has assistance with pulling off the heist from Clockwork who understands this was the only method to have all three grow up alive and healthy and of course they had separate fates to fulfill. And if they were going to grow up together they would have been a very dangerous force to reckon with.
(Danny's being dying at 14 and ends up becoming Ghost King, or well the Crown Prince of the Infinite Realms,
Jason's being dying at 15 and eventually becoming the long awaited host of the All-blades and also becoming Robin
Percy being the child of prophecy the one that would save Olympus)
Of all the possibilities, all three had the fate of dying together were they to stay together..so this was the best choice. Maybe not the right choice but best choice for those odds
So off goes baby number one to Gotham , baby number two to Illinois, and baby number three gets to stay New York. The two still born babes are put in their place by said assistants ,two observerants who Clockwork had under his thumb. The labor was an ordeal three boys that are not meant to live, Sally nearly dies giving birth to them ,and she's not fully conscious during the period the swap happens. So Jason gets switched and given his name by Sheila,
Danny gets switched and get given his name by Maddie.
While Sally who was not told by Poseidon of his plan that he came up with to ensure that the prophecy that was given to him about all three brothers before they were born would not come true- you know that phrase self-fulling prophecy when you try to defy the destiny you have and by doing so you fulfill it? Yeah. Anyway she's told that Danny and Jason died a few moments out of the womb after being born , but Percy didn't.
Amity Parks ectoplasmic vibe and Ecto contamination, created some sort of barrier against monsters.
Gothams , gothamness and title as a place forsaken by the gods keeps it monster free.
And because I love angst we have Bad parents Jack and Maddie - oh they love their kids , but live and care are very two very different things that have a lot of crossovers. And Danny was practically raised by his little sister who suspected he wasn't her full blooded sister but didn't care about that, she wasn't alone and that mattered. And neglect is a form of abuse.
And Jason gets raised by Willis and Catherine and yeah his childhood isn't good.
Neither is Percys at least untill he's twelve that's how it is.
And they live apart until Danny needs to hide from the GIW and the Drs Fenton at age fifteen. All he does is have Jasmine drops off a heavily injured Danny at the address she's was given ,to give a letter from Clock work confessing his sins and the truth of Daniels identity. He does tell Sally in the letter about
(for this au Paul Blofis is Poiseidon.
And I think Sally does know that he's Poseidon. Or at least least suspects)
It's safe to say that Sally suspected that Poseidon did something, her suspicions are confirmed when she gets the letter that tells her everythimg she needs to know and she gets everything ready to have her chat with Paul Blofis/ Poseidon; two words - well four words shotgun and celestial bronze bullets)
So yeah all Percy knows is that when Danny shows up , his mom has broken up with her boyfriend / fiancĂŠ, and that there's another child of prophecy living in his house apparently he has two full blooded brothers, one is dead - this happens a few months after Jason Todd is legally dead, and one is curled up in pain, bleeding from injuries on his couch. because of the whole Ectoplasm in his blood and the whole half dead and half alive thing kind of masks the Demi-god scent that a child of the Big Three creates as explained in the letter, he can be safe to heal in the apartment until he's better; but knowing he's more in danger front he GIW Sally requests an audience with Dionysus and Chiron and for the year becomes a volunteer counselor in exchange for sanctuary for Danny. All she does is hand over the letter Clock work wrote for her to Dionysus and Chiron in lieu of an explanation
Chiron lets him in because he remembers 3, 000 years ago training a scrawny fourteen year old alongside Hercules; who he took a poisonous arrow for. And the letter is magicked changing its contents telling Chiron he was sent to be trained on how to be a hero for guidance.
Even through it's not how it's done , they allow Danny to room in the big house until the Ambrosia heals him up. Four days in Danny wakes up in the big house while being nursed by Sally. Percy drops by the camp from his boarding school to visit both his mom and new brother who adjusts to Camp-Half Blood , Percy, Sally and befriends the rest of the campers. And although Sally knows about him being a halfa she doesnt know how Danny died , or why he ended up with a suspicious Y-shaped scar on his chest. All she knows is that he was more in danger from the US government.
And Sally debated on showing the letter to Percy until settling to do so. And Percy decides to be a better brother to Danny than he was to Tyson in the beginning. ( He assumes because of how small and malnourished looking Danny is that he's his younger brother.) Sally doesnt tell him how it happened, only Chiron and Dionysus knows of Poseidon's tempering; she just found out a about it. And shes hurt. Betrayed and just heartbroken you know?
(it'll take a while for her to forgive him and even longer for her to give him a second chance)
And Danny takes his time opening up to Percy and Sally and befriends the various houses of Camp Half-Blood. While worrying about his sister, his friends.
Sally looks after him and inadvertently becomes camp mom. She eventually leaves Danny there for work once hes healed up , but always comes back to help out around camp and tires to give these kids as much of a taste of normalcy as possible.
Course there are those that are suspicious of Danny. They are on the brink
However Danny finds the letter and learns about having a third brother and so decides to go looking for his ghost in the infinite realms. And he's seen Wulf creating portals before so he practice's it in a part of the forest the desonda grove , and out of sight of the other campers. The practice portals accidentally dump him in the Labyrinth so up until the summer of that year he explores the ladryrith. He assumes that they all know about it so he kinda maps it on breaks and on nights his insomnia kicks in.
Now h doesnt get claimed by Poseidon, he still has to do a display of his powers to get claimed. Percy knows that he's Poseidons son, and so does Chiron and Dionysus, but the rest of the campers doesnt. So he's in the Hermes cabin.
It's not until during the Battle of the Labyrinth that Danny manages to not only flood but destroy the Labyrinth in an epic level earthquake because someone manages to harm one of his friends (he definitely befriends Castor and Pollux because hess a star lover and the Gemini constellation is his favorite) he saves him in time with the display that because he's boosted by ectoplasm is far stronger than any thing Percy is able to concoct and awounand extra bonus he freezes the flood water as well , basically bringing the battle field to a literal freeze.
It takes a lot out of him and causes him to pass out and while he's half way drowning int eh mud the everyone including Percy witnesses the Trident over his head. It's not like anyone can move or break the ice because it's ghost ice , unbreakable and possibly won't freeze or suffocate anyone to death in 20 minutes, and by the time he wakes up Nico had arrived with his undead army. So Danny goes around a unfreezing his allies and apologizing profusely, taking out the still frozen monsters and tying up the half blood intruders with Nicos help. Of course someine gets a lucky swing in and sends Danny's head flying.
I like the head cannon that death for Danny any death that isn't from old age in his human form is nothing but a temporary inconvenience.
So instead of like Danny's body dropping down limp after blood burst forth from his neck his disembodied head lets out a sigh.
"Ah. this is not going to be easy to explain." He says half muffled in the mud, "Now someone hand my head to my body , I only got five minutes of consciousnes- stop screaming, I'm talking here, - I only got about five minutes of consciousness before I die. And trust me it takes hours, - can you please stop screaming? It's making my head ache."
After that little display and after he connects his head back to his body and wrap his neck up with a piece of his T-shirt. "yeah I'm not fully alive think shrodingers cat. Half dead , half alive, neither and both. I'm my own little own category think fungi and viruses.
Danny dyed his hair white one day. His adoptive family thinks its teenage rebellion, but really his ghost side Has been acting up, so now he's got to commit to the bit
Bruce does a double take when Danny walks in. His newest son was much more reserved than his other children. He didn't like having attention on himself- unless it was the popular kids at school but Bruce thought that was just something every teenager went through.
Danny spent most of his time locked away in his room, playing video games, writing for his blog, and watching documentaries about space. He was the most normal and well-behaved ward since Jason, and Jason was so grateful for being able to go to school that he used to ask to skip patrol to do homework. Danny had no interest in getting into the life of crime fighting, despite his previous ghost-fighting days.
He mostly stopped the ghosts from attacking because there was literally no one else in Amity Park who could handle the ghosts. In Gotham, however, there were plenty of heroes who were trained and on top of whatever issues were going on. Danny saw no reason to jump in, despite the Waynes each taking time out of their days to give him training in thier respective areas.
Jason and Alfred were happy to report Danny was one of the best shots in the household, while Damian and Cass both agreed his hand-to-hand combat was his weakest point. Duke and Bruce were the ones who helped him the most with his powers, which Danny preferred to use and were his strongest.
Despite all of this, Danny only jumped in as Phantom if it was an all-hands-on-deck or a last-resort situation. He would rather live as a civilian, which was a huge load off of Bruce's and Dick's shoulders. His eldest had turned many young people away from the cape life, but he never managed to get his own siblings to agree. Danny was his first success story.
Danny had no problems in school. He was one of the top students- not the top, but definitely in the top ten. His teachers had nothing but praise for his insightful and well-mannered behavior. He didn't speak too much in class, but he wasn't dismissive of assignments, nor did he leave all his part of group work to his classmates.
Alfred was working on getting Danny's mannerisms and etiquette up to par for the elites, but he was easy to mold, willing to learn, and sort of natural when he was relaxed.
Danny didn't steal; he didn't drink or do any kind of drugs (Bruce knows; he had him tested. Whether that test was done with Danny's knowledge or not was no one's business). Really, the only issue Bruce had with Danny was his social life, but honestly? In a city like Gotham, having his son home, safe and sound, behind the best security money could buy, and the best of minds could build, was much more relieving.
He hadn't thought Danny was capable of rebelling.
Which was why his son, walking in with pure white hair, was so jarring. Bruce tried to find a way to tactfully ask about it-
Tim glanced up from his phone just as Danny was taking his seat and gasped. "What happened to your hair?
-but that was not how he would have done it. Thankfully, Tim always handled things he didn't want to.
Danny smiled, running a hand through his hair, unbothered by the horror that had slipped into the CEO'S voice."Felt like a change."
As he moved his hair, Bruce realized that Danny had gotten piercings as well. Not just one or two, but six, from his lobe to the top. They were small, tiny stars and dots, and one moon at the very top as a flat. Bruce's eyes widened.
That was... surprising because, in thier state, one had to have parental permission until one was eighteen to get piercings. Danny is sixteen, and Bruce had not given any form of permission. Where did he get those piercings?
"This felt right," Danny concludes, leaning back in his chair. As he did so, his shirt rose a little, and peeking from the small slip of skin was an ink image. Tattoos. On Danny's frontal hipbones.
Bruce felt faint.
Tim gasped, knocking over his drink when he sprang up, pointing at Danny accusingly. It was the most animated Bruce had seen his son in the past week, but this was obviously a worthy cause. "Do you have tattoos?!?"
The now white-haired boy smiled warmly, almost proudly, as he lifted his shirt to show off two strips of black and white galaxy-themed tattoos. They tilted from his hip down to his private parts and were honestly a masterful work of art, but Bruce was shocked beyond words.
None of his kids had tattoos. None. Not even Jason. Oh gods, Danny was never going to get a real job now.
"Where?" Bruce croaked, "Where did you get those?"
"Johnny did them for me." Danny chirps, letting his shirt fall back down.
"Who is Johnny?" Tim gasped, falling back into his seat like his heart was being ripped out of his chest and stomped on. He was ready for children. He had the you're going to put me in an early grave act down pact. Bruce was honestly impressed by it.
"He's my friend." Danny shrugged. "He's cool."
Bruce opened his mouth, but once again Tim beat him to the punch.
"Cool? Is it cool to be running around looking like a delinquent?!"
"Didn't you use to skip school to go skateboarding and then break into buildings at night for a photography session?" Danny popped his fork into his mouth, raising one eyebrow. Tim sputtered for a second, looking for an argument but falling short, so he turned to Bruce.
"B. Control your son!"
"I don't need controlling from a man who actively breaks the law. " Danny cut in. He swallowed the salad in his mouth before putting his fork down and raising his hands to create the distinctive bat ears of Batman's cowl on his head. Bruce felt like he'd been slapped.
Tim slammed a hand on the table. "You're breaking your father's heart."
Danny, sweet and innocent Danny, rolled his eyes at Tim. "It's not that big of a deal."
Bruce thinks his heart actually may have shattered. Tim glanced at him before facing the teenager at the table again. "You're killing your father."
"Good."
Danny continued his dinner, humming peacefully in the utter shock silence. He retreated to his room to continue playing his latest game, leaving two of the brightest minds in the Wayne household utterly stumped on what to do or say. It would take hours before either found the will to move, and that was only because Alfred got home from bingo with his friend to find the two staring at the wall.
"So does this mean I'm like... adopted?" Danny asked as he looked over the documents on the table before him.
"Oh honey, as far as we're concerned you're our flesh and blood!" His mom was quick to reassure him, "Though legally speaking... yes."
Danny frowned as he read through and reread the papers, trying to reconcile the information found there with the story he'd been told. A story about a younger version of his parents, who'd had his sister and decided they were ready for another child but were struggling.
After multiple failed attempts, they sought out a fertility specialist and learned that their years of exposure to hazardous materials had compromised their ability to have children. The fact that Jazz was born first try and without complications was a miracle. A long series of medical records and doctors notes showed all the tests they went through trying to find another way to conceive, culminating in a positive test result for Maddie's ability to carry to term. With renewed hope, they began to research IVF treatments and donors. Unfortunately, they couldn't afford both an egg and sperm donor as they hadn't yet found someone willing to invest in their patents. Not willing to give up, Maddie took to browsing online forums for advice from people who had been in her position. It was there she learned that, similar to organ donors, people who have their embryos frozen can sign a consent form allowing their stored embryos to be donated in the event of their death. This was the lead they were waiting for.
Another couple who had also been struggling to conceive had six embryos prepared and were successful on the fourth attempt, leaving two behind when they passed away. Having signed the consent form, those two embryos had been kept in stasis waiting to be donated. With a confirmation that they were compatible, the Fentons wasted no time in setting up an appointment. The first didn't take but the second did. They took every precaution during the pregnancy, this leading their decision to start wearing hazmat suits even while outside the lab, and nine months later the Fentons were welcoming their second child to the family. At this point in telling the story, Danny had been handed two matching documents; the donor profiles the clinic had given his parents all those years ago. There were no pictures, and information like surname and address had been redacted out of privacy, but they held the health screenings and physical descriptions of a couple named Thomas and Martha.Â
"Nothing has to change Danny," His mother stated, "We love you so much and are so proud of you, biological child or not."
"That's right Dann-o!" His father jumped in, "The only difference is that now you know."Â
Danny looked at his parents, then to the documents, then back to his parents before asking, "So why are you telling me this now?"
"It was never something we meant to keep from you. And now that you're sixteen, we felt it was the right time," His dad said.
"And," His mom added, "We felt that, if you wanted to have a relationship with your biological family, you should have the chance to find them." She then placed a box on the table, an AncestryDNA kit. "We never had any means of contact to let them know you were born and services like this didn't exist back then. It's okay if you don't want to, but we felt you should have the option."
Danny studied the kit before nodding to himself with determination. "No matter what some DNA kit has to say, you're my parents. You've been there for me my entire life, I'm not going to replace you with some strangers who share blood with me. But.. I would like to know them."
Secure in his decision, he proceeded to complete the DNA collection and send out the test with help from his parents. In a little over a month he would receive his results. He was nervous to find out if he had grandparents or siblings but, a little selfishly, relieved that he wouldn't have to worry about meeting his biological parents. He knows he's old enough that a court would let him choose where he ended up but he doesn't want to think about what would have happened if his bio parents were alive and decided they wanted to fight for custody. That just made him feel guilty though. He should feel sorrow for the parents he never got to meet, and he does, but if they had lived, would they ever have gone back for him? Would they eventually have decided they wanted another child or would he never have been born, forever in stasis as the world went on without him?Â
He shoved those thoughts away, not wanting to dwell on them. He doesn't need to worry about 'what if's, they didn't happen after all. This is how his life played out and he wouldn't trade it, his family, and his friends for anything. Now he just has the opportunity to add some new people to that group. Until then, it's back to his normal routine while anxiously awaiting his results.
Later, in a cave in New Jersey far below the surface, an alert would flash on a high tech computer.Â
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Damian: I must admit, I am befuddled, and find myself mystified on how to proceed.
Random Classmate looking at Danny: ....
Danny: He said "I'm not gonna lie, I'm confused as hell"
Random Classmate: Ohhhhh! Okay, so we got to lock in for this project. We can't afford to lose any aura points over this.
Damian looking at Danny: ....
Danny: She said, "We must put our utmost focus on this project. Failure would bring great shame upon us"
Damian: You do a wonderful job translating the common folk language.
Danny: Er, thanks? I'm glad I can help with something. Group projects are never my forte, and I always feel bad that I don't do an equal amount of work.
Damian: I have noticed your participation in group projects before. You are not contributing because you are not trying. It's due to your groupmates' exclusion and isolation of you.
Danny: Yeah, well, I'm poor and dumb. I only got accepted into Gotham Academy because my godfather pulled some strings. No one wants me around.
Damian cupping Danny's face: Never leave my side. I shall protect you in exchange for your translating abilities.
Danny: Um?????
Random Classmate: You guys gonna kiss? Cause Wayne might use fancy words, but even I understood he wants to rizz you up Fenton.
Danny: UM????
Damian tenderly: I have no knowledge of what rizz means. Enlightenment me, my dear.
Random Classmate hand over her chest: That's some Shakespearean shit right there.
Danny: ????????
Damian leaning in only a hair's breadth away from Danny's lips: Most Shakespeare plays end in tradgy.
Danny: What the hell is wrong with this school????
You guys know those AUs where Damian and Danny are twins, know about each other, and prank the Batfamily by switching places?
Or maybe they pretend that Danny was always there, and "how could you forget about your other son/brother?! Aren't you ashamed of yourself?" deal?
Well
What if Danny couldn't stay in Amity anymore? What if he was forced to leave everything behind, leaving a family that he knew he loved, but couldn't say for sure they loved him back?
His twin was his last option, the first family that left him behind.
It was with delight that he found out that he had changed. The whole family was cautious at first, but quickly warmed up to him, and so did Danny.
He gave up the hero life, hoping to finally finish school and try to achieve his dream of becoming an astronaut!
And then, one morning, he woke up with everybody staring at him in the living room.
He looked around, confused.
"Morning?"
"...morning?" Tim answered him cautiouslly. Bruce stepped forward.
"Excuse me, could I ask you as to why you are in our house?"
Danny looked around in confusion.
"Shouldn't I be here? You've all been gone for a mission the past week, if you needed me somewhere, you've could've texted me dad"
Bruce's mouth thinned in a line and the silence stretches enough for Danny to understand.
"Oh... You don't..."
It's an awful sensation to suddenly feel your throat tighten up.
"You told me it was a timeline issue, you don't... "
And just like that, Danny found his third family leaving him behind.
Or
Due to the time amulet, Danny wasn't affected by the timeline rewrite, keeping all of his memories, while being forgotten by everybody else.
Most know behind the mask Batman is as human as he can be, but with the mask he is known to be scary like the boogeyman like from the myths.
Even in the justice league when they first met Batman himself. The bat didn't feel... human. Of course there were the theories of him being an entity of darkness, a dracula, an immortal, or like a spirit of vengeance. But when most the justice league actually gets to know him a little, they find that he is in fact just a human, a super human.
And yet at times Batman feels off. So that thought really lingers. What makes Batman not human?
...
No one really knows this but Bruce has a younger brother. Young and fragile since birth, so he doesn't go out as often. Daniel or what he likes to be called Danny, never had his social debut since their parents died when he was but a year old. Danny himself is pretty awkward and didn't really like meeting other people. In fact he tends to avoid social interaction, in a way he is the ghost of the Wayne family since there are a few rumors about him.
When Bruce went on his journey for his vengeance, Danny although unwilling was also kidnapped for his own journey by a mech like hunter. Chasing and hunting for his pelt in a mirror world of Gotham. It didn't really end there since he ended up going to a lot of doors like portal sending him to places where he more or less gets hunted like sports. In the end he gets his halfa status, meets a lot of beings with high positions greeting him like an old friend.
Really at this point Danny was just tired and confused, like what do you mean beating each other up is as common as saying "hi".
At some point Danny found his way back and Batman found him in an awkward position. Misunderstanding happens and when Danny realizes his brother's other identity, he reflects and comes to a conclusion that he really is too tired.
At first he really worries that his brother is getting into some shady stuff. Who wouldn't? Angsty teenage years, college dropout, and his brother disappeared without a word. Now every time he sees his brother there is always a new bruise or a broken limb.
Danny worries a lot and then he finds out that his brother is Batman...wow
No words there, he hasn't had any real rest since his whole dimensional kidnapping. So he decided that in order to lessen his worries and have that nap that was overdue, he became the Shadow of his brother.
Let Bruce stress out, it's his turn to willingly disappear on him. Visually.
He'll wake up in a decade or so.
...
So did that answer the question.
What makes Batman not human?
Simple it's his shadow that amplifies his whole vibe. Batman feels other worldly because his shadow is just that but no one has connected that yet.
Meanwhile Danny is having the best sleep ever while unconsciously protecting his brother.
Danny comes to possess an amulet like Dorotheaâs. Unfortunately, dragon blood comes from his fathers side of the family and being half ghost and in possession of the magic amulet reignites the dormant dragon blood in him turning him into a very real, very half dead dragon.
Right in front of his family.
Even taking off the amulet doesnât reverse it.
Unfortunately now being both human, ghost and a dragon sets his emotions off which then make his powers go haywire.
Danny fears their reaction and flees into the ghost zone. Only for his powers to get stronger there and for the realms themselves to spit him out into the first dimension that could handle him.
He lands in Gotham, disoriented, lost and afraid. Of course itâs not Gotham unless someone nefarious gets their hands on him.
Months later a new drug hits the market called dragons fury. It enhances a person's magical capabilities and carries a great high but comes with many unpredictable and volatile drawbacks.
Batman and Robin team up with Constantine after finding out that the drug is made with actual dragon's blood. Given the fact that a dragon hasnât been spotted in the world in a few centuries and each one that had is very powerful. It shouldnt be in drug dealers hands, even if itâs just the blood and not an actual dragon.
Batman and John are speaking to Commissioner Gordon one night while Robin(Damien) patrols close by. Damien comes apon a drug deal and goes to intercept when he notices the target drug being exchanged. Unfortunately the dealer in a magic user and knocks Damien out. Instead of being smart and leaving the user takes Damien back to where they are operating thinking they can use him as leverage.
Damien is somewhat awake by the time heâs being dragged inside a forgotten building and the arguing about what to do with him begins. He canât get his body to move just yet due to what the magic user used on him and heâs only barely starting to get his feeling back when the group decides what to do with him.
They decided to feed him to the dragon. Confirming the existence of an actual dragon.
Damien is tossed into a concrete cell in the basement of the building. Itâs dark and he canât move to turn on night vision in his mask. yet he can just make out the shape of the walls and the door and the man standing in the way of the dim light coming from the hall behind him. Shadows cover the manâs face obscuring his identity.
The dark and shadows donât conceal the sound of snapping leather or deep bellowing growls. The sound like a crocodile bellowing mixed with the vicious snarl of a big predatory cat.
From the ceiling drops a dark mass. Body fluid yet coiled and stiff, ready to snap and attack. Not at the prone body laying behind it but the much larger one standing at the door. Teeth barred and poised to attack. Leathery wings spread as far as they could in the tiny cell.
The door slams shut when the long and fluid body lunges. Leaving the beast to slam its weight against it, clawing and snarling before settling with a snort of air. Folding its large wings behind its long body.
Itâs hard to see now with the room in almost complete darkness. Light coming through the cracks between the door and its clawed at and scratched frame. That darkness does nothing to hide when the animal turns its attention to Damien.
Wide, toxic green eyes with vertical pupils land on him, if the magic wasnât still freezing him then those dangerous eyes may have.
Its body moves like a ribbon flowing through the wind. Fluid, smooth and elegant. Scales darker than the room are nestled in fur equally as dark, only broken up by a mane of shockingly white fur that trails down its long neck, between alternating shoulder blades and down the dragon's long body, ending in a puff of fur at the end of its whip-like tail.
It stops in front of Damien lowering its narrow head close to his. Cold breath ghosts over him along with strong whiskers.
Dangerously close yet it doesnât attack. Instead the dragon seems to check him over for a moment before settling next to him. Putting itself between Damien and the door.
The dragon wasnât going to attack him it seemed, now all he had to do was wait till he could move so he can escape with his newly acquired friend.
Rumors have it that the Wayne family has a second son. The day Thomas Wayne and Martha Wayne died on that alleyway, they didn't just leave their 8 year old son Bruce Wayne but also their toddler who is no more than 12 months and a half.
The two brothers grew up under the care of Alfred pennyworth, their butler. With the age gap and the recent trauma of his parents death, Bruce grows a bit distant with his baby brother with the goal of vengeance in mind. On the other hand, the younger brother - Daniel Wayne- desperately seeks his brother's attention.
Daniel was a toddler in the care of a nanny while his parents and brother went out that day. He grew up timid and avoided public places, he is mostly in his room on bad days and on good days he wanders around the manor for adventures. The only people he talks comfortably to are Alfred and sometimes his brother when his not in a bad mood. He has the habit of avoiding people like their plague and so at a tender age he had mastered the arts of redirection of the human eye.
Back then Alfred wasn't the only worker in the Wayne Manor, there were multiple people. The Manor has a lot of employees but the only people who got to see the second son are Alfred and the Nanny. Everyone knows there is a second son but no one has seen them, thus Danny has only become a rumor between employees.
Bruce at times would play little pranks of his brother, like that one time at the library he briefly left his 5 year old brother's side when a maid stumbles in to check in on the noise. Danny was frozen in stiff while Bruce was hiding and observing...
The very next day, adding to the rumors that the Wayne Manor is hunted.
The fire grows each time it spreads and soon people start to retire which adds more fire to the rumors that people go missing in the manor because of how fast employees disappear with no explanation.
A lot of employees had reported to have seen a short figure running around dark corners, and sometimes they would feel its piercing eye staring at the back of their head. That they always feel that unsettling chill like they weren't alone when they are doing their work. Sometimes they would hear the grand piano playing one key at a time and when someone checks no one was there. One time a maid had gone crazy because there are always scribbles in random places, she stated the ghost was summoning demons.
Now the head butler, who is Alfred wasn't pleased with the fast rate of retirement of employees but he was also not impressed by the one who caused it.
By the time Danny was a pre-teen there were barely any employees working at the Wayne manor except Alfred. The outside world Knew nothing about the second son of the Wayne family, just that there were faint rumors that by the time Bruce Wayne the play boy came to light the news about Danny became almost non-existent.
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DUDE, THE PROMPT IS JUST⌠CHEFS KISS*** Im not a fan of angst, but like, this can just be the right amount to make it bittersweet and still have a happy end? (This is my delusion. Im a sucker for happy endings, so shush) . So here's my take on the prompt DoM route;
So the idea here is as such;
Danny had ruled the Infinite realms for about three years now, and things.. hasn't really been going smoothly to say the least.
He had frozen the court room as an attempt to run away for a bit of reprieve after a disastrous hearing. He know he would get into trouble for it later. But what are they gonna do about it? challenge him?
He would like to see them try.
He float away aimlessly, without a specific place in mind. But what he didn't expect was to find a newly formed ghost trying to desperately... do something? Danny flew closer.
The new ghost, Robin. seemed to be a teen vigilante who died on the job. and Danny... felt a bit sorry for the kid who was not much younger then him.
Danny and Robin began talking, first was just weekly meetings in between court sessions. Then it became a a daily thing before Robin just became a Constance in Danny's lifeâ well, un life?
The eyeballs tried to object at first, but they soon saw the benefits of making Robin his knight.
Robin's form also slowly morph, from a tiny kid wearing tethered clothes, to a sturdy armor fitting for a royal knight.
The change hadn't been sudden, it was gradual as the years flew by. And by the time the one century mark had arrived.
Danny's knight had disappeared,
There wasn't any indication or anything, he was there at one moment, and just 'POOFED' at the next.
The hell that Danny raise that day was monumental, some of the observers were harmed and even clockwork had to interfere by telling his king that his knight was still there. Just missplaced.
Hearing that, Danny immediately set off, ignoring the warnings everyone close to him shouted, the pain that grew on his head and the weight that dragged him down.
Superman is Danny's honorary older brother DC X DP - Part 3
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The Conversation. P2
âHow did you meet your clone?â
âWhat?â He turned his face to peek back at Danny. âDonât you know that already?â
âIâve heard everyone else's recounting of it. I wanna hear yours.â
Clark felt his tongue go heavy in his mouth, and he returned his sight to the floor. He had tried not to think about it. Not that that had been any successful, his mind kept circling back to it, but he had tried nonetheless. Silence stretched between them and Clark felt ridiculous for not starting to talk. Itâs not like it had really been a big event. Nothing had happened to Clark. All he did was meet a kid.
And still, that small meeting had been the start of Clark's restless anxiety, cold anger, and consuming shame that had weighed on him for over a month now.Â
âHey, if you donât want to talk about it-â
âNo. Um⌠I will, I justâŚâÂ
Clark let out a long breath, and stood to his feet walking slowly to the front wall and eventually laying his back on it to face Danny. He hoped the motion would at least kick his mouth into motion, but the words remained stubbornly trapped.Â
Danny just looked at him patiently, without offering a second out, because thatâs how they talked through things. Because they had agreed long ago that once an out had been denied, offering to drop the subject again would only stress them out.Â
Clark looked back at the window. From this angle he could see the moon. It wasnât a full moon, it was in its waxing gibbous phase. The outside was completely dark at this point, with few lights on like Danny's and Clarks. It was a shame Clark could see the hints of clouds approaching. It would likely start raining soon.Â
He swallowed. âThe league had been keeping an eye on project Cadmus for 32 days.â He started like he did with any other mission debrief in the league, eyes focussed on that moon that was slowly getting hidden by the clouds. It made it easier to talk. âAlmost everything that Lex Luthor is involved in is kept under supervision, since it often develops into plans to harm metahumans.â
âOften you specifically.â Danny added.
Clark nodded. âThat day, a fire at project Cadmus went unchecked in order to prioritize a JLD call about an incident involving Wotan which required full league response.â
âOh, it's rare for Justice Dark to want heavy hitters around enemies with mind control.â
âYeah.â Clark huffed through his nose.Â
It was clear Danny had caught up with his attempt of separating himself, and was trying to make it more conversational by adding his own comments. It was fair game, as Clark did the same when Danny tried to do it, but it was still annoying.
âBatman received the alert that Project Cadmus building had collapsed, and discovered that Robin, Kid Flash, and Aqualad were there. Most of the Justice league was already reunited to deal with Wotan, and Project Cadmus was something we had to check. It was decided that in order to resolve any collateral damage of the collapsed building, deal with anything that would be uncovered, and reprehend the young heroes, everyone available would go to Project Cadmus.â
âSo basically trying to intimidate the kids into behaving using the excuse of the collapsed building.â Danny quipped.
Clark didnât answer this time. In the end all the context hadnât been anything more than more delayment for the actual meeting. He had been doing that a lot lately, delaying and avoiding.Â
âI arrived first. A kid that later would be identified as my clone, stepped forward and he...â He passes his hands through his hair, Every attempt at separating himself fell to the ground when it really came to it. âIt was like looking at a picture of myself as a teen, just a little to the left. And Danny, the kid looked at me with so much yearning, like heâs been waiting all his life to meet me, and thinking about it he probably has.â
âHow did you answer to that?â
âI didnât. I couldn't. Our similarities were eerie and I couldnât tell you what my face did, but I remember my jaw tightening, and the boy's face quickly falling into anger. I missed most of the kids' debriefs after he confirmed he was my clone.â
âOkay⌠what happened after that?â
Clark is still having a hard time grasping how calm Danny remains about it all. If he didnât know all of Dannyâs tales, he would think he was simply holding back his anger.Â
âWell, a building had collapsed, and an illegal project had been uncovered, there wasnât really a lack of ways to excuse myself. So I left the kids to Batman and⌠made sure to give my back to the kids while I discussed things with Wonder Women and Martian Manhunter.â
âSo that you didn't have to interact with the boy or so that you wouldnât have to look at him?â
âBoth⌠I could feel the boy staring at me the whole time, and I tried really hard to pretend I didn't. I was hoping that somehow, someway, I would be able to get through the whole debrief without having to acknowledge him again. But I couldn't keep it up when Martian Manhunter pointed it out, so I went to the kid.âÂ
âAnd I'm guessing that conversation didn't go too well?â
âI tried to think of something to tell him, talk to him like I would with any other kid weâd find involved in illegal business, but, and I know how bad this sounds Danny, but I really couldnât bear to look at him. I managed to briefly tell him the Justice League would figure something for him and ended up scurrying away to the watchtower.â Clark finished lamely.Â
He really felt stupid. Almost 10 minutes hyping himself up to talk about such a small thing, and yet he isn't sure he would do it a second time.Â
âI think you managed it pretty well, actually.â Danny said almost nonchalantly after a couple of seconds.Â
Clark's eyes snapped back to Danny from the window. Danny wasnât looking back at Clark, eyes stuck somewhere in front of him in a thoughtful frown.Â
âWhat?â
âI mean, it's not like you screamed at the kid or attacked him. You even let him know he wouldn't be left to fend for himself.â His eyes drifted to look up at Clark.
âYouâre giving me too much credit.â Clark said, feeling a bit numb. âI just threw him at the Justice League and then kept avoiding the boy from then on.âÂ
Clark had heard the complaint a thousand times, from Bruce, from Diana, from Arthur, from Barry, even from Dick that one time the kid came to visit for the first time after their Young Justice group was created.Â
âIâm not saying the boy doesnât deserve better Clark, or that you managed it perfectly, just that it could have been worse.â
Clark kept staring at Danny âI may not know how things were for Ellie and you, but I wonât believe you if you tell me you reacted worse Danny. Ellie has said that the day she met you was a pretty fun one before.â
Danny made an exasperated grunt. âCan you stop searching for a correct way to react in my own story? The circumstances in which we met our clones were completely different, Clark.â
Clark frowned. âI donât think different circumstances would affect that much-â
âI didn't know Ellie was my clone when I met her.â Danny deadpanned, making Clark pause. âEllie appeared in my room one afternoon claiming to be my third cousin once removed, and that she had run away from home. My parents said Vlad found her roaming around and had already talked to her father, supposedly a cousin my dad hadnât met.â
âAnd they⌠believed him?â
Danny shrugged, âYou know how even to this day my dad trusts anything Vlad says unconditionally.â
Clark sighted. âRight.â He had a lot of problems with Dannyâs parents and wished he had cut them off from his life completely but⌠that wasnât Clark's choice to make. Theyâve had a few fights about that. âSo Ellie just pretended to be your cousin and you werenât suspicious about it?â
âOh, I was a thousand percent suspicious⌠and worried, but not about her being my cousin." Danny peeked up at the portrait for a minute, then look down at where his hand started playing with his sleeve, searching for words. "My dadâs side of the family has always liked to joke that their genes were the strongest, and with her being a girl and four years younger, I didnât immediately suspect clones. Not sure I would have suspected clones even if she had been my same gender and age, that simply was not within the realms of possibilities for me.â
âThen what were you suspicious of?â Clark asked with a frown.
âI honestly didnât know, just that she may be up to something shady? Maybe getting something out of my parents lab? I didnât think it could be more than that, she was ten, and as far as I knew at that point, just a normal little kid. But Vlad was the one that vouched for her, and that man wasnât beneath using little kids.âÂ
Danny brought his legs up to hug them and glared at the floor. It was the first time he had shown the conversation was difficult for him as well, not just because words were hard, but because the subject hurt, and Clark felt bad about opening old scars.Â
He opened his mouth to tell Danny that it wasnât necessary to talk about it if he didnât want to, that he could figure out this whole cloning situation without making Danny unearth memories heâd long buried, but before he could, Danny slightly raised a hand with one finger up, asking him to just wait him up.
Dannyâs comment about him and Ellie never really dwelling on their own experiences lingered in Clarkâs mind. It made Clark wonder whether Danny had ever had the chance to tell his cloning story to someone who would listen patiently. Whether he had carried this alone for years, and whether this was the first time he had spoken about it at all.
Sure, Jazz had helped Ellie and Danny sort out boundaries and communication, but that didnât mean theyâd ever talked about the experience itself. It was a pattern heâd noticed often with the Phantom Team: They rarely really talk about the things that have happened. It wasnât really necessary when everyone was present enough to know the gist of it, present enough to make inside jokes about it, so why talk it out?
Clark had become an outside person Danny could talk to about his hero work, just like Danny had been for him, but they never really dwelled on the past either, did they? Just on the new things that happened. And maybe, opening up about this was not only for Clark's sake, but for Dannyâs too.
By the time Danny started talking again, the first droplets were falling against their window, moon and stars fully covered by dark clouds.
âI kept trying to find evidence that Vlad was using her for something, but I thought I had found it all when the second week of her staying with us Ellie transformed to help during one of my battles with the new ghosts that were appearing. To say I was absolutely horrified would be an understatement.âÂ
â...You thought Vlad had killed her.â
Danny nodded slowly, glaring harder at the floor. âAnd Ellie leaned into it. Made up some story about Vlad offering shelter, that turning into her getting invited into the lab, and Vlad killing her with the portal. According to Ellie, the man found out it wasnât enough to have any halfa because he wanted me specifically. She managed to escape and get to their home, and to cover his tracks Vlad made up the whole thing with her parents.â
Clark stared at Danny appalled. He knew how sensitive death was for Danny, how important it was for him. It was hard to imagine the Ellie that he knew would make up a death story to⌠cover her origins? Especially as a neverborn. Clark will not pretend to understand the intricacies of the infinite realm's culture, but he knows that death-borns find it extremely offensive for neverborn to speak freely about the experience of death, something most neverborns are conscient about.
Danny peeked up at Clark from the floor after a moment of silence, and Clarkâs face must be reflecting just how he feels, as Danny huffs a humorless laugh.
âYeah, even to this day I still get mad thinking about how she made that all up, but she didnât exactly understand the depths of what she was saying, and has apologized for that since.â
âThatâs goodâŚâ He said, still feeling uncomfortable with the idea Ellie had done that. âBut then when did you find out about her being your clone?â
âIâm going there.â He said, rolling his eyes at Clark's impatience. âAfter that ârevealâ I became extremely protective of Ellie, and she kept integrating in our lives. She met my friends, sometimes sneaked into school, went with us to Nasty Burger and sometimes fought ghosts with me. It wasnât until a month later that Vlad attacked us and this âperfectâ routine fell to the ground.â
âDid he try to take Ellie back?âÂ
Danny shook his head. âHe came with the objective of capturing me. By that point I completely trusted Ellie to fight beside me, so I didnât see it coming when she blasted me in the back.â
âShe did what?â Clark exclaimed.
âIt turned out that had been the plan all along, Ellie had been gaining my trust to be able to easily capture me.â Danny shrugged like Ellie betraying him wasnât a big deal. Like being blasted by someone you were becoming close to wasn't a big deal.
He hated how easily Danny accepted that loved ones could attack him, another thing Jack and Maddie had accustomed him to. He resisted the urge of redirecting the conversation into addressing that, it would be an easy scape from the whole clone thing... something Clark still desperately wanted to drop, but that wouldn't be fair for Danny.
âSo it was then that you discovered she was your clone?âÂ
âI mean, not during that battle, no. Vlad revealed it while I was trapped in one of his restraint inventions. You know, during his great villain monologue. Not only was it revealed that Ellie was my clone, but that pretty much all of the ânewâ ghosts that had been attacking those months were failed attempts at cloning me.â
Clark shifted uncomfortably. Attempts at cloning. He hadnât thought about that yet. Cloning couldnât be easy. How many attempts were made before the "successful" clone he met was achieved? He shook the thought out of his head to focus back on Dannyâs story.Â
âSo how did you react then? To the whole clone revelation?â
âWell, I told Vlad he was a crazed up fruitloop, but I didnât exactly have the time to have much of a reaction besides that before Vlad knocked me out againâÂ
âSo you didnât say anything to Ellie?â
âShe wasnât around for the great reveal, andâŚâ Danny munched on his words for a moment, and then sighted. âLook, I donât want to get into detail, but a lot happened that day, there wasnât really time to actually process the clone thing. I did what all heroes do when experiencing traumatic things but still having to be a hero.â
âPlaced it in a mental box to deal with later?" Danny nodded. "You were too busy with Vlad to actually have a reaction about the clones.â Clark said, realizing what Danny meant with how different their circumstances were.
âYep," Danny said popping the p. "By the end of the day Ellie accepted Vlad didnât care about her, and we both escaped with my friend's help, but once we were back home we didnât really talk things out, Ellie said she needed space and told my parents she was ready to return home.â
Clark frowned. âWait. If she didnât stay with you, and wouldnât go back with Vlad, where did she go? Didnât you say she was 10 at the time?â
Danny nodded and grimaced. âShe basically wandered from city to city as a street kid, and if Iâm honest to you Clark, I didnât really question it until the second time she came back around, when I gave her a way to communicate and Sam made me the enormous flavour of using her funds to sustain her while I got my own.â
âHow long did Ellie wonder alone before that happened?â Clark questioned worriedly.
He hated the image of 10 year old Ellie fending for herself in the streets. Ellie had moved into his apartment not long after Danny did. He had assumed she had been living with Danny's parents up till then... He had assumed a lot of things about his siblings past.
If Ellie was used to roaming the world by herself from such a young age, it made sense she decided to pick up the travelling once more the moment she turned 18.
âAlmost three months, and I know it isnât great to have a 10 year old out and about. Trust me, Iâm not proud of that.â Danny said resigned with the past he couldnât change.
Clark quickly shook his head, he hadnât meant for it to be accusatory. âYou were a child, there wasnât much-â
âI know. It doesnât change that I wished it had been different.â Danny said calmly. âBut you see how we had completely different circumstances now donât you? You canât base your reaction on mine Clark. You didnât know this boy before discovering he was your clone, you have no relation with him other than the fact he has your genetic material, and you didnât have some big fight happening that allowed you to just pack everything in a box while you worked together with him to get out of the situation.â
âI⌠Okay, yeah, you're right. I can see how our circumstances would give us space for different reactionsâÂ
Clark sighted. It was uncomfortable to have how different it went for the both of them placed so plainly in front of him. In a way he was thinking of Danny and Ellie as a clear marking about how it all should go. He isnât sure how he thought that, when he basically didnât know anything about how they constructed their present relationship as siblings.Â
Clark looked back at the window. The rain was still going strong and Clark let his mind get lost in the sound of water falling. He knew there was a lot of his story that Danny wasnât telling him, but Clark wasnât about to dig for more than Danny was willing to share. He was not interviewing Danny, this was just a conversation between siblings.Â
It was also apparent that Danny wasnât going to judge his reaction to his clone, even more willing to excuse it than Clark himself. After months of anxious fear for Dannyâs reaction the real conversation was relieving but it also left Clark feeling somewhat numb, and he wasnât sure where to take the conversation from there.Â
He actually wished they could drop it there, and with the silence growing, he actually thought Danny had decided the same. Except, when he turned to look at his little brother, he realized Danny was just waiting him out.
Okay so another dpxdc, Danny is Bruceâs younger cousin. Through Maddie, on his motherâs side. Heâs about 5 years younger than Bruce, so Bruce had just left on his training montage journey when Danny went in the portal. Technically, Phantom ends up being on of the first vigilantes on the scene.
Years later, Danny, ID untold to everyone but his team, Jazz, and Valerie, figures he should reconnect with family, since he went awol for a while doing ghost duty stuff.
He quite literally drops in at Bruceâs house, and wow yeah now he remembers why Vladâs flaunting paired with his horrible taste in everything always had him unimpressed, besides the obvious of course. And Bruce has adopted a kid. Huh. Feisty little guy.
Danny does try to keep in more contact after that, but still ends up dropping in sporadically throughout the years.
Featuring: At one point after Jason gets back from the League, Danny just straight up grabs him and dips. He never actually met Jason when he was living with Bruce, so he doesnât even realize that a) this is his, theyâre going with the term nephew. And b) that Bruce is now looking for his un-dead estrangled son. Danny is going to get this strangely not-dead child some medical attention.
With treatment and explanations actually going strangely smoothly, and Jason set up for actually scheduled doctor appointments, Danny takes him back to the mortal world and offers to take him all the way home. Jason accepts, and Danny is faced with the realization that he kidnapped his nephew when he watches invisibly as Jason walks up to his cousinâs house and immediately gets tackled by a sobbing Dick and Bruceâs newest kid Tim.
Later on in the plot, Bruce does end up going through time and Tim gets estrangled from the family and goes searching for him. Heâs midway through his plan when his Uncle Danny shows up by literally picking him up by his jacket, and they both end up staring at each other directly outside of the League of Assassinsâ base, Tim breaking out and Danny breaking in.
Technically, Tim is the first one to find out who Danny is. Jason knows that heâs half-ghost and all that, but Tim is the one that gets to go collect the Infini-Map from the yetis and go on a jaunt through time and space to find Bruce, so heâs the only one so far that puts together that Danny is a strangely big deal in the infinite realms.
DP x DC Prompt (picked up AC Black Flag, the sea shanties inspired me for this one)
The entire DC world knows of the historical figure known as Captain Nightingale. The youngest pirate captain to ever live, as the stories tell that he was just a teenager when he began to earn the respect of adult piretes with his combat skills and his magic. Captain Nightingale had the largest navy to exist during the time of his reign.
Captain Nightingale was a boy who had pure white hair and tanned skin. His pirate outfit was mostly black with white accents and an amulet around his neck that is said to guide him to whatever he desires, yet the hear didn't seem to bother him. And he remained looking like a teenage boy for decades before he just vanished, leaving his ship, his sword, his outfit, and his amulet behind.
The "artifacts" of Captain Nightingale's reign have been scattered in the modern era of the DC world. Ra's Al Ghul has the entire outfit of Captain Nightingale, Ra's Al Ghul himself, has lost many times to the young Captain after it was decided that the pirate Captain would become a problem to them. Lex Luthor is the current owner of Captain Nightingale's ship, having used all of his devious methods to obtain it. Selina Kyle had stolen Captain Nightingale's amulet from a museum across the seas before arriving in Gotham. The Wayne family has the Sword of Captain Nightingale, as it is rumored that the Wayne's of that time were somehow part of Captain Nightingale's crew.
Danny, sent to the DC world on a vacation because of overworking himself on his Ghost King duties, learns about his other vacation as a Pirate Captain through a Lex Luthor funded tour about his ship, the Sagittarius, on display like a trophy.
Danny debates whether he should rally his crew again or remain a normal person. His debate is interrupted by a sticky note appearing on his forehead that reads:
"Try not to kill anyone, My King
C.W."
It looks like Captain Nightingale is going to make a dramatic reappearance into the living world after all.
The Justice League is looking for a mysterious thief that has been stealing the artifacts of Captain Nightingale. They learned of the artifacts going missing through Batman, as Catwoman complained to him about the Amulet of the Pirate Captain she stole was now stolen from her. Then Batman learned from Talia that the outfit of Captain Nightingale was stolen from her father's personal treasury. The sword of Captain Nightingale was just recently stolen from Wayne Manor, and only the ship remains, which Lex Luthor us doing all he can to prevent it from being taken.
The Justice League needs to catch this thief to stop them, as they learned from Constantine that the artifacts could be used in a ritual due to their strong magical affinities.
The Justice League had rushed to Lex Luthor's museum, where they caught the "thief" in the act of stealing the ship of Captain Nightingale. A teenage boy wearing the outfit, which looks to be a perfect fit, of the Captain, sword hanging off the hip of the "thief," and the Amulet glowing brightly while hanging off the neck of the "thief." But it's when the "thief" turns around to face them as he's climbing the ships side that shocks them. It's the spitting image of Captain Nightingale that looks at them.
"Ahoy there, landlubbers! I am ashamed that my personal property has been kept as far apart from each other for so long. Didn't none of you respect others' property?"
The ship began to float as the boy got closer to the steering wheel of the ship.
"I've come to teach you all a lesson for disrespecting the dead, but I won't be doing it alone"
The boy had grabbed the sword from his hip and raised it high.
"Rise from the grave, me hearties!"
The ship of Captain Nightingale began to be filled with undead pirates, all looking at the Justice League. Then, right before the ship had flown away, they all heard the boy, no, Captain Nightingale himself, say:
"It is time to set sail once again! Prepare for the return of Captain Nightingale!"
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Danny Fenton is able to see ghosts, at this point its become second nature to see them, and also seeing them and ignoring them when he wasn't around people who knew his secrets.
When his parents got invited into Gotham and they took him with them, he hadn't expected anything exciting. Sure Gotham was known to be crime central, and had several psychos on their own, but it was mostly humans.
There shouldn't have been that many ghosts in Gotham, it was quite far from the nearest gate into the ghost zone. So how was there this many around the same family?
They were clinging to them, like they were trying to claw away at their skin and get inside, wailing lowly while floating around them.
The worst of them was the famous airhead Bruce Wayne. The shadows clung to him, and the ghosts the most vicious, they would wail whenever he laughed, claw at him when he joked and keen when he smiled.
The others weren't much better, the ghosts hovered around them, shifted sometimes from one to the other sibling, but would cry, keen, wail and scream when they moved effortlessly in the crowd around them.
The shadows clung most to the previously pronounced dead second oldest. There was almost a green hazy hugging his entire body, but it felt terribly angry.
The same with the youngest, newest member and only biological son, Damian Wayne. The ghosts around him didn't cling helplessly, they looked like they were trying to slice open his skin with their bare hands and they felt so so angry.
The others were much the same, the ones with the most, the middle children, Timothy Drake and Cassandra Cain. The ghosts weren't as angry, but instead sad and grieving.
The oldest child, Richard Grayson's ghosts were quiet, crying and keening silently while they clutched onto the shadows of his being. Like they were calling out to him, becoming distressed when he couldn't preserve them.
The only ones with basically none, was the new ward of the family Duke Thomas, and the known family friends Barbara Gordon and Stephanie Brown. The shadows were dark, the least with Duke and Stephanie, but the ghosts still lingered.
How was this family still able to laugh this easily. Even normal people should be able to feel this level of vengeful energy. It should feel like the world was pushing in on them, the body turning lethargic even after hours of rest and one's emotions will turn more volatile.
"Danny, you alright?" His father's sudden question brought him back. He tore his eyes away from the family at the center of attention.
"Yea, I'm just gonna go find some more finger food."
He slowly began weaving his way through the room.
there was no way he could just leave them like this, either they were bad guys that needed a good beating, or something horrible was going to happen sooner or later.
Idk, whatever it is, its long, I got carried away.
Danny has lived through many earth cycles(meaning Earth dies off and reforms over and over again). Because he's a halfa, he has to interact with the living world to some extent, meaning hes experienced every single Earth since his own.
In this new Earth, Danny stumbles upon Crime Alley, and buys a big building near the cemetery, and starts fixing it up, just so he has something to do.
During a really bad storm, two street kids are able to sneak in through an unfixed window to escape the rain, only to jump when they realize the building's owner is also in the building. They don't recognize him, and get really nervous, but before they can run, Danny starts fretting over them, pulling towels, and blankets out of his pocket dimension*. The children stand petrified as Danny flies over them, using the towels to dry them off before wrapping them in the blankets and picking them up. Danny moves them further into the building where its safer and further from the windows. He apologizes about not having clothes for them, but he could aquire some if they wanted to. As hes rambling at them he gathers some food and plops it in their laps, its mostly prepackaged stuff. The children are suspicious, but they're not going to turn down warmth and free food. After eating Danny encourages them to sleep, one kid sleeps while the other stays up to make sure nothing bad happens, and after a few hours they switch off. Danny is unbothered by this, and falls asleep in the opposite corner, unphased by the cold. The next morning, the storm has passed, Danny feeds the kids again, and the kids leave.
News travels fast, especially among the street kids, and some kids decide to check out the rumors, some sneaking into the building, others just knocking on the door. Danny always happily welcomes them in, and feeds them, offering them clothes or shoes or jackets or medical supplies/treatment, whatever they need, he gave one girl a kitten plush just because she had called it cute. A few kids test him, they'll break something to see if Danny would get mad, or ask if he wants payment, or they offer him this substance or that. Danny, they quickly find out, is really expressive and easy to read. If they break something, he just laughs about it and makes sure they didn't get hurt before he starts fixing it. But when they offer him payment, or substances, his face just falls, his brows scrunch, and his lips dip like they just shot his puppy, and he very firmly tells them no, his "payment" is them having at least having one form of comfort, be it food, or just a place to get out the rain. And well, the kids believe him.
Danny's building becomes one of their safe havens, if they get hurt or cant find or buy food, they go to him. Once Danny gets the doors and windows all replaced, and get some rooms set up, he even starts letting kids crash there, some kids have to bunch together, since the building isn't finished, but at least they all have a bed. Danny even starts to keeps coloring books and toys around, and even keeps menstrual products in stock in case they're needed.
Most kids don't stay for long, couple hours to a few nights, but some kids, especially the very young ones, have more or less moves into Danny's building, spending most if not all their time there, and Danny just doesn't care, he welcomes them with open arms.
A lot of the time, Danny is working on the building, trying to fix up the other floors to add more bedrooms, but hes also in the kitchen a lot. Once he got the kitchen working, he started cooking actual meals, he still kept prepackaged stuff to send off with the kids or as snacks, but he also made a lot of yummy soups and stews, and pastas, somehow he made veggitables taste good without having to hide them! When he wasing cooking or fixing, he was with the kids, playing games of pretend or patching up injuries, or sewing up torn seems. He very freely used his powers, and would happily fly the kids around, making them giggle loudly, or he'd make ice sculptures of whatever the children wanted, and the ice never melted. If anyone needed him, he'd drop whatever he was doing to go to them, all with a kind smile on his face. It was a feeling none of the children had felt in a long time, if at all, being able to rely on an adult who wanted nothing in return other than their happiness.
Its not that the children didn't think Danny was dangerous, they knew he could be, they'd seen it a few times. The most memorable was when a no name gang was trying to make a name for themselves and tried to break into the building. The children all huddled away from the door, or had run upstairs to hide. At first, Danny tried to talk the men down and convince them to leave, but that obviously didn't work and one of the men pointed a gun at the children. Danny had gone very still, and the room dropped in temperature, Danny's smile, always so warm, contorted into something sinister as his black hair flashed white, and blue eyes slited green. A low growl rumbled, and before the men could react, Danny punched the nearest one in the face, spitting and hissing and crackling as the lights flashed and flickered over head. The men shivered and cowered away, trying to shoot at him, but even as the bullets hit their target, Danny didn't even flinch, until he finally threw the men, a tangle of limbs and blood and stuttered pleas, out of the building with a final horrible screech, followed by the door slamming. Just as fast as the white hair, twisted smile, and green eyes appeared, they faded back into black and blue. Danny turned towards the kids, guilt and worry on his face as he started to apologize if he scared them, but before he could even finish, the kids ran towards him, saying he was so cool, almost as cool as Red Hood!
So yes, they knew, Danny could be scary, but he'd only ever been scary to protect them. That's why the kids made a vow never to mention him to any of the Bats or Birds. Danny was obviously a meta or maybe even from another planet, he was something, but he was good, kind, and he didn't need the Bats or Birds breathing down his neck. There was still a debate going if Red Hood should be told, but it was unanimously decided that no one else could know.
Or: Danny, who has been half alive for Eons at this point, decides to spend some of this Earth cycle refurbishing a random building just as something to do. But the area that building resides in is in crime alley and some kids hide in his building from time to time. He ends up helping the kids until all the street kids decide Danny is good for supplies/a place to sleep. As the building gets more and more complete some of the younger kids, decide to stay with Danny Full/Most of the time. Because Danny is like the only good thing in Crime Alley they kids don't want to tell any of the Bats or Birds because they think they'll scare him away.
*Because Danny has been half alive for literal Eons he just openly uses his powers at this point and doesn't care who sees
*Danny has a bunch of random useful and useless skills because hes been half alive for Eons and had plenty of time to learn
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