DCxDP fanfic Idea: Silver Tounge Snake

Damian has a brother, except said brother wasn't trained for combat operations. He was trained in the administration positions needed to keep the empire Ra's built functioning.

In essence, Damian was trained to rule, and Daniel was taught to manage the estate. This does not mean Daniel can't fight because Ra would never have a regular civilian lurking around; he just wasn't physically trained as harshly.

While Damian was climbing a mountain with a broken arm at five years old, Daniel was handed account logs of failing businesses that he needed to get out of the red or else at the same age. While Damian was slashing opponents, Daniel was told to sniff out the planted traitors in the staff.

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You shouldn't summon a Ghost King

Danny had felt the weird tug to the entirety of himself and instantly knew he was finally actually getting summoned for the first time. 

He'd winced through the whole process, knowing he should have listened to Clockwork and changed the requirements now that he was Ghost King... but even though Clockwork had seemed pretty serious about it, it just... kept slipping Danny's mind. 
Listen, it's not that he didn't want to! executive dysfunction is a bitch alright, and it sounded like boring ghost paper work.

And it's been like... months now, maybe even a full year, maybe even longer.
People don't really summon the Ghost King apparently, and Danny has been busy! He has school, he's trying really hard to get his grades back up.
At some point he just completely forgot about it. 

He's really regretting not taking it as seriously as he probably should have now that he's randomly on top of a skyscraper in some massive city he doesn't recognise.
And the city is... for a lack of better words, on fire. 

He can feel the suffering he can hear the screams, there is pain, chaos and fear all around him. Like a physical force pressing down on him.

The sickening part of it all is that he feels stronger than ever like someone injected him with 50 energy drinks directly into his veins but at the same time his stomach is recoiling violently, extreme jitters but not in a good way, absolutely nauseous. 

He's not really listening to whatever is going on directly around him on that roof, that's all far in the distance somehow, maybe he's disociating, maybe something else other ghost thing is going on, but Danny is just floating there in full king regalia. 

All he cares about it is snatching the weird creepy looking grimoire and getting some answers. 

And answers he gets because its very clearly stated in there that the Ghost King (Pariah Dark) wants a tribute to himself.
Whomever deigns to summon him must prove willingness to his cause. Aka the whole conquering and genocide and tyranny thing. 

Over five hundred deaths would probably do but over a thousand was preferred, even more was obviously even better. That would show dedication and earn favour and- blah blah blah. 

Danny thinks he's going to throw up. 

It doesn't help that that's when the heroes show up and Danny is very clearly the big bad in this scenario even if it was completely unintentional.

Maybe they'll let him explain? Oh shit, that one looks so upset they're crying- maybe he can just go invisible instead...

This might be the worst night of his life. 

When Billy was given powers, the clause "Protect the magical world" came with them. Billy's young brain came to the conclusion that it was necessary to protect not only magical animals, but also the magicians themselves. After all, they often face discrimination because of their magic from people who do not have it. Therefore, instead of hiding the status of the Champion of Magic, Billy openly tells the magicians about it and does everything possible so that they do not run away in fear.

This is how the wizards learn about Billy Batson, a nine-year-old orphan who was chosen for such a responsible position. There was much outrage and protest, but no one could go against the choice of Shazam. Billy did a good job of making the wizards who did not believe in him believe in him and his right to be Champion.

The non-magical heroes don't know that there's a child hiding behind the Marvel mask and that Captain Marvel is actually the Champion of Magic. And every time they see the Captain interacting with a magician, they compare them as a father and son. And the fact that the magicians act like naughty kids doesn't help at all. The heroes' heads are still fresh with the incident when Captain Marvel scolded John Constantine for another lost part of his soul. At the same time, the Briton looked like a child who believed that he was being unfairly accused of something he clearly did. He even pouted like a child and stubbornly did not look at Marvel!

So yeah, everyone thought that the good-hearted Marvel had taken these magicians under his wing, who definitely needed some kind of control.

The Justice League originally got a ton of emergency calls and emails from Amity Park: a town that doesn't currently exist on any sort of database, record set, and can't be traced at all. So the JL decides to ignore them.

This turns out to be a bad decision because now the calls and emails (including personal contact info) turned into a never ending, untraceable virus of a white haired teenagers parody of Rick Astleys Never Gonna Give You Up.