This was the second scene I did for the RePhanimated project!! This one was super fun to work on, haha :D

Younger Years Pt. 9

Masterlist

Robin was silent as he moved in sync with Batman and Orphan as they jumped from rooftop to rooftop. His chest simmered with anticipation the closer they got to tonight's targets. It had taken almost everyone to stop him from leaving the cave when the location had been confirmed. The only thing that truly stopped him in the end though was information, information on who took his brother just earlier today. 

Younger Years Pt. 8

Masterlist

“I can’t believe you stopped me from running after Danyal, Father! I pray that you do not regret that decision later on for that could have been our one chance to get Danyal!” Damian growled out as he marched into the manor. 

Bruce gave a great sigh as he followed his youngest inside, “Damian, I know you think that you saw Danyal, but we need to confirm what actually happened." 

Younger Years Pt. 7

Masterlist

Danny was really starting to regret wanting Sam and Tucker to come with him to Gotham as he stands in front of the planetarium’s dedication plaque. The words themselves almost feel as if they are mocking him; opening old wounds once thought healed. 

“To the one who told me that all I needed to do was look towards the stars to find him. — Damian Wayne” 

Younger Years Pt. 6

Masterlist

Danyal keeps to the shadows as he enters the town. He doesn't know where he is or if anyone that could recognize him is here. The last thing he needs right now is for Grandfather to know his location; or Damian. Which is not a thought he would ever think of. While the two of them certainly had their differences, Danyal never thought they would end like this. He should have though he realizes; their story was only ever going to end with a tragedy.

Younger Years Pt. 5

Masterlist

The two boys walk shoulder to shoulder with completely silent steps as they follow their Grandfather down the long empty corridor. While doing so Damian takes a chance to steal a glance at his brother beside him. He knows Danyal and Grandfather's relationship is unsteady at times what with his brother always asking questions. It is something that even he has had to scold Danyal for; to not question what Grandfather is telling them to do. 

Younger Years Pt. 4

Masterlist

Explaining to them what Talia had said did not make the situation any better. While her information had been helpful it wasn’t nearly enough to calm the storm that raged in them. If anything caused the winds to roar even stronger. They had to know what happened in that room, and the only one that knew was currently 6 years old. Which meant everyone would just have to wait; something this family was never good at especially when it came to personal matters. 

Younger Years Pt. 2

Part 1

If anyone were to ask how he reacted when Damian jumped from the bed to attack him, Dick would say that he reacted exactly as a vigilante who’s been on the job for years now would. Ask anyone else who was there to witness it though and you’d get a much different story of events. 

Younger Years

No one was prepared for the event that occurred a mere hours ago. Nightwing and Robin had been investigating an unknown target that had recently been causing trouble near the docks. There wasn't supposed to be an altercation, but when the person of interest showed up they weren't going to just let him walk away. 

This target had a trick up his sleeve though; literally. The moment he was cornered by the two vigilantes he had thrown a magical blast at Robin that managed to hit him square in the chest. By the time Nightwing had reached his side it was already too late and the magician had used that as his way to sneak away. 

There has been a series of murders across the country. Each death was varied and self-inflicted. At first, they all seemed like suicide but each had a strange range of symptoms before death.

Sudden paranoia, incoherent mumbling, screaming or yelling, going in and out of their homes sporadically, random fixations, and finally self-harm.

The victims were teachers, parents, businessmen, truckers, and even a crime novelist. All unrelated and in different states.

Each victim didn't seem to have a connection until an investigation discovered that each one had been an active serial killer. The body counts ranged from as little as 5 to as much as 23. The killer was named the Serial Serial Killer which wasn't creative but it was catchy. Some called them the Angel of Vengeance but most thought it was cringy and overdramatic. Many people didn't want them to be caught but others hotly debated letting a killer dispense justice when their crusade could easily turn into them killing people for innocuous things.

The police were still questioning whether this killer even existed. One thing was clear, there was a trail and it led straight to Gotham. A goldmine for them. Naturally, Batman had gotten a hold on the case and began an investigation.

The biggest question was how the killer found their victims and how they knew that they were killers.

The answer was obvious. They didn't need to figure it out. They just needed to wait. Why just in the effort to investigate when a serial killer tries to convince you to leave with them? So bars are the obvious place. But that's shaky at best since there is a period of torment that takes place that allows the victims to return home. The killer doesn't care if the victims could call the police, perhaps because they know their victim won't.

Bruce started to build a profile. He saw a pattern here. Each of the victims had a preference for their victims as well. They targeted young people, mainly boys. Odds are the Serial Serial Killer matched that description or age range. So bars weren't the hunting ground. So parks were more likely to go unnoticed and boys tended to hang out there longer after dark.

The killer was more than likely a victim himself so he may have a few scars but probably not noticeable enough that his would-be assailants would be turned off. There is no ignoring the predatory nature of the victims. Each killed children for gratification in some form. It's not that the boy is attractive but he probably has traits that the victims found attractive in children. So babyfaced, short, native, and polite.

There was much else Bruce could get. There was nothing concrete and he still didn't understand the method that was used. So far this was guesswork.

It wasn't until a few weeks later while he tracking another killer that he found his answer.

Dr.Kinder a Biologist by day and a killer who experiments on his victims at night had picked up a promising new lab rat a week ago. He had intended to slowly dissect the boy. He had gotten so used to the screams he stopped using anesthetics besides he wanted to see how the fear response caused the organs to shift.

To his surprise the boy didn't fight, in fact he seemed to jump to the table and say he didn't need restraints. Disturbing. But he was restrained anyways.

As the doctor cut him open the boy didn't react, only humming to himself as he watched the doctor.

"What are you hoping to find?" He asked. "I'm getting bored and this bearly hurts."

The boy annoyingly never stopped talking and never missed a chance to ruin the moment. There were never any screams or cries but incessant talking.

Dr.Kinder found the boy disturbing so he simply took an axe and chopped the boy into pieces. Not once did he make a sound. The doctor thought it was over but the next day the boy was back. He sat on the autopsy table kicking his feet in nothing but his bare skin.

"What the hell are you?" The doctor gasped in horror.

"I'm bored. Play with me again." The boy purred.

Bile crawled up his throat as the doctor restained this...thing again.

This time the boy spoke differently.

"You cut me up last time. Did you do that to the last boy. After you...you know." A sick grin spread across his cheeks.

The doctor cut open his neck this time and let him bleed out.

Everyday he came back and every day the doctor killed him until the time between his death got shorter and shorter. The days began to blur and he had no idea how long he had been doing this. But that thing kept talkimg to him.

Dr.Kinder stared down at his desk at the papers trying to think of anything but-

"I wonder what people would think about what you've done. You're a disgusting and depraved man doctor. Look at what you've done to me." The sing-song voice of that demon called out.

He could feel those blood-soaked arms wrapped around his neck.

He flinch as he pushed the thing away.

"Oh, are you going to beat me or stab me this time? Ooo, or are you going to put me through the woodchipper again?" The demon asked as the doctor wrapped his hands around his throat.

He just kept squeezing until the boy went limp. It never ends. The blood never goes away. It covered every surface of the room. Dripping, conjugating, and spreading into every corner. Whenever he turned his head he could see body parts spread across the room in the pools of blood he could they the faces of the others that he had killed. Each face wretched in agony.

"You hold on better than the others. I've been eaten, torched, and disemboweled before but after coming back a few times they usually end it after a few words. But every time they don't feel guilt. They just don't want to face consequences." The boy said. "Do you even remember my name? The one I told you when you picked me up on the side of the road or was I just another body to use and discard? I used the name of your first victim. I hoped you'd notice."

The doctor knew he couldn't kill the boy but he could end himself. He had tried it once but just like the kid he came back without a scratch.

"Not yet. This is your life now. Come on, let's taste death together. Again and again and again and again and-" he repeated over and over.

This was hell. This was his hell.

But it came to an end eventually. Dr.Kinder put an end to himself in a gruesome display.

Batman had only caught the tail end as he faced a young boy standing an a pool of blood.

****

"Yeah, that thing is like a worse version of a revenant. Doesn't really have a name yet to describe it. It's undead for sure. You kill it and it just comes back." Constantine said "Why did you bring it here?"

After a long bath and some new clothes, the kid looked normal as played on a phone given to him.

"Look, I didn't know what else to do." Bruce explained.

"You leave it alone!" Constantine said exasperated "Look they are harmless to anything they don't bear a grudge towards. Think of it as a force of nature." Constantine said.

"I just want to know how to stop him." Bruce said.

"Well you can't kill it but you can't bring him back entirely. You can just soothe it 'till it stops targeting its victims. It must have died pretty gruesomely to go to these lengths. You need to find where it died and lay it to rest. Properly." Constantine sighed knowing that appeasing this soul would be more than just difficult.

"Danny, come on. Let's go." Bruced said putting a hand on the boy's head as Danny stood up to leave.

"Okay. Bye!" Danny waved to Constantine.

Okay, hear me out!! VLAD!

Vlad has always been able to do nasty things to satiate his obsessions and wants, he tried kidnapping and trapping Danny and Maddie. Hell, he cloned Danny and tortured him in the process! It is canon that he willingly risked earth in the finale in order to get what he wants. And he wants Maddie more than anything.

But he can't have her...not in the traditional way... but then here comes Danny.

Danny, who grows to look like his mom more and more everyday. He gets her height, her lithe form, her sarcasm, her smarts. Sometimes, Vlad thinks that with a few tweaks, Danny would be the spitting image of his mother. And Vlad gets more obsessed, fixated on that point. He reasons that it technically is Maddie since Danny has her DNA, then those tweaks come to mind again. What if he just did this, a slight hair cut and a dye job, and he'd have Maddie's hair! Then it escalates. It escalates until there is little left of Danny.

ok when you mentioned Vlad an idea came to me but not at all the same as yours:

Vlad cloned Danny again but this time the clone is screwed up in a new way: his body is functional, he clearly lives/ n It's not an empty envelope (like what will be given to Dan) but his personality.... is problematic. But Vlad doesn't care about that, no the problem for Vlad is that his new Danny can't seem to transform into a ghost form, even though they have access to these powers without much problem, he is stuck in human form.

Vlad tries to correct this. with scalpels and other unethical experiments but continues to call the clone by sweet name as well as Danny

thus the Danny clone assimilated that: Vlad behavior is normal behavior to have.

when the real Danny saves him by punching Vlad and giving poorly worded advice then letting him go explore the world like he did for Dani...

New Danny then integrates that it is normal to take revenge if he is harmed and that as Danny he must in some way save people... but his sense of normality is more than messed up and the absence of guidance he ended up being the killer killer who relaxes in Gotham, enjoying the latter's atmosphere and its ghostly nature so as not to have eaten.

ho and he apparently got the Fenton luck as a bonus which means he doesn't really hunt, he just waits for trouble by vibrating quietly in his corners

Thats so creepy. I love him already.

I'm going to call him Davey.

Little guy has probably never been on his own and trying to do what feels natural to him. Which would be waiting for someone like Vlad to tell him what to do.

In a twisted way, he loves Vlad but only because Vald is all he knows. He unintentionally attracts adults like Vlad who hurt kids because he feels at home there. When bad people lure him in they call him with sweet words and praise that remind him of his creator. He plays with them until they are all used up and dead because he's a child who doesn't really understand what he's doing.

He likely followed Bruce because he smelled like dead children (Jason and Damian) and thought he found someone new to play with. But Bruce doesn't try to kill him, or hurt him. He didn't even try to physically touch him. All of this is new and weird.

He also becomes an Ipad kid later.

He also becomes an Ipad kid later.

Now all I can imagine is him doing all those weird poses that kids do when they're playing with their iPads. I don't want him to be one of those gross smelly sticky kids that smear everything they have on their hands on the screens 😭

Also what are the reactions of the batkids to Davey?! Like are they weirded out? Some of them are definitely concerned and curious. But what about Damian and Jason(the aforementioned dead children) are they hostile, ready to brawl like the other ghosts with Danny, or are they just wary of him being another loa spy?

Kinda wanna see Dani and Danny's reaction to Davey tho. Like Danny fully thought that he's just going to travel around the world like Dani and he did travel but with the additional adventure of tormenting child murderers/abusers/rapists(I love Davey for that! Good for him!!).

Would Danny blame himself for leaving Davey and letting him go and assuming that he'll be like Dani and then Dani finds out that she got another clone brother but this one is a little more unhinged and wouldn't hesitate on tormenting criminals to their deaths. What would their meeting be like? Is it angsty, fluffy, a perfect mix of both or just a plain mess? Idk...

Bringing back another black-haired and blue-eyed boy was met with a round of sighs but acceptance.

Little Davey looked only a few years younger than Damian. 12 years old at the most. The boy was pale, slightly gaunt, with large eyes and matted black hair.

Davey was strange. He didn't understand social cues or how to exist in public. He knew next to nothing about how the world works or how to stay safe. Cars were familiar enough but only because he would be dragged into them or put in the trunk. He was very excited when he was allowed to touch the buttons.

Damian wasn't ready to be an older brother especially not to something like that thing. Davey felt wrong to Damian. Something that shouldn't exist.

Damian was proved right when the boy looked him right in the eyes and said.

"Play with me." He pulled Damian's drawn sword to his neck. "Cut me open!"

Bruce snatched Davey back from the blade and told Damian to put it away. Davey was forbidden from entering the Batcave and any dangerous items.

Damian was freaked out. Davey was too mentally disturbed to be here. However, the revenant is fond of his older brother and follows him around and begs him to play. Damian has to try pawning him off on the others but Davey is like glue.

Then there was food.

Davey didn't understand food. He had been fed a mostly liquid diet for his short life by Vlad. The liquid was made from nutrients and ectoplasm. After escaping Davey didn't know what food looked like. When strangers came up to him offering candy he took it. So he learned that candy was also food. But that wasn't enough to make him full, so he resorted to the closest form of ectoplasm he could find. Human blood. He learned that he could drink it for sustenance.

Feeding Davey for the first time was...sad. He was like a toddler learning what different flavors were. Sour, salty, and savory. All so new a wonderful.

Tim let him him have a sip of soda and Davey was hooked.

Tim is also banned from giving food to Davey after letting him try coffee and making him sick.

Stephanie is also banned after giving him spicy chips. Mostly because of Davey's need to harm himself caused him to eat himself sick.

Davey's issues are more than concerning. Dick was supposed to watch him while Bruce was investigating the last suicide linked to Davey. Davey didn't know how to talk to someone not trying to kill him. But Dick felt like him. The blood on his hands was the same as his. But the lingering scent of another pulled Davey elsewhere.

The other revenant.

One that felt a similar drive.

Bruce debated if Jason should meet Davey. It could help them both but it could easily make them worse. Davey was impressionable, to say the least, and Jason didn't need to bring someone else on his crusade.

Jason wouldn't use Davey like that but Davey would surely agree to it.

But Davey wasn't like Jason. He didn't kill. He gets killed. He lets himself be tortured until he drives others insane. Jason could never use him to kill the Joker. In fact, the clown must never know of Davey's powers or Davey might find his eternal playmate.

But it doesn't change that Jason and Davey will meet.

"Yeah, he's coming with me," Jason said picking up the boy under one arm.

"You can't just take him!" Dick yelled

"Do you guys think you can control him? That he'll stop wandering around looking for more targets. He can't and he won't. It's a part of him. At least I can get to his targets before they can kill him first. If he can sniff out any predator then he can use his powers for good." Jason said .

"He's not like us. He's a child and mentally he isn't ready for the outside world yet. I love you but I can't let you drag him into your mess." Dick said.

"And what? Fix him? He is a revenant and he's going to seek out his obsession. In a place like Gotham, he will find another target. He needs it." Jason barked.

There is no clear answer. They could try to preserve any innocence Davey had left but that same innocence led him to being tortured. They could also tell him what he's actually doing and he'll then do it on purpose knowingly killing others. What was better for him mentally because they all knew by this point Davey would strike again? It's his nature.

The only answer they had right now was finding where Davey died originally and calming his spirit. If they could find his original killer or make a grave for him then he'd settle.

Constantine was firm that Davey couldn't leave even if they calmed his soul. His life and death were too traumatic for him to disappear.

On the other side of the country, Danny had a bad feeling. He knew he should leave his clones to themselves and wait for them to come home on their own but his most recent clone brother bothered him. He wasn't like Elle at all. He was...odd. Danny decided not to worry too much since the clone was stable.

But then Vlad talked non-stop about losing his "precious boy". The word made him feel sick. Then there was the first death. Some offender that lived on the outskirts of town ended their life. The only reason anyone talked about it was the state he was found in. Blood was everywhere more blood than a single human body had and unknown chunks of meat scattered the ground.

Danny brushed it off but more started happening and they led a bloody trail.

Of course, Danny knew something was up. This all lined up perfectly with the clone's escape. But at the same time, all the victims were serial child murderers. It was hard to feel bad about it. He had found his obsession and it was such a bad one.

But Danny was still worried. A bit of investigation wouldn't hurt.

(This all came out as a stream of consciousness)

ok, several ideas that I don't yet know how to organize:

*Danny can't really leave his town but on the other hand Dani is already traveling. Dani takes finding the new clone/cousin as a part of "Where's Waldo?" life size

*Davey is a sort of lightning rod for getting kidnapped (literally next to a Wayne in public, at a gala etc) or other crime (found by chance in the middle of a shootout when lost at the mall, random assault, wandering by chance in a place trapped by bombs while walking, hostage situation ect)

*he's also incredibly easy to lose, even with all the bat concentration . This ultimately adds to his supernatural abilities

*luckily for the batfam it is also ok to wear trackers H24 (Davey doesn't know what a tracker is but doesn't care enough to ask)

*Davey releases interference when he uses his ghost abilities, usually his regeneration. The batfam quickly learns to rush to its location when it happens

* The first time Davey sees dialysis he seems to become extremely happy then jealous: Davey associates dialysis= "game" with Vlad or just after a session. He thinks they "played" without him >:( not fair

*Dani finally shows up and checks on Davey quickly and thanks his adoptive family and plans to leave as well. The batfam interrupts her in her lightning thanks to ask her who she is, she replies: uh, sister or cousin I guess? then turns to Davey waiting for his opinion

*giving a name to a supernatural entity seals a sort of contract between the entity and the person who gives this name if the entity accepts this name (fae rule). By giving him the name Davey the Wayne family tied Davey into a bond that neither party is aware of and therefore defined. Constantine groaned upon hearing this.

*Davey can see the weak but vengeful ghosts of children, that's how he knew the name of the first victim in the first post. Mayba Danny/Dani/Vlad can not do that

*Davey gets along surprisingly well with street children. Subconsciously the children know that they are safe with him because if anything bad happens it will ALWAYS fall on Davey

*some interactions for Davey*

Duke:*eating a sandwich*

Davey: *staring*

Duke: Do you need something?

Davey: I see dead people.

Duke:....cool....me too.

Damian:*trying to stab Tim*

Davey: *thowing a tantrum* That should be me!

Bruce:*walking Davey on a child leash*

Davey:*Phases through it and walkings towards a dark alley*

Joker:*pushing him away with a stick* Get away you little freak! Im not your friend!

Davey: *covered in blood, on his 15th death of the day, and getting in Joker's way constantly* Again! Let's play again!

Tim: You only escape when you're bored. Alright, say goodbye to your attention span.

*hands Davey an Ipad playing Cocomelon*

Davey: *climbs bookcase* Dick watch this!

Dick: Im looking buddy.

Davey:*jumps off, breaks his neck and dies*

Dick:*New trauma acquired*

Stephanie: Who gave you Cocomelon?

Davey: ...

Stephanie: We are a Ms.Rachael household young man. Is he trying to stunt your speech and attention span? Don't worry, your big sister will save you.

Barbara: What are you doing with my makeup?

Davey: Making Cass pretty!

Barbara: Ve these aren't toys. You-

Cassie: *wearing a look so sharp peak Marilyn Monroe would gasp*

Berbara: Me next.

Jason: How many times am I going to find you after you get kidnapped?

Davey:*covered in his own blood again* I got hit with a crowbar this time. Then they tried to burn the evidence.

Jason: *Pissed* Oh? Then let's return the favor.

Elle: Are you...happy? Can you even feel happy? Can you tell the difference?

Davey: ???

Elle: Do you want to stay here?

Davey: Yeah!

Bruce: *startled awake*

Davey: *big green glowing eyes staring at him in the dark* I want juice.

Damian: You shouldn't eat meat. How do you think they feel to be killed and eaten?

Davey: Really? They are so lucky. Dam? Can you eat me next time?

Damian: No.

Dick: What do you do if an adult offers you candy?

Davey: Eat it.

Dick: No. You say no and run away from them then tell an adult.

Davey: Like a cop? Literally like that guy with blonde hair from your job?

Dick: Yes, just like him.

Davey: But he strangles street ladies and kitties. They told me.

Dick:...hold on buddy. I need to make some calls real quick. Don't turn on the news for a while.

Danny: Why is my clone on TV? At a gala? WITH THE WAYNES?

Tucker: Damn, he's living better then you.

When Ellie visits they sense she is also a ghost (probbaly showed up in Phantom form.) and they ask about her relation to Davey (I say he never told the Bats his name which is why they named him Davey. Or even a scene where he starts to say his name, gets as far as “I’m Da-! Hmmm….I forgot! :D” so they call him Davey.) Anyways, they find out his relation to Ellie and the bats are digging for some more information about their past and home life to see if they can find out what happened to them, and while asking about more family either Davey or Elli could mention Danny. About how they still had one other brother. The bats ask where he is and if they could meet him but Ellie makes a strange face and says that he’s a little busy. And it comes out that he’s currently dealing with Vlad. (Or they could use code names like Plasmius or the Fruitloop)

Who’s the…fruitloop?

Davey: He’s the first person who played with me! He played with Ellie too. Danny’s so lucky because Mr still wants to play with him!

So now the bats think that all three are siblings and two of them were murdered by this Fruitloop guy (technically true?) and their last brother (who is still alive) is now this guy’s next target. Cue panicking.

I want to add, when 2 or more phantoms are together their death marks show like an illusion/mirage.

Davey multiple bleeding cuts

Dani/Ellie melted face

Danny multiple electrical burns

And the batfam sees them and are horrified from the ways they died and that they could save Danny (who they thought was still alive [he wasn't])

The reason Danny can't leave Amity had less to do with obsession and everything to do with his ghost half's appearance outside of town. Danny can travel just fine but his transformation appears differently without the ambient energy that Amity provides. The portal releases for much that ghost fall over themselves just to exist there. But ghosts don't manifest the same where there isn't enough ectoplasm.

Ordinarily, normal people in places not marked with death's essence would never see a ghost. They'd likely only feel the brief flash of cold or the feeling of being watched but never really know ghosts were real.

Gotham had more than average but not enough. And that was somehow worse.

Davey wondered off again.

This meant that he was probably hunting someone. Constantine had told them that it was just something revenants do.

Bruce pulled up the tracker and watched as Davey's location glitched out and rendered the screen useless. Which meant he was using his powers and found his target.

Quickly Bruce notified the anyone not busy to get to the location and subdue the target and save Davey.

Dick and Jason were the first to get there. Tim and Damian were still reluctant to get too close to the revenant boy.

The location was a dilapidated hospital. It had shut down a year ago after not being able to recover from a attack during Halloween a few years prior.

It didn't take long to find Davey in the children's wing. He was tracing his hand along the wall of one of the waiting rooms. It was a wall mural of children playing together and parents hold their hands.

It was hard to understand what Davey was thinking. He paused at the part of the painting that depicted a child and a teen standing over him and smiling. Davey touched the teen's face forlorn.

"Dan-ny..."

Then Davey was gone. Disappearing again from the light of Bruce's flashlight.

The sound of light footsteps where the only sign to follow.

They followed. Usually, Davey was more preoccupied with finding a target or watching his iPad. Now Davey seemed to...feel things. No one would accuse Davey of being complex when it came to thinking. He was simple-minded the way kids often are. He had likes and dislikes and was more worried about playtime and snacks than he was about the origin of his existence. All things they wanted to preserve.

"Danny..."

It came from lower in the hospital.

They followed deep into a research lab area. The hall was dark and dusty. Davey looked straight ahead at the dead end of the underground hallway.

"Danny!"

Footsteps. Louder than before came towards them. Lights began flickering on and off like a power surge had happened.

Davey hopped up and down in excitement as he reached his arms out towards it.

Dick lunged forward to pull Davey back to the group as Jason too stared into the dark.

Davey fazed out of Dick's hold.

A loud ear garbled mess of static, sounds, and words came out of comms. Like tuning a radio.

Whatever this was was getting closer and faster as its footsteps ran towards them. The temperature dropped as their breath turned visible. Then all the light bulbs exploded and they were in the dark again.

When they grabbed another flashlight and shined it on where Davey had been they saw... something. It was human, or what was left of one. It's body was charred, red and black flash marbled on a rotting corpse. It's eyes hollow and what skin was unmarked was dry and thin. It flickered in and out of existence as it stood over Davey.

Davey reached up towards it with grabby hands, no fear in his eyes.

A shallow gasping weeze was heard and the comm picked up an unknown garble of words in a language only Jason could just barely understand.

"Danny." Davey called out again.

"little other" Jason heard.

The flashlight flickered and the spirit now appeared younger and undamaged. A teen boy that looked like another version of Davey hugged him.

"Safe." Jason heard

"I missed you too," Davey said burying his face face in the spirits neck.

Davey giggled as Danny hugged him. Just like before Danny told him to go free. Davey didn't understand why he had to go but he listened very well and met lots of people and played lots. He went to where it felt right and now he had lots of friends here. But he wanted to see Danny and now he was here.

The teen ghost looked at the group now. His eyes were a bright green against blacks, greys, and a sickly paper white. His body still phasing in and out of existence. His skin had glowing burns that ripped open his skin appearing and disappearing like before and after pictures. He said something but it couldn't be heard from his mouth that moved soundless.

"Safe. Keep. Protect." The words came over the comms through the garbled mess of sounds.

The ghost hugged Davey one last time.

"Again? Can't we play?" Davey asked but the thing responded in the unknown tongue in what you'd guess was him saying no.

And then it was gone. The footsteps went far away.

Davey didn't protest when he was picked up and taken away.

He just watched the direction Danny left in over Bruce's shoulder.

They had never heard Davey cry before. He never expressed many emotions. He was also really quiet most of the time. But Davey did cry.

It was a small sound. Echoing and distant like coming from all directions in an empty house.

Then it was over and Davey was back to normal. Like this never happened.

They had barely any time to try to comfort him before he was back to playing videos on his iPad.

My contribution inspired by @bankawiwiwi Davey character design

Why did I actually cry

Because you’re tired and the horror is a kid who is loved and who loves and is no less horrifying and who gets a juice box if he’s patient and doesn’t wander off

I can finally post this!! I did two scenes for the Danny Phantom: RePhanimated project!! But tumblr won't allow me to upload both in one post so I'll make two posts :>

It's been almost a year since I've done this animation and I'm SUPER proud of myself for accomplishing this, I learned a lot doing this. My mentor (and my boss LOL) also helped me out with this by giving me so many valuable critiques and advice! I'd like to do more stuff like this in the future, honestly! We'll see if my schedule will let me, haha

John Constantine knows full and damn well that Phantom isn't a thousands year old ghost.

He knows because, in the middle of a fight against a deranged warlock, Phantom let out a small, warbling chirp in response to getting hit.

He'd quickly covered it up, but Constantine knows that that chirp is.

What if no ghosts respond to Phantom because the cry doesn't register as a cry to them? Because he's a halfa.

Sure, he can make the sound, and it sounds correct to human ears. But the flesh muffles the core resonance that accompanies the sound. Without that core resonance, to other ghosts, it sounds like mimicry.

Maybe it triggers an uncanny valley kind of response, where it sounds like something other trying to lure you in by pretending to be a baby.

And with Halfas being so rare and/or the Realms still in such disarray since Pariah was originally sealed (having lost the centralized knowledge and archives of a unified people as various smaller, independent factions arose in the High King's absence), no one knows about this unfortunate interaction of flesh and core in Halfas. If anyone ever did, that knowledge has long since been lost.

(Consequentially, this would put Vlad in basically the same boat here. No wonder he's so desperate for family. He's abandoned too.)

Snatching Snitches pt 4

Masterpost

“Father.” Bruce yelped as Damian appeared, like a wraith, at his elbow. His hand convulsed to hold the 105 page treadmill manual in his grip hard enough to tear the paper cover. His heart rate picked up in that instant as his hard-won instincts to fight were ruthlessly suppressed by his conscious awareness that he was safely at his home. Bruce could not strike. He strangled his impulses, if barely.

His son ignored the reaction entirely on, blithe about startling someone who might lash out. “I require transportation.” Fuck. Christ. He could have hurt Damian.

Bruce blinked and took a moment to come back to the real world as he put down the manual he was reading. “Ah…” He racked his memory for his sons’ schedules, trying to make this interaction make sense. Nothing came to mind at 6pm on Tuesday, so he gave up and asked, “Where to?”

“Titans Tower,” Damian instructed. He glowered, his green eyes shining in the lowlight. He was, Bruce thought, adorable. Bruce was still strangling panic at the intrusive thought that he might have harmed his baby. He took a deep breath and put away the frisson of fear in order to exist in the current moment.

He kept the resulting smile off of his face, as his prickly baby would not appreciate it. “Oh?” he said mildly. Bruce stood up and brushed dust off his trousers. “Are you going to meet someone?”

“I require a consultation with one of the trainers there,” Damian reported sharply. He was all but standing at attention.

Bruce went through a mental inventory in an instant– Raven. Damian had to be intending to speak with Raven to get a tracking spell or some such for his cat. That…

Well. She would probably tell him no, but it wasn’t his place to try to shield his kids too much from the world. Besides, Damian was a persuasive young man. Perhaps she could find his kitty for him.

‘I wouldn’t mind knowing where the cat went,’ Bruce thought privately. He fetched his keys for the car in the right city, ready to escort Damian through the transportation relay to San Francisco. ‘Even if he wasn’t heartbroken, it’s troubling that a cat managed to get from Bristol to a bus depot in Gotham Central.’

That was somehow more upsetting than the fact that the cat hadn’t been seen on camera after that bus ride. The cameras were low-quality. The cat could have been hidden under seats or inside a bag. But how had the naked cat navigated Gotham’s troubled public transportation system? Most of his kids didn’t dare try.

Hopefully the damn thing hadn’t been eaten by a coyote or something. Damian would never forgive the bearer of bad news.

Part 2 | Masterpost

"Daniel, I heard from CW that your children are moving here." Alfred said one day.

Everyone immediately pauses, except for Danny who was happily doing the cooking while Alfred served the food.

"Danny's kids?" Tim narrows his eyes, glancing back at Jason. "Danny?"

"Yeah? Oh, right! Dick, you didn't tell them?" Danny asks, glancing over his shoulder.

Dick nervously laughs, "Slipped my mind. What's that about your kids?"

DP x DC Crack Prompt

Its the usual shebang, the JL, YJ, and TT need help defeating some demon hellbent on destroying their world for whatever reason, and they're struggling, when Raven hesitantly says she has someone she can summon to help. Due to her hesitancy, everyone assumes whoever she's summoning must be a huge deal, and really risky, but at this point it looks like their only hope, so Raven summons him;

The King Of The Infinite Realms; Phantom. A hulking figure with a crown of cool flame, with teeth as sharp as Tungsten, and a heart as dark and cold as- wait is that little Rae-Rae?!

The King starts gushing over Raven, much to her embarrassment as he complains she never visits him anymore. He laments about the days when she was just a little baby and came to the Infinite Realms meetings with her father, coloring pictures of demons while Danny and the other ancients passed her various sweets and toys to keep her occupied, and that time she told Trigon he was a "big stupid head and she was staying with the other ancients from then on"!, and all the mischief she got up go with Dani/Ellie in Phantom's Keep when they had sleepovers.

Raven, heavily embarrassed, calls him "Your Highness" while trying to get the conversation back on track, but the King looks super hurt by that so she eventually caves and calls him "Uncle Phantom" like she usually does, and finally gets him to take care of their demon problem.

The payment for this favor? Raven has to go to Phantom's Keep every other month or so for tea with Him, and Dani/Ellie.

Raven agrees, and thus the universe is saved, and all it costed was Raven's dignity[/j].

The Teen Titans are kinda is a hard situation though. On one hand; "Ha! He called her Rae-Rae!" And they wanted to hear more baby stories, on the other, her Uncle is apparently the King Of Every Known Universe and then some, do they really want to tease her about this?

The answer is yes.

Ok so in this fandom we always have Danny hating Bruce because he’s rich, but I don’t think he would.

A billionaire that doesn’t want to kill his father and marry his mother? Sign him up!

He would stick the Bruce like glue as soon as they meet just to spite Vlad.

He would walk up to Bruce and be like: “You’re my uncle now!”

And Bruce being the troll he is would go along with it. These two are family now. So what if we just met this is my nephew.

The others would go along with it too. This is their cousin what are you talking about? We’ve known each other since birth!

Bruce was genuinely startled when a young man came up from behind him and threaded an arm around his own, linking them together. His situational awareness was second only to Cass, people did not sneak up on him. He glanced to see a young man he did not know, with dark hair and pale skin.

"We've known each other for years, you are practically my uncle." The boy whispered before pulling Bruce around. The young man was much stronger than his thin limbs appeared, forcing Bruce to turn on his heel.

Bruce opened his mouth to speak, probably to ask who exactly his new 'nephew' was, but was interrupted by an unfortunately familiar older voice.

"Daniel, you really must stop acting like a child. You cannot run from this conversation." said Vlad Masters.

Bruce really very much did not like Vlad Masters. He was slimy, cutthroat, and as his kid's would say had 'bad vibes'.

"I wasn't running." Daniel, apparently, lied. "I just spotted my Uncle B and wanted to say hi. Not everything is about you."

"You don't have an uncle."

Bruce turned his smile up to megawatt levels. He knew all he needed to know.

"Of course he does!" Bruce practically shouted. "Vladdie! I didn't realize you knew Danny too! What a small world. Isn't he just great?"

Vlad finally noticed him, shock coming ocer his features when he saw Bruce Wayne, then worsening when he saw their linked arms. A spike of petty glee infused his heart at the way Vlad looked confused and outraged. Bruce turned his head and waved down Tim from.acrosd the room.

"Tim! Look, it's your cousin Danny. He's in town for the charity gala!"

Tim, bless his heart, didn't even bother to look confused. Instead he rushed over to them and pulled Danny into a hug that Danny easily returned.

"Oh my gosh! Danny, it's been forever. How have you been?"

"Tim! It's been awesome. I got your birthday gift last week, the telescope is awesome. I havent had time to try it out, you have to get out into the country for the best views."

"I'm glad you like it!" Tim said, putting so much genuine emotion into his voice that anyone would think Tim had spent hours agonizing over the right gift.

"I got you a telescope." Vlad said, mouth still open in dumbfounded shock.

"Tim got me one that is so much cooler." Danny said. "He and Uncle B have the best taste for this stuff."

"Don't feel too bad Vladdie." Bruce consoled, keeping his tone as serene as possible. "We've known Danny since he was a baby, of course we know what he likes best."

"How would you have even met him?" Vlad hissed at Danny.

Danny rolled his eyes.

"My parents are inventors. They met at a conference in gotham, back before our whole family settled in Amity. I dont even remember meeting Uncle B the first time. I was a baby."

"A very cute baby." Bruce added on, ruffling his hair in the way all teenagers hated.

"Uncle B! Stop messing with my hair." Danny whined, as if they had done this same thing a thousand times and reached up to smooth his hair again.

"Oh, don't worry, you still look great, Danny!"

"You know how B is." Tim reminded him.

Vlad looked apocalpetic with rage. Bruce had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep in his shit-eating grin.

"You would think Jack would have mentioned you to me Mr. Wayne."

"Oh you know how inventors are!" Bruce waved it off. "Jack would forget his head if it weren't attached. I haven't been able to visit in ages."

"Hmm. Quite."

"Yeah Vlad. I cant believe Dad didnt tell you that Uncle B offered me an internship this summer."

"You dont-"

"Wayne Enterprises has that aerospace department."

"Danny really is so gifted." Bruce demured. "Vladdie dont tell me you're trying to steal my nephew away?"

Vlad opened his mouth, whether to scream or bite Bruce's face off it wasn't clear.

"Was there something you needed, Mr. Masters?" Tim asked. "Since Danny is here i know the rest of the family would live to see him."

"No. No." Vlad said through gritted teeth. "I can chat with Daniel later."

The moment Vlad left, Danny relaxed and stepped a bit away from the two of them.

"Thanks. Vlad is just really-."

Bruce smiled at Danny, letting his mirth really show.

"No thanks needed Danny! We're family after all!"

Danny narrowed his eyes at him for a moment before grinning right back.

"Yeah. Family."