Teufelskind

| My Fandom side, stuff I write or draw about things I like | | she/they | | Language : German and English | | I currently like : BBC Merlin | TeenWolf | Lord of the rings | The Hobbit | Bleach | Detective Conan/ Magic Kaito | Danny Phantom | DC universe : Batman /Bat family. Red Hood and the Outlaws. Red Hood task's force Z. | Marvel universe : Captain Marvel. Thor |

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My List of writings

My AO3 : KYvi3

( I have not a lot stories there and even fewer finished stories. Someday I will put the rest of my stories there. )

Danny Phantom DC crossover:

Twin Skeletons. : Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, a maybe part,

Of Paperstars and Phantom Thief : Prologue,

BBC Merlin / the adventure of Merlin

Dragons in Human clothing : Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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Sometimes I want to escape the world and feel the world. My way of doing so is reading.

I want to ask for the most souel-crushing, heartwarming or breaking stories. Stories that moved you in a way no other story was capable of. A story that changed how you felt or how you saw the world.

Give me the story that made you feel, that touched something deep down inside of you. Made you laugh and cry. I want to know what stories moved you to the point that you just can't forget about and stayed with you.

Please share your recommendations with me. May it be FanFiction or Original Work, Comic or only the written word. May it be something everyone heard of before or something so unknown it feels like nobody else but you knows the story.

Please?

[theunfortunate-author]

my daily affirmation as an author

[holmesandtheroman]

NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.

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it’s cool that angel feathers are a spell ingredient because obviously they would get them from cas. like cas just sheds feathers and the winchesters find them occasionally and hold onto them. dean acts annoyed that he has to clean them out of the impala or that they poke him when he sits down somewhere in the bunker. but after cas dies it starts happening less and less frequently and every time it does, dean really hopes it’s not the last time

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That just hurt somewhere deep. It's so beautiful and sad and just hurts so beautiful.

I would like to try something. I either make it better or make it worse, there will be no in-between.

What if Dean has found the last feather. It's been months since he last found a feather and he is prepared to just stop trying anymore. He is just so tired of just staying alive and then the last hunt happened. It's just a simple vampire hunt but Dean is just so tired and it's about to happen and he's gonna die, he knows it, he just accepts, embraces it even. And just as the world around him goes dim and cold, he sees it. A feather. Castiels feather. Lying here innocent next to him. He grabs it and holds onto it and he isn't cold anymore, he feels warm. He can't see anymore but it doesn't matter he feels safe and he feels loved. And he let it consume him.

"Hello Dean"

[thirtydozennuggets]

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Dragons in Human clothing

Part3

Beginning Previous Part

Taking them towards a guest chamber and getting them a bath isn't difficult, getting Aithusa clean and in clothing again is way more harder. Gwen helped with finding fitting clothings for his 'brother' and 'child', she is truly a Saint. 

Now they are on the way to the Throne room. 

"you know, you couldn't have reached out for me there was no need for this spectacle." 

" You would have ignored me and it wasn't like I planned to attack." 

" oh really? What about the two unconsciously guards?" 

" they attacked Aithusa." 

Merlin hummed and said nothing more about that. Aithusa once again in Merlin's arm was playing with his neckerchief. 

" Why are you two looking like humans? "

" I believe because of the same reason why you look more like us than ever before. Tell me, young warlock, what do you hide under this bandage? Or under your clothing? Your eyes and teeth aren't the only thing that changes, right? "

Taking a deep breath he looks around. " Yes and stop calling me that. What are we telling Arthur and the round table? I never told him who my father was and I believe he remembers Balinor, the last dragon lord quite well, thanks to you. And I believe it will go quite catastrophic if he knows now. I trust him, I don't trust everyone else on the council. "

" Oh brother mine. Don't worry, just let me do the talking. " And with that Merlin's 'funny' feeling is back but before he can say anything else, they are at the throne room. 

Arthur was pacing, his knights of the round table are the only ones with him in the throne room. 

Leon was silent and observing. Lancelot was looking worried from Arthur to the door and back. And Gawain was talking, like ever but at least he was not drinking. 

"Who would have known, Merlin has a child." 

" And a scary brother, don't forget the brother. I'm certain he is bigger than Percival." 

" Does some big wild man scare you Elyan?" 

" Shut up! It's his eyes, I don't like them."

"Elyan is right, his eyes… there is something dangerous about him." says Leon. 

 " Can we please go back to the child. Merlin's child? I think that is more important. Why don't we know about it? Why aren't they living with their father? And what about the mother??? Why do we not know about it?"

And Gawain is right, he wants to know too. Why don't they know? Arthur thought they were friends, weren't they supposed to know something like that about each other? 

" Hey Lance! Did you know about the child? "

The knight in question startled out of his thoughts. " hm? Oh ehm no, I did not know about any child." 

Arthur paced some more and then the door swings open and the subjects of the discussion walks in. Arthur stops his pacing beside the round table and observes the three. 

Merlin, casting a dark glances now and then towards his brother, is carrying the child in his arms. The child is now clean and Arthur is surprised how dirty they were before. Gone is brownish, gray haired dirty child, in their place is now a child with fair skin like Merlin's but unlike Merlin's unruly raven black locks, their wild hair is white like untouched snow. 

Ice blue are looking curious around while their hands are clinging to Merlin's neckerchief. It wears pale fitting clothes, still, Arthur can't with certain say if they are a little girl or a little boy. 

The brother is tall, at least taller than Merlin although Arthur wouldn't say taller than Percival, with broad shoulders. He now wears more fitting clothes and carries himself like a man of power, like a warrior, like a king himself and he knows it. His copper eyes are telling, he looks Arthur head on in the eyes. Arthur shudders involuntarily, his eyes are truly unsettling. The man's long wild hair is dark, not black like merlins, but a dark brown that without light one would think them alike. From under his tunic, over his neck to the left bottom half of his face adorns an old burn scar his skin. The scar tissue should pull on the skin in his face but his face shows no difficulty to smirk arrogant towards the young king. If he didn't knew it better he would say his scar look like some scales. 

Arthur doesn't like Merlin's brother. 

" State your name and cause…." 

Kilgharrah increases his head lightly in a barely show of respect before he looks the king straight back into the eyes.  " I'm Kilgharrah Ambrosius and we are here because Merlin just happened to get himself and his kinship cursed. Our inhuman way of looking is a result of the curse." 

Merlin's head snapped towards his brother after he stated his name and his whole body had gone tense. Somehow the name Ambrosius sounded familiar to Arthur but he could not quite place it but the matter of the curse was more important so it was a question for later. 

" what curse? You said your inhumane looks is a result of this curse but you all look quite normal if not a bit wild" 

"Oh so you say you didn't notice? Well merlin is quite good at hiding, isn't he? Look closely Sire." 

And with that Kilgharrah goes a few steps forward out of Merlin's reach. He grabs for the hem of his tunic and pulls it over his head. Not carrying for anything, he presents his torsos and hands. 

Arthur was right, the scar reaches till under his chest but that is not where everyone is looking, from his shoulders over his chest towards his sides there are bronze coloured scales and as he begins to move around himself he reveals more of these scales on his back. His smirk shows everyone his long and dangerous fangs, his fingertips are long deadly, bronze coloured claws and as he moves to part his hair he reveals horns. Yeah Arthur and everyone else now can see the inhuman look he was talking about, how did they miss it before? 

 This man screams predator and every knight has a hand on their swords ready to defend. 

A low deadly growl sounds through the chamber and everyone is frozen where they stand. Cold sweat runs down Arthurs temple and he is sure they will die. Every moment now this beast man will strike and they are powerless to stop him, it will be a carnage. But then Arthur's fear-addled mind notices how this beast man is just as frozen as anyone else, his smug grin and predator-like posture gone, replaced with something like submission. Arthur's eyes dart towards the real origin of the growl and finds Merlin. 

Merlin, whose whole focus lies on his brother. Merlin, whose pupils are like vertical slits. 

Merlin, who bares his fang like teeths. 

Merlin, who, at this moment, looks just as dangerous if not more so than his brother. 

" Back down Kilgharrah, or by the gods, you will not like What will happen next." 

And to Arthur's surprise, the man grabs  his tunic and moves slowly back towards his brother. His every movement so slow and sure like every hurried movement would be enough for Merlin to attack, to defend and Kilgharrah would be the one who would lose. 

Just as Kilgharrah is back at Merlin's side, the raven haired man relax and everyone can breathe again. 

"Merlin? What….?" Arthur is glad his voice does not tremble but still, he is not sure what he is asking about exactly. What was that? What happened? Why didn't you say anything? 

Merlin's shoulders drop and he is looking towards Arthurs feet, he is trying really hard to look as harmless as possible, it nearly works and Arthur realizes, this is how Merlin carried himself the whole last fortnight. 

" I'm sorry Arthur." 

" you are cursed." not a question but Merlin nobs nevertheless. 

" show me." demands the king and merlin just resign himself and tries to pull the bandage from one hand while he still holds the little child. After a few minutes of pointless tucking he growls frustrated and just rips the bandage off with his teeths, showing again his impressive pair of fangs. 

Free from any cover he holds his hand up showing his claws to anyone in this room. Unlike his brothers, Merlin's claws are short and pitch black but the colour reached between his knuckles and his first joints. Then he moves his clawed hand through his hair to show of his lack of horns. Huh, Arthur was prepared to see horns but maybe it should has crossed the kings mind that with Merlin's short hair the horns should have been oblivious. 

" Why-" before Arthur could say more Lancelot begins to speak. 

" how about we all take a seat and then ask our questions?" 

"That's an excellent idea sir Lancelot." and Kilgharrah takes a seat. There is an awkward silence till everyone is sitting again. Kilgharrah on one end, the knights and Arthur on the other and merlin, still with Aithusa on his arm, between the two sides. And before Arthur can ask again why Merlin didn't tell them, sir Leon beats him towards the first question. 

"You said Ambrosius, Are you truly an Ambrosius, how did you survived the purge?"

"We truly are. Balinor Ambrosius was our Father." 

Merlin is glaring at his brother again with anger and surprise in equal measure. 

"A Dragonlord." 

Merlin jerks away like Was slapped and Arthur's heart breaks for his manservant. What he said as merlin was grieving his father, they need to talk about this. 

"Ah yes, he was a dragonlord and his first born son inherited his power after his death. And I would say I'm some years older than your precious friend, after all I can say without lying your mother was a kind and beloved queen. 

But you see, there is no reason to light a pyre for my kin for he has not inherited any power you fear so much. "

Noone was saying anything, merlin was rigged with tension and his eyes were glazed with unspilled tears. And Arthur himself was fighting with his emotions, there was so much said and he struggled with it all. Kilgharrah thought Merlin would be burned on the pyre just for the blood he got from his father? Merlin's father was the last dragonlord but then he truly wasn't the last? Why did no one knew about Balinors son? And Balinors son, Merlin's brother, he knew his mother, but didn't that mean he knew also the court? And didn't knew the court about him? But This man knew his mother, there is the possibility that he would answer some of Arthurs questions.

Arthur's gaze moves from Kilgharrah towards Merlin, who is looking back at him. His gaze so open and afraid, he is begging with his eyes, for what? Arthur isn't sure but at this moment knew, he just knew he doesn't want to see this look on his best friends face ever again. Later in the privacy of his chamber they will talk and most likely Arthur will get mad but now is not the time for this. 

"I wouldn't…. I couldn't…." clearing his throat he tries again. " Merlin doesn't need to fear the pyre just because of the criticum of his birth, he is safe. But please tell you truly knew my mother?" 

" Yes, I knew her, if not well but let me tell you, you've got her eyes." 

Arthur didn't know if he could say more, his throat feels tight with emotion so he let his gaze room again toward Merlin, who had his face hiding in the wild locks of his child's hair. He was silent but his shoulder shook and the child had their little arms around Merlin's neck while making little noises. 

" We… we should return to the more pressing matters. The curse. Are your looks the only results of the curse or is there more? What do you know about this curse, why aren't you three equally changed and What about hunnith? "

" the boys mother is safe, she does not share the Ambrosius blood, I believe this is the necessary for the curse, the dragon blood. And maybe the amount of dragon blood we share is how much the curse affect us but that is only a theory for I don't know how my brother mine got us in this mess. "

" it was in the cave. I was trying to find my way out but only got further into the cave. I noticed a softly blue glow and followed it. I found a really big space, a really big blue glowing stones and the bones of a dragon. I felt like I was in a dream, something asked me to help. I…. I touched the stone, and that is the last thing I remember before everything goes dark. The next thing I know is that everything hurts and I'm near the exit. What happens next you all know. Our current looks aren't the only results of the curse. I for my part are seeing and hearing better, fire doesn't hurt me that much but if I got to cold, I can barely move. I've also got stronger and I… "

Merlin's pale cheeks turns red and he starring at the table, not meeting anyone's eyes. Interesting, Merlin looks embarrassed. 

" and you what mate? Come, you can tell us we are your friends. "

Merlin's answer is nothing more than a murmur and apartly Kilgharrah was the only one who heard if his smirk is anything to go by. 

"Merlin, speak up, we didn't hear you." 

" I started to behave more like a dragon. I started to hoard and I've got more possessive other things and I got overall more growly." 

And Kilgharrah starts to laugh. Merlin's head wipes around, the young man starts to growl low and treating. " What is so funny?!" 

" Oh brother mine, maybe you are more of a dragon than you think. Do tell me what are you hoarding? You were never really interested in riches." Kilgharrahs grin is just teeth and no friendliness and Merlins just growls louder, if Arthur thought Merlin was embarrassed before, it was nothing compared to now. 

Kilgharrah's knowing eyes travel from one knight to another before returning towards his brother's. " I see, but a word of caution Merlin. If you are not careful a hoard can easily turn into an obsession and no one needs an obsession dragon." 

" Oh shut up will you?" 

Clearing his throat Arthur speaks again. "I believe you aren't here just for a family reunion. Why are you here and where did you even get from? Are you here to claim what is yours from the Ambrosius name? If so why did you wait till you all got cursed?"

" The Ambrosius legacy (inheritance)? No. I'm not interested in this or anything else to claim. It's all merlins to claim. We are here so we can figure a way out to break the curse. That is the only reason for us to be here otherwise I would have never set a foot back in these blasted walls. 

This body is more than unpleasant. Merlin was the one who got us all cursed so he can get the curse broken I believe. So once the curse is over we will be gone again and hopefully never be seen again. "

" you talked a lot but you haven't said where you were from. "

" Why should I trust you, sir knight of Camelot, with where we lived? It was knights with the same red cloaks who slaughtered my kin! Dragon and Dragonlords alike with every magic user along! Your cloak are red from the blood of my kin! You-"

" KILGHARRAH! Stop talking! " merlins voice echoes through the room and eerie silence follows his outburst. His growl is inhuman and treating. 

" Do not say a word. You will not seek vengeance. The man who did it is gone and so is the only one who deserves your rage. "

" ah yeah. A happy day it was as the Bastard died." 

" I said not. A. Word. Kilgharrah." 

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Dragons in Human clothing

Part 2

Happy New Year everyone!

Beginning Previous Part (it's both the same link)

After they laid the unconscious man on the patienten coat, Gaius did not let them stay. He did not let anyone visit or could tell what was wrong with the young man.

Nearly five days of not knowing till Merlin was back.

He woke Arthur with his usual rise and shine. Arthur was gasping at him. They all thought him probably dying and now he was back like nothing happened! While observing the raven haired man, Arthur noticed his earlier statement wasn't correct. Merlin was moving slower, more controlled, his hands were in bandages, his face was turned away from the morning sunlight and he was wincing every so quietly, like too much light hurt him.

" Does Gaius know that you are up and running around?"

"Yes, he knows. Said I can go back to light duty, there is nothing he can do anymore. I do not have a fever anymore and it's unlikely I will get worse again."

Arthur noticed that he also sounded different, his voice deeper and a little bit growlier, huskier but also like he got something stuck in his mouth so that he whispers some sounds.

Getting out of the bed and towards his breakfast he tries to see the lie in Merlin's statement. Merlin is hiding something but Arthur can't make out what. Is his injury? Or the fact that maybe Gaius did not gave him his okay to work? Or maybe something different? Sighing, he let it be for the moment.

" Alright, you can polish the armour or swords later during the training but if Gaius did not know anything about you working again, we will chain you to the sick bed. Understood?"

All he got in return was a checky grin and a sarcastic "Yes Sire".

" The others will be happy to see you again."

The smile he got in return this time was not his usual sunshine grin but a little shy warm smile.

It was good to have his friend back.

Nearly a fortnight after Merlin was well enough to work again, even if he was even stranger than ever before, there was an uproar on the main gate.

The prince and his manservant were on the training field. With a jerk Merlin is standing and staring into the distance, the armor he was polishing falling from his bandages hand, drawing the attention from the king and his knights but before Arthur can say anything some guards are running towards them, ahead of the guards is a little child.

"Stop running!"

"Stay immediately!"

Merlin's eyes go wide and his skin pales before he starts running towards the little child.

The child throws themselves at the manservant and Merlin catches and cradles them against his chest. The guards slown a bit and even the knights and the King are staring in surprise while the child happily snuggles closer to a manservant who is frozen on the spot. If Arthur didn't know it better he would say Merlin looks absolutely terrified.

The child looks odd, strange even with its long wild brown, gray, white hair, too big dirty tunika, no shoes and otherall dirty. Arm, legs, face, everything looks dirty. Arthur can't really say if it's a girl or a boy but before he can observe the child more, one of the guards speaks up.

"Sire! There is trouble at the gate! There is a man demanding to see your manservant immediately. This child was with him and as it started running into the lower town and one tried to grab it, he started attacking. He is like a wild beast and is still demanding to see Merlin. "

All eyes are on the man in question. But Merlin is just looking at the child,thinking and then his eyes go wide again and then he is running off towards the gates. Not listening to anyone to wait.

God dammit.

Merlin is running. Not caring who he bumps into or who is shooting after him. Aithusa, a grounding weight in his arms, makes happy noises while Merlin's mind is running faster than he is.

No, no, no. Please don't.

Ahead of him he can see the tumult. At least five guards on two knights surrounding a tall wild looking man. Two other guards are lying on the ground.

"Get the damn boy here! I will not go away! I swear I will break your neck if you -"

"KILGHARRAH STOP IT!"

"Ah the young-"

" Shut up! Stop treating the guards! What by the gods are you doing?! What happened to the two of you?!"

" I believe the same what happened to you but perhaps you want to talk somewhere else with fewer ears to eavesdrop?"

Only now Merlin noticed the others. Arthur and the knights standing behind him and some curious onlookers behind them, they really did a spectral.

" Merlin, who is this? "

With a deep sigh he turned to face his king." this is Aithusa and Kilgharrah, they are…." he hesitated some, not sure how to describe them but Kilgharrah answers for him.

" We are his kin."

" He is your brother?"

" Yes, one could say, we share the same father." "And the child?"

" Merlin sired Aithusa."

" You have a child Merlin?! "

Chewing on his bottom lip, Merlin didn't really listen to the other. He adjust his grip on Aithusa and looked down to her, she was quite happy playing with his hair.

"Merlin???"

He frowns, she is quite dirty and smells and…. "Kilgharrah, why is Aithusa stained with dried blood?!" His voice is a low, dangerous growl. He is blacking his fangs but Merlin doesn't care. Kilgharrah raises his hands in a soothing gesture.

"Merlin, she is not harmed. There were some bandits on the way and you know, where do you think we got this clothing?"

Merlin is staring, everyone is staring. " We need to talk. Now." he turns back to the citadel but before he got very far the king is getting in his way.

" Merlin, what by the gods his happening? You have a child???"

Merlin's shoulders slumps." Sire, please not now. Can we… I mean could we…. Please not now. "

Arthur searches his face, taking in the defieded look. " take them to a guest chamber, let them wash and give them something to wear, afterwards we will have a little chat, understood?"

"Yes, thanks Arthur."

He starts again but this time the clearing of a throat behind him makes him stop. " Merlin, didn't you forget something???"

Merlin looks puzzled towards the taller man before realizing what he means. " Oh, right. Yeah. If you don't harm anyone you can come."

And with that Kilgharrah finally enters Camelot.

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Twin Skeletons

Part VII

Beginning Previous Part

A happy new year everyone!

Again: I know nothing and do what I want.

Another school day, another day of getting detention because skulker burned his homework, Danny did not know why he even tried. Probably because Mr. Lancer as the only adult in his life who hasn't given up on him yet and his worry looks are way worse than the disappointment of his parents. Taking a deep breath he makes his way back home but stops just after a few steps. A cold shiver travels up his back, a feeling so different from his ghost sense and yet somehow similar, it reminds him vaguely of his time in Gotham. Damn, someone is watching and Danny would be this allowance that's the red helmet anti hero but looking around he find nothing. 

Walking faster he tries to escape and behind the next corner he goes ghost and invisible. Flying home is faster anyway and just after a few minutes the feeling is gone. Maybe it was just a fluke, why would a vigilante come after him three weeks after the last meeting them? It doesn't make sense. 

A block away from home he turns back and walks the last bit. 

"I'm back home." he calls into the house after closing the door but no one answers him. Loud noise rises from the basement but otherwise its quite. Nowadays  he sees his parents only if they are hunting Phantom or other ghosts. It got quite lonely after Jazz went to college. But at least no one is nagging him about eating in his room. Taking some cereals and a probable  ecto-contained milk he makes his way up towards his room only to get attacked as soon as he sets foot into that very one room. Oddly enough it's not a ghost who throws him against the wall nor is it an ecto-gun that is pushed into his face. Opposite of him is that ninja from Gotham with a sharp knife at his throat and a hand other his mouth. 

" then I take my hand away you will not scream or you will be dead. I'm just here to talk. Blink if you understood."

Blinking two times Quickly one after the other the ninja dude let go of him and takes a step back. 

"alright ninja dude. What do you want? Why are you in my room and did you kill my parents? If not please tell me they don't know you are here." 

"Tt. The Dr. Fentons are still alive in their basement. And my name is Damian. I'm here because of this." Damian takes a very familiar sketch book out of his bag and holds it towards Danny but doesn't let him take it back. 

"That is mine! You stole it!" 

"I want to know how you know about his." Damien shows him his last sketch of some star constellation. 

"hell if I knew! I don't know."

"Tell me how you know about this!" 

"Don't know!" 

" How do you know about it?! " 

"I really don't know! I think I just remembered it." 

"How do you remember it?! You know the other drawings don't prove much, mother knew about all this so it's not so far fetched she could have gave you this memories but not about his stars! Only Danyal and I knew this so tell me are you truly him? I just need to know. Please. " Damian's voice  trembled slightly but it was barely noticeably, his shaking hands and wet eyes were more noticeable. Taking a deep breath Danny goes with one hand through his hair and than rubs the back of his neck. 

" Okay. Maybe we should sit down. I don't know for sure if I am your Danyal but I have the feeling I'm probably am. Before you say something let me finish okay? I don't remember much about my life before I got to the Fentons. Hell my first memory is about Jazz finding me next to a car wreck. I remember everything hurting and that there is blood and glass everywhere. The car was upside down and there was a dead woman a few feets away from me.  Jazz was with her parents out and she found the wreck just as I was waking up again. They said she was too young to be my mother, I was probably only 7 or 8 and she was barley out of her teens. Jazz screamed for her parents and they got me to a hospital. There they discovered that I came probably from an abusive household and from there on jazz did not wanted to let me be alone. She came with all the psychological stuff why foster homes were bad for traumatic little children and so I got adopted by the Fentons. But everything before that, I have no memories of it. That is till roughly two and a half years ago. I started to dream of stuff. About the mountains and the desert and about you I think. But till three weeks ago I thought nothing of it. Than you called me Danyal and had this blasted sword in your hands and everything was now more real. It still doesn't make sense but it feels more like remembering. Who are we? What was this cult like think we grew up in? And how do I end up in America after you killed me?! It all makes no sense or? " 

Danny stared at his twin and his twin stared back. 

" In a way some of it makes sense. We grow up in the league of shadows, it's a league of assassins and grandfather was the head of it. He was called the- "

" the demon head. He wanted to make the world a better place with killing the person who stood into his way, right?"

" Yes and he lived for centuries because he used his Lazarus pit. Lazarus pit heal the ill and hurt but kill the health….. Danyal are you okay? "

Danny was shaking. He knows he was shaking and he is not okay. He sees green. Green and green and green. Toxic green but wrong. Nothing like the Ghost zone or ectoplasm. Nothing like the portal. 

" n-no. I think I have to puke. I think I know what you are talking about. D-do you think that is how I survived? "

"I don't know. I could be but It makes no sense." 

" My Headache is back. What are we doing now?" 

"I'm… Not sure." 

" are you hungry? I'm hungry. Let's go to nasty burger." 

"You want eat at a place called nasty burger?" 

" yeah, it's better than its sounds and way better than everything we have in the house." 

".... Should one be concerned by this?" 

"Maybe? Don't know. By the way are you trying to kill me again? If so please to stab me again. For once I want a painless death." 

"You are taking it all very calmly." 

" oh no I'm not calm, I'm freaking out but also I'm hungry and maybe it's safer to be in public, so out we go." 

Damian just looks at his Twin strangely but follows him nonetheless. He really wants to believe this is his twin Danyal but his only evidence are this one memory they share. But still so many questions are left unanswered and he should probably tell father soon about his twin but…. Damian doesn't want to share him just yet and maybe it's good to get his trust first. Yeah, this time Damian will be a good big brother for Danyal.

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[eihwaz-y-d]

Look at this amazing art! So pretty, so sad. I love it.

It's about the rejected Soulmate Braindead AU

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

@gilbirda Ok, so you made a snippet of on of your AUs a while back (braindead rejected! soulmate i think) and I haven't been able to think of much else since. So my brain made a little thingy for you!

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1. Tim takes a risk one day by writing back to whoever was doodling on his body, with a glittery purple gel pen, asking them to stop trying to contacting him.

All the person asked was, "Why?"

Tim never answers.

2. Danny faces constant rejection from his peers, authority figures, his parents and sister neglect him and now his own soulmate doesn't want him. They hadn't even met before he was rejected. Jazz finds out about Dannys powers and tries to reach out but Danny rejects her pretty violently due to his own pain. Then the episode where Sam and Tucker ditch him for Gregor happens and he gives up.

The two people in his life that has had pretty much complete control over his life and trajectory just abandoned him and he does not take it well. He ripped the symbol off his chest, disappeared and never came back.

3. Danny zooms into a new dimension/universe/whatever to avoid his former friends and family from being able to track him only to land in a place called Central City and immediately getting roped into helping Captain Cold who gives him a normal domino mask and they end up working together for a while.

4. Danny somehow overhears one of the speedster talking on the phone about his friends brothers soulmate issue at some point and they perfectly describe the interaction that happened between Danny and his soulmate all those years ago, down to the glittery purple gel pen and the types of doodles Danny had made as a kid and the things he said.

Danny learned one of his soulmates belonged to a group of detective vigilantes in a place called Gotham. Unfortunately he was spotted by the speedster and Danny had to bounce.

5. The Flash made reports to the Justice League about a meta teen who hes been having trouble with for a while and can't seem to pin down. He only asked for tips though as he "could handle it himself."

6. Danny leaves for Gotham and learned about Catwoman and Batmans weird Master Thief and Greatest Detective dynamic and decided that's what he wants to do. He was going to make his soulmate chase after him one way or another. Someone was going to want him even if they were wanting him behind bars.

He begins robbing bank vaults and museums, leaving no trace or clue as to what happened until he starts leaving a calling card of sorts.

7. Jason, who's been on the outs with his family lately meets this spunky white haired meta kid running around with a sci-fi mask/visor thing and giving supplies to homeless encampments and keeping the less fortunate alive and befriends him. He learns that this is the guy everyone has been searching for and just...tells no one. Jason is all for a Robin Hood vigilante, and really, its kinda funny to see his family squirm.

8. Phantom and Catwoman rob the same museum at the same time but for different things. They stare at eachother from where they're both still crouched from thier respective landings until Danny breaks the tension with "I didn't see you if you didn't see me?"

Catwoman laughs, amused. "Sure."

9. Danny finally narrowed down which of the batfam is his soulmate and introduced himself to them as Phantom.

The first thing Danny did was hit on Tim. Tim is flustered but otherwise doesn't really respond to it and tries to fight Phantom into submission, so of course Danny ghosts him by disappearing through a roof mid fight. Danny made a big show of his intangibility in that fight and made it seem like it was the only power he had but he was very skilled with it and he wanted to impress him.

10. Phantom becomes well known to the underbelly of Gotham. Mostly the homeless and nightworkers. But Danny was open and friendly. Never judging and always ready to lend a helping hand. Even better. He never came to collect on favors.

Over time, they became loyal to him.

11. Danny gets framed for a series of murders and the whole gang (minus Hood) are trying to capture him, thus, motorcycle chase scene. They use the white of his tires to tell when he's gone intangible due to all the dirt falling off the wheels. Nightwing jumps onto the bike and shocks Danny with his encrizma sticks right before Danny grits out "bye bye birdy~" and makes a big show of taking in a deep breath and holding it.

Nightwing is forced to jump off the bike as Danny runs through the concrete abutment of the overpass and coming out the other side

12. Danny meets Tim and Duke in his civilian form while he was at a Wayne tech conference. Danny had been asked about one of his inventions and was trying to show off the blueprints and explain things and thats why he was there in the first place. Duke of course, was internally screaming because that's the guy thats the guy they've been hunting for nearly a year but can find nothing on.

Red Robin confronts Phantom that night on a rooftop and Phantom laughs at him, "Thats why I was avoiding Signal for so long. He'd see my magical girl form and know instantly."

RR holds out a pair of handcuffs and says "Its over Danny." Phantom smirks and says, "I don't think it is, Tim" before jumping off onto a different roof and disappearing into the night. Tim is shook.

13. Danny over hears Robin berating RR at an old clocktower and intervenes, "Little Wayne, you do realize you were the first person I figured out, right?"

Damian proceeds to lose his mind.

14. Tim accidentally finds a material that Phantom can't phase through and quickly gets to work making things he can use against Danny. What he doesn't know is that Danny can phase through it he just pretended he couldn't because he wanted to see what would happen/what Tim would do.

Danny can sense the material and it feels really wierd to him, but doesn't harm him at all.

15. RR manages to knock Phantoms visor off his face and realizing it was made of tech he swipes it and brings it back to the cave for study.

He wasn't ready for all the information on the computer. Not only was his nemesis(?) from another plain of reality (he thinks Danny is from the ghost zone) but he was once a superhero with his own Rogues Gallery and human city to protect. Which begs the question, why did he become a Phantom thief?

16. The Joker hears about Phantom giving the bats the run around and comes to a misunderstanding about which bat he's been messing with which ultimately ends with Joker saying that he is Batmans ultimate nemesis and Phantom asking what that had to do with him? The misunderstanding is cleared up when Phantom complained about Joker even thinking that he was flirting with Batman because "Ew! He's an old man!"

Joker still got a few shots in for the heck of it but so did our ghost boy but they were no longer enemies.

17. The whole batfam had been freaking out about finally capturing Phantom and celebrating and plotting on how they were gonna get him to keep his mouth shut about thier identities until Jason came in,

Jason: Need help?

Phantom: Please?

Jason: *escapes with Danny*

Batfam: What?! No!!! Why?!

18. The batfam have only a vague idea of the Robin Hood thing going on. They know he's doing it just not to the extent its gone to. They find out later on that Phantom had been working with RH and his gang to sell off the items and most of the profits go to helping people. Other times he strait up gives jewelry and whatnot to children and working girls because "Everyone deserves something pretty, and even if its not your style you can keep it for a rainy day"

Phantom quickly gains a following and Danny doesn't even know about it. Clueless indeed.

19. Dannys main motivation in this is essentially just playing Cops and Robbers with Red Robin. Nothing else really matters to him. Not the robberies, not the fact he's working with a crime lord, not even his own safety matters much to him anymore. Hes readily zooming down the path of self destruction and Hood starts telling his family stuff, but only because he was genuinely worried about "Casper" crashing and burning.

20. No one knows why Phantom is fixated on Red Robin. He refuses to tell them. Red thinks its just because he's the smartest of the bats and he's not entirely wrong.

21. Danny legit started scheduling his heists with Tim to ensure they're both free after one couldn't make it too many times which blew the birds mind. Phantom must have been just that confident that he would always win. The bats eventually think Danny will stop stealing if RR isn't in the city for a long period of time. Danny more or less followed him and stole stuff from whatever city Tim was in. If there wasn't any museums or banks then Danny would steal a local landmark. Tim still wasn't sure how Phantom stole an entire building that one time but it had never been seen since.

22. Hood grows to be very protective of our favorite ghost boy. They bond and are actually really close. Danny admits he always wanted an older brother.

23. Tim goes off world for a while to see how Danny would react and Danny just...drops off the radar. No one knows where he is and after a week or two they start getting worried.

Tim returns after three months and Danny reappears two weeks after him with a tan and keepsakes from the places he visited on his vacation. Tim later screams into his pillow.

24. Tim has made it his personal mission to figure out who Danny really is, why he's fixated on him, where he came from, ect. Hes trying so hard but can't find anything. Its almost like he didn't exist before. Tim suddenly got an idea after Phantom accidentally got hit in the face and got a nosebleed. Tim saw green blood and immediately realized Danny might not even be human. Fortunately for our little ghost, he thinks he's an alien. A Martian specifically. Tim manages to snag a good sample from treating Phantoms wounds. Ghostboy was so focus on his core thrumming and mentally comparing it to his heart racing that he didn't even notice.

25. Tim later freaks out because the meta is freaking made out of Lazarus water.

The entire batfam was not happy to discover this and decided to work together to pressure Phantom into telling them what he was and what exactly he wanted.

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Okay so I read the comments section and I hope everything from the reblogs and I just love this. I love the angst. And love this with Danny spiralling. But let me add to it too.

What if it's still the same universe. What if how one views the soulmate thing is just a social construct. I mean not every soulmate needs to be romanticall or sexual, it could be totally platonic too. The point soulmate are just a match on a deep level no one understands, the two (or more) souls just fit together, they get each other or so the theory. It's mostly a modern more open minded theory.

So now, what if Tim didn't mean to reject his soulmate. He is a vigilante and being a vigilante is a dangerous life and it could be also be dangerous for one soulmate and losing one soulmate after knowing them is way more painful than never knowing them or so Tim thinks. He really doesn't mean to hurt Danny (it doesn't make the whole thing better tho). Tim is also from a big city with an more open minded view of things like romanticall or sexual same-sex soulmate are okay or having more than one soulmate is also no problem and people reject soulmates aren't that bad because people have their reasons(but usually it happens after meeting the soulmate). So Tim doesn't know what he is doing to Danny with him rejecting him. Danny is after all from a little town in the middle of nowhere, they could have a bit radical /out-of-date view of soulmates and the rejection/being rejected (and everything else people could hate about a thing that is no one's business) and could have the whole prejudice thing and everything. And top it all, Tim is a bit social awkward and doesn't know it better, like he could have used his hurt Danny less or that not everywhere people not get stigmatize for things they have no control over. (It does not make it better Tim. You meant well but did the absolute opposite. Not okay.)

But what done is done. It wasn't like Danny's soulmate was the last bit of comfort he had. Oh wait, the bulling at school from his peers or the constant comparison with his sister from the teacher or his neglecting parents. Maybe for Danny dreaming about finding his soulmate was his last bit of comfort he had, his soulmate was supposed to understand him after all, it didn't matter to him that his soulmate did not respond, Danny still had the hope but with the rejection he started to spiralling. He just wanted to be accepted, to be knowledge, to be cared for.

The bulling only got worse after the rejection, his soulmates last words were permanent branded on his arm for the world to see after all. He still wrote a draw on his arms even if his soulmate would not see it.

And than the accident happened and for a time it got better. The whole being a hero thing helped with being seen and some of the other teenager accepted him even but than it went downways again. And soon the breaking point was met and Danny just packed his things and got into the next bus out and somehow ends in central city and meets captain cold (and I like the captain cold from the flash TV series /arrow vers /legends of tomorrow, he isn't a bad guy just a criminal)

And for a moment Danny is going good. He would be easy to manipulate but captain cold is not playing mind games. So Danny is doing better.

Than he hears about Red Robin and Danny decis to look into it.

And everything plays out like it was mentioned before. Danny is hyperfixed at red Robin, he steals, he doesn't care for what he steals, he befriends Red Hood, he drives the Batfam crazy, he is downplaying his powers, red hood is concerned but Danny is doing better but than it goes down again. Red Hood starts to distance himself, red Robin declares he is done with this etc.

Danny is broken, weak, easily to manipulate but still the ghost King. Someone could take advantage of this. Maybe Danny goes a little bit unhinged. Danny wants to stay good but what is really good and what is really evil in this fucked up world.

He can't be normal, he can't be an astronaut and explore space, he can't be someone who would be knowledged and cared for, he can't be happy, he simply can't fulfil any obsession he might have. So maybe Dan was right after all and he was inevitable? But would he really become Dan if he doesn't fuses his ghost half with Vlads ghost half? Maybe. Maybe not. There is a way to find out. And maybe it stops hurting.

All the while the Batfam is like maybe they made a mistake, they still know nothing about that Danny wanted with his red Robin obsession but Jason swears he is a good kid.

Tim just wishes it would stop feeling he made a really big mistake.

And somehow they could get a second chance for a happy ending.

please. Pretty please, Am I allowed to write a fic like that from your idea /prom?

[fisticuffsatapplebees]

Okay everyone. Sit down. The fact this prompt has infected my brain literally from the day it was posted has resulted in an idea. (I’ve been thinking about and craving this prompt for ages but my brain is smooth and its has given me very little to share for that amount of time) For a bit of vague context, I’ve always liked the idea of Danny having one of those stock episodes where your hero has to break out/rationalize/deconstruct a dream world that's designed to give them everything they want. I mean we literally have Nocturn right there guys. This post by @coffeecakecafe has a beautiful comic about this idea which lives in the back of my brain rent free.

  This next part is irrelevant to the current prompt but please indulge me. I also like the idea that to get out of a dream Danny has to face his trauma and recreate his accident. Just. Him having to push past these counterfeits of his friends and family to face and accept something that's hurt him and learn to live with this part of himself with the added angst of how exactly he does that. Cuz it’s Danny, the angst king.

But the idea is that when Tim tells him he’s not going to chase him, to indulge him, anymore, that Danny just silently breaks. He says nothing but a barely audible, broken, “...okay.” before Tim leaves and he’s alone again. He takes it as the final confirmation that no one will ever truly love and accept him, that he’s too broken and damaged for anyone to even care. That even if they do they’re better off without him. And he just breaks. So he just disappears off the face of the Earth and into the ghost zone.

Then he goes to Nocturn (I always like the headcanon that Nocturn either was never really trying to hurt Danny or that they end up on better terms because I’m projecting my love of the idea of finding comfort with this personification of Dream itself.) and he asks Nocturn to put him to sleep. To just let him dream, let him leave everything behind. Nocturn promises that he’ll be safe here and no more harm will come to him before doing it. (The dream might not be the everything you wanted kind of dream. I, at least, imagine it as something that regularly shifts. It probably includes a lot of space stuff.)

Cut to Tim who never expected Danny to actually stop let alone just disappear off the face of the earth. It’s a whole “never know what something means to you until it’s gone” situation and now he’s desperately trying to find him again. (Maybe this counts as Danny rejecting him and he feels it, in whatever way fits the particular soulmate AU, and maybe now he’s making connections) Only issue is the “disappearing off the face of the Earth” thing is more literal than he knows so nothing works.

Then it’s the, ‘part of the Batfam/JL gets yeeted into the ghost zone and have to get help to get out’, thing. Tim is ecstatic to learn that Danny is apparently from and in this realm, at least at first. None of Danny’s rogues (or anyone really, Danny becomes the blorbo of the realms, kid need so many hugs) are happy about these people who hurt him being here especially Tim and especially if you go with Danny having had a core break. Despite this they come to the conclusion that Danny is the only one likely able to help them get back to the right universe (and willing. Danny has never been good at not helping someone.) The rogues explain it’s not going to be as simple as it sounds and where and what state Danny is in. They probably explain what a core break is as well and the JL (*cough* Tim *cough*) are left to process the implications of everything.

Next up, sleeping beauty parallels.

When they arrive they have to talk to Nocturn before they can get anywhere near Danny. Then you get Tim appealing to Nocturn for a second chance or even just to get one chance to talk to him. Nocturn eventually lets Tim dreamwalk into Danny’s dream where he has to try and convince Danny to wake up. At first Danny refuses to listen to him, he’s too scared of being hurt again but Tim is over here desperately apologizing (in the real way. That he’s sorry he ever hurt Danny and if he wants him too he will leave and make the JL find another way. Danny being happy is what is most important to him.) and Danny eventually decides to take the risk of pain for the chance of happiness (of love and acceptance.) Then you get all your healing and hugs and romance. 

Geeze, that took a while to write out. Anyway, I hope that this came out even semi-coherently cuz it was just me throwing up my brain rot. Also have very little experience writing posts. I literally downloaded Tumblr because I kept seeing Danny Phantom fic on Ao3 and it piqued my interest. Then I learned what it was about and the Phandom and its little dead boy infected me immediately. I quickly came to the conclusion that the Phandom exists mostly on tumblr and got myself a tumblr account. Then I realized, wait I suck at interacting with people and failed to really post or reblog anything because then people would perceive my existence. And as more than a shadow that sometimes leaves a reply on a post *le gasp*. (I then discovered it was easier for me to post through memes, apparently. So now I’m a meme gremlin.)

So yeah.

@jellowpool @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 @stealingyourbones @ashoutinthedarkness @rhyme-is-sublime @butterflypeachgrove @omnicrafts @victoria-has-no-secret @weegle @genies-stuck-in-a-lamp-send-help @always-be-a-stranger @welcometosasakiworld @shepardking @thatoneweirdshipper @tomatolearinggamedeveloper-blog @bubblecookies16 @lovelyvictorscorner @eihwaz-y-d @tomatolearinggamedeveloper-blog @phantoms-world-and-more @dyinggirldied @desatu @ashoutinthedarkness ...thoughts?

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They get an Happy End!

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Dragons in Human clothing

Part 1

Hi. As I said in the bio I'm also a fan of BBC Merlin / the Adventure of Merlin and I really like Dragons and so I did this. This story was inspired by two fanfiction that I read if I find them again I'll let you know the names. I will probably write this story here as a rough story and later will make a proper fic (with chapters that are logical rather than just ending a part if I don't want to write further and with a proper disclaimer and structure and everything.) but till than, I hope you all enjoy reading it like I enjoyed writing it!

Disclaimer : I do not know anything and I do what I want, it's a fantasy story.

Why does the prat and his knights never listen to him then he tells them not to do something, like going into the creepy cave just because there are rumors about magic. 

Alright, there is magic in this cave, Merlin could immediately tell but it's old and dormant. So freaking old and whatever this magic is, it's better left sleeping. Naturally they woke up whatever it was and it wasn't quite happy to be woken. 

There was a growling and roaring, something really deep in the belly of the cave started softly glowing and the walls started moving. Some ways closed, some new ways opened up and some stones rained from the ceiling, splitting up the group till Merlin was all alone. He could hear the knights calling for each other and just as Merlin wanted to call out for the other too, he heard something. A whisper, a plea to follow and Merlin did follow it. The next thing he remembers is standing in an open space much bigger than Kilgharrah cave under Camelot with a soft blue glowing stone plaque and a dragon skeleton curled around the stone. The stone looks like it once was bigger, the top part broken away and with some inscription on it. Merlin is drawn to it like a moth to the light. He never saw symbols like that but he still can read them like it was all plain English. He reaches for the glowing stone and the words, not unlike the dragon speak, are tumbling from his lips without a way of stopping. With the last word spoken, cold stone meets his hand and he feels he magic within bursting out, knocking him out. 

 

Slowly Merlin regains consciousness and promptly regrets it. 

Everything hurts. His head, his back, his fingertips and palm, heck, even his teeths hurt. Merlin hates waking up like this. 

It's dark, the open space with the glowing stone and the skeleton are gone. Maybe some falling stone hit him in the head and everything was just a dream but Merlin is never that lucky. Something did happen, the magic is quite awake now. 

Feeling around he tries to find a way out, the soft humming from the magic leads him easily but slowly out and to the others. He can hear the knights and Arthur before he sees them. 

Everyone made it out of the cave and no one was seriously hurt, except for Merlin. Merlin has yet to come out. Arthur thinks, The cave was strange, it separated everyone but leads also everyone out again with its opening and closing of ways, everyone expects Merlin. 

Behind him the knights are arguing or more likely Gawain is arguing with everyone else, while his other knights from the round table are silent. 

 " We need to go back, Merlin is still in there!"  shouts Gawain. And Kay shouted right back. 

" You  want to go back in? The cave is cursed! It's like a moving labyrinth in there, we are lucky to have made it all out alive!" 

" Not all! Merlin is still in there! We should-" 

Arthur has enough of it, he can't think with them arguing like that. 

" Enough! Gawain I understand your worries but going I blind will not help Merlin. We can't go in there without a safe way out. We need a plan-. '' 

Before he can say more, Merlin stumbles into the clearing. He looks worse for wear, tired and pale, his clothes have tears everywhere and are dirty with dust and something brownish red, what Arthur prays is not blood but mostly like is. He is swaying where he stands and blood is running from his hands. Aside from that, he is alive. Merlin looks from one knight to another till his gaze locks with Arthur's and the relief he is feeling is like a huge weight was lifted away till  Merlin opens his mouth and starts talking. Arthur nearly rolls his eyes. 

"Arthur, please listen to me the next time I say I've got a bad feeling about something." 

But before Arthur can say something, Merlin's eyes roll back in the back of his head and pass out. 

Lancelot is the first one to reach Merlin, Gawain hot on his heels, and Carefully examined his friend. 

" Sire, there is a nasty wound on the back of his head and his palms. I fear he needs Gaius or at least another physician." 

"Saddle the horse, if we hurry we can make it to the next village before dark, hopefully they have a physician there." 

Gawain and Lancelot are carefully cleaning and dressing up the wound and then they are on the way. 

There isn't in fact a physician in the next village. 

If they were to ride through the night, they would reach Camelot till noon. He could send someone forward to tell Gaius to prepare for the emergency, let the other horses and knights rest for some hours and then someone should share their horses with Merlin. Maybe it would be easier for the horses if the extra weight would be shared every few hours. Merlin really needs some medical attention. But as long as he doesn't get worse, Arthur thinks, there is no need to be fast and reckless, then they need to be careful and fast. It's just his luck that the physician apprentice, the one who would know how to treat the injured, is the one in need of a physician.

He sends Lamorak ahead. 

Merlin did not wake fully till they reached Camelot. 

On the way his temperature started to rise rapidly and he was murmuring and wimmering. Sometimes he would start to twitch and crying out in pain till consciousness pulled him under again. After that, Arthur took Merlin's limp form from Percival and held him till they arrived in Camelot. 

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Twin Skeletons

Part VI

Beginning Previous Part

Again: I know nothing and do what I want.

Damian needed to admit finding his Brothers clone again, after he ran away, was a difficult task but luckily for him he was sure where to find him again. He needs to get back to the hotel if the clone wants his cover to stay intact. And so he waited at the hotel for the return. What he would do if Danyals clone was back, he wasn't sure. Talking did not worked out for him and kill would may be easy but it wouldn't give him the answers he needs. What was his mother planning, why using his dead brothers face? Is he here to sabotage his place in his family? He just got the trust from everyone, he feels welcomed and at home. Would mother really step this low to get him back into the league of Shadows? 

Maybe he could take him away from mother's influence, maybe, just maybe - after mother paid for this-he could live with them. The original was dead, the clone could live as Danyal. No. Danyal could not, would not be replaced. He would not risk the truth on something so foolish as worthless penance. The only person who would be deserving of his penance was Danyal and not some weak imposter. He could let the clone live in peace after he got his answers. Maybe that was the best way of action. 

His plan was simple, take him, keep him, get the answers he needs and then get him a life neither mother nor father would find him and if he refuses then kill him without his family knowing about it. 

His plan was soon dashed as Red Hood seems to stalk the clone now too. After the teenager was back inside the hotel, Jason decided to observe from the same roof as he was observing from. 

"Go away, Todd."

"Dream on Demon brat." 

Danny did not do anything after sneaking into his room. He sat onto his bed and started writing? Drawing? something till friend threw a pillow towards him and got his attention. Both teenager left the room. As soon as the room was empty, Damian moved again. Maybe this book has some answers. 

"Oi, Demon brat, where are you going?" 

"Isn't it obviously? I take a look at this book." 

Entering was easily, just like stealing the book. In no time at all he was back on a roof, a different one so maybe Jason would let him be -he wasn't that lucky, - Jason followed him. 

" What's in there?"

Looking through it, Damian answered. " looks like sketches and drawings." 

There are drawings of his friends and sister, one of his 'parents', some of strange looking people, some shenanigans if he reads it correctly and something pretty disturbing. 

Turning another page, he found the landscape of his childhood home, the trainings field, the temple, the mountains, the desert. In between the landscape he found drawings of a faceless woman in Mother's robes and a faceless boy wearing the trainings uniform. Once there was a drawing of a man in what could be Grandfather's clothings but the sketch was scribbled over till it was hard to tell. 

Then his blood froze in his veins. The next drawing was a sketch of the night sky, of two constellations to be exactly. The Demon twins and The Bat. Two constellation made-up by a five year old boy in a cold desert night. No one knew about it. No one should know about it except for Damian and the boy who dreamed, who died, who he killed. 

Damian snapped the book close. No, noway. It doesn't makes any sense, he refuses to believe it. He refuses to hope, because there would be no explanation for it to make sense. 

Putting the sketch book away he made his way to the next safe house, he ignored Red hoods demand for an explanation. He changed his clothings and soon was on his way home.

~°~°~°~

Jason had nearly two weeks of peace and quiet in his head before the pit was back. He was out and about as red hood, someone was selling drugs to children. It shouldn't be a big problem but he was wrong. So wrong. 

In one moment he tries to talk dude with the gun down, in the next moment a stone or something else small flies through the air and hits him. The burning rage of the pit hits Jason like a sledgehammer to the solar plexus. Everything goes green and the next thing Jason knows the alley is red and This is not good. Not good at all. He wasn't this out of control since he first got out of the Lazarus pit. 

It only took a week more for Jason to throw hands and declare defeat. Whatever the boy did, he needs to do it again and the sooner the better. 

So Jason buys himself the next available ticket to Chicago  and is a few hours later on a plane straight to Illinois and from there to Amity Park. 

How to keep calm and cool in a little air plane with a screaming child and some rassistic old people with hearing problems was something he did not plan for. But somehow he managed not to kill anyone no matter how green his vision gets-his control hangs on it's last thread-. 

He also did not plan for the demon brat 

to skip school and be with him on the plane or at least at the airport Chicago, Illinois. They meet each other at baggage pickup. 

" The hell are you doing here brat?" 

" Tt, I'd could ask you the same Todd." 

" You are on the way to Amity Park, aren't ya?" 

" Tt." 

" I take it as a yes. Why are you going now?" 

" Father will be on a League business and Pennyworth is informed that I would be at Jon's after school for the whole weekend. Now is a great opportunity for further observations." 

" Yeah sure, I just pretend I believe you, it's just observations. Did you know that the DNA from the boy fried Green Arrows analysis thingy? "

" Why did the Green Arrow had a DNA sample of Danyal? "

Jason's eyebrow rose nearly to his hairline and he blinked a few times in surprise. The brat did not call the boy Fenton or Daniel, like his pass said but Danyal and even more surprisingly Damian didn't notice his misstep or Jason's reaction at all. He'll just pretend there are no missteps, it's better for the pit madness.

" Roy owed me a favor and if Bruce knew about that he would have visited the boy already. I surprised you managed to distract him from the boy."

" I just told father that it's just coincidence, that the DNA doesn't match at all and he doesn't know a thing about the league of shadows. "

" wow brat, lying towards the big bad bat."

"Why are you here Todd?" 

" How about I pretend I believe you and you pretend I'm not here at all." 

"Tt." 

"Now, let's go Brat. I'll rent us a car. Amity park is just another one or two hours away. Say how did you plan on getting there?" 

" That is none of your business."

They didn't speak till they pass the Welcome to Amity Park, the United States haunted city sign. 

Jason had the whole drive a white knuckle grip on the wheel and Damian is eyeing him nervous. But as soon as they pass the sign Jason has the feeling he can breath just a little bit easier. 

"Are you having problems with the pit again? I thought you had everything under control." 

"Brat, don't ask questions or I start too. For example why did you call him Danyal and not Daniel?" 

"Tt. Fine. I did not say a thing." 

On the first look Amity Park looks like a nice little town in the middle of nowhere but if one takes a closer look one sees the burn marks or the Quickly re-paved streets. And everywhere are ghost themed stuff. A ghost themed café here, a ghost themed shop there. 

Soon the both arrived at the only nice hotel in the city and after checking in Damian is already back out on the streets. 

Probably looking for 'Danyal'. A shame Jason will have to follow him, they have the same target after all.

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I'd have a fever dream about a group of aliens invading my Twin Skeletons world.

But it it wasn't a normal alien Invasion like we now with a big fights and the earth is ours now scenarios. This were selfcare aliens. They saw earth heros and how no one was taking care of themselves so they thought it was a good enough reason for an invasion. The Justice league was no fight for them and they just kidnapped every hero for their own selfcare program. Danyal and Damian even got therapy together, it was a fighting therapy (no it was not, it didn't stop the thing from becoming one tho) . Bruce also got therapy. And the Batgirls and Duke got a visit in a spa and therapy. (Everyone got therapy. ) Meanwhile no one on earth knows what the heck just happened. One moment aliens were here and demanding that the Justice league face them and the next moment the whole justice league is there they disappear.

That's it. That was my fever dream. Have fun with the idea of selfcare aliens.

P. S. It was a literally fever dream. I'm ill with laryngitis. Yeahy me. Just for everyone wondering.

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Twin Skeletons

Part V

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I wrote it at 2am, slept till 4am and then read it over sleep deprivation. And I felt like posting again so enjoy!

Again: I know nothing and do what I want. This goes also for the American traffic system or (sadly) astronomy.

The next thing Danny is aware of again is Tucker standing before him and asking something about breakfast. Ohhh it was time for breakfast. Danny did really drew for the rest of the night. Looking down on his sketches, he still feels like the memories are too real, too closely below the surface. He still feels like drawing, to get it out of his head but there is no time for it anyway. At least the headache has settled towards a little throbbing in the back of his mind, he can work with it. 

"Dude? Are you coming? Breakfast is waiting!" 

" Yeah, yeah." 

Putting his sketch pad back in his backpack he crawls out of the bed and follows Tucker out of the room. 

Breakfast is pretty good but at this point Danny considers every food that is not reanimated and  or ready to eat him good food. This should be a thing, sadly it is. After breakfast he and his classmates were getting their bags and were supposed to be on the road back home. Danny had put everything away last night before his little impro journey and nothing was left lying around, so he didn't bother to control his bags, he knew for sure he got everything. 

Not like Tucker, his best bro was running around like headless chicken to get everything together, it was amusing to witness - and for once not being the one who sank into the chaos-. 

It was time to get home, back to his haunt and back to his family. Strangely enough the last part did not feel as true as it should be but Danny is ignoring it, just like he is ignoring the not memories form last night or the drawing he did. 

Back in the school bus -in last seat next to Sam and Tucker-, he was asleep as soon as the bus drove past the city limits. It was like Noctrum themselves got hold of Danny and pulled him under.

"Stop crying this instead, if anyone witness you like this, they will punish you again."

 "B-But Akhi." 

"No! This is our mission. You are supposed to kill too!" " But I don't want to! Why can't I just keep protecting you?"

 "Because you are weak Danyal I don't need protection form someone like you! You are a failure and a shame as an Al ghul!" And with this his brother turned away. He never looked back towards his hurt brother. 

"Akhi!" he knew this was the moment he truly lost his brother, he sounded just like Grandfather and this hurted way more than his still bleeding arm. If he didn't hesitate, if he simply killed he would not have got hurt. But he saw the fear in the eyes of his victim, this young man did not deserved death, his only sin was being sired by the wrong father. 

Just one more reason for grandfather to be disappointed in him. Slowly he reached towards his sword and followed his brother home.

He was little, oh so very little but he was not alone by his side was his twin, they were always together. A faceless woman gently caress their heads. She told them a story. A story about their father and their birth. A story about how special they are and a story about the great thing they would do together because they are the Demon twin. 

Danny felt warm safe with his brother by his side in the arms of their mother.

"Akhi! Look! All those stars, aren't they beautiful? Here in the desert, you can see the milky-way." 

The boy next to him rolled his eyes at Danny's enthusiasm. 

"Danyal, focus. This is why Grandfather thinks you are not a worthy heir. You are too soft and too easily distracted. Now, We need to get home."

 " I know Akhi, I know. We should try to find the Polaris or Orion should also be easy to spot this time of the year. "

Danny looked at his twin for a moment and then turned his face also towards the sky. Here, abandon in the desert with his twin by his side he felt the safest. There was once a time where Danny and his brother were inseparable. They would hide together from the mean teachers and instructors, they would steal some sweets from the kitchen, they would crawl in the bed of the other and hold each other after a bad dream or they would care for their wounds together.

But than Grandfather's eyes and judgment fell on them and he was found lacking -beside being blessed by the Lazarus water- while his brother was promising. 

Finding either the Polaris or the Orion wasn't hard for Danny, he could find them with his eyes closed, but there was always this spark in his brother's eyes if he was able to accomplish something and prove his worth, so he said nothing for a while. "

Akhi, did you know grandfather has a star named after him?" 

"Danyal! You are supposed to fo-" 

"There it is! We need to go this way." Danny knew how his twin did not like to be interrupted but sometimes it was half the fun. 

"Tt. Then let's go." 

Danny followed him, still looking at the stars. 

" There is really a Star named Ras Al Ghul, the demon head, you can find it by the Pegasus. In the Greek mythology it was said that the horse Pegasus was born from the blood of the Medusa after the hero killed her. Her Head is what they called the Demon head. Even if the story is not about Grandfather, the star and him share the same name."

Danny knew his brother was looking at him, they both knew they never talked useless they have something to say, it's was their tutors and Teachers taught them. So Danny turned towards his brother and smiled.

"How about we name a whole constellation after us? It's the Demon twins and it would be our story. Damian and Danyal, always together, together invincible. It's the story of how you earn the title Demonen head and how I always watched your back. We protect each other and one day we will be free! Like the birds and the stars."Damian was now smiling too, it was just a little smile but that is how his brother always was." how would it look like? "

" I'll show you! It's there, just over Polaris, the bright one is facing east, that's yours! This way you would always find your way back home." 

"And what about you?" 

" I'll be this one, in the west and the stars between us. Their are our swords. Do you see it?" 

"Yes Akhi. I see it. This is the Demon twins. Always together and together invincible."

Everything hurts. But it is also so cold, so very cold. The pain transformed into a numbness as every grow colder. Everything is dark and red and Danny is tired so very tired. His brother is with him, he knows it even if he can't see him anymore. Just one more time he wants to feel his brothers warm, hear his twins voice for the last time but everything is fading so quickly. ".... Ahibuk…. Akhi…." 

Akhi….

"Akhi." Danny woke up with a start and no idea what language he dreamed in. 

 He is still beside Sam and Tucker and still not home. 

"Dude! You were talking in your sleep."

" we didn't knew you know Arabic." 

"I don't. I didn't. How do you know I was speaking Arabic."  Rubbing his face he tries to wake up more but his limbs still feel heavy and his brain is groggy. He grabs after his backpack. He wants to sketch again, he needs to get his mind clear again. The not memories are still there and don't make any sense. 

Tucker just waved his PDA in his face. "Speech recognition software." 

" Figures. Where are we?" 

" Donno, you slept for 6 hours or so but there are still three till we are back in Amity Park." 

Groaning Danny let's his head fall back against the head rest. 

" Ugh. I need to move." 

" You are lucky. Mr. Lancer announced a little break at the next rest area." 

"Yeah lucky me… " where is his sketchbook? Is he too tired to find his sketchbook? Maybe if he tries really looking into his backpack rather than just grabbing blindly for his book, he would find it. But even after looking, It's not in his backpack. He definitely put it back in his backpack. He knows he put it back before breakfast. 

"Hey Tuck, do you know where I put my sketch book?"

" In your backpack, why?"

" It's not there." 

" You're sure?" 

" Yeah."

" But the room was empty after I got my things." 

" Did you two also checked under the bed before leaving?" 

"... no." 

" You probably forgot it. "

" Ugh"

"Tough luck buddy. You should have checked your things too rather than laughing at me." 

"Uggghh."

The rest stop was a great opportunity to get his leg stretched and he also found a cheap notebook and a ballpoint so he could sketch again, hopefully no super criminal or mad villains found his book, he drew some of his parents shenanigans in there too. He should probably get back to look for it. But he was only just a lazy teenager who wanted to get home. Maybe next weekend if his rouges gave him a break. 

The last three hours of driving were boring. Sam and Tucker were sleeping. Dash tried to bully him again and took the notebook. Mr Lancer did what a good teacher would do and stopped Dash, unknown to the teacher he didn't really helped he only delayed the inevitable, but hey points for trying or whatever. 

And Danny drew, he drew well known constellations and he drew constellations no one else knew like the demon twins or the Bat. Both constellations were made up of his not memories and dreams. 

And finally, finally they arrived home. 

Looking out of the window as they stopped at the school, he saw a lot of parents from his classmates ready to pick up their children. 

Not surprisingly his parents were nowhere to be seen. Danny was only a little disappointed, they promised they would be here to pick him up, he really should have seen it coming. 

At least now he got time to release Skulker from the thermos. The hunter thought it was a good idea to try getting his pelt just before they were on the way to Gotham. Danny did warn him he would be stuck in thermos for a week, the ghost still attacked and surprise surprise he got stuck in the thermos. And it was a good enough excuse as any other to try to visit Clockwork. He's still has questions about the doppelganger ninja.

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Anyway I sadly don't know much about astronomy, Orion shows you were east is, the big dipper helps finding the North star (Polaris) and there are stories behind the constellation.

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Twin Skeletons

Part IV

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The petty criminals were quickly dealt with, Jason just needed to walk in the alley and as soon as the wannabe muggers noticed the Red Hood they ran like a dog with its tail between its legs. 

Suits him just fine, now he just needs to deal with the teenagers with zero Self-preservation. Turning around he found himself facing the from the museum. The boy is hunched into himself and rubbing his temples as if to prevent or fight a bad headache, he pays no attention towards his surroundings at all. On closer inspection the kid does not look good, maybe he needs medical attention? 

"Hey kid, are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?" the boy does not react at all. That is not a good sign, reaching out Jason tries again. "Hey kid?" 

But as soon as his hand makes contact with the tens shoulder the teen reacts immediately. 

The kids eyes flyes open -later Jason would swear his eyes flashed a toxic (Lazarus) green for a moment-, with one arm he beats Jason's hand off his shoulder and with the other he throws a punch towards his throat, then something like recognize, understanding and fear flickers other his face. He tries to pull his punch and let it land somewhere other than the throat, literally anywhere else.  Everything happened in a matter of seconds, Jason didn't have the time to react at all. The punch hit him just under his throat where his neck goes into his breast. Jason staggers back, a breathless cry /groan leaves his lips and for a moment it's difficult to breathe again. The pit shrieks and wither in fear and tries to hide deeper before it goes eerie quiet again - It nearly feels like it is gone and never was there in the first -. It takes a moment before air fills Jason's lungs again, he rubs his throat before sitting up again. 

A feral grin spread across his lips and Jason is glad for his helmet overwise he would look like a maniac. But Damn, possibly dangerous person or not, the kid is like a freaking messiah for Jason. One look and the pit trembles in fear and goes quiet, one punch and the pit disappears like it was never there. 

He feels jittery and happy but also at peace. It's like he got dosed with Dopamine, serotonin and Endorphin all at once. He can't remember the last time he feels this good. There was pain he did not notice till it was gone. It feels like heaven. He is high on the best drug and probably already addicted to it. 

" Damn kid, that was a mean punch." Despite the voice modulation his voice still sounds a little hoarse. 

The black haired teen seems almost panicked in his worries. " I'm so sorry, by the Ancients, I didn't mean to punch you. Are you okay? Do you have difficulty with the breathing? Do you need a Doctor? Where do one find a doc-"

A low chuckle - the red hood does not giggle and if anyone would say so, Jason will call them a liar - cuts the rambling short. " Relax, kid, you didn't punch me that hard. I wasn't expecting it and you just caught me off guard. "

Danny narrows his eyes suspiciously, his whole body language screams mistrust. "Are you sure?" 

"Yep." he answers way too cheerful for Red Hood's reputation as a crime lord but Jason simply did not care. He is still grinning like a loon under his helmet. 

After a minute of silence and awkward looking around from Danny and open staring from Jason - who is here to call him out on it? Nobody, he can look all he like-, Jason decides to break the ice, Danny looks rather uncomfortable. 

" Hey, you are the kid from the museum, aren't you? Did you get to see the exhibition you wanted to visit? "

" No."

" A shame, it's really good." 

" just rub it in, will' ya?" 

And Red Hood laughs again while Danny sulks. 

" Whatcha name kid?" 

"Danny" 

" Alright Danny, what are you doing out here in the Narrows at this time?" 

" I got out, then I was attacked by some kind of ninja. I ran and got completely lost but at least I think I lost the ninja dude." 

" lost you say? Why are out and about anyway? Shouldn't little kids like you already been to bed? "

" I have no qualms with punching you again. Can you tell me how to get to the museum from there on I would probably find my way back. "

" I could take you directly to your hotel." 

" Thanks but no thanks. Have you heard of stranger danger? You are not really easy to read with the helm and the voice modification. This doesn't really inspire my confidence in you. I don't fancy being kidnapped again. Just tell me what way to go and I'm not your problem anymore. "

So Damian kidnapped Danny and the boy got away? That is surprising. 

Danny was once again holding his head and was breathing forcefully controlled, like he was trying to breath away pain. 

And the moment of silence was back, then Jason reached for his helm and pressed the mechanism before pulling it off. Luckily he still wore his domino mask underneath the helmet. He did it without thinking and the bat would not approve but who cares about the bat anyway, not Jason, thats for sure. 

"You don't look quite alright, let me help you?" 

" it's just a headache, I'll survive. So? Which way now?" 

Sighting, Jason pointed in the right direction. "That way." 

 Danny slowly moves towards the end of alley. "Nice. Thanks Mr Hero dude."

That brings a little smirke on Jason's lips. "You don't know who I am, or?" 

Looking back other his shoulders Danny replies with a little grin. " No! But with hair like yours I'm pretty sure I would recognize you out of your hero outfit." 

Shaking his head, Jason snorts. "Cheeky brat" 

"At your Service." the Teenager has the nerves to bow mockingly towards him and than he was gone.

As Danny got back at the hotel, it was nearly half past four in the morning and neither his core nor his mind had settled and he didn't believe he could sleep without some nightmares so he would better not try to sleep. Sneaking back in was easy. 

He took his sketch pad from his backpack and did was away does best after a nightmare, he let the memories take hold and just draw till his mind was quite again.

Soooo..... Fun fact. How Danny deals with his overwhelmed mind (and after nightmares) is how I deal with nightmares. I draw them and then they don't haunt me anymore. And one of my head canon of Danny Phantom is that Danny is really good at engineering. (in the Fenton household it is a necessary survival skill for Danny to be good at engineering, he needs to know how his parents technology works, how to manipulate the technology or straight up sabotage it so he dies not completely) but being good at engineering also means to know how to read the blueprints correctly or draw some himself, I think. And I assume one needs at least a little bit of drawing skills for that so for this fic Danny is decent at drawing and sketching.

And also. Someone once told me as I hit puberty if I am in the need of defending myself I should always goes for the soft parts like the throat and than run. So it becomes a habit of writing punching someone in the throat rather than punching in the face.

I hope you all enjoyed reading!

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Twin Skeletons

Part III

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Again: I know nothing and do what I want.

His instincts are at war with each other. On one side he wants to cry and hug the male before himself and be held in return. Once this person was safety and home and family. But on the other side his core is screaming and raging because this sword killed him once, his hands hold the sword that killed him, his blood is on this blade and hands. And then there is a there is a third side, the human side, the living side, that doesn't understand. 

He can't remember, he does not understand. Danny feels like he is being ripped apart and for a moment he wonders if it will feel like this if his parents ever get their hands on Phantom. 

He doesn't understand and doesn't know what to do. He wants to scream and wail till it will despair (or at least till the building will collapse around them). He wants to flee, to run and hide till its safe again, till he can't be hurt again. He wants to fight, to protect himself, to let it never happened again. He can't decide what to do so he doesn't do anything, he just bites down on his hand to prevent himself from wailing, hides his eyes behind his hair and other hands and hopes he will soon know how to ask the question that are burning on its tongue without the danger on bringing the building down. 

The temperature is rapid falling, Damian could see his own breath ( it's summer, he should be able to see his breath useless some villain has done something again) and the frost is climbing the window. And while everything grows cold and freezes, the boy, clone, the Doppelgänger, his brother Danyal is having some kind of breakdown. That does not go like he hoped he would. He hoped to get some answers and maybe the breakdown is an answer in itself but one Damian can't properly interpret. 

"Are you familiar with the name Danyal Al Ghul? Or Damian Al Ghul?" 

The teenager rips his hand out of his mouth, blood flows freely from where he bit on it. 

"You killed me! You shoved this damned sword through my heart! Why do I remember something that is…. That is….. It isn't impossible, or? It did happen? Who are you?! What do you want from me?!" His voice is strangled in his fear and rage. But there is also a gruesome echoing growl in this teens voice that triggers some part in Damian's brain that lets him feel like prey. He takes instinctive a step back before he really can deliberately think about it. So much for that doppelganger theory. 

His heart tighten in his chest. It's only a clone. It can only be a clone. 

Danyals clone is pacing by now. One hand buried in his black hair and still asking questions. Strange behavior for one of mothers clones, maybe it was a failure? Just like Danyal once was? But why him? Does he really need to kill his brother again? 

" Why did mother made you?" 

" 'made me' pff, that's one way of saying it. I don't know. Maybe my birth mother just wanted some fun? But maybe she…. Still makes no sense. Ugh, my head is killing me." The clone mumbles the last part to himself while rubbing his temple. 

He really looks as if he was in pain. If Damian is careful he can give the clone a quick and merciful death, not like the first time. It would be easy, his defense is down and Danyla was easy to kill back then. Damian carefully grips the hilt of his sword again, trying not to draw any attention to the movement.

 The clone has his back turned on him, it couldn't be any easier but why isn't the clone dead already? Does he hesitate because it's not himself he would kill? No, the only reason he hestial is because he needs to know what his mother is planning. That is the only reasonable conclusion, not because of guilt or grief.

" That's not what I meant. Why not stick with clones of me? Why make a clone of Danyal?! Answer me! What is her plan?"

Danyal's head snaps back to Damian, his eyes focus back on the sword and for a moment he looks confused. 

" A clone?" Then a hysterical laugh burst from his shaking form while tears runs down his face. 

" You want to kill me again? Oh Ancients, how many times do I need to die. " 

" just one last time. don't worry, it will be quick." 

" Yeah, no. Sorry assassin dude, I'll pass."

"Are you making fun of me?! Danyal was easy to kill the first time back then, now would be no different!" 

" If it really was so easy, then why am I still here and not six feet under?"

Without a warning Damian draws his sword and strikes in one fluid movement but the clone moves faster to avoid the blade. He makes the move to strike again but Danyal's clone just moves into his space and grabs his arms. They are close, Damian can feel the cold radiating from Danyal copy, Danyal was always a bit colder. Danyal twists his body and throws Damian over his shoulder. Damian hasn't even crashed into the ground before Danyla is running. 

Danny run. He did not know where he was or how to go back to the hotel but he needed to get away, to have a freak out somewhere far away, where he can't hurt anyone but in a city this big he wouldn't find a place. And so he ran.

His core is in conflict, on one hand his core recognised Damian as something safe, something he needs to protect but on the other hand his core is terrified and screaming because this ninja person killed him once. And this can't be right, it shouldn't be right because before today he never meet Damian, didn't he? Why does he even know the assassins name? 

Everything is confusing and his Headache only gets worse,, it would kill him if he wasn't already dead. And so he run till his instincts started to calm down, till it was safe again -at least as safe as one could be in a city like Gotham- only to realize that he still has no clue where he was. 

Danny was absolutely and hopelessly lost. Checking his pockets only proves to be a pointless effort, he left his mobile phone together with his wallet at the hotel. The little shade was also nowhere to be found. 

But on the bright side he probably lost his would be killer. 

Still, this is Gotham city, the chances of being mugged by the next person he finds are way higher than that the person would help him. 

Looking up towards the sky just lets his core sink further, there are no stars and no moon, only heavy depressing gray. 

Okay, Danny think, what else could he do? Going ghost is out of question, this is not his city and he really doesn't want anyone seeing phantom here where he is not supposed to be. Going ghost should be the last resort. 

Looking for the police station is also out, he doesn't know where he is or where to find it and asking people will probably only end in a mugging. Maybe he could looking for a police officer on patrol? Looking around Danny doubts he is somewhere, where the police would be patrolling regularly. But maybe he could find one of the bats, they are suppose to be heroes, hero's should be able to at least tell him where he is and where to go but he also knows first hand how dangerous a civil person running after a hero could be, not only for himself but also for the hero and besides that, he does not want to be on the radar of the greatest Detective -little does he know that he already is- he does not need someone else trying to figure him out or worse, hunt him down. 

Maybe he could find some store or fast food joint that is still open but Danny doesn't know how late it is or if any store would be brave enough to still be open, he doesn't know much about how living here would work. But in Danny's opinion this is the best he could have thought of. Jazz would be proud of his growing self-preservation skills. 

Not 10 minutes later he gets involved in his third mugging attempt. The thrill of being threatened with a gun or a knife is getting old pretty fast. 

" I have a pretty bad night so either you use your pretty little gun you have there or you let me go but I swear by the ancients if you shoot, you should pray that you hit your mark or you’re gonna regret-" the rest of his sentences get stuck in his throat as a strange feeling seize him, it feels like his ghost breath but not quite right, it's wrong and twisted and not unfamiliar.

The vigilante from the museum is here.

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