(TW: Gore, Blood, not sure if there are other triggers so someone tell me and I’ll edit it)
Danny had always had a deep kernel of belief that his parents would accept him as Phantom. However that kernel was quite deep and covered by anxiety and paranoia. After all, they even sometimes worked with ghosts when the time came for it! He had even tried to tell them more than once, though his nervousness and the constant interruptions meant he hadn’t managed that yet.
So when his parents declared they were going to Gotham because of ghost rumors, Danny was dragged along and disgruntled because Gotham, while have higher ecto levels, was no where near enough to hide his ecto-signature when in ghost form.
Of course, nothing could have prepared him for what would happen 3 days into their stay. A fuzzy thought tickled the back of his mind as he stared in shock. ‘Did I really believe that they would change? Or was I just in denial?’
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Jason stood on a rooftop as Red Hood, on his usual patrol. There had been an Arkham breakout recently and a decent few of the big time Rouges were still out. Unfortunately he had been getting a bad feeling about tonight, so his paranoia was ramped up and he was waiting for the other shoe to drop.
Then he spotted a kid. Male, dark hair, kinda short, maybe 5ft 5in. He staggered about in a daze, and when a glint of light hit him, blood covered his clothes. Foreboding slipped in and Jason immediately connected his com. “Hey, just a gut feeling here but I need Red and Black Bat to join me at my location. Got a kid covered in blood.”
Grappling down to the street he barely focused on the confirmation they were on their way. Landing near the kid he realized that his clothes had quite a bit of blood on them, and worry began to worm in that he was injured worse than he thought. “Kid?” Jason called out.
Not seeing the kid react he slowly got closer and reached out, gently grasping his arm. Turning the kid around, his eyes were glazed in shock, murmuring something Jason couldn’t make out. Hearing the thwip of a grapple, Red Robin and Black Bat landed near him.
“The kid is in shock, not reacting to outside stimulus. He seems to be murmuring something but it’s too quiet to hear.” Jason stated.
Red moved closer, “Is he injured?”
Jason shook his head. “Can’t tell.”
BB tilted her head. “Use com to see what he is saying?”
Red hmmed. “Yeah.” Clicking his com on, he sent out to all the others, “Everyone be quiet on coms for a bit. The kid is saying something too quiet to hear so we are gonna see if putting a com near his mouth will allow us to hear it.”
After getting confirmation from the other BB took a spare com and placed it near the kids mouth. Jason was not expecting what he heard.
“They killed someone. They Ended him.”
And somewhere deep inside Jason, he felt the part that always been the pits Shudder. He didn’t know exactly what the kid was talking about but somehow he felt he knew. Someone had just been erased from existence.
Swearing, Jason called out to Oracle. “O, find out where this kid came from, I don’t know exactly what is going on but the part about Ending someone made the pits react. Whatever it is isn’t good.”
Jason could practically feel a grim atmosphere take over all the Bats and Birds at the mention of the Pit reacting. Hopefully whatever this was had nothing to do with Ra’s.
Jason looked over to the other two, “Let’s get the kid to a safe house, check him for injuries and get him cleaned up.” Picking the kid up, they grappled away.
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Bruce hoped against hope this didn’t have anything to do with the LOA. As he followed the trail Oracle had traced from the boy Hood found, Nightwing and Robin by his side, he focused on silently entering the house before him.
With silent signals they split up, checking for other occupants. Receiving confirmation that no one was upstairs, they gathered at the basement door and slowly went down the stairs, following a trail of blood which was assumed to be from the boy leaving the scene.
Turning on the lights, they were unprepared for the sight before them. The Joker was strapped to a table, dead, his chest open like an autopsy. Blood was covering the floor in a pool, and splattered over many tools sitting nearby.
Many of his organs had been… removed and placed in jars. Weirdest of all was a small, broken, circular object sitting nearby, the color a faded purple green.
Danny is very thorough with both creating and heeding warning signs because his parents lack of safety stuff (my brain is not braining)(there's better words for that).
The bats had a plan. They knew Deathstroke had some wierd fixation on Nightwing and were going to use that to reel him in.
So Nightwing and the batfam staged a fight so big that when Batman disowned him it seemed legit and Nightwing disappeared not long after.
The bats were worried but they knew Dick could handle himself and that Deathstroke was an enemy he was familiar with so they just needed to trust him. That trust fell apart when they found out Deathstroke never encountered Nightwing as intended and the plan was never activated in the first place.
No one knew where Dick was. No one knew who had him, and someone had to have him or else he would have turned up by now or sent them a coded message, something!
But nope. All of his friends and family were left to worry about him and wonder...
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Dick loved his little brother. He was funny and loved to make jokes and puns with him. He still had a lot to learn about gymnastics though. Dick wasn't sure why he loved it so much, it just felt like it was part of him somehow. Danny always got a look on his face Dick himself couldn't identify when he talked about it.
Maybe it was one of his missing memories? Danny had told him all about Dicks accident. Appearently thier parents, sister, and godfather had all died in it, leaving Dick Fenton with custody of Danny as the oldest sibling.
Something about those last two words seemed to tickle something in his brain...but it was soothed just by glancing at Danny across the diner table. Looking at Danny always made the wierd sensation disappear, like dark clouds being blown away to reveal the sun. Wasnt it wierd that his eyes always sought out Danny when the feeling starts?
Anyway, the accident didn't take his life, but it did take Dicks memories. He didn't remember much of his life before Danny dragged him out of the rubble but he knew he loved his mom, dad and little siblings.
Everything was fine in thier little household of two. Now he just needed to snoop around thier house for a bit to help him remember things
To find the truth
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Aka Danny, lonely and desperate after his family and friends died in an accident. He accidentally traveled to another dimension while wandering the zone in an attempt to get away for a while and witnessed what some random wierdo in a fursuit said to his...son? Apprentice? After seeing the fight Danny has a mental break and kidnaps Nightwing thinking no one would go looking for him.
Danny erases Dicks memories along with the citizens of Amity Park and brainwashed everyone to live out his fantasy of a safe home and loving family.
Too bad Dicks detective training is so deeply ingrained and that he has countless friends who won't stop looking until they find him
