More To Add, Because I Just Had An Idea!Danny's POVJazz Had Said That Moving To Central City Might Be

More to add, because I just had an idea! Danny's POV Jazz had said that moving to Central city might be a bad idea, but now he could tell her she was incredibly wrong. He was able to find a nice apartment (The people who owned it insisted on giving him a discount for some reason), he even managed to score a job in a cafe while he tried to get his masters degree, and he even got a friend! Sure, Barry was involved in law enforcement and Danny was a bit wary of him because of that, considering he kept getting shot at by law enforcement in past, but Barry turned out to be a nice guy. "Danny! Hurry up and finish cropping that fruit, we need your help with orders." Danny's boss, Pam, yelled into the kitchen where Danny was currently cutting up a random assortment of fruit for the cafe's smoothies and fruit salads. "Got it, Pam." Danny called back taking his eyes off the knife in his hand for a split second.

A second too long apparently, because when he turned back there was a large cut in his hand. "Dammit!" He hissed grabbing some paper towels to stop the bleeding. It didn't really hurt, after the accident that made him a half-ghost his pain tolerance became god tier, but that didn't mean he hadn't done some damage but that should heal fine on it's own...Probably. He was going to have to take a look at it to properly tell, he was more upset about having to get rid of all the fruit now that his blood contaminated all of it. Danny left the kitchen tightly holding his injured hand to his chest. "Uh, Pam? I got a bit of a problem." He started sheepishly, nearly flinching when the cafe owners attention snapped to him. Pam's eyes flew over him trying to pinpoint the problem, her eyes finally landed on his hand, and he tried not to chuckle nervously, thank the ancients his blood wasn't green when he was in his human form.

"Ha, ha, oops?" He said with a shrug, Pam sighed tilted her head upwards as if looking to the heavens for guidance, Jazz did the same thing a lot. "Go home." "But-" Danny tried to protest, it'd be healed soon anyway, but Pam was having none of it. "But nothing, you aren't working like this, you go home, you get your hand fixed if you need too, and then you can come back to work, I don't need you bleeding all over the place." She told him, she said it in a no-nonsense kind of way but there was a glimmer of concern in her eyes that made any other attempt at protesting die on his tongue. "...Fine, I'll go." He agreed reluctantly, he left the cafe with a poorly wrapped hand and a slice of cake. He stopped by a store for a bandage that wasn't made of paper towel, thankfully it didn't seem to be deep enough to need stitches. Which was good since he hadn't given himself stitches in years and the skill had probably gotten a bit rusty. Danny sat on a park bench a random park and ate his cake. "I think there's something I'm forgetting..." He murmured as he watched the sun go down, it was something big, something important. What was it again? "Oh shit!" Danny leapt off the park bench like he'd been electrocuted.

"I forgot Batman!" The Dark Knight had reached out to Danny, not Phantom, Danny, and requested a meeting with him, something about a murder? Danny didn't really think he did something wrong since the furry hadn't shown up on his doorstep to arrest him, the ecto-acts had also been destroyed so he wasn't breaking the law by existing. So maybe the Bat needed help with a ghost related murder? His parents were the leading experts on the subject, even if they were mostly wrong, if Danny had to choose between getting help from two mad scientists or their son who was considerably closer, he'd probably pick him too. "Should I get changed?" He looked at his work uniform and decided, yeah, that was probably a good idea.

Didn't want to make a bad first impression after all. Batman's POV "You sure he's even coming, B?" Nightwing asked as he moved to lean on the batsignal. "Hn." Bruce replied, there was a small part of him that would prefer it if the person didn't show up. "Sorry I'm late, I hope I didn't keep you waiting long?" The two of them whirled around to face the newcomer with batarangs at the ready

Seemingly appearing out of the shadows like he was part of them was the man they were meeting. Daniel Fenton Codename: The Ghost Occupation: Hitman. Statis: Unknown, possible meta. His file was laughably empty, and Bruce wouldn't have chosen to contact him if he had no choice. Ghost held his hands up in a 'I mean no harm.' The man was dressed in like any normal person on the street would be, he wasn't fooled, Bruce caught sight of the bloody bandage wrapped around the hitman's hand and Bruce's hands tightened around the batarangs to the point that his knuckles were probably white. Whose blood was that? The Ghost's? or someone else's? was it the blood of someone in his city? who had he failed to save? "How about you put the sharp objects down and tell me why I'm here?" Ghost asked giving them a smile that promised a fight if they didn't comply, Bruce lowered his weapon but didn't put it back in his utility belt. Nightwing took that as his cue to put his own weapons away and hand over the case file they were working on. "We were hoping you could give us some insight on this." He said with a smile. Bruce had to stop himself from stepping between them to shield Nightwing from the hitman. "I'll see what I can do." The Ghost replied taking the file from Nightwing.

He went through the file with critical eyes, scanning the words at a leisurely pace, humming and tutting at certain points like he was giving a review. "Joe Carter." Nightwing jumped at the sudden sound while Bruce stiffened. "Come again?" The bludhaven vigilante asked politely. The Ghost glanced up from the case file and clarified. "Joe Carter is the one who killed Agatha Evens." He said, snapping the file close and placing it on the ground. "How do you know?" Bruce demanded, all leads had been dead ends, there were no witnesses, no camera footage, nothing. How did he know? The Ghost tilted his head so that his hair fell in front of his eyes and then he smiled. "Agatha told me, of cause." Bruce clenched his teeth, the hitman was mocking them. Nightwing glanced uncertainly between him and The Ghost, making no move to get the case file in case it left him open to an attack. The Ghost stepped back away from them and towards the roof's ledge. "Well if that's all, I've got to go now, busy day tomorrow and all that." Bruce froze, was the hitman still active? He had assumed that the blood on his hand wasn't his, was he right? The only reason he had let Nightwing convince him to meet The Ghost was because of the assumption that he was retired. "Welp, bye!" The Ghost said before flinging himself off the roof. "Wait!"Nightwing shouted as both of them raced over to the edge only to find no trace of the hitman. It was clear he hadn't hit the ground, and they hadn't seen him use a grappling hook. "Well, that's spooky." Nightwing commented as he peered over the edge. "Hn."

Danny's POV Danny stood Infront of a grave that looked about a week old. "I think They'll catch him now." He said to the ghost hovering next to him. "I hope so, young man." Agatha replied with a sigh.

Hitman vibes

Because Danny is half dead, he has some serious doom and gloom vibes without trying.

He smiles and wishes you a good day? Holy shit this kid just said this is my last day holy fuck.

Give you hot chocolate? Is this kid implying that this is the last warmth I'll ever feel?

It boils down to this; Danny had Hitman Vibes.

This is both hilarious and concerning, especially when people try to contract him to perform assassinations. He has gotten so many people arrested with that shit.

Congrats Jason, you just became a dad and got a boyfriend in the same day.

Not even Bruce could achieve that.

Someone is stealing Jason's Hoodies

Which like, fine. Alright. He gets it; with as many siblings as he has, it's impossible to track who takes what.

But someone stole his favorite hoodie.

Cass had given it to him.

It was perfect and comfy and soft and someone was gonna pay.

A quick message to the group chat was the only warning the culprit was gonna get as he checked his security cameras.

Except that isn't Tim. Or Damian. Or Dick, or Steph, or Cass, or Duke, or even Bruce.

It's a little girl.

She can't be older than six, she's got white hair, she floats, and...

...Lazarus Green eyes.

He watches her phase through his ceiling, and considers. He'd assumed it was rodents he was hearing, but...

Jason creeps up the stairs and gets to the door as quietly as he can, opting to listen before barging in.

There's a little girl's voice on the other side, desperately cheerful in a way that only those on the verge of grieving can be.

"-And you'll be okay, and you'll be safe, cuz I'm making the best nest for you ever, Danny you're gonna be so impressed, and you're gonna wake up any day now and I won't be alone anymore!"

Shit.

Fuck.

Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit-

Jason knocks lightly on the door.

"Don't run," he calls out, "I'm here to help. What do you need?"

So, Danny looks like a Viking due to his ice core and Dani looks like a Pirate since her core is freedom.

What does Dan look like with his lightening/vengeance core?

I thought about that and have come up with an idea.

Dan looks like a lighthouse keeper.

Danny has an Ice Core.

He isn't aware of it, but this does, in fact, greatly influence how his ghost form looks as he grows up.

His appearance starts getting more rugged, eyes a paler, more piercing green, hair a bit more uncontrollable and wild.

He packs muscle easily, even in human form.

When in ghost form, he has an aura of something patient and dangerous, and that sense only grows the older he gets.

Basically, our boy starts to look like a viking.

No matter how goofy and bumbling he really is, his first impression is always a horrifying moment for whoever is meeting him.

And as his ghost form grows with his human form, he outgrows his hazmat outfit. Frostbite and the Far Frozen fashion him some new clothes-which only compliment and play off of the viking aesthetic he's got going on.

And with the height he inherited from his father?

Our man is a very, very intimidating figure to look at. More so than Dan; because while Dan was dangerous and scary, he was all energy and lightning and rage.

Adult Danny comes across as lethal and terrifying, all ice and persistence and that final, terrible silence before you realize you've already died.

Dan felt like the warrior in front of you. Danny feels like the wilderness in winter, vast and unforgiving.

Anyways, when a summoning for Klarion goes horribly wrong and Danny gets called instead, the Justice League has a moment where they're convinced they've summoned something much, much worse than Klarion.

And Danny, standing there completely confused, is not helping by remaining silent and still while staring John Constantine in the eye.

Good news, the bad guys are also very concerned about the weird ghost viking and are actually moving to stand side by side with the Justice League on this.

Bad news, who the fuck is this guy?

"...Fuck," is all Constantine whispers, backing away slowly.

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Dan just wanted a nice day out with his baby sister, was that too much to asked for? Apparently, yes, it was.

They had only been in town for two hours before all hell broke loose.

People were running, screaming, and some creep thought it was a great idea to try and take Ellie hostage.

By the time Dan turned around after dealing with the creep, Ellie was gone.

There was a sense of worry growing at the back of his mind as he looked out at the crowd of people and couldn't find the familiar mop of black hair anywhere.

Taking a deep breath, Dan chirped. Where-are-you?

Ellie didn't chirp back.

And just like that, Dan was crushed under a wave of worry, dread, and now fear.

Ellie was just there, she couldn't have gone far enough away to not hear him in that short amount of time, which meant someone would have had to taken her.

And just like that, all the dread he felt turned into rage.

Someone had taken his little sister, and he was going to find them even he had to tear this city, no, this world apart.

Dc x dp prompt #42

Ellie wanted to travel more, she wanted to see other worlds, Dan was sent with her to lessen her chaos babysit.

Now he’s on a hunt because he looked away for two seconds to deck some hulking creep and now Ellie is missing.

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Bruce wanted one normal day, it was a wish he desperately held onto even while knowing it would never be granted.

There was a massive Arkham/Blackgate breakout while he and most of his children were all busy as their unmasked selves at a charity event.

He…may have grabbed a black hair, blue eyed child that wasn’t his while in his “Brucie Wayne” panic.

And then there was the issue of the man who punched Bane hard enough to send him flying, was he a meta? Was he a part of the breakout.?

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Or: Dan and Ellie visit Gotham, the Batclan unintentionally kidnaps Ellie, Dan punches Bane into next week, and more chaos ensues.

I don't think atheism would affect the zone much, because there will always be people who believe in things, like a little kid believing that's there's a monster under the bed or someone believing in aliens.

And at some point they probably won't need to be beileved in, like they outgrew that belief and can now function without people believing in them.

Kay, so let's pretend that Danny's a part of the justice league, and he wants to mess with them.

Now they don't know a lot about the ghost zone, so they kinda have to take his words as the truth (since he is a resident of the place) which means he can say the most insane shit and they believe it.

Someone says "when pigs fly!" Danny informs them that the ghost zone has flying pigs and there's also flying pineapples.

And then he invents The Game.

He grabs normal playing cards, pokemon cards, yi-gi-oh cards, Bakugan cards, Uno cards, and then he mixes them all together and calls it an official Game of the zone.

He makes up rules and everything.

And then John Constantine comes along, and he wants in on the chaos, so he adds tarot cards.

And when anybody asks him if something about the zone is true (since he is the only person other than Danny who knows so much about it) he says yes.

Somewhere along the way, The Game becomes an actual official ghost zone game.

Danny floating above a table with cards in front of him: I summon blue eyes white dragon!

Dani playing along: I use the Queen of hearts signature move! Off with your head!

Dan who's here for some reason: reverse card.

Hal:...What the hell are they playing ?

John wandering in: hmm? Oh your playing that. *Pulls out tarot deck* mind if I join?

JL: ?????

And all the other things Danny's said exists in the zone now actually exist in the zone because people believe that they do.

He asks Clockwork about it, and he just says that "the power of belief is a powerful thing."

So, basically everyone thinks that Danny is John Wick.

Like he starts getting a legend, despite not having done anything, and the legend just gets bigger and more unrealistic.

"I once heard he killed eighteen people with a cupcake, a freaking cupcake!"

"I heard that if he doesn't like a contract, he'll make you disappear." (He gets them arrested but the arrested ones think their lucky and that the others actually got killed.)

They start calling him 'The Ghost '

If it's dpxdc then the Bats totally have a file on him (his occupation is labelled as Hitman)

Hitman vibes

Because Danny is half dead, he has some serious doom and gloom vibes without trying.

He smiles and wishes you a good day? Holy shit this kid just said this is my last day holy fuck.

Give you hot chocolate? Is this kid implying that this is the last warmth I'll ever feel?

It boils down to this; Danny had Hitman Vibes.

This is both hilarious and concerning, especially when people try to contract him to perform assassinations. He has gotten so many people arrested with that shit.