Danny Phantom/DC Fanfic Idea:

Danny Phantom/DC fanfic idea:

Danny gets summoned (they summoned the Ghost king and got 14 year old looking Danny) by the DC characters (your choice) to take care of a ghost that has been causing havoc. The DC characters are pretty much going through Armageddon (idk maybe Pariah got out again or Box ghost decided that buildings count as boxes or Skulker decided hunting Supers would be fun) and Danny’s like “Must be a Monday”. He definitely mutters “Oh, not this asshole again.” Instead of fighting the ghost, Danny just goes “Yo asshole, knock it off!” And much to the DC characters’ surprise the ghost actually listens and stops their rampage and is very apologetic to Danny.

Feel free to use.

DP x DC prompt - Haunted Doll

Danny is injured (due to some reason or another) and needs to take refuge somewhere safe. He ends up occupying a doll to hide from his parents/GIW. That doll is picked up by Jason Todd.

Jason Todd loves that doll.

The rest of his family, not so much.

In short, Danny ends up possessing a doll, unintentionally making it creepy. Jason sees it as a regular, cute doll. The rest of the batfam sees it as an Annabelle-esque creature.

(There's more discussions on the dead on main discord)

Jazz kept her footsteps light as she walked down the dark cave. Eyes vigilant for any bat or bird that may lurking with in Batman's lair. She didn't have too many in his flock to worry about. Sam and Dani, on bird watching duty, spotted almost all of them out on parole.

Danny had found the batcave's location during a perivious family vacation. His old enemy, boredom, had gotten the better of him, leading to a night wandering. Jazz didn't know back then that that info would be vital to her now.

Looking over her costume, Jazz reminded herself to put on an air of confidence. She had to act like she belonged in the batcave. The person she was impersonating belonged in the batcave. Jerking her shoulders back, she strolled around the last bend into the main area of the batcave.

She felt relief wash over her at it being empty. Not a bird or bat insight.

Jazz pressed a hand to the fenton com in her ear, "Any more alarms, cameras, or traps?"

"Nope." Tuck replied, "You only need to worry about not being spotted from this point on."

"Is Blackbat still making her rounds?"

"Yeah," Sam answered, "I spotted her and Nightwing going after some guys that did a smash and grab. You've got some time to put Tuck's tumbdrive in Batman's computer, but don't dilly dally."

"Wasn't planning on it."

Dani pipped up, "Hurry up, Jazz. I want to tell Danny about how we pulled one on thee Batman as soon as possible."

Jazz smiled softly at her little sister's enthusiasm, "Yeah, me too."

Quickly making her through the cave, past a small bouquet of blood blossoms, Jazz found the control board to the batcomputer. She hit the space bar, and the screens lit up to a locked desktop.

'Get ready to hack," she said, inserting the thumb drive into a port."

Tucker replied, "Ready."

Jazz tapped her fingers on the edge of the control board as Tucker took control of the bat computer on his end.

"Alright, this take one- ah got it." The screen unlocked as Tuck successfully hacked through its security measures. "Okay, now for- Hey! Jazz, is that you?"

"Yeah, just give me a moment," She muttered, opening a random file. She clicked on the window that opened and dragged it to a monitor that left it out of Tucker's way.

"Okay, and what was that for?"

"What's what for?" Dani ask.

"Jazz is opening random shit." Tucker explained.

Jazz looked up at the caves ceiling and blew at the dark bangs of her wig, "It's a red herring in case we get caught."

The next few moments were filled with idle chatter while Tucker sifted through the bat computer.

A motorcycle's engine revved throughout the batcave, and Jazz felt her heart stop.

"Tuck," she hiss.

Tucker's voice could barely be heard over the bikes rumble. "Only need a few more minutes."

"Hurry," she breathed as the motorcycle's engine cut off. Shifting her posture and keeping her back to the newcomer, she pretended to read the decoy file on the screen. To her amounting horror, the sound of footsteps came closer as the person left the bike.

"Cass." A deep voice greeted, "you're back early."

Jazz didn't know who 'Cass' was, but since there were only two people in this cave, she assumed he was talking to her. She lifted a hand and gave a half-hearted wave.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, and Jazz gestured to the file.

He tossed an arm over her shoulder and leaned on her. Should she push his arm off? Elbow him? Take a step away? Let it be? How the heck would Blackbat react to this?

Jazz let her eyes glance to him and had to suppress a reaction to the red helmet under his other arm.

That's Red Hood!

Red Hood was in the batcave.

Oh, Ancients. Out of all of Batman's associates, why did it they have to be the shooty one.

"That's the case Replacement is working on. Are you helping him?"

Jazz nodded, feeling her jaw brush his arm. Please don't knock off the wig. Please, not the wig.

"Yes," Tuck cried from the coms, "I'm done get out of there." Jazz didn't need to be told twice. She took a step away from Red Hood. He let her go call out to Timberly on his own coms about the red herring case.

After removing the thumbdrive, Jazz managed to get to the stairs when RedHood's next question made her freeze.

"What do you mean you're with Cass? But, she's..." Jazz bloted. Red Hood curse followed her as she threw herself over the railing onto a platform with a bike on it. She landed in a roll.

Red Hood shot at her once missing as she got to her feet. Pulling a bobby pin from her hair, booked to the bike. Time to see if she can remember how Johnny hot wired that one bike he took her joyrideing on.

She threw a leg over the bike and saw that she didn't need to remember. The keys were in the bike. Why the heck were the keys in the ignition? Who just left them there? In Gotham?

Jazz didn't have time to think about it. She turned the bike on and zipped away. Red Hood fireing his gun at her.

She got halfway over the catwalk, leading to the exit when pain exploded over her right shoulder, almost jerking her off the bike. Ow, ow, ow her shoulder hurt. Getting shot sucks. How did Danny put up with this?

The bike swerved to the side as she recoiled from the pain, and Jazz had to swivel it back from almost going over the edge.

Red Hood took more shots at her till she made a turn around the cave's bend. Then alarms stared, blaring out.

"Get me out of here!" She barked at Tucker.

"On it. Okay, okay. I got the exit- ah shit."

"What?"

"I'm being hacked. Oh, they're good, but I'm better."

"Just keep the exit open."

"Consider it done."

I really love that mini trope in DPxDC crossovers where Danny doesn’t fight the living. And he’s just trying to explain as gently as possible to the very human heroes that humans are fragile and they get mildly offended and keep questioning him about it. Then finally he’s just like “Look, I don’t fight humans because I never learned how to hold back.”

So we’ve got Danny being the child/relative/clone of; Bruce, Clark, Ma and Pa Kent, Jason, Dick, Diana, Harley, Ivy, Constantine, Martian Manhunter, The Penguin, Selina, I think I saw one with either Scarecrow or Two-Face.

So lemme throw in a few DC characters I haven’t seen as Danny’s parent/guardian/sibling/whatever:

Hal Jordan

Zatanna

Cass

Killer Croc

Captain Cold

That’s all I got. Do with this what you will.

every time dick breaks up one of his brothers’ fights, he just flashbacks to when he tried to square up against a 13 year old and decides to send a gift basket to bruce