What If When Damian Was Younger Say 5-6 Or So He Demanded A Little Brother. After His Mother Refuses

What if when Damian was younger say 5-6 or so he demanded a little brother. After his Mother refuses Damian in a moment of child like wonder asks the Lazarus Pits for a baby brother.

And the pits listen?? It Spits out baby Danny who is wondering why he’s a baby and where he is now.

Then a 10 year old Damian shows up at the Wayne’s with a half-dead toddler.

what if we took the kid from this post …

AND GAVE HIM THE BACKGROUND/PERSONALITY OF THIS POST

AND MAYBE WE CALL HIM GREG OR SOMETHING.

Ok but just imagine when jon reaches and sees Damian on the roof (howd he get his phone-?) and just screeches. Internally. Like, full mind stop, execution error 404 and restart with machiney-noises. And Damian's just not having it.

"Are you going to help me or not?!"

Damian is just liminal enough (also possibly a growing halfa), that sometimes he has...quirks.

The most annoying one by far is when he gets stuck speaking a language no one knows (ghost speak) for hours on end.

Minor annoyances are glowing eyes (he just avoids people until it calms down), objects falling through his hands (he just uses his reflexes to make it look like he was doing a trick), and randomly gaining the ability to see the souls of the dead (thankfully it's obvious what they are, and they're useful witnesses).

He thinks he's just a meta coming into his power, and keeps forgetting to ask Duke for advise. (He's got better things to do, cases to solve, sparring to go to-)

Well, he thought that was it.

Then he went into his full halfa form after an...incident.

This whole thing is why Jon receives a call at three in the morning demanding instructions on how flying works.

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Ah, yes... Finally

Now I shall lay claim to my enemies lives for thee hath given me the means to give what has been long coming for them...

*unsheathes sword granted to me*

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No Longer In Service

Okay

Okay

hear me out

Ghost King Danny Summoning!

The heroes fail to stop it, everyone is panicking, they feel like they’ve truly failed to stop it. etc etc

EVERYONE is ready to fight for their final life.

They’re as ready as they can be to go against something so evil JLD are scared of it.

SO when the dome that was sealing them away from the summoner finally shatters they are expecting some huge eldritch being, something made of pure nightmares… Only…

Only to find an old tape recorder in the middle of the summoning circle…

Everything is dead silent. No one moves…

Then it clicks on and makes a loud noise.

The noise?

It was the no longer in service beep.

“We’re, not, sorry.” a teenage voice began after the beep ended, startling everyone as they weren’t expecting this at all “But the Ghost King you are trying to reach is no longer in service or rather King anymore. Thus any big evil world ending plans you have made will not be approved during my reign. Please, get a life and try to actually live it because I will not be ending anyone’s or mass genocide anything… Also to the really insane Fruitloop that tried summoning a being with the warning of “will cause the end of your world”. I am the Ghost King now, eventually everything and everyone will enter my domain regardless of who, when, how, or why. That is something I can wait for, I got no reason to speed it up…. So have a pleasant day and enjoy being arrested or ended for doing this dumb summoning if you decided to do this in front of like everyone in your world or something… Goodbye!”

The world went silent after that.

That…

None of them were expecting that at all.