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I FINALLY FOUND THIS POST AGAIN!!WOO!
Let's go! oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Danny didn't remember much about his past. Jazz said that she found a five-year-old him sitting at a bus stop and when Jazz had asked him what he was doing, he had said. "I'm waiting for someone." And Jazz asked if she could wait with him. Eventually their parents turned up (well, they weren't Danny's parents at the time) looking for Jazz, and after a few full-blown melt downs, phone calls to the police, Danny ended up adopted. He still remembers the warm voice telling him that he was loved and to wait there, the words weren't in English but he couldn't remember which language it was. The memory was faded and missing a lot of the details, like who that person was, but he knew that he knew and trusted them. And he knew that he had loved them a lot. Sometimes, when he's lying in bed and can't get to sleep, he wonders if that person missed him and if he'd ever meet them again. ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Danny's hair had always been white and his eyes had always been green. ...That was until a disastrous day of school (Fuck you Dash) which made he came home in tears and beg Jazz to help him dye his hair.
They had explained it to Jack and Maddie as 'wanting to look more like them' which they decided was adorable but where also quick to assure him that he didn't have to look like them to be family, or something like that.
After that, dying his hair and wearing became a habit, then it became just something he did. His white hair and greens eyes became a distant memory, to him and everyone around him.
That was until- Danny didn't even know, or remember, what he looked like without the dye and contacts. oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Danny had always been a fast healer. Able to walk off scraped knees, broken bones, and any type of illness with ease. Jack and Maddie had suspected he had some kind of meta gene, so they tested him for it (In their own lab, of course) and it came back positive. They didn't think much of it other then 'huh, that's cool to know' then forgot about it. Later, Danny would realize it's the only reason he's even alive.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo The accident burned the dye and contacts off. Sam and Tucker had assumed that becoming a ghost had reversed the colors he was wearing at the time. They just didn't remember that he didn't always have blue eyes and black hair, them and everyone else apparently. He didn't feel the need to correct them, it was kinda true since his clothes changed color. The first time Danny saw himself in the mirror after the accident he went 'Oh...That's what I look like.'
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Fighting was easy, and it really shouldn't have been. It was like he already knew how to fight and the ghosts just brought that knowledge back. oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo He was careless. He had gotten caught by the GIW on his way home after the weekly fight with Johnny. He should have been more careful; he should have made sure he wasn't followed. But he was just so tired. At least he was able to let Johnny out before he was caught, at least one of them escaped.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo The anti-ghost manacles burned. They were moving him, he hoped Tucker was able to find out where they were sending him. Danny was a bit scared, but he was hopeful that his friends would recuse him, or he'd escape, whichever came first. oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Everything hurt. They didn't use anesthesia when they cut him open, they didn't stop when he screamed for help, they didn't stop when he turned human. Everything hurts, he wants to go home. ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Slade's POV The stiffness from standing in the same position for hours on end was familiar to Slade. Waiting on some rooftop with a sniper rifle for the target to into the line of fire, for hours, sometimes days. What wasn't familiar was having his stakeout be interrupted by people. "What can I do for you, Al-Ghul?" Slade asked not looking away from his target (nearly there.) he noted how many people she brought with her (Five) how armed she appeared to be (Gun on the hip, knife in the boot.) and deemed it her trying to seem as non-threatening as possible, it didn't exactly work but an attempt was made. All of this meant that she wanted something. "Are you aware of my father's...Interest with cloning?" Talia questioned after moments pause. Everybody knew that Ra's Al-ghul had something to do with Superman's clone, no one knew how he was involved just that he was. Slade suspected it included The Light. "I've heard about it in passing." He answered lining his shot up, putting his finger on the trigger. "I need your help." She said just as Slade pulled the trigger. He stepped back away from the ledge and started packing his rifle away, it wouldn't be a bright idea to linger. "So, one of Ra's experiments got out of hand and you want my help to clean up the mess." Slade summarized looking up at her. Talia's lips formed a thin line as she met his gaze head on. "Something to that effect." She said holding out a file. ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Breaking into a so-called government facility was laughably easy, he would've been able to do this on his own but having Talia's assassins take out most of the guards was making things even easier. Slade made a beeline towards the room labeled '01' and anyone who got in his way, or attempted to, was dealt with. He kicked the door in and his heart immediately dropped. He was too late. A kid his kid was strapped to a metal table with his chest cut open in an all too familiar Y shape. Slade stepped towards the kid and started undoing the straps, je wasn't leaving him here. Once the straps on the kids wrists were gone, a hand shot out and grabbed Slade's arm in a death grip. Slade blinked as the kid looked at him with wild, unfocused eyes. "I guess you are alive after all." Slade murmured. He wasn't too late. The kid's sudden movement seemed to take too much out of him as the kid's eyes rolled back into his head and the hand holding Slade's arm went slack. Slade looked at the Y on the kids chest. He didn't have the time to stitch him back up, it would probably get infected when Slade moved him, and if the kid was anything like him then he'd need painkillers that catered to those that burn through normal painkillers too quickly. Slade pulled out some bandages from his med kit (Rose insisted on him having one, despite how much room it takes up.) and started wrapping him up. The kid was literally going to be held together by bandages and hope, but he'd live. Hopefully. Slade tapped the com in his ear. "You better have medic with you." He snapped before flicking it off and carefully grabbing the kid. "Time for us to get out of here."
I got reminded why am I dissapointed in y'all my fellow DP x DC people /lh
And the reason...
IS THIS
RESPAWN MY DARLING BOY!!!! HALF BROTHER OF DAMIAN WAYNE, CLONE OF THALIA AND SLADE! AND BASICALLY PHANTOMS LOOK ALIKE!!
WAKE UP BATPHAM WE HAVE CANON TREASURE ON OUR HANDS AND EVERYONE DOING JACKSHIT WITH HIM AND HIS BACKSTORY!!!
DAMIAN DANNY TWINS AU? HA! TRY RESPAWN PHANTOM ADOPTED BROTHERS AU THATS WHERE ITS AT. OR EVEN BETTER MAKE RESPAWN DANNY WHO LOST HIS MEMORIES!!!
DO SOMETHING ABOUT THAT BOYS EXISTENCE I BEG OF YOU
*violently shaking all of you* WE CAN'T IGNORE THIS MUCH LONGER D:< LOVE HIM!!!!