Dannys at Wayne enterprise because his parents want to submit their inventions and "scientific" discoverys for official review. He's bored out of his mind and meets this beautiful girl his age and strikes up a conversation with her. (Or he meets a girl and starts to rant like his father.)
Danny: im just saying Orphan has to be a vampire!
????(cass): No.
Danny: Are you kidding me? She moves with far to much elegance and grace to be mortal. Credit to the other bats but they move like mortals. She dances around both rogues and vigilantes!
????(cass): *blushing* No vampire.
Danny: ok maybe not a vampire but like a shadow demon or dhamphir or something! She's to much!
????(cass): orphan. Is. good. What about others?
Danny: oh! stabby robin and red hood are top tier obviously!
????(cass): oh?
Danny: well yeah! Stabby robin practices the art of the sword, a forgotten art in modern times. And red hood shoots pedophiles! Who doesn't like that?
????(cass): Batman.
Danny: well that says something about batman doesn't it. Have you seen the first Robin's outfit? Oof!
*in cass's ear*: Red Robin here. Good job on keeping danny distracted orphan. We're in the process of arresting Danny's parents. Can you keep it up?
????(cass): mhmm. Hey. Cute boy. Take me out to lunch?
Danny: Oh! Yeah! My parents will take hours explaining everything anyway, But uhm. What's your name?
????(cass): call me cass. This is a date, Yes?
Danny: *blushing* oh, uhm, yes. I'm Danny by the way.
Cass: Danny very cute.
Red robin: uhm? You don't have to do that orphan. Hello? ...Please don't make me explain this to B. Orphan?
Batman: Follow. Them.
Author's notes: Hi guys, I'm sorry it took so long to update a new part but now work has definetely descended into a new level of difficulty. It will take longer to update my own stories, so thank you for your patience.
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It’s around two a.m., Sunday morning in Gotham, and Robin successfully convinced Oracle to help her hide the fact that she changed her patrol route for a little bit.
“Thirty minutes top, Rob. We don’t want the big, old bat to notice something amiss.” Barbara instructs the younger girl through the comms.
“Understood Oracle… and, thank you.” Talia answers as she jumps from roof to roof towards Old Gotham. “I really appreciate it.”
“It’s the least I can do after the jerk move Nightwing and Red Hood pulled on you and… what’s the code we have for him again?”
Talia rolls her eyes behind her mask and holds an exasperated huff; she knows Barbara just wants to tease her because of the codename she came up with for Daniel. “Sirius, Oracle. His codename is: Sirius.”
“The brightest star in our solar system… you definitely are your father’s daughter.”
“I’m muting the comms.” Talia announces with deadpan voice.
Which only gets her an amused chuckle from Barbara. “Sure thing, *chuckle*. Just remember, thirty minutes. I’ll send you an alarm when the time’s up.”
“Understood. Robin out.” After that, only comfortable silence and protective shadows are what accompanies Talia.
Talia’s Robin uniform has duller colors that the ones her older sibling used to done, all dark grays, blacks and dark red lines, only the inner side of her cape – more like a cloak actually since it also has a hood – is the only part with yellow in it. Her hair is up in a ‘man-bun’, leaving her hidden undercut open to the eye, and her chest plates camouflage her breasts perfectly, giving her Robin a genderless appearance – there are forums in the internet dedicated only to talk about her Robin’s gender, which is equal parts disgusting as it is entertaining –. One of her first conversations with Daniel had been precisely about these forums:
FLASHBACK
“Like, who cares? Robin can and will kick your ass. I mean, I have no proofs but I also have no doubts that Robin can also beat both Red Hood and Red Robin asses in a fight.”
Talia lifts one elegant eyebrow in slight surprise. Not many male teens would make such statement aloud about her alter-ego. “And what makes you think that?” She asks with well-hidden smugness.
“My mom’s younger siblings.” That’s the first time Daniel mentions his uncle and aunt. “My uncle Dan is as big as a brick house, all wide shoulders, thick legs and arms, I bet he can give Batman and Red Hood a run for their money…
“Doubt it but continue.” Talia comments.
“And then there is my aunt Ellie, who barely reaches my mom’s shoulders… anyways, I’ve seen Ellie take down Dan like a wrecking ball to a building, it’s all about technique and swiftness really.”
“So, you’re saying that Robin is faster and has better technique than both Red Hood and Red Robin?” Talia manages to ask as a warmth feeling spreads in her chest.
“Exactly! I mean, The Big Bat and Black Bat are still the top dogs but come on! Robin is easily the third place in hand to hand.”
“What about Nightwing?” Talia finds herself asking, both amusement and curiosity taking the best of her.
“That two-timer? He doesn’t deserve to be part of this list, we talking about Gotham heroes, not Blüdhaven ones.”
And against all odds, Talia laughs.
END FLASHBACK
When Talia comes back from memory lane, she is already on the roof of the building in front of her brand-new boyfriend room’s window. She was expecting to find closed curtains, turn-off lights and a sleeping Daniel, what she finds is still drawn open curtains, turn on black lights and her boyfriend still awake with his laptop on his desk as he seems to be working on something, a weird thing she notices is that the black light makes Daniel’s hair shine white and the blue of his beautiful eyes glow in an eerie ice-blue… then again, her azizi sometimes buys the cheapest products he can find in the internet, so maybe is a secondary effect of this specific black lights.
Note to self: Get Daniel better nightlights. “Why are you still awake, Daniel?” Talia mumbles to herself as she watches the printer next to Daniel’s laptop start spewing a sheet of paper.
When the print is completely out Danny takes it and tenderly smiles at it, he spins a couple of times on the wheels of his desk chair and when he stops Talia gets a full face of her own face softly smiling at the camera. It’s a picture of their earlier walk through the gardens, one of the very few pictures that Daniel managed to take of her while Jason was distracted buying food. Talia watches with burning cheeks as her boyfriend carefully cuts the image with a pair of scissors and finally sticks it on a corkboard. The corkboard has more pictures with her in them; there’s a picture of the first time she and Daniel volunteered in a shelter; the massive Pitbull Daniel had befriended licking him all over while Talia politely covers her treacherous smiling lips. There’s another one from the science fair earlier that year, Talia had offered to take a picture with him because his family couldn’t make it to the event – streets were closed due to an attack from the Riddler –, and of course, the very first picture they took together, the one of that day they had met, Daniel is carrying the back then kittens while Talia only looks at the camera – Daniel’s cellphone – without smiling. From the very first picture back when started their friendship to the very first picture of them dating as romantic partners. Talia feels like soaring right now.
“Thirty minutes up, Robin.” Oracle announces, unmuting the comms.
Talia flinches on her spot at the sudden voice of who she recognizes as her oldest sister. “Yes, Oracle. Thank you.”
“All good?”
“Yes, the zone is safe and calm. I’m going back now.”
“Alright, baby bat. Just remember, one thing is to make sure he is alright and another is pulling a Red Robin.”
“Tt, not funny.” Talia seethes as she shoots her grappling gun and starts to swing back to her usual patrolling area.
“Just a gentle reminder.”
“Unnecessary.” Talia says as she loses herself in the shadows of the city.
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Sunday morning, around nine in the morning, some minutes before breakfast.
“Pennyworth.” Talia calls to her gentle grandfather figure with careful voice. “At what time will you be going to do the grocery shopping?”
“I go do the grocery shopping around mid-day, miss Talia.” The elder gentleman answers. “Why do you ask?”
“Since my date yesterday with Daniel was interrupted, I was thinking on inviting him to the skate park and later maybe have a small picnic.” Talia explains her plans for the day. “I wanted to ask if it was alright with you to give me a ride?”
“Why, but of course, darling. Would you like me to prepare something for the picnic?”
“Actually, I wanted to make the snacks myself. Some simple, like sandwiches and fruit slices.”
“Very well, then. You can use the kitchen after breakfast.”
“Thank you, Pennyworth.”
After that, Talia called Daniel and told him to meet up at the entrance of the skate park around mid-day. Their second date was a lovely thing where Danny taught Talia how to roll-skate since she only knew of the skateboard – she learnt while watching Tim –. Alfred picked them both up from the skate park around three in the afternoon, successfully convincing Danny to allow him take him back to his home.
@zoe-oneesama‘s Scarlet Lady AU + Aged Up AU/Akuma? :D
Probably too much for Chat.
"What?" Hal said startled as he noticed a floating white hair teen with green eyes looking annoyed.
It would've be common event if it weren't for the fact that they in the middle of space near Mar.
"Could you please move the lantern Corp away from my grave, it's blocking the my view of the stars." The boy said pointing back at mars then back at Green lantern Corps.
"This is the second time this happen and I would like to just rest in peace."
The more Hal look at the floating boy, the more he realized how humaniod and alien like he began to look, the clear white hair with sparks of stars dust in it, the freckled covering his face look a splatter of dwarf stars, the toxic green eyes, and the odd looking clothes that look barely human like with the kind of reptile skulls on his shoulders.
Oh
OH
Oh..
"I'll tell them to move it from your view.." Hal said paling a bit as later on he went closer to Mars where that floating alien child has pointed then disappeared.
Only to see a makeshift grave made from unknown mineral in the red dirt that looked ancient and beyond dusty level that almost made him sneeze.
Hal move the dust away from the tombstone like made of extinct like mineral, with a name that took his lantern green 3 hours to translate which static and glitch.
"Danny phantom
Brother
Planet Savior
Hero
Clockwork's apprentice
Forever King of balance
May he sleep peacefully."
Ember Mclain when she was alive, was a vigilante in Gotham city working side by side with the dynamic duo. Not that she was particularly well liked by them, or the larger hero community on a whole. Just ask any other hero and they'll say that Prima, Ember's hero name, was too attention seeking, unwilling to seek to anyone else, always trying to be the center of attention, and always ruining missions with her need for attention. Needless to say Ember rubbed a lot of heroes the wrong way, especially seeing as that this was early into Bruce taken on Dick Grayson as a ward so none of the heroes really knew how to deal with a teenage vigilante like Ember.
When she had died on a butched mission in a fire the hero community was shocked but not surprised. They kept telling her if she doesn't stop doing things how she normally does something like this would happen. Soon everyone moved on like if a vigilante known as Prima never existed, only slightly traumatized by the death of a child hero.
Now years later while investigating a heavily guarded lab owned by a shady part of the Government known as The Ghost Investigation Ward / the Guys In White the Justice League come across a teenager who liked exactly like Prima dressed up for a show with flaming blue hair and a pink guitar like the one Prima used to own helping a group of teenagers, two adults wearing hazmat suits, and what liked to be metas older teenagers / young adults on a motorcycle in the middle of breaking out a trio of teens and a group of meta verging in ages. The Prima look a like also seemed to be comforting a child none of them could see expect for her, the teens, and the metas.
young love.
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Have I read this prompt somewhere or was this a fever dream from my bored mind.
What if, now hear me out.
What if we bring up Dana Winters-Drake (whose confirmed to at least be alive in the DC verse but no one knows where she actually is)
What if instead of when she had a mental breakdown and getting committed to an Bludhaven clinc she wandered away before anyone noticed and by the time Tim or anyone did notice a lot of stuff started happening at once in both Gotham and Bludhaven (Steph dying, The Bludhaven crisis, etc etc)
Tim still tries to find her though but even with best resources it was like she just disappeared into the wilderness and the stress of trying to handle more and more problems get worse.
So when out of the blue, a couple of years later, he gets a call from an unknown number. On his private, only for friends and family, phone and when he answers he meet with a young girls voice on the other end.
A very young, maybe six or seven, girl who informs him about his apparently half-brother Danny Drake-Fenton. And how she loves Danny so, so, so much but knows her home is dangerous for him to be in.
Tim is stunned and before he could question her, she says Danny is Dana and Jack's baby and that her parents had adopted him years ago and put Dana's stuff that the hospital had away for him to look at when he was older but she just had to fight off their lunch from eating her brother and she knows he needs a better place to live and so she snooped around and found Dana's diary and that she had to unscramble the nonsense Dana wrote and found Tim's number with the words 'tell him about his brother Danny' hidden in it. And-
But before she could keep rambling she hears Danny screaming "JAZZY THE MILK WENT BAD AGAIN AND HISSED AT ME!"
Tim is left with silence after hearing Jazz yell to Danny to lock the fridge and step out of the kitchen as she gets the bat.
Danny: Ugh, they're back again
Jazz: Don't make that face at paying customers. Do you want to make a portal back home?
Danny rolling his eyes: Yes
Jazz: Then we need to get enough money to buy the parts. If that means waiting tables at a barely legal dinner, where idiots hit on us, then we wait those stupid tables. Now go over there and get the Waynes to leave us a 200 tip.
Danny: Fine, but only if you do too!
Jazz: *Tighten her apron straps into an hourglass figure* Way ahead of you.
Danny: *Rolling eyes but does the same*
Meanwhile with the Waynes
Bruce: It's so nice to go out to eat with you all
Alfred: Indeed. It's a nice change, don't you agree, children?
Wayne kids: *hyperventilating*
Bruce Not looking up from his phone: The Fenton siblings?
Alfred: Indeed, sir. It seems like Master Dick, Master Jason, and Miss Cass are going to attempt to speak to Ms. Fenton today. Master Tim, Master Damian, Master Duke, and Miss Steph don't seem mentally ready to look Mister Fenton in the eye. Bets?
Bruce: Dick chokes on his fork again. Tim face plants on the table, and Steph once again speaks in gibberish after forgetting the entire English language.
Alfred: Very good, sir.
The-first-time
I expected classic vampire or demon, and got angel as my second
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