#Pariah Dark x Diana

[satoshy12]

Ex-Pariah Wonder

Ex-lovers Wonder Woman and Pariah Dark Crack pairing Young Pariah Dark looked like a older Danny as Phantom. (think of Gojo, TYBW Toshiro(adult)) Wonder Woman was Pariah Dark's ex-girlfriend, as he was younger 1,000 years ago, and a pretty nice hero. But that changed after he took the Crown of Fire and Ring of Rage, and well, that did go insane and started to change. From his old silver-haired look to Giant with green hair and Tyrant (think of the Ice King Adventure Time for what the Crown did to Pariah), And then centuries were gone, and she didn't think much of her ex other than that he was imprisoned last she heard. But now a cult is trying to summon him, who was still insane, to her world. + So imagine Diana as the cult trying to summon not her ex but has failed badly. As the small boy who looked like the child version of Pariah came out, with the silver hair, green eyes, and his smile, he had the ring of rage on his finger!! Was this Pariah`s child? He would never give away the ring or something similar. But then she saw him turn into a black-haired and blue-eyed boy that looked similiar to her. Did he, while crazy, create the boy? I mean they talked about children and had the clay. But first, take away the ring; she saw what it did to Pariah firsthand. + Danny had been on the run since he stole the ring from Vlad. And I was now in this new place; it was pretty cool to see other heroes. He would find a good place to throw this ring, like the Observants and Clockwork wanted from him. How hard will it be to find a black hole when you have alien heroes here that can help him find one? Vlad would never find it!

[bet-on-me-13]

The Villains Daughter

So! Years ago, back when the Justice League was only just starting out, only a year or two after their initial team-up, they had one of their biggest battles to date. A group of Extra-Dimensional Beings had burst into their reality, hellbent on destroying a Government Facility and the nearby small town in Illinois.

They barely managed to beat the Invading Army back, although the Government Facility and a part of the nearby Town had been destroyed in the battle.

Later, they would learn about what had happened. Apparently the Government Base, called a GIW Facility, had managed to finally Crack the secret to Interdimensional Travel a few days earlier. Unfortunately, they had opened a Portal into a Dimension known as the Ghost Zone, ruled over by a Tyrant King who wanted to enslaved all world under him. Their Breaching of the GZ had alerted the Tyrant King to the existence of their Dimension, and he had launched an immediate Invasion to try and take it over.

And the evidence supported this.

Wonder Woman shared Legends of her People, telling that their Founding Ancestor had fled the rule of a Tyrant King when she passed into the Afterlife.

Zatara shared his Magic Tomes, showing them passages detailing the horrific Rule of the Tyrant King of the Infinite Realms.

They even asked Boston Brand, the Deadman and resident Ghost about it. He hadn't been the the Ghost Zone in Years, but even he told them that he had personally fled the Tyrant King.

And they also learned that when the Tyrant King set his eyes on something, he did not falter on his Warpath to acquire it. The Tyrant King, Pariah Dark, would be back for their World, again and again.

And they needed to be prepared. This Battle was what kickstarted their true Commitment to the idea of a Team. They knew they could not defeat Pariah Dark alone, so they needed to remain as a Team.

But there was another thing that came about from the Battle.

While the JLA had been helping clean up, Wonder Woman came across a strange sight. A Baby had been left in the rubble of the GIW Building.

She asked around, investigated, and did all she could to find the babies parents. At first she thought that one of the GIW Agents had brought their kid to work that day, but their records indicated that none of the Agents had children of that Age. And Neither did any of the other workers who worked on the base, like the Janitors or the Kitchen Staff. And of they did, all of their children were accounted for.

She eventually came to the conclusion that the Baby must belong to somebody in the nearby Town, but that lead led nowhere either.

She finally came to the conclusion that the Baby's parents must have died in the Invasion, a very unfortunate but very real possibility. She was going to place her into the System, but over the course of her investigation she had grown fond of the Child.

She decided to Adopt the baby herself. She didn't know the child's name, so she had to come up with a new one.

"How do you like the name, Stella?"

The baby gurgled in delight.

...

Over the next decade of their Teams Existence, the Justice League had to fend off the Legions of the Ghost King's Army many more times. It seemed that Pariah had grown wise to the fact that they were the ones defending the Human Realm, as almost all of the later attacks were directed on them personally.

It made sense, they were the First Line of Defense against his Armies, if he managed to defeat them, their World would soon fall.

But they dealt with the attacks as they came. They had made it their mission to defend their Home from the Forced of Pariah Darks Army, and they would not falter now, or ever.

In the case of Wonder Woman, he Daughter had grown to be a fine little lady. Stella had eventually developed Powers similar to her mother, in that she could fly and had super strength, and had begged to be trained as a Hero.

And who was Diana to deny her Daughter her greatest wish? Over the next 5 years, Diana trained Stella in the ways of the Amazon's. Then, when Stella was 15, she had her join the newly formed Young Justice.

She made a great group of friends on that Team, and even started going by Ellie as a Nickname. Her best friend was by far Conner, though she didn't know why she felt such a strong connection to him? It felt like she could relate to him, but her situation was completely different?

Ah well, her Mom wouldn't mind having another kid, would she? She always wanted a Brother!

...

Meanwhile in the Ghost Zone, the Ghost King was getting anxious. After 15 years, his Agents in the Human Realm had finally managed to set up the Ritual needed to Summon Him into the Human Realm.

Who knew that accepting the Ghost King's Throne would bar him from entering the Human Realm through normal Means? He couldn't even use the Portal, he needed to be summoned or he simply wouldn't be able to leave his new home dimension.

But now, it was almost time. Just another year or two, and he would finally be able to enter the Human Realm. He would finally be able to Find Her. His Daugther.

Danny would finally be able to reunite with his daughter, Ellie.

[yuu-should-probably-not]

DpxDc- Mythology is vastly different then the truth

When sealing Pariah Dark again in the coffin Danny didn't realize that the Infinite Realms decided that it made the two equals in power since Danny didn't shatter Pariah's core.

The observants basically declare since they are now equal in power Pariah is to be released, which in turn makes Pariah head directly to Danny who was hanging out with Sam and Tucker.

Danny gets kidnapped in broad daylight making all of Team Phantom panic as he is taken to Pariah's haunt.

Being dragged into the Infinite Realms Danny starts demanding answers before they start fighting through Clockwork's tower making Pariah and Phantom travel through ancient times.

Clockwork appears in front of the two ghosts enraged, with all the damage Pariah took from Danny all that it took was one strike from Clockwork to make him return to his core. Clockwork then turned to Danny before swallowing Pariah's core.

"Daniel this is as far as I can hold him off but be warned, since Pariah is king of basically the Underworld, you being in the same power scale will be seen either as another king or a queen. In ghostly terms you two are married."

Danny, rightfully horrified tries to return to his time only to see the world is very different, Amity Park doesn't exist, in its place is a place called Central City, the ghosts from the realms were seen as gods/titans with different names: Clockwork was Kronos, Undergrowth was Demeter, Vortex was Zeus, Ghostwriter was Athena, Skulker was Artemis, Technus was Hephaestus,ect.

But Danny kept searching for his family in this new timeline until he found Diana, Ellie's counterpart, freezing in horror as his clone/daughter/sister/cousin Diana calls him "Auntie Persephone"

I'm not good at writing my thoughts but since dc isn't consistent with the actual mythology I decided to mash Clockwork is Kronos au, Ghost Queen Danny au, and Diana is Dani au. Probably not going to finish this so... 🤷

[evilcarmona]

Once upon a time...

I was having trouble with Clockwork's hair, and then I just thought about what kind of hairstyle I would draw for Diana. Now I'm haunted by the thought that she inherited her gorgeous hair from him, haha.

And in my opinion it is quite low. Very low. Lol, low Chronos is such a paradoxically funny concept that I won't give it up.

Clockwork: By the way, I can look more human, so can I go somewhere with you? Danny: looks around Danny: No, you'll get arrested for indecent exposure. You know you have to wear underwear under your miniskirt in this century, right? Clockwork: That's not a skirt! Is that how you talk to your grandpa?! Pariah Dark: Lol Serves you right

Then he still walks around this funny human world, and the superheroes try to figure out who this creepy guy is that looks like Diana. When Diana sees him, she's a little scared. Are you sure he's not going to eat her?

[too-much-tma-stuff]

We Agree to Your Terms (part 23)

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TW: descriptions of violence

They talked about Danny's conditions for helping, he had an idea what they were going to be already. But he wanted and needed Jason behind him every step of the way here so Danny talked out as much of his thought process as he could.

As they talked they watched videos as they came out, livestreams and news clips talking about the destruction being caused by the new, unidentified threat. The videos were grainy and corrupted, as most videos of ghosts were, but most of them were clear enough to see what was happening, especially the ones that were taken from a bit of a distance. Those ones were less likely to come to an abrupt bloody end.  

They watched as heroes arrived on scene, and along with them the drone that Danny had infused with ecto so they hacked into its stream instead. Danny was amused to see that it was occasionally ignoring directions, apparently it had developed a little bit of a mind of its own but it was still doing its job.  

The heroes quickly realize most of their attacks had no effect at all on Pariah Dark. The only ones who seemed like they could touch him were Raven, John Constantine, and of course, Phantasm. But all they could do was slow him down and try to buy a little more time for the other heroes to evacuate as many civilians as they could. Danny tensed every time Ellie had a close call, but he couldn’t rush off to save her. Not yet.

The destruction was hard for him to watch, people were dying, and not just a few. The skeleton army and Pariah himself were ruthless and entirely without remorse. Danny saw more than one truly impressive spray of blood, limp bodies falling to the ground and after the first couple he watched with dissociative disinterest. More lives were ruined then just those who were ended, homes were being destroyed, one town was already all but levelled and those who had been evacuated in time would have little to nothing to go back to, it was a major humanitarian disaster in progress. 

They watched an interview as one of the GIW agents arrived on scene, at first they were barely able to disguise their glee as they explained that this was a ghost. Ghosts were dangerous and unfeeling blah blah blah, all their usual talking points. But not to worry! The GIW had the weapons and knowhow to deal with this threat! 

This was what they had wanted the entire time after all, a ghostly rampage to prove their worth to the world. Or at least this was what they thought they wanted, if only it weren’t a matter of minutes before it was completely obvious they were outgunned and untested. All they were good for was meat shields to get the civilians out, and at least Danny could find some joy in that. Watching those all too familiar white suits get ripped up and stained red with blood soothed deep, angry aches imprinted on Danny’s core. He couldn’t help but laugh at their futile fight, some got a few lucky shots off, but at best they took out a handful of skeletons, and Pariah could always summon more of those.

 Then the GIW weren’t even good as meat shields. They had barely bought a few minutes of time for the evacuation efforts before half of them broke and ran! Booking it as soon as it was obvious this was a real threat, and not something they could deal with with their stolen and half baked weapons. The selfish cowardly little cringelings! 

Danny snarled and curled his fingers into claws, barely resisting digging them into Jason’s arms as he held Danny close and made soothing noises. He had never felt so much disdain for another creature as these wannabe heroes who weren’t actually interested in anything besides their own glorification. 

“It won’t be much longer,” Jason soothed Danny, “They’re running out of ideas I’m sure, they’ll call soon. I’ve already declined three calls from Batman.” They had decided not to answer Bruce, he’d probably want them to do the ‘right thing’ with no guarantee of any change and that wasn’t something they were interested in. Danny was waiting to hear from Diana, or maybe one of the leaders themselves.

It was Diana who called, which made sense since Deadman probably didn't have a phone. Jason picked up her call after the first ring which was sure would annoy the hell out of Bruce knowing that his calls were being purposefully screened. 

“Hello, thank you for answering, Red Hood. I wouldn’t have blamed you and your Lover for leaving this world to its fate,” She said with bitter rage. “But I believe these ninnyhammers are ready to see sense. Will you come back and give them a second chance?” She asked patiently. Danny wondered if Themyscira would be alright even if the rest of the world fell, most Gods had to be some sort of neverborn and they protected the island of the Amazons right? Maybe Wonder Woman’s people would be okay.

“We’ll come, but we’re no longer willing to compromise,” Jason growled into the fun.

“Understood,” Diana said in a clipped tone and Jason hung up.

“Are you ready Danny,” Jason asked softly as he pocketed his phone again. 

“As I’ll ever be,” Danny sighed. “Let's just get this over with before anyone else gets hurt.” He straightened and dipped down to re-enter the meeting hall, through the ceiling this time. Danny’s makeshift throne was still there so Danny went straight back to it and sunk down into it, Jason standing at his shoulder again. He couldn’t really help with this other than supporting Danny, and being proud of him for taking charge like this. It was a far cry from how subservient he had been early on. 

Danny had grown so much, and so had Jason. When he was newly back in Gotham so full of rage and so much to prove he wouldn’t have been able to stand behind anyone in silent support. Hell he probably would have shot this place up for talking to Danny the way they had before he’d been in therapy. This was a bitter thing, having to stand in front of this meeting, but it felt like a culmination of their growth. 

“So, you called me back,” Danny said as he leaned back in his icey throne, making it look far more comfortable than it truly must be. 

“You have to do something about this,” Someone demanded, Danny didn’t bother to seek out who it was since he didn’t recognize the voice. 

“Do I?” Danny laughed. “Because I thought you just finished saying it was your job to protect your people.”

“But this is a ghost, this is one of yours!”

“Technically, No he’s not,” Danny grimaced. “That’s the previous king so he currently outranks me. Besides I could defeat him, but he’s not a threat to my people right now. So no, I will not help. I will, however, accept your surrender.” 

“What?” Agent W yelped, why she was still present Danny had no idea. 

“You heard me. He will keep going, he's obsessed with expanding the ranks of the dead he rules. He's attacked the earth before, and I'm sure you remember who it was who defeated him then,” Danny said, turning his gaze to agent W.

“Well it was a couple of our correspondents, the Dr's. Fenton. They-” She blustered.

Danny made an incorrect buzzer noise. “Wrong, some of their tech was used but who was wielding that tech?” He demanded, staring her down. “You're under oath, don't even think about lying.” 

She didn’t answer, but the lemon bitten expression on her face was answer enough really.

“That's right! Last time he broke through I saved the world from him, and my thanks was being captured and tortured. I don't plan to make that mistake again. This time if you want my help you will agree to my terms before I take care of the problem.” 

“And what are your terms?” Diana asked, despite everything she sounded patient and calm, bless her. 

Danny nodded to her gratefully and braced himself before he started talking. He needed to sound confident and reasonable, he didn’t want to sound angry but he also couldn’t leave any doubt he was serious. He did not want to waste any time debating. 

“One; I want the anti-ecto acts repealed and ghosts added to the meta protection acts. Two; I want any active portals to be handed over to the combined control of the Justice League, myself, and my court. Three; I want to be the one called if there are any future issues with ghosts so they can be dealt with through our justice system. Four; I want diplomatic immunity for me and my betrothed. Finally; I want all high ranking members of the GIW handed over to my court so I can be sure they see appropriate consequences for their actions.” 

“You can’t expect us to hand over our-” The American representative started.

“I don’t care what you’re about to say,” Danny interrupted, holding up his hand to stop them. “And I’m not interested in negotiating. If you’re not ready to agree to my terms I’ll wait. But you better not make me wait too long, because casualties are stacking up and before I agree to help I’ll need a signed surrender, and agreement to my terms.”

“Esteemed leaders, there is one more thing that we can try,” Agent W spoke up, drawing everyone’s attention to her. At least she had the good sense to look nervous, but it seemed like the GIW wasn’t ready to give up, annoyingly enough.

“What is it?” Batman was the one to ask, this time he wasn’t even trying to hide his suspicion. 

“We have another weapon, developed by Fentons and further refined by us. We didn’t want it to come to that because it’s a more destructive weapon, hard to wield, and expensive to produce. But we have developed an ecto-missile that-”

“No!” Danny interrupted glaring at her. “You built that missile to try and destroy the ghost zone itself. It’s not safe to-”

“It’s an ectoplasmic weapon it’s not dangerous to-”

“Ectoplasm is clearly still dangerous to humans! Otherwise ghosts wouldn’t be the threat you clearly think they are. Besides to increase the destructive energy and fallout I Know you tried to add nuclear energy. If you fire that thing you will cause more harm to civilians then to the enemy you’re trying to destroy! I don’t know how big you made that thing, but given that you wanted it to destroy an entire dimension, how much of North America are you willing to sacrifice in the hopes it might take out Pariah Dark?”

“What other options are you giving them!?” She snapped at Danny, but he could see the desperation on her face. She knew if they did agree she would be handed over to his justice so he could hardly blame her for grasping at straws.

“To agree to my terms. As soon as the documents are signed I will go fight him. I have a good track record of keeping civilian casualties to an absolute minimum once I’m involved. How many people from the GIW will you have to hand over? A couple dozen? To save thousands of civilian lives, rather than sacrificing hundreds of civilian lives to maybe stop the threat. I think I’m offering a very good deal,” Danny said. He was trying not to sound desperate, but he didn’t want to see any more people hurt then necessary and he was scared they were about to make a terrible mistake.

“You expect us to surrender-”

“He’s not even asking for the reparations he would almost certainly be due!” Wonder Woman snapped, her tone generally startling Danny with how furious she sounded. “His terms are downright kind. You should agree to them.” 

“I have sent the requirements to a friend of mine who is drawing up the contact,” Batman growled. “When you come to your senses the surrender will be ready to print and sign.” 

Danny felt a little tension bleed out of his shoulders at the tacet agreement from Batman. He had been worried that he wouldn’t, and he had been worried that if the leaders or their lawyers wrote the document they would put in some sort of trick or trap that he wouldn’t be educated enough to catch. He didn’t think that Batman would pull something like that. He might have been smart enough to do something like that, but he was fair and he didn’t like those sort of sneaky tricks. Not with them, not if he wanted any of his kids to keep talking to him anyway.

“Good, should we leave again so all of you can consider?” Red hood asked, standing straight with his hands loose at his sides. “I don’t want to see you have to watch you weigh these people’s lives against your pride,” He spat contemptuously.

Danny nodded and pressed his palms against the arms of his throne, ready to push himself up. He didn’t want to see that either, he could feel the mounting death toll churning in his gut with every passing minute spent here deliberating. He hoped he would be a better leader than these people at least, more decisive and willing to make the hard choices even when it scared him.

“There’s no need for that,” Someone spoke up and when Danny looked up their mouth was set into a firm line. “The decision is obvious isn’t it? We would have to be mad to prefer wanton destruction over a reasonable compromise to gain a new ally. That is what it means that we’d call you for future ghost problems, correct?” 

“Yes that is what I meant,” Danny said, settling back in his seat. “I don’t think there will be many issues, especially once we have joint control of existing portals, but if there are, call me as soon as you can. I will make sure they are dealt with quickly and with minimal damage," he assured.

Not everyone looked happy about the solution, but Danny didn’t care. If they dragged their feet signing the paper damages would be on their heads, not Danny’s. A staff member came running in with a piece of paper and Batman got up to meet them, it was two pages but it looked like the second was basically just lines for signatures. 

“Do you want to have a look at it first?” He asked Danny, in a surprisingly gentle voice walking over and offering him the paper. 

Jason was the one who leaned forward and took it before Danny could. Batman seemed a bit surprised but relinquished it to Jason with a barely perceptible nod and stood by, waiting to take it back when they were done. Red Hood glanced over it and then handed it to Danny, who gave him a small smile and a nod before taking his time to read the document. Yes they were in a rush but it was only one page and he wanted to make doubly sure it covered everything he needed it to cover. And it did, it had Danny’s list of terms of surrender reworded into formal language and asserted that by signing the document they were agreeing to the Ghost King’s terms.

He handed it back to Batman with a nod of approval. Batman nodded back and went back to his seat, handing it to Diana who read the terms of surrender aloud to the room. She signed it without hesitation once she finished reading it, and passed it to the leader next to her. It was at that point that Agent W started to have a meltdown, a sight that really amused Danny as she started screaming they couldn’t do this, they couldn’t hand her over to those monsters. She was quickly escorted out of the room and he just hoped that she was going to be held in custody or she might make a break for it. It was going to take a bit to round up all the members of the GIW he wanted he was sure, oh well, he could be patient. 

Around the room it went, some hesitated to sign more than others, but no one completely refused to sign it. As time went on and new death tolls came in and got higher and higher those who hesitated too long were booed down quickly. The urgency was starting to set in as it finally processed that this was really happening. This wasn’t exactly the begging Danny had hoped for, but given how stupidly proud a lot of human’s were, this was good enough.

Finally all of the leaders had agreed to the terms. An attendant was sent out of the room at a run to copy the document so that Danny could have a copy and so could the Justice League. Danny couldn’t help starting to fidget at that point, he was itching to Go! Both to end the suffering of the people in the path of destruction and to finally end this once and for all. The threat of Pariah Dark and his eventual crowning had been hanging over his head for years, it was time to face his demons and beat the shit out of them. 

As soon as he got the paper and had glanced it over he stood and handed the signed surrender off to Jason. “Great! I’ll be going to deal with Pariah now, the rest of you can make yourself useful and start rounding up the GIW.”

“We will,” Diana assured, looking determined and angry. 

“Great,” Danny said and grabbed Jason before flying out of the building through the ceiling again and back towards the US as quickly as he could without damaging Jason. 

“You had better not be planning to drop me off somewhere away from the fight,” Jason shouted over the sound of the wind. “I’m coming with you, both my brother and your little sister are there! I want to try and make sure Robin and Nightwing don’t get hurt.” 

Well, at least he wasn’t talking about trying to protect Danny. “I won’t,” Danny agreed with a resigned sigh. “I have a feeling that trying to leave you somewhere would just piss you off and you’d find a way to get in trouble anyway.”

“You’re damn right I would,” Jason promised, and Danny both hated him and loved him for how damn smug he sounded.

Once they were close enough for a running drop off far enough away that Pariah wouldn’t spot them and try to shoot them out of the sky. An experience which could barely inconvenience Danny and completely destroy Jason. Once Jason was safely on the ground Danny was face to face with Pariah Dark in seconds. 

“Aha! The little king finally shows himself,” Pariah sneered mockingly. “I assume this means you’re ready to be destroyed.”

Danny expected to be scared, to feel impending doom and anger. But he looked at this specter of his childhood and he felt… nothing. After everything that he had been through, Pariah didn’t scare him anymore, and he certainly didn’t hate him like Danny did the GIW. He was just an irritation, a barrier to the life that he wanted. 

“Shut up and let’s get this over with,” Danny snarled and sent a blast of energy toward Pariah that he barely managed to dodge by flying up to meet Danny in mid air. 

Danny was ready for him.

[mkarchin713]

And then Wonder Woman chimes in wondering why her baby cousin is here

Pariah Dark is finally released from his coffin, most ghosts in the know about this very on edge because he's, well, a literal tyrant king. But contrary to everyone's expectations (except Clockwork), he justs decides to vamoosh from the Infinite Realms entirely.

It's been fine without his active ruling for eons, so surely it wouldn't suddenly go to shit just because he's out of his sleep now. At least that's what he thinks and picks a random earth to go towards- this time surprisingly not for war- and plans to inhabit it.

So, there he was, Pariah Dark, Ghost King of the infinite Realms, one of the most powerful ghosts in existence and bearer of the Crown of Fire and Ring of Rage.

Now a humble mortal(disguised) farmer.

And he's surprisingly, never been happier. Well, actually he has been happier than this, on the two of binding between the Ghost King and the Master of Time.

He wonders what his spouse was up to these days. Most likely watching over the multiple timelines, no doubt.

It was on one of those days, where he carried his produce to go sell to a factory for money for more horses, that he ran into a little kid, one with black hair and blue eyes.

That was also, chalked full of magical power and might.

Really, it just escalated from there, if he were to be honest.

===

Billy Batson did not expect to be sitting in the living room of the giant man he ran into on accident. He was kidnapped, yes, but compared to others this was most certainly tame in comparison.

He was picked up by the back of his collar, placed on that guy's head, and was then just taken back to his house.

At least he makes extremely good cookies.

He should probably leave before he's never seen again, but first, cookies.

And milk.

[glow-worms-are-believers]

Crack Idea (dp x dc)

Just Fright Knight deciding he wants to make a power grab since Pariah Dark’s not around anymore and he’s getting bored. So, of course, what better way to get that boost he’s looking for other than to challenge Princess Diana of Themyscira for the title of Wonder Woman. While in battle, Diana is struck by Soul Shredder and is sent to face her deepest fears, and the Amazons are forced to give him the title though they keep trying to take it back through duels. Now, the Justice League is stuck with freaking Fright Knight as their ambassador and champion of the themyscirian amazons, even though he’s: 1) not an amazon, 2) very much dead and 3) potentially evil.

[livannasalinger]

DP x DC prompt 2

I like the idea that JLD starts hearing rumors about the new King of Infinit Realms and then Batman decides to investigate. Usually stories are written with Batman having discovered Amity and then meeting Danny, but what if the focus of the story is a little earlier? The idea is:

Okay, according to wikipedia, the JLD members are: John Constantine, Detective Chimp, Doctor Fate , Ragman, Etrigan and Zatanna. Wonder Woman is also included in some fics and I think it's cool to include her here. Well then, it would be nice if the story started from the perspective of these members, each one (or at least some of them) having supernatural encounters that go in a different direction than expected (a mission, an artifact that starts to work differently, a realization that something in the universe has changed). Each member reports these changes in a conversation that started casually and then they decide to investigate more, it would be great to explore different encounters they have with creatures or beings more connected to the other side, and these beings talking, but not talking - maybe presenting riddles, maybe not talking on purpose, refusing to comment - I particularly like it when the character Lucifer, from the series, appears. He can clarify the facts, or he can refuse to give a straight answer (I imagine he and Danny can actually get along very well). Anyway, after many ghostly and surreal encounters, as well as finding several pieces of art and legends about the mysterious Phantom (maybe Diana will also get in the middle of this, discovering files in themyscira about Phantom being connected to Kronos aka grandfather clockwork), the group finally discovers that there has been a significant power shift, that Pariah Dark is no more etc. Not only that, they  discover the GIW and the Anti-Ecto Acts exist. And in the midst of it all they discover that there's still a whole universe of things they don't know (infinit realms and such).

Meanwhile, on the other hand, it would be awesome if, like stan lee in the avengers movies, Danny actually had multiple appearances (a boy asking for coffee in the background, someone they asked for directions in a certain city). Danny would already be moving towards being the king (crowned, but still learning and effectively being a prince, more than a ruler). Or the idea that he's basically the host of the realms is pretty cool too, less of a ruler, but more about being the one who maintains the balance between life and death. This would all be part 1, which would see JLD coming to the realization that there's a part of the world they didn't know about and now they have to bring it to JL.

In part two you could focus on other aspects, such as: - Division JLD and JL: not on purpose, but members like Superman and Batman, among others, have their problems when interacting with the supernatural. Batman for example: he's not stupid, but his tendency to investigate and have a contingency plan for everything and everyone can be especially problematic when dealing with the supernatural, as there are rules and boundaries you can't cross if you don't know how to deal with them and the consequences. So, difficult conversations trying to explain the situation in the right context and perhaps a greater understanding from JL members of how unprepared they are to properly deal with this type of problem maybe?. - Follows after the fact above the investigation itself, with a mixture of JL and JLD, each with their contacts and specialties, finally arriving at Amity park and the Fentons. - And finally we come to the classics DP fics: the Fentons as Mad scientists, neglectful parents and etc and the plot twist of the moment: Danny and Jazz Fenton are “missing”, with the city as part of a conspiracy that helped take the children out of the Fenton family and out of reach of the GIW, and citizens of Amity distrustful or aggressive towards the JL (Danny and Jazz ran away and they are now Nightingale , it would be great if they were in Gotham this whole time hauhau) . It could even expand the lore about the Nightingales, they could be a family relatively known within the right circles as the psychopomp. The idea here is that they don't find out who Danny is at first, that there are layers of mystery until they find the answer. That Danny, even though he's young, has enough time to learn and when he has to face it and talk to JL and JLD, he would do it as an equal.

possible part 3 - In parallel, the adventures of Danny, jazz and company running away to gotham, learning things outside the small world that is Amity Park, Danny talking with Lady Gotham and helping her to take care of the supernatural part of the city, since that is not the specialty of Batfam, even with Metas like Duke. The batfam feeling that the city is different someway. Maybe Danny meeting several of the waynes/ vigilants, bonding with some of them and etc. Not forgetting Jazz and her work in Arkham and Sam and Tucker and Ellie somehow included. (maybe even Dan).

tips - fics and stories that inspired me in this idea:

You and me and our best friend makes three by Elizabehta_Beilschmidt

Humans and Ghosts and Different Kind of Hero by RedGhost1010

and

Goncharov

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At Virtue’s End: Chapter Two

At Virtue's End By mothmanwearstiaras ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Every villain is a hero in their own mind. If we had followed Negan from the beginning, I'd bet we'd all be rooting for him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------

A Negan origin fanfic. AU with some canon thrown in for good measure. Begins shortly before the outbreak and will follow through to where we are in the series. Negan x OC. Read Chapter One Read on fanfiction.net

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Chapter Two: Here's to the Nights

 The foyer was dark as she opened the front door but Samantha could immediately see the dim light coming from the living room at the back of the house the moment she stepped inside.  Her grandmother’s house was a quaint little thing with a long main hallway flanked on either side by doors and archways that opened in to the various rooms on the first floor of the house.  The master staircase sat towards the back and to the right and lead to the multiple bedrooms that made up the second floor.  The old and antique furniture set within each room had been there for as long as Samantha could remember and were all it took to take the old Victorian from just a beautiful house and make it feel like home.   

 "Gran!"  Samantha called as she shut the door behind her.  "Gran, it's me!"

 "Sammy?"  She could hear the creaking of the old recliner as her grandmother got up.  With a flick of a switch, the hallway lights brightened and bathed the walkway in their soft, golden hue.  "Oh, Samantha!  What a wonderful surprise!"

 Samantha smiled as her grandmother shuffled towards her down the hall.  She was a good foot or so shorter than Samantha, she had the bright white hair of any respectable woman her age, but nothing could take away from the striking brilliance of the bright blue eyes God had seen fit to bestow upon all the women of the Quinn household.  She had put on a little extra around the middle in her later years, that much was true, but there was no one anywhere too blind to see the obvious familial resemblance the two women shared.  

 The old woman pulled Samantha in to a tight hug, an embrace that Samantha returned wholeheartedly.  She was warm, she always had been, and for the first time that night Samantha felt a sense of calm come over her.  After a few moments, the two pulled apart and Samantha saw her grandmother's eyes dart towards the overnight bag still slung over her shoulder.  "Plan on staying long?" 

 "Do you mind?"  Samantha asked though she already knew the answer.

 "Oh no, dear, not at all!"  Her grandmother said as she began to make her way towards the kitchen.  "I'll just make us up some tea and you can tell me all about whatever it is that brings you here."

 "I don't want to trouble you with all that."  Samantha said as her hand rubbed against the sore and tightened muscles at the back of her neck.  "I just think I could use a night or two in my old room."

 "Trouble in paradise?"  Her grandmother threw over her shoulder as she continued her trek. 

 "Something like that."

 "Hmm."  The old woman hummed her understanding with a subtle nod of her head.  "Wine then, we’ll forget the tea."

 Samantha couldn't help the quiet laugh that escaped her lips, she certainly wasn’t going to say no to that.

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 The front door to the townhouse swung open and hit the wall behind it with a bang.  Negan was pissed and he didn't quite care who knew it.  He removed his keys from the lock and tossed them on to the end table by the couch without even looking in its general direction before slamming the front door shut once more. 

 The entire night had just been one beautiful fucking disaster after another and he needed it to end.  It wasn't his fault that his boss had hired Elena back at the dealership, he was just as pissed off about it as Samantha was, but she was over reacting and he was not in the mood to deal with her accusations.  He had been taking care of the situation just fine on his own and if James McCallister had just kept his damn mouth shut...

 It didn't matter, he thought to himself with a shake of his head, Sam knew all about it now and if this was how she was going to let it play out then fine.  He'd be more than happy to oblige her in her dramatics.

He stalked straight for the kitchen, flicking the lights on as he went, and grabbed a much needed beer from the fridge.  He cracked the bottle open without a second thought and made quick work of chugging down half the bottle in one go before walking back in to the living room and all but collapsing on to the couch.  He took another swig of his beer before resting his head against the soft gray cushions and bringing his hand to settle across his eyes.  He knew he was a mess, he could feel the swelling around his left eye and he knew there was blood in his hair but right now he didn't really give a shit.  All he wanted to do was finish up his beer, maybe one more after that, pass out and deal with all the bullshit in the morning.  

 He could remember the day he had met her, truly met her, as if it were yesterday.  It had been a quiet day at The Red Oak Tavern and she had been working the lunch shift.  He had arrived earlier than usual after a particularly disheartening meeting with his divorce attorney and any son of a bitch with half a brain would have been able to pick up on his foul mood from a mile away.  Most of the people in town had kept their distance from him on a good day, not even Russell had dared to approach him on that one, so when the cold mug of beer had been set in front of him from seemingly out of nowhere he hadn’t even looked up.  

 "I didn't order that."  He said gruffly as he pushed the mug away from him. 

 “I know that you didn’t.”  He had seen her hands then, small and slender things with long delicate fingers, as they wrapped around the side of the mug and pushed it back towards him.  "It's on the house."   

 Then, and only then, had he looked up towards the face that belonged to those hands.  

 His first thought had been that she was gorgeous, a true beauty that he didn't mind setting eyes on.  She was a slim girl and her 'uniform', if you could call the black tank top and low rise jeans that, clung to her curves in all the right places.  Her skin was on the fair side and she had a slight dusting of freckles crossing the bridge of her nose that Negan may not have noticed had he not been looking hard enough.  Her long brown hair framed her face in the most perfect way as she tucked a lock of it behind her ear but those bright blue eyes... those babies were what had truly done him in.

 He had been tempted to pull on the charm, maybe make an effort to turn that hell of a day around and get his rocks off with the pretty girl from the local watering hole, but when he saw her eyes dart to somewhere just behind him he couldn't help but turn to look. 

 There they had been, the group of gaggling hens that called themselves housewives, and they had been staring at him without the slightest bit of secrecy.  They were ogling him without a single shred of subtlety and he felt the hair at the back of his neck stand on end as if he were some sort of animal gearing up for a fight.  They had no doubt already heard all about the meeting from his bitch of a soon-to-be-ex-wife that called herself Diana and were waiting for a reaction to take back to her.  Hell, they might as well have been taking notes.  

 He laughed, a quick gust of air rushing from between his lips as he realized what he thought was going on. He turned back around and righted himself with a smirk on his lips as he locked eyes with the girl behind the bar.  He crossed his arms, one over the other on top of the counter, and moved to lean forward against them.  "I don't know what the little birdies have told you sweetheart, but I don't want your fucking pity."

 She mirrored his pose from her side of the counter, her face coming closer to his as she bent at the waist and met him at his level.  "It's a good thing it's not pity then." 

 His eyes narrowed but they never left hers.  "Your boss know you're over here giving away free drinks?  I would think that something like that could get a girl in trouble."

 "I was always taught that if there was a way for you to brighten someone's day then you should do it," she responded, "and from the looks of things your day's been pretty bad."

 Negan took a moment to mull things over.  On one hand, what she described was a little too close to pity for his tastes... on the other she was a gorgeous girl offering him a free drink and, god damn, could he ever use that today.  

 "What's your name, darlin'?"  He asked, the smirk on his face growing slightly wider.

 "Samantha. Samantha Quinn."  She'd leaned in then, just a little bit more, and continued in a whisper.  "And for the record, I've never put much stock in what little birds tell me."

 From that moment on he was hooked.

 It had started innocently enough.  He would greet her each and every time he stepped in to the bar with a subtle nod of his head or a quick wave of his hand when he was able to catch her eye, but as the months went on he found himself actively seeking her out upon his arrival.  They spoke easily and grew comfortable with one another quickly. Before he had really had the time to process it she had grown to become his friend, his confidante... and slowly something more.

 The final crack in the friendship ice had happened eight months later on the day he had coached the high school football team to victory over their rivals from Addison County.  By that time most of the town had grown tired of the stale news of his infidelity and had moved on to other new and fresh local scandals.  When Samantha had seen him enter the bar that day with his team she had been so happy for him.  He would never admit it, his ego was too big to allow that, but being the town's social pariah had taken its toll and she could see how happy he was to be back in the fold even from where she stood across the room. 

 He had glanced her way as he walked in and flashed her that dashing smile.  She had returned the gesture and thought that that would be the end of it, he had all but recovered what he could of his old life and he had earned back the respect of his peers with the win, he wouldn't need the ear of some chick bartender to talk to anymore.  She was more surprised than she should have been when she saw him leave the company of his team and come to join her over at the bar.

 "Congratulations, Coach."  Samantha said as he approached her.

 "What, for that?"  He gestured over his shoulder at the scene behind him.  "That was nothing."

 "Nothing, huh?"  Samantha asked as she went about filling him up a mug of his usual.  She could see Candice eying the situation up from the opposite side of the bar.  "Then why do you seem so pleased with yourself?" 

 Negan didn't respond, his grin merely widened and his tongue found the edges of his teeth.  He pulled a folded piece of paper out of the inside pocket of his leather jacket and let one arm rest against the bar as he leaned forward and offered it to her between his first two fingers. 

 "What's that?"  Samantha asked, her eyebrows raising in question.  She took the proffered paper from him and he watched as she unfolded the paper, laughing as her eyes widened when she realized what it was.  "Certificate of Divorce..." "It's finalized."  Negan said.  "Signed and fucking all."

 "Negan!"  Samantha exclaimed.  "I can't believe it finally happened, I'm so happy for you!"

 He chuckled as he took the paper back from her and returned it to the pocket of his jacket.  "It was a long time coming but, fuck!  It feels great!"

 "Drinks on me today," Samantha said quickly as she turned to grab a shot glass, "anything you want!  What'll it be?"

 He chuckled softly, his eyes lowering to the tabletop for a moment before looking back up at her.  "And what if I want to buy you that drink instead?"

 The moment his words reached her ears she froze.  Her eyes moved towards Candice and by the huge smile on her face she knew that she had heard him too.  Her heartbeat quickened as she turned her eyes back to face him and she could feel the blood rushing to her face.

 "I... I get off at nine tonight."   

 Negan's smile grew.  "Then I'll see you at nine?"

 She nodded.  "I'll see you at nine."

 The rest, as they say, was history.  Negan had made his way right back on to Widow's Ridge's rumor mill and he had taken Samantha right along with him.  

 She had never treated him the way that the rest of the town had once news of his affair broke.  Most people had been content to listen to the word on the street without any interest in hearing what he'd had to say, after a while he had stopped trying and just accepted the villain persona that had been assigned to him.  He'd cheated on his wife, yeah, that much was true.  He was an ass for doing it and he had deserved what happened to him in the end, but Diana wasn't quite the victim that she liked to make herself out to be either. 

 He groaned a gave a slight shake of his head as she pulled himself out of his little walk down memory lane.  He stood from his spot on the couch, the pounding in his head immediately protesting the change to his equilibrium, and soldiered on up the stairs.  His soiled shirt was off before he even hit the second floor landing and he tossed it in to the clothes hamper as he made his way through their bedroom and in to the bathroom.  

 "Je-sus."  He mumbled as he caught sight of his reflection in the bathroom mirror.  His eye had a nice, dark blue bruise surrounding it and he could see the large patch of dried blood hidden deep within his dark hair.

 With a groan of defeat, he turned the shower on.  Once it was warm enough he stepped under the hot, steady stream and let the water run down his body.  He ran his hands through his hair and felt the sharp sting from the cut on his scalp.  He probably should have gone and gotten the thing looked at, it may have warranted a stitch or two, but by the time the sheriff had let him go the last thing on his mind was seeking medical attention.  As it was, he'd likely be sleeping with a towel on his pillow tonight in an attempt to not ruin the bedclothes and Samantha off even more.

 By the time he got out of the shower he felt calmer, the adrenaline that had been pumping through his system all night had slowed and a wave of exhaustion had steadily taken over.  He dried himself off, threw on a pair of boxers and collapsed on to the bed.  He did his best to ignore the empty spot next to him as he turned on to his side to face the wall.  The bed felt empty without her there and he tried like hell to ignore the awful feeling in his chest that that realization brought about.

 Morning, he told himself, everything will work itself out in the morning.

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  "911 Dispatch to Car One.  Come in Car One."

 "Go for Car One."

 "We have a possible assault at Widow's Ridge Hospital.  What is your location?"

 "I'm on Main Street right now.  ETA four minutes.  Over." 

 "Car One, be advised that the suspect is a patient and highly contagious.  Please follow proper protocol." 

 "10-4." ... "Arriving on scene.  Dispatch, please advise."

 "Car One, suspect is in Emergency 1103.  That is Emergency one-one-zero-three."

 "Arriving on scene." ..."Dispatch, repeat message."

 "Emergency one-one-zero-three."

 ..."Dispatch, room is empty.  Confirm location?"

 "Caller disconnected before arrival."

 "Dispatch, stand by." ... "Dispatch, room is all clear.  I repeat, room is all-"

 "rrr-AAAAAWHHHHH!" "Car One, come in Car One!"

 "Room not clear!  Not clear!" 

 "Car One, do you need backup?"

 "Car One requesting backup!  Oh, shit!  Ahhhh!-"

 "grrrr-RAAAAAAAA!"

 "Car One, what is your condition?!  Please advise!" ... "Car One?  Car One!" ... "All Units, we have an officer down!  I repeat, we have an officer down!"

[kyrianclawraith]

Heir of a Tyrant

Upon discovering that Danny was the rightful inheritor of both the Crown of Fire and the Ring of Rage, Vlad executed a de-aging scheme by instructing Skulker to poison and attack Danny. The poison transformed Danny into a child, rendering him too young to claim the throne. As an older Halfa, Vlad intended to seize the position of Proxy and rule the zone with Danny as his ward. Jazz, however, could not allow this to happen and fled Amity Park with her newly-turned toddler brother. As Jazz attempted to flee, she landed in various cities, yet Vlad's followers persisted in their pursuit. Fortunately, even though the heroes typically disregarded Amity Park, they were now determined to safeguard them. From Wonder Woman and Superman to the Flash and even the Green Arrow and Black Canary, along with Martian Manhunter, they all came to their aid. It was heartwarming to see how ecstatic little Baby Danny was whenever an alien or space hero appeared, while he was utterly uninterested when a mundane hero was around. Green Lantern won him over by mentioning that he was a Space Police officer and part of the Airforce. Danny found nothing wrong with this Space is Space! Jazz believed that Wonder Woman was somewhere in the middle since Danny liked her but not as much as the Alien Heroes. Nonetheless, he did not detest her or find her dull. Jazz believes it might have something to do with Pandora. In a meeting of the Justice League, the heroes gathered to discuss recent events they had encountered. To their surprise, each of them had encountered a green monster that they had to fight. The alien heroes in attendance spoke about how cute the toddler was that they had seen, as well as his red-haired caretaker. This caught the attention of Wonder Woman, Superman, Green Arrow, Black Canary, and Martian Manhunter, who were surprised to hear about the others' encounters. Batman spoke up and asked why the monster was hunting the toddler and the babysitter. Shazam explained that they were beings from the Infinity Realm, and that he had heard about this place from the Gods. However, he suggested that John Constantine might know more. When John Constantine confirmed what Shazam had said, the group turned their attention to the captured Vulture, hoping to get some answers. They learned that the toddler was actually the heir of Pariah Dark Throne, and that the Ghost had been sent to capture him and bring him to their boss. Their boss wanted to take the toddler's crown and control the Realm for himself, by making himself Danny's guardian.

As they learned by Shazam, Zatanna and John's shocked faces, Pariah was a Evil Dark Tyrant that was sealed by Ancient for a good Reason too. And someone who wants to take his place would be the same, the most important thing at the moment would be to find the duo and protect them, and make sure that the Boy will not grow up to be a Tyrant or be used to take control of armies and realms.

All the Planning the Justice League and Justice League Dark did for the weeks, was to be kicked out as Bruce saw the tiny toddler Black Haired blue eyed toddler and just changed the whole plan to just adopt the Duo.