#Tim is the type of unhinged to experiment what he could get the talons to do

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Damian was doing another one of his checkups on the Fenton boy, even though Todd said he checked out, he was still suspicious. That wasn't even touching on what would happen if the Court of Owls were to discover what the boy was doing. He didn't seem to actually know what the Talons were, and he was actively helping them, but it was still suspicious.

Drake also shared his suspicions, but was so far keeping a distance, instead attempting to dig up what he could on the boy before approaching. Probably so he could pile up Blackmail. Damain on the other hand would observe closely. Make sure nothing happens. Make sure Fenton didn't take advantage of the fact that he had an army of undead assassins that would probably do anything for him. Todd had said he was like catnip for zombies, whatever that meant. Though Damain suspects that Todd may very well be compromised in that case.

Like always, the Fenton boy let him in. And while it was clear that he wasn't as open to his presence as opposed to the Talons, even seeming apprehensive of it at times, he did nothing to shoo Damian away, which ultimately worked in his favor.

He did his normal rounds of the house. Nothing seeming to out of the normal, the Talons still much like baby chicks that had to be coaxed into most things. It was a normal sight. Nothing out of the ordinary. That was, until of course, Damian stopped by the living room, where he saw something different for the first time.

Or maybe it wasn't something different, but rather Damian didn't have the tools earlier to realize.

Sitting in the living room was Dick. His older brother Dick that was thought to be dead. And in a way, Damian supposes he was, as he was now a Talon. But that was still his older brother. The one that had first shown him the ropes in Gotham. The one that had been his mentor.

Dick, seeming to notice that he was being watched, turned to stare right back at Damain. And besides the tilt of a head, he made no change in facial expression. He stared and he stared. And Damian stared right back. But Dick never seemed to recognize him.

"Ancients, are you drinking that again?" Danny came up from behind Damian, gagging. Now finally taking notice of the drink, Damian had to agree with the disgust. "That can't taste good."

In a brief moment of defiance, Dick brought the unholy concoction to his lips and drank it, staring Danny right in the eye as he did so. Danny visibly gagged at the sight, but made no move to actually take the drink away. And while Dick's expression never changed, he certainly seemed smug.

He needed to bring this to his father's attention. While he would never be the same Dick as before, maybe they could bring Dick home.

DC X DP Prompt: Talons

Okay, so you know how everyone talks about how Danny and Jason would recognize each other as members of the undead in a way?

Well, what about Talons? The Talons are basically undead assassins, so Danny would also recognize them. And maybe if you want to go with the idea that Danny is the Ghost King, the Talons might even feel more loyalty to Danny than the Court of Owls.

Or maybe it would leave them conflicted and confused. Maybe, with that confusion, it would give them a chance to fight back against the brainwashing of the Court of Owls and make their own decisions.