#set before Jazz gets a job at arkham with danny

[redflagshipwriter]

Red Hot Ghouls 10 2/2

Masterpost

Jazz’s roommate Tiffany was fine and all that, but Danny didn’t feel that he was missing out on much when he phased from the stairwell directly into the little ensuite bathroom that connected to Jazz’s bedroom. He could hear quiet conversation from the living room– the TV, maybe?

But Jazz had clearly locked her bedroom door before she left. Danny made a note that Tiffany definitely wouldn’t be finding him and then he starfished on his sister’s bed. He set an alarm for 1 am with a smidge of guilt. It probably wouldn’t wake her up. Maybe she wouldn’t even stay home for the night, she had a boyfriend, right? Or was she the one with the girlfriend who worked downtown?

Whatever. Danny slept like the dead. In fact, he slept through his alarm and woke up to see 7 messages from Jazz. The one showing on the screen was “DANIEL FENTON Tiffany thinks my bedroom is HAUNTED because someone is snoring in there.”

“Oops,” Danny said under his breath. He opened up the clock app and made sure that the alarm wasn’t going to go off again. He quietly pulled open Jazz’s drawers to find a clean pair of socks and a hoodie that didn’t have his university name written on it.

The first thing he pulled out was a baby pink hoodie that had SQUAT written on it in white all-caps print. “I sure do,” he said to himself, and changed into it. It was a lie. He did not lift weights. That was Jazz’s hobby.

He did enjoy the thought of how pinched her face was gonna get when she saw him in her clothes. Danny had a little chuckle over it before he phased back out and nearly fell down the staircase. His arms wheeled for balance.

When he caught himself he looked around to be sure no one saw. The zone was clear. Danny smirked.

“Another perfect landing for the Phantom.”

Oh, duh. That was a thought. He didn’t have to hoof it.

It was dark enough that he reconsidered his plan to walk to Arkham on foot and ducked back into Jazz’s place to transform where no one could see the light show.

He made good time across the stretch of ocean that separated Jazz’s dream job from the rest of Gotham City. He knew where to go, based off of insider information.

Jeremy Waters had landed himself in Arkham, rather than standard criminal housing, because he would not shut the fuck up about the debt the Ghost King was going to owe him and how he would repay it in the blood of everyone who crossed him or whatever. He was in the low security end, given that he was just some dude, but Danny still spend a moment steeling himself to wake Jeremy and (ugh) talk to him.

‘He’s going to take this as positive feedback,’ Danny thought glumly. ‘He’s going to think he’s gotten something in his obsession with me. He’s probably going to be even more annoying.’

He wasn’t entirely sure that Jeremy’s focus on gifting him spouses wasn’t projection. The guy was kinda obsessed.

The weight class difference between the two of them was just absurd, metaphysically speaking. Jeremy was a 52 year old Poli-sci graduate who had ditched a middle of the road career in the Foreign Service at age 40 and started pursuing immortality. Midlife crisis and all that. He had a bit of boxing experience, but that was it. He was just a human guy.

Danny was king of the dead and he could shoot lasers from his hands. He was strong even for a ghost.

‘It’s pathetic that he creeps me out still. It’s just such bad vibes to be pursued by this old guy who won’t take no for an answer.’

Still, gotta do what you gotta do. He blew frost into the room to set a mood and scramble the fuck out of any surveilance equipment. Then he grimaced his way through calling out, “Jeremy. Jeremy. Jeremy!” until the jerk woke up.

…and immediately started genuflecting. “My lord Phantom,” Jeremy whimpered. His whole body was shaking.

Danny wished it was fear. But no. It was excitement, like he was some freaky little purse dog. He shuddered. “What did you do differently in your latest summoning?” he asked. His voice somehow came out cold and superior.

He could see Jeremy’s dazed grin even when the guy was still looking at the cell floor. “I am so glad that you ask, my lord,” he babbled. “I increased the number of ritual participants from 7 to 12. I changed from Kosher to Pink Himalayan salt. I was initially going to offer my humble self as a sacrifice-”

Danny’s stomach lurched.

“But when the Red Hood burst in, I knew that it was a sign!”

The red what now?

“Surely someone whose aura is so soaked in death and brutality would be a flavorful meal for one so horrendous and deathly as you, my Lord,” Jeremy babbled on.

Danny made a face.

‘He thinks I’m going to eat the sacrifice spouse?’ Danny paused. ‘...Was he lying, or does he want me to eat him? What does he think will happen if death eats him?’

He had a morbid curiousity that made him want to ask. But it was probably best not to know. He needed to sleep at night.

“It was the Pink Himalayan salt that was powerful enough to draw my attention,” Danny told Jeremy, because he really didn’t need any good information. “I reject your offering. Stop trying.”

He left immediately in hopes of not hearing the wailing and gnashing of teeth behind him.

[supershot73199]

Ok so this is a dcxdp au idea specifically for the anger management ship

So the idea is anger management in a spy x family type situation so first is Jazz who would be this aus Loid she is a psychologist who works at Arkham who has just adopted a young child (ill get to who in a bit) and at the same time she is trying to investigate Cadmus on the down low so she is trying to get herself amongst the upper crust to get the political sway to help the investigation unfortunately people don't look kindly on single mothers so she needs a fake husband to come with her on these high society events cue Jason

Now Jason is absolutely Yor I don't know if he has a cannon day job when he's not being a crime lord or vigilante but I saw this one headcannon that I love that has him as a social worker. Anyway Jason is getting tired of all these coworkers of his trying to set him up with their family members with single parents they work with etc so he wants to find a fake girlfriend so that they can get his coworkers of his case and also to serve as a alibi for his red hood business cue Jazz who is looking for a fake husband because she is trying to make the city better (and investigate Cadmus though Jason doesn't know that) and he has experience with high society shirt from his time with Bruce (plus I love the idea of Jazz using a special fentonworks grenade designed by Danny to deal with humans non-lethally with a few escaped patients so she can pull the grenade pin proposal) and so they start this fake relationship and just as in the show they are both so smitten yet so unaware of how they themselves feel let alone each other that it leads to them completely missing any red flags raised by the others secrets

Now before I get to the Anya proxy I want to go over the side characters so Franky would be tucker who is helping Jazz investigate with his tech skills Danny is to busy being either a super hero or ghost king take you pick. Now the Yuri proxie is on Jason's side of the family and I think it's Dick despite being the elder his is super over protective and thinks at first that Jazz is using mind control on Jason (she's not) and after it's proven that she isn't he accused her of being a gold digger etc this leads to shenanigans.

Now last but certainly not least is the Anya proxie and I think the perfect character is Ace from the older batman cartoons and one of the saddest scenes in a superhero cartoon I've seen the reason I chose her is I think Jazz would clock her as someone in need of a loving family situation and after whatever shady orphanage worker mentions that she creeps the other kids out Jazz decides "Huh guess I'm a mom now." And ace starts off skeptical and thinks Jazz will kick her out after she uses her powers except Jazz is so used to whatever bullshit danny got up to that it just doesn't register in her mind that this is strange behavior and so Ace in invested in staying because Jazz and eventually Jason both treat her as a normal little girl. Also the fact that Cadmus is the one who experimented on her means Jazz might call uncle Danny in to raze them to the ground with his legion of the undead

[queenieofsouls]

Oooo, this has so much angst material I can't just leave it alone. Bruce sees Ellie changing between her normal green and white combo to one shockingly familiar. He can't

He just can't

He doesn't see just the kid. He sees his kids, he sees himself. He sees his parents but most of all when he turns to look at this kid hands engulfed in green and eyes set with ablaze with murder

He sees what the joker could have been, and he won't let this happen. He'll find away to save both. Maybe just maybe he can save the man the joker once was.

So bats jump in (got free from bindings cause he's Batman™)

Bats: stop, you can't kill him, you'll be just like him *bat glares hard

This would have the Batfam in a tipsy: even now, after everything. You still want to save him.

Batman: there's another way to save her, let me help you

Danny: out of my way

So let's say for the plot, J!Danny is hella strong almost too strong for Danny, but he is determined, but batsy interferes and he can't continue. He gathers what blood he could and leaves for now

Danny: says something to joker that finally has him frowning like hmmmmm

J!Danny: sorry batsy, I can't play rn, let's have a raincheck * just dips out

This is when bats goes full bat mode,

This kid needs help, possible adoption. Bleeding green? Lazareth water, is there an alternative way for survival for the girl

He knew about jazz, but all this new information has him clutching his pearls. He goes to talk to her.

Him just standing in a dark corner of her cell waiting for her.

Intense stand off

Jazz: and what did I do to gather the attention of the great Batman

Batman: hnn....your brother

Jazz: tensing, eyes grow cold. I imagine she's either completely silent or saying something along the lines of " I have no brother"

Batman: xx amount of years ago you pleaded for the murder of your parents and attempted to kill you brother. Why

Jazz: I told you I have no brother, you should leave

Batman: I can't leave when a child's life is at risk, you can help me. We can save her, save him. So tell me. What really happened to the joker, to Danny. Your brother

Jazz: *flinch that thing isn't my brother, I ...my brother is long gone, you want help. You want advice. Then do the world a favor. And put him down

Batman: he mentioned you ......he mentioned (insert lore, maybe he talks about jazz a lot in the forced therapy sessions in Arkham) he hasn't forgot, that kid. That kid that you saw the other day....that you remember is still in there, in him. So tell me tell me you don't want him back. Can you say to me. That you don't care even if you could save him. That you don't want Danny back.

Jazz:............ *sad girl, angry

Jazz: cue war flashbacks* get out. She's saying in quite angry before she explodes. Goes crazy in the cell screaming and throwing things

bats leave but the seed has been planted, she does. She does want her brother back, but she doesn't know if he's still in there. She has to put him down, it's her job. Her final act of big sister. She couldn't protect her own brother, but maybe she can protect her other one.

Random DCxDP thought at work:

Joker is attacking a gala where Bruce and his kids can't easily escape. While he's holding them histage, two being suddenly fall from a glowing green portal. One is a boy with black hair and the other is a girl who looks like him except she's melting.

“DANI!” the boy is screaming. “Please… THIS WAS SUPOOSED TO SAVE YOU!” he's yelling and his hands are on the girl’s shoulders.

Everyone is feeling for the kid (well not Joker who is actually blank faced). Must have been a magic thing. Poor kid.

Then though a being appears in a purple cloak.

“It will save her,” the being says. “She needs more of your DNA.”

“She said she doesn't want me to die fully…” the boy replies and everyone is confused. (maybe it's on TV though and some of the JLD know what that means and are trying to do portals but someone is stopping them)

“In this dimension, Danny Fenton’s parents found themselves chemists, interested in trying to prove that ghosts were real that way.” The being said to the boy. “They had a large vat of it that one day broke when their son was cleaning the lab. They found him as he began showing signs of ghost ability. Instead of seeing their son they saw a dead child they could now experiment on. They tortured him for years until he escaped and later found himself in Gotham where he took on the moniker of Red Hood, a small time crook. He was later exposed to more chemicals that morphed him.” the being said. He pointed at the Joker whose face had become very gleeful. “Dani does not want you to die. But what about your insane counterpart whose body count is in the millions?”

[iril-the-warlock]

Dp x DC crossover with team phantom + Jazz moving to Gotham

Jazz takes an internship/residency at Arkham while Danny picks up shifts as a guard, Tucker grabs a job at WE, and Sam starts an environmental non-profit that partners with local businesses to install greenscape on balconies and rooftops.

This goes somewhat sideways when Jazz gets kidnapped during a breakout by Harley & Ivy, when those two got a tip that Joker was going to kill her. Little did they all know that Danny was set to send the Joker to the shadow realm if he got within 100 ft of Jazz.

Before the Bats can track down the escaped Arkham residents team phantom rocks up to Harley & Ivys warehouse hideout and are about to throw down when Harley invites them in to 'girls night' don't worry boys you're still invited.

Sam and Ivy hit it off great, Danny ends up chilling with Harleys hyenas, tucker and Harley bond over their plant friend/datemate & their batburger orders while Jazz is vibing and they're all playing Uno.

The Bats rock up 3 hours later sans Batman when Catwoman delays him & get invited to the next round of Uno

[bitch-i-migth-be]

Crash Course | Chapter 03: Ready?

Fandoms: Danny Phantom, Batman,  

Relationships: Danny Fenton & Jazz Fenton,

Characters: Danny Fenton, Jazz Fenton, 

Words: 2′246

Tags: BAMF Danny, BAMF Jazz, Sibling bonding, Shenanigans, Swearing

Summary: He swore his sister was trying to make him go into cardiac arrest - considering his halfa status that was quite the accomplishment-

But there was no other explanation to his sister’s stubbornness, and if he knew her at all there was just no talking her down from interning at goddam Arkham.

A/N: I appreciate the comments, guys. :33  Let me know what u think.

CHAPTERS: 1, 2 , 3 , 4 , 5 , 6 , 7

Danny might not be the smartest person out there but he sure was crafty as fuck.

He had needed to be even before the ghost entered the picture. Then, after the portal was up and running the habit of thinking on his feet and the fine art of rolling with the punches had been added to his skill set.

So, Danny knew from experience that no matter how good you could get at improvisation, it was always better to prepare beforehand if you had the opportunity. Because if you let something to chance, it would probably come back later to fuck you over. Or some annoying ghost would get in the way out of goddamn nowhere. He could deal with them, but it was just a waste of everyone’s time. Better get going before someone interrupted him.

Normally one small thing or another would backfire anyway because of his salted luck, but he preferred not to poke sleeping dragons when he could.  

Taking into account all of that, he had decided the first order of business in the Fenton Crash Curse for Suicide Missions: Start packing all the shit they would need to take with them.

Because It’s never too early to pack for the road to hell.

Especially if you are already in a hell all of your own.

-.-.-.-

“What do you mean you are coming with me?” Jazz murmured from the threshold of Danny’s room, eyes wide open, as she watched her little brother try to pack all types of random things into suitcases.

Since she had announced at the Fenton Family Dinner her plans of going to Gotham University and accepting an internship at Arkham, Danny had been behaving like he was possessed, which considering the portal in their basement was not that far fetched; he had started carrying around a book-like-journal and would not stop murmuring about survival-of-the-fittest. Jazz was not going to lie, she appreciated the concern but that part was a little bit concerning. Not the survival in general, they had been playing that game since forever in this house, but they had never really needed to write anything down.

Until now, apparently.

It was kind of weird witnessing all this. Weird as in she wasn’t used to him fusing so much over her. A normal amount, yes. But most of the time it was the other way around, she was the big sister after all. Also,  with the ghosts around and him going all hero on their behinds her brother was in dire need of all the support she could dispatch. So, yes, she wasn’t expecting this reaction at all, and she was even less prepared for her brother declaring his intentions of joining her in Gotham.

She hadn’t asked how he was planning on dealing with the ghost problem yet, but considering he was already packing when she, they now, weren’t leaving until the end of the summer Jazz thought her brother must have had something in mind already.

She didn’t even know how they could need some of the things he was putting in there but it appeared like Danny was on a roll and she wasn’t going to be the one stopping such, umh, productivity.

“I said what I said”

Jazz frowned lightly.

“Are mom and dad aware-?”

“I told them I was going to be your assistant with the research; mostly the field part because I don’t think they trust me with the equipment after what happened the last time,” Danny answered while still hunting down for more essential items to put in bags, those things were handy as fuck. “also, get a job or something”

“A job?” jazz raised an eyebrow and leaned against the doorframe.

“It’s on the list,” Danny waved his journal/diary/thing in the air. Huh, so they were survival tips. “considering you are the only one with a scholarship and I´m not going to school anyway it seemed appropriate.”

“excuse me? you are not going to what?”

“May as well-” Seeing his sister’s expression he quickly backtracked, “but I mean, if you are really that opposed there is always online classes”

Danny tried to smile in her sister’s direction, but his nervousness made it come out more like a grimace. He kept trying. Jazz kept staring at him. Danny kept grimacing back.

Then she smiled back. A proper, full toothed smile. Oh fuuck

“I think I can do you one better” And with that, she turned on her heel and left.

Danny blinked two times. one after the other.  

“D-Do me one bet-? Jazz, wait!”

But it was already too late, his sister had another ball to start rolling.

-.-.-.-

Her brother was not stupid.

If her brother choice to appease her by taking online classes had been born merely of a strategic need, and hence the best course of action to take, Jazz wouldn’t have rebuked at all, there were, after all, some pretty good online options that her brother could take. But alas, that was not the real motive of his decision.  

It pained her and enraged her to see people belittle her little brother without even knowing him. See them think they had any right to decide whether he was worth something.

And it nagged at her than even knowing the basics of what was wrong with her brother’s low grades, she couldn’t help him more than she currently did. Not really. Unless she wanted him to end up in the hands of the G.I.W.

Fat chance of that.

But if there was a thing a Fenton was not it was a settler. And like hell she was going to let these people bring her brother down.

The first order of business would be to scout out the G.S.U. properly, some phone calls could prove useful, after all those who search shall find. 

-.-.-.-

When Jazz had retreated to her quarters earlier Dany had been left on his own with an uneasy feeling nagging at his gut. It felt a bit like foreboding.  

Like most things in life that inconvenienced him when it came to family issues he decided to ignore it until it came back to bite him, so he continued with his preparations and eventually took a seat among all the clutter that had become his room. After that, he didn’t have to wait long.

His sister had come back strolling decisively into the room, only pausing briefly to warily give the evil eye to the sheer number of things spread all over the room that appeared to have multiplied since she left the place.

She stopped right in front of her brother’s seated form and trusted her phone into the smallest Fenton’s unsuspecting hands.

“Look! There is still time to apply to a full-ride scholarship at Gotham Academy” Danny blinked up at her without a word, and at his sister’s insistence looked down at the phone to start reading, then he did a double-take and started re-reading.

Jazz had got to be kidding him.

“You want me to apply to some posh elite school?” He looked up incredulously at the redhead “Elite, Jazz? Me? With my grades and the amount of time I would get to study for an entrance exam I would be failing this just by applying.” grumbled the boy.

“That’s the best part.” Said the girl smiling like the Cheshire cat. “This particular exam is practical in engineering”

Danny froze. His eyes shot back to the phone.

“Practical you say?”

“Yes, lately there have been more scholarships granted for demonstrating a great gasp in the practical portions. Gotham is a little, umh, hard to handle, I suppose, and there have been situations in which people with the knowledge to accomplish great things have been turned down because of a lack of proper school background or support. So they decided to start implementing this.” She explained while her little brother continued scanning the document up and down.

Eventually, Danny shook himself back together.

“Ok, look, let’s say I had a shot at this.”

“Which you do-”

“Which I might.” The younger interrupted her, “This still requires to prepare at least three proposals for the faculty’s designated table of judges to evaluate and grade to get the green card, and this is like two weeks -two weeks!- from now, it doesn’t even specify what they are gonna have the applicants doing for the final test. How the fuck am I-?!”

The redhead decided to cut in before he could drive himself into a frenzy.

“Well if you are that sure about joining me then you won’t have a problem acing this, will you?” she smirked, then it softened into something more fond. “I know you can do this Danny, and so do you. And if you are that worried about the time, I can help you, we can start tag teaming together for ways to deal with the ghost from the get-go. It may not be permanent, but it will have to do.”

Her brother started biting his own lower lip and still looked somewhat unsure, so she decided to use the final big gun.

“Did I mention that Gotham Academy is right across the road from Arkham?”

Danny’s shoulder slumped.

“Ughh, fine!”

Jazz beamed down at him.

“I will leave you to it then!”

-.-.-.-

“Also, those things are not going to fit anywhere if you don’t organize them”

“Oh, ye of little faith.”

-.-.-.-

So. Jazz did have a good reason to believe her brother could get the G.A. scholarship.

The Fenton thermos technology was not only useful for capturing ghosts but could also store other things. That’s to say, more tangible things.

And her brother was the one who made it happen.

Danny has been tinkering with his parent’s things a lot more than some people would be comfortable with. The truth is, some of the things Jack and Maddie have invented could be fucking useful for everyday life if you took out most of the ghost shit or rearranged them a bit, it could have gained them a pretty penny, but like we all know the Fentons are not interested in anything if it’s not ectoplasmic.

Danny, on the other hand?

As much as he ends up believing all the bullshit others say about his sister being the only genius child of the family, he had never been afraid of dismantling and mounting up again some of his parents’ equipment. For him, it was not a question of whether or not he was qualified to do so, after growing up watching his parents tinker random machines all over the house he had inevitably started to pick up their ways almost as if via osmosis.

His parents, of course, had never fully noticed the fluffy-sweater clad toddler waddling after them from time to time watching them work, at first this happened when Jazz was otherwise occupied in extracurricular activities and couldn’t keep the boy successfully distracted somewhere else.

If at the time, Jazz had realized what was going on, she may have panicked and stopped her sweetly feral summer child of a brother from getting anywhere near their parents in the middle of a craze. As it was, she had not noticed in those first years, and by the time it had come to her attention even she had to concede that if her little brother had managed his recon missions without no one the wiser - Her brother was sneaky like that -, then he deserved the benefit of the doubt.

And, had that not been enough to convince the big sister, that had been the moment the sudden realization than her brother, unlike her, was more of a hands-on learner hit her full force, which would have been enough to make her relent. Learning was always good in her books.

Later, Danny would find most of the classes being imparted in Casper high boring as fuck. Not necessarily for the subject, but the way they were imparted. The youngest Fenton needed a good explanation along with a hands-on approach applied to something he found interesting to fully commit to something. At school, the most he could get were the theory and the occasional practical classes.

If the classes had been related to something interesting, say, rockets, stars, maybe NASA, it would have been easy to pay his full, unconditional attention to the teachers. But not one of the teachers had bothered to try and link the lessons to the interest of the alumni, not surprising, considering public school stuck to basics and had a timeline to complete and the classroom never seemed to learn things at the same rhythm so concessions had to be met.

It was still boring as fuck. But if he wanted to someday make it into NASA he would have to suck it up and force himself to survive with relatively good notes this torment.

Then the ghost fights had entered the picture and his motive to keep up the grades had all but vanished, and the little time left behind to work with was not enough to make, at least, an average grade. He didn’t have enough reasons to strive for more.

For this though? A new chance far from the ghost and he could keep protecting her sister?

He had the brains. He had the passion. And a good damn motive to drive him forward.

Once he was done, the luggage - and Loony town - wouldn’t even know what hit it.

-.-.-.-

NOTES:

 Also, the thing about Jack & Maddie not trusting Danny with the equipment was one of Danno’s secret tries at messing around with the things. Needless to say, that one time didn’t stay a secret.

Oh well, it was not like he asked for permission in the first place.

-.-.-.-

“fluffy-sweater clad toddler”

Not gonna lie, I made myself crave some cuddles from toddler danno, so. fucking. cute.

There he goeees just waddling like a little duckling asdfghjkl

-.-.-.-

If someone here is a fan of the Gotham Academy Comic I greatly regret -not really- to inform you I’m only taking hostage the place for my evil fanfic purposes. I don’t know if there is going to be references but that particular comic is not the focus of this story, SO. You have been forewarned.

[sp00pygal]

Darn it anon, you are on to something, and now my brain won't shut up until I write it. To be clear, this is not nessicarily cannon to Gil's arkham Guard storyline, if you want you can consider it a "What if"; or perhaps how things could have happened somewhere out in the many alternative universes and realms in DPX DC. This will be a short oneshot, a window into a moment between moments.

The angels claimed they were here to save humanity. They said so on TV. The president had everyone working in full cooperation with the thanagrian army, people had united all over the world to help build the warp gate, even the justice league had been doing their part. Danny had been miles away from the action. Amity was a small town, but she needed protection from the ghosts all the same. The bigger heros could help with the gate, or so Danny had thought.

When the ships started firing, Danny wasn't even fighting ghosts. He and jazz had finally gotten a chance to have a movie night together while his sister was home from Gotham University for the break, just the two of them like it used to be when they were little. Their parents had been the ones fighting the ghosts. It was just box ghost, so Danny hadn't felt the need to intervene. Sam and Tucker, much to Danny's chagrin had both gotten detention while they covered for his ghostly activities, but he swore he'd make it up to them.

The movie was suddenly interupted by an emerging broadcast. The TV showed Lance Thunder reporting as the ships fired lasers on the innocent civilians of Amity Park. Red huntress, Jack, and Maddie were in the center of the fray, fighting for their town. But their weapons were meant to fight ghosts, not aliens. All Danny could do was watch in horror as they were vaporized. The camera turned on Mayor Masters, Lance asking for guidance. But Vlad didn't hear. His eyes were fixed on the spot where his best friends had just died. There was a flash and Plasmius stood where Vlad had been, before taking off and swearing vengeance. He'd lasted 15 seconds before he was gone too Then the invaders started taking out buildings. The mayor's office. The library. The highschool.

It was all Jasmine could do to keep her brother calm by this point He was all she had left. It was all Danny could do to throw up a sheild and protect his sister as the invaders systematically took out their house next. She was all he had now. Everyone and everything else they had known and loved was gone. Destroyed by heartless invaders from the stars Danny had loved. Amity Park was Dead.

As the Thanagrian ships flew away to continue their conquest elsewhere, Jazz looked Danny in the eyes, and whispered in a broken voice "are... are you going to leave too?" She glanced down through the holes in the rubble, down to their parents lab where the portal was sparking, but miraculously still in tact, the green light bathing the forsaken ashes of their home.

For a terrible moment, Danny was silent in thought. He knew the dead could return, and it was within his power as king to reach into the infinite realms and create the town anew. And all it would cost was his place in the mortal plane. His sister.

Danny smiled at Jazz tiredly, finally lowering his protective shield as the portal sputtered and slowly died out. "Hey. I'm right here. We gotta finish our movie night still, right? "

Jazz turned her gaze over at the hopelessly broken TV, returned her brother's weary smile, and hugged him as they both broke down in sobs.

You know the original Justice League Cartoon of the 2000's, or more specifically when Hawkgirl's people invaded with the end goal of sacrificing earth to when their little war? Can you imagine what might have happened if this occured during the time when Danny was a guard at Arkham? Like aliens have invaded, the Justice League had been imprisoned and Danny decides to lend a hand.

I had to call the High Council and ask what the heck you were talking about (thanks @sp00pygal for the info!) and omg the angst potential is amazing.

Imagine Danny first interaction with people from beyond the stars is an invasion. It would break him to pieces (more than what he is now in my interpretation, but it doesn't have to be in my fic's universe lmao). The poor boy.

In the High Council’s words: “I'm just imagining the look on Danny's face, the boy who wanted to be an astronaut and see the stars, fade as he watched the invasion on TV and people from the stars invaded indiscriminately and threatened everyone he loved”

And of course he would help. He might be the Ghost King but that doesn't mean he wants to see the living be enslaved and/or killed.

Also this could be a funny point to start an Arkham Guard Danny fic! Anon you might be onto something here 👀