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mkarchin713 · 11 months ago

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What if Stella isn’t Dani

Vlad made at least 5 clones with Dani being the most stable, so I assume the most recent.

Stella was DP-2, the second clone.

Dani was at the very least the fifth.

What if Stella was made before Dani, and before Vlad figured out how to make a Halfa?

Plot idea

Jazz, Sam and Tucker try to convince the Fentons that RD (real Danny) isn’t Danny and are accused of being imposter ghosts themselves and are forced to escape Amity when the Fenton’s attack. So the three join Danny and Dani on the run.

Thanks to their support from the GIW there is little the Mansons and Foley’s can do to help their kids. Thankfully Ida set up a trust fund for Sam, in the eventually that her parents disowned her, as well as a safe house set up in Gotham City under the watchful eye of her (old friend Alfred/nephew Oswald/niece Harley/etc).

Later Stella runs into Dani and thinks Dani is her replacement and is there to tie up lose ends. Dani thinks that Stella is there to replace her. Cue standard superhero first meeting fight which is made worse by Team Phantom (and whomever they are staying with) and the Bats getting involved.

Ellie wasn't born a Halfa

So! Jason just found something weird. Or rather. Someone.

A little girl, no more than 6 or 7, crying behind a dumpster in an alleyway. Now, as unfortunate as it is, this isn't that strange a sight in Gotham. Kids are always running away from home, getting lost, being left homeless after a mugging gone wrong, but this time was different.

Because the kid was glowing.

When he found her hiding behind the Dumpster, a medical gown being the only thing she had to protect herself from thr frigid Gotham Winter, he didn't hesitate to give her his Jacket and take her to his nearest safe house.

(Actually it took a little while to convince her to accept the Jacket, and even longer to get her to agree to being taken to his safe house, but they got there in the end.)

When he had finally gotten her set up in a side room of the Warehouse, with the most comfortable bed and thickest Blankets he could find, he tried asking what had happened.

"Daddy lied." She said. "He said he loved me, but then he made another kid and said he didn't care about me."

And, once again, it was unfortunately not that uncommon to see runaway kids from neglectful homes, but the way she said it raised some flags in his head.

"...and, how did you end up in Gotham?"

"I ran. He said I was a spare, and that scared me."

Well, that was even more horrible than he had anticipated. What kind of monster tells their kid that they're a spare?!

"And, I'm sorry if this is a touchy subject but why are you glowing?"

She just buried her face in the Blankets and shook her head.

"Alright then, that's fine. You can tell me when you're ready, or even not tell me at all, I'll accept either or".

For the next few weeks, Jason juggled running his newly created criminal empire and raking care of the kid. He still hadn't gotten a name out of her, but she said to call her "Dp" instead. 'It's the best I'm gonna get', he thought.

It was only after a few more weeks, right before he was about to begin his Plan of confronting Bruce about the Joker still being alive, that she approached him and agreed to tell him everything. He was actually really glad that she finally seemed to trust him enough to tell him.

"Okay Dp, you can start wherever you want."

"...well, I guess I should start with my name..." She started, "...or rather, my lack of one..."

"What?" Asked Jason in a soft voice.

"I, I don't have a name." She explained, "Daddy never gave me one. He just called me DP-2."

"...what do you mean by two?" Asked Jason.

"It-It's my Experiment Number." She said, stuttering a little, "I'm not a normal person, I'm a Clone. I was made to be daddy's perfect child, but I was just the test run. He said that I wasn't needed after he made DP-3, and that all I was good for was spare parts."

Jason felt his throat dry up. Dp was a Clone? Of who? Who made her? What right did that guy have to reject her?! Who in their right mind would make a Clone and then reject the Clone?! How dare he!

The Pits perked up

He felt the Pits rising a little, but managed to push them down. Dp needed support, not the Pits.

"It's Okay kid." He said, holding her had reassuringly. "It's perfectly okay to be different. I accept you as you are, and I'm sure as hell not gonna abandon you that easily. Or, ever really. You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not."

She giggled, and hugged him. A thoughtful look crossed her face, and she pulled away.

"There is one other thing...you know how I glow sometimes?" She asked.

The Pits felt a sense of dread

Jason felt like he wasn't going to like this. "Yeah?"

"Well, when I said I was meant to be a Clone, I never mentioned who of." She explained slowly. "He's a kid named Danny, and when he was 14, he had an accident where he died and came back as a Half Undead."

No...

Jason really wasn't liking where this was going.

"When Da-Vlad tried to make me, he realized that those powers couldn't be cloned..." She paused here, seemingly gathering the courage to continue. "...they needed to be added afterwards."

NO.

He didn't. He had better not have, for his own Fucking Sake, he had better not have done what Jason thinks he did.

"So one day, he took he down to the Lab, and he put me in a big machine." He voice broke a little. "He locked me in there, and then I think...that I died..."

...

For once, Jason felt completely in tune with the Pits. He was going to Kill that guy.

...

Sorry if this feels a little rushed, I kept going back to add or change parts of it.

Basically, Vlad realized that you can't Clone a Halfa. So, he made a workaround. He just stuck his first Viable Clone into a Portal, and let the machine Kill her. When he realized that it worked, he knew he had no use for Ellie anymore aside from spare parts.

And he told her as much, Vlad is a fucking asshole.

Ellie, of course, got scared and ran away. She ended up in Gotham, and was adopted by Jason right at the start of his Criminal Career.

When Jason finally hears about the rest of his kids' Backstory, he decides that Batman can wait his turn. He needs to go Kill that Vlad Bastard.

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spacedace · 1 year ago

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I’m glad to find a fellow Stella stan!!! 😄

I just feel like she’d want something other than Danielle (that came from Vlad & implies that she’s just an off-brand Danny) after she figures herself out more and that Danny would give her a space themed name (plus also, you can get Elle out of it, which is my favorite nickname for her haha).

And thank you!! 😭😭❤❤❤

I’ve actually had this sitting for a bit now and was chewing on ideas for it again (my mind is nothing but memes and never ending fic ideas lol) and figured I’d post this since it was the most complete thing I had for it before I ended up leaving it to gather dust again

Also would love an AU name! I saw you tagged it as Snaring Bonds AU and I already love that so much, it really fits how much of a whole thing ™ Elle’s messed up Bonds end up being

and oooohhhh @catastrophic-crow you have made a mistake telling me I can info dump fic idea stuff at you, you’re stuck now there’s no getting of this wild ride 😂

Gonna put the info dumping under the cut to save as many as possible from a “Do you like the color of the sky” length wall of text 😂

Okay so, background world building info: in this fic when a ghost is close to someone and has a great deal of love for them (platonic or romantic) their Cores will form a Bond with them, which appears to the supernaturally inclined as strings/ropes/what-have-you that reach out and tie the two together.

In universe lore it’s where the idea of a “Red String of Fate” comes from. If two or more ghosts that have mutual bonds reincarnate, those bonds will still exist between them in their new lives. As ghosts the bonds appear green, and as living people the bonds appear red. If the bonds are shared between a ghost & and someone living the bond will appear as green & silver.

Platonic bonds can just attach to the person the bond creator has love & affection for no problem, while Romantic ones have to be “anchored” in place. Typically this happens when the romantic love is reciprocated though that’s not always the case. Sometimes - like with Elle, Jon & Damian - the person/people the bond creator loves has to take steps on their end to help anchor the bonds.

Bonds aren’t necessarily forever, they can change or fade or even been removed if need be. Though removing the bonds is a pretty delicate & potentially dangerous process, and really only the Yeti’s in the Far Frozen are skilled enough to do it safely. Removing bonds forcefully can cause massive damage to the ghost’s core or even destroy them outright.

Way too long outline of the context on the fic side of things (and heads up that it gets pretty angsty throughout most of it):

The fic roughly breaks out into 3 parts. With part 1 taking place in the Dark Universe.

Elle, Damian, Jon, Constantine, Bruce, Dick & Zantanna end up getting temporarily sent to an alternate timeline where something happened that caused that universe to experience an apocalyptic event where darkness & void took over, causing the sun & all stars to disappear and the dimension to be cut off from the Infinite Realms permanently (there's no more ectoplasm in this world outside of what is found in people's souls/ghost cores and Elle realizes pretty quickly that if she stays there too long she'll effectively starve to death). While there they meet the Jon, Damian & Elle of that universe who among the very, very few survivors of whatever happened.

AU-Elle is super messed up and feral/animalistic, she's lost grip on her humanity and has only survived in this world by eating ghost's cores or consuming people's souls after they die which is the biggest of biggest taboos in the Infinite Realms. Despite this she still remembers AU-Jon & AU-Damian and does everything she can to protect them and keep them safe. AU-Elle, AU-Jon & AU-Damian have completed bonds and a few months prior to the apocalypse that hit their world they all actually got married which makes things kinda awkward for everyone (though only Elle & Constantine know about the bonds portion of things).

Things happen, they all get separated with Elle ending up with AU-Jon & AU-Damian while AU-Elle ends up with everyone else (sticking close to Jon & Damian, but helping to keep everyone safe. Elle, AU-Jon and AU-Damian end up sleeping together, and end up all feeling weird & guilty about it.

Eventually everyone reunites & gets sent back to their home dimension as the spell that originally sent them there finally ends. Elle decides to go to the Infinite Realms, Damian & Jon assume something bad happened between her and their AU-selves because of how she started avoiding them, and Constantine realizes "Oh, I'm a Dad" right as Elle is leaving and he's not sure he'll ever see her again.

While she's gone the same thing that had happened in the Dark universe starts happening, with stars disappearing and entire galaxies being swallowed up by an ever encroaching blackness.

Which then leads into Part 2: trying to stop the apocalypse.

Elle comes back from the Infinite Realms as everyone is in the midst of trying to figure out what's happening with the encroaching darkness, revealing that she researched it while she was away.

I don't have a name for it yet (been playing with the idea of calling it The Bleak or the Hungry Dark or something like that) or a concrete idea of specifically what it is, but basically it's a corrupted Ancient or something similar that devours universes, infecting them with darkness and slowly killing them bit by bit until nothing is left and moving on to the next one.

Attempts have been made in the past by the Ancients to fight & stop it but nothing has worked and eventually the only option that the Infinite Realms has figured out is to keep it contained by removing the infected universe from the Infinite Realms and basically quarantining it so other universes/the Infinite Realms won't eventually be consumed themselves.

When Elle & Co were sent to the Dark universe, they unintentionally opened a door for the entity to escape into their universe and begin feeding again.

Elle was sent back from the Infinite Realms to try to start the process of organizing evacuation of as many as possible into the Infinite Realms as the plan is to do to the DC universe as what was done to the Dark Universe (the Dark Universe was hit by a full powered entity so there wasn't as much time, the DC universe is being consumed at a much slower rate because the entity was starved for so long).

Neither Elle nor anyone else is willing to just give up like that though so they try and figure out a way to stop it, even knowing that the Ancients weren't able to find a way, with Danny helping to buy them time with the Ancients as long as he can while they do.

Elle keeps avoiding Jon & Damian during all of this, which only makes their fears that their AU-selves did something to her worsen.

Constantine talks to Elle about her Bonds again at some point because they've only gotten worse since he's last seen her, now to the point that she is in physical pain and even passes out from them being wrapped around her neck so tightly. He tries to convince her to get them removed at the Far Frozen, at which point Elle reveals to him that she did try but that Frostbite & the Yetis couldn't actually remove them no matter how many times it was attempted. Elle was effectively told that without them anchoring or changing naturally and without being able to remove them or them, that eventually they'd likely kill her.

This becomes relevant later when Elle discovers that the story behind how the entity was created and comes up with the theory that the entity devouring everything is a result of its core being messed up & its ability to create bonds distorted to the point that it thinks this is the only way to bond with others anymore, and that it keeps devouring entire universes because the more it consumes the more lonely it becomes, unaware of what it's really doing. Elle thinks that if she can get close enough to its actual core, she might be able to stabilize it with her own un-anchored core bonds.

She & Constantine get into multiple shouting matches over it as Constantine (rightly) points out that if she wasn't consumed in attempting to get close to the entity's core, using her own core bonds in such a way would probably kill her.

Everyone goes back and forth on other ideas and time is running out. Elle is out-voted on what plan to go with and the attempt is made, but Elle decides to undermine them and impliment her own plan having everyone taken to her Liar in the Ghost Zone as part of the Infinite Realms' evacuations while she goes to confront the entity.

Elle's plan works and the entity is finally stabilized/healed, but her core bonds are violently ripped out in the process. It doesn't kill her (thankfully) and she is rushed to the Far Frozen because of fear of her Core being damaged.

She ends up waking up and seeming totally fine, with the exception of having permanent bruises around her neck from where her Core bonds used to be.

However, it ends up being revealed that she has no memory what so ever of Jon & Damian anymore. They've completely been deleted from her memories and she just has gaps in the places they used to be.

Which leads to Part 3 where everyone tries to figure out what comes next.

Elle doesn't remember Jon & Damian and is even angry with them to a certain extent because of how much of her life was lost seemingly due to them (from her perspective at least). She knows logically that she must have cared for them deeply for a long time for the forceful removal of her bonds to effect her so much, but at this point they're complete strangers that she has no memory of.

Jon & Damian are heartbroken and trying their best to reconnect with Elle, but it's proving difficult. At length they reveal to Constantine (who is awkwardly dad-ing his way through all this) that they fear that part of the memory loss was willing on Elle's part due to what they suspect their AU-selves did to Elle in the Dark dimension. (They still don't know about the Core bonds or what they mean).

Constantine finally reveals to them what's actually been going on and the two of them are slightly relieved but then even more heartbroken because they feel like all this happened because they unknowingly made Elle believe they didn't reciprocate her feelings.

Then angst, angst, angst, they all end up spending more time together for missions and stuff, Elle realizes that she does actually like them, starts falling for them all over again. And then something something happy ending (the very end isn't super clear in my mind lol).

Anyway yeah that's the rough context of the above.

Believe it or not that's the "short" version 😅 There are some other bits & pieces I didn't add here like a whole subplot with Klarion being around from Part 2 onward and having feelings for Elle and some stuff with Elle trying to get their AU-selves out of the Dark Dimension at some point and some stuff like that.

(I guess I might as well throw this out there again that if anyone is interested in any of this feel free to take it as a prompt lol).

Snippet/prolog thing from a DP x DC fic that lives almost entirely inside my head outside of this & a few other bits.

Please feel free to take this as an overly long prompt haha

If anyone wants context to this let me know and I'll be happy to info dump at you lol

The kid had been eleven the first time John Constantine met her.

A little ghost girl, too small for the crowns and dominions that were rightfully hers, wandering the world alone and unattended because to stay in one place would drive her mad - or worse. He didn’t think himself as having a particularly soft heart, but there was something about little Stella Phantom that grew on him - a bit like a mold, he liked to explain. Maybe it was the way she swore like a sailor and kicked a demon in the low hangers with a feral grin the first time he met her. Maybe it was just how lonely she looked, small and slight in the large world she was so obsessed with exploring.

She had a family. A Grave of her own that worried about her, but who couldn’t follow her on her constant travels no matter how much they wanted to. Proof that being some of the most powerful beings in existence wasn’t enough to prepare you for parenthood.

Somewhere along the lines she started following John around. Interested in what he was doing, where he was going, who he worked with. It hadn’t taken long to get her folded into JL Dark. Zantanna had blanched when he’d shown up with little Elle, pulling in the big wigs from JL Light to argue about the ethics of involving a child in their work. As if Supes and the Bat had legs to stand on with their own brood so often in the thick of danger. Elle was safer under his watch than she’d be under the loose oversight the Titans had or whatever fresh hell was going on with Young Justice but hell if anyone would listen to him on that front.

He lost the war when she met Superboy Jr. and Robin V.

She’d adored them from the start, delighted at having children her own age around to spend time with. They formed a little team, working together here and there, then more often as they got older. She still worked mostly with JL Dark, but she was growing up. Spreading her wings a bit.

Elle was seventeen when the Bonds first formed. The spider-silk thin threads finally winding themselves into the heavy binds that spilled out of her Core and reached out for anchoring in the boys. It was sickeningly sweet, in the way puppy love always was. She was too young for Core Bonds like that to settle, of course, in the way children were always too young when they fell in love the first time. It was normal though. Ghost children the Realms over made Bonds only for them to fade or change as they grew, almost never anchoring to anyone til they were full grown.

She’d blushed as red as Marvel’s suit when she realized John could see them, stuttering and embarrassed. He’d teased her about it for a long time, about how much she’d grown up, how much trouble she was going to cause, how he was going to have to fight the big bad Bat and his pet boy scout when she inevitably dishonored their poor, innocent sons. It was entertaining, endearing.

He waited for the Bonds to fade or shift. Weeks. Months. Years. As she turned nineteen, he started to wonder if they would stick around. If in another few years they might strengthen, begin the slow process of anchoring.

She was twenty-one when her boys - calling themselves Flamebird and Phoenix now - started dating each other.

The Bonds remained, steady and solid and painfully unanchored.

John stopped teasing her about them.

They hadn’t changed to accommodate platonic bonds, nor had they faded any. Their tendency to tangle around her like snare was another point of concern. Core Bonds weren’t meant to cause difficulty for the ghost they were born from, and they certainly weren’t meant to wrap around the ghost’s limbs and body in painful loops like that. They weren’t supposed to hurt.

When she was twenty three he started suggesting it might be time for intervention. The irony that he of all people would be trying to get someone to take steps to cut out the thing harming them was not lost on him. Nor was the way the fond feelings he had for the girl had skewed decisively paternal over the years in a way that his younger self would have mocked him for endlessly.

He felt better about broaching the subject knowing that her Grave had been suggesting the same thing. That he wasn’t overstepping the bounds of whatever odd partnership they’d developed over the years. John was, he had very reluctantly come to accept, the girl’s mentor if nothing else. His job was to teach her and guide her, not be her parent.

No matter what his old, battered heart might try and suggest.

Even still, he couldn’t help but be concerned.

She was twenty-five when they got temporarily launched into that broken, bleak world. When they met the Elle and Flamebird and Phoenix of that horrible dimension.

The three alternates’ bonds were anchored completely, tying the triad together in threads of silver and green. Not even Other-Elle’s complete, sickening deterioration into something cannibalistic and feral had been enough to break them. He can’t imagine how much it must have hurt to see that, for his girl to glimpse a world where something she’d longed for for so long happened, only for it to seemingly be at the expense of reality itself.

He helped cover for her, after their two groups had been mixed up and separated for the night - or what might be called night in a world that no longer had any light to make those kinds of distinctions in time. When she came back with the Flamebird and Phoenix of that world, after their little separation from the larger group he kept her two boys misdirected. Distracted Nightwing and Zantanna so they didn’t go asking too many questions he knew Elle wouldn’t want answered. The Bat John was helpless to do much about, but thankfully the big brooder seemed too intent on the desolate, lightless world itself to notice the way Elle’s gaze was going distant, bittersweet at the edges.

He didn’t know what, exactly had happened in the hours she was gone. He could guess, from the way the Other-Phoenix and Other-Flamebird looked at her, the way she avoided her boys. Loneliness and desperation made for an easy slide into bad decisions. John might just have to admit that Zantanna had been correct, all the times she’d said he was a bad influence on the girl. Not that there was any surprise there.

Elle’s Bonds were even more of a knotted mess than before. Offered something so close to anchoring only to find no purchase. They twisted about her throat like a noose now, ready to strangle the life out of her one day.

He signed off on her leave of absence when they finally made it back to their home dimension.

Anyone else would want details to write down. Would want to know the specifics of why and for how long and a whole mess of other details she either wouldn’t or couldn’t answer. He’d get his ass roasted over the fire for the mess the paperwork was in, but that was fine. He’d endured far worse for far less important reasons.

Personal leave, he’d written.

Duration of leave: indefinite.

Reason for leave: None of your fucking business, Bats.

They shared a cigarette on one of the high catwalks in the Watchtower watching dawn break on the world below. Grateful to see the sun and stars again after those two days in utter blackness. They didn’t talk about her Bonds. About what happened. About how she hadn’t talked to her Boys since coming back. Just stood and smoked. He pretended not to notice her tears. She pretended not to notice his. Neither of them had ever been any good at goodbyes.

When the time came she bumped his shoulder in thanks - for the cigarette, for the company, for the years of friendship and family - before turning and stepping through the bright purple door standing impossibly in the middle of the walkway.

He glimpsed the green of the Infinite Realms and the distant shape of her Lair beyond. A world of worlds, paradise to one that never stopped, always off to find something new, something never seen before. It was against all odds that she’d even stumbled upon this one in the first place. A small speck in the crushing infinite.

When the door closed it did so slowly, a painful whine and a soft, mournful click all that marked her leaving.

John watched it bleed out of existence, and wondered if he’d ever see her again.

Six months later, the stars started to disappear.

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