#Ectoplasm CW

[thebooo-merang]

I keep thinking about the untapped potential of more brainwashed/controlled Danny. The Scythe and hooded cloak with red eyes was such a cool look

[bluerosefox]

Daughter of Phantom, Lady Gotham.

I love Lady Gotham stuff in the DCxDP stories, like a lot, so what if, hear me out (Long post is long, I rambled again)

Lady Gotham is Danny's daughter.

How? How about Danny is hurt (his parents? GIW? Vlad?), like badly, to the point even his core is damaged and the time needed to heal would take years, like a lot of years. Like it was bad that even his Rogues were shocked and shaken. They eventually get him to the Realms but are unsure what to do next. So they're scrambling trying to figure out how to save him.

So when CW appeared he asked to handed the Core because he knows what to do, where to hide him so he can heal they don't question it, everyone in the Realms know CW, the Ancient of Time itself, has a soft spot for Phantom. He opens a portal to a different world, not Danny's he can't run the risk of GIW finding him, to a just beginning world, the new world will help speed up his healing, and with Frostbite's help they set up a healing chamber deep, deep in the ground. Once they made sure everything is set up and safe, they place his core inside the healing pod and return every so often to check on him.

Over time though, above on the surface of that world it's timeline starts. Animals, creatures, humans, aliens, magic users, etc etc begin and with it, because even as a half healing core, Danny's power and ectoplasm starts effecting the area he's resting in (Ghost King Danny? Young/New Ancient/Eldritch Being? Or just an OP Danny?) (Clockwork and even Frostbite showing up every so often doesn't help either, it explains why Gotham is so cold sometimes or why time seems... off)

Anyways due to Danny's power (along with bits of Clockwork and Frostbite), magic of this world, and people beginning to build a small town on top of the land it gives birth to the namesake of the town.

GOTHAM.

CW foresaw her 'birth' and finds her sitting in front of Danny's healing pod. He always knew Gotham would eventually form, the belief/love her people have in her would had given her a form eventually he just wasn't expecting her to form so soon (this is why Danny remains his favorite person, he always did something CW never really see's to often) nor was he expecting her to become Danny's daughter. Gotham looks a bit like Danny, dark hair, blue eyes, pointed ears, sharp teeth, glowing star like freckles, but she also reflects her people, the ones that call Gotham home so her image shifts sometimes. But he can see small hints of maybe himself and Frostbite in the shifts.

She is 100% Danny's daughter via spirit/ectoplasm. If anything CW and Frostbite are like many times removed family members when it comes down to ectoplasm.

She's silent for a moment before she asks if "You and the other come here often to see him... The one sleeping is he my father?" Which CW does confirm, he explains why Danny is healing and who he and Frostbite are and why they show up to make sure he is doing better. How his healing will take many, many years. She goes silent again before saying "Teach me how to protect him. I am new and young compared to others... and yet I already know if anyone desires him for the power he gives, they will stop at nothing. He is my father and I am his daughter, I need to keep him safe just how I know he would keep me safe. This much I know."

CW agrees.

She learns, from her father's allies (CW, Frostbite, Pandora, etc etc) how to defend and fight. How to protect what she loves. She watches over her father and fights off demon's, monsters, sometimes an alien that senses the slumbering power, evil magic users. Etc. She watches over the town and people who named her as well, falls in love with the humans who call her home as well and defends them as well.

She even gets the blunt force of a curse a powerful old entity that tired to place it on her father after she had just banished it from her lands. It's an old powerful curse that CW or Frostbite can't rid of because it would weaken her far to much that they run the risk of her fading, the only way to get rid of it is if she had a family member feeding her ectoplasim to help sustain her. (Her aunts can't because Jazz isn't ghostly enough and Danielle can't because hers is limited due to being a clone (like she has enough for herself but does need to visit the Infinite Realms during her travels to get more ectoplasim to filter in and out). Danny is their only chance because he's constantly filtering ectoplasim in and out and even creating it because of how he died with a portal opening up at the same time)

The curse slowly starts eating away at Gotham, makes it hard for her to have a solid corporeal form because pain (when she has to use this form to fight off others she has to bare through the pain), her appearance starts changing (eyes turn from sharp ice blue to glowing yellow, skin turns deathly sickly pale, her star freckles slowly blinking in and out, hands become inked claws, her dark hair is unkempt and spills like an oil sludge down her body and face) and because Danny is still healing himself he can't help her and she can't see him all too often anymore because she doesn't want to run the risk of the curse effecting his healing core, she does get updates from the other ghosts that visit him and then her. She still defends him though, outside of his healing chambers should on the rare chance something finds it way down to him.

Eventually due to Danny's and Gotham's natural ectoplasim filtering on the lands, visiting and powerful ghosts, Gotham fighting off powerful beings trying to use her father for power, and the curse on Gotham herself, the town that had been built on the ground above by humans becomes the very city we all know.

Its a whole mixed bag do to so many factors, that's why Gotham is the way it is.

Gotham does her best to keep her people safe from well... everything but due to the curse and the fighting off another person/entity/demon/magic user/etc coming for her father's power, she can't always do much by the time one crisis is over and a new one pops up, she's slowly breaking down the longer it takes.

That's why she has a soft spot for her Dark Knight and his family and allies, they help her from the pain from the curse by trying as both the Wayne's and as the Batclan to fix up her city self, its not enough to really fix her fully but it helps with the pain that eats at her.

She does her best to give them tiny blessings though, but due to her duty of protecting her father she can't always do much (she wept when news of Jason, her second Robin, her rough around the edges bookworm, had died came to her. She couldn't protect him because he was out of her reach. Its why when Joker returned she made it very hard for him to really gain his foothold in her again but had to stop because CW told her if she kept making it too hard for the clown he'd go running off to 'play' with a different hero and that... that timeline would lead the world to ruin. She begrudgingly stopped but when Joker had taken her third Robin, her tiny Tim the one she loved watching shadow her knights, she did everything she could to keep him sane from the pain he had been put in, and lead Batman to the warehouse to save him. Also it turns out her heartbreak over Jason's death, her curse acting up, and her ectoplasim sparking off at the same time it helped bring him back from his grave not fully but somewhat, she was so shocked that she didn't have time to send hints to Bruce to get him when he was taken by Talia and once again out of her reach. She tried hinting it to Bruce that Talia had taken him but by the time he would check on the League, Talia would had moved him)

Gotham, depsite being young in the eyes of many other powerful beings and entities has held her own and kept those that wanted to use her father for power packing. Despite being cursed that is slowly eating her alive she still holds onto the hope her father will awaken and she will finally get to meet him. (She hopes she made him proud, he is a protector spirit core after all and she had been steadfast with keeping him safe all these years).

Things however take a turn for the worse when Gotham awakens from some sort of powerful slumber (she doesn't know what happened?! Did something knock her out?! When did she fall asleep?! Was it magic? Did the curse do it? Did someone or something-) And discovers someone or something had managed to steal her father slumbering core. (So close to healing, so close to awakening according to Frostbite, just a few more days he says. Just. A. Few. More. Days)

She tries to go find him but is suddenly hurting more, her curse has progressed even worse, she can barely stand, let alone fight whoever had her father. And she knows her father's friends won't be back to see her until far later.

And then all of Gotham shakes and shudders when her rage, panic, and terror are felt that early morning.

-×-×-

Deep in the Batcave, Batman and the others are searching for whatever caused that strange almost magical but not (ectoplasm) shudder that morning.

They were expecting a full scale attack. Magical, alien, maybe even all the Rogues in Gotham working together. An all scaled war. They were looking for any signs of it, maybe to by some miracle stop it before it becomes to late.

They however weren't expecting a strange sick looking woman with yellow glowing eyes, oil ink like hair covering her face and body, clawed hands like they had dipped in ink as well, star like freckles blinking in and out on her body and face, sharp ears, breathing heavily and coughing every so often to appear in the cave. Like she had sunk out from the shadows in pure silence. (Even Cass did not hear her)

Nor were they expecting her not to even flinch when they trained their weapons onto her. Instead all she did was laugh, a raspy low laugh, but it held warmth and mirth.

"Now, now my knights... No need for that. I come needing help and you are the only ones I will ever trust with this mission..." her voice was soft but harsh, talking seemed to hurt her though for she had to take deep breaths and suppress a cough. Her eyes trailed across them all, despite her sickly look her eyes gleamed with a motherly warmth in a strange sense, something all of them could feel "I can not hold this corporal form for long. Long story short I am cursed, have been for a very long time and whatever happened to me earlier this morning has aggravated it even more and thus I can not stay in the world of the 'living' to do much. My father, the one I have been protecting since my creation from all sorts of terrible and dangerous things, for should they get a hold of him it could spell the end of life itself for he is that powerful, has been taken from his healing chamber. I do not know who or where but I know he still remains in the city, that much I can sense."

She coughed and took a shuddering breath "But alas I can not go to his aid as I once has been able to, this is where you all come in. I need you to find my father, find his core. Bring him to safety. I had fought so many to keep him safe, to make sure he heals in peace for so long, and he... So close. Just a few more days he needed... then I could had finally had met him."

She lightly muttered those last few words, eyes looking lost for a moment before coughing hard.

"Who are you." Batman, Bruce Wayne, stonely demanded but for some reason he couldn't help but feel like he knows her, like from a foggy memory, and by the looks of his family they all could sense the same thing.

The woman, or whatever she was, merely smiled, sharp teeth bared in it as she looked him right in the eyes and said.

"Gotham, my dear Dark Knight. I am Lady Gotham herself. Its wonderful to finally meet you despite the circumstances."

[nanaarchy]

ECTO-IMPLOSION 2023

!! gore warning ⚠️ !!

Here's my piece to go with @ashgunnywolf's AWESOME oneshot!! THIS WAS SO FUN TO DRAW SKFJSKS >:3

It's based on Rembrandt's "The Anatomy Lecture of Dr. Nicolaes Tulp" !!

GO READ THE FIC, FOLKS :D

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[wanderingchocolateeclair]

"Watch us tell our stories at the Circus of Death."

Some Circus of death character arts I did to pass the time <3

[jamiethebeeart]

Gore lineart by @tsubaki94 // it was so fun to back to my roots of "how many bruises and cuts can i fit on danny from ghost fighting" (cw: blood, bruises, cuts, cuts on inner forearm, bite bruise, restraint marks, blood/ectoplasm smear/splatter)

(also shamelessly looking at @green-with-envy-phandom-event 's cw tags to use)

[quizzicalink]

I had a passing idea about ectoplasm looking kinda like stars as it splatters? so now this exists. (Sorry Danny, but to be fair, you've had worse. ...In fanon, at least.)

[muckyschmuck]

shes just mad she didnt pick a better forever ghost outfit

[emiiinazer]

“A primal need to feed”

[surelysilly]

Okay but cas killing phanuel and later finding out he wasnt dangerous, evil or harmful >:)

so, actually, there are three ways it could go, because to have Castiel 'kill' Phanuel, this would need to be early season Cas... stab first, ask questions later:

Phanuel's Grace is that of a Archangel, and arguably, the angel blade won't work. Castiel just stabs this undeniable abomination and it doesn't die. Phanuel is traumatized because it hurts, but no more dead than usual.

or,

Phaneul's Grace is weak enough it... works, for lack of a better term. The grace dies, but the ectoplasm saves the human soul. Suddenly the Danny Phanton theme song starts playing lol (jk) but we have a brand new, uh, weird looking halfa and the town is overrun by ghosts more so than canon, because most ghosts are freaked out by Phanuel and want nothing to do with them. But now without the Grace, what's to be afraid of. Castiel left before he sees any of that. He maybe regrets it later, once he's had a bit more exposure to humanity.

OR,

"Oh," says the abomination, inhumanly green eyes wide and scared. It paws weakly at the deep wound of its side when Castiel pulls the blade free, stumbling back a handful of steps, gaze unseeing, trembling, before repeating, "Oh."

Then it just... dies.

The light quietly leaves its eyes, the multitude of wings just visible to Castiel's eyes burning away. It feels like it takes a lifetime for it to fall, the white feathery down-like skin flaking away to ash. A body is left behind of a... human child with black hair and foggy blue eyes. He watches it for a moment longer, confused, but nothing more happens.

With a considering look at the golden blood dripping from his blade, Castiel observes as it slowly separate between red and green, sizzling as it dissipates. The blade is clean after a few moments, and he is again just left with silence.

He's just about to leave, blade stowed away, wings arching, when the body moves. Or, rather something wavers, green suddenly bubbling up from the corpse. Castiel redraws his blade, bracing, as the neon bright liquid withers and writhes, folding over and up into the air. It seems to pause, to consider, before ballooning outward sharply and then snapping back.

The thing that suddenly floats before him looks like the dead vessel, or nephilim, creature, but also like neither in a way. The similarities are there in the shape of its white hair, the three eyes, the singular wing and freckles, but not the green skin and half cape, the warrior faulds and tassets, the halo falling to pieces above its head. Castiel stiffens as it blinks, eyes bleary and unsynchronized, gaze looping around.

It lingers on the body just below it, and says in the same quiet voice, "Oh," before noticing Castiel is even there. It's gaze hardens, blazes, and with one smooth motion, draws the angel blade from it's side, wing flaring. "Did you do this?"

"...What are you?" he asks instead.

"Did. You. Do. This?" it repeats instead, drifting closer, and a vague unease fills Castiel. Something isn't right. "This... This is my haunt, how dare you hurt what is mine, scoundrel!"

The angel blade works. It kills the Grace and the human soul. All that's left is the regret and ectoplasm, that desire to protect. A newly born, powerful ghost. >:) Castiel can regret it later.

[casper-high-kid]

So we're learning about ectoplasm this week, and it has me thinking what it could be used for. I know it's what ghosts are made of and it fucks you up a bit if you chug it but are there other effects? What if you made it a lotion? Does every mechanical process make it mutate and become alive or is it just kitchen appliances OR just food?

For real like if I stick a fork with ectoplasm in the microwave will it make the fork just start fucking being alive or what-

I'm kinda thinking of getting some from that fenton kid and messing with it except I also don't wanna die and mr. lancer would probably kill me

[jaxon-exe]

Dp x dc prompt

So this starts with Danny becoming the ghost king on his 18th birthday and almost immediately every power-hungry ghost in existence starts proposing to him. At first he just ignores it but after the 10th time someone tries to kidnap him to marry him Greek god style, he’s fucking sick of it and goes to Clockwork for help.

He’s not much help. The only way for other people to stop trying to marry him is if he’s already married. What’s more, because he’s the king of the infinite realms, it has to be someone that’s considered a citizen of the Infinite Realms. (Like he can marry someone that’s still alive but they wouldn’t count and people will just keep trying to marry him) CW also warns him that people will try and kill anyone he marries if they can so a living person isn’t really ideal. The only bit of real helpfulness he does provide is a list of non-evil non-power-hungry citizens so he can have an easier time finding someone.

So Danny takes the list and starts crossing of names (like Johnny, even tho the guy won’t abuse the power of being the ghost princess, kitty would kill Danny for good this time) when he comes across the perfect candidate.

Jason Todd (Robin/Red Hood)

He’s been to Gotham before, knows the Robins all do good work and knows the Red Hood is already a good and fair ruler of his criminal underground. Plus the guy could definitely fight off any ghost trying to kill him even without the power boost and some helpful weapons Danny would give him if he agrees. Plus he has the perfect bargaining chip to get the guy to help by offering to fix the corrupted ectoplasm in him (not that he wasn’t gonna do that anyway when he had the time to but Hood didn’t need to know that)

So Danny hops over to Gotham and after quickly getting permission from Lady Gotham (she’s very protective of her Knights) heads over to crime ally and pitches the idea to Red Hood.

Which basically goes like-

Danny: so I give u, the title of prince, access to the Infinite Realms whenever u wish, a sweet private wing in my castle, any of the op ghost weapons in the castles armoury and a fix for ur rage problems and u marry me so I stop getting people trying to propose to me in increasingly more annoying ways :)

Jason, a literature geek with a secret desire to be the protagonist in a shitty YA romance: u had me at Prince

So the two of then jump over to the Infinite Realms to get married thinking it’ll take 30 minutes top only to learn that CW left out that a Royal wedding has to take at minimum a week otherwise no one will consider the Marriage valid. So the two, not backing out at this point, join in on the week of parties and celebrations without putting much more thought into it.

Meanwhile back in Gotham, after not having Red Hood check in after his patrol, Oracle searches CCTV and finds Jason having a conversation with a figure that is glitching out the camera to much to identify them, then the figure seemingly grabs Jason and drags him into a portal and the two of them disappear.

So obviously the Batfam comes to the conclusion that Jason was kidnapped by some sort of magical being and calls in John. He identify the magic as that of the ghost king’s and has been hearing that the king had been looking for a bride so comes to the conclusion that Jason has been kidnapped Persephone style to be be married and is under the (wrong) conclusion that it will mean Jason can’t leave the realm of the death after.

And so the Batfam + Constantine start planing to crash a wedding.

[privitivium]

I saw your pervy ghost fic and i was wondering if you could do one with the roles reversed (bottom male reader)

yandere, mean ghost x male reader......

yess... mmfgh. sorry if you meant subtop ghost, but im going w domtop ghost. perversion.. cw;; somnophilia, perverted ghost, dubcon, masturbation - all that... bro treating you cruelly. degredation.

ㅡdomtop ghost..... ekekekfjugh,,,, yandere ghost who,,, touches on you in the middle of the night when ur snoozing all peacefully - nothing sexual just yet. wondering why hes just so fucking mean to you, but then realizing how much he likes seeing your pouting, teary expressions,,, removing all ur blankets just to see ur body,,, touch on your legs and ur abdomen in admiration. your sleep paralysis demon; who you awake to jerking off ssitting on ur tummy. unable to move or do anything to stop him...

ㅡcannot imagine ever jerking off in the peace n quiet with the ghost around. growning all paranoid when you see a hulking shadow in the corner of your eye right when you cum bro,,, and even if it wasn't quiet; listening to some porno or even reading porn while touching yourself in bed or anywhere else in ur room,,, omg. live-in ghost making fun of you if you read while jerking off. LMFAOO bro manifesting in-between ur legs and scaring the shit out of you,,,

-"look at this-!" he marvels sarcastically, ignoring your soft little whines of nooo-!! huge hand gripping over yours and fluidly mimicking your jerking movements, with you struggling to stop your hand,,, but he only speeds up - your lotion + pre making it easier for him to bully you with his phantom hand; "what a fucking nerd, reading smut to get yourself off? christ, you damn dork..."

ㅡalso,,, him attaching himself to you. shit dont question how it works, ur his object of affection so now you gotta deal with him forever until he gets you to die so you can really be fucking stuck with him... bro following you everywhere and teasing the shit out of you,,, hands fazing through your pants and circling his thumb over your cockhead or even your rim out in public... purposefully getting you all hard so that you'd have to hide your groin with your huge jacket that he continuously oozed his ectoplasm cum onto - not that you know !!! purposefully getting you all hard just so you can run home all embarrassed!!! fucking jackass teasing the shit out of you,,, making fun of you for crying when you got hard,,,,

ㅡbro is relentless. cruel and persistent. "shiiit there we go... so glad you moved into my space, now i get to play with you as long as i want,,, not like ur going anywhere, huh?? no where to go. what a loser." making fun of you for not leaving him - not like he'd let you anyway..

-sabotaging your plans to hangout with ur friends, with family, with literally anyone.... fucking up your other plans to rent elsewhere........ like ur not going anywhere, silly. ghost whos the type to cum all over ur shampoo/conditioner - soap bottles in the shower just to relish in ur embarrassment when you go to pick it up n touch smth slimy. yeah.

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

🎃 Only you can see me, but...

Voyeurism CW: Dub-con, yandere!ghost, public sex, invisible attacker, non-con , public humiliation

"Stop ignoring me." The spirit threatened, glaring at (Reader) with his one good eye.

(Reader) had begun seeing the spirit nearly a month ago after visiting a little antique shop, and since then he hasn't left their side. The bus jolted, and everyone rocked in their seats, bumping into one another. It wasn't the giant gunshot wound to the dead man's head, the missing chunk of skull and brain, that made (Reader) ignore him, but the fact that they were on a crowded bus. They usually did interact with the needy ghost, just not in public. However, whenever (Reader) was out of the house, the man acted like (Reader) was an awful, terrible person.

The man who refused to give his name groaned, unfazed by the standing people phasing through his form at the bus swayed at the red light. "Stop ignoring me, (Reader). It isn't nice."

They looked up at him and narrowed their eyes, silently trying to get him to take the hint. He wasn't having it, getting louder as he started throwing a fit.

"Fine. Let's see how long you can ignore me." He dropped to his knees and climbed inside of (Reader), nestling partially inside their body as though they were sitting in his lap. "Only you can see me, but they can all see you."

(Reader) let out an embarrassing noise of surprise, feeling a hard cock rub between their ass cheeks inside of their underwear. The squeak gained the attention of one of the older gentleman standing right in front of their seat, glancing down at them in mild interest. They slapped a hand over their mouth and squeezed their eyes shut.

The ghostly appendage began rubbing against their crotch, making (Reader) hot and flustered. They wanted to whisper at him, tell him to knock it off, but they were beyond mortified at the idea of someone assuming they were on drugs. So he continued, taking advantage of (Reader's) anxiety to spread his slimy ectoplasmic pre-cum in their underpants.

When the tip pressed against their hole their eyes involuntarily fluttered open, gasping as he effortlessly pressed himself into them, stretching (Reader) open. A woman sitting next to (Reader) shifted uncomfortably, looking over at the young adult pressing their thighs together and tearing up.

Although it was only two people side eyeing (Reader) it felt as though all eyes were on them as they were violated in front of them. Not restricted by physical constraints, the spirit was able to forcefully fuck (Reader) without moving their body at all, only feeling the hard intrusion of a dick ram into their sensitive spot and the strange feeling of his balls slapping against their ass as he pounded their twitching muscles.

They were horrifically aware of their uneven breathing; the way their eyes kept drifting whenever their supposed friend hit their swelling nerve; the sweat dripping down their burning flesh; and how the man in front of them looked like he knew exactly why (Reader) was a squirming mess.

"Ah, I'm getting close!" He cried out in their ear as his movements fastened and became irregular.

They had to bite their inner cheek to prevent themselves from begging him not to, wondering if anyone could hear the wet slapping noise of their ass rippling as his sex hit their deepest parts.

The man standing in front of (Reader) looked a little pink on the face, tugging on his pants. The shame of being seen by other people made (Reader) tighten up, exciting the spirit more. "Do you like being watched?" He teased, biting down on their neck.

"no.." (Reader) accidentally whined, feeling eyes on them from all sides as they fought to not orgasm themselves.

But their fighting was for nothing, cumming hard as a cold, sticky fluid shot up into their body, overflowing around the spirit's dick and coating (Reader's) underwear, drenching through the thin fabric and sticking to the inside of their pants.

The spirit pulled himself out, releasing the rest of his ectoplasm like pulling a plug, leaking out of (Reader's) swollen hole onto the public seat. He pressed his lips through their hand, kissing (Reader) directly on the lips as they released the tears that had been threatening to spill.

The worst part was seeing everyone around them, glaring at (Reader) with disgust or arousal, made their nipples erect, to humiliated to admit that their watching them climax in public felt exciting...

[wanderingchocolateeclair]

pointing the catboy beam at this new shinya. how hard does it hit

Its a Solid Hit!

Is this. Is this how I introduce my newest au.

Lmao everyone, here, have the designs for my newest au:

It’s. My 74th au…..

Currently got several names and is still in its creation, idea filtering and scrapping phase.

For now it’s referred to as: Extermination au, Off With Their Heads au, Recycled Scraps au, or just Lost Heads au

Please help me choose which name fits best ^^

[jamiethebeeart]

First submission for @green-with-envy-phandom-event

Lineart done by @miscmonstro

[p1nkshield]

Welcome to chapter 3 of the unnamed prompt fill! I had some trouble with tagging people so if you asked to be tagged and I didn’t it wasn’t on purpose! Also lmk what you think this should be called!

The dining room erupted in shouts of confusion and disbelief.

“What do you mean ‘I thought you knew’ Jason?!? How are we supposed to predict that your rock would evolve like a Pokémon?!?” Dick questioned as the spaghetti that was once on his fork inched towards his shoe.

“Bruce was the one who put me on babysitting duty in the first place!” Jason defended

Bruce’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion “I asked you to keep an eye on an unknown asset from a mission, I had no idea the core was anything more than a power source.”

“What?!? How could you not? He was screaming every time they turned that damn thing on!”

Jason surveyed the perplexed looks on his family’s faces.

“Wait…ONLY I COULD HEAR HIM?!? YOU ALL THOUGHT I WAS JUST TALKING TO A ROCK FOR WEEKS?!? NOBODY SAID ANYTHING?!?”

They all rushed to defend themselves as they all grew more and more embarrassed over their lack of communication regarding Jason’s recent behavior.

Silence washed over them as the child in Jason’s arms stirred securing a tighter hold to his sleeve.

Jason suddenly remembered where he was.

He looked to Alfred, panic stricken and croaked out “help”

Before he could do so another icy orb of light appeared, gracefully transformed into a scroll and flitted gently into Alfred’s hands. Without batting an eye he read aloud.

“If this message has been sent correctly it should currently be in the hands of whomever is the leader of the household entrusted to watch over Young Phantom as he recovers from his injuries. I may have pulled a few strings in the time stream in order to get him to the safest place with enough ambient ectoplasm to allow him to fully heal. Please know that the child you guard is much more powerful than he appears as he is of the infinite realms, a dimension most likely beyond your comprehension.

CW

P.S. Tell Danny that yes, this is normal and yes, his usual haunt and his humans are safe when he asks”

Nobody looked anymore informed by this information.

“Well isn’t that terribly vague.” Alfred noted as he deftly swept up the child from Jason’s arms and carried him to the nearest guest room. Jason followed closely behind him.

Bruce let out a long, tired sigh. As soon as he heard the words ‘the infinite realms’ he knew who held more information about this subject.

“Constantine.” Batman steeled himself for the conversation ahead.

“What a pleasant surprise! The ol spookster has called me of his own volition. What sort of world ending threat is it this time?”

Batman chose to ignore the nickname and remark and began to ask “what do you know about the infinite realms?”

Constantine choked on his drag of cigarette.

“Who… tf… told you about the infinite realms?” A look of genuine worry was painted across his face as he coughed and recovered from the shock.

This wasn’t good, Constantine solemnly addressed his colleague.

“Bats do not meddle with this. If you can back away now. The denizens of the infinite realms vary in strength and temperament. It’s a gamble as to whether they help you or try to skin you alive and with their power set they absolutely can.”

“Too late”

Constantine groaned and looked to the ceiling searching for reason as to why he befriended people who got themselves into such strange and dangerous situations.

“Elaborate please, Batarang.”

“We’ve been elected to watch over a ‘Young Phantom’ as he heals from being unprecedentedly wounded. My team wasn’t aware of this until last night when his situation became more… clear.” Batman began to explain until he was greeted with a new peculiar high pitched noise emitting from the other end of the call.

“You have THE NEW KING?!? Nonono you’re in deep. Don’t call me anymore you only bring destruction to my life! Now I have to come over! Maybe I can smooth things over. Who hurt him this bad?!? Mortals? Mortal humans? It was, wasn’t it? I can see it on your face! You stay right there. DON’T DO ANYTHING. I’ll be over in five seconds.”

Constantine hung up on him.

Bruce sighed as the screen of the bat computer went black.

That went well.

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