Danny didn’t think about his early years prior to his adoption by the Fentons. Sure, he could still remember them, but he wanted that chapter of his life to remain firmly behind him. The part of him that had been Danyal was dead and buried.
But then his parents’ portal opened on top of him, and that history became all too important again.
His mind may have long since healed from the madness of the Pit Rage, but the taint of the Lazarus Waters from his resurrections still clung to his soul.
Guided, the addition of pure ectoplasm would have washed away those wounds. But there was no guiding intelligence behind what was happening. No grander plot. Just the energies of the portal taking whatever path was needed to complete their circuit.
And thus, as the ectoplasm rewrote Danny’s DNA into a half-ghost form, it also empowered the remnants of the Lazarus Pit’s effects.
Emotions from those whom the League had killed had long seeped their way into the ectoplasm of the Lazarus Pits, but they had been faint. Far weaker than full ghosts, barely even echoes. Enough to cause the Pit Rage, but no more.
But with the influx of pure ectoplasm, those echoes grew.
And so when Danny emerged from the portal, it was with a choir of countless angry voices screaming into his brain to avenge them, to raze the League to the ground until nothing remained.
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The League of Assassins hideout with the Lazarus Pit has been attacked, with many members suddenly going silent. Of course, this fact makes its way back to Batman.
When the Justice League arrives to figure out what is going on, they find a group of 'metas' throwing a party, all of them with cups filled with Lazarus Water.
As it turns out, the Lazarus Water is actually high quality ghost booze, and a group of specters has decided to set up the current Ghost King's wedding reception around the best source of it.
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Demon Twins AU Idea
(Got a little carried away, but here you go! Short version: while Damian learns from their father, Danyal is investigating the Fentons. They try to do a vivisection on Dami, and Danny is NOT having it. He goes a lil berserk)
When Damian al Ghoul is sent to learn from the Bat, Danyal is sent on a long-term undercover mission.
Two scientists, Doctors Jack and Madeline Fenton, had discovered a new type of Lazarus Water. Danyal was to be adopted and report back on the differences between the Pits and this “Ectoplasm.”
One day, just a year into his mission, Danyal is investigating the nonfunctional portal when a large bookshelf covered in various samples topples, forcing him to duck into the portal and, unfortunately, the “on” button.
Danyal al Ghoul, the Shield to the Heir of the Demon, dies.
When ghosts begin to come through the portal, Danyal fights them back with an ecto-scimitar and a quiet determination that the American Government discovers nothing about the paranormal invasions.
When the Fentons find out that Danny is a halfa they don’t rush in, they’ve seen Phantom fight. They bide their time, creating a ghost-specific poison of diluted blood blossoms, slipping it into his food.
Danyal realizes he’s been poisoned too late. (Damian would be disappointed)
When he comes to, he’s strapped to a metal table in flimsy paper clothes. He feels weak, like if he sat up he would pass out.
Jack and Madeline are standing above him.
“Look honeybun! It’s awake!”
“Thank you sweetie! Now,” Madeline says, “while I am impressed that you managed to pretend to be human for so long, you did make a mistake.” She smiled, turning to rip a sheet off of-
Damian.
(His twin, his brother. He looks like he has been dragged to hell and back already, bloodied and barely breathing.)
“You really shouldn’t have based your human form on a celebrity child.” She taps a finger to her chin, thinking, “The real question is who should we start with? The monster or the template?”
“I say start with the boy lovekins. I wanna know what made him easier to mimic than anyone else.”
When Madeline picks up a scalpel, Danyal glares.
When she walks towards Damien, his twin freezes.
When she moves to cut into his twin, all The Shield can see is green.
When it fades, he is clutching his Ahki to his chest in Nanda Parbat.
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“The living don’t understand.” A voice hissed.
Jason looked around, on guard. He couldn’t see anything, and it sounded like it was everywhere at once. “Understand what?”
“Vengeance.” They said, stepping out of the shadows. “They believe that since we came back, there is nothing to avenge. It does not change the fact that we died. We will never be the same, always scarred, tortured by the thought of our deaths, and they do nothing!”
“What are you?” Jason asked, a hand carefully resting on his gun. “Why are you talking like-“
“Like I died?” A humorless grin split the creature’s lips, teeth too sharp to be normal peeking through. “I did. I died, and I came back, but just like you, not all of me returned. I thought I was fine, that I could move on, but they kept hurting me, and nobody cared, nobody stopped them!” The green eyes glowed just a little brighter. “So I stopped them.”
Jason swallowed. Now that he was looking closer, beyond the teeth and the claws and the glowing, the thing in front of him… it almost looked like a kid.
“Don’t you want to stop him?” It- He asked, tilting his head. “Don’t you want your vengeance? Don’t you want to rest?”
He did, he’s so tired he wants to move on but he can’t-
Jason snapped back to awareness with growing horror, the green leaving his vision. “What are you doing to me?!” He demanded, trying his best to keep the fear from his voice.
The thing in front of him clicked. “I am trying to help you move on. Nobody helped me, after all, and if I can help any souls move on and find peace in their afterlife, then why would I not?”
Move on? Find peace? Jason’s eyes widened in realization.
“Don’t worry, dear Revenant.” The ghost said, smiling at him. “I won’t leave. Not until you’re ready. Nobody deserves to be alone.”
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