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Ghost Helpline part 11
Dick drove home in good weather(for Gotham). He had his phone pressed to his ear as he spoke with Clark, damn was B over thinking things again. “No Raven doesn’t work with the Titans anymore. After defeating Trigon we all agreed she deserved time to figure herself out I could call her but…”
He slowed the car when he came upon Drake manor a lump forming in his throat. He was sad to admit that he and Tim weren’t as close as before but surely he would have known if Tim was moving back into his old home? But there he was with Jason and Bart carrying boxes inside. He was an awful brother wasn’t he? How could he not know? Tim hated that place! He would never move back in unless-
He slammed the brakes as he got closer to the gate because that wasn’t Tim or Jason and that definitely wasn’t Bart.
“Clark I’ll have to call you back.”
— —- —-
Dick ran up the steps of the manor to the living room and was greeted with the sight of Jason pressing binoculars to the window. As Jon and Damian chatted animatedly about the new neighbors.
“Don’t be an imbecile Jon! The rich and elite do not move to Gotham unless they have something to hide!”
“All rich people have something to hide! You have something to hide! They sound like nice people!”
“Ha! So you are spying on them! What are they saying?”
Dick texted Wally as he spoke, “Everyone hold on a minute where is Tim?”
“Tt- who cares. That idiot has given away our location and put all of our identities at risk.”
“Or perhaps Master Tim have given us a grand opportunity to as you would say ‘pull a fast one’ on the media. After all excusing yourself to play with a wealthy neighbor is a good excuse to leave a boring gala. And a second pair of eyes to support your ‘accidents’ would be beneficial.”
“Tt- perhaps Pennyworth but see that I have no desire to befriend these intruders at all.”
“Mmm perhaps but either way the only way any of you will be getting information today will be to good neighbors and introduce yourselves. Thankfully for all of you I have prepared cookies as an opener.”
“Did somebody say cookies?”
Dick smiled, “Wally just in time !”
—- —- —-
Constantine was looking over the list of names Superman had handed him when the circle left on the floor began to glow. He took a long drag of his cig and felt like making a run for it.
It looks like their little helper had finished their end of the deal and found an antidote after all. John sighed he contemplated doing this exchange on his own but knew he’d be in for a lecture if he did so. From Zatanna and bats ugh.
Welp time to call the cavalry.
—- —- —-
Dick held the platter of cookies and took the lead, Jason deciding to stay home and watch in case they needed an extraction. Or more than likely to call Roy. Dick knew Jason had been dying to meet up with Roy since the dragon incident but hadn’t been able to yet. None of them had been able to relax now that Dick thought about it. Well it was fine, Dick smiled down at Wally, all this craziness would blow over soon.
The group of boys started their walk over to ex-Drake Manor. “Hhhuummhum ha ha,” Jon smiled.
“What?”
“Oh nothing Damian your new neighbors just seem really nice.”
Dick smiled, “Hey no spying alright we are just going to be two normal families making friends okay,” Dick gave a short pause, “So what they say?”
“Dick!”
“What now I want to know !”
Jon laughed, “They’re fighting over their sister.”
“Fighting?”
“Yeah apparently they all forgot to set stuff up for her and are running around blaming each other.”
Dick nodded, sibling were like that sometimes. Tho usually everyone at his house just ended up blaming Bruce.
They kept walking when they came upon the short fence dividing the land of the two well off houses. Two teens sat on the dead grass, surrounded by pieces of wood and metal. Dicks eyes surveyed the area, it didn’t look dangerous.
“God damn it Alcor! That’s not how you put a swing set together!”
“Well how would you know? And it’s not a swing set! It’s a whole cozy area for her you absolute shit head!”
Dick smiled right a swing set made way more sense. Well these boys seemed rather normal older than Damian by a few years but hey his little bro was very mature so-
“I’m going to turn you into fucking soup!”
Dick froze, okay so maybe not that normal.
“Fuck off I am trying to work!”
“Well I want to help why are you the only one that gets to build Princess something?”
“Maybe because I’m the only one that knows how to build stuff! Now get lost!”
Damian tsked under his breath, “Idiots.”
“Damian that isn’t nice, know let’s head over and introduce ourselves right okay.” Dick continued walking, he found it a bit concerning. Both of the teens had black hair and blue eyes. Hopefully his family wouldn’t scare them off.
The group approached the gate.
“Hello there, we’re Dick and Damian Wayne and these are our friends. It’s nice to meet you!”
The one dubbed as Alcor in Dicks head stood up and waved at them, “Oh hello, I’m Alcor and this is my brother Brett. We weren’t expecting company sorry for the mess.”
Damian held back a sneer, “Why ? Not expecting the party going Wayne family to be polite?” God did Damian hate fathers civilian mask.
Alcor frowned looking between all of them, “Ugh more like the fact that you guys live like five miles away from us? Did did you guys walk here?”
Dick smiled, “Oh you know daily exercise is good for you. We ugh brought cookies!”
Brett reached over the gate to grab them, “Nioce.”
“We hope you like them! They’re our favorite our butler Alfred makes them.”
The teens nodded together, alright then the type of rich where having a butler was normal then. Dick cataloged the info for later.
“Thanks,” Algor smiled, “I’ll go put these inside. Id invite you all inside but our dad’s asleep and our other brothers snuck out.”
“To Gotham?”
Alcor shrugged, “I’m sure they’ll be fine they wanted to grab food and stuff before the babies of the family get here.”
“Oh are they coming with your mom?”
“We don’t have a mom.”
“Oh Jezz I’m sorry.”
“No worries man.” Alcor turned and walked inside.
Dick coughed, “So I don’t suppose you need any help putting that swing together would you?”
“It’s not a swing,” Brett flushed, “I suppose if you’re volunteering.”
Dick hopped the fence with a grin, “Come on Wally let help the kid out.”
—- —- —-
The kid was right it wasn’t swing as much as it was a floating seat, a little nook facing the sun.
During the building Alcor came back out and pouted. On the upside he was the only brother willing to keep the small talk going.
“So does your butler make all of your guys food? The cookies are great by the way.”
“Yeah Alfred does a lot of stuff for us, why?”
Alcor shrugged, “I dunno just wondering like isn’t there supposed to be a lot of Wayne kids running around. There’s a lot of us and Dad practically makes all our food.”
Dick chuckled, “Yeah there’s a lot of us but we aren’t always home. It’s even rarer for us to all be home at the same time.” He felt himself shake off a bitter feeling, “Its nice that your dad makes time for you like that ours can’t even boil water haha.”
Alcors smile looked sad, “Yeah he’s great, we all love him a lot.”
“Don’t put words in my mouth!”
“Shut up Brett!”
Wally laughed, god Dick loved that laugh, “How many of you guys is there anyway? Cuz I gotta say my boyfriend sure does have a lot of siblings.” Wally elbowed Dick good naturedly.
“Oh I have nine siblings!”
—- —- —-
Konstelacio felt wobbly, eyes forced open. Her talk with Pandora and Ghost Writer had taken hours! Days? Time in the zone was weird. She was tired but trudged forward she needed to get this shit over with.
Konstelacio frowned to herself as she knocked on the Justice’s Leagues proverbial door, the circle. Pandora and Ghost Writer were always kind to her, they were phenomenal teachers but the constant pushing to make ally’s within her own species was beginning to annoy her. Living up to her position in ghost high society was already hard enough. Demons of her stature didn’t care about low born demons… well one did. One did but they didn’t talk much anymore, Konstelacio but at her lip. May be she should get back in touch with him?
The demon-lings head throbbed, the scar on her face felt numb. What is taking these heroes so long!!! Frustration made her head fell worse. She wanted to get this test over with. Because that what this had to be right both Pandora and Ghost Writer had left payment for the antidote up to her.
She was so screwed. Ask for something to small and look like a fool. Ask for something too big and risk the King taking interest, maybe even losing the Kings trust. She couldn’t think of anything to trade for, she needed something perfect. Something that wouldn’t seem like a disrespect to ALL parties involved.
Throb. Throb. Throb. Ugh! How many times did she use teleport? The circle began to open, she’d figure it out. She’d pass this test! She wouldn’t disappoint these people who gave her so much.
- Flash ran to grab as many prominent leaguers as he could as soon as he saw Constantine run out the door. He was not giving that British asshat a chance to do things alone with Zatanna and Batman. He trusted the trio…duo, he did! But he worried, half of the team was divided on whether the girl could be trusted or not. It made Barry feel awful, all he wanted to do was tell that girl to go home. To run away from this hero villain game for as long as she could. Honestly fuck child heroes.
Flash managed to be the last one in the room as the magician start at the circle up. This time there was little to no fanfare; no smoke, the fire around the floor comparable to a candle, and no ominous sounds. Konstelacio showed up with a ‘pop’ and nothing else. It was kinda disappointing.
Oh, oh. She does not look okay. Konstelacio leaned on her right side, covered in sweat, breathing through puffs, vibrating slowly. Except people who aren’t speedsters don’t vibrate… oh she’s shaking. Barry disappeared to grab a trash can. Please don’t be sick, please don’t be sick Barry repeated to himself.
“I got the antidote.”
“What no small talk this time Sheila ?”
“I told you not to call me that!” The demon snapped, her teeth became longer sharper. Digging in to her own lip, hands fisting at the hem of her dress. Names must be a sore subject with her Connor thought. It was understandable Connor had to work so hard to find his sense of self even without people screwing up his name, he got it he did but, “Please excuse Constantine he speaks to everyone that way … he’s British. It’s just slang. He isn’t using Sheila as a placeholder for your name.”
“Whatever,” it didn’t take a detective to see that the girl was on edge. She was on a short wick, Konstelacio was not as happy as she was the last time they had summoned her. They could only conclude that she wouldn’t be willing to be as kind as last time ether. Clark internally wondered if Captain Marvel had told her to be wary of them, if the captain no longer trusted the league as much as he always had. The notion made the invincible man sorrowful, and annoyed. Bruce needed to learn when to let things go.
Because Clark knew Bruce, knew that this was all stemming from his compulsive need to keep them safe. All of them safe including Marvel. No matter what the Bat said he knew the man cares about each and every one of them, even Hal. It was in the little things he did; Flash appreciation day, pulling extra monitor duty, asking Hal about space, answering Manhunters questions about earth sincerely. It was everything. At the end of the day Bruce was a man who cared but looking at the kid again really made it click. Bruce was probably worried about her too in his own messed up way. But if Batman didn’t let it go, if he didn’t stop- Captain Marvel would never forgive him for it.
“I found out what your mystery sickness is, congratulations you have a case of Vampire Fog.”
The league could see Zatanna and Constantine give each other a look. “And what exactly is Vampire Fog.”
“Uh uh uh no more freebies. Payment for both the information and the cure. Upfront.”
Oliver didn’t like this, but hey at least the kid had balls.
—- —- —-
Jon’s jaw dropped as he sputtered, “Ten! Ten kids!!” There were stars in his eyes, Damian’s hand keeping him from floating away. “Ten kids!”
“Yes that’s what he said Jon.”
“That’s so many! What are they like? Why did you all move to Gotham?”
Alcor laughed, “We all have our own thing I guess, they’re a pain but I love them. Two of our brothers are taking classes at the college in town and dad couldn’t bear to split us up for the whole summer.”
Dick frowned as he filed that info away, “Wait so are you guys only staying for the summer?”
“Yes.”
“Shut up Brett! It hasn’t been decided, but more than likely we’ll just be staying off and on for their classes or something,” Alcor shrugged.
Dick felt his communicator ping and if Wally’s body language was anything to go by so did his, “Well we should be getting out of your way. I can’t wait to meet the rest of you family sometime.”
“Likewise,” Alcor waved goodbye, “Good luck, hopefully we stick around long enough to see the wedding.”
Wally bursted out laughing at Dicks embarrassment, “I’ll be sure to invite you Alcor!”
“Brett to please- ouch what? You love weddings.”
The boys left as the brothers yelled at each other.
—- —- —-
Constantine sighed as he put his hand up to his head, the meeting about the little Sheila was going to be absolute Hell.
“Yo! John!”
His cigarette fell to the linoleum floor, “God damn it Boston!”
so jean-paul and azrael are not a two-face situation. jean-paul got put through the System, a brainwashing program/implanted memory/weird AI thing, by the Order. it lives in his brain now. how much the system is a different consciousness and how much it's conventional brainwashing depends on what comics you look at, sometimes it convinces jean-paul he's azrael and sometimes azrael is a different guy in there.
jean-paul, when he isn't overwhelmed by the system, is a very nice guy with a lot of guilt about the things he's done and a drive to help people. not just in superhero ways, he was a pallative care nurse for a while. when he does do superhero shit, it's usually by wrangling azrael into being helpful, which has mixed results.
the Order would not be a fan of demons but jean-paul fucking hates the Order. however azrael would also not be a fan of demons so the Order doesn't need to get involved for him to escalate the situation with a flaming sword.
Nioce got it :) thank you very much
Not sure exactly how I’m going to use this in my story exactly but I probably will !!!
Someone write this!!! Tag me pls
Hey, what if when Freakshows staff and control on the Ghosts in his circus broke and all the Ghosts (but Lydia who seems to be loyal to that clown) ran off, what if two ghosts stayed behind to thank the two teens (Danny and Sam) for freeing them. And maybe ask the Ghost boy a small favor to relay a message to their still living son.
What if those two were The Flying Graysons, John and Mary. (They did die tragically and I wouldn’t put it passed Freakshow to try to take control of the best of the best circus preformers)
What if when they follow Danny after he flies Sam and himself to safety.
What if they see him detransform into his human half and are struck with how much Danny looks like their son.
Is he related to the Graysons? Idk. Could Danny be a long lost son in this AU? Maybe? We could always make him Dick’s unknown son if we want. Just throwing out ideas rn. Any work.
Ghost a helpline part 10
Uncle Tucker part 2: conversations are had and the Masters family finally move to Gotham.
Diana could practically see her comrades sputtering at the Captains words. She felt conflicted, “I understand Marvel you are also my brother in arms. The trust I have in all of you because of that is very important to me. We are not writing her off as a threat nor are we going to go after her.” At this she threw a pointed look at Bruce, “We just want some information on her that’s all. We don’t know anything about her and are justified in being cautious. “
“From my understanding you all decided it was a good idea to contact her not the other way around. And now the Batman is going to do what he does best and come up with contingencies because he feels insecure.”
Diana put her hand on Clark’s tense shoulder.
“Captain that is not-“
“The same way you’ve been trying to find my weaknesses for years. So if you’re that desperate to find one then here. She is my weakness and if anything happens to her I don’t know what will happen. Do you understand me?”
“Marvel! We are not-“
“Understood.” Batman grunted, “I still have questions.”
“So do I.”
Diana looked between them and shared a look with Clark, hopeful Batman would know what not to ask…. Clark opened his mouth first, “You two were in a war?”
A grin, “What did you think I just made up the Captain part of my name for kicks?” a humorless laugh left him.
“Right that makes sense, you’ve been around along time but isn’t she too young.”
“In a way, Konstelacio is considered a ‘forever child’ uhh she’s pretty much stuck that age.”
“So she just has the body of a teen but is actually an adult.”
“No she is a kid, and always will be. She’s just sorta stuck. She may have lived a long life but she’s still a child.”
Diana pondered over it. It’s wasn’t anything she didn’t expect. She was even use to it, on Paradise Island children were taught to fight, to kill when necessary. War was something Diana knew. But it felt wrong.
“A demon child with resources, connections and reality altering powers.”
“She’s a child who loves her family, collects trinkets and helps people.”
“But who exactly is she helping. What is stopping her from being summoned by Lex Luthor or Felix Faust or any number of villains.”
“She can decide who to help and who not to help you know. They can’t force her. Trust me they’d be sorry if they tried.”
“You just said she’s a child, anything could happen. They wouldn’t have to force her when they could manipulate her.”
Diana smiled leave it to Bruce to care about a child he barely meet, even when he was scared of them.
“Also we can’t just allow a potential danger to run around buying souls.”
Diana took it back, Bruce was making a mess.
—- —- —-
Konstelacio followed the guard to the sitting room, Uncle Tuckers kingdom always felt comfortable to her. It was warm, sun filled and quite frankly Konstelacio had a lot of leeway here. A type of get out of jail free card that made her feel safe, but also nervous. She would not embarrass her family again, not here.
She bowed to her uncle as he entered the room, “I greet Pharaoh Tuck, Prince Consort to High King Phant-“
“That is enough my constellation, Princess Violet how many times must I ask that you call me Uncle?”
“I only mean to show my respect.”
“None needed come here. Tell me what I can do.”
“What I didn’t !” Had he heard from Dan already?
“Come on Violet I know you and I know that if you came here for help it must be something big.” Her Uncles smiles always looked genuine, she loved them.
“It’s a long story.”
“Eat some snacks and tell me everything.”
—- —- —-
Well that had been a mess Clark thought after both the dark knight and Captain had stormed out. Clark still wasn’t sure were he stood on the matter, he didn’t want to make the same mistakes he made with Connor. But just like with Connor none of them had enough information. It was time to call another meeting, ugh and invite Constantine to it.
Clark stopped walking, wait wasn’t there a demon on the Titans?
—- —- —-
Vlad’s eldest, Dandy Masters, parked the car outside the Gotham estate. Their new home was located far enough away that their neighbors wouldn’t be able to hear them scream, the manor was gothically decrepit, and the outside plants looked dead. It’s perfect thought Vlad, just perfect.
—- —- —-
Tucker nearly spat his coffee, “YOU MEET BATMAN.”
- The guards outside the door twitched, their pharaoh never yelled. He sounded shocked and was quickly shhhuhed by the princess. Hopefully this Batman would not be causing ether of them stress in future. The bird like guard pursed his beak, whoever this bat was did bode well. He would have to tell the others to keep their swords sharp.
“You SWINDLED Batman out of his gadgets!!”
- Yes the guards were probably due for some more training, just in case.
“Guards please get ready to escort the Princess to Pandoras realm.”
- All the guards, the bird adjacent ghost thought to himself. He had a felling something was coming.
“A WHAT?!”
- Something bad.
—- —- —-
Tucker moved his newly allotted gadgets into piles looks like he had a belt to work on. He picked up the handkerchief. “Violet what did you want this for?”
“I… had a suspicion I needed to prove.”
“And did you?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m guessing the tracking device wasn’t a part of your plan?”
“A WHAT!”
The man held his nieces hands, “Konstelacio please tell me what else is going on. I’ve already promised not to tell anybody.”
Violet wanted to believe him but she knew he’d tell on her to keep her safe. He wouldn’t understand, the Al Ghuls were dangerous she need to keep THEM safe! No matter what.
“Not yet, not until I figure everything else out for sure.”
“Alright but when you do please please come and talk to me okay.”
“Okay.”
“Alrighty then off to Pandoras then okay, be nice to the guards and tell her and Ghost Writer I said hi okay. And be careful delivering that antidote to the league. Minimal contact is the - oh you’re hugging me.”
Konstelacio smiled into her uncles shoulder, she would tell him everything someday.
Working on the next few chapters of Ghost Helpline-
Anyone here an Azrael fan ? Cuz I need some demon slayers for drama
Like what even is Jean Paul’s personality - is it straight up DID or????
Like no knight fall cuz we love Tim in this house and I dunno how to even deal with it but I also haven’t really read Azrael outside of Kightfall so yeah.
Like I assume the Azraels weird ass cult to be pretty anti -demon so yeah….
Your opinions mean Aalto to me thanks!!!!
Merry Christmas byeeee!!!!!!
Ghost Helpline part 8
All in all Uncle Dans lecture had been rather short and to the point. There had been no yelling, no anger, no demeaning or things thrown. While there had been a scowl at hearing the term Uncle he took Konstelacios explanation in stride. Dan sighed a lot but he wasn’t angry.
So why did she feel so awful? Uncle Dan always had anger problems, but she trusted him ether way. How couldn’t she after surviving an entire war with him. She was use to anger, she could take anger. Not, not whatever this was.
Konstelacio felt pressure push down on her chest. She didn’t like this at all! Her head hurt, yelling would have been easier.
//“ Let me get this straight. You did a favor for the Justice League and for payment you asked for loose change?!!!!”//
She rubbed at her horns in a attempt to soothe herself. They didn’t know who she was, it’s not as if she had defamed the family in any way. It’s not as if she asked for money directly… then again maybe that would have been better. She may be a Masters but it’s not as if any of the money was hers. She frowned, was it because she didn’t assert herself for their house? Had she made them look poor?
The little demon hunched in on herself she hadn’t meant to do any of that at all. Thank god she didn’t mention the handkerchief.
At the thought of the article she pulled it out and looked at it along with the rest of her prizes. She smiled a tad lopsided, “Looks like I need a belt.” And she knew someone just tech savvy enough to make her one.
— — —-
Dan was tired, but sated. Better than being soup in a thermos shaped cell. He missed war.
The fight for the throne hadn’t been as easily won as Danny’s family had assumed. Pariah, Dark had been gone for too long, the infinite realms cutting themselves into pieces. Distancing themselves, becoming stagnant, refusing to allow a ‘ghost’ of all beings rule them again. But Danny had grown to be more than that; a child of death herself, true balance, the great one. Dan snickered to himself, what a lame title.
Dan had demanded his place among the throngs of soldiers. He had earned his place as general. He killed and fought… and protected. Jazz was his sister again, his confidant (therapist). So when she pulled him a side one day to ask him a favor, Dan said yes.
Dan should have asked more questions.
Dan ended up keeping an eye on three forever children on a battle field. Which was easier said than done. They were reckless, suicidal shit heads with everything to prove. And they did; the witch boy, the host, the demon-ling. He hated to say it but the war might have not been won with out them. It hurt to think about.
It hurt to think about Vlad swooping in and giving them what Dan couldn’t. It hurt to see the host be a hero instead of a child. It hurt to see the demon sell her abilities for change. He huffed, flaming hair waving. At least the witch had the sense to run away from those that used him.
Dan sighed and signed and signed and signed papers. Fucking Aragon.
—- —- —-
No one paid attention as Booster Gold hobbled threw the doors. Blue Beetle should be in soon. Some of the leaguers even rolled their eyes honestly Booster was such a douche.
They ignored him as he practically threw himself on the couch, holding his ice pack to his head. So the idiot had also managed to get himself injured. Huh figures.
“Hey! Nightwing!”
“Haha hey Booster! How was space?”
“Crazy! Hey what’s up with everyone?”
“It’s along story.”
“I got time.”
“Honestly Booster it’d probably be faster for me to give you a copy of the reports.”
“Ugh reading! Come onnnn.”
Nightwing figured he could humor the man for a few minutes, “Well long story short we meet a demon.”
“Mmmhhhmm”
“They seem to be helping us but we just want to get more info on her to be careful.”
“Wow a real demon. Was she hot?”
“She was like 13.”
Booster got quite in a way Nightwing wouldn’t recognize until later, “Oh word? What did she look like?”
“All the footage was corrupted but Robin managed to make us a decent sketch.”
Booster Gold got everyone’s attention when he almost face planted onto Dicks tablet, “Oh my god! Oh my god! Did she have metal legs?”
“You mean boots yeah she had metallic …”
“Oh my god! And stripes right!!!” Booster was practice on-top of Nightwing dopey smile on display.
Dick thought back to the mass of black cracks on the girls body, “Stripes?”
“Oh MY Ancients! It Konny!!! I’ve missed her so much!” Booster started to laugh before devolving into tears, “I hope she’s not working for CW anymore. Last time I heard she was on trial for some bogus shit. I hope she’s okay.”
Booster continued to cry as Kord came in glared daggers an Nightwing and took off with his husband.
Dick stared at the open door, “What just happened???” His eyes widened as he stood up ‘Konny’ he never told Booster her name.
— —- —- —-
Ghost Helpline part 9
Konstelacio walked to the Egyptian palace. Much like how Johnnys bike rode on nonexistent roads Konstelacio walked on invisible ground, she believed the Zone would not let her fall and so it didn’t.
—- —- —-
Tim drove past his old home what use to be Drake Manor. He somehow doubted his family had noticed he sold it. He doubted they had noticed the moving trucks and contractors. He told himself it would be because they were busy. It felt like a hallow excuse.
Once Bruce figured it out he would want answers. Tim had them planned, Masters dubious escapades in criminal activity had been on the decline. As well as Masters sudden disappearance a few years ago, required their attention just in case.
Inwardly Tim had had a single conversation with the man, spotted a gaggle of teens who looked happy and sold it to the man on the spot.
When Tim thought over the conversation later, he would call the emotion that came over him jealousy and decide to ignore it.
—- —- —-
“Your highness, it appears Princess Violet will be sealing an audience.”
“Send her in immediately! “ Tucker shouted excitingly, Violet was such a sweet girl, he adored her visits. She usual came with the pretense of picking up her more technically inclined brother but Chad wasn’t here as of late. Which only meant one of three things.
She was coming here to hide.
She was coming in for a check up. (Doubtful.)
Or she was coming here to ask for help.
“Prepare some light snacks, our comfiest seat and coloring pages.” Tucker hoped she was okay, he would never admit it but if he didn’t know any better he would have assumed Violet was Danny’s clone too. In personality at least. Where Dani had gotten Danny’s loud passion, Violet had gotten Danny’s self loathing. Where Dani had his fearless determination Violet had his self sacrificing down to an alarming degree. Dani had her fathers laugh, Violet had his best friends fear of abandonment.
Yeah, Tucker would never admit it but Danny and his ex-arch enemies kid had a lot in common. He sighed oh well. It was fine, if anything it made him and Sam love her all the more. Their niece, their little constellation.
—- —- —-
Billy breathed a sigh of relief. It was good to be back home.
“Captain Marvel, Dr Fate we need to talk. We have a situation.”
Billy sighed he thought to soon.
Zeus: lolz!
Hercules: L L L
Mercury: Run fuck this noise
Billy shushed them, he just wanted to go home. The faster they got threw this the better.
Batman explained.
Solomon: He’s on to us! Kill him!!!
Billy: No we are not killing Batman
Atlas: he’s a threat to our your family Billy, I hate to agree with the old man
Solomon: Hey!
Atlas: but perhaps it’s time to move on
“Captain Marvel are you paying attention. This is serious.”
“Of course of course. But uh what exactly do you want me to do here?”
“I need information.”
“I don’t -“
“Marvel you are a terrible liar, also.” The man dressed as bat shrugged in the direction of superman. Right Superman, a living lie detector.
Billy: well fuck
Mercury: RUN
Solomon: oh is that it? Well then Billy just don’t ‘lie’
Billy could hear the smirk in man’s voice. Well two could play at this game. But first to get Dr.Fate off the field.
“I’m leaving.”
Well never mind then Fate was doing it for him.
Maybe he isn’t so bad after all.
“Dr Fate we need-“
“All is as it should be. Before I am a leaguer I am a Lord of Order. You would all do better to not interfere with which you do not understand.”
Yeah you tell them!
“Especially not with those as vile as demons.”
Billy took it back the bastard could suffer.
In that moment Fate left and two pairs of eyes landed on Billy himself. Goddamn it.
“So … what exactly do you want to know. I’ll do my best but I make no promises to answer everything.”
“THATS -“
“That is enough boys.” Wonder Woman walked in, “We are her to ask for help not interrogate our fellow leaguers. Now then Batman what evidence do you have to think both the girl and Captain Marvel know one another in the first place.”
“ Coordinates“
“What?”
“Coordinates from the demons location line up with the new coordinates you’ve sporadically been taking for the past year or so.”
“Batman that hardly proves-“
“Yes I know her.” Billy wasn’t getting around this, and maybe he could use it to paint Konstelacio in a better light. After all they had to understand, they were his heroes they had to understand that his sister wouldn’t hurt them. Not unless provoked.
—- —- —-
Clark could see Bruce sag in relief, the quest for answers over. But Clark didn’t think it be that easy, Captain Marvel may be immature but his loyalty was relentless. Something in the way he held himself could only leave Clark to believe that Konstelacio had earned that loyalty. Clark looked at Bruce again and sighed instead of voicing his opinion after all it’s not as if he was the detective, no he was just a journalist. Clark eye rolled internally.
“How?”
“She is… my sister in arms.”
Both him and Diana froze.
// … even by demon standards I assume you’re rather young …..//
Clarks hands clenched and unclenched, “What?” He must have heard wrong? Right, right even demons must care about their young.
“She is my sister in arms. She is a good person.”
“A good person, she’s a demon.”
Captain glowered actually glowered at Batman, Clark thought as he twitched to put himself between the two.
“And so is Superman and he’s an alien, so so what? Or is it different because he happens to look like you?”
“Why the hell is a child here?” Hall yelled! Constantine rolled his eyes, “Age is relative … tho even by demon standards I assume you’re rather young eh Sheila ?”
The demon pouted, “My name isn’t Sheila, I told you call me Konstelacio!”
“Right my apologies.”
Damian sneered,”Idiot.” Only to have Dick elbow him,”Don’t.”
“Now then! What do you need?” The girl crossed her arms and slowly paced by the edge of the circle.
“Wait wait hold up! What is the Infinite Realms?”
Demon girl kept on examining the circle, “Exactly what it sounds like.”
“What are you?”
“Rude”
“How old are you?”
“Depends”
“I thought this spell was supposed to be random?”
Dick groaned, “Wally-“ Zatanna put her hand up, “Hold on that actually is an important question. Why did you show up?”
The demons face contorted. “Uh because it’s my job?” Her hands coming up to her chest.
“How do you get a job like this Konstelacio ? This doesn’t exactly seem like a safe job for a kid?” Superman pondered.
She shrugged, “Eh, community service.”
The heroes gapped. Hal’s ring shone, “And what exactly does a demon have to do to be sentenced with community service?”
“None of your business!!!” The girl grew flustered shoulders tensing.
“Was it a violent crime?” Batman questioned
“That’s it I’m leaving!” She stepped closer to the middle of the circle “You humans are so rude!!!”
“Wait wait,” Constantine pleaded “I apologize on behalf of my colleagues. They have simply never met anyone as…” weird, different, odd “magnificent as you o great one!”
She hummed, “Oh no! The Great One is my uncle!!!”
Uncle? What did that even mean?!?! John was gonna have a heart attack at this rate.
“Yes well please don’t leave we truly do need your assistance!”
Batman cleared his throat, “We were trying to reach someone to help us with several world ending threats that have appeared.”
“Yes, you said that you were uh a helpline? Could you connect us with someone else?” Superman spoke in a kind tone.
“Well duh” the girl relaxed, “You need to actually talk about the issue tho and what exactly it is you’re looking for these things can be tricky.”
“Tell me about it. ….ow”
Batman continued, “ There seems to be some sort of disease spreading everywhere as well as a monster running rampant.”
“If it’s a magical monster why not have your magic users take care of it?”
“Captain Marvel and Dr Fate are both currently of world. We also think the disease may also be magic in nature.” Superman butted in.
The demons eyes lit up at the mention of the Captain only to turn to stone right after. Interesting thought Damian this might be useful information.
“ Alright then I’ll need as much info on these issues as I can! Tho I already do have a few ideas on who to contact about it!”
“This is the monster,” Aquaman pulled up photos of a blue glowing dragon in a gold amulet on screen. “It first appeared in Atlantis wreaking havoc in it wake as it took over the mainland along the coast of California. Our magicians were in able to harm it at all! One second it was there the next gone.”
“Uuughgghhhh Aragon!”
Necks almost broke looking back at her.
“Oh great you two know each other,” Constantine’s voice began to rise in pitch, “lovely.”
“What is he? My magic barely did anything to him too!” Zatanna asked
“Yeah,” Wally backed her up, “We couldn’t do anything against that thing!”
“He’s not a thing! He is a ghost his name is Arragon!”
Flash paled, “A ghost?? That thing couldn’t be a ghost !”
“That’s it I’m leaving! You are being rude again!”
John ran towards the circle, “Wait wait hold on now..”
“You are all being so rude! We are people! We have sentience Aragon is a person!” Red hot anger flushed her cheeks as her eyes wavered.
Flash went up to the circle, “You’re right you’re right it’s my fault entirely I’m sorry! Konstelacio!” Barry felt awful the young girl reminded him of Wally before the adoption. Sad and joking. Sad and demanding to be seen for what they are.
“Yeah whatever,” she looked away, “what about the illness ?”
“It started around the same time as the mons- as Aragon arrived. The illness seems to be random causing deterioration of the skin and violent outbursts,” Batman threw the file over the ring of the circle, “Here’s more info.”
“Hhhmm I’m going to be honest I don’t understand half of this stuff. You said it might be magic based?”
WonderWoman nodded, “ Yes I use to hear tales of something similar back on Themyscira. Supposedly it is one of the illnesses Pandora released from her box.”
“Well why didn’t you start with that ? I’m sure NanaDora will be happy to help!”
Diana was shocked, hurt and elated all at once! “Your grandmother is Pandora?! I did not know that she even had a child! I am ecstatic to meet you Konstelacio. Oh my I call you cousin?” This was it! as far apart as the separation between Pandora and Themyscia may be Diana would take any family she could. The loneliness of childhood gnawed at her.
“Oh no! I’m not Pandoras Grandchild!” The girl crossed and uncrossed her arms into an X to show her dismissal, “She is a good mentor! And a wonderful family confidant! If anything she’s like my Nanny.”
Constantine began to sweat buckets.
Diana shouted, “Wait…is Pandora…” lips thinned.
“A ghost ? Yes”
- Tim stared at Konstelacio, she had begun to breathe deeply, averting her eyes from Wonder Woman, feet shuffling together. She was exhibiting shame. And Tim understood the feeling well, that you were too unworthy to even be held in comparison to someone else. Someone whose shoes you could never even dream of filling. “Do Demons have grandmas?” Uhhh speedsters.
“Yes”
“That’s so cool! Who’s yours?”
“I don’t know.”
Oh oh those golden eyes looked tired. As tired as Jason’s eyes had been after his first gala, Dick thought. They may have both been adopted but Jason was treated to so much contempt being from the streets, so much fake pity. /Oh poor kid doesn’t even know who his mom is./Dick knew Jason hated it all.
“I’m sorry!”
“It’s okay. It doesn’t matter.”
/It doesn’t matter Dick! Just drop it!/ the eldest robin frowned.
Damian tsked, “What about your parents? I would suppose even monsters need those? Also landing community service instead of some harsher punishment must mean you have some connection to authority in your ‘realm’ no?”
The little girl grinned, “Yes something like that.”
She has nearly everyone in the room duped, Constantine side eyed the Bats nearly. He knew that smile; a tad too wide eyes, a fraction to tight smile, the inexplicable about of understanding and kindness up until this point… this was the grin of a con artist.
- “I know quite a lot of important people! Why Pandora herself is my nanny! And my supervisor is my uncle.”
“Tsh- is that not a conflict of interest?”
“Doesn’t matter,” John wished he was allowed to smoke in space, “No more wasting time, now that we know you can help us what’s your price?”
“Hhhuuu what? Oh the price for the antidote will have to come later, after all you technically aren’t getting it from me. I’ll have to ask nanna and whoever else decides to help what the want. It’s only fair.”
“We see,” Batman’s low tone sounded. “And the dragon-“
Her hand stuck out shyly, “Tips are always welcomed tho…after all I am still providing a service.”
“We don’t …”
“It takes me a lot of energy and time to help you mortals so much. I’m so tired already.”
Batman’s mouth stilled, “We-“
A blur of red, “Oh are you hungry? Do you need anything? Let me get you a chair, snacks..”
“No no chair! Nothing is going threw that circle !” Constantine yelled, “Do you have any idea what could happen!”
“She’s a child!”
“She’s a demon!”
“Constantine is right.”
“Bats you can’t be serious, just look at her?”
“Flash we know your intentions are in the right place but we just can’t risk it! We also can’t risk not clearly defining what she considers a tip.” Zatanna signed how long have they been here, the girl looked harmless enough but something about her made her skin crawl.
“A favor would be nice! Especially from the red one!”
“See who knows what she could end up asking for.”
“Oh I see I’m sorry,” she looked down dejected, “ I do suppose no one carries favors for ladies around anymore hhhmmm and none of you have handkerchiefs? Awww”
“Why would you want something like that ?!?” Diana was horrified, her to be cousin was a child! No men, man, demon should be giving her favors to begin a courtship! “Flash!”
“Oh no no I wasn’t defending you to-“
“I know I know I just wanted one from you cuz you were nice to me.”
“That’s still doesn’t explain why you would ask for a favor as a tip?” Diana looked as the girl flushed in embarrassment. “I -I -I just want one to show my friends that’s all just to prove that I could get one that’s all! Uummmm cousin???” She hesitated regretful as soon as the word had come out.
“Oh I see are your friends giving you a hard time? Well I say the only one that would be appropriate to give you such a thing would be Robin… the youngest that is.”
The bats looked back at Damian oh dear lord sweat god don’t -
“Tch- here.”
Oh
Damian tossed a handkerchief towards the circle. “You just carry a handkerchief with you?” “Of course I do I’m not a heathen unlike you Drake.”
The toss was barely thrown in her direction when it disappeared entirely. “Where…”
“No worries I just put it in my inventory. Now then I’ll be on my way.”
“Wait!”
“Huh?” Big doe eyes blinked up at them all in confusion.
“The dragon! What about that thi- guy.” Hal scruffed out.
The girl brightened up, “Oh you don’t have to pay me anything for that! After all Aragon the one that broke his patrol. So I’m sure as soon as I send my report someone will come deal with it eventually.”
“Eventually?!” Hal’s hand hit the table, who was this kid?
“Well yes, tons of reports go in everyday! It is the INFINITE realms after all! Who knows when they’ll get to yours.” She shrugged as if it was all just a matter of convenience as if that very dragon haven’t terrorized and destroyed lives throwing its tantrum.
Superman chewed his lip, as this meeting contributed to drag on he had no doubt Aragon would continue to destroy everything in its path. “Wait what about your connection, surely you know someone that can help ? What about your supervisor uncle ?” Clark needed this to stop, he couldn’t even land a punch on this guy. Nothing worked and he was already weak to magic. This has to stop.
“Well I suppose I can but it’ll cost you.”
“Wait just a minute!”
“Do we even have anything you want?” Clark raked his mind over ideas in his head, for a tip all she had wanted was a handkerchief an old school way of showing off to her friends like any normal girl. “We don’t have much but I’m sure we could think of something???”
“It’s okay Mr. Superman.” Konstelacio lite up “I’ll just take something you mortals don’t really think about hhhmmm something small.”
Hal sighed as he leaned back, “You sure we can’t just give her a dog?”
“Ugh fuck this mate I need a light,” forget not being allowed to smoke up here all these idiot we’re getting on John’s last nerve, “Ugh drat! I could have sworn I had my lighter in my pocket.”
“Oh you mortals losing things in your own pocket. Oh that’s what I want in return!”
“A lighter? Smoking is -“
“I want your pockets.”
“What do you mean?”
The devil grinned, “Your pockets, empty them.”
#@starkcravingmad
“Well then,” John huffed out a cloud of smoke “that could have gone worse.”
“Debrief in 10.” Batman stalked towards a nearby meeting room. This hadn’t gone at all as he thought it would. Bruce hated unknown variables and right now his ignorance could have cost them dearly. He needed to know as much about magic society as he could before Konstelacio came back with the cure. Something about all of this just didn’t sit right.
Sure the child had seemed happy and calm. All to willing to help for a low price. But she was defensive even before the perceived insults landed. Like his sons, like Tim, waiting for the rug to be pulled under them. Scared but joking, happy. Until a dark look passed over her face, happiness flying away the moment Dr.Fate was mentioned. That look reminded Bruce of just how dangerous this demon was and just how much he need to prepare for everything. He refused to lose anyone else, not now not ever.
—- —- —-
The demon unfolded her legs from underneath her, legs scraping against each other with a metallic rasp. She held the handkerchief up to the sun, spots of blood disappearing into the air. She exhaled overwhelmed, stomach sinking as she inhaled rage filled.
She didn’t have to answer every summons, doing so would be a waste of time. She had even been told to avoid the Justice League all together. But when she had sensed Batman of all people on the other side she had to. She had to know, her family her sweet precious family would be moving to Gotham soon. Her brothers had reassured her that everything would be fine but this this wasn’t fine at all.
She hated them she hated them with every fiber of her being why ! Why! Why! Did she have to bump into this again! This time will be different tho she promised, this time no one was going to get hurt. She refuses to lose anyone else, not now not ever again!
She crumpled her new handkerchief into her fist. She, she had work to do. Gotham was no longer as safe as she had assumed it to be.
Not when Batman was working with an Al Ghul.
#@busterkeel
Ghost Helpline Part 5
“Tt-” Damian opened his phone as soon as he received the second notification, his ‘colleges’ were making too much insipid noise.
“What just happened,” Hal held his head in his hands. He really thought nothing else’s could surprise him anymore. Monsters, magic, hell Hal dealt with aliens everyday… yeah right he dealt with aliens every day. Different cultures, values and morals. And after all what’s an interdenominational demon but another type of alien? Hal settled down next to Barry, this wasn’t bad. Right this wasn’t bad at all kids an are still just kids no matter the species.
Clark took control of the meeting outlining everything that had happened and going over the next steps with the magicians. Constantine insured everyone that there was such a thing as ‘good’ demon, but that they were not the type to want to involve themselves with humans … like at all. Which left the group at an impasse.
“I’m not saying she’s evil or anything! She might just be a sweet girl but she is still dangerous. Demons are known for their greed and deception. Even if she isn’t strong enough to fight any of us she can just as easily trick one of you idiots out of your lives.” John hated all of this. He hated working with the justice losers, he hated himself for dragging a kid into this mess and he was just so tired.
Red Robin fingers were clicking quick and sharp, making a file on Konstelacio. Writing down looks, personality and of course theories. “Tim! You can’t just put in “ex-criminal” or “disease” maybe her skin is just like that!”
“Then why wasn’t any of it on her face?”
“Tt- unlike the rest of you, some of us are actually doing something important here.”
“Robin we are trying to strategize-“
“Yes well I am am trying to zero in on her location.”
The room quieted.
“Robin report.”
“She was in Wisconsin a few minutes ago, some forest in the middle of nowhere. I’ll share the coordinates.” Dick was absolutely appalled, “When did you put a tracker on her?!?! Oh my god what if she figures it out and comes back to hurt you! What were you thinking?” Wait… no, oh damn it Damian, “It was on the handkerchief wasn’t it?” That’s why Damian had been so ready to part with it. He would admit that it was clever, but this was his little brother! Dick had every right to worry.
“Well where is she now?”
“Pismo, California where else.”
Barry felt Hal tense next to him, “Bear, Bear please tell me that isn’t where the dragon is.”
——- —- —- —- —- —- —- —— —— —— —— ——
Billy Batson boarded the javelin, missions with Dr. Fate were the worst! He missed Nelson. The man had a way of making conversation, of keeping Nabu silent. This new Dr Fate just didn’t know went to stop, and was just so uptight! No wonder Klarion hates the guy.
Billy sighed at least he’d be home soon. Well one of them at least… he wondered if his family would be done moving into the new house yet. Ugh Gotham
Ghost Helpline part 7
“What exactly did she say?”
“I’m telling you bats she just went ‘Questions cost extra’ and then the two of them just disappeared into thin air!!” Arsenal couldn’t fucking believe this, they had been talking in circles for five minutes. The girl left Roy feeling off balance, she creeped him out. There he said it she creeped him the fuck out! A part of him was so unsettled by her all he wanted to do was shoot both those fuckers and be done with it. Then he pushed that unpleasantness down and looked again. All he saw was a tired tired kid. Had he ever been that tired as Speedy? Now he was pushing all those feelings down again because now he didn’t want to kill her or sympathize with her, he guessed some part of being a father had made him weak, now all he wanted were answers!!
Tim was begging to grow worried for Bruce Batman. It was clear to Tim that he was spiraling, understandably, all security forage in the watchtower had come up as static. Glitching widely, the best picture they could capture was of the floor covered in fire Konstelacios metallic boots in the corner. There were no leads; no ancient murals, crumbling statues or off handed anecdotes in a dead man’s journal. Nothing. And according to the team on dragon watch duty there were possibly even more threatening players involved. A group of people strong enough to take down a villain that thwaped Superman like a fly. It was unnerving for Tim, which only meant it must be driving Bruce Batman up a wall. Tim worried.
—- — —-
Konstelacio arrived at Masters Manor with her friend approximately 10 minutes later. A headache forming in between her ears and a sigh escaping her.
All of her brothers ran about packing their things, “See I told you she’d be back! She’s fine.” Konstelacio didn’t bother to check which one of them had spoken, it hardly mattered.
“I’m heading down to the lab, I need to use the portal.” No one answered as she took Aragons hand and descended the steps.
“Whelp, time to face the music buddy.” She pouted, listening to Uncle Dans lecture was going to be a pain.
—— — — —-
Booster came back three days after the meeting, a whole day and a half before Captain Marvel, with a massive concussion .It was a mistake.
DC/DP Crossover Idea #35
Danny manages to convince the Justice League that he’s just a hundreds of years old being that’s stuck with a baby face, which leads to him being able to do dangerous missions and other things that he wouldn’t have been able to do if they knew his actual age.
However he has do deal adult things like them wanting to consume alcohol and Danny’s fine with a lot of things, fighting in near death situations? Sure why not. But underage drinking? No, Jazz raised him better than that.
So now Danny has to think of why he doesn’t do certain things that your average hundreds of years old being would do, like drinking apparently.
He manages to absolutely fuck himself over when his mind completely blanks and Danny straight up says he’s pregnant.
Constantine wasn’t upset no no of course not … he was fucking pissed!!!
How on earth was this his life now??? He grabbed as many totems and charms as he could. They were going to need as much luck as they could get their hands on.
-
“Bloody fucking Hell this is by far the worst idea I have ever heard and I want absolutely no part of it!!!”
“John”
“Don’t you John me Z! This is obviously a bad idea!!!”
WonderWoman sighed, “We understand the risks but we are out of options.”
“Pppfff as if we wanted you here in the first place pal”
“Hal!”
“What it’s true if this spell? Summoning? Offering? What ever the hell it’s called didn’t require two magicians we would have just let Zatanna do it!”
“Stop it everyone we cannot be fighting amongst ourselves right now! We have to be ready for anything that happens and whoever decides to help us.” Superman crossed his arms. “Uh question, I get the whole dabbling in magical creatures equal bad but uhhh who or what are we doing exactly?” Wally said offhandedly to Robin(Dick)
“That’s just the thing … we don’t know this Circle is essentially an open invitation to anyone who can help us,” Zatanna sighed “Which means we have to be ready for the worst including whatever it is this creature may want in exchange.” “Oh yeah,” John huffed “Our first born, blood of a virgin, Superman’s soul totally nothing we need to worry about or take to mean We. should. Not. Do. this! !”
Batman ‘cleverly’ choose that moment to walk in, “Alright then start it up.”
Magic is always hard to describe; the colors, and motion like something out a fantasy but this ? This was inexplicable as the candles rose to the ceiling, smoke filled their eyes and the sound of, well -some kind- of animal shook their ears. Then as fast as it came it was gone, as they adjusted to the scene they saw who now occupied the middle of the circle.
Horns
“Bollocks it just had to be a devil.”
Black hair sloppily put into twin buns, held together by … twine???
Superman’s eyebrows creased in slight confusion.
Tan skin painted black in the pattern of an old broken glass on their arms.
Flash stilled next to his nephew.
A scar from a blade ran across one half of their face.
WonderWoman lowered her lasso.
Gold eyes.
Zatanna felt uncomfortable.
There in the circle stood what they would all guess to be a 12 maybe 14 year old???
Batman’s stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable.
“What the ….-“
“Hello Mortals! You have reached the Infinite Realms HelpLine! You may call me Konstelacio! How may I be of assistance?”
Flash was buzzing around like a social butterfly. Handing out drinks and talking with everyone he saw, it was time for another ‘Woohoo no one died party’. He saved Hal for last crashing into him on the sofa, next to their newest league member.
It had been awkward at first trying to navigate topics of discussion with Phantom. It was unclear exactly what was and wasn’t okay to ask a ghost. And wow ghosts one they could actually see unlike Boston … it really made Barry think about life more huh.
Hal raised a cup to Phantom again who was beginning to look out out, “Come on Phantom! This is a party! No one’s gonna get in your case for drinking! Even if you do look like a kid squirt!”
“Can’t”
“Aww come on!”
“Can’t”
“Please”
“Nope”
“Just one!”
“Can’t”
“Why noooootttt?”
Barry winced he understood what Hal was doing but pestering someone to drink was like wrong and annoying. Some people just didn’t drink, maybe it had something to do with ghost biology??? “Hal maybe you should-“
“Drinking is bad for the baby.”
Everything stopped. Absolutely everything. You could hear a pin drop.
“Whoa what did you just say.”
“Drinking is badly for the baby.”
“What baby??”
Phantom swirled to actually look at Green lantern, eyebrow raised.
“My baby? I’m pregnant…”
Chaos utter chaos
—— —- ——
DC/DP Crossover Idea #35
Danny manages to convince the Justice League that he’s just a hundreds of years old being that’s stuck with a baby face, which leads to him being able to do dangerous missions and other things that he wouldn’t have been able to do if they knew his actual age.
However he has do deal adult things like them wanting to consume alcohol and Danny’s fine with a lot of things, fighting in near death situations? Sure why not. But underage drinking? No, Jazz raised him better than that.
So now Danny has to think of why he doesn’t do certain things that your average hundreds of years old being would do, like drinking apparently.
He manages to absolutely fuck himself over when his mind completely blanks and Danny straight up says he’s pregnant.
Ghost Helpline part 6
Green Arrow, Black Canary, martian Marnhunter and a gaggle of side kicks were probably not the best group to be handling a dragon. A dragon none of them could touch, it would just go threw everything. Especially arrows.
“I’m just a guy with some arrows I didn’t ask for all this magic and monsters nonsense.”
Arsenal snickered, “Its actually called Dungeons and Dragons Ollie.”
“I hate all of you.”
For now the dragon was sleeping, laid out the sand puffing smoke out of his nose. Having decided not to go threw with his threat of burning everything to ashes. If Ollie was being generous the monster almost seemed… depressed. Giving up his fight half heartedly, the beast had knocked Superman out of the air! He could definitely beat them but the dragon only stared at Arrow before grumbling deciding to nap, “What’s the point ? You humans are going to light yourselves on fire anyway.”
That was over an hour now and everyone sans the Marians were starting to grow jumpy. Inviting Constantine was always a headache, and the plan to collect help seemed down right batshit insane. But it wasn’t on Oliver so what could he do? He was just a guy with arrows.
——- ——- ——-
An hour, then another, then one more before a girl showed up. She looked unusual but he’s seen weirder. “Hey! Whose sidekick is this ? Who let her out onto the field? Get outta there kids.” Ollie pulled back an arrow, knowing full well it wouldn’t do anything against the giant lizard, but it was better than doing nothing.
She wasn’t even flying, she was just walking up to it. Like it was nothing she didn’t even seem scared just annoyed. “Hey! Somebody stop her be-“ the Martian hushed him,”Wait, look.”
Back straight, head held high, arms behind her, like a soldier. And Oliver would know he was well acquainted with a few, Stewart not withstanding. What was she- “Aaragon. You should not be here.” Her voice was loud, not commanding but stilled. She was, oh god this kid was nagging a dragon!
“I’m not angry…”
Oh my god no!
“I’m just disappointed.”
Green Arrow relaxed his arms, chuckling. The dragon, Aaragon actually looked shame faced.
—- ——
~Back at the watchtower~
Hal’s head was spinning, “We have to go after her!”
“Red Robin pull up a video feed now. Someone call in. We are not running into this situation without- “
“Bats shes just some kid!”
“She is an interdenominational being of unknown power who insisted she could take care of it. Call. Manhunter. first.”
—- —- —-
“What’s wrong this time Aragon I swear to CW if this is about a girl again.” Konstelacio dragged a hand down her face, ugh at least it was Aragon.
The two argued as the heroes regrouped to watch the show, uhh to gather intel.
“Come on now Aragon! What happened ! What are you really upset about? You haven’t gone off on a rage like this in months! Don’t make me call for help.”
“I don’t need help! And that’s Prince Aragon to you!”
Arsenal cringed, that couldn’t have been the right thing to say.
“No it isn’t, your sister has graciously allowed for you to have your title reinstated ONLY if you get help!” The girl huffed proud and tired. “And you were doing so good at foundling Aragon! What happened? You know I cant judge you. “ she snorted “I’m not Walker.”
“I don’t need counseling! I hate it! I hate everything! I hate humans!”
Konstelacio felt shaky in a sad way, she knew this speech. “That’s not how therapy works Aragon, you know that.”
“She’s right,” Black Canary stepped up. It was obvious the two beings knew each other and one of them was hurting. She approached softly, she was also the only one that could land a hit on this thing- even if she had to resort to ruining her voice. In case she was wrong she needed to be close enough to push the girl away.
The behemoth roared, “What would you know human!” Aragon snarled claws snapping around the girl!
Covering her, protecting her. Oh.
“Oh what did they do this time? Did they hurt you?”
Aragons neck rose, “As if these puny mortals could land a blow on the might Prince Aragon!”
“Ex Prince.”
“Gggrrrr!”
“Ether talk to me or let’s go home. You know we’re not supposed to be here.”
Aragon hummed looking down on the heroes, Arsenal hated it.
“It’s all gone.”
“What? What’s all gone?”
A low rumble emoted from the dragons despair, “Everything! My home! My castle! My kingdom ! Everything’s changed.”
“I’m sorry Aragon,” Konstelacio has been alive centuries and tried to acted it but in moments like this she felt small, so small.
“I am to, I didn’t mean to come to the living realm at all. I knew I was getting angry so I went out where I couldn’t damage sisters reputation anymore. I stubbles into a natural portal and just.”
“I understand suddenly being underwater must have been really scary for a fire user.” She missed the ocean… she the ancient ships not so much. “But why didn’t you come back afterwards! Honestly! I was starting to get worried -“
“No you weren’t.”
“What?” - Dinah pursed her lips closed, she had treated people like this before, she wanted to help, this girl was out of her depth.
“You didn’t even notice I was gone! No body noticed I was gone! Sister didn’t notice I was gone.” Aragon was frustrated, angry seething red. Things were perfect the way it was before! So what if he made some mistakes ruling after their parents died? And so what is Dora hated him? She doesn’t know anything! She doesn’t know how hard he had to work to keep everything together! .. so what if she was scared of him? He had been doing everything for her right? He had been… he was…
“I -I -iii”
“And it just made you madder right?” Black canary tiptoed, “Just made you feel like no one cares about you. Like you need to lash out to even be seen. I understand where you’re coming from. Your friend is right therapy is a long process and is bound to come with set backs and that’s okay. But you can’t just give up. Someone as strong as you is bound to push threw!”
Konstelacios throat filled with acid,“I’m sorry Aragon I didn’t know I’m a bad friend, please come home ? I promise to check in on you more. I’ll even blackmail FrightNight to hangout with us!”
“You would blackmail the FrightNight! For me?”
“I’d blackmail General Dan for you man!” The girl chuckled, “Tho speaking of the general we are going to have to check in with him.”
The beast moved back, and just what in the world was their general to make a literal dragon scared?????
“It’s okay Aragon I’ll do all the talking.” She winked up at the creature.
“Alright I’ll go back.” The mammoth of a livers pulled himself up towering over everyone, the girl didn’t flinch.
The blue ghost looked over at the heroes, “Thank you Healer for your words, I had not know I need to hear them. Kkhhmm and thank you green one the sight of a human closer to my time is … comforting I suppose. Archers are a rarity these days.”
The demon smiled finally time to go home!
“Wait, please excuse my interruption I have a few questions to ask miss Konstelacio.”
Aragon had begun to shrink into that of a young man, eighteen in medieval attire, instantly he was leaning over the girls shoulder. Protective. “And who are you?”
“Hello, My name is Martian manhunter.”
Ghost Helpline Part 5
“Tt-” Damian opened his phone as soon as he received the second notification, his ‘colleges’ were making too much insipid noise.
“What just happened,” Hal held his head in his hands. He really thought nothing else’s could surprise him anymore. Monsters, magic, hell Hal dealt with aliens everyday… yeah right he dealt with aliens every day. Different cultures, values and morals. And after all what’s an interdenominational demon but another type of alien? Hal settled down next to Barry, this wasn’t bad. Right this wasn’t bad at all kids an are still just kids no matter the species.
Clark took control of the meeting outlining everything that had happened and going over the next steps with the magicians. Constantine insured everyone that there was such a thing as ‘good’ demon, but that they were not the type to want to involve themselves with humans … like at all. Which left the group at an impasse.
“I’m not saying she’s evil or anything! She might just be a sweet girl but she is still dangerous. Demons are known for their greed and deception. Even if she isn’t strong enough to fight any of us she can just as easily trick one of you idiots out of your lives.” John hated all of this. He hated working with the justice losers, he hated himself for dragging a kid into this mess and he was just so tired.
Red Robin fingers were clicking quick and sharp, making a file on Konstelacio. Writing down looks, personality and of course theories. “Tim! You can’t just put in “ex-criminal” or “disease” maybe her skin is just like that!”
“Then why wasn’t any of it on her face?”
“Tt- unlike the rest of you, some of us are actually doing something important here.”
“Robin we are trying to strategize-“
“Yes well I am am trying to zero in on her location.”
The room quieted.
“Robin report.”
“She was in Wisconsin a few minutes ago, some forest in the middle of nowhere. I’ll share the coordinates.” Dick was absolutely appalled, “When did you put a tracker on her?!?! Oh my god what if she figures it out and comes back to hurt you! What were you thinking?” Wait… no, oh damn it Damian, “It was on the handkerchief wasn’t it?” That’s why Damian had been so ready to part with it. He would admit that it was clever, but this was his little brother! Dick had every right to worry.
“Well where is she now?”
“Pismo, California where else.”
Barry felt Hal tense next to him, “Bear, Bear please tell me that isn’t where the dragon is.”
——- —- —- —- —- —- —- —— —— —— —— ——
Billy Batson boarded the javelin, missions with Dr. Fate were the worst! He missed Nelson. The man had a way of making conversation, of keeping Nabu silent. This new Dr Fate just didn’t know went to stop, and was just so uptight! No wonder Klarion hates the guy.
Billy sighed at least he’d be home soon. Well one of them at least… he wondered if his family would be done moving into the new house yet. Ugh Gotham
I feel like I will add Booster Gold to the family … maybe … just because I know it’ll fuck with the JL heads.
Ghost Helpline
Like just-
Everyone running around trying to figure this shit out fucking freaking out about everything.
Booster takes one look at this “threat” Konstelacio: oh Konny!!! I wonder what she’s been up to lately hopefully not pulling anymore jobs for CW anymore last time I heard she was sentenced to community service or something
….
Booster what the fuck?????
Hey there this is the family tree I promised everyone- sorry that it’s so ugly! Like really ugly :(
Anyway this is what going to appear later on in my story #Ghost Helpline :)
So if you guys think I should change anything please let me know I love and value all your opinions!!!!
For reference the Black is what the heroes see, pink are titles ghosts call them that the heroes can’t see, and green it just for the readers!!! Green are their “human names” after all if everyone’s names lined up perfectly it would be a … dead giveaway! Lolz
Xs are for thee clones that didn’t make it….
Red is their species
Honorable mention to #@ean-sovukau who made a similar post check their stuff!!!
And #@obsessedwithstarwars they had some great ideas!!!
Ghost helpline part 4. “Well then,” John huffed out a cloud of smoke “that could have gone worse.”
“Debrief in 10.” Batman stalked towards a nearby meeting room. This hadn’t gone at all as he thought it would. Bruce hated unknown variables and right now his ignorance could have cost them dearly. He needed to know as much about magic society as he could before Konstelacio came back with the cure. Something about all of this just didn’t sit right.
Sure the child had seemed happy and calm. All to willing to help for a low price. But she was defensive even before the perceived insults landed. Like his sons, like Tim, waiting for the rug to be pulled under them. Scared but joking, happy. Until a dark look passed over her face, happiness flying away the moment Dr.Fate was mentioned. That look reminded Bruce of just how dangerous this demon was and just how much he need to prepare for everything. He refused to lose anyone else, not now not ever.
—- —- —-
The demon unfolded her legs from underneath her, legs scraping against each other with a metallic rasp. She held the handkerchief up to the sun, spots of blood disappearing into the air. She exhaled overwhelmed, stomach sinking as she inhaled rage filled.
She didn’t have to answer every summons, doing so would be a waste of time. She had even been told to avoid the Justice League all together. But when she had sensed Batman of all people on the other side she had to. She had to know, her family her sweet precious family would be moving to Gotham soon. Her brothers had reassured her that everything would be fine but this this wasn’t fine at all.
She hated them she hated them with every fiber of her being why ! Why! Why! Did she have to bump into this again! This time will be different tho she promised, this time no one was going to get hurt. She refuses to lose anyone else, not now not ever again!
She crumpled her new handkerchief into her fist. She, she had work to do. Gotham was no longer as safe as she had assumed it to be.
Not when Batman was working with an Al Ghul.
#@busterkeel
Thinking up some names for Vlads clone kids
Both real names and fake out names, Billy totally wouldn’t just tell them his name, oh and titles!!!
Gonna draw a “family tree” soon lolz
There are going to be 7 surviving clones.
I’m thinking of making three triplets and naming them rhyming names a la “Huey, Duey and Luey”. (Ducktales)
Having trouble deciding on names cuz I feel like with 7 different people named them and then there is something only Vlad calls them, much like “little badger”.
Also should I make profile posts about Vlads kids ?
Ghost Helpline part 3. Diana was shocked, hurt and elated all at once! “Your grandmother is Pandora?! I did not know that she even had a child! I am ecstatic to meet you Konstelacio. Oh my I call you cousin?” This was it! as far apart as the separation between Pandora and Themyscia may be Diana would take any family she could. The loneliness of childhood gnawed at her.
“Oh no! I’m not Pandoras Grandchild!” The girl crossed and uncrossed her arms into an X to show her dismissal, “She is a good mentor! And a wonderful family confidant! If anything she’s like my Nanny.”
Constantine began to sweat buckets.
Diana shouted, “Wait…is Pandora…” lips thinned.
“A ghost ? Yes”
- Tim stared at Konstelacio, she had begun to breathe deeply, averting her eyes from Wonder Woman, feet shuffling together. She was exhibiting shame. And Tim understood the feeling well, that you were too unworthy to even be held in comparison to someone else. Someone whose shoes you could never even dream of filling. “Do Demons have grandmas?” Uhhh speedsters.
“Yes”
“That’s so cool! Who’s yours?”
“I don’t know.”
Oh oh those golden eyes looked tired. As tired as Jason’s eyes had been after his first gala, Dick thought. They may have both been adopted but Jason was treated to so much contempt being from the streets, so much fake pity. /Oh poor kid doesn’t even know who his mom is./Dick knew Jason hated it all.
“I’m sorry!”
“It’s okay. It doesn’t matter.”
/It doesn’t matter Dick! Just drop it!/ the eldest robin frowned.
Damian tsked, “What about your parents? I would suppose even monsters need those? Also landing community service instead of some harsher punishment must mean you have some connection to authority in your ‘realm’ no?”
The little girl grinned, “Yes something like that.”
She has nearly everyone in the room duped, Constantine side eyed the Bats nearly. He knew that smile; a tad too wide eyes, a fraction to tight smile, the inexplicable about of understanding and kindness up until this point… this was the grin of a con artist.
- “I know quite a lot of important people! Why Pandora herself is my nanny! And my supervisor is my uncle.”
“Tsh- is that not a conflict of interest?”
“Doesn’t matter,” John wished he was allowed to smoke in space, “No more wasting time, now that we know you can help us what’s your price?”
“Hhhuuu what? Oh the price for the antidote will have to come later, after all you technically aren’t getting it from me. I’ll have to ask nanna and whoever else decides to help what the want. It’s only fair.”
“We see,” Batman’s low tone sounded. “And the dragon-“
Her hand stuck out shyly, “Tips are always welcomed tho…after all I am still providing a service.”
“We don’t …”
“It takes me a lot of energy and time to help you mortals so much. I’m so tired already.”
Batman’s mouth stilled, “We-“
A blur of red, “Oh are you hungry? Do you need anything? Let me get you a chair, snacks..”
“No no chair! Nothing is going threw that circle !” Constantine yelled, “Do you have any idea what could happen!”
“She’s a child!”
“She’s a demon!”
“Constantine is right.”
“Bats you can’t be serious, just look at her?”
“Flash we know your intentions are in the right place but we just can’t risk it! We also can’t risk not clearly defining what she considers a tip.” Zatanna signed how long have they been here, the girl looked harmless enough but something about her made her skin crawl.
“A favor would be nice! Especially from the red one!”
“See who knows what she could end up asking for.”
“Oh I see I’m sorry,” she looked down dejected, “ I do suppose no one carries favors for ladies around anymore hhhmmm and none of you have handkerchiefs? Awww”
“Why would you want something like that ?!?” Diana was horrified, her to be cousin was a child! No men, man, demon should be giving her favors to begin a courtship! “Flash!”
“Oh no no I wasn’t defending you to-“
“I know I know I just wanted one from you cuz you were nice to me.”
“That’s still doesn’t explain why you would ask for a favor as a tip?” Diana looked as the girl flushed in embarrassment. “I -I -I just want one to show my friends that’s all just to prove that I could get one that’s all! Uummmm cousin???” She hesitated regretful as soon as the word had come out.
“Oh I see are your friends giving you a hard time? Well I say the only one that would be appropriate to give you such a thing would be Robin… the youngest that is.”
The bats looked back at Damian oh dear lord sweat god don’t -
“Tch- here.”
Oh
Damian tossed a handkerchief towards the circle. “You just carry a handkerchief with you?” “Of course I do I’m not a heathen unlike you Drake.”
The toss was barely thrown in her direction when it disappeared entirely. “Where…”
“No worries I just put it in my inventory. Now then I’ll be on my way.”
“Wait!”
“Huh?” Big doe eyes blinked up at them all in confusion.
“The dragon! What about that thi- guy.” Hal scruffed out.
The girl brightened up, “Oh you don’t have to pay me anything for that! After all Aragon the one that broke his patrol. So I’m sure as soon as I send my report someone will come deal with it eventually.”
“Eventually?!” Hal’s hand hit the table, who was this kid?
“Well yes, tons of reports go in everyday! It is the INFINITE realms after all! Who knows when they’ll get to yours.” She shrugged as if it was all just a matter of convenience as if that very dragon haven’t terrorized and destroyed lives throwing its tantrum.
Superman chewed his lip, as this meeting contributed to drag on he had no doubt Aragon would continue to destroy everything in its path. “Wait what about your connection, surely you know someone that can help ? What about your supervisor uncle ?” Clark needed this to stop, he couldn’t even land a punch on this guy. Nothing worked and he was already weak to magic. This has to stop.
“Well I suppose I can but it’ll cost you.”
“Wait just a minute!”
“Do we even have anything you want?” Clark raked his mind over ideas in his head, for a tip all she had wanted was a handkerchief an old school way of showing off to her friends like any normal girl. “We don’t have much but I’m sure we could think of something???”
“It’s okay Mr. Superman.” Konstelacio lite up “I’ll just take something you mortals don’t really think about hhhmmm something small.”
Hal sighed as he leaned back, “You sure we can’t just give her a dog?”
“Ugh fuck this mate I need a light,” forget not being allowed to smoke up here all these idiot we’re getting on John’s last nerve, “Ugh drat! I could have sworn I had my lighter in my pocket.”
“Oh you mortals losing things in your own pocket. Oh that’s what I want in return!”
“A lighter? Smoking is -“
“I want your pockets.”
“What do you mean?”
The devil grinned, “Your pockets, empty them.”
#@starkcravingmad
Jazz finds the heroes knowing or helping her and her family a complete conflict of interest and essentially bands them from meeting.
Serveral heroes getting anxiety because there is now a list of people they are not allowed to save!!?!???!
Danny seeing a hero and bolting!
Them confused: are you hurt? A villain? Scared?!? Why are you running away from me?!?
Danny: we aren’t supposed to meet ever!!! Get away!
Dp x DC prompt
Jazz takes a job as a therapist for the league.
Helpline part 2 “Why the hell is a child here?” Hall yelled! Constantine rolled his eyes, “Age is relative … tho even by demon standards I assume you’re rather young eh Sheila ?”
The demon pouted, “My name isn’t Sheila, I told you call me Konstelacio!”
“Right my apologies.”
Damian sneered,”Idiot.” Only to have Dick elbow him,”Don’t.”
“Now then! What do you need?” The girl crossed her arms and slowly paced by the edge of the circle.
“Wait wait hold up! What is the Infinite Realms?”
Demon girl kept on examining the circle, “Exactly what it sounds like.”
“What are you?”
“Rude”
“How old are you?”
“Depends”
“I thought this spell was supposed to be random?”
Dick groaned, “Wally-“ Zatanna put her hand up, “Hold on that actually is an important question. Why did you show up?”
The demons face contorted. “Uh because it’s my job?” Her hands coming up to her chest.
“How do you get a job like this Konstelacio ? This doesn’t exactly seem like a safe job for a kid?” Superman pondered.
She shrugged, “Eh, community service.”
The heroes gapped. Hal’s ring shone, “And what exactly does a demon have to do to be sentenced with community service?”
“None of your business!!!” The girl grew flustered shoulders tensing.
“Was it a violent crime?” Batman questioned
“That’s it I’m leaving!” She stepped closer to the middle of the circle “You humans are so rude!!!”
“Wait wait,” Constantine pleaded “I apologize on behalf of my colleagues. They have simply never met anyone as…” weird, different, odd “magnificent as you o great one!”
She hummed, “Oh no! The Great One is my uncle!!!”
Uncle? What did that even mean?!?! John was gonna have a heart attack at this rate.
“Yes well please don’t leave we truly do need your assistance!”
Batman cleared his throat, “We were trying to reach someone to help us with several world ending threats that have appeared.”
“Yes, you said that you were uh a helpline? Could you connect us with someone else?” Superman spoke in a kind tone.
“Well duh” the girl relaxed, “You need to actually talk about the issue tho and what exactly it is you’re looking for these things can be tricky.”
“Tell me about it. ….ow”
Batman continued, “ There seems to be some sort of disease spreading everywhere as well as a monster running rampant.”
“If it’s a magical monster why not have your magic users take care of it?”
“Captain Marvel and Dr Fate are both currently of world. We also think the disease may also be magic in nature.” Superman butted in.
The demons eyes lit up at the mention of the Captain only to turn to stone right after. Interesting thought Damian this might be useful information.
“ Alright then I’ll need as much info on these issues as I can! Tho I already do have a few ideas on who to contact about it!”
“This is the monster,” Aquaman pulled up photos of a blue glowing dragon in a gold amulet on screen. “It first appeared in Atlantis wreaking havoc in it wake as it took over the mainland along the coast of California. Our magicians were in able to harm it at all! One second it was there the next gone.”
“Uuughgghhhh Aragon!”
Necks almost broke looking back at her.
“Oh great you two know each other,” Constantine’s voice began to rise in pitch, “lovely.”
“What is he? My magic barely did anything to him too!” Zatanna asked
“Yeah,” Wally backed her up, “We couldn’t do anything against that thing!”
“He’s not a thing! He is a ghost his name is Arragon!”
Flash paled, “A ghost?? That thing couldn’t be a ghost !”
“That’s it I’m leaving! You are being rude again!”
John ran towards the circle, “Wait wait hold on now..”
“You are all being so rude! We are people! We have sentience Aragon is a person!” Red hot anger flushed her cheeks as her eyes wavered.
Flash went up to the circle, “You’re right you’re right it’s my fault entirely I’m sorry! Konstelacio!” Barry felt awful the young girl reminded him of Wally before the adoption. Sad and joking. Sad and demanding to be seen for what they are.
“Yeah whatever,” she looked away, “what about the illness ?”
“It started around the same time as the mons- as Aragon arrived. The illness seems to be random causing deterioration of the skin and violent outbursts,” Batman threw the file over the ring of the circle, “Here’s more info.”
“Hhhmm I’m going to be honest I don’t understand half of this stuff. You said it might be magic based?”
WonderWoman nodded, “ Yes I use to hear tales of something similar back on Themyscira. Supposedly it is one of the illnesses Pandora released from her box.”
“Well why didn’t you start with that ? I’m sure NanaDora will be happy to help!”
Ghost Helpline Part 1
Constantine wasn’t upset no no of course not … he was fucking pissed!!!
How on earth was this his life now??? He grabbed as many totems and charms as he could. They were going to need as much luck as they could get their hands on.
-
“Bloody fucking Hell this is by far the worst idea I have ever heard and I want absolutely no part of it!!!”
“John”
“Don’t you John me Z! This is obviously a bad idea!!!”
WonderWoman sighed, “We understand the risks but we are out of options.”
“Pppfff as if we wanted you here in the first place pal”
“Hal!”
“What it’s true if this spell? Summoning? Offering? What ever the hell it’s called didn’t require two magicians we would have just let Zatanna do it!”
“Stop it everyone we cannot be fighting amongst ourselves right now! We have to be ready for anything that happens and whoever decides to help us.” Superman crossed his arms. “Uh question, I get the whole dabbling in magical creatures equal bad but uhhh who or what are we doing exactly?” Wally said offhandedly to Robin(Dick)
“That’s just the thing … we don’t know this Circle is essentially an open invitation to anyone who can help us,” Zatanna sighed “Which means we have to be ready for the worst including whatever it is this creature may want in exchange.” “Oh yeah,” John huffed “Our first born, blood of a virgin, Superman’s soul totally nothing we need to worry about or take to mean We. should. Not. Do. this! !”
Batman ‘cleverly’ choose that moment to walk in, “Alright then start it up.”
Magic is always hard to describe; the colors, and motion like something out a fantasy but this ? This was inexplicable as the candles rose to the ceiling, smoke filled their eyes and the sound of, well -some kind- of animal shook their ears. Then as fast as it came it was gone, as they adjusted to the scene they saw who now occupied the middle of the circle.
Horns
“Bollocks it just had to be a devil.”
Black hair sloppily put into twin buns, held together by … twine???
Superman’s eyebrows creased in slight confusion.
Tan skin painted black in the pattern of an old broken glass on their arms.
Flash stilled next to his nephew.
A scar from a blade ran across one half of their face.
WonderWoman lowered her lasso.
Gold eyes.
Zatanna felt uncomfortable.
There in the circle stood what they would all guess to be a 12 maybe 14 year old???
Batman’s stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable.
“What the ….-“
“Hello Mortals! You have reached the Infinite Realms HelpLine! You may call me Konstelacio! How may I be of assistance?”
Part 2? 3? Of redeemed Vlad I guess?
Ok ok so
Vlad now has Billy, his clone sons ( I’m thinking 6 ? 7? Yes I know that sounds like a lot but … yes), Klarion and a demon-ling girl.
Why a demon girl? One sister makes it hilarious and it can’t be Dani cuz she ain’t ever coming back to that shit show - also drama maybe Dani has issues with demon girl cuz “there is no way Vlad has actually changed” or cuz “he changed for you but not for me”
Now for whatever reason the Masters family move in next door to the Wayne’s
- taking down anti magic/ghost people
- tracking down artifacts
- trying to figure out why Gotham is cursed
- house in Fauset got destroyed
- staying closer to Jazz as she works at Arkum (anger management)
- one of the clone sons is attending Gotham university as a cover ???
- Damian doesn’t know why but he despises Demon Girl absolutely loathes how weak she acts (it not all an act) hates how everyone in her family adores her (she has no idea cuz none of them can fucking communicate ! Vlad never taught them how!- he doesn’t even know how??) grinds his teeth at how she flinched how she smiles how she blinks like and owlish imbecile every time he is nice to her he isn’t that scary!!! (He is, she not confused ‘Damian’ is being nice , she’s confused a human is being nice - especially an Al gul)
- the supers, Jon Kon and Clark keep listening in on the Bats new neighbors at the worst possible time~ cringe but also concern cuz yikes
- Kon over hearing Demon Girl defend “clones” vedamently and with a passion: 😭
- Vlad and Bruce become friends- get crushes
- which leads Batman to becoming a paranoid mess and making the absolutely wrong connections to everything while trying to help and keep vlad safe
There are certain truths to life:
Batman was always going to exist.
Danny was always going to have a connection to ghosts.
And Vlad will always get his heart broken in the end- really he should have know. Better.
- Wherein Bruce Wayne and Vlad Masters fall in love.
But Plasmius and Batman despise each other.
- Vlad really thought he had found the one this time charming, lovingly ditzy, and much like himself a serial adopter!
And if Bruce’s looks reminded him of Jack, and his sharp whit reminded him of Maddie well it’s not as if Vlad had anyone to tell.
Vlad only had himself to blame really, he had been to blind to see it to stupidly love struck to connect the dots.
Scars nether of them mentioned, they’re respective children being a bit - unusual, running away at awkward times.
The paranoia came later, the insistence on keeping him safe, the begging to have his wizard friend look over his ‘magical’ children “just in case”. The Justice league- Batman- the contingency plans.
Even then Vlad could make a thousand excuses, he could even forgive. The same way he had with….But nothing could go back to the way things were.
Being concerned about his son klarion was reasonable, his clone sons understandable really, his demon daughter (if she hadn’t gotten hurt) mildly fair, but targeting Billy crossed a line!
Danny Fenton unable to control his lying (and needing an out for why him and Vlad are totally not ghosts or metas):
Our powers only work when it comedic!!!
Vlad with big eyes wtf Daniel???? : oh yeah we were cursed….?
The JL meet Danny, threw Wonder Woman … contacting pandora!
It works on both levels
Meeting Fenton in the training area: omg why is a human here and oh wow he can fight!
Or even better meeting Fenton there and instead of trying to fight Pandora is teaching him politics:
Omg why is there a human here and why is he being tutored in politics by the Pandora he must be someone important
Or just him as phantom with an outfit change since the hazmat is a bit of a give away: oh no this child died and indebted to Pandora
Everyone’s always like :
Batman adopts Billy
Superman adopts Billy
Constatine adopts Billy
I say: Fuck it ! BILLY adopts Vlad!
Vlad moves to Faucet city getting away from the past after making up with Danny blah blah blah
And this street kid just decides this “abandoned” mansion is perfect to squat in. But surprise Vlad is living in there!
I want Billy to look at Vlads money look at how unhappy he is look back at Vlad and go “bitch you live like this”
Vlad pays Billy an outrageous amount of money to help fix up the mansion. Billy pops in to wash laundry and cook food for two only to immediately vanish at night/ all the time and Vlad can’t do shit about it
I need Billy to fucking believe that people can change and rip heroes on the league who believe villains will always be villains ... while Vlad is still a villain just not murder hungry one
I want Billy to have a soft place to land and only seeing it as safe because HE is the one that MADE it soft! Vlad needs him and Billy is a hundred percent willing use that knowledge!
The entire situation is a melancholy comedy that writes itself!
Also imagine Shazam calling Vlad cuz ghosts attacked the JL and Plasmius showing up talking to Billy about shit in the far past - thus making everyone double down on the theory of Shazam being super old!
But also Plasmius calling Shazam “kiddo” or Shazam calling him “old man” and THE ENTIRE JUSTICE LEAGUE is just like holy shit Shazam’s dad is a powerful ghost!