#danny and damian have a little mantra that they repeat back at each other

[starry-bi-sky]

More clone^2 snippets

Snippet 12: hands

Lancer: dear god, Mr. Fenton, what happened to your hands!?

Danny, had a run in with Damian’s katana and both of his hands have stitches: um… cooking… accident. I can’t use them that much currently

Lancer, pale: right, yes, of course. You may have one of your friends right you notes until they are properly healed

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Snippet 13: more hands (and dash is a dick)

Dash: I bet Fenturd’s just faking his hand injury to get out of doing class work. Getting out of classwork is my thing! I’ll show him.

Danny, minding his own business:

Dash, yanks on his fingers harshly: Freak! Did you think you could copy me and het away with it?

Danny, his stitches torn from the way Dash grabbed him: you’re the last person I’d want to copy Dash, let go.

Dash: we all know you’re faking the hand injury, there’s no way you’d— you’d—

(Danny’s hands are bleeding, and starting to smear on Dash’s hands.)

Danny, (fake) calmly: you were saying, Dash?

Dash: I - uh—

Danny: thanks for opening them up, jerk.

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Snippet 14: Danny is Bruce’s Clone and Bruce Wayne has been hottest man alive for many consecutive years

The A-Lister Girls are at a sleepover

Star: Never have I ever had a crush on Danny Fenton

All girls (including Star): puts a finger down

A-List Girl: Paulina put your finger down

Paulina, begrudgingly putting a finger down: he shouldn’t count - he’s a loser!

A-List Girl: he’s still the cutest boy in our grade. Put your damn finger down.

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Snippet 15: unstoppable force vs immovable object

(In the Clone Danny Au, since Danny is not a ghost Valerie doesn’t see Phantom as the guy who ruined her life, but a very exhausted vigilante trying his best. They’re allies with conflicting ideologies on how to handle ghosts.)

Red Huntress: are you kidding me, Phantom? You dragged a kid in with you to fight ghosts? I thought you were better than that

Wraith, offended: *opening his mouth*

Phantom, tiredly putting a hand over Damian’s mouth: *in ASL + one hand* you don’t think I tried to stop him?

Red Huntress: he’s a child, Phantom, how hard could it be?

Phantom: looks down at Wraith

Wraith: looks up at Phantom with the eyes of a hundred enraged bulls

Phantom, kneeling down to Wraith and pulling his mask up to show his mouth: *whispering inaudibly*

Wraith: *takes off in the opposite direction*

Phantom, standing up to Red: *ASL* well? go get him

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Snippet 16: identity

(Danny and Damian are sitting on a rooftop, in the middle of a break from patrol. Damian sits between Danny’s legs and Danny is slumped over Damian’s back.)

Damian, playing with Danny’s fingers:

Danny: who are you?

Damian: Damian.

Danny: who are you not?

Damian: Damian Wayne.

Danny: do you have to be?

Damian: no.

Danny: who do you have to be?

Damian: I just have to be me.

Danny: who are you?

Damian: I’m Damian.

Danny: good.

Damian:

Danny:

Damian: who are you?

Danny, smiling: Danny

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Snippet 17: long hair

(In the Clone Danny Au, Danny’s hair goes to his shoulders. I was in a GNC mood at the time the au was made and it passed on to Danny.)

Tucker: are you going to cut your hair, Danny? It’s getting long.

Danny, laying against the bed frame with Sam doing his hair: probably to get the dead ends cut off. I like it long.

Sam: I like it long too.

Tucker: you like it long because he lets you do whatever you want to it

Sam: it’s also a stand against the oppressive stereotype that men can’t have long hair and must always have it short in order to appear masculine! Danny’s showing individuality and sticking it to the patriarchy at the same time!

Danny: and because I let you do whatever you want to it.

Sam, making a punk hairdo for danny: yea that too

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Snippet 18: Danny is Bruce Wayne’s clone and Bruce——

Danny, getting stuff from his locker: my parents have a new ‘Fenton anti-ghost sticky bomb’ they’re working on and—

Student with a photography camera: Hey, Fenton!

Danny, looking over: what?

Student: *snaps a photo* thanks!

Student walks away

Danny:

Tucker:

Sam:

Danny: so… um…. Is that- is that another Wes? Should I be worried?

Sam: you should be angry! He just took your picture without your consent! That’s a violation of your bodily autonomy.

Danny: we can keep an eye on it, Sam, and if it becomes an issue then I’ll report it to a teacher.

Danny: and as I was saying, I can’t wait to have to make sure that that doesn’t hurt anyone.

Danny: i love having to stay up late sabotaging my parents’ inventions. Yay…

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Snippet 19: Danny is Bruce’s clone and—

Wes: ranting about how Phantom = Danny and how there’s proof and he has it and—

Random Student from his photography club: you wanna kiss him so bad it makes you look stupid.

Wes: I do nOT

Student: Its okay Wes, so does literally everyone else.

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Snippet 20: Lookalike

Danny: the only good thing about being Bruce Wayne’s clone is that my Brucie Wayne Impression is spot on

Damian: what??

Danny: my Brucie Wayne impression. It shouldn’t be as fun as it is doing it

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dpxdc crossover #dpdc au #dp x dc au #dpdc #dpxdc au #danny fenton is not the ghost king #danny fenton is a clone #danny being bruce’s clone opens up funny shenanigans that I have yet to see be used in another aus #like the fact that Bruce Wayne is Incredibly Attractive and Danny being his clone means he looks like him #and is thus ALSO very attractive to his classmates #danny having a secret club of admirers is insanely funny to me #wes weston: ranting about danny being phantom #his classmate: u have such a crush #wes: yes but NO #danny and damian have a little mantra that they repeat back at each other #to remind themselves that they are their own people #ellie gets in on it too when she’s around no worries #red huntress at wraith: child #wraith: and i took that personally fUCK YOU #damian doesnt know any asl so he currently Cant Say Shit in front of the living #he’s learning english danny will save the asl for later #this also means bby dames gets Smug bc he’s (one of) the only living person danny talks to as phantom #young children are possessive and bby dames being slightly possessive of his older brother #is very funny and very endearing to me #clone^2

[adriaticmidnight]

I’ve Been Erased Yet My Shadow Remains

10K words and completed on AO3

Apart of the "Patches of Starlight" series.

Danny and Damian al Ghul are twins, separated for years.

Now, a 16-year-old Danny, injured and afraid after his parents found out what he was, with nowhere else to go; only wants his twin brother.

So he travels to Nanda Parbat to find Damian, who he thinks is still a part of the League of Assassins.

A 16-year-old Damian travels to Nanda Parbat to steal the weapon Ra’s al Ghul has been making and finds someone he never thought he’d see again.

Snippet from Chapter 1:

Danny trekked up the mountain, his worn shoes doing little to prevent his socks from being soaked from the snow.  The cold bit into his skin as he bundled his shawl closer around him.  

After stumbling around, his feet took him up the mountain, as if pulled by some invisible force.  He knew this area, he knew this place.  How could he not?  He’d traveled this path countless times before his death.  

The wind cut across his face, he leaned into it even as it numbed his lips, wishing that it would cut right through him and cool his warming core.

He grit his teeth and placed a hand over his chest again, a thin layer of ice forming over the Y incision and keeping him together.  He knew he didn’t have much more strength in him, it took a lot out of him to even get this far.  

One thing kept him going.  Kept his feet moving and chest rising.   Just one word, one thought that he kept repeating in his mind like a mantra.

Damian.

Otherwise, he would have given in a long time ago, as he was sliced open, ribs broken, organs revealed and removed. 

His brother was the only thing that held him together when they were younger.  He could remember long nights in each other's arms after the horrors of the day    Losing him had been worse than dying.  

They used to be so close, how did it ever come to this?

As he crested the ridge, he saw it.

Nanda Parbat.

Exactly like he remembered it.  His eyes swept over the buildings, the rising sun glinting off of the golden roofing.  After all these years, the place he grew up was the same.  The same couldn’t be said for him.  

He wondered if Damian had changed.  Would he be a different person?  Would he turn Danny away?  The last time he was here, he had died.  The last time he had walked those halls, Damian had killed him.

Danny shook his head, this was Damian, surely he would want to see him.

Right?

Danny took a shaky breath and forced his legs to move.

It wasn’t the last time he had died either, years later his foster parents had inadvertently killed him.  But like the first time, he had come back.

It didn’t matter anymore, no past grudge was worth it.  He had lost two families, the only thing he wanted now was his twin.  The one who would cry with him and help him feel like someone cared in this world.

It didn’t matter that Damian had stayed with the Leauge, it didn’t matter that he never came looking for Danny.  Hell, Danny never came looking for him either until now.

All that mattered, was being able to embrace his brother again, even if it was only one more time.

Danny looked through the gate, the massive courtyard behind it, and behind that, the building he had grown up in.  It was suspiciously quiet.  No doubt they already knew of his approach, he wasn’t exactly being stealthy.

Years ago he swore that he would never set foot in this place again.  Would never even go to this mountain.   

He touched the gate with a shaky hand, his breathing rapid.  If he could just see him again.  He didn’t even need to talk.  If he could just see his brother, then he would know everything was alright.

He swayed back and forth, his thoughts scattering, head fuzzy as if packed with cotton.

No, he had to see Damian!   

He banged his fist on the gate as hard as he could muster.  Why wasn’t he coming out?  Did he not want to see him?  Was this whole quest a fool’s errand?  

Had he really wanted him to die all those years ago?

Danny felt his head tip back, the exhaustion finally catching up to him.  His body fell backward, hitting the ground with a THUD , the snow muffling the impact.  He wheezed, the breath knocked out of him as he tried to keep his mind awake.  Tried to get up and keep moving.

He was so close!  He was here, after all these years, and Damian wouldn’t come out and see him?  Were their wounds that awful?  Would he not accept his apology?  

Snowflakes froze against his lips as he struggled to keep his eyes open, darkness filling his vision.

Someone stood over him, he could just make out green and gold robes and black hair.

“Damian?” He breathed

He closed his eyes.

—

Danny was barely conscious as they moved his body.  He was set on something hard as he was moved.  

An old man’s voice barked orders.

His core was so hot and yet his limbs felt so numb and heavy: He couldn’t move.  

“You will be okay, Danyal.”

Mother?

Danny’s head lolled to the side.  Something felt wrong.  Like a disease in the air, each shallow breath he took filled his lungs with the foul stench.

Suddenly the surface he’d been carried on tipped and Danny fell.

Cold water surrounded him, pulling him under.

No, it wasn’t water, it was thicker, almost like…

Danny’s eyes snapped open.

He tried to breathe, the Lazerus Water filled his lungs, his body convulsing as he sank deeper and deeper into the pit.  His limbs refused to listen to him, dragging him deeper.  The light from above became dimmer as he descended, the dark below creeping up around him.  His lungs screamed at him, burning, aching for air.  

His muscles twitched with a mind of their own, his body forcefully stitching itself back together.  His ribs snapped back into place, his skin stretching and digging into itself, forcing his incision closed.  He tried to scream but more Lazerus Water poured itself down his throat, coating his lungs.  

The white rings enveloped him, transforming him.  They went away and came back, again and again as if his own body was rebelling against the Pits.

Slowly his limbs began to listen to him again and he clawed his way up to the surface.  He pulled himself out of the pool and dragged himself across the cavern floor, his nails scratching against the stone.

Danny’s stomach churned and writhed.  He wrenched up the contaminated ecto, wheezing in between fits of coughing, raking in as much air as possible.  His throat raw, he sputtered, eyes staring at the hard ground, the sickly green ooze staring back up at him, mocking him.

Danny looked up, his Mother and Grandfather stood, gazing down at him.

“Welcome back Danyal”

#dpxdc #dpxdc fanfic #damian and danny are twins #dpxdc crossover #dpxdc au