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Dick and Danny are twin brothers. Danny is older by two minutes. He was taken in by the Fenton's after their parents' death at the age of seven. Danny's brain blocked out the traumatic event so he did not remember his brother or parents until sometime after Danny was taken by the GIW. Dick is also a halfa. There is an explanation for this.

Jason, Tim, and Damian are also in this book, except none of them had become Robin. Damain is only allowed out on an occasion and is refered to as dark robin.

There will be Robin x Kid Flash and Danny x Conner. In other words, boy x boy. (Pride Month!)

Also, * means in place of a curse word 'cause I started this when I'd get in trouble for cursing.

~Danny's POV~

My name is Daniel Fenton, or Grayson, but I preferred to be called Danny. A few months ago, I had escaped from the GIW. I am now hiding from them in the city known as Gotham. It was my own 'parents' that turned me in, and they also experimented on me too, ya know. I was only fourteen back then...

Well, that's in the past now.

I sighed as I walked through the door to my job. I work at a restaurant. Lucky for me, its in the worst part of Gotham! 

Yay...

"Hey, Danny!" Herbert, my co-worker, shouted in my direction. 

"Yes, Herbert?" I replied, inwardly groaning. 

"Why the fudge nuggets* are you here?! I told you blast* off and stay the freak* out of here, you little bench*!" The taller man growled out. Herbert has shaggy brown hair, dull brown eyes, a square-ish face, and loves to harass and abuse me.

I stayed quite, not bothering to fight back as the man yanked me by my shirt and kicked me to the ground. 

Just when you think you're away from people like him, another pops up, am I right? 

You know, after I escaped the GIW, I wanted to live a normal, peaceful life. But what did I get? 

This.

Herbert then kicked me in the jaw as some others joined in. 

Some even our customers. 

No one here likes me, but they keep me around just for stuff like this. 

I grunted a bit when someone kicked my temple. 

I have been trying to get a better job, but, as one can predict, its easier said than done. Fact is, I don't even get payed a lot either. Only around seven fifty an hour. So, barely enough to get by on. But it's better than nothing, I guess.

I long since givin' up on being a hero, especially for the bigger crimes. 

Plus, there are already four in this city, Batman, Robin, Redhood, and Red Robin. Sometimes, there will be a fifth. I over heard him be called Dark Robin. 

I still stop some crimes, though, it's only when someone is about to die and none of the bats are around.

They take care of all most all the crimes here for that. Also, there are no ghost to fights. So, I am not needed much at the moment. 

In fact, you could say that have switched sides. 

I have to pit pocket to help make a living...

Ya, I'm not proud of myself either. 

But it's only people that deserve it. Like muggers.

Just now, my boss walked out and a few wooden bats with him.

I knew what was coming and let out a barely audible groan. 

"$60 for a bat and freedom to hit him with them!" My boss hollered out. 

I groaned in annoyance.

 While I have experienced worse, that did not mean that it won't hurt!

Around six people bought some bats while the rest kept kicking me. 

They sure are going to leave some nasty bruises for the next day or two with the lack of food I get.

The people with bats repeatedly hit my back as the others kicked my sides. 

I laid there, crowed around them, being beaten, for the rest of my shift and a bit longer.

 As they were doing this, the people were laughing at my misery.

 I still having trouble telling if it was worth all the effort of running away from the Guys In White. 

At least there I didn't have to pay bills or anything of the sort. 

The only thing better is that I don't get dissected.

 Beaten? 

Yes. 

Dissected? 

No.

Once they were done, I dragged myself out of the building and into a ally. First I checked to make sure that no one was around as I hid behind a dumpster and took a few deep breathes.

One thing I have gotten even better at is hiding.

I quickly transformed into my ghost half, Phantom. 

After doing so, I flew back to my run-down apartment, staying in the shadows to not get caught. Wanting to save my energy for healing, I remained visible.

What I didn't know is that a little bird and big bat had caught a glimpse of me as I was making my way to my apartment.

Hey guys! This is my first Danny Phantom and Young Justice fan fiction and crossover. So feel free to correct any mistakes I made along with grammar. I hope you enjoy and this makes sense to you. This is also the story I decided to work on after I finished 'Naruto: The Best ANBU'. Until next time, bye!

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