The Fine Print
dpxdc universe travel fic part number unknown Who is Danny's mother? Helena Bertinelli - The Huntress of Gotham. Because I thought it was funny that one of Constantine's love interests lives in Gotham. Does this make Danny a Gothamite? Yes. Yes it does.
Danny loved his new mother. She was a complicated woman with hidden depths and a moral code only she could really try explaining. She was a Hero, but also a crime boss, and was friends with a few supervillains, Danny wasn't going to try wrapping his head around how that worked he just knew that it did.
The first time Danny did something magical adjacent, he was a baby. He didn't really remember it, how his new mortal body was adapting to his endless source of magic from the Infinite Realms. Mama got videos though, after the first time she found him floating near the ceiling of his nursery.
Then Danny got older, and the first demon showed up to claim him. Mama had been feeding him when it happen, a very inconvenient situation all things considered. The demon head was displayed in the parlor room, Mama's line in the sand so to speak.
Mama did her best to protect him. She killed anyone, from any realm, that thought to take Danny from her. She brought him along to meetings, criminally inclined and otherwise.
That was how Danny got a hold of Krypotine. He was three when he first stole a glowing rock, and found it was like candy. He'd been sitting on his mother's lap while she and a few hero coworkers discussed a recent metor shower of the dangerous rock, a few scattered on the conference table.
Danny had been overwhelmed with an impulsive need to put the glowing rock in his mouth.
Climbing onto the table. Crawling toward the center, where the rocks were. Picking one up.
It was pretty tasty, like a sour jaw breaker covered in cinnamon pop rocks.
"Did he just-"
"Yep,"
Danny ignored the adults, as he vanished the candy rocks into his personal pocket demsion.
"And he just-"
"Yep."
The other Heroes looked to the baby's mother. Danny kept sucking on the candy rock in his hand, big blue eyes watching them with pure innocence.
"What do you have there Danny?" Mama asked.
"Candy,"
"And is it safe for you to eat?"
Danny nodded, his eyes flashing green
"You can't just let him eat Kryptonite, Huntress, you know that stuff is -"
"My son is a powerful warlock of some sort, with the voice of a space God in his head or some such nonsensical magical bullshit. If the space divinity says Danny is safe eating it then it's fine."
The only 'space divinity' in Danny's head was his own conscious but it wasn't like she knew that, and it didn't make her statement false either.
"That doesn't make sense! It's radioactive!"
"Nothing about my kid makes sense."
Danny watched the very important meeting between Heroes devolve into petty arguments and rising old grudges.
Then Mama pulled out her crossbow.
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Zahra: Oh my god if baby oil dissolves condoms, what the fuck does it do to babies?
Rowan: this may be shocking but babies and condoms are made of different material
Iris: It's like Rock, Paper, Scissors.
Cal: Baby oil defeats condom, baby defeats baby oil, condom defeats baby.
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We work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to work
To earn the right to give
Ourselves the right to buy
Ourselves the right to live
To earn the right to die
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