AN: Sorry for the long wait – live is busy with work and family.

Please note in this chapter we will have some talk about the alternative universe were Danny is coming from. I know that the heroes from DC have encountered parallel dimensions before. I do make a differences between "Universe" to "Dimension" . However, for the moment go with the explanation as it is, I will talk more in depth about this in a later chapter. That goes also for the "Energy theory" from CW from the Auction. For any question about these two, feel free to PM me.

As before, should you find any grammar or spelling error, please let me know them in a PM too, I'm not native English and still have a lot to learn.


Disclaimer:

I don't own Danny Phantom or Justice League/Young Justice or any other characters you might recognize.


Chapter 2: Requesting help

The teleport plate radiated a bright white light, forming a human size pillar. For a brief moment the light was so vivid that you had to close your eyes if you looked straight into it, to avoid the loss of your eyesight. Just as quick is had appeared it died down and the light pillar was replaced by a person, a female human to be exact.

In a blink of an eye the remarkably good looking blonde woman had been transported thousands of kilometers, from a location on the surface of the earth to the orbital space station called "The Watchtower", the unofficial headquarter of the Justice League.

The woman was dressed in a black leotard under a close-fitted black leather jacket. Her legs were covered in translucent fish stocking tights and ankle boots which matched the material and colour of her top. Her golden blonde hair cascaded in waves down to the middle of her back, creating a shining halo around her beautiful face. If you were perceptive enough you could make out the thin lines around the edges of her sparkling blue eyes, the mean look in her eyes was just a façade as her full red lips showed that she usually enjoyed a good laugh.

Waiting for the beauty was Batman, his long cloak over his shoulders neatly closed. With a sharp nod he welcomed her: "Good to see you Black Canary."

One hand on her hip, she granted him one of her dazzling smiles, dismissing the glare from her eyes: "Good to see you too, Bats."

He was as always the professional, turned around and walked down a path that lead away from the teleportation area and opened up into a wide hallway. The heroine didn't need a spoken invitation as she followed suit.

"So what can I do for you? Your call had been very short on information." She asked after a few minutes of walking.

The dark and light swallowing material of his cloak parted and one hand came out holing a grey manila folder. "I need your help."

His voice, not as emotionless as typical for him surprised BC. Batman was worried; asking for help was unusual of him too. Changing her demeanour to a more professional one, she nodded and took hold of the offered documents.

Two photos greeted her on the inside of the folder, both showing the features of two young men, teenagers around 15 or 16 years of age.

The first one on the left picture had raven black hair and beautiful arctic blue eyes that were holding a deep knowledge and sorrow that made him look much older. A frown on his face also showed that he wasn't fond about the photo been taking, or the person taking it. There was not much to see from his body, but the little she could were small shoulders on a lean frame. She also made note that he was dressed in hospital garments.

The boy in the other picture had snow white hair that holds the same quality as freshly fallen snow. In contrast to that, his eyes that glowed in a remarkable out-worldly green looked haunted and wary. The photo didn't show it clearly, but Dinah Lance aka Black Canary, noticed a light glow surrounding the whole body that was only partial visible in the picture. What she could see from his torso was that he was outfitted with a black and white Hazmat suit with a symbol on his chest, forming a P outlined by a white D.

His facials features were stern and if her intuition was right, his eyes were holding the memory of too many fight, a seasoned warrior, much older as a first glance made believe.

It took her five seconds and a double take to realise, that the pictures didn't show two teenagers but actually one. Reading the information following the pictures in the folder, she looked up: "Phantom? I've never heard from a hero or villain with that name before."

"Because he isn't from here" explained the dark crusader "Read on." They had stopped in an empty corridor and he was leaning against the wall arms crossed, waiting for her to continue, while she studied the information through fully.

"Alternative universe, that's a new one." She remarked, sending Bats a short smile. The next part made her wince. Her voice sadly and full off concern she asked: "How is he holding up?"

Avoiding the questionable glare, Batman stared to the side. "Not good, that's why I called you."

"Has J'onn tried talking with him, or Clark? Both had similar experience with Krypton and Mars." Dinah supported.

Batman frowned and sighed, shaking his head he explained: "No they have not, that is another issue. He is particularly wary in J'onns presence, as if he expects an attack from him any given moment and Clark," he took a deep breath letting the air out in a second sigh. Looking in the distance without focusing on anything particular he continued, "Ever since Danny was fit enough to leave his bed, he is avoiding Clark as if he was the plague."

Dinah raised one eyebrow, closely watching her friend and his reaction: "Any idea why?"

Bruce shrugged sadly with his shoulders. His body language displayed the struggle he had to confine to her, even as one of his few close friends. He knew this situation was out of his expertise and she was the best available choice in this case. "Your guess is as good as mine."

"Has he talked with anybody, at all?"

"He spoke a little bit with Robin and he will answer questions if you ask kindly and nothing to personal. After Robin had to go back, he was mostly keeping himself secluded and on a safe distant to everyone."

"Hm" voiced the heroine, thinking about the situation and the many holes in the information: "There is no last name on the sheet or a list of his powers, why?" pointing this flaw out.

"He said that this universe is holding to many similarities to his own and should his family still be alive, he does not wish for us to investigate them to get more information about him. They have done nothing wrong and therefore don't deserve to be prosecuted. Once we have decided what to do with him and if he is a danger to the world or not he promised to tell us.

"We took his finger prints and started a search using the pictures you are holding, but nothing came up so far.

"To his powers, we only know the ones he has displayed so far and J'onn had seen some memories when he touched the time medallion from there. We know he is able to fly and has a variety of attacks using his energy. We still don't know what his second half is or what other powers he might possess" Batman explained, leaving his position by the wall.

Closing the file in her hands Black Canary looked up. "You should have called me sooner," sending Bruce a pointed glare and hitting him with the folder on his arm.

He shrugged it off; he had received way too many of these glances in his years as dark knight to start counting now and took the file out of her hands.

"Where can I find him?"

"I will bring you to him," offered Bruce. "He is most of the time in the break area next to the canteen sitting in the same spot, looking at the stars." Both walked down the corridor next to each other. "He always stays there until some of the personnel shoos him away. Then he goes to bed for a few hours, before he is awaken by nightmares and he goes back to his spot."

"Nightmares too?" the blond grimaced, "Though it is not surprising."

Batman stopped in his track and held Black Canary on her arm. "One more thing, if you could get him to eat..." The end of the sentence remained unspoken.

"He doesn't eat? Bruce!" shaking her head she walked off into the nearby canteen, leaving him behind. She took a bottle of water out of the fridge and an apple and stalked back. The dark knight waited for her return before they continued walking towards the break area.

The room was open and wide, several small island with plants invited heroes and personnel to take a break from their work and rest. One wall of the room had been replaced with a big window that allowed everyone to enjoy the amazing view into the endless darkness that was spotted with a myriad of tiny white specks.

On the far end corner, half hidden behind some green plants, Black Canary could see something white. Stepping closer and leaving Batman behind at the same time, she recognized the white spot as Phantoms head, barely peeking out behind his selected cover.

Leaning his back against the wooden frame from the plant island, he had one leg pulled up. Holding it in place by hugging it with his arms and close to his chest, resting his chin on the bend knee, the other leg was laying straight out. From the direction she was approaching him she could see his green eyes were glazed over starring into the deep black in front of him. He was wearing the black and white hazmat suit from the photograph and, as she previously thought when she first saw his picture, she confirmed the constant white glow that surrounded the body of the boy.

Slowly walking closer the blonde allowed him to notice her first, to not surprise or even maybe frighten him with her presence. In the end her caution was unnecessary, when she was at a seven meter point, his head perked up and two glowing green orbs focused on her. The haunting eyes hold her in a strange lock that she could not escape, while she was evaluated and judged on who she was and if she was a threat to him. After what felt like an eternity he had come to a decision and turned again towards the open space before him.

Dinah let her breath out, she had involuntary hold back. Icy spider webs were crawling over her skin, the unearthly green eyes held so much pain and emotion and she needed all her willpower not to shudder. Worried that this could only hurt his feelings, something she wished to avoid under all circumstances.

With his unspoken approval the blonde stepped closer. At two meters she cleared her throat and spoke "Hi, your name is Danny, right? Or do you prefer Phantom in this form?"


AN: Again not much of Danny in this chapter – I'm sorry – the next chapter however (my longest for this story yet) will have a lot more of him. Stay tuned, I will update again as soon as I can.

A big thanks for all the amazing reviews I have received from my readers. They are my light on gloomy days and help me to stay motivated.

Just to let you know, I'm working on chapter 6/7 – adding an extra scene as a reward for my Beta reader (you are amazing, just so you know) - so should there be someone, you like to see in particular, please let me know and I will see if he/she gets a cameo, no promises though (Characters of both universe are allowed).