Damian stared into the mirror at home. His eyes looked worn down as the school uniform covered his body. Damian tugged at the edges of the shirt as he tried to forget the boy he had fought yesterday. He was eerily familiar to his late brother. The only thing that stopped him from believing it was him were two things. His hair and eyes were the wrong color. Snow-white hair that was covered in dirt and paint making it look brown and toxic green eyes had stared back at him emptily.
Damian shivered, he was rather happy that wasn't him, because he would never want Danny to look so… wrong. Not his brother, who always wanted to protect him. Who used to always search for butterflies, because they were the gentlest creatures the boy knew. Who could fight amazingly by mere instinct instead of training and yet, never did.
Danny was special and Daman didn't like this villain he'd saw at Arkham. He was like a nasty reminder that he failed. Yes, and Damian never fails. Well, he had learned his lesson at the ripe age of two; life didn't care one way or another about a person's life. So, Damian had to make sure that his new family was protected. Just like what Danny would have done, if he were alive.
Bruce studied the video in front of him. A young boy, merely named Daniel, walked straight into a disappearing wall. The boy had been in Arkham for six years. That was, as much information the Asylum had on the young boy's past. Information on him now was even weaker. His hair was a stained brown. His eyes were neon green. The boy could easily pass as any age between 8-14. Yet, beyond that he was a mystery. Arkham didn't even know the boy's cell number.
Danny punched his hand through the air. Then quick as lightning he ducked under an unreal blade. He did a one handed back handspring, managing to kick the imaginary foe in the chin. Danny landed in a crouch, scrutinizing his enemy. Then Danny rushed forward flipping over the criminal's head and striking out with quick hand motions. Nerves cut, the enemy can't use his arms. So, Danny jumps over a leg sweep and kicks out his leg in retaliation. The foe slams into the ground.
Danny growls as he lowers to the ground and grabs the blade. With a determined eye Danny calculates the best action and then races forward. The blade thrusts forward slashing across the man's chest. The enemy takes in a breath, as his hand automatically rises. Danny uses this minimal second of distraction to switch his hold on the sword and slams the handle down near the foe's neck. The man crumbles, unconscious. Danny stands calming his breath and looks up to his painted stars.
The other inmates have asked him to battle Bullet for an escape. They want a real prison break, one where they stand a real chance at freedom. Danny still hasn't agreed. Why should he? He would have nowhere to go. He would have no one to turn to for safety. Well, aside from the other ghosts, but he had to live in the human part of earth as well. Danny sighed. He needed a break.
Danny looked once more to his stars. Maybe he could find someone to talk to upstairs. Danny closed his eyes as he tried to decide if it was worth it. Apparently it was because three minutes later he was past the bars that used to contain him and heading towards the open yard upstairs.
The blonde girl frowned as she looked around the yard. Poison Ivy, Killer Croc, and Scarecrow had managed to escape, while Harley got caught a little whiles later. She, now, had no one to talk to. Well, until a familiar young boy walked into the yard. "Hey, green eyes!" Quinn shouted as she skipped her way over to the youngster.
He was covered in more blood today and the remainder of some fresh bruises. The kid looked over at her with wide eyes, and then slowly he nodded his head. "You ever play checkers?" Harley asked as she glanced at the currently open game. A small smile formed on his lips as he nodded. After all, what kid doesn't enjoy a game?
Batman watched the young boy play against Harley. The boy smiled as Quinn pulled multiple mind games with him and never seemed to mind any insult she threw. In fact he seemed to enjoy it, as he would look up at her with great enthusiasm, and state something in different language before laughing.
Harley didn't seem to mind that much either and even seemed to be going easy on the boy. Batman narrowed his eyes before turning to Cash. "What do you know about the kid out there?" Batman asked Aaron. Aaron looked out onto the field at the young boy enjoying his insane life and frowned.
"He's strange. We've seen him with inhibitors from Blackgate and they continuously seem to be short-circuiting, yet nobody fixes them. Plus, most guards only spot him here, out in the field. The only other time he's ever been spotted elsewhere is in the kitchen, when there is breakout. Honestly there isn't much I can tell you, because even when he's here he doesn't even speak English," Cash replies as he watches the kid beat Harley in checkers.
"Have you found him yet?" a figure asks from behind a desk. The other being shakes as he stands before the mighty being before him.
"No, sir," the creature manages to squeak out. The figure glares as his mouth forms a tight frown. The figure slowly rises out of a chair. The creature lets out small yelp in fear before flying away; it's ghostly tail trailing behind it. The figure sighs as he pinches his nose.
"It seems my солдати have failed. I guess that means it's about time to check things over with потентат из внесолнечных GELID," the figure mumbled as he left his office. Things were sure to change because Phantom would be found, the figure would make sure of that.
AN: If you want me to PM you the non-english words I will(I've heard it's easier to copy and paste them that way), but I will not translate them for you because you aren't meant to understand them. I have had people figure out what the words are with a lot of hard work so it's not impossible. Really I only did it in another language (instead of a completely made up language) to give those willing to search for the translation something extra.
So PM-ing you guys is the best hint/answer I can give. Sorry, but I'm sticking with it. :P
~love 16crk