Ok ya'll, I have no idea why I'm posting this. I really don't. I'm not even sure of how many people will actually like this. But if you like Danny/Batsy Son/Father stuff, here ya go. Enjoy. Again, if you read the summary, this first chapter should not be all that surprising.

Disclaimer: I don't own DP, Justice League, or that cover image. They are owned by awesome people.

Ch.1: Special Kid

Batman was here because… Why was he here again? Oh yeah, because it involved a kid. And he had a soft-spot for kids. Everyone knew it. Even the frikkin media. He had no excuse and, therefore, could not deny it. Anyways, the kid's father, as his mother and sister were dead, was an abuser. That made bile and anger rise in the Dark Knight because he could not stand child abusers. He was also suspected of being a pedophile. Fantastic.

Anyways, the kid was a small boy and anyone who dared entering the house he was hiding in was always blasted out with a green beam. There were a few holes in the walls, a window was shattered, and the door was halfway off its hinges. The house was run-down. No one really cared for it. And many people feared what would happen when Batman entered the house.

The Dark Knight stopped in the doorway and looked over the room. It was a simple living room and he could see the kid hiding behind the couch. He didn't let him know though and ventured further, looking everywhere but at the kid. He started walking through the house, ignoring the kid as he did. He went through the kitchen, the lab, (his father and mother were inventors), a kid's bedroom, another bedroom, bathroom, master bedroom, master bathroom, and then the guest room.

The Dark Knight found handcuffs in the nightstand drawer in one of the bedrooms. Four of them actually. It only confirmed the pedophile theory.

He also checked out the attic, before heading back downstairs. He stood in the living room and looked right at where the kid was. "You can come out now."

A green beam shot out from behind it and Batman expertly dodged it. He kneeled on the ground but didn't get close. He could bet the kid was traumatized. The only reason people found out was because the kid had started screaming before it was cut off by a shout and a snap.

The kid quivered from his spot, green eyes and white hair peeking out. He was holding a bat plushy with his emblem. The Dark Knight almost smirked. (What? Most kids enjoyed Superman.)

"I'm not going to hurt you." The Caped Crusader whispered. The kid continued quivering.

"What's your name?"

The eight year old peeked out a little more. "D-Danny…"

Batman cocked his head. "Can you come out, Danny?"

The boy shook his head furiously, and went back into hiding behind the couch.

"Danny, please come out. I promise not to hurt you."

Something the Caped Crusader said made the kid peek his head out again.

"Promise?"

Batman nodded.

"You really promise?"

The Dark Knight nodded again. "I won't break a promise, especially to you."

Hesitantly, the small boy slid out from his hiding spot, dressed in a black hazemat suit with a white belt, boots, gloves, and DP symbol. He also had a black cloak, but most of his suit was bloody. He grasped his plushy tightly. Ever so slowly, he approached the older man until he stood right in front of him, tears springing to his eyes in fright.

"Shhhh…" Batman reached out and wiped away the tears from his face. Danny flinched at the touch but did not pull away, almost leaning into the gentle touch.

"I'm going to take you with me now, alright?"

Danny's panic rose.

"I-I don't want to go! What about Daddy?"

Anger was quickly onto Batman's face. "Your father cannot take care of you anymore."

Danny's panic was still evident. "Why?"

Batman sighed. "He was arrested."

Danny's panic turned his breathing into short gasps. "Why?"

Batman slowly took Danny into his arms and cradled the small boy, much like he did with past Robin's.

"Because Danny, he hurt you." Danny was practically strangling his plushy.

"N-No he didn't."

Batman stroked the child's hair. "Yes, he did. There's no more lying here, all right? He was hurting you. Parents are not supposed to do that to their kids. They're supposed to love them. I'm going to take you somewhere safe, but only if you let me."

Danny stared at Batman with panic, but it was slowly melting away. "Why didn't Daddy love me?"

Oh crap… No words could really explain people's hatred.

Batman sighed. "Because he was angry at the world and he didn't see the wonderful kid right in front of him."

The boy was too innocent for his own good.

Danny snuggled his head into the Dark Knight's chest. "You promise I'll be safe?"

Batman nodded. "I promise."

And then, the water works started. Danny was crying and Batman was rocking him gently, whispering comforting words. He wrapped the child in his cape, hiding his face, before exiting the ratty old house.

Most people tried crowding him. One firmly placed Bat-glare made them stop. The Dark Knight continued walking, straight for the Batwing. The press tried to question him from a distance but he paid them no heed.

The Bat-wing opened up, and Danny peeked out. Normally, Batman would try to make the kid hide his face, but the kid was petrified. It was best he knew where they were going.

Batman climbed in and the door closed. He opened his cape, and Danny was sitting in his lap, looking at him warily with his tear stained face. The Dark Knight rocked him for a few more minutes, turning on the jet.

"I'm going to buckle you up, alright?" Danny nodded and allowed himself to be transferred to the seat next to the Caped Crusader's and was buckled in. He looked out the window as a ring appeared around his waist. It traveled in different directions and when it was done, it left a black haired and blue eyed boy.

He had a ratty blue t-shirt, jeans, and plain converses. They were all old and needed some serious updating. His shirt was falling apart at the seams, his jeans were torn in more than one place, and his converses were falling apart from the inside out.

Seeing the ring made Danny giggle a little, his tear trails glistening in the light. Obviously, it wasn't new, so Batman let it be. He even let a smile slip, seeing a smile on the smile child's face. It probably hadn't been there for a while.

The jet left the ground and Danny looked out the window with glee. (Who wouldn't?) He watched as the ground and the people and the houses got smaller and smaller and then they were moving away. Danny waved to the only 'home' he had ever known.

Then, he turned to the Dark Knight.

"Are you Batman?"

Hmmm, the Caped Crusader thought the kid already knew this.

"Yes."

Danny looked at his plushy. "You're my favorite hero." He mumbled.

Batman cracked a smile again. "Why?"

Danny shrugged. "I dunno. You just are."

Batman reached over, making the child tense, but he ruffled his hair nonetheless.

The next few days after that were hectic. Meeting Alfred was a nightmare. Danny freaked and went into hysterics, scaring the crap out of the Englishman. It took two frikkin hours until Danny calmed down. Batman could only imagine what it would be like when Danny would meet the League. At least the kid liked Ace, the Great Dane.

He also had to show Danny his alter ego. That nearly sent the kid into hysterics again, but eventually he got used to both egos. Then Bruce made adoption papers and showed Danny around the mansion. He usually found the kid trailing after him, all the time, carrying his plushy. He was quiet for a kid his age. He respected (feared) all adults and never asked for anything. It scared the crap out of him when his stomach growled; thinking the worst would happen for unconsciously making a noise.

Speaking of which, the kid was a twig. It was like a gentle breeze could make him snap. He never ate a lot, as was protocol for him. Bruce was constantly asking for him to eat more, telling him he could have as much as he wanted, even having Alfred make sure the child had constant access to snacks. When he wouldn't eat, Bruce usually was able to get him to eat ice-cream.

It was also sad when you gave something to him, and he thought you'd take it from him. Even the simplest of things, like a blanket, had always been brutally taken from him. It was like a sick game.

The nightmares were probably the worst though. He always woke up screaming, and then would sob about all the bad things. (Whipping, cold nights, little food, sexual assault, bullying, doing strenuous work that shouldn't be left to such a small child, more sexual assault, sexual assault, his father's brutal treatment, a beer bottle to the head, a concussion, etc)

But sometimes he was able to get the frail child to smile, and occasionally laugh. He also found out the kid knew things no one should know his age. Specifically Blackjack (the card game), sexual assault (no kid should know what that is), gambling of all sorts, pick-pocketing, and stealing. It was easy to break most of his bad habits, but the kid simply liked playing Blackjack. So Bruce made a deal. As long as he did no gambling, he was allowed to play Blackjack. He was a very good strategist, by the way.

Alfred (surprisingly) was able to get the kid to play Monopoly with him. Poor Alfred got his butt-kicked by the eight year old. Danny took all the expensive lots and put hotels on them, before taking all the cheaper ones, putting hotels on those as he did. The lots Alfred did get were quickly sold to Danny, as he needed the money. It wasn't long before he was broke and declared Danny the winner. It was the most amusing and saddest thing Bruce had ever seen.

He was happy he found Danny at the beginning of summer. He let the child hang with him all the time, letting him get used to his surroundings. He managed to shield him from the public, thankfully. Danny probably would have a meltdown and a lot of things would go wrong.

Today was the day Batman decided to show Danny to the League. He had already notified the Watchtower that he was coming with someone special. He knew for a fact no one knew he was talking about a different kind of 'special'.

Batman pulled on his cowl as Danny walked up. He rubbed the sleep from his eyes and yawned. Long night. He should know. He was there for most of it.

"Where you going?" Danny asked tiredly. He was still clingy when it came to the Dark Knight. Batman didn't mind though. The child was on everyone-but-Bruce-and-Alfred-were-dangerous mode. He just needed to get over that. But that was kind of hard when more than a dozen pedophiles had been at your house and did unspeakable things to you, one of them being cuffing your wrists and ankles to the bedposts. Of course, Batman had personally met with each. The medics were still unsure if they'd wake up from their comas… He was pretty sure one of them was brain-dead too.

"I'm going to the Watchtower. And you're coming with me."

Danny looked at him with fear-stricken eyes.

"What?" He squeaked.

The Caped Crusader had not warned the small boy earlier, for it would have set a lot of panic in him and he'd have nightmares that weren't memories. Just what he needed.

Batman bent down next to the kid and took his hands in his own. "I'll be right there. You have no need to worry. Trust me. They won't be able to hurt you. None of them can beat me. (we all know it's true)"

Danny trembled but hesitantly nodded. "But you can't leave me!"

Batman rubbed his fingers over the smaller hands knuckles. "I won't. I'll be right there."

Danny nodded again and transformed silently. Batman gave him a rewarding smile for not having to be asked. Then he ushered the small boy towards the Zeta-portal.

Ace barked goodbye and Danny waved before disappearing into the light with Batman.

They reappeared in the Watchtower and the Dark Knight walked forward silently. Danny trailed behind him in his shadow. The entire League was there, all of them giving him suspicious looks. He stopped in front of them.

"Well, where's the 'special person'?" Superman asked. Batman looked down when he felt something. Danny was hiding in his cape, clinging to the back of his leg, his cloak hiding him.

The Caped Crusader sighed. "Danny, please come out." He felt the child shake his head no. Too many people, Batman decided as he sighed.

"Danny?" Nightwing asked skeptically. Batman grabbed the child's small arm and dragged him out from behind him, much to child's surprise and fright. He stood shock-still in front of the crowd. Everyone stood shock-still at the kid. Batman was about to tell them not to approach, but Flash, A.K.A. Wally West, rushed forward.

"Hiya-" He didn't have time to finish as Danny punched him and rushed behind Batman's startled figure.

The entire League was in shock.

"What the heck?" Wally said, rubbing his jaw where Danny had hit. Said boy was quivering in fear behind Batman, gripping his leg with a vice-grip.

"Bruce, what's with the kid?" Superman asked. Batman tried to explain but most people cut him off before he could say anything, all except Nightwing, who knew better.

Worst thing to do.

It got louder, causing Danny to freak and start crying into his guardian's leg. That caused a domino effect as Batman grew angry.

"Enough!"

The League shut their mouths rather quickly. The child's cries became quite evident. Batman silently picked him up, and placed him on his hip. No one could see the young boy's face as he hid in his cloak and buried his head into Batman's shoulder.

The Dark Knight handed Nightwing a file. "Everyone is to see that file but speak none of it with Danny in the room, understood?" Everyone nodded quickly.

Nightwing scanned it, but not even a page in he handed it to the next person, seething in anger. Silently, the entire League read it. There were mixed reactions: Sadness, regret, pity, anger, murderous intentions, horror, disgust. All the while, Batman tried calming the small boy down, whispering something in his ear.

By the time everyone had read the file, or at least enough to understand what was going on, Batman had set the child on the ground again. The small boy walked towards Wally, testing each step warily, until he was in front of the speedster.

"I'm sorry…"

Wally smiled. "It's ok."

With that, Danny ran back and hid behind Batman.

"How long have you had him?" Hawkman asked.

"A month."

Most people's eyes went wide.

"How did we not hear of this?" Black Canary asked.

"I shielded him from the media." Batman informed.

How on earth did he manage to do that? He had frikkin stalkers in both forms.

An alarm was sounded from Batman's wrist watch. He found that there was a break in at Gotham. He sighed. He did not need this right now. He looked down at the kid he had adopted.

"Danny, can you stay here while I go somewhere?" He asked.

"NO! You promised you'd stay!" Danny yelled.

Batman sighed again. He really, really didn't need this right now.

"There's a break in I need to go to. I'll only be gone a little while." The Dark Knight soothed. Danny sniffed into his leg.

"I need to go." Batman stressed.

As much as he hated to leave, he had to.

"You don't even have to hang out with anyone. Just let one person watch you." Batman coaxed.

Danny still clung to his leg, but peeked at everyone, his view lingering on each person, studying them.

The careful eye he had scared most of the adults. Why would a kid know to do that?

He obviously settled on someone because he ran out form his hiding place and found a new one behind Nightwing, A.K.A. Dick Grayson, Batman's first partner. Batman nodded, happy with Danny's decision, and left, promising to be back soon.

Before he could leave though, Danny stopped him. "Wait!"

Batman turned.

"Can I…?" Danny started.

Batman nodded, already understanding, and left.

Once out of sight, a ring appeared around Danny's waist and turned him into the black haired, blue eyed boy.

Most of the League groaned.

"Does he adopt every black haired blue eyed kid around?" Red Arrow asked.

Yeah, seriously. Dick was black-haired, blue-eyed. Jason was black-haired, blue-eyed. Tim was black-haired, blue-eyed. Damien was black-haired, blue-eyed. Cassy was black-haired, blue-eyed. So far, the only one who wasn't was Stephanie. AND NOW DANNY'S PART OF THE FAMILY! FANTASTIC! You guys probably hated this but I'll live. :D

Kadzait: And if you guys have any ideas for this story, please tell. She only has five other chapters and then her ideas died. We still don't know what happened.

Actually, I got hooked writing another story. I do it all the time.

Kadzait: It's really annoying.

Tis Kad, tis.