Dammit, Me! Why can't you stop making weird ideas!?

Because, if I do then I'll spend the rest of my life in a corner eating a pint of cookies 'n cream ice cream while thinking about the universe and the evolution of man.

Oh, uh anyway, welcome to this 2-Shots story, Under the Phantom's Hood! This is obviously a spin-off of Batman: Under the Red Hood. This is A HUGE AU

Danny and Vlad ARE NOT HALF GHOST

Plus, Vlad is dead. Hah, serves ya right, Fruitloop.

Jason Todd will not be appearing, no matter how much I love him. But Dick, the Master of Sexy Derriere, will play a big role in this, as well as Batman. Yeah, anyway, please enjoy Part 1 of Under the Phantom's Hood!

WARNINGS: Actions, Blood, and slight OOC (Out of Character)

A 14 year old boy laughed as he walked down the sidewalk with teenagers his age; an African American boy with glasses and a short haired rebellious Gothic girl. The boy who had sligthly spiky raven hair and sky blue eyes was named Daniel James Fenton, son of the scientists Jack and Maddie Fenton. The glasses wearing boy who always held onto a PDA was named Tucker Foley, a childhood friend of Danny. And finally, the rich girl who hates sunshine and butterflies was Samantha Manson, also a childhood friend of Danny.

The trio of friends just spent a lovely Saturday afternoon at their favorite arcade and fast food joint, Nasty Burger. They always joked that it used to be called Tasty Burger, but then some rebellious group of teens change the T replaced it with N.

"I gotta head home, guys. Mom said that we'll be having a visitor." Danny informed his best friends with his ever-so bright smile.

"Well, we'll see ya later, dude." Tucker patted his shoulder as he pocketed his PDA.

"Yeah and tomorrow we'll hit the water park, okay?" Sam smirked and lightly punched his childhood crush. She was a bit annoyed that after all this years, Danny was so clueless that he didn't even know she had feelings for him. But Sam just hoped that he will when they got older.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world. Later!" Danny waved over his shoulder as he sped to his home, determined not to break his curfew.

After a few minutes of speeding down the sidewalk, Danny finally arrived at a red bricked house with a weird spaceship on it and a neon sign on the side of the building that reads FENTON WORKS. Danny sighed at the humiliating display and pocket his hands into his baggy light blue jeans and walked up the steps to his home.

"I'm home!" The teen boy called out.

"Welcome home, lil' brother." A voice greeted him from the couch. Reading a book was a 16 year old beautiful, orange haired girl with teal eyes. Jasmine Fenton, the daughter of the Fentons and a very smart girl who hates the idea of her parents studying ghosts of all things.

"So, has the guest arrived yet?" Danny asked as he approached his sister.

"They're in the lab, talking about ghosts." Jasmine, or rather Jazz, replied nonchalantly without taking her eyes off her book. She sighed, "Honestly, why can't they study something that's more logical and realistic?"

Danny laughed under his breath as he retreated to the basement to greet their guest. "Mom, Dad? I'm home."

"Welcome home, sweetie!" A curvy woman in a teal jumpsuit greeted him.

"Hey there, Danny-boy! Come say 'hi' to our old friend, Vlad Masters!" A pudgy man in an orange jumpsuit one-sided hugged a rather annoyed man in an expensive suit. The man had gray hair in a ponytail and a goatee.

"Um, hi Mr. Masters." Danny greeted shyly as he finally reached the bottom of the steps. He rubbed the back of his nervously at seeing an obviously rich guy in his weird house of spooks.

"Likewise, my boy." Vlad smiled charmingly and held out a hand. "Daniel, I presume?"

The raven haired boy nodded and shook the offered hand. "Yes sir, and it's, uh Danny."

Vlad smirked as he turned to look at Maddie. "Ah, Maddie. The boy looks a bit more like you, as well as dear Jasmine."

Danny groaned lowly as the man started to obviously flirt with his mother, a married woman. His mom just smiled nervously and retreated back to Jack and they began to stand in front of a weird portal-thingy.

"So, what's that thing?" Danny asked curiously as he took a step away from it, knowing that it might explode like all the other inventions his father made.

"This is the Ghost Portal!" Jack exclaimed proudly. He then got out a black stick and used it to point at a blue print. "This portal will be the entrance to the Ghost Zone!"

"Ghost... zone...?" Danny stared curiously at the blue print and at the portal.

"The Ghost Portal, my dear boy, has been on our minds since our college years." Vlad explained and stood beside the blue print.

"Oh, dear. I seem to forgot something for our dinner..." Maddie sighed and looked at Danny. "Sweetie, do you think you could go to the store and buy a bag of macaroni for our macaroni salad? It seems that the Ghost Portal made me excited and forgot to but it."

Danny smiled and started to head upstairs. "Sure thing, mom."

"Where are you going?" Jazz questioned his brother who was headed out the door.

Danny shrugged and grabbed the doorknob. "Mom told me to buy a bag of macaroni for dinner. She just forgot about it because of the Ghost Portal."

Jazz sighed and muttered under her breath. "This family..."

The younger sibling snickered and headed out his house. He felt the evening breeze flow past him and he shivered as he pocketed his hands. He huffed and started to walk away from his house. 'Seriously, what's so great about a portal?' Danny sighed and looked up at the weird spaceship thing on top of his house that his father called it the Emergency Ops Center. Danny rolled his eyes, 'I wonder what it would be like if my parents weren't so obsessed with ghosts. Man, now I know how Jazz feels...'

Not even a meter later, Danny was flown forward as an explosion erupted from Fenton Works. Danny stumbled forward and onto the road, scratches and bruises littered here and there from the force of the explosion. Danny hit his head hard as he was slammed against a car, blood oozing out from the side of his head. Danny tried to keep his eyes open, but the pain in his head and body was so unbearable that he released a shaky breath.

'N...No...'

Bruce Wayne sighed as he settled the phone down. He walked towards the window and stared outside with his hands behind his back. He heard the door open and a person walking in, but didn't turned around.

"Is there something wrong, Master Bruce?" The family butler, Alfred Pennyworth, asked in concern as he started to pour tea into an expensive looking tea cup.

"The Social Service of Amity Park called. They announced that my close friend in college, Jack Fenton, recently died as well as his family and their college friend, Vlad Masters; owner of the DALV Company. The only survivor is his son, Daniel. Jack and I had been very close back in the day, and he wrote in his will that if anything ever happens to him and his wife, his children will be sent on to my care. Of course, if I refuse, his children will be sent off to Vlad Masters. Problem his, he also died in an explosion."

"And what will be your decision, Master Bruce?"

Bruce finally turned to look at his butler and old friend. "Well, it seems have no choice but to take him in."

"Are you sure?"

Bruce once again turned to look out the window with a tiny smile on his face. "You know, Alfred, I have this sinking feeling that things will get better; for both me and Daniel.

Alfred nodded and went to stand beside the man he had raised after his parents got killed. "Shall I start preparing his room and inform Master Dick?"

"That would be much appreciated, thank you Alfred."

"Dick, seriously, are you 10 or 18 years old?" Bruce sighed as Dick kept slightly bouncing on his seat.

"Aw, come on, Bruce! I'm getting a little brother!" Dick turned to look out the window in time to spot a billboard. "Welcome to Amity Park, a safe place to live..." Dick snorted and leaned back in his seat. "Are all the town's billboards like that?"

Bruce raised an eyebrow. "What do you think?"

Dick shrugged. "Gotham's billboard is more cooler. Ya know, Gotham City, home of The Batman!" Dick grinned and began pumping both of his fist up and down. "Nanananana-"

"Oh God, please stop."

"-nananana, BATMAN!" Dick exclaimed as he raised his arms up. The young man laughed at his adopted father's annoyed look.

"So, how's Bludhaven?" Bruce asked, just to change the subject.

Dick shrugged and stretched his arms. "Things been pretty quiet for Nightwing, nothing exciting. We had a party had the Police Department yesterday."

Bruce gave a knowing smirk. "I hope you remembered to use 'protection.'"

"Wha-HEY!" Dick pouted and pointed an accusing finger to the billionaire. "I'll have you know, I inherited your playboy habits! So it will be pretty much half of your fault."

Bruce rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say, Dick."

After a few minutes, the duo finally arrived at the courthouse. The courtroom was mostly empty, save for the gloomy teenage boy and a lady sitting next to him. Bruce and Dick put on their matching charming smiles and approached them. The lady spotted them and stood up.

"Mr. Wayne, I'm so glad you could make it."

As the adults talked, Dick sat next to the teen who's head was bowed down. "Uh, hey there!"

"..."

Dick sighed and leaned back in his seat. "Yeah, I know how it feels. When I was a kid, my parents died when they were doing their trapeze act." Dick closed his eyes and sighed, reminiscing the moment. "I... I was so angry and sad, I didn't know what to do, who will take care of me. But luckily, Bruce Wayne felt my pain and decided to take me in. Ever since then, I've been doing great."

"...Why?"

"Huh? Why what?"

Danny raised his head and looked at the man's eyes. "Why does he want to adopt me?"

Dick grinned and ruffled the teen's hair. "Simple; it's because he understands your pain. Trust me, everything will turn out alright in the end."

"I hope so..."

Danny laid in his new bed, in his new room. It had been days after the adoption and Danny was getting a bit comfortable. The butler, Alfred, was nice and welcoming and Danny would always offer to help him clean. Bruce wasn't always around, understandable because he's the CEO of one of the biggest company in existence. And Dick, he was always around, even though he said that he lived in Bludhaven. The older boy earned the title of 'Quirky and Dotting Older Brother'.

The teen rolled over to his side, then to his other side. He sighed after the 5th roll-over and just sat up to stare at his clock; 3:30 AM. Lately, Danny had been feeling a bit of mood swings. Uncharacteristically, Daniel Fenton, the usually cheeky and mischievous boy who just wants to live a normal life and have fun, was easily feeling irritated and angry. Dick understood this, since at some point after his parent's death, he felt the same mood swings. But he cooled down once he brought his parent's murderer to justice.

The teen grunted and got out of bed, deciding that a glass of warm milk would help him sleep. He passed down the hall and was about to turn to a right when he spotted Alfred enter a particular room. Danny raised an eyebrow and decided to follow him quietly. He hid behind the opening of the room and peeked inside to spot the butler fiddle with a grandfather clock. His sapphire eyes widened in surprise when the clock automatically move to the side, revealing a room. Alfred got inside and the grandfather clock immediately moved back to his place.

Humming silently, Danny approached the clock and fiddled with it's small clock hands, just like what he saw Alfred do. Successfully, the clock moved to the side and Danny cautiously entered the small but spacious room. He gasped when the room began to descend, as if it was an elevator.

After a while, the room finally stopped and the door opened to reveal what seems to be a cave. Danny silently stepped out and hid behind some kind of machine and looked around the cave. A giant computer placed on one side, a giant penny, a dinosaur, and other stuff he wasn't used to seeing. Danny held his breath when he heard voices, familiar voices.

"Man, what a night." It sounded like Dick.

"We thank you for travelling all the way from Bludhaven to aid Master Bruce," that was Alfred's voice.

"Yes, Dick, I appreciate your help. Why not spend the night here?" And Bruce, that was definitely Bruce.

Danny slowly peeked from his hiding place and widened his eyes when he saw his adopted father and brother. Dick was wearing some kind of body suit with neon blue accents. And Bruce was wearing some kind of bat costume, with the cowl down.

Danny was beginning to enter the stages of hyperventilation. 'Bruce is... Batman!' He didn't knew what kind of superhero Dick was, though. In shock, Danny stumbled backward, successfully tripping on a wire and letting out a small "Oof!"

"What was that?" Dick quickly ran towards the source, Bruce and Alfred in tow. His eyes widened when he saw his adopted little brother sitting on the floor with him staring up at the older with wide blue eyes. "D-Danny?"

"Uh... Good evening...?"

Bruce sighed and held out the hand to help the teen up. "Well, it was inevitable that you would find out our secret sooner or later."

Dick chuckled, "This was how I found out Bruce was Batman. Ah, t's like looking back into the past."

Danny, after Bruce helped him stand up, stared at the duo in shock then stared at Batman AKA Bruce Wayne. "Y-youre... You're Batman!" Bruce nodded then Danny turned to face Dick. "...Who are you?"

Bruce mentally chuckled when Dick visibly slumped. He coughed to gain both of his boys' attention. "Anyway, now that you know our secret, do you swear not to tell anybody?"

Danny nodded slowly. "I promise I won't. I swear." Then Danny looked around and his gaze fell onto a glass case that held in the familiar Robin costume. "So... Where's Robin?"

"I'm Robin. Well, I used to be," Dick informed as he jabbed a thumb onto his chest. "I go by Nightwing now, hero of Bludhaven."

Danny stared at the Robin costume then back at Bruce. With a determined face he stated, "I want to help."

"What?" Dick and Bruce asked simultaneously with Alfred raising an eyebrow.

"I have always liked Batman when I was a kid, a fan ya know? And, I always believed that Batman needed A robin." Danny sighed and lowered his gaze. "I know, it's stupid. But I really want to help. Justice and all."

Dick, Bruce and Alfred shared a look and, after a few moment, Bruce sighed. "You'll need training."

Danny looked up and was greeted by Dick's grinning face. "I'll help! I may not approved much, but you're right; Batman does need a Nightwing. Besides, someone's gotta continue the Robin Legacy."

Danny smiled widely and nodded. "I'll make you proud."

School this year is scary, like 101% scary. So updates are frikkin limited, but I'll try to update Son of Nightwing tomorrow and Fix You will be updated soon.

This first chapter is short, the next one will be long, yep.

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