Shattered Destiny

Disclaimer: I own neither the Teen Titans or Danny Phantom

A/N: Danny is 19, and is set five years after PP.

"Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved." -Helen Keller

Lightning flashed, a woman's face came into view before disappearing in the rain. She carried something in her arms, he wasn't sure what. Another lightning strike and there was a shadow of another figure behind her, steadily gaining on her. Her eyes widened, she clutched the bundle closer. There was a cry. Someone fell. There was a scrape of a boot slipping on the concrete. Shocking blue eyes stared back and her mouth opened to speak-

The sound of the alarm jarred Danny Fenton from sleep and he jolted awake. His hand slammed on the alarm clock effectively turning it off and he groaned. He'd only gotten three hours of sleep last night and that dream didn't help. It was so vivid and there was something so familiar about those eyes...

He groaned again and flopped back on the bed. Another day of work. Not that he minded exactly, working with the Police Department gave him purpose. It helped him heal from his past and it distracted him. He was thankful he could help, and if he didn't get up soon he was going to be late. This would be a great time to use his ability of flight but he'd sworn off using his powers long ago.

He shot out of bed and quickly brushed his teeth, changed, and grabbed a muffin while running his fingers through his hair. He took a quick look into the mirror, and after deeming himself presentable he ran out the door.

A second later he ran back in to grab his coffee, bag, and his badge and came back out just in time to catch the bus.

"Another wonderful day in Jump City." Danny muttered and nodded a greeting to Sandy the bus driver. Soon enough they were off and in about ten minutes he was walking into the JCPD Criminal Investigation's Building.

"Three minutes late Fenton." Tucker Foley yelled to him with a smirk and Danny turned to him with a mock glare,

"Shut it Foley, and where's that report you were supposed to finish last night?" He retorted and Tucker quickly ducked out of sight. Danny rolled his eyes, he knew he would have to yell at him later for it.

Instead he walked into his office and set his things on his desk. He walked to his chair and sat his a sigh, he was exhausted.

After a minute of staring at his paper work his assistant kindly put onto his desk he decided to start working on it. The weren't going to finish themselves, although Danny wished they could. He grabbed his first folder and roamed his eyes of the papers while his mind wandered back to his dream. He couldn't get it out of his head and it seemed so real.

First he thought they might have been his mom's eyes but Maddie's were more turquoise. This woman's eyes were a deep ocean blue with a small hint of lavender. Not to mention they were completely terrified. He didn't recognize her though, which confused him. He soon shrugged it off. With everything that he's seen in his life, it was probably nothing. It wasn't worth worrying over, especially since it distracted him from his work.

Shaking the dream out of his head Danny looked up as the PD's CI manager knocked on the door and walked in.

"How's that report coming along Fenton?"

Danny scowled,

"My team is working on it as we speak Frank, I'll personally hand it over to you myself when we're finished."

"Make sure to do that by this afternoon." He leveled Danny a stern look and then he was gone to terrorize his next victim. Danny resisted the urge to sigh, he was always so impatient.

Another ten minutes went by and Danny was finished going over a new case his team had been assigned to. It was time for the briefing.

"Alright team we have a new case. Foley, Manson, and Johnny you're on crime scene duty while James and I interview anyone around the time of the incident." He began the announcement. Once he gained everyone's attention he continued,

"Two victims murdered in their hotel room." He started while handing out copies of photograph's.

"One woman, one man, both married to different people. Amy Smith and Gary Bennett. The PD received a tip from an anonymous source that the wife of the man shot them both in their room before they were found dead. The wife is Emma Bennett, and has a criminal background that includes theft, possession of illegal weapons, and has multiple accounts of arrests for fighting other women and disrupting the peace. Look for prints, stray bullets, and any other specified DNA samples you can find. Report back to me at noon."

His team took a few minutes to ask standard questions which he answered informatively. It was a routine investigation and it only took a few hours to get the evidence they needed. After interviewing some of the people that worked at the hotel Danny headed back to the office to finish up any work he had left. The rest of the team could handle it without him and he wanted to take a look at another case. He opened up his computer and got to work.

He made it fifteen minutes into his research before another knock interrupted his progress. Irritated he looked up to see Frank in his doorway. Rolling his eyes he handed the now completed report back to him.

Fortunately he had the rest of the day to research while his team finished up the case. After they gained evidence and filed the report it would go back to the Chief of the Police Department where they would then issue an arrest warrant for the accused. Sometimes when a case was particularly difficult they would send Danny to retrieve the suspect and interrogate them. Danny's favorite part of the job was when he was able to work as a field agent, and capture the unsub along with saving any of the victim's. He loved to watch as the families would reunite. He didn't however, love paper work. He scowled and continued his research.

Eventually when it was around 8:00 pm he shut his laptop and stretched. He got up and walked out along with some other stragglers. After everything that happened Tucker and Sam never left his side though their relationship was strained. They all drifted apart and he only acknowledged them as their leader. Sam realized that their relationship would never be the same again and she moved on. Tucker did his best to stay close to both of them although it was hard. Danny shut everyone out.

He always walked home to his apartment. He loved the stars and it made him think back about four years ago when he wanted to be an astronaut. He loved space and would have done almost anything to have the opportunity to see it. Now it was just an abandoned dream.

That was his new life. It had become routine. Get up, go to work. Run a case, file a report. Research for the next one. Go home. Do it again. It was familiar and that's how he liked it. Everything was just fine and he was able to ignore his growing feeling's of hopelessness until one morning when Danny made it to his office. Frank immediately appeared.

"New case detective, you were personally requested. Starting next week you work with them indefinitely. Detective Foley will be put in charge until your return."

Danny's curiosity piqued and he looked back at Frank with a new confidential folder in hand. It wasn't odd for him and his team to be requested but him alone, and to be working with another partner indefinitely? He reached out to receive it.

"Oh? And who do I have the honor of working with?"

Frank grinned widely and all the time he spent rebuilding a new life away from heroism was suddenly torn back down in his next statement.

"None other than Robin, leader of the Teen Titans."

A/N: Please Review. Constructive Criticism is encouraged and we all love hearing from fellow readers. Danny's past will be revealed in future chapters.

Tucker and Sam are both detectives on Danny's team in Jump City. They know his secret and went through his past with him.

I know you have to be 21 in order to be a detective but Danny's skills are exceptional and I'm bending the rules a bit.