Since I'm sick, I figured I'd write a story that covers these prompts:

023. Lovers

024. Family

027. Parents;

028. Children;

029. Birth;

030. Death;

036. Ephemeral;

071. Broken;

072. Fixed

In no particular order, sometimes two or more will be covered in the same chapter. Sorry about that. No plan is perfect.

First chapter is based on prompts: 036. Ephemeral and 071. Broken.

A two Prompt based chapter on the fact that Fate wants to eliminate chaos, coerces Zatara into agreeing with the plan, and inadvertently causes more damage than was meant to be caused.

"I do not know how you can stand living in a world with such chaos Zatara." Nabu says, after appearing before Zatara in the helmet.

His response was a shrug and a bored man's smart-alack comment "But if there is always order, there will be chaos, and if there is too much chaos than order will not be achieved. You of all people,- deity's, whatever you are!- know that."

Nabu sighed "Too right you are Zatara, too right you are."

Zatara laughed for no reason, Nabu guessed it was some form of an untold joke. When Zatara stopped laughing, he turned back to the looking glass, as Zatara so rightfully called it. Nabu followed Zatara's eyes to see Zatanna, the mage's daughter, having just turned Robin into the bird of his namesake before she changed him back.

"If you could, would you eliminate chaos for her to be safe?" Was the question from Nabu. Zatara turned to face the helmet that was still looking out the looking glass.

After a moment, Zatara found himself whispering

"Of course I would, if I could." He then caught himself and said "But I can't. If there is too much order, than chaos shall befall everything. If chaos befalls everything, order will follow, thus a vicious cycle is born."

"If chaos becomes order, there is no need for the helmet, you get to see your daughter-"

"Use her name!"

"Pardon.." Nabu said, his emotionless voice seemed to pose a question.

"Her name is Zatanna. Use her name or so help me I will rip the helmet off of my head and throw it so far into deep space that no one will find you for decades." Zatara threatened, all be it calmly, in a steady voice with a fire sparking in his green eyes

"Very well." Nabu replied, seeing he had no room to project an argument "As I was saying. If chaos becomes order, than there is no need for the helmet and than you get to see Zatanna again."

Zatara seemed to be molding this over. If there is no need for the helmet, a Utopia will exist. There would be no fighting, no strive, no need to wonder if the next day will be the last. He took a breath and turned to Nabu, ignoring the small voice in the back of his mind that screamed at him saying this was a bad idea.

"Okay. Let's destroy chaos." Zatara said, nodding to Nabu.

The plan for destroying chaos took weeks of preparation. Zatara was working on a mental strategy and sharing the plan with Nabu, both were highly aware of the treason they were diving into but neither cared.

Nabu was gathering the things they would need, from tomes and charms to the Zatara-family books about forbidden curses and textile tablets. The hours were long and tiresome, Zatara's body could go days without rest, but it seemed that moving through Shadowcrest had given the body extra weight that wasn't needed.

Nevertheless, the items were gathered and rearranged quite perfectly. Now all they needed was Chaos and to get to Chaos, you need something Chaos wants. After another week of waiting, and keeping others from the place that would end all pain and suffering, Klarion appeared. Dr. Fate attacked Klarion before the team or league could get there.

The Chaos mages cat was in an unbreakable cage.

"Is that the best you've got Nabu?" Klarion yelled.

"This is not my best, Witch boy. For you have not seen the rest." Nabu replied, condescendingly, as he snapped his fingers.

Yellow chains, made of not just Fate's energy but also centuries old Zatara family magic, sprang up out of the ground and attached themselves to Klarion. The artifacts from Shadowcrest sprang out of the ground as well and, much like the chains, were glowing yellow. As the order-filled items glowed a more violent yellow, Klarion was screaming in pain as his cat was yowling.

When the league and team got there, everyone, except for Batman, gasped. Zatanna was having the worst time with this, she was fighting the tears that were brimming in her eyes. Not only was her love being hurt, but it was by her father's hand that it was being done. She thought of a brilliant idea that was to seem all nonchalant about helping Klarion.

"Stop Fate! Stop him! If Klarion is destroyed, then Order will reign! A vicious cycle of an unending rebuilding and self-destructing Utopia will happen!" Zatanna yelled. And, to be honest, she wasn't expecting everyone to be as on board as they were.

While everyone, except for Zatanna because she was freeing Teekl and Klarion, was fighting Nabu, they failed to see the artifacts glowing brighter until an ominous chant was being heard, making everyone stop fighting. Zatanna, thinking fast, shoved Klarion out of the way as the circle let lose an energy that, if it had hit Klarion, would have eradicated all darkness within, but instead of hitting Klarion, it hit Zatanna and was eradicating the good in her.

"Zatanna!" The team and league yelled

"Babymagic!" Klarion roared, his eyes becoming red while his hair became horns and his skin became a bluish color. His cat was also turning into her saber-toothed monster form.

"NO!" Fate screamed, they heard Zatara's voice overshadow Fate's as Zatanna screamed. Whether the scream was from pain or not was a mystery to them.

What Zatanna felt coursing through her was so weird. She felt the same, it's just every time someone smiled, she felt the need to kick that person over the head Chuck Norris style and then destroy them. Nabu was the first one on that list.

It didn't matter that the body he possessed was her father's, she just wanted him destroyed. When the yellow light faded, Zatanna stood before them, a lock of raven colored hair in her face. Her outfit that resembled her father's had drastically changed.

Instead of that classy tuxedo-like uniform Zatanna wore, she was wearing a black dress that went to her knees and had long sleeves, black gloves with white seams, black leggings, high-heels and a black witch's hat atop her head with a white band across it and a crooked top.

Her face was anything but the good natured smiling face the team and league had grown to love. Instead, replacing it was a sinister smile. She smiled, it was more like a smirk, but she showed her teeth, that looked more cat-like instead of human.

"Thanks for the change in perspectives Nabu." The girl said, smiling like the cat that got the canary, speaking of which, Zatanna turned the league. "Srotnem fo eht maet, kcatta hcae retho litnu uoy era suoicsnocnu!" (Mentors of the team, attack each other until you are unconscious!)

The spell was cast so fast, the mentors fell victim to it without any defense. The mentors beat each other until none of them were left standing, except for Fate (but he doesn't count) and the protégés. The Lord of Order held his hand out and said "Nekawa." (Awaken).

The mentors all stood up and stared at Zatanna, who now had Klarion by her side. The Chaos boy, who was back to normal, snickered and turned to Zatanna "Should we make our getaway, Babymagic?"

Zatanna, with her body still facing the team and league, turned her head to Klarion and smiled while saying "Of course."

She held out her hand to him and he took it. Beside them appeared a black and red swirling portal. As Teekl jumped onto his shoulder and they turned around, Klarion called out "See you later, armadillos.."

"Unless we see you first.." Zatanna called out. The two Chaos mages began to laugh as the portal disappeared.

"What have I done?" Fate, with Zatara's voice overshadowing, asked quietly when that portal vanished. Fate turned to the league, with Zatara's voice no longer overshadowing his.

"This body is of no use to me anymore. Find me a suitable host within five nights before I choose one." And with that, Fate removed his helmet from the head of the mage.

When the helmet was off of his head, the first thing Zatara did was fall to his knees and begin to cry his eyes out. All he could think was This is all my fault! It's my fault that my little girl is gone… Why was I so stupid?

"Why?" Zatara asked as the mental, physical and emotional pain became too much for him to bare. He fell against the sand-covered road, unconscious, while everyone wondered what had happened.