A/N: The picture above is what Zeal looks like (I tried) its fine if you imagine him differently but he does have that scar on his chin that falls just short of his bottom lip, and he has light brown hair and blue eyes along with the two freckles(?) he is also somewhat tan. The first attempt I made of drawing him made him look 12 so this is my second attempt (does he look about 40-ish? He is 44 but being a prisoner ages you I would assume). From now on I'll try to have a picture per chapter of either characters or scenes, not all will be drawn by me (most likely)
3rd person POV:
Danny and Zeal had been free and hiding in the streets of Gotham for about 3 weeks now. They had switched their tattered white clothes that the GIW had given them for dark hoodies and some worn jeans that had been scrounged up. They also switched the thin shoes they had for beat up sneakers for Danny and some old boots for Zeal. Danny was now dressed in a dark black hoodie with baggy too-long jeans, and Zeal had a navy blue hoodie and jeans that would have fit if Zeal was at a good weight, as it was they hung loose on his thin waist but were tucked into his boots at the bottom.
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The team had been combing through all the data they had about the two suspects and any data about how to track the weapon but they hadn't been given much about it from the GIW. Unknown to the GIW, the team was also looking into them since the fact that they were so desperate for an unknown weapon they were reluctant to disclose information about didn't exactly sit well with the hero's. They had been looking for any suspicious activity but so far nothing had come up. Little did they know a lead would be coming very soon.
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Danny's POV:
Zeal and I have been using the abandoned warehouse as a sort of home base. We also decided that using our names in public was a bad idea, since we wanted to lay low. We chose to use code names because there was no doubt the GIW would be looking for us and probably had connections throughout Gotham. Zeal now went by the name Micah and I went by the name of Dante whenever we're together in public or meet new people.
Zeal had found some old first aid kits around the warehouse, the types that are bolted to the wall near the fire extinguishers. (A/N: I'm pretty sure a warehouse would have that type of first aid kits) He used them to patch me up the best he could the morning after our desperate escape.
The first week here we mostly stayed inside the warehouse resting and tidying up a bit to make it livable with a couple of makeshift beds in the far corner. Zeal had been the only one to go out since I was still worn out after everything and once I had started eating again and sleeping properly my healing kicked in and my recovery only took about 9 days till I was at 100% (besides still being malnourished and the lasting psychological effect the torture had but whatever)
We had managed to obtain a couple of threadbare blankets along with our new attire and had figured out that it was November (a/n: if I said it was something else before... NOPE ITS NOVEMBER ACCEPT IT...please) and that we were right about how long we were kept there and that I was officially 17 and Zeal was 39. After I recovered I went around Gotham with Zeal to rummage for supplies and Zeal was seeing if he could get a job that wouldn't require a background check or credentials. He was surprisingly able to find a few options at drug stores and at a pawn shop. I guess being in a bad neighborhood has the perks of not having questions asked too much.
I was currently in the warehouse working on moving some larger debris on the ground so we would have some cover around our sleeping area in case anyone came in unexpectedly. As I was working Zeal came in.
"Hey kid I have good news and bad news which do you want to hear first." He closed the door behind him and stuck a chair under the handle that we used as a surrogate lock.
I sigh and halt my progress for a second and faced him while leaning on an old crate I had been in the process of moving. "Lets hear the good news first." My voice had fully recovered although when I raise my voice very loud it becomes more gruff sounding.
"Alright so the good news is I think I found a friend of yours." Zeal grins and I notice something squirming beneath his jacket before a green blur shoots out and knocks me down on my butt. Two red eyes gaze at me and suddenly I'm being licked in the face.(a/n: remember the red eyes watching them from a few chapters ago? Yah that was cujo)
"Cujo!?" Zeal started laughing at me while I was trying to figure out how Cujo got here. After a bit of playing around I calmed down and Zeal stopped laughing wiping tears from his eyes.
"Okay okay that was... Unexpected but not unwelcome now I just gotta make sure nobody sees him." I am glad to see Cujo, but then I remember that Zeal had bad news too. I look up at him. "So what's the bad news then." he immediately sobers up and looks at me.
"The GIW sent the superheroes after us and they delegated it to their team of teenage heroes. We need to lay low and bring no attention whatsoever because it isn't just the GIW who are after us now"
A/N: HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!! 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 last chapter of 2018 enjoy! After this I'll reach 1000 reads on this book and I can't thank you enough. Comment what you want as a milestone mark. Hope you liked this short chapter. All my love and gratitude ❤❤❤
~Kiw
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Danny Phantom meets Young Justice
Fanfiction[EDITED DESCRIPTION] Danny was taken by the GIW a year after he got his powers and was held captive, and experimented on for 2 years before he managed to escape and fled to Gotham. Now he has been free for a few weeks and has been living on the str...
