Damian has an Damian has an old two-way league communicator. It was a connection to his brother. A way to keep an eye on each other. That's not a problem, right? Well, it turns out that having your not-so-dead brother calling you first thing in the morning really cuts down your sleeping hours. Or: Dami thought Danny had died. Mother even told him so. So why is it years later that Danny calls for help While proceeding not to explain what he actually needs help with, is causing him so many problems

Phantom is a part of the Team for a while now. Yet this is the first time he mentions his elusive guardian. Tim and Dick desperately try to find out who exactly this guardian is and what the secret is behind their most confusing teammate to date. And how exactly did poor Conner get roped into all of this too aka 5 times Phantom mentioned his mysterious guardian and the one time they showed up to save the day (art by Jourd4n)

the Bats are even more determinded to find out more about Phantom and his family. Desperate to rekindle lost connections and wanting to know more of the family that could have been theirs, they struggle with the rejection they keep facing aka 5 times the bats run in and try to bond with Phantom's family outside of missions and the one time they accept sequel to Phantom Guardian art by breakfastatmiles

Being the son of a heartless man is impossible. Literally. Charon goes to the mortal world one day to buy a new leather jacket and to check on his mortal lover Sally only to see her dying and laying next to a crying baby boy. His baby boy. Him being an underworld deity is able to sense Sally's life force and she is inevitably going to die. She pleads with him to take their son. Charon takes the baby boy, tears coming out of his eyes for the only mortal he had ever loved. "What's his name?" Charon asks his dying lover. "Perseus" She states "Perseus Jackson," She said as she took her final breath "Forever my bundle of joy" #1 in Charon #2 in Gods

1st book in chaos vengeance Percy Jackson, hero of Olympus, finds himself framed for a crime he didn't commit. Betrayed by both Camp Half-Blood and Camp Jupiter, stripped of his honor and friends, he is cast out into the void of space. There, he is found by Chaos, the Primordial Creator, who offers him a new purpose. Transformed and empowered, Percy rises as Chaos's right-hand commander, "Perseus, the Abyssal Warden." He leads the primordial armies in cosmic wars, wrestling with his past and his new destiny, ultimately becoming the second most powerful entity in existence. His journey is one of loss, vengeance, redemption, and ultimately, a redefinition of power and loyalty.

Two months have passed since the second Giant war with Gaea and Percy finally thinks of returning home to Gotham since running away at the age of twelve. As the great prophecy can't no longer harm them nor could the second one, Percy decides to head home to Wayne Manor and finally break the news of him being not dead but hey he heard Jason had also come back from the dead. So perhaps it isn't so weird much but then again they are the bats so it probably won't make a difference. It's a fanfic I do not own any characters

(Broken Pantheon Au) In one world the Gods had no issues creating children. So much so in fact that as Millenia passed they started to disregard the treasure it was to have them in their lives. However in another this was not the case. For in this world. The gods were cursed by their Father to never be able to produce children without pain and hardship. Thus is came to pass that they viewed each child as something precious. And NOTHING would keep them from making sure they were kept safe.

The most powerful demigod to ever exist has been cast away. Ousted. The Olympians forsook him, misjudging his abilities and loyalty. He wants, and tries to die. However, Thanatos has other plans, and the embodiment of death gives him a meaning again. He becomes a being of unbelievable power, delivering death unto those who he judges worthy. Short story

1,965 days. Or five years, four months, two weeks, and six days. That's how long he'd been safe. How long he'd kept it a secret from his friends. From his family. They didn't have to know. They could live their entire lives without knowing. But he hated keeping it a secret. Lying to them, sneaking around, deceiving them. He hated it. He wanted to get away from it all. But if he told them...they'd hate him. They'd call him a liar, a murderer, a monster. They'd leave him and try to get as far away from him as possible. They'd tell him that he should just crawl in a hole and die. He'd heard that before. He was used to it. He knew he deserved it, too. After all he'd done, he deserved cruel words being thrown at him, he deserved to die, he deserved to feel the pain he'd caused years ago. He certainly didn't deserve the parties being thrown for him, the people looking at him in awe, the person that loved him and thought he could do no wrong. They had it all wrong. He was no "Great Hero." He wasn't someone who was on the "good side." He was cunning, ruthless, manipulative, and plain wicked. No, not a hero. He was the villain. ____________________________________________________ A PJO fic lol if it wasn't obvious :)

The gods have never been a proper family. Maybe once a long, long, long time ago, they were, but that has definitely changed. Then one day, a great miracle takes place. A little baby boy, one that is meant to change the universe itself, is born. He is the son of a god, and it's safe to assume that he's a demigod, but that isn't the entire truth. He is a half-blood, but he is more godly than any of his fellow demigods and is fated to bring the Pantheons together, for it is his destiny. There is more to him than what meets the eye, that much is obvious to anyone. He will be the tide that takes the world by storm. He is Perseus Jackson. *** The era of the gods has changed for the better, since the moment he became a part of their lives. He is not a regular demigod, that much is obvious, especially due to the fact that he lives on Olympus, and is meant to rule over it one day. And not only that, he is also the heir to Atlantis and the Underworld. And he carries the mark of Chaos, which marks him as Chaos's successor. His power is great and will change the world. He isn't immortal, at least, not yet. Loved by all, feared by his enemies, he is the greatest secret that the gods have ever kept. Nobody except the chosen few, know of his existence. What will happen when the symbol of power of both of his beloved uncles is stolen? He has never left the domain of his family without supervision, but what if it's the only way to stop a premature war? The Olympians aren't as pig-headed as they used to be. They have come to realize that a war cannot be avoided, but they all know that it isn't time, after all, their champion isn't ready for the ultimate battle yet. But the only way to stop that is to send him into the heart of the conflict.