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Puppet Strings

Puppet Strings

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He was their weapon. Their slave Their Power Their Experiment Their Toy He was theirs It's been 6 years since the GIW found him. They saved him from the building collapse and away from the dangers of the world. They raised him and taught him everything he needed to know to survive. They helped him become powerful. At least that's what they said. After being stuck with the GIW for 3 years. They decided to bring Danny in to their work. They needed a new test subject. Why not make Danny one of theirs. He already knew how to fight. So they asked the boy to see why their ghost portal wouldn't work. He went inside and died. Well, half way died. The GIW had succeeded. They had a new weapon. Who would do everything they said. They were his family after all. ~_~_~_~_~ "He's not a monster!" The girl exclaimed her black hair framing her face and purple eyes pinned on Batman, with a glare that would make even him flinch. "He's a hero! He saved my life!"
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Danny wasn't a Fenton. He wasn't their original child, in fact, he was their nephew. A nephew they lied to. They thought they were helping him, but all it did was cause him to resent them. Cause him to run away. He needed to fix this mistake he unknowingly made. Dick wasn't a Wayne, but he liked pretending to be. It felt better than remembering that he was abandoned by someone he thought he could trust. Someone he thought would never leave his side. Someone who wasn't there for their deaths. Yet, they couldn't stay away from each other for too long. After all, they were two halves of the same whole.

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