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    (REWRITE IN WORKS)

    John Constantine sat quietly rubbing his temples with his hands. He was fighting the urge to not pull out a cigarette and light it. He knew this meeting would be bad as soon as the Bat called him here for a favor he knew it was going to get messy. Batman never needed him for favors unless it was serious. According to Batsy, a group of people called the League Of Assassins are joining up with an unknown cult. It seemed John was the best bet, he does have quite the experience with cults.

    So far they weren't getting anywhere and it had been two weeks, the only thing that John has noticed is how what the bats call the Lazarus Pits, looks suspiciously like ectoplasm. Boiling ectoplasm. But still ectoplasm. He really didn't want to have to ask Danny for help, but if those pits truly were ectoplasm he would need his nephew's help.

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    Or when The League of Assassins starts acting up and joining forces with an unknown cult, Batman contacts John Constantine for help.

    But John would need help from some other people, people he'd rather not put in harms way.

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    19 Mar 2026

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    27 people had a lot of blood; what could he say?

    “Danyal?” Damian asked, his voice faux-confident. Danny knew that voice, though. Damian spoke in it every time Danny came back from training, his eyes still burning green.

    Danny sighed. He dropped the katana, hearing it clatter to the floor. Damian carefully, suspiciously, lowered his arm. He still kept his own katana tight in his hands. Both of them knew Danny didn’t go rabid with the red; he could still plot and be deceitful. He didn’t get that blinding Pit Rage.

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    Some 8 years after Danny ran away from the League after his own sort-of experience with the Pits, he and his brother happen to reunite in some less than stellar circumstances. Meaning right after Danny fought and heavily injured roughly 27 assassins. Not-- not the best.

    TL;DR - Demon twins AU with Pit influenced!Danny

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    19 Mar 2026

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    ✔️ puede continuar

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    It takes a lot to scare John Constantine. This was a lot.

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    19 Mar 2026

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    ✔️ perdió fluidez

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    "The runes are wrong."

    "What does that mean for us?" Tim hisses over the beginnings of a dozen voices rising in chant.

    "Nothing good." Jason states grimly, frantically racking his brain for any way out. Whatever entity is about to come out of this circle is going to be baring a fate worse than death.

    Jason would know. He’s been dead.

    …Actually speaking of being dead. Jason does know someone from the Ghost Zone with enough sheer audacity to help him fight what very well could be an actual demon.

    With a mental ‘fuck it’, Jason begins to chant.

    AKA: Jason and Danny became friends in the Ghost Zone. This is about to be everyone’s problem. Batman just wants to know who this illusive teenager is. Because he’s a meta. Obviously. Not for adoption reasons. No siree, not him.

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    19 Mar 2026

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    ✔️ vaya

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    He yanked the chair over and threw the freezer door open, climbing onto it. Cold bit his skin, but not as icy as the chilled feeling that ran down his spine when he pushed the flap back, finding that everything was gone. All of his Graham Sandwiches, all of his Chicken Sandwiches, Pizza and burritos-everything he’d collected over the week, gone.

     

    A sick, disgruntled cry pushed past his lips, tears pricking his eyes as he sobbed. He tried to cover it up with his hand-he tried to stop himself from crying but he couldn’t. Because Wally will go hungry again this weekend, like he did last weekend and the weekend before that.

     

    That sick, permanent emptiness in his stomach will carve its way into him and stay there until Monday afternoon no matter what snacks he puts into his body.

     

    Wally fell to sit on the cushion of the chair, crying, because that’s all he could do.

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    Wally is eleven and struggling in his home situation...who knew almost getting hit by a car would offer him some relief?

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