"Danny! We've got to go! Bruce is already downstairs!" Dick called up the stairs. He had been waiting for his little brother for the past half hour. He didn't really know what was keeping him so long, not like he had to suit up or anything. Dick pulled the sleeve of his school uniform down as he shifted from foot to foot impatiently.

"Why are you dressed like that?"

Dick let out a scream and fell backwards in an attempt to turn to the abrupt voice from behind him. He glared at Danny who was staring at him with an all-too-innocent look on his face. The boy was in his ghost form and was wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants, no shoes, and Phil sat nestled in his hair.

"You need to stop doing that."

"It's fun. Why are you dressed like that?" Dick sighed and looked down at his attire.

"I have to go to school. Bruce is going to drop me off before you two go to the Watchtower."

"You're not coming?" Dick stood and brushed off non-existent dirt from his uniform. He grabbed Danny's shoulders and gently turned him, leading him towards the garage.

"No. But I will see you after school. You'll be fine. I promise. The League will be there and then you'll come to the mountain when school is over. Bruce said that there is something they need to do, then they will come and debrief us." Danny nodded and didn't protest the movement, instead simply letting his brother bring him to meet Bruce in the garage.

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Danny didn't really like zeta tubes. Or more specifically the ones that brought them to the Watchtower.

It shone a very bright white light, which he hated for many reasons. The reason he seemed to hate the most was the fact that the light was so bright that it blinded him temporarily. It hurted his overly sensitive eyes and left him without his eyesight for approximately 5 minutes and 34 seconds, which was far too long and it overall just scared him.

The zeta tubes to the mountain were the same, though to a less extreme, so he was more okay with them, but he still didn't like them.

When they arrived at the Watchtower, the Halfa reached out and searched for his guardian's hand. After he found it, he gripped it tightly with both hands and tucked himself against the man's leg. This was uncharted territory with people who he didn't know well, and he had every right to be paranoid.

'You keep telling yourself that.'

Danny really hated that stupid voice in his head.

'Aww, don't be like that, sugarplum.'

Danny tightened his grip on the Dark Knight's hand. His lack of sight was hindering the ability to distract himself from his thoughts. He had thought he was doing better. Apparently not.

'I want to kill you.'

'Well, Mama always said dying was a part of life. I sure wish it wasn't.'

Danny could almost start to make out vague shapes.

'Correction. I want to kill Dick for showing us that movie.'

"Is something wrong Danny? Because I think you're going to break my hand if you hold on any tighter."

The half ghost could feel the absence of heat from the side that had been pressed to the Bat's leg as the man knelt in front of him. Danny must have shown some of his panic on his face.

"I can't see. The light too bright." The hand that wasn't still in the boy's grasp gently rested on his left shoulder. Danny blinked rapidly until he began to gain his sight back. He nodded when he could see relatively better and Batman stood and Danny pressed himself closer to the man, however more relaxed than before.

By the time his sight was back to normal, he was standing in front of a group of adults. He stepped behind Batman's leg and used his cape to cast shadows on his body to hide him further. He scanned each of the heroes in front of him, taking note of certain things. He recognized the man in bright red and yellow, Flash, the large man in blue and red and the woman in similar colors, though he never got their names.

Other than those three there was a tall green man dressed in red, a slightly glowing man dressed in head to toe green, a man with similar attire but had a bow and quiver strapped to his back, there was a half-robot man, and finally a broad man dressed in orange with a large trident in his hand and short blond hair and beard.

He didn't like all the eyes on him. The boy wiggled further into his hiding spot, debating whether or not he should just turn invisible and intangible and hide somewhere. Maybe he'll do that when Batman left. Or when Batman tried to pull him in front of the group, which was bound to happen any moment.

Sure enough, seconds after the thought had crossed his mind, he felt a firm grip on his arm pulling him towards the strange...people? Danny knew he could easily win, but he didn't want to use his powers against his guardian. However, he wasn't gonna go down without a fight, so he began pulling on the hand and trying to dig his feet into the floor. Though his actions seemed to slow the movement, it wasn't enough to stop it.

"Hey little man," the bright red figure stated quietly, clearly remembering the first encounter with the boy and his reactions to the loud and excited nature of his voice. This time he was careful, the enthusiasm and cheer didn't seem to lessen, though his volume and overall eagerness was toned down. Danny appreciated the thought, even if the consideration wasn't enough to avoid a slight jump.

All of the adults seemed to have soft smiles and sympathy written on their features. Danny knew that Batman had probably shown them his file from the GIW, though the knowledge didn't keep him from being annoyed at the invasion of privacy.

How had Batman even have gotten the damn file?

After a moment of standing stiff and still in front of the heroes, he decided he should make a move.

That move just so happened to be disappearing and flying up to the rafters as quickly as possible. Which, thankfully, was successful seeing as no one seemed to expect the blatant use of power. Fine by him, he prefers people underestimate him.

The boy found a perch in a corner of the rafters that was cloaked with shadows. He watched the people for a minute before carefully letting go of his powers. He pulled his knees to his chest and observed the panicked adults. The calmest person was Batman, who was scanning the room for signs of the Halfa with a stoic, blank look.

Danny watched the man sigh and lock eyes with him. The boy froze but made no move to reveal himself. The Dark Knight mouthed, 'I'll be back soon. Stay in the tower.'

The Halfa nodded.

"He's fine. He might come out later but he's still here. He can take care of himself. Let's get this meeting over with so that I can find him and drop him off at the mountain. Shall we?" The Caped Crusader motioned to the "war room" according to Dick.

The heroes all gave another brief and frantic scan of the room before deciding that if the Bat wasn't worried about his ward then the boy should be fine.

After entering the room they started grilling Superman, who was the leader on the mission to infiltrate what they believed to be the main headquarters of the Ghost Investigation Ward.

"Report." Batman said calmly, though an air of impatience surrounded him.

The Man of Steel cleared his throat, "it was the main headquarters. We managed to get in and go through and gather a few files on other facility locations, including the one that Danny was held in. We also got out with relative ease, only running into a few guards but left no trace. I sent the files to all of you and I figured that we can learn what we can about the agency and return to the base and begin to take them down. After the main facility is gone the rest will be easier." Batman relaxed ever so slightly at the news.

"I want to look over the files and begin planning our attack by tomorrow. I want this agency gone. For good."

The rest of the heroes nodded and made noises of agreement. The aura surrounding Batman returned to its normal tall, dark, and brooding nature.

"Any news on the impending ghost threat?" The man asked, turning to Wonder Woman. She nodded.

"There was an energy spike similar to Danny's signature, indicating the arrival of an influx of paranormal beings. They might be making their move on this plane soon." She drawled in her unique accent.

"Then tomorrow we have to decide which to focus our attention on. Keep an eye on both until then in case either decide to do something." He received another round of agreements.

The meeting went on for another hour as they made their way through the normal motions for team meetings.

As it came to a close, Batman stood and began heading out.

"I need to go look for Danny. I will wait by the Zeta tubes so we can go to the mountain. We'll have the team stay there while we go look into a few facilities." He didn't wait for a response, instead moving towards the main room to call for his ward.

And as promised, the Bats were waiting, hand in hand, by the zeta tubes ten minutes later. Without a word, the heroes and the Halfa transported from the Watchtower to the Mountain.