Soo...uhhh MERRY LATEMAS!

You all have been fantastic with the reviews, funny how I only posted the prologue as a teaser. I wasn't originally going to work of this fic until OoA and PoTJ's was at the 25 chapter mark. But with PoTJ's in the midst of an edit and the next chapter of OoA not written yet, I thought I'd spare you all and get Robins chapter out before another long wait for Kid Flash's. It also didn't help I had major writers block with trying to write this all year and didn't figure out a way until tonight at...11:47. It is now 12:33 and I want to sleep. I figured, if I couldn't get all of Robins chapter done in one go, I would split it in two. One in the begining, then one at the end.

Also, yes, I realized by the time I posted this Danny isn't technically the youngest, seeing as Captain Marvel is actually a 10 year old. But let's say the League doesn't know that yet. I haven't seen the Justice League cartoons since….i think I was 13, I'm 25 now, so forgive me, my memory is spotty. And I didn't watch a whole bunch of Young Justice so everything is pretty much taking place sometime during YJ's first season, but not following the plots that took place during the show, because Conner and Miss Martian are still dating.

Also, for those earlier reviewers wanting a Danny/Artimis or Danny/Miss Martian pairing…You are tough out of luck, I'm following canon pairing this time around and it won't even be a huge point. The only chapter that will get mentions of romantic partners is Superboys' anyways.

1/06/2019 EDIT: Ok, new text and dialogue added, GiW no longer called terrorists, but fanatics. The JL does not come across as scummy or manipulative anymore and Danny joins on his own free will under his own terms. And he is informed beforehand, and agrees to being the teams den mother, although reluctantly.

Ok, I hope this much needed edit of this chapter is much more concise than it previously was, people who have read the chapter already may want to reread to update yourself on the new flow of the story and interactions.

Also, thanks to The Sin of Justice for talking with me and giving your opinions on a better, less scummy way for things to play out

Things at home were a mess when Danny came back to Amity Park. Not ghosts-blew-it-up bad, but the Guys in Whites' facility had apparently gone up in flames.

His parents were actually terrifying it seems.

There was a great, big, dramatic reunion with his mom, dad, and sister who he had the awkward pleasure of walking in on as they were apparently strapping grenades to their belts as if they were on a mission. A blowing up of GiW buildings across the state to search for their son after their friends and sister spilled the beans sort of mission.

He was flattered, really. It was a massive weight off his shoulders when he walked in, they stared at each other and then his parents were suffocating him with bear hugs strong enough to break someone's spine. There was crying. Lots of it. Mostly on his dad's side, and his mom wouldn't stop running gloveless hands through his hair, or smooshing his face as if he weren't real. It pained him to realize how much his disappearance had shaken his parents, and he never wanted that to happen again.

But he probably could have done without the twenty-four hour velcro parents…

The best part about learning that his parents knew he was Phantom now, was that when it finally hit them, Jazz said they threw all hollow hatred for his ghost half away, because that was their son.

His parents still love him. That was all he needed in the world at the moment.

When he was finally settled back in, checked over for injuries, then dinner ordered from his favorite pizza place the family sat down to talk about what happened.

The Fenton's now owe the Justice League.

At least, that's how Danny's dad sees it. And the Fenton's always return a favor once you gain their gratitude, Dad's words, not his. Danny was fine with maybe never coming in contact with them again (all Hero worship of the Dark Knight not withstanding). Because he was uncomfortable with their scrutiny, Supermans' in particular and because that dude radiated heat like the sun and Danny was in no hurry to feel like he would melt on contact.

So anyways… Fenton side of his family must be some pretty obsessive people even compared to ghost, and Danny wasn't sure if that was funny, ironic, or both.

As it was, his family didn't have to figure out a way to contact the Justice League to swear their undying loyalty or whatever his dad was screaming about until the wee hours of the morning. Someone contacted the Fenton's through their publicized niche research papers, and seeing as they were the only researchers in Amity with ties to Phantom. Superman and Batman had requested they get in contact with Phantom for them.

When asked why, it wasn't only Danny who didn't quite know how to feel about the Leagues intent on Phantom joining their ranks. And if Danny was honest, he didn't really want to. He was content with dealing with the ghost problem in Amity Park, it was his problem, and the only problem he cared about. The Justice League had more than enough allies to handle the world's issues without lumping in a C average student in with them.

Not that they knew Phantom was an under aged, underachieving teenager that can't grow facial hair any more than he could grow height.

And Phantom, when 'contacted' said as much in not those exact words, but he was pretty sure his refusal was clear enough to be understood. Phantom's place was in Amity, punching ghosts and helping little old ladies across the street. Not terrorists. Or psychopathic millionaires (Except for Vlad, but he wasn't much for villainy anymore, he's really mellowed out in his old[er] age). Phantom was adamant that world saving was not his forte, just town saving and he was fine with that.

Superman's jaw dropped a little in disbelief that he was being refused and everything. Danny kind of felt proud at telling Mr. Red Blue and Spandex 'no'.

Batman was…well he was scowling, but from what Danny understood, scowling was Batman's default expression so he didn't know if he accepted his answer or not.

Which, didn't really bother Danny as much as he thought—refusing one of the big leagues leaders and all that. Danny just didn't want to deal with that…and leaving Amity if he was called to.

He thought he was being pretty reasonable in his refusal.

However…Some of the inner circle must not have gotten the memo.

Because they were always popping into the area and trying to talk with him. It spooked him on more than one occasion that left him flying home in a blur honestly.

Danny doesn't talk to other hero's, he barely talked to the Amity Park news crew unless caught when there wasn't a ghost to catch. It just wasn't his thing, he wasn't use to it. No one had bothered to help him out before hand, so why start now? Because he said 'no' to the head honcho and that is a big no-no?

The halfa didn't understand adults.

The only one who he was even half inclined to at least give some of his time to was the off chance it was Batman hiding out in some alley or roof top during his late night patrols. The teenager owed him, the Dark Knight saved his life after all. And he at least didn't nag him about his desire to see Danny fight alongside them or whatever.

Curiously, he seemed to mostly be checking in on him. Though he didn't say that's what he was doing in so many words, but that was the impression the ghost boy got from him.

It was about that time that Fenton Inc., his parents company where they outsource their more basic household inventions, got a generous endorsement from that Wayne company in Gotham. There was even talk of the crazy rich company showing interest in his parents paranormal research.

When Phantom once brought it up with Batman, the older man simply smirked and made some vague comment about how the Wayne company often supported those related to the League in some way.

Danny was…less than enthused about what he could mean.

As for his parents, they were conflicted about what the League was asking of them and of Phantom. Of course the Justice League didn't seem to know that Danny Phantom was actually their son, Danny Fenton. Danny had always made sure that none of the hero's that popped in had followed him to a place that could be linked to the Fenton's. So the supers didn't know the unease they felt, letting their youngest child join an international superhero organization where he could be put into mortal danger—because yes, Danny was very much still capable of dying from things that could kill a human, he was just more durable.

His parents were with him when he refused the Justice Leagues offer.

They did, however, help the League in other ways to show their thanks though—in saving the local hero. His parents sent over Danny approved research into ghosts and revised much or their notes and even supplied the League with capture devices.

There isn't much ghost activity that really warrants Phantoms attention in any other parts of the world; Amity Park was ghost central for a reason. But that seemed to satisfy most of the League.

As for the head honcho's that run the place though...it just made them want him more. Danny felt like he should be worried.

It wasn't that Batman had to tell him everything. Robin, in some little part in the back of his mind knew Batman was a grown man and did not need his charge demanding answers from him when said charge was at least half his age.

It just….it would be appreciated to be told every once in a while when the Dark Knight himself changed the passwords to his restricted files.

Robin made it a habit to check into the restricted section of Batman's personal computer since joining this team of his. The dark city was still his home whether he now found himself in Rhodes Island or not. And they were proper superhero's—whether the league wanted to recognize them as such or not. And having the most up to date information on villains the League has on watch is always good to have on hand. You know, in case the team ran into one of them.

It was always good to be prepared, to have one up on enemies and such. Batman taught him that.

And ok, so there was also information on all the superhero's that were a part of the Justice League in the restricted section too, and with information not present in the Watchtowers master computer. And sometimes Robin liked to play at being perceived as omniscient like his mentor. There was nothing wrong with that either. Batman taught him well—regardless of how much it sometimes hurt for the mini caped crusader to admit.

So the least the damn guy could do was send an email or video message telling the child he raised and trained and what have you, that he changed the damn passwords to his computers restricted data!

Robin narrowed his eyes as his encryption key fail again in as many as the twenty minutes he's been running it to break the password block. That little part of him, the part that was suspicious and paranoid about everything and everyone was sending an alarm bell off in his brain.

Maybe he'd have to take a trip down to Gotham City to speak with his onetime mentor and guardian.

Of course Danny couldn't continue on as if the Justice League had never come into his alter egos life.

That would have been wishful thinking.

Danny, at some point within the same year did eventually find himself in a situation where he, his friends, and his family were sorely outnumbered and stretched too thin to handle on their own.

It was a bit of a pickle…And ok, so 'pickle' is putting the sudden, violent takeover of Amity Park by the Guys in White and putting all its citizens in serious danger mildly. But the attack on the town by the apparently now classified as a psychotic, fanatical group against those not strictly classified as a living, breathing human being from earth took him and the other inhabitants of the supernaturally charged town by horrific surprise.

Apparently, his parents just did not blow up enough of their 'research' facilities.

And the pristinely dressed soldiers were not just inclined to hurt others like Phantom. The whole towns innocents were a target, in just three days Amity was shut down and barricaded and everything was so much bigger and deadlier than some ghost popping into the human world for a bit of violent fun, or unfinished business. The GiW were out for blood. They wanted the Ghost Zone destroyed, they wanted Phantom dead, and they wanted each and every human being that sided with the inhabitants of the parallel world taken down with them.

Danny saw, with his own eyes his first dying man and the sudden and horrifying formation of a spirit killed in cold blood.

That was when he realized he had to call in professionals; he needed the Justice Leagues help.

It just so happened that one of the few times Batman had popped in like a demented, but cool uncle he had given Phantom a communicator that could get in touch with those in the Watchtower.

The call itself was in the early morning hours of the fourth day Amity Park was under siege. It was Batmans face that greeted him on the screen and the second Phantom's blood smeared face and lost expression and sallow complexion registered, his first words were:

"I'll send help imidiately."

In the proceeding call, to give the arriving group of hero's lead by Batman Phantom laid it all down in a rush that left him breathless and jumpy. He was running on hardly any sleep and dealing with witnessing his first real life death at seventeen; Danny wanted to cry, he didn't even have to ask. Help was coming.

The Guys in White were demolished before the end of the fourth day and Batman got a hug from the very tearful ghost hero of Amity Park.

And then quietly, Danny agreed on very strict terms, that he would join the Justice League.

Batman understood it was in name only and didn't try to fight the stubborn ghost on his terms like some of the others tried. For that Phantom-Danny, was grateful.

When Batman pulled Phantom aside, and things were said, Danny was even more grateful to have a secretive, and understanding man like him on his side. Because now it wasn't just his town Batman saved, but the Knight was even saving the truth about him under lock and key.

It happened on a Tuesday.

It wasn't a very important day. Nothing of note was planned, and there was no report from the Watchtower that would have informed the team on earth that anything was up. But suddenly the big names from the Justice League were not available.

Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman, the Green Lantern, Martian Man Hunter, the Flash, Hawk Girl, and maybe a few others had been sent out on something Batman thought to keep only in the inner circle of the JL. The hero that drew the short straw in monitoring the computer room when he called couldn't tell Robin much other than Batman had organized some kind of coup in a no name town that had called in for some help.

Zealots or something.

There wasn't anything on Rhode Island's local news, so Robin tried a few other news programs before not finding anything more other than accounts of a large group of hero's on the move. So Robin took to the online forums he liked to stalk and news reports there as well.

A name was mentioned. Amity Park.

'A nice place to live.'

Or, as some of his online haunts liked to say: A strange place for strange people.

But that was as far as the boy wonder had gotten. The media involving the small town in Illinois was surprisingly sparse online, it was like they were isolated from the rest of the country.

Robin gave up trying to dig too deep by the time he hit the touristy sites claiming Amity Park to be the most haunted place to live.

Batman was back at Gotham by the next day anyways so he could try and weasel out his computers password and shrug off whatever town saving mission they had gone on. Robin's thinking was, that if it had really been that important, there would have been more media outlets and viral videos trying to get reports and visuals out there.

Eventually, Danny began to be comforted by the idea of having people like those in the Justice League at his back. It had been around a month and a half and after thinking about it, as long as his terms weren't breached, he'd be willing to consider the superhero club good allies to have should another widespread attack-by humans-no less should happen again. Ghosts, he knew how to handle. Humans...not so much.

Danny was trusting the JL to not take advantage of this trust he had put in them. So far, they hadn't called on him for anything they couldn't already handle without him. No out of state supernatural issues, or portals leading to swirling green masses. Everything was looking to have calmed down.

Until today.

It was after school and he, Sam, and Tucker were walking home. Then the communicator in his bag started beeping. It was a bit of a scramble to find a hiding spot to transform in. It was Batman, asking—demanding really- in his very special Batman way that he was to come to the Watchtower as there was an ongoing assignment the main circle thought him best suited for.

And of course, now that phantom was now under Batman's thumb essentially and owed him a great deal, he heaved a great sigh in that way only teenagers could and agreed to travel via Zeta tube to the Watchtower in the next ten minutes.

Travel by zeta tube was a weird and disorienting experience.

Inside the Watchtower, Danny passed by the hero's that regularly called the space station home. Some looked at him, as they always did, caught off guard by his appearance in regards to his age. Though Phantom had made it clear to Batman he did not want any information about him out to the public, or even the other members, they still seemed to greatly enjoy gossipy speculation.

Floating up to a window that overlooked the earth, the ghost boy breathed in deeply before letting out another heavy breath. Because as much as he adored being out here, in space of all places, he did not want to be bothered by whatever assignment Batman wanted to give him.

Perhaps though, it will be something he could have done by dinner time.

He most definitely will not get the job done before dinner.

"You want me to what?" he asked to no one in particular as he stared at the main circle in incredulity.

"Typically it would be my rotation for the month, however I have some business overseas with a drug lord and cannot take over." Black Canary crossed her arms with a shrug.

"And everyone else?" Danny waved his arms across the group of responsible adult hero's.

"Busy. We are literally only here to tell you what to do before we go back to the issues we were attending to." Superman pursed his lips.

"Did no one think a dead teenager watching a bunch of living teenagers is a disaster waiting to happen?" Danny groaned, arms up in the air as his ghostly tail wriggled under him. "I am literally the least qualified to babysit a human being! I've only babysat the Lunch Lady and Box Ghost kid once, then never again! You want to know why?" He gave the adults a wide eyed pleading look.

They just stared back in amusement.

"She almost got eaten by a giant snake monster in the zone! Lunch Lady almost chopped my head off with a cleaver!"

"Calm down Phantom." Batman ordered. "The team you will be keeping an eye on are mature enough. But there is more concerning the matter that we wanted to discuss..."

Robin pulled at his hair with a shriek of fury as once again, his attempts to get into the mystery file were rejected. Wally poked his head into his friend's door with a quirked brow.

"Still nothing on that pet project of yours?"

Robin answered with a frustrated yell and arm waving towards his computer. Kid Flash nodded sagely.

"Then maybe take a break and come back to it later?"

Robin screamed into a pillow; Wally gave a scandalized look.

"Well, no need to use that kind of language, Bats would be offended."

The speedster ducked with ease as a pillow flew at his face and he snickered.

"No."

"Phantom-"

"No, I really don't think I'd be much help." Phantom shook his head resolutely.

"You stay a week out of every month, teach them, show them how to handle the kind of situations they should expect as growing hero's" Black Canary was interupted by a groaning Phantom.

"I am perpetually always a teenager. I know how they act. We like to think we're matire, and know everything, but then you're being blamed for a mayor taking you hostage when you are trying to save an entire town from being possessed by the ghost police, and all you wanted to do that day was let someone else deal with it and go to sleep." Phantom deadpanned.

The Justice League gave Phantom a series of looks that ranged from incredulous to disturbingly curious. The white haired boy crossed his arms.

"Did that—"

"Yes, it happened."

"What—"

"I pissed of the warden because I was trying to get a present from the human world out of the Ghost Zone because someone forgot their anniversary."

"I—What?" someone hissed in a perpetual state of confusion.

"Can we get back on topic?" Superman pleaded with his head in a hand.

Danny narrowed his eyes at the adults.

"They aren't going to listen to me, I'm technically the same age as Aqua Lad."

"The kids would be far more accepting of advice from someone their age than that of an adults." Aqua Man sighed in resignation.

"The only way they wouldn't take advice from adults that have literally trained them for ages is if you had done something to loose all trust in you...or I don't know, you didn't take them seriously. Like ever." Phantom crossed his arms.

The Justice League, a group of grown adults with mad skills all collectively winced. The Ghost Boy flung his hands over his head in exasperation.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me?! How did you even-I'm just there to make sure something doesn't explode, right? That's all I have to do every month I visit them?"

"Pretty much, yeah." The Green Arrow admitted sheepishly.

"I cannot believe you guys!" Phantom moaned.

Robin slinked out of his darkened bedroom with a pout like any other young teenager would give when he didn't get his way. Walking down the hall, he stifled a jaw creaking yawn. He decided to take Wally up on his suggestion for a break after realizing just how sore his back and eyes were getting after slouching in front of a computer for hours on end in the dark.

And honestly speaking, the boy wonder was close to a serious rage quit. Trying to figure out what was in that file in the Watchtowers super computer was the hardest thing he'd ever tried to figure out, Batman surely out did himself with the protection of this person—whoever they were.

He didn't dare go to the man himself for answers or demand access by this point. Robin didn't think he could keep his calm composer if the Bat so much as smirked in his general direction.

Stepping into the kitchen for some much needed coffee the boy heard the raucous laughter of the other teenagers on the team located in Mt. Justice. Skulking over to make his presence known, Robin noted the teenagers in their usual seats as a cheesy sitcom played on the big monitor.

Megan was, as typical of these sit down days, sitting snug next to Conner who was scowling up at the program playing as he typically did when he didn't understand the joke.

Kaldur, who was comfortably sat in one of the lone arm chairs was the first to notice him skulk in. He was greeted with a patient smile and wave.

"I see you've come out of the Birds Nest." He says.

Robin squints at the older boy spitefully.

"Can we not call my room that? It's not cool, ool man, real ool."

Kaldur rolls his eyes and Wally, who was just now clearing his throat of a mouthful of chips, pats the empty space on the couch for him. Without another word, the kid takes care not to spill his hot drink right onto his lap as he slouches down with a tired, defeated sigh.

"So have you given up on that mystery file?" Artimis asked off-handedly on Wally's other side as she sipped at her drink. Robin groaned.

"I dunno what to even do anymore, maybe I'll come back to it after a rest."

"Maybe a shower too?" The Kid Flash wrinkled his nose. "Cause dude, you reek. How long have you been cooped up in that birds ne—"

"Call it what I think you're going to call my room and I will pour this coffee down your pants." The Boy Wonder threatened.

Wally's mouth shut tight, but glared playfully at his friend.

"Your sooo…ool."

It was then, that the monitor they had been watching some crappy sitcom on cut out to reveal Batman's facade. The teams joking manor chilled as they all looked to the adult, ready for whatever this sudden call was for.

"Expect Superman and I in twenty minutes, we have someone you need to meet." Was all he said before the call cut, leaving a room full of confused teenagers.

They looked amongst themselves for the answers, but with no knowledge of what was possibly going on it was anyone's guess.

"Think it could do with all of your attempts of getting into one of his private files?" Kid Flash nudged Robin. The dark haired boy crossed his arms, unsure how to answer.

"We will just have to see then." Kaldur spoke up as he started to make his way to the Zeta Tubes.

It was exactly twenty minutes when the Zeta Tubes activated, the VI voiced the arrival of both Justice League members. And that was expected.

What wasn't expected, was the announcement of a third party with Batman and Superman.

Someone called Danny Phantom.

Robin knew, in that moment, something was up.

"Team," Batman was the one to address the group of confused, but curious teenagers who were trying to see a figure just out of sight behind Batman, and noticeably trying to be as far from Superman as possible.

"Batman, Superman," Kaldur greeted civilly. "Is something the matter?"

"Well, not here exactly, but, well, a lot of your usual guardians will be indisposed right now. We've got a bit of a nationwide scramble today and no time to find someone to take charge of your training." Superman admitted.

"That's why we have made the unanimous decision to appoint you with a permanent overseer—"

"I am not going to be called an 'overseer'."

Batman brushed off the voice from behind him and continued talking.

"He has just recently joined the Justice League, but due to...circumstances cannot be called away from his town often. We expect him to be your permanent go between, between you and the Justice League. As well as a guide as you grow into your role as the registered hero's of this state." The Dark Knight explained, before stepping aside to reveal to Robin's well hidden surprise, a floating teenager, probably not much older than Kaldur.

Pale and washed out with skin like death and a shock of white, messy hair and an eye color that made him uncomfortable. His lower body was replaced with a gastly tail that faded into nothingness.

"Um…" The pale figure raised a hand awkwardly and waved at the silently freaking out, too shocked to speak audience. "Um…Hi?"