Danny Curses As He Pulls The Batfamily Out Of The Hands Of The Cultists Once Again.

Halloween prompts no. 25

Nightwing came across some supernatural entities walking down the dark streets of Bludhaven. Upon confronting them he found out they were sloshed beyond belief and in a great mood. After chatting with them, they revealed they had just come from a party full of other supernatural beings and told him he should go too.

After getting the location from them he went on his way to investigate. If this party was harmful then he'd shut it down, if not, well. It had been a while since he cut loose.

Arriving at the location he found a bit more than just a party, but a full supernatural rave! It was hard to see past the darkness and the colorful lights shows, but everything was actually covered in a thick layer of ice. The walls, the floors, the cielings, heck, even the electronics, lights and discoballs were made of the stuff. It wasn't very cold to the touch and wasn't slick at all so he let it go for now.

The techno music began to wind down as a figure walked onto the stage in the back and people from the various dance floors and platforms cheered. Appearently the preformer had left for a bit on a break but was ready to start up again.

After greeting the crowd and hyping them up a bit he jumped straight into a new song called Monster Disco, a playful upbeat halloweenish tune that soon had Dick bopping to the beat. Nightwing did not expect for the spotlight to land on him or for him to be peer pressured into dancing by a bunch of excited mythical creatures, but superhero life is just like that.

Besides. He had a lot of moves to show off. His siblings didn't call him "Discowing" just for the old suit after all ;)

He knew he was being recorded even before the crowds parted to make a ring around him and the preformer. The kid looked around 14 or so, maybe younger and glowed with a soft white light. He looked ethereal and dick just wanted to ruffle his hair. He did so and got an indignant squad for his efforts and a challenge to a dance off. It was great and they wound up just dancing together in the end anyway.

Turns out the kids name was "Phantom", an obvious fake name but whatever, and his goal with the traveling party was for monsters and humans to have a good time without worrying about what society thinks of them. He confessed he was a type of undead and that he had a really hard time withing the first few years after his death, especially once he discovered he wasn't aging and couldn't pretend to be alive for much longer. This party was ment to bring joy to the people who came to it. Dick could understand that, he used to be in the circus after all. He spotted another camera on the icy cieling and waved at it.

He wondered what his family would say when they saw the video.

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Nightwing was declared missing three days later.

My name is Elin, I am 40 years old, and a mother of three children. Not long ago, I lived a peaceful and happy life with my husband — the man who was the reason for my joy. He provided everything for us, and our home was filled with love, security, and dreams for our children😭💔

But everything changed when the war reached us in Gaza......💔

Our home, our safe place, was completely destroyed. Now we live in a torn, fragile tent that offers no protection from the cold, the heat, or the fear that surrounds us.💔😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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I feel powerless as a mother. There is no greater pain than watching your children’s dreams fade, and their lives hang in the balance.💔🇵🇸

I know you will never let me down 🙏🥹

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I know you won't let me down🙏🇵🇸

Please, don’t forget us......🇵🇸

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Danny: Hey, Dick, can I borrow one of your old Robin costumes? I wanna win the Halloween costume contest.

Dick: Sure. Do you want the tights too?

Danny: The what?

Dick: Tights? Nude skater tights? That I wore underneath to keep warm?

Danny: ...

Dick: ...

Dick: Did you really think I ran around Gotham in the middle of winter with no pants on?

Danny: Knowing you, yes.

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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

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