A Daniel X Fanfic

by Sakura Martinez

Author's Notes:

As promised, here is the sequel to Game Over. You have to had read the said fanfic first before attempting to read this one so that you can fully understand the story.

I was supposed to upload this fanfic at the start of December but some things came up that I needed to push the date back. Also, I took a different route with how the chapters are presented in this fanfic. I won't be posting author's notes every single chapter but would only do so when something important needs to be said. For those who have read Game Over, I do hope you read the Terminal Disks extra chapters which can be found on my blog before reading this.

Anyways, that's that. For more news on the fanfic...and other things, just visit my blog. :D

Enjoy reading! :)

Disclaimer:

I do not own Daniel X, or the characters in that story. James Patterson own the rights for them. What I do own is the idea for the fanfic and this fanfic itself.

Summary:

After surviving Void's Game, being reunited with his drang, and learning the truth about Void, Daniel X leaves with Khadagh to prepare for the imminent battle between Number One and Two. But when both Daniel and Khadagh disappears, The Prayer begins his revenge, seeking the aid of a mysterious group. Now, it's a race against time our heroes to put a stop to The Prayer's latest scheme before it's too late and it will take everything in their power to do so.

Daniel X: Out of Time

Prologue

I wasn't used to saying goodbye, and I don't think I would ever get used to that. Of course, I shouldn't really think of it as a goodbye. It was more like a see-you-later sort of thing. After all, Daniel was only going to go away for a couple of months to train with Void—with Khadagh...And, we all were going on our separate ways to train; to be ready for when the time for battle comes.

It had been exactly one month and four days since we completed Void's Game. Actually, it was only Daniel who completed it. As embarrassing as it sounds, me, Emma, Willy, and Joe all got erased—kicked out—of the game. And, even though it has already been that long, I still couldn't believe how things had turned out. Mostly I still couldn't wrap my mind around the fact that Void—Khadagh—was actually Daniel from an alternate future who was dragged into our time by Altrea and Graff—Daniel's mom and dad in hopes to give Daniel a chance against The Prayer.

I've listened to the Terminal Disks with Daniel and the others, and even though I have heard of the explanation, I still couldn't help but feel confused. It wasn't like Aunt Altrea and Uncle Graff to break the rules when dealing with time travel, but they broke it. Twice, might I add. Once when they took Khadagh from his own time and dragged him here. The second time was when they helped him imprison the Undinogh from Khadagh's timeline.

They say that when you messed with the flow of time, you are surrendering yourself to the wrath of time itself. I don't like to think about, nor would I say it out loud—especially to Daniel—but there are times that I think that maybe that's what happened with Aunt Altrea and Uncle Graff. Maybe that's the reason why they ended up dead. Because time took revenge on them in the form of The Prayer.

I shook the grim thoughts from my head. These thoughts had been entering my mind since we learned that Daniel was going to go away. Since Khadagh made sure that we understood that we were all going on our separate ways to train before the day of reckoning arrives...which, according to him, was coming soon. He loves giving out apocalyptic news like that. You wouldn't believe the amount of pessimism that seems to be constantly inside of him. It is infuriating and it makes me wonder how, exactly, I had managed to survive living with him for so long.

"You know, I could really use a smile right about now," Daniel's voice cut through the jumble of thoughts that had caught my attention, snapping me from them. He was looking at me with that sheepish smile on his face. His messy blond hair went past his brow, hiding part of his deep, blue eyes. "And, I need all of you here, with me, right at this moment."

He was wearing his parka, a pair of faded, blue jeans and black shirt. Not something you would have thought an Alien Hunter would wear. But, then again, you wouldn't really think of us as anything but a pair of ordinary teenagers who just happen to be standing in a middle of a snow-filled clearing overlooking a cottage that was big enough to house seven Alparians.

"I am here with you," I answered, crossing my arms. The cold didn't bother me and I couldn't say that it was because of what I was wearing, myself: which was a light-pink padded jacket, skinny jeans, and a turtleneck shirt. My blond hair was tied in a ponytail—a hairstyle that Daniel didn't really like on me but I decided to wear anyway for the day.

"No, you're not, Dana," Daniel argued, "You're mind's wandering. You didn't even hear what I had said before."

Normally I would have taken the bait and scoffed at him, argued with him some more. But not today. For some reason I didn't want to engage in our usual, friendly banter.

I sighed, "You can't really blame me, Daniel. You're leaving tomorrow and you won't be back until who-knows-when. This reminds me too much of the last time we said goodbye to each other, that day when you left Alpar Nok."

"But I'm not going to be gone for long, Dana," he had completely turned to face me, taking my hand into his. "I'll be back before you know it. So let's just enjoy the time the others have given for us to be together before Khadagh drags me off."

I let another sigh escape my lips, but in the end I couldn't help smiling as I wrapped my arms around his neck and looked into his eyes and gave him a quick kiss.

"Okay," I gave in, "What do you have in mind?"

Daniel's grin widened as he held me close. He was half a head taller than me. He clapped his hands together and, seconds later, a snow mobile had materialized right behind him, along with two helmets. "How about we start of with a ride?"

I laughed as I broke free from him and grabbed one of the helmets, I wasn't going to let him be the one to drive. Daniel didn't complain, though, as he sat behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist. But, even as I enjoyed his company and tried my best to forget my worries, I couldn't help but have that strange feeling.

The feeling that this was going to be the last time that I would feel the warmth of Daniel's touch, taste his lips, and enjoy his company.

It wasn't supposed to feel like the last day we have together.

It wasn't supposed to be a goodbye.

But when Daniel left with Khadagh, it sure felt that way.