Disclaimer:  I'm only doing this once.  I do not own Marvel. I own Danny, Doggy, Arcane, Herman the bat, Hezibah the hyena, Kally, and any other characters that pop up in here.  That are mine.  So read and have fun.

Alright, Author's note!

This idea has been bouncing around for a while now, and I didn't want to start it until after Twisted Alliances was finished.  But now it is.

This is my first attempt at horror.  Don't worry, there will still be a good bit of humor.  Can't have a Danny fic without humor.

Shout-outs for twisted Alliances!

HoneyBug17:  But of course.

Chrissy:  Power to Danny's army.  Sunny thanks you for the good luck! :)

Flamingo1:  Hmm….I'd have to say because it tasted tasty.

Akai Kah'ghe:  Well, it isn't really a sequel, but here's another Danny/Doggy fic!

Rogue77:  Cookie is such a fun word.

Laureate:  Miss them no more!

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"C'mon, Dan!  You're so slow!"

"Hey, I'm not a track runner alright?  If you won't runners, go find Pietro!"

My legs were so stiff.  I'd been wandering around in the forest by the institute, pulling another all nighter.  Jubes was about a block in front of me.  We were running to the store.  Doggy and Hezibah decided to stay home. 

"You couldn't catch molasses on a cold day, Danny!"

"Bring it on, fireworks girl!"  I laughed. 

Three months.  Three months I had been off the three week grounding for the little road trip my friends and I took. I was all healed and feeling good about myself.  Except for the whole driving thing.  Professor Xavier had forbidden me to drive.  Ever.  But that was okay.

A kid ran out in front of me, chasing a dragonfly.  What happened next felt like slow motion.

The kid ran out into the street after the bug.  There was a lot of honking.  I turned my head to see a pick-up barreling towards the kid.  Too fast to stop in time.  I dropped everything and threw myself forward.  I don't know why.  Maybe it was because I saw Jared instead of someone else's kid.  Or maybe I have this sort of ingrown responsibility to take care of any kid I see.  But in any case, I threw myself forward and pushed the little kid out of the way.

SCRRREEEEEEECCCHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!

"DANNNNYYYY!"

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"OhnononoIcouldn'thelpI'm so:sob:sorryProfessorshewasbehindmeand:sob:thecar-"

"It's okay." Kurt hugged her. Jubilee was in hysterics.  "She vill be fine.  She's a tough kid.  Hey, go sit by Bobby."  She nodded and sat down in a chair by Bobby, who put his arm around her and let her cry against his shoulder.

The hospital was impeccably clean, like all hospitals are.  The Professor made sure that Kurt and Bobby could take care of Jubilee and then wheeled up to the front desk.  Jean and Kitty went with him.  All of the others were still at the institute.

"Excuse me," He asked the woman at the front desk, "I'd like to check on one of my students.  She was brought in here not long ago."

"The hit and run?  I'll get her doctor for you."  She hurried off.  Kitty looked back towards Jubes. She was still crying, but it wasn't as loud now.

"Hello.  My name is Doctor Elijah Garen."

Professor Xavier looked up to see a rather handsome man, blonde hair, a noble chin, strong brow, and trusting smile and clear brown eyes. 

"My name is Professor Xavier.  One of my students is here.  I'd like to see how she is doing."

"Ah, yes the hit and run victim.  Right this way.  He gestured them to follow him.  They did so.

"You know, she's a pretty brave kid. I never knew mutants were so brave.  We found out when we did a blood test.  Jumped right in front of a speeding car to push someone else out of the way.  That hit and run-"

"Danny."

Docter Garen turned around to look at Kitty.  "What was that?"

"Her name isn't, like, hit and run, it's Danny."

"Oh."  He turned back around and hurriedly walked off.  He stopped at a door.

"Here she is, err…Danny."

He opened the door.  Danny was lying on the bed, hooked up to a bunch of machines.  Her forehead was bandaged.  She was on a respirator.

"Now, it is my regret to inform you, that Danny is in a coma state.  And I have no idea when she'll wake up.  She had head trauma.  She….may never...wake up.  You must be prepared for that possibility."

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A slight bout of dizziness and then it was gone. I slowly raised myself off the bed.  It was a room I'd never seen before. I looked over to the side.  There were machines on and beeping, but they weren't hooked up to me.

I remember now.  The car.  The flash of bright light and pain in my head.  I reached my hand up.  There was a bandage on my head.  My hair.  My beautiful hair had been cut. Judging by what I felt, it probably looked like a boyish cut.

A hospital.  I was in a hospital.  Alone in my room.  Or alone in the room. I slid out of bed.  I was dressed in what looked like psycho ward pajamas.  Maybe when I got hit they couldn't salvage my clothes, so they gave me the white pajama pants and the T-shirt.  I was barefoot, and the tile floor was cold and hard.  I looked around for a nurse call button.  For some reason there was none.  I sighed.

"I guess I'm walking."

I peeked out of the door.  The hallways were dimly lit.  But that wasn't the weird thing.

They were totally deserted.  Not one soul. 

I padded down the hall, looking around for some sign of life.  There were none.  My heart started to quicken.  Where was everyone?

I looked into other rooms.  No patients.  No doctors.  Not even a janitor.

"Hello?"  My feet began to speed up.  I felt panic gripping me.  I ran through some more halls.  Nobody.

"Whatever sort of prank this is, it isn't funny!"  My voice came out in more of a squeak.  My stomach began twisting itself in knots. 

Okay, now I was afraid.  Something about this was so totally wrong.  Every turn I took and there was still nobody.  I wanted to sit down and bawl.

"Crying won't help you Dan," I consoled myself.  "There's gotta be someone around.  Or we'll just find the exit and leave."

"But you can't leave."

I whirled around and looked down at a little kid.

The same one I pushed out of the way.  He just looked up at me, all innocence. 

Something was wrong.  Horribly wrong.  Something about the way he looked….

"You have to stay here.  And play with everybody else."  Something with his voice.  It sounded so innocent, but there was something underneath it.  I felt cold and icy dread grabbed me.

"You have to stay…Until you can't play with us anymore."  He grinned. 

He wasn't a little kid.  He transformed right before my eyes.  His eyes got bigger and flatter, his teeth turned into crooked rotting points.  His skin got gray, like he had been put out in the sun and the color drained out of him.

"It's time to play, DANNY!!!!!!!" 

He jumped at me.  I saw the knife in his hands.  I ducked away and started running.

"Why aRE YoU RuNnINg DANNNNNNY?!!!" 

I didn't answer.  I ducked down another hallway.    There was a communications center.  I jumped behind the desk.  On the way down I grabbed a phone and tried to dial.

"DaNNyy…WhERe ARe YoU?  CoME OuT aND PlaY."

I managed to dial the number.  It rang a couple of times.  Then somebody picked up.

'Hi we're not here right now.  Because we have better things to do than help you Danny.  POOr DanNY!  HeHEHeeehEHE!'

I put the phone back down fast.  That was something I truly did not want to hear.

"I seE YoU!"

I looked up.  The kid was crouching on top of the desk, with a knife in one hand, prepared to bring it down on me.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" I threw myself to the side.  He fell down flat on his face because he expected to land on me.  I grabbed him.

"WhAT ARE yoU DoinG?  Let ME gO!"

"Gladly."  I shoved him into a nearby food cart.  The kind with little compartments on the bottom.  While I was shoving him, he tried to stab me.  I grabbed the knife away and proceeded to jam his sorry butt into the compartment.  He barely fit.  I grabed anything I could, twine, twist ties, anything and locked him up in there.  When I was done no amount of shoving from the inside could open it.

"HeY Let ME oUT!"

"Maybe after you get some skin cream."  I got up.  I took the knife with me.  The last thing I needed was to be caught off guard again.

I set out again to find someone, anyone, who could tell me what the heck was going on.

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What's this?  A new Danny/Doggy fic!  Though Doggy will come back in a little bit later.

Stay tuned for he next chapter!

Danny finds someone else! Are they friend or foe?

What is the deal with where they are?

Oh what a horrible plight!

Danny the Empath is struck with fright!

Will we see more of this hideous sight?

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