Author note: Inspired by the post on tumblr, never-enough-sam. tumblr post/54673968791/heroes-there-is-no-such-thing-x (no spaces). and yes, I did reblog it (my tumblr is clockworksapprentice) and add this one-shot to it, but it was the shortened version.

~CWA

I am no hero. Danny fell to the ground, bloody and tired. He crawled over to the tree, his wounds were painful, but he couldn't take it anymore. He transformed into his human half and just leaned against the tree. His wounds were hurting him so much. Broken bones, broken ribs, scratches, cuts, bruises...He just felt like he was dying. Looking down he realized that,he was dying.

He was dying every day inside. Everyone hated him. His parents hated him. The town hated him. They all thought he was a villain. He felt so tired of protecting a town that didn't even want him. Now, he just couldn't take it anymore. And now, now he was dying on the outside too.

To make it worse, he felt like his sanity was just slipping. He smiled, only he was clueless enough to continue this act for so long. His sanity had to be gone. That was the only answer. The answer why every day he felt less and less connected to the world. The answer why he felt so distant. The answer why he didn't really care anymore.

"Danny," Sam called through the Fenton phones worriedly, "Danny, you have to get back here! Dan's destroying everything! We need you Danny. We need a hero!"

Danny chuckled, coughing up some blood as he did so and called back to Sam,

"There's no such thing as heroes, Sam...I'm done."

Then...he closed his eyes for the last time...