This is the continuation Fire and Ice s/12735079/1/Fire-Ice
This Fanfic will take different characters and their universes to integrate them into the life of Danny and the main characters. I hope you are very well and thank you for reading!
PS. In the next chapter, it will appear finally who you so much asked me about
PS2. My native language is not English, so there may be some grammatical errors, I would be grateful if you would comment on or if you would like to help me with the translation! Greetings
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Two Door Cinema Club - What you Know
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I wouldn't test you
I'm not the best you could have attained
Why try anything?
I will get there
Just remember I know
And I can tell just what you want
You don't want to be alone
You don't want to be alone
Danny
My head was stinging a lot. I do not know how many times I needed to repeat the same speech so They would be convinced that I could do it in front of cameras. We were only one day away from going to AmityPark, after a whole week of political litigation, conferences and signature of agreements for National Security.
At least I would go home. I hadn't spoken to Lenna and didn't really know if she had a place to spend the New Year. "Our relationship" had changed, although I was not sure what kind of relationship we had. But if I had noticed that she had been avoiding me for days; We had had sex a couple of times and I can say that it was quite, quite good ... Maybe the best girl I had ever had sex with, but ... everything had been impersonal, with the lights off and without a single touch of our lips.
-Mr. Fentom! - I returned from my reverie and looked the navy general who explained to me his observations about the attack in Valencia - We made the scan of the face of this woman and according to our databases, She is Jomara Silva, fugitive from Brazilian justice and accused of espionage, money laundering and trafficking ... There is no trace of she into the last five years - I perceived the slight exchange of views of defense secretary and government representative and pinned my eyes on the photograph. Indeed, that had to be Sierra in her human form. -Do you recognize her, Mr. Fentom? Do you remember seeing her in the days before the attack ...?
-No, not- "Jomara Silva, Jomara Silva, Jomara Silva" repeated over and over in my head trying not to forget it and after asking Valerie to help me with the search -As I explained before ... She called herself "Sierra" - Again there was an exchange of glances
-Anything else you want to tell us, Daniel?-
-No ... I hadn't heard about this woman before ... - The sting grew stronger until it became a kind of interference. I was going to get up from the table when a girl came in with a disheveled expression
- Someone is attacking the Ballston Quarter!, There's a lot of fire and nobody can control it- She shouted. It was not long before the screens conveyed the fact. The main entrance had exploded between crystals and flares and people were running around.
Transforming yourself inside the Pentagon hurt a lot. They had at least ten anti-ghost security filters, but If I had waited for them to lead me to the exit (we were in the safest and most recondite quarters of the place), I would have lost at least thirty or forty minutes.
There was no need for explanations, the smoke was seen miles away and chaos reigned around; there was a risk of contagion to the other buildings and of the Mall collapsing. I threw a couple of ice beams, but the fire seemed to kindle. "Fire from the ghost zone?" I murmured as I looked in all directions for another strategy. The fire trucks were piling up in futile efforts to put out the fire.
I entered the mall, no, I did not know how to stop it. I had to tear down the place, create an implosion that would end with the flames and prevent the disaster from expanding into the rest of the block. But, were there other people there? I went around the place screaming, but there was no response.
I went out into the street and started discussing with the firemen and security chiefs. Sure, they did not want to lose the multi-million dollar complex. The discussion lasted a couple of minutes more, until the order reached higher levels and after two search expeditions, they let me in alone. I took a deep breath and threw a ghostly lament, the tremor on the structure was felt throughout the block, before the beams creaked and began to fall on me .
It was five in the morning and I hadn't slept for almost a full day. After the crisis of the Ballston Quarter, I had been forced to give a statement about what happened in the Pentagon, to visit the hospital to see the state in which the victims were and after a coffee and a donut (my balanced food whenever I was very nervous), I went to the suite.
As soon as I entered I realized that something was wrong, the desk in the entrance was turned and there were blood stains on the wall, as if someone had held there to walk. It took me seconds to react before running to the room. She was not there, but there were a mess of things from her bag on the bed and a thick spot on the mattress, I shouted her name several times, but there was no answer, I was about to panic, until I heard her call me from the bathroom, with desperate voice. I went to her and knocked the door in. She was leaning against the wall holding a piece of bloody cloth tightly against her right side. She was pale and her lips a faint violet color.
-You could ... go through the door, you know? - She mocked with a dull tone - Her hair had dried blood and was almost not breathing
-What happened ?, Why did not you transform ?, Why did not you call me? - I went up to her and I knelt down at the height of the wound, I removed her hands and lifted her blouse, something was wrong, it seemed as if the surroundings of the entrance hole had begun to heal, but the skin was green, Lenna was trembling a lot.
-Danny ... - I was still stammering a lot of questions, so I didn't realize she was talking to me -Daniel, calm down please- I looked totally upset, I hadn't seen so much blood before, I didn't know what to do -Is there ...? Is there an exit hole? "I brushed my fingers against her back, still looking at her. No, I didn't feel any holes. She tried to pull back her blouse so I could check it completely, but seeing her expression of pain, I made the determination to tear the blouse myself. The black bralette stood out a lot on her pale, cold skin, covered in blood.
-We have to go to a hospital, NOW- I moaned desperate, I had incorporated staying at her height.
-No, we cannot ... I cannot go to a hospital, I cannot-
-Lenna is not the time for ... -
-I'm a National Security target- She whispered -This bullet is theirs, I don't know how they realized that I had entered the country ... It was they who caused the chaos of Ballston Quarter, they knew that I would not stay still and started firing ... -
-Then tell me what I do- I wanted to ask many questions, but it was not the moment
-You have to take out the bullet ... you ... now- I instinctively recoiled and my body began to tremble as all my blood went to my head provoking an intense dizziness -I cannot do it myself, they are bullets designed ... -
-No, no, no- I was completely terrified -I'll transform and ... -
-It's a tracker- She Moaned -If you transform it will activate ... -
-No, no- I felt beads of sweat run down my face. I didn't want to do it, I could not, I could kill her. I looked at her, tears running down her face and she seemed about to faint, her body trembling uncontrollably.
What if I lost she? What if She died in front of me? No, I did not understand her, I did not know anything about her and at times she seemed annoying, self-centered and uncomfortable. But I could not allow something to happen to Her, in my head that was inadmissible. So after breathing hard I nodded and put my fingers into her abdomen.
Lenna's screams didn't wait, the sound of her voice tearing every inch of my intrusion in her body, rumbled in my ears causing me even more fear. The feeling was warm and unpleasant, small beats indicated my proximity to their organs and arteries, I touched the bullet and trying not to expand my hand I held it, Lenna shouted again gutturally as I withdrew it and removed my fingers from the wound that she began to bleed harder.
The small artifact shone between my bloody fingers. Sure enough, it was not a common bullet; the projectile glowed neon blue and even though it was covered by a thin crystalline layer, the substance altered my phantom sense. I held Lenna before the ground fell, her body writhing in violent spasms.
-It's outside, it's already outside- I repeated hugging her by the shoulders; When I removed the hair from her face her forehead was stained with blood which made me panic again -What do I do-
-Shhh, you did well- Her voice was muffled and sleepy -On my phone ... - Whispered - Look for Hiccup's phone, tell him to come ... I trust him-
The boy didn't take more than ten minutes to arrive, he had reddish brown hair and beard and big light green eyes, he seemed to be my age or maybe a little younger, he was wearing a brown leather jacket and a small backpack. Without saying a word to me, he lifted Lenna into his arms and carried her into the room, whispered something in her ear; He pulled some needles from his jacket and small jars that he began to inject, producing Lenna violent convulsions.
He pulled out a bottle of dense black liquid and injected it directly into the wound, causing Lenna to scream gutturally and writhe strongly, before fainting. He cleaned the wound in her abdomen and began to put some bandages on .. It seemed to me that it had been hours, but the clock read 8:30 in the morning.
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LENNA
I opened my eyes lazily, my body was numb and my head punctured sharply. I breathed trying to rebuild the last hours, even holding the air in my abdomen hurt. "I was in the Quarter Mall, someone had seen me and had started firing at me, in front of all the civilians, no matter if there were children and someone could get hurt, they had hit me in the abdomen ..." Small flashes of what happened were projected on my head, I was in the bathroom, Danny had begged me not force him to take out the bullet, but he had, I could smell vaguely Hiccup.
My hand instinctively went to the wound and then I felt Danny's hand on it. He was asleep behind me and he was holding me by the waist, I could feel his warm breath against my ear and his rhythmic beats were comforting. I tried to become intangible, but it was extremely painful and lasted only a couple of microseconds.
-They hurt you- He whispered in my ear -You will be weak a couple of days, Hiccup said it will take at least a week to transform you again ... - He tried to withdraw his hand from my belly, but I kept it
-Stay- I urged immobilizing him -At ... at least until I fall asleep- I felt like his heart beat faster and gently pressed to my body
-Are you sure?- He asked with a thin voice. I smiled slightly and rested my head on the pillow, after having avoided it during the week, his voice sounded real again, like when we saw movies together or sang like idiots totally out of tune.
-Please, don't go- He rested his head on my neck, breathing slowly in contrast to his energetic beats. I snuggled into his arms instantly, today I would give me that luxury.