This is to give a bit of info on what happens after.
Danny was doing okay. After what happened, Vlad had taken the boy to his home. Quickly explaining to his parents that he was knocked unconscious at the edge of town. A day before the boy woke, Vlad asked his parents to let him take the lad with him to
his friends and family protested, but Vlad had to assure them that he would take care of him.
The Box Ghost, who was invisible the entire time, overshadowed Jack into persuading Maddie to let the man take care of the boy as they help around the town. Giving in, Maddie packed her son's clothes as Jazz spoke to Vlad with a glare.
"Who do you think you are? I know that you're going to do something to my brother. What? Force him to be your son? Brainwash him? Or–"
"Enough," he said sternly. "I suggest you to mind your own business. I am not going to do that. Daniel went through a mental breakdown, and knowing that you're studying psychology, you should know better than anyone that it'd bebest to
keep an eye on him while he recovers. Since I don't trust your parents in helping their son with this, and him being half ghost, it'd be safe to take him with me, another halfa."
Jazz wanted to argue, she really did, but knowing that he was right, she nodded in defeat. "Fine, but don't do anything to him, otherwise I have a thermos with your name on it."
Vlad nodded, not even bothering to defend himself. He looked at the boy lying asleep on the couch. The boy seemed relax and innocent while asleep like a child.
"You really should stop acting like such a goddamn child." His harsh words echoed through his mind reminding him what he had told the boy. "I have the right to act childish!" The boy had yelled. Vlad had huge amount ofremorse eat
away at his heart. He was angry and frustrated that he said things he knew weren't true.
"Alright, his clothes are all set," said Maddie breaking him out of his thoughts. "Take care of him."
"Of course." He picks up the boy while Jazz takes the bag and place it in his limo.
The millionaire laid the boy's head on his lap as the driver drove off. Hand running through raven black hair, his blue eyes watched as his chest rose and fell evenly.
It's foggy. What is going on? Where am I? I can barely see through it as I make my way around yelling, "Daniel?"
"You did this!" I turn to see Daniel with an arrow in his stomach, red eyes filled with hatred. "I hate you! You failed to save me!"
I recoil, my heart breaking at his words. "No. I did save you. You're safe."
"If I was safe then why am I dead?"
Lightning flashes and there stands a gravestone with Danny's name and birthdate and death day. Staring at it is Daniel himself. His blue eyes look up at mine. "Why didn't you save me?"
Vlad shot awake panting. He placed his hand on the boy's chest.
Thump-thump-thump.
It's still there, he thought to himself. He's safe. I didn't fail him. He's still alive.
Danny stirred a bit before falling back sighed softly. "I really am sorry Daniel. I never meant for anything to happen to you. This can never be forgiven."
"Is fine," murmured Daniel. He looked at the man through half lidded eyes. He wasn't all that aware of his surroundings as his sleep muddled mind was barely registering anything.
Vlad ran his hand through the boy's hair. "How are you feeling?"
Danny just stared at him, not moving or blinking. His blue eyes that held life and joy were now dull and unfocused. It was as if everything that he had done the past months finally got to him. He had honestly no idea what was going on or where he was.
Why was Vlad holding him? What had happened? The exhaustion came back and he went straight back to sleep, enciliting a sigh from the billionaire.
Once they had gotten to the mansion, Vlad immediately took the boy to the room. He was going to stay there until the boy awoke. He wasn't going to let him be alone. Not yet at least. He needed to make sure that Danny would be at least okay enough to functionandnot
think anything suicidal.
For everything that Vlad had done, he was just hoping that their relationship would get better and he'd trust the older halfa. After all, Vlad knew exactly what it meant by Danny defeating the king. He knew that Danny would become a great king. He maybechildish
but he was a great leader, he knew what it's like to be the little guy and he interacts greatly with people. That and he would have his friends with him at every step of the way.
As the male's eyes slowly drifted close, he had one last thought.
Life is a winding road of hurt and happiness, and maybe after all this pain, you may rest and be happy because it is not what you are that chooses fate—it's who you are and strive to be.
Well there y'all have it. It's meh but yeah. Send me some stories ideas that y'all would like for me to write—whether it be for this fic or for a different one—and I will try my best to complete it.