Danny ran towards the light, now seeing clearer that it was two separate lights. The lights came from the headlights of a large black van that crashed into the corner of the building at the entrance to the dead-end alley.
Danny rounded the van and saw that in the middle of the street lied a girl, her curly brown hair soaked with blood that also ran down her forehead and one of her closed eyes. she was pale and made no movement whatsoever.
The driver of the van got out and started running away. Danny shouted at him to stop but the driver couldn't hear him.
"Leave it Daniel, she's dead." The boy said coming out of the dead-end alley. His voice completely drained of emotion.
Danny felt his hands curl into fists once more. He wanted to punch the guy into next week, but something told him that wasn't going to do anyone any good. He looked at the girl lying on the ground. There has to be something he could do about it! There just has to be!
Danny ran towards the girl and even though he knew he'd go right though her he kneeled by her side, reaching for her hand with his.
It all happened so fast. The second his hand touched hers a bright light surrounded them both. Danny heard the boy shout something near him, something along the lines of 'DANIEL DON'T!' before everything went black once more.
Danny opened his eyes and quickly closed them as he was greeted with a bright light. He slowly opened his eyes again to adjust to the brightness, then blinking a few times at the white ceiling. great… another white room…
"I see you decided to wake up." A voice said from Danny's right. Danny turned his head and saw a tall doctor flipping through some papers. great! Maybe you'll tell me I'm dead too? Or even better! Tell me I've gone crazy, how about that?
"That was some accident, wasn't it? The driver tried to flee after he hit you, but the cops caught him a few blocks away. He's already waiting for his trial. Don't worry though, you won't have to testify. You healed much faster than most people would. Yet for some reason you only woke up today… but I think you will be able to leave in a few hours. You're pretty much as good as new." The doctor talked then smiled softly at Danny. "Well, I'll let you rest now."
Danny opened his mouth to thank the guy, but the doctor left before Danny got the chance to do so.
Danny lay in bed for a few more moments, simply looking around him. The room was pretty small, and he was the only one in it. Danny half singed half moaned loudly then suddenly froze, his eyes widening. His voice… something was different about it. His hand flew to his throat, but he quickly pulled it back to look at it as something on it caught his eye.
Danny gasped and sat upright in his hospital bed as he stared shocked at his hand. Or rather, the hand that wasn't his. It was much smaller and white, delicate looking and—was that nail polish?
Danny lifted his other hand and fisted both of them, then opened them. Yes, they were indeed parts of his body, but they were not his hands. Danny gasped once more, but suddenly he noticed something about his chest was bothering him.
His hands quickly found his chest and collided with something big and squishy. Oh god. Danny slowly let his gaze drop to his chest, or should he say, breasts.
A scream tore itself from his throat as his hands found the sides of his bed, gripping it until his knuckles turned white. It was a high pitched, girly scream.
The door flew open and the doctor ran to him, followed quickly by two nurses. "What happened?" he asked puzzled, fearing for his patient.
"Oh, uh-" Danny said, trying to ignore his voice "I thought I saw a spider."
"Oh, I see." The doctor said, clearly relieved. "Well, don't worry. After a few tests, you'll be able to go home, and never fear of the spider again."
"T-thank you." Danny chocked out as the doctor and the nurses left the room.
The second the door closed Danny sprang from his bed, tearing out the infusion tube that was connected to the inside of his forearm, then fell onto the floor. He rubbed his head then tried to stand up, a task that was much harder then he thought it would be due to the fact that the center of his balance was located somewhere else entirely.
Danny snuck outside carefully, making sure no one noticed him, and ran until he saw the patient's restroom. He didn't bother checking whether it was for women or men and simply ran inside. He barely stepped into the room as he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the large mirror, all color draining from his face. His hands found his mouth, forcing himself not to scream.
I'm a girl.
