Yeah, yeah, too many stories I'm working on. Well here's the next chapter.
Danny grabbed the hand that had been touching him flipping the man over onto the couch his blue eye staring fiercely down the green one struggling to focus on the balding man pinned to the cushions. Danny's fist had drawn back ready to punch the man in the face.
"Mr. Lancer?" Danny asked suddenly realized who he had pinned beneath him. Lance nodded.
"Who did you expect the government?" Lancer asked slightly amused but the humor dry as he looked at Danny's pained expression.
"Actually… yeah." Danny got off his former teacher, though he could hardly call him that anymore. Lancer watching the boy reading his face like a book wondered where the hurt came from. Danny noticing Lancer watching him buried his emotions beneath a mask of calm as he had learned to do with in the past few months.
"Danny…" Lancer began. Danny shushed him listening intently to the sounds in the quiet house.
"Danny…" Lancer tried again.
"Do you want to die?" Danny growled shushing him again. The barest of noises came from the kitchen causing Danny to jump. Ecto energy would have burst to life in his palms if not for months of getting shock treatments to make him avoid using his powers. Danny took a fighting stance as the shuffling grew more pronounced.
"MEOW?" a black cat looked quizzingly up at Danny. Danny looked relived but didn't relax. He turned to Lancer.
"You have a cat?" Danny asked amused by this for some reason. Lancer nodded.
"Yeah… I get lonely sometimes." Lancer admitted, Danny laughed.
"You know the Mayor finally got a cat after who knows how long I've been telling him he needs one." Danny said trying to joke but the words strained and his smile fake as Paulina.
"Really?" Lancer asked trying to make conversation. Danny nodded sadly.
"That bastard couldn't even help me." Danny clenched his fists, "Not that he would anyway." Lancer was lost again. Danny arranged his shaggy hair to cover his bad eye, "Tell me Lancer… have you see Sam?" He asked. Lancer hung his head.
"Samantha… she… she's dead." Lancer sighed. Danny clenched his fists harder, "I visited her grave last…" Lancer was cut of by Danny suddenly grabbing his shirt and holding him against the wall.
"She's alive… they have her somewhere if she isn't here." Danny glared at the middle aged man. Lancer nodded.
"If you say so Danny." Lancer really doubted the wisdom of letting this boy into his home. Danny noticing Lancer's scared expression relaxed letting Lancer's feet touch the ground as Danny let go of Lancer's rumpled shirt.
"I'm sorry." Danny hung his head ashamed as he backed away, "I'm not like this." Danny backed away, "No matter what they say… I'm not a monster." Danny mumbled the last bit more to himself that Lancer. Falling to his knees Danny gripped his head as tears rolled out of his eyes… well more like oozed out of his broken eye but still.
"She can't be dead Lancer… not yet." Danny sighed, "I know she's alive… I'd know if she died." Danny sobbed. Lancer didn't know what to do the boy was a mess. Lancer hesitantly walked over to him putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Danny… we need to change your bandages." Lancer said not sure what else there was to say. He got an dark chuckle from the teen as Danny stood pulling up his shirt.
"Do what you wish Lancer." Danny closed his eyes, "Tomorrow, you better hope you have on your running shoes." Danny lay still on the ground as Lancer slowly undid the boy's bandages. The deep gashes were mostly healed already, there were dark bruises around the cuts but they had closed up on their own. Danny cracked an eye open looking at Lancer's expression. Other time he would have smiled, but this time… this time the Danny in front of Lancer wasn't quite the same as the one before. Danny watched the older man as the shock on his face turned to horror as he turned to the boy.
"Dear god Fenton… how did this happen to you?" Lancer changed his sentence at the last minute.
"You are polite." Danny observed his voice cold, "Instead of asking what I am you ask how…" Danny smiled, "It's refreshing." Danny's forced smile fell. Danny closed his eyes and sighed, "I guess you'll have to know at some point, but I'm not ready to tell." Danny said as Lancer rewrapped bandages, Danny able to move this time, "My parents can't know I'm here… they'll send me back… there will be more and more of that torture… I wouldn't be able to survive it again." Danny said, "Please Lancer… help me find Sam… that's all I need. Everything else is so effed up right now… I don't know where to start… please…" Danny asked eye flickering with emotion that he so desperately tried to cover up. Lancer couldn't say no to the longing and hardship in the teen's voice, but he couldn't quite say yes either.
"Please." Danny whispered as if his last hope were fading away, already the dull lifeless look had settled back into his eyes. Lancer sighed.
"I'll do what I can… but we have to build some sort of a trust." Lancer said, "For everything I trust you with you'll trust me with one too." Lancer said. Danny seemed to think on this for a minute, then a small flicker of life sparked in his eyes.
"Deal." Danny said. Lancer nodded.
"Your turn." Lancer probed, Danny looked at the ceiling.
"You remember last year… I think it's been a year now… when all those frogs mysteriously ended up in Dash's pants… that was me." Danny said dully. Lancer looked at the boy, he couldn't' blame him for wanting revenge on the jock, Lancer knew he turned a blind eye to the bullying a lot. But Dash hadn't seen anyone. Danny had more talents then he let on.
"I suppose I can't have you open up to me all at once now can I?" Lancer joked, Danny nodded.
"Damn straight." He said in an uncharacteristic tone of voice. Then sitting up and finishing the bandage expertly and quickly by himself Danny pulled his tattered shirt down.
"First things though… I'm going to need new clothes… nothing like my usual ones, but nothing to obvious either." Danny said, "If you help me I'll find a way to compensate you later." Danny said, "I promise, and I always keep my promises."
"Ok Mr. Fenton… I'll need your clothes sizes." Lancer said. Danny nodded stopping Lancer before he left.
"And Lancer… thanks." Danny managed a smile. Lancer smiled back, Danny let his muscles relax as his eyes focused on the cat now rubbing against his leg. Lancer then left grabbing his keys and leaving the raven haired teen to bet the cat.
And that… my dear readers is the end of my first chapter in this Saga. YAY!
Cookies for everyone.
Don't look don't look the shadows breathe…
Sorry randome attack.
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