Danny woke Lancer in the morning Lancer jarring awake quickly to find the boy staring down at him one eye glowing in the dark causing Lancer to shoot out of bed thinking it was a ghost. A year ago Danny would have laughed, but now not even a shadow of amusement passed over the young boy's features.
"Great Gatsby Fenton, what is it that you had to wake me up at this ungodly hour." Lancer asked annoyed but crawling out of bed. Danny gave a dark chuckle, no humor in it at all, quite like a murder who laughs at the folly of his intended victim.
"I didn't wish to alarm you so my Mr. L, but remember those running shoes I said you'd need. Well you're going to need them now." Danny said, the voice was still dry from the long painful experiments.
"Daniel? What on earth are you talking about?" Lancer asked. Danny left in a finality that made Lancer comply with the boy's wishes. In Lancer's eyes the youth had grown so much, the carefree smiles and jokes replaced with a sullen, hardened, and all together deadened look. More of a man than before, Danny's body too had changed, though he didn't seem to have aged too much since last Lancer saw the youngest Fenton his body had grown thin and his limbs long and awkward, his face near gaunt his eyes sunken in their sockets making him look undead, he had a pale almost grayish complexion that gave Lancer the feeling that the boy hadn't seen light in the time he had been gone.
Lancer finished dressing and went to the living room where two backpacks lay on the couch one slightly bigger than the other.
"Daniel?" Lancer asked looking for the boy, he heard a soft exclamation.
"Shush." from nowhere and he froze.
"Get down you bloody fool." Danny said pulling Lancer to the ground, Lancer didn't understand how he failed to notice the thin boy by the curtains when he'd first entered the living room.
"Dan-"
"Shut up Lancer, Shut up unless you want to be killed." Danny glared his chain smoker's voice grating as Danny hissed to his former teacher before coughing. Danny pulled out a pocket knife as the pressed against the wall. Lancer froze ready to scream for help when the boy turned the knife back to his own wrist. The wound was already deep and oozing blood Lancer grabbed the boy's hand and tried to pull him away.
"Get off you idiot." Danny snapped easily maneuvering out and away from Lancer's slow clumsy hands. Lancer tried to reason with the boy.
"Please Danny, this isn't the right answer, you don't need to kill your-" Lancer was cut off by Danny's sudden laughter, for a moment amusement flickered in Danny's eyes.
"I'm not trying to kill myself Lancer, I don't want to die yet." Danny said shaking his head and carefully carving into his wrist wincing at each pass of the blade, true he'd had a lot worse but that didn't quite make it any easier.
"They put a tracking device in my arm, I'm trying to get it out, it keeps me from doing anything... Evil." Danny said taking in Lancer's expression as he said the word. "Every time I try to get out of something using... Shall we say... Inhuman means, I get shocked till I pass out, otherwise I could have removed... it through much simpler... means instead of carving... up my arm... like a turkey." Danny hissed in pain between ever few words. Then he grabbed the flesh of his skin and pulled outward allowing a hideous spurt of blood to shoot out.
Licking his lips and fighting back his urge to give a shout of pain Danny reached into his arm dislodging a bloody circuit looking thing from the muscle. The muscle hand started to grow in and around it so where Danny met resistance he had to start cutting through again. The flesh making an awful ripping sound and Danny barely wincing as he pulled the device out.
"They were smart enough to put a chip in so they might..." the small chip began beeping and blinking, Danny smiled then peeked over the window sill before throwing the device out the open window. Blood droplets flinging across the carpet, drapes, and crab grass out side. Danny then ducked away once more clutching the rip in his arm together trying to press the edges of the flesh into each other. Danny held these together and crawled to the kitchen, lancer followed. Shortly after there was a boom outside followed my a couple of moans.
Danny grabbed some paper towels and continued back to the living room pulling a length of gauze out of one of the backpacks, the boy processed to attempt to bind his arm. Lancer took the gauze from Danny and began wrapping it.
"Hurry," Danny begged, "We have to go, by now they'll know I know they're here. They'll just have to wait to get authorization to get into the house... I hope your cat is somewhere safe Mr. L." Danny said. Lancer nodded and Danny taped the bandage at the end before shouldering his back. He then took a deep breath and grabbed Lancer's wrist.
"Please Mr. L, I need you to trust me. They'll tell you all they want about all the evil I have done, but I never have, and I never will." Danny said seriously. Lancer hesitantly nodded.
"Then here's the plan, we go out the back door and make a mad dash for your car, once we are in they'll be shooting at..."
"SHOOTING!" Mr. Lancer exclaimed.
"Yes, but don't worry, keep your head down, I'll need you to drive to the old train yard, from there we'll have to walk, but what we really need to focus on right now is getting out of the house." Danny said shouldering his backpack and handing Lancer the other one.
"We need to get there quickly, now they know I know about them they'll be setting up a halfa barrier." Danny crawled along the floor to the backdoor.
"Halfa? Sherlock Holmes Mr. Fenton what is going on here?" Lancer asked greatly distressed.
"Can you please just trust me on this." Danny asked reaching the back door located in the kitchen.
"No I will not until I get some straight answers from you." Lancer glared. At that moment the back door opened abruptly nearly smashing Danny in the face who did a backwards spy roll to get out of the way. Agent O stood in the door way.
"Long time no see project Z." O smiled. Danny stood.
"I don't want to hurt you." Danny stated.
"Sure a weak Halfa with no way out that has been neutralized of his powers, what can you do to hurt me?" O asked. Danny glared.
"Please just move." Danny said no emotion in his voice or eyes, somehow that made him seem more vicious. O made a grab for him. And grabbed his arm and O's eyes went wide as his body started to jerk wildly.
"You remember project Level Up right?" Danny asked glaring down at the man his glowing eye staring slightly more outward. The O's eyes widened further if possible and then the man dropped to the ground. Danny grabbed Lancer off the ground and pulled him out the door shoving him into the car. Lancer's hands trembled as he started the vehicle and proceeded to drive quickly out of his parking space and wildly down the street.
"You know I moved out of the city to get a quiet house in the burbs to get away from all the action." Lancer said government vehicles already on their tails. Lancer continued driving as the quiet boy beside him stared straight ahead arms gripping the arm rests tightly. A green field of energy was beginning to form across the street.
"DRIVE FASTER NOW!" Danny ordered, Lancer didn't but looked at the terrified boy next to him.
"But it's a ghost shield." Lancer said.
"Exactly, NOW DRIVE!" Both Danny's eyes flashed bright green, the mute glow that was in his broken eye intensified. Lancer stepped on the bass tearing down the street and barely making the front half of the car, with the frightened young Halfa part through the shield before it closed on the back half of the car the rest of the car passing harmlessly through the innocent looking thing. Danny breathed in relief.
"Ok, now we have to get to the train yard quick." Danny said scanning the area around the car and above it.
"Something tells me they aren't going to be to happy about the way things turned out." Danny said expecting the GIW to swoop in and attack. They rambled along the roads at astonishing speeds. Danny cussed.
"Stupid bastard. Can't even... Eunngguh!" Danny groaned in pain as he flinched. Lancer glanced briefly at the boy. Shaking his head Danny took deep breaths.
"Fenton, what is going on here, why are they chasing you? What in the world did you do to that man back there?" Lancer asked. Danny shook his head.
"Not now Lancer." Danny said. Lancer pulled the car over to the side of the road.
"Now Danny, or we aren't going any further. Why are they chasing you?" Lancer glared firmly down at Danny. Danny ran a had through his hair.
"Dammit Lancer, I'm their little experiment, their data collector, their bitch! They don't care that I'm human not just what they deemed the enemy! To them the moment I ceased being a human being in their eyes was the moment I pushed that stupid bottom in my parents portal! The moment I was infused with ECTOPLASM and turned into the greatest pain in the neck they have ever encountered!" Danny burst out, "They don't care that I have a family, fuck... My family doesn't even care... Except Jazz but she..." Danny wiped his face sloppily, "Look... Lancer I'm just a ghost to them... Not even human." Danny tried to keep it together... "And frankly... I'm starting to believe them, my own parents gave me up to them just because I'm not entirely human... They turned the entire world against me, tortured me, studied me, dissected me, experimented on me, killed me at one point... They broke me Lancer... And all because I'm not fully human." Danny glared angry tears streaming down his face. Danny looked away, "To them I'm just a ghost... A Phantom." Danny slouched. Lancer stared at Danny with new eyes.
Slowly Lancer stared the car and drove off. Danny was sure he was taking him to the police station and kept one hand on the door handle just in case. They we engulfed in silence for a few minutes.
"The train yard was it?" Lancer spoke up. He looked at the young halfa beside him. Danny stared at Lancer with wonder, his guard still didn't relax but it was a bit of a relief. Danny swallowed.
"Yeah." Danny managed a small sincere smile before turning out to look out the window again.
The sky grew dark as clouds covered the sky threatening to rain. Danny was rocked by the slow hum of the engine and vibration of the road beneath the wheels. As they arrived at the train yard Danny was starting to fall asleep.
Danny had Lancer park between two old train cars that weren't used any more to hide the car since it was very possible the GIW had gotten a picture of it.
Danny then began walking toward the train tracks.
"If you want to leave now you can Lancer... I don't expect you to leave everything you know for me, I know you've already risked enough... But thanks for all this... And even though I knew you probably wouldn't be coming I did give you the backpack should you make that choice... But I gotta go now... The decision it up to you Mr. L. I won't force you." Danny said, then he smiled and for a minute he was the same Danny Fenton Lancer had known before, "For what it's worth... Thanks."
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