Dark Side

by MoonlightShadows13

Danny reached up and touched his face, moving his hand over the all too familiar pattern. It tingled beneath his fingers, reacting to his touch. He knew what it meant. He had known when it had been tattooed on his face, when it had reappeared and he'd seen it in the mirror. 'Devil'. This is just something I wanted to try. Please R&R!

7. Chapter 6

Ava was thinking about Danny. She didn't know why, just that she was. Her mind had wandered over to the first time she had seen him. Ava had been the third team member to begin living on the Helicarrier. She had seen glimpses of Luke, but never really talked to him. Sam, on the other hand, wouldn't leave her alone, and he never stopped talking! He followed her around like a puppy, jabbering in her ear constantly, until he passed out from lack of air. Unfortunately, his lungs could hold enough air from flying in the upper atmosphere that he could talk for hours on end. Finally, Nick Fury had announced that they would be getting a new team member. Ava hoped desperately for a girl. Fury knew that it would be a hard change from one life to another, so he had decided that only Ava would be able to come out of the Helicarrier when they picked this mysterious kid up. Sam was locked in his room.

The Helicarrier had landed in a wide clearing in the mountains. Ava had crept down the ramp behind Fury. That's when she had seen Danny. There was a wide expanse of wreckage off to the right, where a magnificent village had once stood. Danny was standing with two other boys. They were the same age as she was. Danny was shaking his head, and one of the other boy's voice rose. He had white hair, and shocking blue eyes.

"Why? Tell me, why do you have to go? Just because- " Danny cut him off, but his voice was quiet enough where Ava couldn't hear what he said. The other boy, who had black hair that hung in his eyes said something. Danny hugged them both and turned, walking with resolve toward the Helicarrier. A tear trailed down the white- haired boy's cheek.

Danny didn't talk for 5 months. He also didn't use his powers. He used just his martial arts skills, and moved with an amazing grace that always awed Ava. Sam had taken to following him around instead of Ava. Ava was glad she didn't have to deal with him, but felt bad for Danny. Eventually Danny had lost it. Sam was talking away, walking behind Danny while Ava walked by, sympathetically watching their backs. In a blur, Danny had wheeled around, hitting Sam in the nose. Sam fell back, onto the ground, nose bleeding heavily.

"You talk enough for 20 people to never say a word, did you know that?" Danny yelled at him. Sam grinned. It was a creepy sight, blood dripping down his face, staining his teeth. He leapt up, putting an arm around Danny's shoulders.

"Yeah, but that's the point. Now I know how hard you hit."

"Not even close." Danny's right fist began to glow. Sam ebbed away, a little freaked out. The glow died, and Danny walked away, leaving a confused Sam and Ava behind.

The memories began to play on a loop cycle, and Ava's eyes snapped open. She remembered the trio standing together when Danny had been picked up, and now she understood. She knew who he was. The mystery boy who had shot Danny. The third one in the group, with hair that fell in his face every now and then, covering his eyes. She sprang from the bed, and ran toward the infirmary. When she arrived, she froze. Danny was leaning over the lifeless form of the prisoner. He lifted his head and looked at her. There was a tear streak on his cheek. He walked past her, out into the hall, moving away. She couldn't tear her eyes from the screen that monitered heart rates. It was beeping continuously, the line flat.