QS: Larten is still planning the escape, but we left Danny off in a HORRIBLE situation. His secret is in jeopardy people!

A/N: join me here for yet another chapter! Woo hoo! Clocky is getting excited with the approaching action, but I'm not sure why, he already knows what happens even if I don't. ^.^

I forgot to put it last chapter, but Lily belongs to me, she's an OC I came up with, not a book character.

If you can remember the name of the two contortionist twins in the books though, that would help a lot

Chapter 10

The white light appeared as a halo that encircled Danny's waist and split, revealing blue jeans and a white T-shirt with a red oval in the center.

"What? You're that kid from opening act. Danny Fenton is Inviso-Bill?"

Danny jolted, was that his name? Well, he didn't think the "Inviso-bill" part was right, but…

"How-how do you know my name?"

Freakshow snorted, "How could I forget? You shouted it along with…" he dwindled off to peer at his minions face, "you don't remember, do you?"

Danny stared down at his body in shock. This wasn't his body. His body was light, never held down by gravity unless he willed it to be. His body was versatile and able to bend into shapes that this one couldn't. Where was his spectral tail? He could usually feel its potential to form like a tingle beneath his skin: ready and eager to form. It was still there, but not as prominent. But, the most important clue that this was definitely not his body; his body didn't hurt.

The ghost boy curled in on himself as his abdomen screamed profanities to him. He racked his brain to try and identify what was causing this foreign pain, and two words popped up: FEED ME!

Freakshow frowned, but hearing a loud grumble come from the boy's stomach, he understood. He looked around and grabbed a half-eaten sandwich he had been munching on before thins whole mess started. He offered it to his moaning minion, but the boy just stared at it in confusion.

Danny had never received anything from his master, ever. And on top of that, was an unsettling feeling he knew oh so well: he knew what the object was, he just couldn't recall from where, or what to do with it. This happened often when he went out on his raids, but never really while on the train. He had always considered it his safe haven from such troubling feelings, but the feeling was back and he didn't know what to do now.

"Eat it, drone. It'll stop your whining." Freakshow may have treated these ghosts as his property, but he wouldn't purposely kill them. And this boy seemed to be very close to starving to death. His cheeks were as pale, if not more so, as his ghostly face. His cheeks were sunken in and his stomach had the odd shape of starving children. He couldn't allow this to kill his minion, not when this new discovery could prove useful to him. While the ghost boy hesitantly began to devour the sandwich, Freakshow began plotting his options.

On one hand, Freakshow could kill the human body; creating a full ghost and a fully mindless minion. But that wouldn't really be taking advantage of this newfound resource. As a human, this boy, his minion, could infiltrate all the places he couldn't before. People would be surprised at the amount of buildings these days with anti-ghost defenses. And as a human, the boy could also infiltrate the Cirque du Freak. He turned his attention to his minion, who was contentedly licking his fingers after finishing the sandwich in record time, taking away the worst of his aches from his stomach. Freakshow tightened his grip on his staff and pushed it into the child's distracted gaze, instantly changing them to a blood red and freezing his movements.

"You, my minion, will betray the Cirque for me and bring it to its knees some day. Transform back, I have much to plan. Go… I don't care, just go." Freakshow waved his hand and Danny floated to his private car after transforming again.

What happened? Where'd you go for so long? Madam Octa was pacing across her web in worry.

Danny didn't respond though, his mind gone from the crystal ball.

Ok, that's it, Madam Octa slid down to the floor and climbed to the window, I'm going to give that Freakshow, such a fitting name too, a piece of my mind!

She easily slipped out of the stationary train car and began her fast trek to the main car, grumbling under her breath. She slipped into the main car and watched for a moment as the circus master paced, also grumbling to himself. She couldn't catch all of it, but Madam Octa did catch bits and pieces of how Danny would be used.

Alright, that's it. Madam Octa rushed forward in a blur to the unsuspecting man and did what many had been hoping she would do: she bit him.

Freakshow collapsed in sudden agony and slowly lost consciousness, barely aware of the eight eyes boring into his. And as he looked into those eyes, he could have sworn he saw a cold satisfaction in them.

A/N: thanks for all the support, guys. I love you all! Oh, and go check out the poll on my profile. Whoever wins determines the rate of updating on my stories, got it?

I'm sorry, this is short, but it did have what all of you wanted right? I'm sorry, I'm pressed for time lately. and, I'm afraid I have some bad news. I'm not going to be able to update next week because I won't have access to a computer while I'm on break and so…yeah, ya'll hate me I know. See you in two weeks!

Oh, and HunterNite started a club! Check out his profile for more details, but we are on a mission to make more fics than Avatar! It's a great show, but come on! Everyone knows DP is the best!

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