Soy Gye: And there I go again. Exceptnow I'm spelling Guy wrong too. Wow...That's sad. ok. Well. I spent three hours day dreaming this weekend to figure out where this is going. I wrapped the whole thing up in my head. and then I wrote it. And so here it is. but it's not over yet. Yay! I like this again!
Disclaimer: Danny doesn't really belong ot Vlad and this story doesn't really belong to me.
"So Daniel, how have you been?" Jazz asked, nervously.
"Fine." He replied in his monotone voice.
"Ummm...is it cool being the son of a billionaire?"
Danny paused as they reached the door way of the room.
"It's fine." He then walked in. The first thing he did was pull down the shade on the window.
"What'd you do that for?" Jazz asked. "It's still bright out.
"I'm not used to the sun." Danny replied flatly.
"It's not healthy to live without sunlight." Jazz said, attempting to pull the shade up again.
"Don't do that." Danny demanded.
"Fine." Jazz said, walking away. "This is your bed. Go ahead and sleep on it if you want to." She said. "You look tired."
"My father said I should stay awake." Was the reply. Jazz could feel the hairs stand up on the back of her neck. This kid had changed. His sleeves were still down. He hadn't pushed them up at all, even after they were out of Vlad's sight. There was something creepy about him. He reminded her of a zombie. And as she looked at his gloved hands, she noticed that they seemed to bulge at the wrists.
"Do you want something to eat? Dinner's soon."
"Dinner?" Danny asked. He acted like it was a totally new concept to him. Like it was something he couldn't remember.
"Yeah. Where we eat?" Jazz said, trying to make him understand.
"I think I'll stay right here." Danny replied.
"You should really come down." Jazz insisted. "You look so thin. A little food should do you some good."
"Is it oatmeal?" The boy asked.
"Oatmeal? That stuff's for breakfast." Jazz blanched. "I think we're having a ham."
"I'll stay right here." Danny insisted.
"Fine. But I'm sure that you're dad will think otherwise." And with that Jazz left. Once she walked out of the door, she thought she heard a voice calling to her, but when she looked only Daniel was there, standing numbly above the bed.
"Now I'm hearing things." She whispered.
"Oh Jazz. How is little Daniel?" Vlad asked.
"What did you do to him?" She hissed softy so her parents in the other room wouldn't hear.
"I didn't do anything. He had a very traumatic accident a little while back. He has never been the same since.
"Something's wrong. He's not healthy. He hates sunlight, and he won't come down to dinner." Jazz continued.
"I'll send something up to him in a while." Vlad replied.
"He also said you told him to stay awake." Jazz hissed.
"I merely meant during the trip. And once again he took it the wrong way. It's not easy raising such a scarred child, but I manage."
"If you're trying to make me sorry for you, it's not working." Jazz said, as she walked away.
"She'll be trouble." Vlad thought. "I'll have to watch her and make sure she never finds out. And if she does..."
Danny was still staring at the bed.
There was something familiar about it. But he didn't know what. A small part of him strained to think. To try to process information using his own will. But that part was weak, and Danny just stood there. It had been a while since he had dreamed, since he had thought of anything besides serving his father. And now here he was in this world.
"You're in Amity park." Whispered a small voice. "You made it." But Danny paid the voice no heed. The only thing he listened to was his father.
"Your father did this to you. You're here. Find her. She's here. Find your freedom."
"Sam…" Danny whispered. Why did that name seem so familiar? It was like something from before. Before he had made Vlad angry, before he had made him mad. Before his mind had been numbed like this.
"I…want…to think again…" Danny managed to send that message through his brain. The one thing that he wanted was to be normal again. But then he spotted Vlad standing in the door way, and immediately stood up to attention.
"Well Little Badger. Here we are. Do you like Amity Park?" He asked.
Danny just stood still.
"Good. Because your opinion doesn't count does it?" Vlad sneered.
"My opinion doesn't count father." Danny replied, bowing his head. "I am your servant to do with as you please."
"Good job Daniel, but tone it down a little. We don't want anyone to hear here."
"I'm sorry father." Danny replied.
"You can raise your head again." Vlad said. Danny did so. "Do you remember why we're here?"
"To get rid of Jack once and for all." Danny replied.
"Good job Little Badger. And how are we going to do that?" Vlad asked.
"We are going to use our powers and cause an accident with the new invention." The boy said.
"See how much better you learn when you don't have other things clouding your mind?" Vlad sneered.
"I see much clearer now father." Danny replied.
"Good. I'm glad you're happy. You can take a nap if you'd like. I bet you haven't slept in a real bed for a while right?" Vlad asked.
"No I haven't father."
"Well that's your own fault. You brought this upon yourself." Vlad continued.
"I know that father. It was wrong of me and I must now pay for my actions."
Jazz had been walking by and paused when she heard Danny speaking. Her eyes widened in surprise.
"And of course there's the sunlight. Bet you haven't seen that for a while. Living in the lab like you have." Vlad said.
"My emotions toward the sun do not matter father. All that matters is your word."
"What do you think you're going to do here?" Vlad asked.
"My thoughts have no meaning. What I do is decided by you."
Jazz gasped inside her head. So that's what was wrong! Vlad had brainwashed him! That's why he seemed like a zombie. He literally was one. And that kid would listen to Vlad's every word. His every command. She then ran down the steps, trying to make her foot steps as quiet as possible.
"I have to get him out of here. Vlad is literally abusing him. He has no personality, no desires. He's just an empty shell!" She reached the bottom of the stairs and ran into the kitchen.
"I can't tell my parents." Jazz thought. "This is something I have to do on my own. I have to save him." She waited until Jack called Vlad and Daniel for dinner. Jazz was relieved when only Vlad came down.
"Where's your son?" Maddie asked.
"Oh he feels ill. He can't make it. I'll take something up to him later." Vlad smiled.
"I have to get something from my room." Jazz exclaimed. She then bolted up the steps. Instead of going into her room, she headed into Danny's old one, where Daniel Masters was staying. She saw him sitting stiffly on the bed like it was a new thing to him.
"You have to get out of here." She panted. "Vlad has brain washed you. He's turning you into a zombie. You shouldn't have to live like this."
Daniel just stared at her with his cloudy eyes.
"I cannot leave my father. It is not his wish."
"But you don't understand!" Jazz cried in desperation. "This isn't good for you. It's making you sick! You could die from this maltreatment!"
"My health doesn't matter when I am following my father."
"Don't you hear yourself? You don't even sound like a real person! What did he do to you?"
"Well Jazz, he ran away. He didn't listen to me. He broke all the rules I had set down for him, and he was punished. Stand to attention Daniel." Vlad demanded. The boy instantly did so.
"This is wrong!" Jazz shouted.
"Stop screaming. If your father comes up here now, I'll have no choice but to kill him, right in front of you. And then it will just be your mother, me , and you. Oh and Daniel."
"You are sick." Jazz hissed.
"No. I just know how to get what I want." Vlad smiled. He walked over and placed his arm around Danny, who still stood, stiff as a statue. "Daniel is one of my success stories. And you'll never guess who he really is."
Jazz turned to leave, but the door flew shut, and locked. She tried desperately to get it open, but found it impossible.
"Let me out, you monster!" She shrieked.
"No Jasmine." The man sneered. "Because you know too much, and you're both about to learn more. Daniel." Vlad snapped. "Transform."
"Yes father." Danny said in his flat voice again. The white rings appeared around his middle and traveled up over his body. Jazz gasped in disbelief. So many thoughts swam through her head at once, shouting, struggling, to escape.
"Danny?" She whispered, scarce believing who was standing before her. Then her look of surprise became one of anger.
"You've had him all this time!" She shouted.
"Yes Jasmine." Vlad replied smugly. "He showed up on my door step dazed and confused. He asked if he knew me, so I told him…"
"You told him that you were his father." Jazz seethed.
"Yes. And he believed me." The man then began laughing cruelly.
"You took advantage of him when he was weak! Aren't you hearing this Danny! He's been lying to you! It's me Jazz! I'm your sister! Don't you remember me?" Tears sprang from her eyes, when all the got in reply, was a look from those clouded eyes.