Why'd You Do It?

Danny was falling. The rings around his waist had long since formed. Everyone had gasped, just like he knew they would. But it didn't matter anymore. He was only half-conscious, and soon he'd be dead.

'Huh, a half conscious half ghost' He mused, half delirious as well. He didn't even want to add that to the list. And now he was falling, his body flipping in the air, his head going down first, then his feet, then his head again. He didn't really care. Right now he was the air's toy, and then he'd be dead.

'At least I'm still a source of amusement to someone.' He mused again, as he completed another flip. At this rate he could become and olympist. But it didn't matter anymore. He was falling. He was going to die.

As his body fluttered in the air (It was a long drop down), time seemed to slow. He remembered what had been said…and how everyone down there had heard every word of it.

"You really think you can beat me??!! You're pathetic!"

"I don't have to beat you! I just have to win long enough to keep you away from them!"

"Oh and then what? I'll just keep coming back Daniel! I'll always be here! And I'll always be ready for a fight! You won't you silly boy! Why don't you just give up and give me this ridiculous town you work so hard to protect? They don't even want you protecting them anyway!"

"Because they need me! And as long as they need me, I'll always be here!"

Looked like he wasn't going to be able to keep that promise. He could feel the blood pouring out of the gash that slashed across his chest. He could feel the sharp pain of his cracked ribs. He could feel the tears pouring down his face. I'm sorry…

"Why do you do this? You think just because you help them they'll like you? You'll always be a freak! But never to me Daniel! Never to me! I can help you through this!"

"I do this because this is my town! I grew up here! And I may be a freak….They may never accept me….but right now they need me! AND I'M NOT GOING TO LET THEM DOWN!!!!!"

He'd released a ghostly wail on him, but he'd still kept his balance. Danny had been growing weaker though.

"You can't win Daniel. You never could! What kept you going? Why did you do this?"

"It's simple Vlad. I'm determined. And I have something to keep me going, that reminds me why I'm doing this."

"Oh? And what, pray tell me, is that?"

"Everything I'm Fighting For."

Danny had did it. Vlad was gone, trapped in his thermos. And him? Completely drained of energy.

That's when he heard the whirring sound. It's the sound of a machine starting up.

'Oh great. I'm falling and their shooting at me? Just great.' He thought. He could tell he was nearing the ground. And second now, and-

-Plop! Danny felt strong hand catch his falling body, and pulling him up, short of the ground. He winced as the hands touched his cracked ribs and cut.

Slowly he opened his eyes and saw a black tinted visor. He couldn't tell whether the person behind the visor was glaring or staring.

'Oh right. Valerie…' His thoughts processed slowly. He then mentally groaned.

'Maybe I should've just hit the ground.'

There! Done! You guys know I can't kill Danny off! It's just barbaric! But I can make him bruised and bloodied. But no, never killed. Yes, I'm putting off reality of virtuality! Sorry!

Artgirl4