With ragged breath the boy backed away from the now lifeless body. He couldn't stand to look at it, after all it was all his fault. He felt sick with a deep seeded nausea that was forcing it's way up. He fought it down and away but still his stomach churned at the orange tinted blood on his hands.
Blood ran freely from his mouth and open wounds. At this point he hadn't the faintest idea on how much he could possibly stand to lose. Danny tried with all his might to crawl as far from what once was Frankie as possible. He could only find the strength to turn his back on her before he completely collapsed into the grass.
He laid his head against the softness of it and fought to keep his eyes open. It was the only thing left that he could control. His limb laid wherever they fell and it didn't bother him that one of his arms was curled uncomfortably beneath him and was being coated in his blood. He could feel his very strength seep from his body and into the field and there was nothing he could do to stop it.
The area around his wounds began to glow an off green tint and that poison began to work it's way through his system. He felt sick and dizzy, feverish and weak. His head was spinning and his eyes were getting cloudy. But he had to stay awake.
Sam and Jazz were becoming frantic, they knew Danny was in trouble and they knew he needed them. They fought against the ghosts wrapped around their bodies and tried to move. The girls twisted their bodies in every way a human could possibly make work. Suddenly the snakes vanished and they were free.
With a quick victory glance at one another they took off towards the field and kept running. Completely ignoring the fact that the shield was no longer up and the giant screen was off. The two ran and fell to their knees at Danny's side. Jazz immediately started fretting over him and rubbed his hair and Sam looked him over carefully without moving him.
They were talking fast and tears were falling from their faces and Danny found it nearly impossible to make sense of either one. But he tried to make them feel less afraid with what little encouragements he could offer. A smile here and a content gaze there, that was all he had.
Of course he couldn't let them know of the unimaginable pain and the horrible feeling of the poison slowly coursing through his veins. Once it made full circulation it would be in effect. And he was just trying to forget how awful it would be.
"Didn't think you had it in you little badger." A voice applauded as the shape of a man appeared before the three.
The girls immediately got defensive. Sam and Jazz stood upright and prepared to protect Danny with all they had. Granted it wasn't enough to stop the powerful hybrid but they couldn't let him win without a fight.
"It's over Vlad." Sam announced. "They'll look for her, they'll find us. And everyone will know what you did."
"Ah Samantha your thoughts, while conventional, are incorrect. Francesca was the best pawn I've ever had. An orphan, she didn't even have a last name. She was a basic Jane Doe who ran away from the orphanage and no one looked for her."
"People will notice." Sam stated.
"Oh come now with all your knowledge of government even you know there are people who slip through the cracks and are easily wiped from the system."
"But she attended school..." Jazz pointed out. "Surely someone will..."
"Of course, unless she transferred. And hell I'm half ghost files can easily be taken so they never reach the destination and no one will know the difference. So now you know that you've got no hope, kindly step aside." Vlad informed them narrowing his navy blue eyes.
"No." Sam said keeping her voice from shaking.
"Don't be foolish girl. He obviously needs help and I can provide it. You keeping him from me is just killing him. You aren't helping."
That's when the girls found themselves wedged in a tight spot. To give him Danny would be to surrender everything he fought against, but to hold him away would be to let him die and that was everything they fought against. Amethyst locked onto turquoise and an equally unsteady stare followed.
It was broken by a agonized groan. They all looked down to see the source of the sound. Danny had long since slammed his eyes shut before the conversation had started.
His skin was pale and sickly looking and sweat dripped down it causing a slick effect. He was still bleeding but all of the wounds were glowing a bright sickly green. He whimpered and cried out and his body began writhing in unfathomable fashions.
"You fools give him to me!" Vlad cried out a little too frantically.
Jazz swallowed her pride and her morals and backed up from Danny. Sam's mouth hung open. "Jazz what are you doing?" She exclaimed.
"Sam it's not worth a fight if Danny has to die." She said dejectedly.
"But..." Sam looked down at her beaten friend convulsing in the grass. And she knew there was only one person who could take the pain away, and it wasn't her. Going against every nerve in her body Sam backed away and left Danny vulnerable.
Vlad bobbed his head to show his approval and walked forward. With his rather strong arms he reached out and scooped up the boy. He had to hold tight to him because his random spasms. The two watched as the billionaire carried Danny off towards the enormous manor.
And before either one could make a movement the same green vultures grabbed them and carried them off and ahead of the two. Sam quickly turned her neck in order to see behind her. She saw Danny's face twisted in pain and Vlad, she was shocked to see that he showed worry and concern.
Wow I've just been busy nonstop and I could hardly get to Fanfiction let alone sit down and type out a chapter. My apologies for making you wait so long. But you know how that goes. Hope this one helped give you a slight idea on the whole frankie ordeal. But you guys know me, ah well if you're wondering about the others they'll be coming about soon.