AN:/ Hey! the update is a little later than I would have liked, but i'm honestly losing momentum as far as writing this story goes. It's getting harder and harder to force myself to sit down and write the chapter. Which is really sad because I haven't even gotten to the exciting twisty parts yet! This chapter I think is a nice small intermission from all the Vlad Danny stuff. And it get's you ready for what i'm going to have go down at school. It's not long, but i think it's kind of important anyway. Plus i like to keep things chronological.


Running to the Enemy's Arms

Chapter 29: (Insert Evil Laugh Here)

by: deadlydaisy8o8

Originally Uploaded: Sunday, November 28, 2010, 12:26AM


IMPORTANT: This takes place after Danny has run into Vlad in the previous chapter. I don't make reference to what Danny thinks about that in this chapter so you don't exactly know when this happens. And I didn't feel like working the time this took place into it. Therefore I have to tell you. So this is before the Saturday Danny was talking about in the previous chapter, but after "friend or foe i don't quite know". Cool? Cool. Oh and Danny is at school.


Danny's POV.

I was so sick of school. It was all I ever did anymore. I was actually thankful now, that Vlad had signed me up for fencing because it was the one class I could look forward to during the day that didn't involve my laptop. I stared at the screen and struggled to focus on the problems of anti- ions I was supposed to be filling out. We had the rest of the hour in chemistry to work. I was the only one working though. Everyone else was 'doing it at home'; which meant that they were hiring someone to do it for them on the sly. I didn't know what they were going to do when a big test or the exam rolled around. They obviously were learning some stuff, because everybody participated in class discussions, but they couldn't have been learning everything they would need to know for a test.

I wasn't going to hire anyone to do anything for me though. Besides the fact that that was cheating and I would never cheat; especially after well you know… The point is, this is another matter of 'being better'. If I cut corners like everyone else, then I'm never going to get ahead. I've been in the real world, unlike these spoiled brats, and the way they do things is going to come back to bite them, very painfully.

It's not even like the work we were being given was that hard to get done, once you understood it. Though I guess a big part in that too, was that I had a better computer than everyone else. This freaking thing was amazing. I barely had to tell it to do anything. It was like it had memorized my schedule and operated accordingly. I had all of the resources I could ever want at my fingertips. No more of this aimlessly searching the internet. I always had what I needed in an instant. It was like the computer knew what the assignment was and knew specifically what I wanted. Though there was the spell check; that was kind of annoying. It did have an auto correct feature, like most other computers. But instead of letting you continue to type past the error it made you go back and re-type it the correct way before it would let you move on. I had tried to turn the feature off but whenever I tried I got this message.

Daniel, the feature is there to improve your typing. If you continue to make the same mistakes and expect them to be fixed for you, you are never going to improve. It's for your own good, you can't turn it off.

Whatever, fruitloop. I guess it was small price to pay. It's gonna sound weird, but having this computer was almost like having an electronic Vlad at school with me. With all of these weird messages I kept getting from him, it might as well have been. It was a symbol too, I guess, that Vlad cared about me. He had obviously put time and effort into it and nobody else had anything like it. I don't know, it made me feel special I guess. Shut up, I know that sounds corny but it's true. I don't know what I would do if I ever broke it or it got lost; probably have a conniption.

The bell rang, signaling me to put my computer to sleep so I could get to my next class. Though, once again, I really didn't need to do anything as the computer had heard the bell and automatically became dark with a message in the middle that asked me if I wanted to let it fall asleep. I clicked 'yes' and picked my brief case up off the floor so I could put it inside to be easier to carry to my next class.


Third person.

It was lunch time and Bill Ford was sitting in his private dining room with a few select friends. Well if you really wanted to call them friends. Really they didn't serve the function of a friend, they were more like co-workers or acquaintances with similar interests. Either way the only reason they might fall under the category of friends was because they could speak freely amongst each other and not be ousted from the group because of their opinions; if only because each and every one of them was a valuable resource that none of them could afford to lose.

"Do any of you have anything new we could use today?" Bill chased a small grape tomato that had been in his salad around the bowl with his fork. He didn't really expect anything, but it had become a habit that he ask; ever since Masters' son had decided that he was better than everyone else.

"If you mean new as in something completely irrelevant that would never mean anything then sure. I've got loads of new things." Ellyn Gates was quick to make a sarcastic remark. On the matter of boys and their battle to be the alpha male, she wasn't very concerned. Bill clenched his fork before he relaxed and looked up to Ellyn who was redoing her waist length blond hair in a tight bun on the top of her head.

"Ellyn, I don't need your teasing today. I'm not in the mood." Ellyn only daintily scoffed.

"You're never in the mood Bill." Bill was about to lose it with Ellyn's flippant behavior. Adrian, recognizing that, changed the subject.

"Bill it's only been what, a week and half? He never initiates conversation and he eats in a fifteen person dining room by himself. Other than being a hermit he's harmless. We've already agreed he's going nowhere. Just leave him alone." Adrian had only made Bill more indignant with what he had said.

"No Adrian, we can't just leave him alone. Do you want to know why we can't just leave him alone?"

"Because he's a threat to what we stand for as the future corporate owners of America. We know Bill, but what exactly is he doing that is so threatening?" Cem Kent (Son of the CEO of Coca Cola.) finished Bill's statement; having heard it one too many times before now. Cem really didn't understand why Bill was so adamant about getting back at Dan. He had met Dan and he thought he was a pretty decent guy. Bill's face became red as he saw that even Emma Conant (Daughter of the CEO of Cambell's Soup.) was showing confusion on what he was so up-in-arms about. Bill laid his fisted hands on the table as he sat straight up and raised his voice slightly.

"Do none of you understand what this means for us?" The three of them just sat and stared blankly back at Bill. Bill sighed in frustration before he continued. "Dan Masters is a threat to us, our status', or our integrity in this school and ultimately the world. We can't let some new suburban kid walk around like he belongs here. If we did, we would have nothing. Why do we have the most connections? Why is it that we get what we want while other people don't?" Emma was the only one to reply.

"Because we've fought our way to the top and we know how to handle money better than anybody else." Bill nodded.

"Exactly. Don't you see what Masters is doing? Can't you see how he is screwing with all of that? Everyone thinks that just because he is the son of the richest man on the planet that he is automatically, by association, the best. Even after his first day here when he clearly showed us otherwise. He didn't have to prove himself like we did; he didn't go through what went through to get to the top. Everyone is giving him a free ride and we are the only ones who see it." Bill made eye contact with everyone before he continued in a lower tone of voice. "we are the only ones who can make sure that this hick from nowhere doesn't get to enjoy what we've got without proving he's worthy of it first." Everyone had a slightly evil smirk on their faces despite themselves. Even Ellyn, who would normally deem the squabbling of teenage boys below her, was enticed by Bills ideals. No, this was something much bigger. This was something that she, that all of them, could sink their teeth into.

"So," Ellyn nonchalantly picked the back of her nails, "how do you suppose we go about this then?"