Powerless

I hardly slept through the night. Sylar's return still rattled me enough to worry about if he had changed his mind to spare our lives. I heard Sylar pacing in the room next to us and then I heard him typing on a computer. At one point I heard the door open and close. My heart continued to race. The nightmare I faced the year before came back.

I did fall asleep eventually. It didn't feel that long though. My eyes fluttered once again when the sunlight leaked through Molly's blinds. Molly didn't appear to notice though. She went fast asleep after Cole and I joined her.

"Danni," Cole whispered in my ear. "Are you awake?"

"No, I'm still counting sheep." I quietly turned my body around to face Cole. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine and good morning to you too."

"Sorry, I'm still a little paranoid."

"I think that's an understatement," he sighed. "Listen, I'm sorry for coming over here last night. I'm pretty sure I made the situation even worse."

"You didn't, trust me. I was the one who tried to suffocate him and kicked him within five minutes before you came here. In some ways, I'm glad you did. I wouldn't have to go through this alone."

"I would be a lot sneakier about it if I knew. I know this is a bad time, but I have to ask before anything happens: are we a couple now?"

"I kissed you and you have to ask?"

"I was just checking."

I gave him a small kiss on his lips. "Satisfied?"

"I feel better."

Click. I sat straight up along with Cole as the door opened. It wasn't Sylar though. It was Maya.

"Good morning," she smiled at us. "Who's your friend?"

"This is Cole, my boyfriend. He just came in after you went to bed."

"I see. Well, do you want breakfast? I made chilaquiles."

"It's okay, we're fine."

"Don't be silly. You must be hungry."

I wanted to rebel, but I knew that would be rude towards Maya. "Sure, we'll take some."

"What about Molly?"

"Just let her sleep. She needs the rest."

Maya nodded as she left the room.

"And this is supposed to be a hostage situation?" Cole hissed. "She's cooking us Mexican food for breakfast."

"It's like I said: she doesn't understand the gravity of the situation and I can't tell her or else people will get hurt."

"So, just play along for now?"

"It's all we can do until Sylar decides to pull the cat is out of the bag."

Cole silently agreed as he took my hand. We walked into the kitchen to find Maya cooking at the stove and Sylar typing on Mohinder's computer.

Maya gestured to the table as soon as she spotted us. "Danni. Cole. Come sit."

We each took a seat at the table. Not long after, Maya placed a plate of chilaquiles in front of us. The food smelled great. It brought memories with my mother. On the weekends, she would make huevos rancheros for breakfast and pour green chili over it.

"Don't stare at it. Dig in," she urged.

I did as I was told. They tasted just as amazing as they smelled.

"So how are they?"

"They're great," I said. "Thank you."

"Last night you said your mother spoke Spanish. Were either of you born in America?"

"We both were. It was my grandpa who emigrated from Mexico."

"Interesting how fate has brought us all here together."

"Agreed."

"Danni," Sylar spun around in his chair to face us. "Have you ever heard anything about the Shanti Virus?"

Memories from the night Adam Monroe spoke to me came rushing back to me.

"Very faintly," I answered. "Why?"

"Tell me how much you know."

"It's a virus that ends in death. I really don't remember the rest of it."

"How do you know what it is in the first place?" Cole questioned.

"A man named Adam Monroe broke into my house asking me to help him to stop the Shanti Virus," I explained. "He was a total nut though. He claimed that Peter was alive, but we all know that's not possible."

"I wouldn't think he's a total nut-job," Sylar commented. "Look at me. I was wondering through the Mexican desert when Maya found me."

I ignored him. "Plus, Angela said that he was the one who attacked her. He's the one who has a grudge against the Company and my grandpa."

"Where is he now?" Cole took another bite of his food.

"Who knows? I decided to back out. Try to be normal, you know?"

The front door swung open. The show was about to begin. Mohinder walked into the room, fear written in his eyes. He looked to me for answers, but all I could do was stare.

"Welcome home, Doctor Suresh," Sylar greeted. "What happened to your nose?"

It was then that I noticed Mohinder's nose as well. It was red and had a bandage over it, but I highly doubted Mohinder would answer that question anytime soon. The injury was there in the hours ago I saw him yet I chose that moment to notice it.

"Where's Molly?" Mohinder demanded.

"Asleep," Sylar answered calmly. "Keep your voice down. We don't want to wake her."

"What are they doing here still?" Mohinder glanced towards us.

"It was late when we got here so I figured it was safer than letting them walk through the streets alone."

"What is it you want?"

Sylar got up from his chair causing Mohinder to back away slightly. "Breakfast. Hope you don't mind. Maya cooked. She makes the most amazing chilaquiles."

Maya walked over to Mohinder and shook his hand. "It's such an honor to meet you."

"He's the one that should be honored. Maya came all the way here from South America just to be here, Mohinder."

"Really?" Mohinder widened his eyes in surprise. "Why is that?"

"I read your father's book," she explained. "It has so many answers, but I have so many more questions."

"Sit. Eat," Sylar urged. "I'm starving."

Both of the men took a seat at the table with Cole and me. I could feel the tension radiating from the two sworn enemies. Cole took my hand from under the table to calm me down. Mohinder continued to hold his confusion while Sylar kept his inner cockiness as Maya brought out more food for them.

"When Gabriel told me you two knew each other," she began. "I knew fate brought us together."

"Gabriel?" Mohinder inquired. "You mean Sylar, don't you? You know this man is a killer."

"Yes. He told me."

"He did?"

"And I am ashamed to admit I've taken lives as well. I have a sickness that comes out of me. It poisons everyone around. I need your help, Dr. Suresh."

"So, that's what this is about."

"We both need your help," Sylar added.

"Why's that?" Mohinder looked to the boogeyman.

"I was reading about your lab work on the laptop. The Shanti Virus. Does it really take away a person's abilities?"

It all clicked for me right then and there. Sylar woke up without his abilities and he was asking about what I knew about the Shanti Virus. He was infected.

"It also has the unfortunate side effect of killing the person infected," Mohinder answered.

"Is that why your powers are gone? That you have this virus?" Maya asked, concerned.

The moment Mohinder and Sylar exchanged glances, I knew the trouble was going to begin. Mohinder grabbed a knife from the table and pointed it in Sylar's direction as he jumped to his feet. Sylar was faster though. Once he came to his feet, he pulled out a gun from under his shirt. Cole pulled me up from my seat in response. Realizing his chances, Mohinder dropped the knife.

"Gabriel?" Maya said, frightened. "What are you doing?"

"I tried to tell you," I said to her. "He's a murderer. He'll do whatever he can to get your powers."

"Maya, I need you to stay calm," Sylar ordered. "Apparently, Mohinder, your blood is the answer to my ills."

"No. No," Mohinder stuttered. "Not always. Trust me, there are many different strains of the virus."

Sylar moved to the computer and opened the laptop revealing a picture of Claire. "But when you mix it with a certain cheerleader's blood it changes, doesn't it? And it heals anything, isn't that right, Doctor?"

I sighed. Poor Claire always had to get stuck in this situation somehow.

"You lied to me?" Maya snarled.

"I don't know what he told you, but he's not my friend," Mohinder whispered to her. "He's a monster."

"Maya, do not spoil this," Sylar shouted.

Suddenly, I felt as if something was reaching inside of my body and taking every inch of life from me. I collapsed to the ground along with Cole. Our eyes locked in with each other. I flinched at the sight. His eyes were completely black.

"Cole," I gasped. "Your eyes."

"Yours too," he choked out.

I looked inside his eyes for a reflection and found the same result in me. My eyes were pitch black as well. I felt parts of my limbs grow cold and numb. I took in deep breaths as my throat began to shrink. The poison that was in my body was growing more rapidly. I was dying. And so was everyone else.

"My brother was right not to trust you," Maya hissed. She was the one who was causing this. She was the one upset and still breathing.

I couldn't blame her completely. I could have caused a hurricane when I found Chad kissing Brooke.

"Do you really want to kill Dr. Suresh? The one man who can save you?" Sylar challenged. "Or the babysitter and her boyfriend?"

Molly's screamed echoed throughout the room.

"Molly!" Mohinder cried.

Molly walked out of her room crying her black tears.

"And she dies," Sylar continued to taunt. "A sweet, innocent little girl. Stop it, Maya! Now!"

Slowly, I felt the pain disappearing from my body. I looked into Cole's eyes and saw the black dissolve against his piercing blue. I took in a deep breath, finally able to breathe normally again.

I embraced Cole. "Thank God. Are you okay?"

He kissed my head. "I'm fine. We're fine."

Mohinder didn't waste any time to embrace Molly as well. She sobbed into his jacket.

"All right," Mohinder said, shaking. "I'll help you, but not here. We need to get to my lab."

"Lead the way, Doctor," Sylar smirked.

I didn't know what to expect from here. With Molly around, I was sure that Maya would keep her ability under control. It was the part where Sylar got his powers back that I was concerned about. All of us piled in the car Sylar and Maya drove to New York and with Mohinder's directions, Sylar drove to Mohinder's lab.

As we drove closer, I recognized the street we were on. Months ago, I came to see Isaac only to find that he was murdered by Sylar. Before that, I remember coming with Cole to speak to him about Peter. I knew where Mohinder's lab was the minute Sylar parked the car. It was at Isaac's loft.

Sylar didn't waste any time getting out of the car with his gun on hand. By the time I unbuckled myself, I was forcefully yanked out of the car. I gasped in shock as Cole called after me. I realized who it was when the cold gun was pressed to my neck.

"What is your problem?" I demanded. "I didn't do anything that time."

"No, but who's to say you won't move the minute I turn my back?" Sylar sneered. "I can't have you be the hero with the ability you have."

"She won't move," Mohinder defended. "Please, don't hurt her. Your fight is with me."

"Once I get my powers back, I want to make sure she's around to be generous. Until then, she doesn't leave my side."

"No way in Hell," Cole jumped out of the car and charged for Sylar.

Sylar pointed the gun to Cole. "Are you really going to challenge me?"

"Why not? As far as I can see, it's fair game."

"You forget who's holding the gun."

"You forget the one that knocked you unconscious when you did have your powers."

Click. Sylar loaded the gun. "Why don't you try that again?"

"No, please, don't hurt him," I begged. "He's trying to help me."

"I spared his life once. I'm not sure if that was a wise choice."

"He's not doing anything, please." I looked to Cole. "I'll be fine. I promise."

Mohinder put a hand on his shoulder. "Don't do anything you'll regret. He'll keep Danni alive if he knows what's good for him."

Reluctantly, Cole backed away. Sylar laughed at this. "Good talk, Doctor. Now if you'll be so kind as to lead us to your office."

Mohinder led all of us to Isaac's old loft with Sylar's grip firm on my arm. Molly was guided by Maya while Cole walked beside Mohinder who was glancing towards him to make sure Cole didn't do anything to stop Sylar. When we arrived at Isaac's loft, Mohinder punched in the passcode to the door.

"You're nothing like you said you were," Maya sneered at Sylar. "Alejandro was right all along."

"You want to get rid of your powers. I want mine back," he responded. "After Suresh fixes me, I'll gladly take yours off of your hands."

"Almost a year long absence and nothing has changed," I spat.

Mohinder opened the door with everyone following behind him. Before I was able to step inside though, Sylar pulled me back and hissed in my ear. "The same will go for you. Such great power shouldn't be wasted on the weak."

He pushed me inside after he was finished closing the door behind him. "There's a bed over there. Stay put, stay calm, and remember…" He flashed his gun and pulled Mohinder towards us.

"Mohinder," Molly came forward, but Maya stopped her. "Danni."

"It'll be okay, Molly. I promise," Mohinder assured.

Sylar pushed both of us down the stairs and into the main floor. I looked back up at Cole. His eyes were locked on me and his fists were clenched.

"I'll be fine," I told him once again.

I knew Sylar wouldn't kill me just yet. He only wanted insurance that I wouldn't go running off to tell the world Sylar was alive or to speed off with all of the hostages. I glanced around the room. The loft was no longer filled with paintings as I remembered. There were blackboards with scientific equations and lab equipment all around. The only thing that remained intact was the painting on the floor depicting the once possible future of New York.

"So this is your laboratory, huh?" Sylar chuckled. "I killed that artist, Isaac Mendez, right on this very spot."

He smiled smugly to himself as I rolled my eyes. I had the unfortunate experience of stumbling upon the body.

Mohinder walked into the room ahead. "I need to have to take a sample of your blood."

"Why?" he asked.

"You're self-diagnosed. I need to know what strain of the virus you have. Or even if you have it at all."

"Just give me the remedy."

"It doesn't work like that. The wrong dosage would kill you."

Mohinder held out the white band to Sylar. Both glared daggers at each other before Sylar finally gave in and put the gun on the table. He pulled off his jacket and pulled up his sleeve.

"Don't even think about moving, Danielle," he narrowed his eyes at me.

"Wouldn't dream of it," I drawled.

Mohinder wrapped the white strip around Sylar's arm.

Sylar moved his attention back to Mohinder. "Your father helped me find my gift, and now here you are restoring it. Life has its poetry, doesn't it?"

"My father who you murdered." Mohinder grabbed the needle from the table.

"I wouldn't say anything with the needle in his hand," I teased the serial killer.

Sylar ignored me. "Your father who betrayed me. Don't make that same mistake, Mohinder."

In response, Mohinder stabbed Sylar with the needle. He began to draw out blood as he glanced up at the wall. He looked in the same direction every time he took another sample of Sylar's blood, I noticed. Once I knew Sylar wasn't looking at me, I glanced at the part of the wall Mohinder was looking at. It was a camera. Wait, Mohinder had to enter a code to get inside. There had to some kind of security system. And by the look of that red light, it was on high alert. Hopefully someone was there to see it.

I glanced back at Cole and gave him a weak smile.

"Sorry to hear about your brother," Sylar said. "It looked like he was going to be the real hero."

I turned to him. "You made sure he was dead and if not dead, you would have made him suffer for killing millions of lives."

"Everyone has to have their antagonist."

Mohinder removed the needle from Sylar's arm and placed the blood samples under the microscope.

"Peter may be gone, but there are plenty more who will fight against you," I glared.

Sylar only laughed. "Are you actually this righteous or is it an act?"

"Oh, it's real. I'd just like to call it confidence. Plus it flares when you're around. And I didn't get it standing down. I said, I did, I fought for what I believe in. And unlike you, when I fell down, I got right back up on my feet no matter how hard it was."

"Outstanding speech. I'll have to remember that when I'm taking away your ability."

"You have the same strain of the virus that Niki has," Mohinder informed Sylar. "The Company injected you as well."

Sylar looked at Mohinder. "Injected me? Someone did this to me?"

"You killed him?" Maya's voice rasped. She stood in the middle of the loft glowering at Sylar. "You killed my brother!"

Within an instant, Sylar grabbed his gun and pointed it at Maya. Bang! Molly let out a scream as everyone else gasped at the sight. Blood bled out of Maya's chest as she collapsed to the ground. I ran to Maya's side as she gasped for air. Cole came running to my side as well.

"She's still breathing," I said.

"She has a bullet in her chest, Danni," Cole pointed out somberly. "We don't know how long she'll be breathing like that."

"We need to get the bullet out. There has to be some kind of tools around here—"

Bang! Another gun shoot rang out. I waited for the pain but none of it came. I heard Cole groan next to me and froze. Blood bled through the chest area of his shirt.

"Cole!" I screamed as I ran to his side.

Cole gripped his chest and fell to the floor with my support. I remembered a few things from first aid and a couple lessons Peter taught me as a nurse. Both considered this to be rule number one: remove the clothes that surrounded the wound. I took off his jacket effortlessly, but when I came to the wound, the shirt was stuck inside the wound. I couldn't rip it off without hurting him more.

"It's okay. Everything's going to be okay," I reassured him.

I looked back at the scene between Mohinder and Sylar. If we were to get out of this situation, the time for someone to save us would have to be soon.

"Now look what you made me do," Sylar growled and pointed the gun back to Mohinder. "Where is the heal-anything blood?"

Mohinder pulled out a black box from his bag.

"You had it here all along?" Sylar realized furiously. "You and I have trust issues, Doctor. Give it to them first. Let me see you save them. Them if it works…I'll let you save me."

I returned my attention back to Cole. He was turning pale quickly as he continued to bleed. Something needed to be done soon if he had a chance of surviving this. Even if Claire's blood didn't work, I was still taking the chance.

"Cole," I rested my hand on his cheek. "You're going to be okay. Hold my hand and keep breathing."

Cole moaned in pain, gripping my hand tightly. His chest continued to bleed profusely against his hand.

"Danni," he said gruffly.

"Don't waste your breath," I scolded. "You need your energy to stay alive. For me, okay?"

Cole nodded in response. I glanced sideways to see Mohinder scooping Maya's body in his arms.

"Danni," he said. "Take Cole to the bed now if you want him to be healed."

I didn't argue to that. With my help, I supported Cole back to his feet and guided him to the bed. When Maya was laid down, I sat Cole next to her. I stayed by Cole as Mohinder brought out the syringe full of blood from the black box with Sylar and Molly intently watching over the scene. Mohinder gently brought Cole's arm out and gave him a small injection. After briefly sterilizing the needle, Mohinder did the same injection to Maya.

"That's it? Just a simple injection?" Sylar questioned.

Nobody answered him though.

"How you feel?" I asked Cole.

"I don't know," he answered groggily. "I feel a little weird."

Everyone watched his wound for any changes. Not a few moments later, we saw the wound moving. Much to my relief, the wound spit out the bullet and landed on the bed. Claire's blood worked! She did have the power to save other people beside herself.

I embraced Cole and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank God. I'm going to write Claire a very long thank you letter."

He groaned. "Careful, I'm still a little light headed."

"I'm sure Maya will understand if I'm not here when she wakes up," I heard Sylar mutter.

Suddenly I heard something static. I turned my attention to the sound to find a blond woman holding what seemed to be a ball of an electric current in one hand while the other was tied to a sling.

"Sylar!" she screamed.

Sylar pointed the gun at the window she stood and shot at her. The window shattered, but the woman moved out of the way on time. Cole and I ducked down to the floor to avoid any more gun shots. Sylar shot again at another window, but missed that time as well. He ran to the other direction with the black box in his hand. The woman shot out electricity from her hand causing Sylar to fall over into the glass door. He got to his feet just as the woman was rushing towards him. Both disappeared from plain sight.

My heart raced. "It's over. It's finally over."

"I told you everything would be fine," Cole smiled.

I hit him in the shoulder. "Never scare me like that again!"

"Sylar was the one who shot me!"

"You could have died, Cole. I don't know what I would have done."

His lips kissed mine. "I'm pretty sure you would have managed. Besides, I can finally say I've been shot."

I rolled my eyes. "You can be ridiculous sometimes."

We got to our feet and faced Mohinder and Molly.

"Are you guys okay?" I asked them.

Molly nodded. "We are now."

"When is Maya supposed to wake up?"

"Soon," Mohinder answered. "At least, we hope. Sylar ran off with the blood."

"At least we're still breathing. Thank you for healing Cole. I'm not sure if he would have made it with all of the blood he was losing."

"I'm glad it helped saved your friend. But the blood was meant for another infected victim of the Shanti Virus. Now, she'll never have a chance."

I bent down and put a hand on his. "You did what you could. You came back for Molly."

"I know. I'm sorry I got you all caught up in this mess."

"I'm sorry I couldn't get Molly out on time. You trusted me to protect her."

"Neither of us expected Sylar to return. You did what you could to protect Molly as well to the best of your ability."

"You stopped Sylar from hurting me," Molly added. "And you did it kicking and screaming."

"Thank you, Molly," I replied.

All of us gathered around Maya's unconscious body waiting for the results. Cole healed faster due to the wound being only in his arm. Maya, on the other hand, had a wound in her heart.

A loud gasp escaped Maya's lips. She shot up and looked at all of us with wide eyes. "I thought I was dead."

"You very nearly were," Mohinder told her.

"Sylar's gone."

All of us turned our attention to the woman that saved us. Despite the accomplishment, she seemed disappointed.

She hit her hand against the wall. "My dad's going to kill me."

"I doubt that very much," Mohinder assured. "If you hadn't arrived, Sylar would have slaughtered us all. We owe you our lives."

"Really? Cool."

"Who are you anyway?" Cole questioned.

"I'm Elle Bishop," she introduced. "I work for the Company."

My jaw dropped. The Elle Bishop that I heard about was standing right before my eyes. Now that I got a look at her, I could see some part of her was naïve. She also reminded me of Claire. Not just the blond hair, but the way she carried herself like the world couldn't convince her otherwise on how to live.

"I don't know how I'm going to explain to my mom what happened to my shirt," Cole mumbled, pointing to the clean hole the bullet punctured on the shirt as well as the large blood stain.

"I would burn it," I suggested. "I don't think your mom likes me that much to begin with and she'll probably get the wrong idea."

"That is an option."

"Hey, you're Danielle Santiago."

I turned to see Elle standing right beside me. I cringed slightly. It was the first time someone had called me by my original last name in years.

"How do you know that?" I inquired.

"The Company has your files," she explained. "You're one of the founders' kids like I am. You were brought in last year and you have the ability to manipulate air. Small world, huh?"

"Yeah, small world. How long have you worked for the Company?"

"Since I was nine practically. My dad knew I had what it takes. But he said your grandfather didn't want any of his kids involved. I guess it's just based on preference."

"Thank you for saving us," I said, changing the subject. "I wasn't sure if that security camera worked or not."

"It worked and thankfully I was snooping around in my dad's stuff."

"Either way you were the one brave enough to use your powers against Sylar with a sling on one arm. That's more than I'll ever do."

"Why not? You know, you are the first Santiago to have a physical power in generations? With a little training and practice, you can send Sylar flying out of this city."

"I'll have to think about that."

"So can I be your trusted sidekick then, Air Maiden?" Cole nudged me.

I rolled my eyes. "Shut up. You're lucky I like you."

Cole only smiled in response. Obviously feeling out of place, Elle walked away from us. Mohinder had disappeared to check on the other equipment while Molly stayed with Maya. The storm had come as fast as it vanished. For a brief moment, we were safe.

A masquerade. That's the life we make others see to hide how we really feel. It's proper to do so, but sometimes it's too easy. It's easy to smile when you're sad or to pretend nothing is wrong when you're angry. We may think we're doing it for others, but we're only really doing it for ourselves. Yet when there's someone who can see beyond your mask, you try to push them away. If they're persistent enough, they'll keep trying open your eyes and those are the people you want to keep around. But sometimes you feel powerless even if you were the one with power to stop the sorrow in the first place. But it's not the power that makes a power. It's the confidence and the drive to use that power to do great things. Once you have those two, you'll be able to go on as you are or even say how you really feel because that's all that really matters. There is no such thing as powerless…

"Danni," Molly called. "Isn't that your brother on TV?"

I turned my attention to the small television screen Molly was looking into. It was my brother. Nathan stood before a podium with camera lights flashing in his face. What was he doing in a press conference again?

"Yeah, that's him," I muttered.

"Good afternoon," Nathan began. "Most of you have no idea who I am. My name is Nathan Petrelli and I was elected to Congress in the state of New York. Seems like a long time ago. I lost my position. I lost my brother. I lost my family." Nathan glanced sideways with the camera zooming away from his face.

I caught my breath at the sight. By his side was not only Matt, but someone I never thought I would ever see again. I thought I was hallucinating at first. But then Cole noticed as well.

"Are you seeing this?" he whispered.

The man beside Nathan wore dark attire and once long black hair was cut and pulled back. His expression was pulled forward and serious. Despite these differences, I knew exactly who this man was. Adam was right.

"It's Peter," I said. "He's alive."

Cole put a comforting arm around my shoulder. Peter was alive all along. I don't remember being as relieved as I was at that moment.

"I'm sad to say that I lost my way," Nathan continued. "But while I was gone, I've had the chance to see the world through newly humbled eyes, witnessed amazing things, seen ordinary people among us trying their best each day to be heroes. These ordinary people, like you, like me, are capable of extraordinary things. You have no idea how extraordinary."

"What's he doing?" I thought out loud.

I had a bad feeling as to where this speech was going. I exchanged concerned expressions with everyone else. All of us had the same feeling.

Nathan was going to expose us. "But there are other people, organizations who don't want you to know the truth. I myself kept secrets. But last year, something incredible happened to me, and it changed my life. At first, I was afraid. But I'm not afraid anymore. I'm here to tell you the truth. I have the ability—"

Bang! Bang! Two gun shots were fired into Nathan's chest. The camera was shaking to get a closer look as Peter caught Nathan in his arms. Everyone was shouting and moving around while Peter, Matt and Nathan were the only ones that remained still. The camera was far away now, but I could see Nathan rolling his eyes to the back of his head.

And that is where all the real trouble began.

Thanks for reading! So...how has life been these past three months that I have not updated? Sorry about the late update. Since I'm getting more into my major at school, I'm being forced to dedicate more time to that. Plus there's all the other woes of being a college student to deal with.

But that's the end of Season Two! What did you think? Love it. Hate it. Let me know. Season Three Volume Three will be up eventually. I'm currently writing the last chapter for that.

A few spoilers: there's a lot of action and you get to learn more about Danni's past (mostly having to do with her mom). Her dad is not being ignored by any means though. Believe me, you will be awarded for your patience.

~ShatteredxDreams411