Authors Notes: Boom! Ever since I created Donny and Midnight I had this rolling around in my head.

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Zareth is a Typo Boy Movie:

White Bird

Chapter 20

Secrets

Donny watched Danny from at least 20 feet away from where she stood. He could still feel the heat coming off her. He had to get her away from here. Had to get her out of this area or…

"You want to die don't you?" Danny growled. Donny was surprised, was he that obvious?

"Haven't you tried to die Danny?"

"I've had three different bodies Donny. I can't die." Danny's flames began to crackle. Just what was Donny getting at.

"Don't you remember Danny?! Haven't you figured it out!" beside Danny Midnight landed. Never a set of wings. But her legs were jets. She looked at them both knowing perfectly well who they were.

"Danny come with us...please. We'll tell you, we'll show you." Midnight held out her hand. Danny looked iffy about this. She knew Midnight wouldn't...but could she trust Donny enough to be in the same vicinity as her? She took Midnights hand. Taking to the air.

Danny had only been in this place once and it was in Rivers body. Taking over Rivers form was just...odd. But she decided it was for the best to insure that Inky and Zareth were safe.

Angela's observatory. She landed on the back porch area. The ground still had dried puddles of ink. Her daughters Ink. She sighed looking at what used to be Rivers body. It was a charred mess in the middle. Along one side you could see the roof had begun to peel off after time finally got to it. It had been what...15 years since then. Hurricanes happened there a lot lately.

"Danny come see." Danny turned at Midnights voice. She motioned to the black cabinet that had her symbol on the side.

"Long ago you were created. It had to be about 200 years now."

"200 years!?" Danny exclaimed. That was a lot longer then she had originally thought.

"A town in the lower laying area that sat at the foot of a mountain got sick because of something that began to grow in a river. It hit hard and fast and mostly the children were the ones who died first." Midnight leaned down and ran her finger along one side of the box. A few lights flashed and it hissed open. She slowly opened the cabinet and they were able to see inside.

"I myself, Donny, and you were the last because we didn't get there till months later at night. We had been traveling with the railroad. You had gotten some strange ability off a young boy there. At first we were so scared he had hurt you. But in reality he had given you his element. You two became very good friends." She said slowly reaching in to take a small hand within the wires. The young girls glowing purple hair wound around her head like a halo.

"Us?" Danny felt Donny's hand on her back.

"During the pandemic your parents looked for a solution to save your life. The cost was...extraordinary. There lives for yours and they never knew what that intaled. Dr. Julien was a great man, but he was also...just as mad as Angela was. They took there payment before they helped you.

Hooking them into a machine copying their memories they were placed within two shells. Rename them...and assign them as your caretakers." He took a deep breath and pointed to himself and Midnight. Danny stepped back.

"Gaya was a sadistic woman." Midnight ran her fingers over her face. "Messing with our core memories...trying to turn us into...inhuman killers. Just to kill you. We've been fighting these programs. I tried to purge it...and ended up with this...multiple personalities. Neither of us wanted to hurt you...but its...there."

"I have a…" Donny stuffed his hands in his pockets and cleared his throat. "Psychopath in my head...we share a body." He shrugged "sometimes when its overcast the connection is cut and…" He shrugged. "I think he sleeps."

Okay Danny didn't believe that one for an instant.

"So...what you two are telling me is...thats me?" She pointed to the little girl who couldn't be anymore then 6 years old. "And you're both my parents?"

They both cringed and looked away from one another.

"Yeah thats...not…"

"It is…" Danny jumped hearing the voice. She turned to look at the woman with gray hair stuffed up in a bun.

Angela.

She was alive.