Chapter 2
Like promised, here's two of 5, I hope you enjoy. Also, forewarning, this chapter and the next two are going to be filled with torture and Danny's thoughts on why he's still there. Also, you may get mad at some of the ways I plan on manipulating Danny but bear with it because I do have great plans for him in Chapters 5 and on.
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Danny awoke when his body hit the frigid syrup. He jolted and looked up in time to see the lid shut. "W-Wait you can't just leave me…" He was cut off mid sentence.
"Welcome to hell," laughed the disembodied voice, before fading away with a click.
Danny grumbled, shivering as the cold dark liquid inched up his shirt. His clothes were quick to absorb the viscous liquid. The absorbed content only made him colder. "I've been in here long enough," he growled, with a dark look on his face, using all his strength left in his already tired body to transform.
Just as the change started, a searing sensation inched across his body. It hurt so bad he couldn't restrain his voice. His screams could be heard over the blizzard that was slicing the air in ridged, harsh slashes. It made the ground shake as an avalanche came down on the other side of the mountain. It was nowhere near the building, but it was loud and strong enough to make the outposts quake.
After a long silence, a snow drop followed. When the pain subsided, Danny sighed and looked down at his hands. It was hard to see, but he could tell they were getting frost bitten. He whimpered softly and curled up to conserve heat as he sat in the two or three inches of sticky syrup.
His eyes flickered at every sound in the dark room as he adjusted to the cramped space. The liquid had to contain blood blossoms or something, but it was also coupled with an odd smell. Something he had never had before but knew well — alcohol.
He started feeling around for any form of escape. Frozen titanium walls reached out in every direction. Large mountains extending for miles as he was thrown in the crate. Everything seemed cold and distant from all he once knew.
The alcohol didn't freeze, but it did get colder. With him losing a lot of heat from his wet body, he realized that they had done this in science. When a warm body is placed in a liquid, even one that's room temperature the body, the body loses heat to the liquid, causing hypothermia if they sit long enough.
"I have to get out of here before I freeze..." he whimpered through chattering teeth.
Looking around for an exit ended with a fruitless search. He started scratching at the lid. His quivering was slowly growing worse with each passing second. Intense waves of heat were followed with overwhelming cold as he tried to move, so he could get at least slightly out of the impure liquid.
Danny started banging on the door. "LET ME OUT! PLEASE, LET ME OUT!" he shouted, pounding on the walls and growled.
Then a thought came to him. "I just have to listen, right? If I don't disobey them, they will let me out… They just have too..." he chimed, calming down. He started focusing on his breathing as he sat, relaxing into the cold.
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"W-what's going on?" he mumbled, shifting his body. It felt like hours passed, and still, no one came to get him. The cold was starting to get to him — but worse than that, he was feeling unsure if they even remembered him being there. Tears stung in his eyes as he drowsily leaned on the wall. "I-Is this how I die?" he murmured, falling into the sweet embrace of the cold.
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A few hours later, a man dressed in all black, a blue medical mask and bright green-grey eyes stood outside the small box Danny was in. He kicked the box heavily with his military green steel-toed boots, causing the whole thing to shake aggressively.
"You still awake in there?" shouted the man, opening the titanium box lid to see the unconscious boy inside. He stared down at the boy and helplessly muttered, "Poor kid."
He knew that the GIW had said he couldn't feel pain, but he suspected something was up here. The kid was shivering. His fingers and toes bared a red tinge as hypothermia was setting in.
The man sighed and reached in, picking up the teen. "How would they even know? I mean, he's just a kid." Images of his daughter flashed in his head. "He isn't even older than my own," he whispered as he walked inside, holding Danny bridal style.
Danny shivered as a cold draft ran down his wet shirt. He whimpered softly as he felt himself move. He slowly opened his eyes, but the light was so bright that he quickly shut them again. He was still so tired, and it was still so cold. He didn't realize he was drifting back to sleep.
Massive doors opened with the wave of the man's hand. He looked down at Danny, realizing he stirred slightly, but had passed out again quickly. "Man, I don't want to do this…"
He walked into the facility. A long plain white hallway expanding before him. The man looked over at the officer in the box on the other side, showing him his ID before sliding his key card and doing a thumbprint scan on the door. He sighed as the door opened wide. Entering into the secured door, he was quickly greeted by the GIW.
"We'll take it from here, grunt. You go back to your little guard job," mocked Mr. White coldly. He reached over to grab Danny, but he was quickly turned down.
"What are you going to do to him?" asked the guard holding onto Danny tightly.
Mr. Black growled, "I believe that's above your pay grade, grunt," but he seemed to think it over. " We are going to take it and experiment on it. So we will no longer have to worry about ghost threats again. It will also be used to help save millions of lives with its regeneration powers." Mr. Black smirked as he placed emphasis on the word 'it' so the man would understand Danny was no kid, but a thing for them to use.
He growled holding onto Danny. "I won't let you! He isn't just some..." He was quickly cut off.
"You do not have the power nor rank to stop us. Now give it to us, or we take it. Then you will be penalized as a traitor to your country and be punished to the highest extent of the law," grinned both Mr. Black and Mr. White.
The man gritted his teeth as images of his daughter flashed in his head. He looked down at the sleeping boy and closed his eyes. I will talk to the president about this… I can't let them harm such a young child. He handed the child over. "This isn't over," he growled as they took Danny and smiled.
"Oh, but it is. You will never outrank a government officer, so accept that you can't win. Just be happy you get to go home to that beautiful wife and daughter of yours. Be happy you will get to see another day under the sun," stated Mr. White. Mr. Black turned away, holding Danny in his arms tightly.
The man gritted his teeth and clenched his fists several times trying to calm down.
"Ah yes, and Mr. Thompson, you're fired," Mr. White stated with his back turned coldy. "We don't need weak willed soldiers here. Go home." The automatic gate closed, separating Mr. Thompson and the officers.
"Awful brave when protected by those stupid bars," he spat, taking his leave. "I will be back, just you wait. That is not how you treat the savior of the world."
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Danny woke up later that evening. It was still cold, but nowhere near as bad as earlier. He was wondering why as he slowly opened his eyes. It was still dark, but there was a little light coming in from a four-inch window just above his eye line. He laid on a fixed concrete bed. Upon further investigation he also saw a stool, a small desk, and in the corner a fixed sink toilet combination. Slowly sitting up, he shivered. I need to change.
When he moved, he noticed a dim ecto-chain hanging from his ankle. Following it, he found it was stuck above the bed. "Where am I?" He stated aloud, not noticing the small camera in the corner of the room. He stood up and walked over to the tiny tin mirror. "God, I look awful…"
Following his statement, a disembodied voice crackled from the speaker. "Put on the gown on the bed."
The voice made Danny jump and look around. He suddenly felt very uneasy. It was like he was being watched, and he didn't like that at all.
Once again the voice spoke, "Put the gown on now. Remove all unnecessary clothing."
Danny looked around before his eyes settled on the bed where the gown sat. He walked over and stared at it. "T-This one?" He asked, lifting it up. "I-It's a bit short."
"NOW!" Shouted the staticed voice, causing Danny to wince. "Fine, I'm putting it on. You happy now?!" He spat out in frustration as he disrobed putting it on over his pants.
"Remove your pants too," stated the voice with growing agitation.
"You know, it's rude to ask someone to get naked before taking them to dinner first," he grumbled, removing his pants. The gown was way too short for him to be comfortable in. He squirmed to cover his underwear. "It's kinda short though. Don't you have pants, or a longer gown?"
The voice didn't come back on as Danny sat on the bed miffed. He had just done as he was told, but he really didn't want to go back into the Ice box.
The minute he changed, footsteps could be heard getting closer to his room. Going to the far corner of the room, Danny swallowed hard. Great, now I have this to worry about… I'm pretty sure this is the Guys in White's fault, and I can't get away with this thing on my ankle. He thought, grinding his teeth.
Danny stared at his ankle. "I don't even think this thing will let me transform. It looks like my mom's shackles. Oh who am I kidding, they probably are. If the GIW are good at anything, it's theft."
The door opened and the hallway's bright, fluorescent lights flooded his vision. He yelped in pain as he rolled back, rubbing his eyes. "Warn a guy!" he yelped.
"Good, you're awake," smiled the man who Danny would come to know as a bastard. Standing in the doorway, he said with authority, "Come on, hurry up! Arms through the slot. They're tired of waiting for you," He said, clearly not Danny's biggest fan.
Danny stared at him confused. "Why should I? I can escape anytime I please!" He chuffed as he only got further from the door. "So you might as well let me go!" He stated with an obvious bluff.
The man dressed in a white doctor's coat with a black shirt underneath and brown khakis sighed, and pulled out a small button attached to a set of keys and growled, "Last chance, put your hands through the bars here," he pointed to a small slot just big enough for Danny's hands to fit through. "Never!" Danny said defiantly, folding his arms tightly across his chest.
"Fine, but just know you were warned." He pressed the button and Danny screamed as hundreds of volts traveled through his body. A sharp, undeterred pain streamed into his ankle, erupting across his lower body. It left an impact that Danny had felt before, but stronger than any other shock his body had endured.
Danny dropped like potatoes scrambling to get his leg free. He cried in pain as the electricity burned the thick shackle shape into his leg. He shot a glance at the man in the door. But he couldn't hold his gaze as he shook, reaching back for his leg.
The man signaled for the door to open and he entered. He slowly approached Danny, who was crying. "Turn it off! Turn it off, please!" He cried, gritting his teeth in an attempt to hide the pain. The man sighed and lifted his finger off the button, giving Danny a second to breathe. He grabbed Danny by his hair, lifting him up to eye level. "Wipe your tears and stand before I do it again. Next time, I won't even warn you," he growled, releasing Danny's hair as he threw him down.
"Hands behind your back. NOW!" The man ordered. "I don't like hurting you, but I have been given direct orders to force you to concede. If you do not cooperate, I will not hesitate to shock you again. Got it?" He gruffed as he watched Danny slowly rise into position. Danny placed his hands behind his back. "If you even try to escape, you will go back into the Ice box, the thing you were freezing inside of before… So please, just do as you're told," The man sighed softly, staring in at the pathetic image of the hero of the earth.
Danny was trembling as tears started to well up in his eyes. He slammed his hands on the ground, thinking back to the cramped box that nearly killed him only a few hours before — or maybe it was more like days. He had no sense of time since he had been locked away.
"If you don't want to hurt me, then let me go," he whispered, slowly getting to his feet. "Why can't you just let me go?" He stood, hands being cuffed from behind.
"I have a family to take care of. In order for them to remain safe and legal, you have to be here. You have also been labeled a threat to the country." The man stated codly. "Let's go. They are still waiting for us." Danny hissed through his teeth as his shackle was removed.
"Thank you," said the man. He then placed a set of specially made cuffs around Danny, binding his hands and feet to his waist so he couldn't run. I guess there's no chance of this just being a nightmare… thought Danny walking into the hall as the door closed behind him.
It was about a five minute walk down a long, bland hallway that was scattered with doors and hallways blocked with gates. Danny felt the uncomfortable silence as his anxiety grew. "What are they even gonna do to me?" He asked, trying to bring noise to the silence. But he got no response. The silence caused him to want to go back to the dark room. Staring at his feet most of the way. "Please just tell me. I deserve to know don't I?" Just as the man opened his mouth his only words were cold. "I have no idea. That's above my pay grade." The boy felt a cold chill as he whimpered, dropping his head. "I see…"
After long silence again they stopped in front of a door at the end of the first hall. It was also white. It freaked Danny out. It was such an erie color to pick when everything had already been so white everything even his room which was just white painted stone.
When the door opened and Danny entered. He saw for the first time something other than bleak white washed walls. Cabinets and counters filled the walls. On each counter was no less than five jars of disembodied parts that came from what he figured were previous guests of the GIW.
As he looked around more he saw a cement surgery table with five restraints on it. Covering the table was about a dozen protruding spikes. These spikes made danny turn. "I-I would like to go back to my cell now." He chimed with a worried smile. But he was stopped. "No you will get on the table. Don't worry I will drop the spikes." He stated forcing Danny toward the table as he helplessly struggled. As Danny was pulling away the man effortlessly pressed a button causing all the spikes to just drop into the table. "See, now upsy daisy." Stated the man lifting Danny's small frame causing Danny to realise he wished he was fat. The man laid him on the table and with each released shackle he took the limb and strapped it to the table.
Danny shuddered at what might happen to him. His final shackle was now just his left leg. His head being the first thing grounded to the table. He stared at the ceiling as shivers of fear quaked his core. "Now I get why I'm wearing a gown" The guard turned once Danny was secured and sighed. "Your trainer will be in shortly." With that he left to guard the door from the outside.
Danny sat for what felt like hours. As his brain struggled to comprehend what was gonna happen to him. He always thought he was a good guy. Saving the earth twice. Stopping the overwhelming hordes of undead that wanted to conquer humanity. But it meant nothing absolutely nothing. Just has he started to doze off from the silence and impactful thoughts the door opened.
"Hello, number 132, I see you must have been waiting for me." The voice was followed by a creepy man entering the room. The guy gave Danny dangerous vibes that told him he needed to get away. On pure instinct Danny's body went invisible. "Hmm so you really are a ghost huh… I thought those people were just insane. Well either way makes no difference to me. "I'm your trainer 132. You may call me Master or Sir. But I will not be permitting you to speak anyway."
His smile made danny want to hide. "M-My name is Danny. I don't know who 132 is." The man walked towards the table. "My… my you are an arrogant one aren't you 132." He Pressed the button the guard had pressed to lower the spikes. It jettisoned the spikes up straight into the non vital spots across Danny's body. For spiked teeth sprouted from each arm and each leg. With the visible spikes four hidden ones crushed his shoulder blades and his hips at the same time. Blood soiled the white floor as danny sank on to the barbed bed.
He finally relaxed a bit as the spikes finally stopped digging into him. He whimpered, tears erupted from his eyes as he started crying. "I did nothing wrong! I just want to go home!" He cried but his voice fell on deaf ears.
The trainer was not having this. He punched danny across the face and growled. "Stop your crying you worthless brat! You will face so much worse if you don't stop now!"
Danny felt the crack across his jaw and blood drip from his lip. The shock did stop his cries for his home and family. "This is all your own fault after all. You are a monster. You have no family anymore the sooner you forget about them the better of you will be. FREAK!" He spat, pressing a remote button that caused danny to lurch and scream. Blood gushed from the wounds as electricity surged through his whole body. "AHHHHH!" Screamed Danny as his body let off a light smoking before the man turned off the shock again.
"Now to start with we are stripping your identity. You are named 132 you have no true name. Repeat it back to me." He grinned staring at Danny who still didn't want to lose to this man.
"NO! MY NAME IS DANNY! IT WILL ALWAYS BE DANNY! GO BACK TO YOUR CAVE YOU CLOSETED GHOST PHOBIC FREAK!" Danny was breathing heavily as his anger surged all at once. But he was quick to regret it. "Fine." Smiled the man. "Until you tell me your number you can sit there." He turned back on the shock making it more intense. Danny squealed in agony as the man sat down on his chair opening a newspaper.
Danny writhed on the spikes for close to an hour with not one word coming from the man. The utter silence only broken by Danny's screams of complete despair. Tears rolled down his eyes. His brain now growing incoherent from the constant pain. Just before he passed out the electricity stopped and the man slapped Danny's face, blood loss getting to Danny's head as he wobbly tried to focus again. "Huh…" he stared at the man a moment.
"You ready to surrender?" The man was over joyed when Danny nodded incoherently. "Good. Now tell me what is your number?" chimed the man with a kind smile that didn't waver, even when Danny was in pain.
"O-one...thirty two?" Danny's brain was mush from pain. He just wanted to rest. He was tired and scared. "Very good. Now repeat you are a monster. I will stop the shocks when you can hit 20 times without screaming in pain." He smiled as Danny stared at him a moment then whimpered. "W-Wait…" But he didn't have a chance to argue. "It will only stop when you do it right."
"I am doing this because I can. You are a slave to the government and you are nothing. But a toy for my amusement." Chimed the man as Danny let out another blood curdling scream.
This went on for hours until finally Danny did as he was told. But he repeated it long after the spikes were removed from his body. "Monster… I'm a monster…" He repeated as the man stood over his incoherent body. He trembled laying as still as he could. The Trainer took his vitals and injected him with a microchip. "There, now that the initial stuff is done we can get to the good stuff. Isn't that right 132?" He smiled as Danny's only response came from his blank mind. It was obvious Danny was broken. He looked exhausted but even worse than that his eyes were sunken. His preconditioned response kicked in and he just repeated. "I am a monster."
Danny seemed to look through the trainer as he was given a shot to transform him. He turned ghost but even though he was being burned by the shackles his emotional state didn't change. He was just brain dead at the moment. Nothing felt like pain compared to the constant shock. "Don't worry 132. Most of the experiments are relatively harmless...Well, they won't kill you at least." He smiled and pulled out a scalpel.
Danny trembled in response to the cold blade piecing his transparent skin. Slowly He sliced him open. Danny was forced open and his organs were exposed. Upon closer examination the dock smiled. "This will do nicely. Yes we can keep him open with that." Smiled the man as he grabbed the coated metal micro mosquito curved forceps to hold him open.
Danny's trembling slowly vanished as tears welled up and spilled out over his cheeks. The pain was too much but he wasn't fully conscious of his pain. His organs were moved about as he laid as still as he could. His heart was beating hard. Being the loudest thing in the room until it was poked. His body shuddered in fear as his brain came to almost immediately. "H-huh? W-what…" He looked down and almost screamed when he saw his organs. But he stopped when the trainer rubbed his cheek. "Shh or I might just miss my dear toy." His smile now caused Danny to lose it. His eyes filled with absolute terror. But he remained quiet.
The doctor smiled, "Good boy. Pass me the cage." He chimed, cutting out several ribs to make room for it. He clamped his heart into a cage and smiled there, now easy access for Professor X." He chimed finally finishing up he undid the clamps and allowed the wound to heal up. Well except for his now caged heart which was now open for all to see. "Now son what is your name?" He smiled waiting for Danny to answer. His face made Danny quiver before looking down in absolute defeat. "I-its 132 sir…" He muttered as tears rolled down his cheeks.
He smiled and looked up "That's all you are from this day forward. Now, I'm all done." He smiled packing up his stuff. "Get him back to his cell, I'm done with him, so I'm going home." He stated standing up and turning. The two men smiled, "Thank you sir. This was a huge help." The Man smiled and held out his hand. "I didn't do it for free, but as promised I'll keep this to myself. so where's my money?" He asked, being handed a suitcase. "It's been a pleasure, sirs. I'm off." He quickly left as the men walked over and undid Danny's chains. Danny stared blankly at the floor as he was dragged back to his cell. His ghost form had healed the physical wounds.
But his heart and mind had fallen to pieces. "I-I'm a monster… I have to be a monster… This is all my fault because I'm a monster." He smiled as he was piecing back together his brain trying to make it all make sense. He looked at the guard. "That's why my family didn't want me right?!" He stared as the man just grunted. But Danny took it as. 'Yep it's your fault.' When he was put back in his cell they shackled him again then left him in the dark.
Danny was shaking in the back of the white washed cell. He was quietly crying to himself thinking he would be as safe as possible if he remained quiet. If he didn't make any noise he couldn't possibly be a monster. Just simple 132.
His room he came to find was his safe space. All they did here was deliver a corporate punishment. If he acted like a monster. No talking, No wandering, This place was his to sleep in and the only place he could consider even remotely safe.
This wasn't the only hell he had to watch out for though. He wouldn't get fed often. Plus time in the icebox located outside. When he did go out to it though his hope was squashed even more. He was located inside three layers of electric fence, barbed wire, and chicken wire. Under constant surveillance from six guard towers that circled the property and to make matters worse inside the icebox was alcohol mixed with Blood blossoms.
He looked down at his heart and he slowly began to cry. "I didn't want to be reborn like this." He was quiet as blood tears dripped down his gown from his eyes as he cried. It stained his outfit more with his own blood. "No one can save me. I'm doomed… trapped…" He swallowed watching as his heartbeat got faster and faster when a noise interrupted the hearty panic beats of his chest.
Danny began to tremble more aggressively as the footsteps got closer and louder approaching his cell. Fear engraved into him now. He quickly started to repeat over and over again with a shaky voice. "I'm 132… I'm 132," He felt his whole body shudder as the door opened. The person standing on the other side of the door shouted loudly. "UP AGAINST THE WALL!" When he heard the voice Danny shakily stood up weaving towards the wall with his hands behind his back.
The only thing he was sure of was it had been months since his first day. He was made to endure unspeakable pain. From shock to limb loss. Nothing was off limits; they even stole his organs. Just to watch them grow back. But of all his doctors Professor X was the worst experimenting with his blood and his transformations. He still had stubborn streaks. But he knew he couldn't keep it up forever. He was breaking from the day in and day out pain.
Even looking at himself only brought pain. So much that he had tried to take his own life more than once. As he leaned on the back wall for support He quivered feeling the cold shackles bite into his wrists the cold metal breaking his now weak flesh. His shaky scab covered bruised legs shook harshly as he tried to stay standing. His white gown drenched in the blood from all the experiments. It was torn to pieces. His body underneath looked no better than his shirt. He had lost a lot of weight from lack of food and overuse of energy for long periods of time. His ribs protruded out vividly. His gown was just tight enough to shape some of his upper ribs.
The man who entered smiled as Danny struggled to stay standing in his presence. The young male agent was one of the first agents Danny met who wasn't nice enough to tolerate his meager attempt to stay alive. He was one of three incharge of keeping Danny from running. By cutting into his tendons on each ankle on a weekly basis. Danny glared at him through the corners of tired eyes. But Danny kept his mouth shut knowing what the slave driver would do if he spoke out of turn.
"You get to have the honor of being a test subject for a new drug... Today it will be with an important purpose, I've been told if you behave you might get fed," smirked the agent, listening as a loud noise echoed through the chamber. Danny felt his stomach lurch and groan at the mention of food, making his already shaky legs cave under him. The buckling sent him hurtling to the ground with a thud.
He quickly got back up and averted his eyes. Fear rolled as he bracing himself against the wall again.
The first couple of days with no food had been rough, but his stomach shrank enough in four days to not bother him as much when he went without food. But this man knew that the mere mention of food made Danny cave. He was always hungry. Wanting him to stop torturing him like this. He closed his eyes and thought about anything other than his words.
After the agent had stopped laughing at Danny's pain. He led him down the long white hallway to the examination room. The blood and ectoplasm on the walls of the room made him think back to his first day in this hell hole after he had gotten off the truck and been seen by that horrible Trainer. How it had only gotten worse. Plus the constant threat of him making another appearance.
On his second day however, It was a cold, frigid day that made every hair on his body stand on edge. His heart had been pounding wildly as they forced him to wake up and walk to his first "Experiment". At least that's what he called it. 'he' referring to the worst of them all. Professor/agent X a silver-haired man with an equally silver tongue.
He was the only agent with the know-how to bring Danny crumbling over in pain emotionally and physically torturing him heartlessly. Danny would be begging for him to stop the pain by the day's end. The memory made Danny shudder slightly at the thought of Agent X dissecting him again. His body shuddered even more as they walked into the small white room with a dissection table firmly fixed to the middle.
A small table sat next to it with large and small glowing knives on the side. They were all cleaned to perfection. The walls were also cleaned today meaning they had something horrible in mind for him today.
He decided to distract himself for a few moments by taking in the strange and exotic ghost plants that were placed neatly along the far walls. Danny trembled as a small useless whimper escaped his lips when he saw who was going to be performing the new experiment.
"Please… anyone else. Please! I promise I won't move or anything! " He whimpered and pleaded, pushing back with all his strength against Agent S. His struggling was rewarded with a harsh smack to the floor by Agent S. "Oh shut up! Worthless brat! Get on the table!" Danny whimpered but quickly climbed up on the table. Getting latched to the bed a glowing metal collar wrapped around his neck, wrists, and legs. The cuffs made him whimper even more. Fear drove deep into his soul as his heart sank. He trembled, his eyes shrinking as Agent X smiled cruelly running his hands over a small needle.
"This is going to hurt a lot. It's going to be worse than any other pain you felt as of thus far. But don't move. After all you want food. Right?" He laughed as Danny's stomach churned causing him to struggle even more against the restraints an Agent approached his left side showing him a small vial. He took the vial. Filling the syringe with the strange liquid. Before injecting it into Danny's left hip.
The sight of the syringe made Danny shout and jump against his restraints as Agent X pushed the clear drug deep into his veins. Danny cried out in pure unrestrained pain. "IT BURNS!" He howled as his body struggled to shift between transforming and not. Half of his body was Phantom and the other half Fenton. It was hard for him to maintain and even worse it gave him no choice. His whole body felt hot with waves of cold coming from his ice core. Warning him something was wrong. His breath became a white blue fog with each breath.
Agent X was pleased with Danny's performance to the new drug he had been working on. It was made just for half-breeds like Danny. It was designed to promote regeneration in the boy. So he could take pieces from the boy and clone them to help improve everyday medicine and possibly cure cancer and organ failure in normal humans. He smiled, taking a scalpel to his tender flesh. Testing the drug's effects. He grinned as it healed quickly. The drug was a success. He looked over at the men in the corner. "Add the electricity then let me have 45 minutes alone." His eyes showed what Danny hated most about this man: pure enjoyment from Danny's pain and suffering. They set him up with high tension wires and a set of electroshock therapy lines and cranked higher than any grown man could take.
He watched as Danny's entire body jolted in pain. His breathing became ragged and desperate as he struggled for each gasp of air. He curved upward in pain. Wiggling his abdomen as the pain grew in severity his screams now filling the room in desperation to get rid of his pain just wanting it to end he cried. "Please just kill me!" He was so desperate, but his words must have angered Agent X because he walked up to the screaming child's head. A dark look on his face as he slammed his hand over Danny's mouth. The abrupt force caused Danny to suffer in silence. His voice desperate to reach out as Agent X spoke.
"That was annoying…" He smirked, holding Danny's head tight against the table. "Now you're going to stop screaming. So help me I will make it worse for you, understood? I don't want to hear a sound out of you." He growled, squeezing Danny's cheeks hard leaving a bruise across his jaw.
Agent X reached for a ball gag near him to keep Danny from biting his tongue as a distraction from the constant waves of pain. Danny shook, heavily drool coming out of the corner of his mouth as he did his best to hold back the pained screams tears rolling down his cheeks. Agent X did his mini examinations. Taking fingers, toes and even organs that steadily grew back.
Once He finished with his little project. He started subjecting Danny to his mental games. "It's all your fault your a freak. What family would dare want such a beast. You're here because you're a Monster!" Smirked Agent X. "Without us you are nothing but a freak. A purposeless nuisance who's own family sold him out." Danny's incoherent mind focused on certain things like hatred, fear, and pain. The thoughts confused him, making Agent X's words and Danny's memories start to merge. "I-I am a monster?" He questioned his eyes sitting in a haze of truth and lies. No longer able to differentiate between his own memories.
Please remember to leave a comment so I know that you're enjoying this as much as I am. I will be posting the other 3 chapters later tonight and in the morning due to lack of sleep for 2 days.
Okay, so I altered the chapter and added quite a bit. I hope everyone enjoys I'll be doing this to future chapters as well. ^^
