Blackness covered me. I didn't feel anything. I remembered catching a glimpse of Sam, Phantom and I falling apart from each other, looking for something to hold onto, but that was all. It changed from darkness, but then I saw light…

One of my eyes opened up slowly, and painfully. I looked up to see someone standing there. I couldn't tell who though. I tried to move, but I couldn't. What had happened to me? I tried to move my mouth, to ask what was going on, but my mouth was unable to move. I couldn't feel anything throughout my body, I could just see straight up.

"Your awake?" I heard a voice ask, and I moved my eye over, to see someone familiar. My sister. I could tell because of her voice, he smile, the look on her face. It seemed like forever since the last time I had seen her.

"Oh, sorry, you can't talk." She said, She didn't talk like my sister though, Jazz would have acted differently. She left my side, and I wanted to see what was going on around me. I wanted to know what was happening. I didn't know what was going on at all, and it bugged me. Where was I? Was anyone else here?

Just then, I saw the evil, sneaky, face. The face I hated to see, never wanted to see again. It was Vlad's face. Vlad was here, then why was my sister here?

"Ah, your alive. I figured you had gotten yourself killed. Luckily, you survived."

I wanted to ask him, even ask HIM what was going on, but I couldn't. I was stuck in that position, and couldn't feel the rest of myself.

"Ah, you want to know what happened I suppose? Sasha found you falling off of a bridge. Your girlfriend and that dang horse falling with you. You could have saved yourself, but I guess you weren't thinking. The horse did save itself, barely, but I put an end to that horse. As for your girlfriend…"

Sam… What had happened to her? She had to be Ok.

"Well… I won't tell you, just to be mean, you foolish child," he teased me, as though he couldn't even care about the fact that laying right in front of him, was someone that couldn't move at all.

"I would have taken you to the doctors, but then they would have asked for your name, and to much personal stuff, and then I would be in trouble. Instead, I just wrapped you up a little, and hoped for the best."

What was he doing? Why was he torturing me like this, teasing me, not letting me know exactly what was going on.

"I shouldn't have even saved you, because for all I know, you might not even live. At least in your last moments of life, if you don't live, you would have seen me. No one else, just me. I could have used you, you would have been helpful, but you ran away from me. You put yourself in this position, and now you have to get yourself out. Think Halfa, if you can escape this one, I will let you go, and never bug you again. If you manage to escape out of this room, bye! I will never see you again. If not then, I will still feed you, tube feed you, regular feed you, whatever I have to do, because I refuse to make you starve, as of you have broken a lot of bones from being so thin."

What was he talking about? I wanted out of here. If I could escape, it would be over, I could return home, there would be no more problems, but what happened to my feeling? Why couldn't I move at all? If I could move, I would escape. I would find Sam, and get out of here. What about Sam though…. Was she Ok? If she wasn't, I would rather stay here and die. I would rather die and let her live.

"Your horse, is no longer, to let you know. You will never see that thing anymore. As for Sam, you will have to find out on your own. You escape, she is in the room next to you, dead, or alive. You don't escape, you will die without knowing what happened to her. I don't make the choice, you do. If you can pull through this, then I find you a true soldier Daniel. I believe you would deserve to escape if you live through this," he taunted, and with that, he disappeared out of site.

Sasha was in the room soon after him. She was Jazz, because Jazz wasn't here. I knew it was her, because I wasn't home, Jazz would get me out of here.

"Danny, I can help. You had to have broken something. Blink once for yes, twice for no, Ok? I am going to ask you some simple questions. Can you feel anything at all?"
I blinked twice. It was hard to blink. I didn't know how I was doing it, because it wasn't exactly easy to tell.

"Look Danny, I am going to get you out of here. We are both escaping from here."
I blinked twice again. Vlad said for ME to escape. If I didn't, Sasha would take me, leave Sam behind, and Vlad would say I didn't do it on my own. He was like that, anyway to say I didn't do it fairly, he would use it for an excuse.

"You don't want me to help? No help, and you are going to die you know."
I blinked once, indicating yes, and she walked away, without saying one more word. No one else entered. I wanted to know if Sam was fine. Vlad was doing that just to put torture on my long wait. What was going to happen to me? Maybe I would die. Maybe Sam was already dead, and I would see her again soon. There was no telling… I didn't know what to think. Maybe I was dead already, just not actually dead.

5 days later…

I didn't know how much time had passed, but my legs, arms, everything was tingling. I was getting my feelings back, and my other eye was opening. Vlad had tube fed me, obviously, and he still was going to until I could actually move. I could move though. I lifted my arm, my movements were working again. My arm hurt so badly though, to the point were I was crying from moving it. Maybe that was one of my broken bones Vlad was talking about. I moved the other one, and it hurt like hell also. My legs could move to, and they both hurt. Why did I have to live after that. Why couldn't I have just died when I fell, it would have been painless. I wouldn't have even known what had hit me.

I started to sit up, and it hurt so bad. My stomach was sore, my back, everything was sore. Everything felt weird, and hurt. I ignored it though. I was strong, I had to know how Sam was. Once I managed to sit up, I leaned against the back of the bed, because I needed to rest. Luckily, there was a backrest. I looked at myself, all down my legs, my arms, everything looked wrong. My arms and legs looked like they were broken. How was I supposed to move at all? It was hard enough siting up, how was I supposed to get up and walk out of this room?

I heard clicks on the floor in the hall. They didn't sound like a human walking though, it sounded like… a horse. The hoofs hitting the ground… Phantom. I could tell it was her. I tried once again to talk, but nothing came out.

I soon saw the figure of Phantom, coming through the door. When she came up though, she didn't look like she had before. She was an actual ghost now. Vlad had killed her, but she was still here.

She bobbed her head up and down, and walked up next to me, and made it level for me to climb on her back.

"Th…a…" I let out, my voice raspy, my throat hurting. I couldn't talk very well, and it hurt to do so.

She nodded, knowing what I meant, sensing my pain, like she had before. She could tell when I wanted something, what I wanted, what was going on, everything with me. How was I going to climb on her back though? I slid over slowly, and it had to have taken me at least 15 minutes to get all the way onto her back. I couldn't use my arms at all, because they were obviously broken, as well as one of my legs.

Phantom moved very slowly, and I tried my hardest to use my hands. The only bone that didn't seem to be broken, was my neck bone, and my backbone. I could sit up straight, although it hurt, and I could keep my head held up just fine. Phantom just walked through the wall, into the next room, and there was Sam, she didn't seem hurt at all.

"Oh my gosh," she said, and walked up to me.

"Danny. Phantom saved me, left you because she couldn't get to you in time, I thought…" She started to cry, and she walked up to me. I nodded my head slowly, to show I was going to be Ok, at least until we got somewhere half safe for me.

"Phantom, we need to get him to the closest hospital," she told the horse, and phantom nodded her head, and Sam hopped on her back behind me. She grabbed ahold of me, so I wouldn't have to hold on, and he gentle hands made me feel safe. I felt safe in her hands no matter what. Luckily, she wasn't hurt.

Phantom phased through the wall, and started to gallop, reluctantly, but she had to move a little fast. We weren't even at the same place we were before, this placed looked totally different. It was totally engulfed in pine trees that towered over the top of the huge house. It smelt like pine all over the place too, and I had no idea where we were at, but at the moment, I didn't care. I was getting short of breath, from all the moving around, with the millions of problems I had. I breathed in and out, but my breathing was slowing down a little, and each breath seemed to take longer and longer.

"Danny, are you Ok?" Sam asked, concerned, since she could tell of the change in my breathing. I nodded slowly, although that was a lie, because I wasn't exactly Ok.

We came up to a town, and Phantom stopped for a minute to look around, and then she started off to the right, heading for the hospital. When she walked into the parking lot, people were driving out of it, and they were staring at us, which made me feel uncomfortable.

Phantom stopped by the door, and knelt down. People walking out of the building also got their share of stares in too. Sam hopped off first, and then she helped me to get off, which was easier than getting in. I could hardly walk though, due to the major damage of my legs, but I managed to make it into the building, where at once nurses immediately saw that I was in bad condition, because two of them standing in the main lobby came running up to us.

"What happened?" One of them asked Sam immediately.

"We had an accident… a bridge broke on him," she said truthfully, trying to maintain her tears, since the nurses didn't look as though they were to certain of me even being alive.

One of them pulled out a walkkie talkie, and said, "We need emergency care, right now," and then set it down on her side.

"We will take him to the back, can he walk?"

"Not… very good."

"All right then," she said, and walked off into another room, and returned with some people that had one of those beds with wheels on it. They helped me up into it, and I lifted one of my hands up just high enough to wave bye to Sam. Last I saw of her before leaving, was tears streaming down her face, and she lifted up a hand, to wave to me, then she turned, not able to look at me any longer.

They took me back into a room that had emergency written around it, and two doctors came rushing into the room for assistance.

"What happened?" One of them asked, and all I could see of him, was his dark green eyes, the rest of him was covered up by his uniform.

"His friend out there said that he fell off a bridge…"

"Suicide?" The guy asked, shocked at how someone could just happen to fall of a bridge.

"Said the bridge broke."

"How much does he weigh?"

"I dunno. He looks underweight to me," the nurse responded, looking back at me, then to the doctor.

"Yeah, he does. How could it snap on him then?"

"I don't know. Kids these days just do whatever they want, because they figure, it would never happen to me! I know, my daughter is that way. I will have to use this as an example for her," she smiled. Of course, she wasn't worried about me at all, I was just another patient that she was making money off of. The other nurse that didn't come back with me looked more worried she was the one that was concerned about me in the first place. The one doctor that was talking also looked a little concerned, and sounded a little concerned.

"Well, let's take some x-rays first, he looks like he has a number of broken bones."

"You don't think we should put him under? I mean, he looks like he is in pain," the nurse suggested, actually sounding concerned for the first time.

"No, because we can't have him under to long, and he will have to be for surgery."

"Good point. Sorry kid, it will be an hour or so before surgery."

Did I look like I wanted surgery? Ok… I guess I needed it, but still. It wasn't as though I was going to plain because I wasn't getting it till later, because at least now, I was able to just lay there, with no problems at all, I could just relax, and try to forget about the pain.

They rolled me over to the x-ray room, and took a number of x-rays, which took about 20 minutes, and then they were discussing them in the back room. But I really didn't care what they were talking about right now, at least I didn't have to move anywhere, since it hurt like hell to even move a little bit.

Soon though, I was rolled into the surgery room, where it was lined with tons of utensils they would need for a surgery. I am sure they had a million bones to repair.

"All right, we will just put you under, and you will wake up, and be in your own personal room."
Soon enough, I was put under, and everything just seemed as though I was sleeping, and there was nothing to worry about anymore.

I woke up later, and was in a room, like I was told. There was the bed I was laying in, and a sofa, for visitors to sit on, and Sam was sitting there, waiting for me to wake up I'm sure, because as soon as she saw that I was awake, she came running to my side.

"Danny! I was so worried about you! It has been 8 hours since you left my side, and I was worried the whole way."

"That…Long?" I asked slowly. My throat still hurt, and I looked down to see that there was a cast around my neck.

"Broken…neck?" I choked out.

"No, they just said that should be on for a week or so, and then it can be removed. They said that your neck wasn't broken, but damaged enough," she smiled at me, her eyes twinkiling, as they began to fill with tears.

"What else?"

"Both of your arms have numerous breaks in them, and same with your legs. Your rib cage was broken in a number of areas too, and that is why you might have a hard time breathing."

"Wow, when… do I get… out?"

"They said it will be probably 3-4 weeks, because you had so much damage done, but at least we are safe here from Vlad, right?"
"I don't… know."

"What do you mean Danny? He can't come into a hospital to retrieve you!"
"Yes… he will… if he wants to."

"No… that isn't possible Danny… I just got you back!"
"He said if I escaped… I could be free… but I don't believe what he said."

"He has to stick to his word, right?" Sam asked, and when she blinked, a tear strided down her cheek, and she lifted up her hand to wipe it away.

"Not in all… cases. Don't worry though… you will be fine at least… I hope."

"Danny… Are you Okay? Maybe you should stop talking."

"Why? Whats… wrong with me?"

"I dunno… something just doesn't look right about you. Maybe you should get more rest, you looked tired," she cried out, and turned around to wipe away the tears that were building up in her eyes.

"What are you… hiding Sam?"

"The doctors… they had bad news…"

Cliffy! YAY! Lol. Sad chappy, huh? Anyhow.. please review for your next Chappy! This story has changed so many times… rofl. Keeps getting longer and longer.. and I think of more ideas to keep it going, and I will keep it going as long as I have fans  Please review anyhow! Oh... and just to let you all know, you have read a total of 47 pages after you have read this. Long, huh? Heehee. Just thought you might like to know that!