Author: Helice
Rating: FRT / K+ (I know nothing about rating, so if it's wrong just please tell me)
Disclaimer: I don't own them
Summary: Two and a half years previous to "Poison" (which will be the hugest bunny of all and don't know when I can get it out sigh), what happened when Danny is turned un-consent?
Type: Slash
Author's Notes: Spoiler of "Consent", which is a one-off story in the Sylum Clan series by Bj Jones (Lexi Jones) -- thank you so much for give consent to me dear Bev! Oh and as I just take notice, it might seems a bit of Flack/Danny, but I sware to Elbereth it IS a 100 Mac/Danny! Flack just has to be there as a Chosen one! (actually I'm thinking Flack/Aiden is not bad……)
Fandom: CSI: New York, partly NCIS
It all happened so fast, that it just surreal to think it being more than a bad dream. Well some parts of it might actually be good, Danny has no idea.
Chapter 1
Danny woke up on the floor of his living room.
'What happen?' He thought blurry, 'What am I doing lying on the floor……How do I even end up here?'
"Danny, Danny can you hear me?" A familiar voice called for him, "Are you alright? What happened?"
"That's a good question……" Danny blinked a few times, managed to recognise the voice before clear his view, "……Flack?"
"Yeah it's me." Flack carefully looked around, "Looks like you're jumped, your glasses are broken there……but it's a bit odd, not like anything's missing……" When no response came Flack looked down to Danny again, "I was on the phone with you remember? Call to check on you……What……"
Danny shakely curled into himself and bit down a scream of pain, nearly bit on his tougue instead.
"Danny, talk to me! What's wrong?" Flack's voice sounded more than a bit of panic, "Are you in pain? Where?"
"EVERYWHERE!" Danny shouted through his clenching teeth, "I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPEN!"
"……Oh my God." Danny had fanged up without himself noticed it, and his eyes were glowing in the color of blue flame, "Someone turned you."
"Turned!" Danny's fangs broke the skin on his lip, and Danny found in sick fascinated that he desperately wanted more of the taste of blood, "what's that suppose to mean?"
"Danny, I promise I will explain this to you later." Flack stood up and walked away from Danny, though his eyes were still focus on Danny, "Listen, now what you need to do is relax as much as you can, or it will only hurt worse, and try to keep your focus on calm yourself down. I'll be here," he get his mobile out, "and help will soon be here too."
Seeing Danny noded slowly, Flack dialed the phone: "Munch we've got a problem."
Danny wasn't sure what's going on at all. Things happened before he found himself on the floor and hurt like somebody's trying to rip his every piece flesh from his bones slowly came back to his mind – he was on the phone with Flack, then someone grabbed him from behind, put something over his lower face – smelled sickly sweet……probably chloroform. Then he passed out. But before he did……"Sonny."
"What?" Flack raised his brows. He's not sure what he just heard. "Sonny?"
"I think I heard him before I passed out." Danny's eyes were growing again, in a paler blue than last time, "'you're not getting away from me.' That son of bitch!"
"One more piece of good news." Flack grumbled, then back to the phone, "I see. It's good Tony happen to be around this time, but I'll call Speed too. Oh and Munch? Do me a favor will you? Try to find out anything about a Sonny Sassone. Yeah that might be our guy."
Danny watched Flack hung up with a sigh, and turned back to meet him at eyes, "I know you need to ask Danny but just one more call. Remember, relax, and stay calm."
Danny had no energy to give an answer this time, neither he had the heart to give it. The pain had changed from ripping to some more, like he's been bitting by some needle stick……it's getting harder and harder to force himself do what Flack told him to. To make matters worse, somewhere deep in him had a kind of impulse that made him wanted to jump Flack and……dry the blood! Danny was terrified and uncontrollable pushed by it every passing moment.
'What did Sonny do to me?' Danny half-hearted wondered. He wasn't sure if he wanted to know the answer or not, but now he would go for anything that'd make him feel better. 'Did he give me some kind of drug? Why did he not bring me away when I passed out? Is this ever going to end?'
"Danny you're doing a great job." Flack's worried voice sound from somewhere outside the place, "just hold on a few more seconds……help's on the way."
Half of Danny's mind wanted no more than to fall asleep and let whatever others had their ways, but the other half kept telling him that he needed to have his control, or he will do something that he'd regret too much later.
In the middle of his spiritual fight, someone knocked at the door. Flack answered it with a relieved sigh.
Danny felt himself been lifted up from the floor and carried to where he assumed to be his bedroom, then sank into soft mattress and warm blankets.
"it's going to be okay." A stranger's voice cooed, and it seem to soothe some of the pain, so he immediately trusted it by instinct, "Everything's going to be fine, you can sleep now." The words were almost a permission, and Danny exhaled a bit and let go.
TBC