Hey, I'm back with what seems like my billionth update. Thanks to my reviewers:
Anonymous, cakeruet12, Mermaid Ninja, kisunefire, ZAGRH8R, Kayla Tsukino, GreyRavenNorth
The Fuzy Llama: Unfortunately, I don't have the witch circle in this chapter, and it doesn't have anything to do with the other Danny.
Alexandria Winters: I seem to have problems with editing. I'll be sure to look for them more.
Bonnie Mizuhara Phantom: Nope, this story has three chapters left after this one.
By the way, the last line I totally screwed up. It was supposed to be, "You see, that's where you are wrong, it's different here. Here, Jack Fenton doesn't exist. Here, you're Daniel Masters, and I'm your father." Just wanted to clear that up!
Happy reading for one of the most exciting and probably confusing chapters!
Chapter Seven
Rebellion
Danny backed away in horror. "That's a lie," he said, angrily.
"Believe what you want. I have business to attend to." Vlad glanced at him one more time, then walked to the door and opened it, the dim light from outside shining on his face.
"You've always had problems with believing your dreams were real. That's why your friend Tucker is dead. That's why you have no friends to help you escape. They know you're insane, and you will only lead them to their deaths."
With that he closed the door, leaving Danny behind with his confusion, anger, and sudden emptiness.
Forgetting he was still handcuffed, he tried to run his hand through his hair, but the metal link cut into his wrist painfully. He sat down and pulled his knees to his chest, burying his head.
He wasn't sure what to believe anymore. If this was all some nightmare, why couldn't he wake up? Then again, all of this seemed, so real….But if it was, where was the world he knew? What if it really didn't exist? Had he been dreaming? Was Vlad really his father?
God, please tell me it wasn't a dream…..
Danny was suddenly hit with a wave of homesickness. He missed his parents; his overzealous, goofy dad, Jack, and his busybody, mother. His sister, who even with her know it all ways, was caring and bright. Sam, the Gothic, sassy girl, who he could care about more than a friend. And Tucker, his techno, obsessed best bud.
Was it truly possible he'd never see his world again?
Don't worry. You'll see your world again.
Danny didn't know how long he'd been talking to himself, but he was suddenly wondering if he was alright in the head. Maybe Vlad was telling the truth. Maybe he was insane.
"Ahh….poor Danny is finally getting the point," said a familiar voice.
He looked up to see Tucker standing near the cage, staring down at him with vengeful green eyes. Valerie was there as well, her arms draped over his shoulders.
"Oh, look, the vampire and his whore," Danny snapped, standing up irritably.
Tucker threw him a deadly look and Valerie pulled away, and walked slowly over to him, trying to get his attention.
Danny began to look up, but another voice rang in his head.
Don't look into her eyes.
He automatically averted his eyes, even though he wasn't sure whether the voice was real, or if it was helping or harming.
"Umm…smart one we've got here," Valerie taunted, her voice slightly deeper.
"Ah…they better they taste," he said.
"You'll save me some, won't you baby?" Valerie asked him flirtatiously.
"Of course, Valley," he said. The two kissed.
"This is nauseating," Danny muttered, turning away from the sickening sight.
Tucker turned to face him, his wicked grin showing off two sharp fangs. "What, jealous?"
"Of what? The fact that you have your lips bound together like magnets?"
"I was thinking more on the lines that at least my girlfriend's got looks and isn't some Goth freak," Tucker snapped.
A sudden fire hot anger burned inside Danny. "At least Sam actually shows interest in me, and not fifty other blood suckers. Or have you forgotten Seth?'
No…not again. Why did he keep having these random thoughts?
Valerie went red, looking down uncomfortably, and Tucker's cheeks burned too, but with anger.
"How dare you, you self centered- crazy," he began furiously.
Danny snapped and before he knew what he was doing, he had leapt on top of Tucker and they were now fighting.
Valerie screamed and there was a pause in their struggle. And Danny discovered what her problem was. He had phased through the cage.
Stunned, Danny pulled away and Tucker had the chance to get up.
"Val, get the Leader quick!" he ordered.
"Tattletale," Danny smirked.
Tucker threw out a punch and instead of ducking like he usually would have done, Danny's hand started to do its own things. It blocked the punch, and he barely felt the hit.
But with inhuman strength, Tucker grabbed onto it and tried to hold onto it so he could punch him without hesitation.
Danny grabbed both of his hands and twisted them in front of him, then jumped up, bouncing off of Tucker and flipping over while he fell to the ground, when Danny landed cat like on his feet.
Tucker rose up, more like floated up and lunged for him. He dropped to his feet and swung out with his left leg, connecting with his new enemy's legs and making them collapse.
"You never were really good at fighting."
For what felt like an eternity, Danny closed his eyes and felt the unfamiliar change as he went ghost. He looked down quickly and saw that he looked pretty much the same, except that the colors had been switched around. His gloves and boots and belt were black, while the other parts were silver.
Without waiting for Tucker to prepare to fight, he crossed his hands over his chest and phased backwards into another room.
"Hey, Masters!"
"Let us out, please!"
Danny turned around in the new room to see a number of people he'd never seen before trapped in identical cages he had once been in.
There had to be at least eight people inside, and each looked to be around his age, some a little older.
"Let us out, please," a black girl with zillions of braids cried.
Before Danny could do anything, there was a flash of light that entered the locks and they clicked open.
He turned around to see Sam smiling brightly, her eyes relieved he was okay. Paulina and Jazz were behind her.
"Well, you obviously found your powers," she said. She'd never know how good it felt for him to see her again. And she showed how she felt by kissing him quickly.
"Yeah. Valerie went to tell Plasmius," he said.
"Plasmius?" Jazz asked, as several of the other prisoners walked out of the cells.
"An old friend of mine," he muttered.
"What do we do?"
Again, Danny's other mind took control. He turned to the escaping prisoners and began speaking to them.
"We need all the help we can get. The point is to get out as fast as possible, and to kill every vampire that gets in our way."
"What about The Leader?" a boy asked.
"I'll take care of him."
"Jazz, Vanessa, Sheryll, and Ewan…" he ordered, "you try to get out using the east doors." Jazz nodded, and turned around, then came back up with several wooden stakes.
She tossed them out to the prisoners, all of which were rebels who had tried to stand up to the Leader and his Followers, but had been unsuccessful.
"Paulina, you lead Josh, Leanne, Troy, and Ben through the west doors. If everything goes well, meet at three o'clock at the Heart," he said.
Paulina nodded. "Let's go," she said. The two twin sisters led their parties out of the door, and to where Danny had instructed them to.
"What do you want us to do?" Sam asked, nervously, referring to them.
"We're going to go find Plasmius," he said. "Stay with me."
He tiptoed out of the room and saw a flash of blonde hair turn around the left corner, and then disappeared.
He grabbed onto her and flew upwards.
Danny didn't know where he was going suddenly and he stopped as they ended up on a second floor. He pulled away, shaking his head as if trying to clear it.
"Are you alright?" she asked, concerned.
"Something weird keeps happening. I feel like I'm losing my mind," he said.
Her reaction was just as he figured it would be. "What are you talking about?"
"I don't even know. I keep hearing this voice in my head, and I say things I don't mean to, and I'm not sure," he stammered.
"Hey," she said, stepping close to him. "I don't know how you feel. But I promise you, everything's going to be fine. You're doing fine, I swear," she said soothingly.
Sam yelled out as someone jumped in front of them and pulled her arm, making her fall onto the ground.
"Sam!" he yelled, worried.
That's when he saw a familiar, blonde haired bully in front of him, smiling with an evil grin, showing off his vampire teeth.
"Trying to protect your girlfriend?" Dash taunted.
"That's so sweet," said a voice behind him. He recognized it as Kwan's, but his instincts told him not to turn around.
Danny suddenly had an idea. He took one hand and put it behind his back and one in front. As Dash lunged for him, he fired a blast of ectoplasmic energy at him, and then kicked out with one leg behind him, hitting Kwan squarely in the chest.
"Danny! Catch!" Sam yelled from the ground. She threw something at him and he caught it with one hand. Without pausing another minute, his mind again worked against him and as Kwan came up to him again, he shoved whatever it was into his chest as hard as he could.
Kwan yelled and then disappeared in a burst of white light.
And like a puppet, Danny's hand swiveled around, his body following and plunged it into Dash's chest.
The same event happened in a flash of light.
Breathing heavily, he stared down at the object in his hand. It was a large, wooden, sharp stake.
"Great job," Sam said, coming up to him.
"Thanks. Come on, the others need us, we'll have to track the Leader down later," he said.
She stared at him, trying to figure out if this was her Danny or the other. She was confusing herself with all of this. But whoever it was talking to her now, he was right. Their friends needed help.
"Let's go up to the roof. We'll be able to see where they are," she said, pulling herself to him again.
She felt the odd tingling sensation in her body as they became intangible and flew upwards. She'd always enjoyed flying with him.
The sensation stopped as they landed on the roof. Danny took the lead, walking over to the edge and staring down.
"They're right there," he said, pointing to the two groups he had seen. There was a large number of Followers that they were fighting against.
"I'll help Paulina, you help Jazz, try to meet in the middle," he said.
She nodded and took his hand.
They leapt off the roof and landed on the ground. Danny took off running with Sam flying fast at his heels, her cape billowing behind her.
"Lookie what we've got here, the two lovebirds," taunted a voice.
He turned around to see Tucker and Valerie standing behind them. Valerie growled and then leapt on top of Sam, and they crashed to the ground fighting.
Danny meant to help her, but he was stopped by Tucker's hand.
"Come on, halfa boy, you and me," he said.
Danny shrugged. "Fine." He held out his hand and sent a bolt of some sort of green electricity from his fingers, that he had never seen before.
Tucker ducked, dodging the blast and shoved his arm away, kicking out at his stomach. He leapt back and punched out, his hand connecting with his jaw.
"A part of me, has always wanted to do that," he said.
"Yeah, well. A part of me has always wanted to do this," he said, kicking out again, this time aiming for another spot. Danny back flipped and managed to grasp the wooden stake that had fallen to the ground.
"Nice aim," he said, stopping to gloat. "And I'm sorry by the way."
"For what? Ruining my life?" he asked, stepping forward to swing again.
"Pretty much I guess. See ya," Danny said, shoving the stake hard into what was once his best friend's chest.
Tucker yelled and was enveloped by white light and then vanished.
Without pausing another minute, Danny rushed over to where Sam and Valerie was fighting. A good kick from Valerie had caused Sam to lose balance and she fell to the floor, trying to get up quickly.
"Hiya, Valerie," he said, grabbing onto her shoulders.
She gasped, and tried to break free.
"And now it's bya," Sam said, thrusting the stake into her chest.
She screamed in horror and there was a flash of light as she was dusted.
Their moment of triumph was not long celebrated. A scream pierced the night, coming over from where there were few vampires.
All of Danny had heard it several times. It belonged to Jazz.
"Jazz!" he yelled as the horrifying visual became clear.
The vampire attacking her, let her go, at last, wiping blood from his chin. Jazz crumbled to the ground.
Sam screamed and ran over to her.
Danny, however, was preoccupied with the vampire attacker. In anger, he twirled the wooden weapon and his hand and then shoved it into his chest as hard as he could, meaning to be as painful as possible.
The vampire vanished and he dropped to the ground next to his fallen comrade.
Paulina's cheeks were covered in tears as she held her twin's hand. Jazz, what was left, was bleeding from her neck. She was slowly dying.
"Good luck and may the Goddess be with you always. Don't cry for me my sister," she choked out.
Sam burst into tears and Danny was feeling extremely emotional himself.
And Jazz took her last breath before her blue-green eyes closed.
Paulina let out a cry of fury and layed her head down on her dead sister's shoulder. Sam, trembling violently, buried her head into Danny's shoulder, crying.
Danny heard movement behind him, and he wasn't the only one. Looking up, he saw Paulina slowly stand, her eyes full of hatred, enough to kill anyone.
So that's what she chose to do.
She turned around and faced a black haired male vampire, coming at her and threw her hands out in front of her.
A flash of red hot fire came from them, and shot into his body. He screamed and burst into flame, followed by the white light.
Sam and Danny stood, and Sam took the human Follower coming at her, taking out all of her anger in fighting.
Danny took off to where three vampires were heading their way, making sure he had a stake with him.
And no one noticed who was watching from the sidelines.
"Damn it. Tucker and Valerie were two of my best Followers," The Leader cursed, watching as his son began running towards one of the other groups.
"What should we do?" asked a teenage boy, one of the few human Followers.
"Get the Nial Weapon," Vlad said, sighing. He hoped it wouldn't have had to end this soon.
"But doesn't that—"
"Yes, go," he ordered.
The boy reluctantly walked down the hall, returning within a few seconds with a silver, laser triggered, heavy weapon with several buttons on the exterior.
"Sir, perhaps there are other ways. Perhaps we can turn him instead of kill him," the boy tried to argue.
"No, he's stubborn. Even if bitten, he wouldn't truly become an unholy one," Vlad argued. He lifted the gun up to his shoulder, staring directly at the black haired boy, who had just killed yet another one of his helpers.
Sam looked up after the guy appeared to be unconscious and saw something that made her heart stop. The Leader was pointing some sort of weapon, and following its direction, she saw it was aiming for Danny.
"Danny!" she cried as hard as she could.
Working quickly so the girl's cries wouldn't alert him too soon, Vlad focused the gun at him.
Danny turned around, unaware of what was happening.
There was a loud noise as the gun was fired.
"Danny!" Sam shouted again, crying out.
Danny looked up to see a ball of black light coming towards him, but wasn't quick enough. It hit him right in the chest.
And he fell to the ground.
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Ahh….wouldn't you like to know if Danny lives or dies? Hmmm…..quite a cliffhanger there. Sorry, about all the goriness by the way. I must watch Buffy too much. Please R&R!
Lateraina Wolf