A/N: Okay, first off, sorry for the delay. I would've gotten this out earlier, but I had a report due on Great Expectations, which I never finished, anyway. I am officially indebted to sparknotes . com. Of course, I still think I failed it… Then, we had a whole bunch of projects due, my family went to DC for Spring Break, I've had drama practice everyday (mostly, I'm in Arsenic and Old Lace and our traveling drama group), we have our Art Show tomorrow, my parents are going up to Boston for my brother's graduation so I'm being shipped around to my other brothers while they're gone, and it's just been a hectic month for me. Well, I'm gonna post more, but I can't promise much with another book report, final projects, and finals coming up, but I'll try! Anyway, new chapter! YAY! Also, I have completed writing the chapters, including an epilogue, so all I have to do is post it. Well, now that I'm done babbling, ENJOY!
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Chapter Three: August 4, 2009
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A brown-haired, hazel-eyed girl sat up straight when she heard a shout from outside. She had seen her friend go out there just a few minutes ago, and now there was a light show outside. She told her boss that she was going to take a short break and rushed to the back door. She gently pushed the door open just enough that she could see outside. Her friend had been knocked out and showed no signs of waking. She held in her gasp when she saw the two people who had asked for him approach her unconscious friend. They were undoubtedly the ones who had made the light show as they had some kind of glowing thing in each of their hands. One had pink and the other had red and black. She was scared for her friend, and with good reason. It seemed that this glowing material was some sort of weapon.
The two men, for they sounded like guys, advanced on her fallen friend. She wanted to help him, but she knew that it would be of no use. Of course, that didn't mean she couldn't get help. She pulled out a black cell phone with red flames on it and dialed 9-1-1.
"Hello?" she whispered into it, pausing to hear a reply. She winced when she saw the two fire at her friend, who was rolled limply away by the force. "Yes, I'm calling from the Stay-or-Go Bistro on Maine Street. I'm by the back door and there's an employee of ours outside. He's, uh, apparently in trouble with these two guys. They have some kind of weird weapon that they're shooting at him." There was a pause, and the girl blushed angrily. "No, it's not a gun! I'm almost eighteen, I know what a gun looks like, thank you very much! I have no freakin' clue what this is, though. It almost looks like it's glowing, and it's either pink, red, or black. I saw some green earlier, too, but I think that was my friend defending himself. …Yes, I'm serious! If I wasn't, do you think I'd be calling you? …My friend is out cold and being shot at, and all you worry about is who I am? Send out a freakin' cop! My friend needs help, and he'd get it if you had sent out a cop when I first called!" There was another pause, and the girl blushed again from embarrassment. "They're… on their way? Oh, …okay. …And… they're listening right now? Oh, uh, hehe, hi?" She hung her head in embarrassment. "I work here at the Stay-or-Go Bistro. My friend works here, too. …His name? Danny. …Last name? Um… I'm sorry, I can't remember. I've never been good with names. Um, I can describe him for you. Well, he's got black hair, blue eyes, and is skinny. He wears combat boots, camouflage cargo pants, and a black hoodie that says 'I like chicks with guns' in red. …The two guys? Um, their names are, um, Plasmius and Dan. …No, I'm not making this up!" She lowered her voice, noticing it had gotten louder and the lights outside were slowing and dimming. "Please, hurry! They're stopping shooting, and my friend hasn't moved in a long time. I can't tell if he's breathing or not, and I have no idea what these guys are capable of! …Yeah, they told me they wanted to see Danny. When I told him their names, he growled, so I asked what was going on. He said nothing, and I asked again, but he just told me not to worry about it and asked where they were. I told him, then said be careful, and asked how he knew them. He just said it was something he thought he could get away from." Silent tears were streaming down her cheeks as she thought of their conversation. "Please, please, help Danny. I…he didn't really talk much about what he used to do, but these guys already knew him. I have no idea what happened to him before he moved here, but it had to have been something dangerous for him to be in so much trouble." The light show had completely disappeared, replaced instead by evil laughter. "Where's that cop you mentioned? Isn't he here yet? …What do you mean, you lost contact with him? These guys stopped shooting, and they're laughing and advancing on Danny! Please, he's in trouble! I--" The girl stopped short, looking frantic. "Hello? Hello! Please, pick up! My friend, he's--" She stopped again when all she heard was a dial tone, dropping the phone in shock from what was going on outside.
One of the guys had picked Danny up by the neck. The other had his palm facing the street. His whole hand was glowing red.
"Hurry up," he said, "I won't hold them much longer!"
"Fine, Dan, but we'll have to go to my home so they don't find us… or Daniel here," the other, Plasmius, replied, lifting Danny higher.
The girl gasped as she looked at Danny. His clothes were cut, revealing a lot of skin, all of which was either burnt, bruised, or bleeding. It looked like some horribly violent gang had teamed up against him, not just two guys with some weird weapon. The girl began to cry again after seeing him. It was then that she realized they were going to kidnap him.
"Don't worry," she whispered, praying Danny would hear her promise, "I'll find you, Danny, and help you, no matter what."
Then in two flashes of light, all three disappeared, leaving no trace of the fight except for the girl in tears who would most likely never see her friend again.
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Vlad's Mansion('s Dungeon)
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Don't worry, I'll find you, Danny, and help you, no matter what.
Danny Fenton had an odd feeling that more than one person had repeated those twelve words, but he couldn't remember actually hearing them say that.
The door had just been closed on his face, leaving him to slide down a wall into a sitting position. He covered his face with his hands, feeling slightly helpless. He should have been able to beat them!
Ah, who am I kidding? he thought hopelessly. I can barely beat one of them, how am I supposed to beat both?
He sighed. Everything seemed hopeless to him right now. He had to find a way out.
If there even is a way out, Danny thought bitterly. He sighed again, hoping to fall asleep so he could escape these thoughts, and content when he did.
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Stay-Or-Go Bistro
The girl stood outside the Stay-Or-Go Bistro, tears streaming down her face as she spoke to the policemen about Danny.
"So, you're the one who called it in?" one officer asked.
"Marissa, yes," she replied.
"Okay, Marissa. Please, tell me again what happened."
"Well, some guys came looking for my friend Danny."
"Danny who?"
"He--he didn't say. You'd have to ask the manager."
"Okay. Who were these guys?"
"Plasmius and Dan."
The policeman looked skeptical. "Uh-huh."
"It's completely true!"
"So, what happened to your friend?"
"Well, he left through the back door to see them, but he didn't seem happy about it. He never really talked about what happened to him before he came here, so those guys must have been from whatever town he's from."
The policemen realized she would probably be of little help to them, even if she cared deeply for her friend. "Okay, I think that's enough. We already have a description of your friend, so we'll call you if we find anything."
Marissa nodded silently, still crying.
"Thanks for help." The policemen left.
"Oh, Danny," Marissa whispered, "please, please, please be okay…."
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Vlad's Mansion('s Dungeon)
Danny was rudely awakened when someone threw the door open. It was Plasmius. He grabbed Danny by his shirt and dragged him out of the cell. When Danny's head had stopped spinning, he asked the one question that had the worst answer.
"What're you gonna do?
Plasmius chuckled and replied, "You'll see…"
Danny would never be the same.
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LYRICS
If I lift my head From the bed of stars, the ocean wide If I call your name out Would you carry me on inside If I close my eyes Let me put my faith in the whole design Could you raise your voice up Feeling that hope Together with mine, yeah
But I'm on my way Yes I'm on my way I said I'm on my way Yeah But I'm on my way
If I'm on my way now I'm better for it all cause I'm moving on And whether they might say After all you can see Yeah you can see I'm gone
But I'm on my way Yes I'm on my way Said I'm on my way, yeah Said I'm on my way,
I'll never find my way back here from anywhere x4
But I'm on my way I said I'm on my way Yes I'm on my way (I'm on my way) Said I'm on my way (Yes I'm on my way) I'm on my way (Said I'm on my way) Yeah But I'm on my way
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A/N: I'm very mean, I know. Sorry, guys! Um, yeah… Moving forward again next time, so… yeah. Byes, y'all!