Too Far. That demi-ectoplasmic bastard's gone too far! thought Danny as he glared at the spot where Hiro Segawa had met his end. The halfa was angrier than he had ever been in his whole life. Angrier than when he had discovered his father so-called best friend's true intentions. Angrier when Vlad had turned Valerie into Danny's personal death wish. Angrier than when Jonny 13 had used Jazz's feelings for him to steal her body for Kitty.
Someone had died this time.
It wasn't a member of his family or one of his friends. It was an innocent bystander. Someone who probably hadn't even believed in ghosts much less known about half-ghosts like himself and Plasmius. There was so much rage in even thinking about that name, that Nakamori-keibu might have taken it for a particularly strong American curse word and adopted it on the spot.
Plasmius would pay somehow. Danny wasn't sure how, there was no physical evidence to tie him to the crime, and it wasn't like Danny could beat him in a fight.
And even if he could, what then? Trap Vlad in the Fenton thermos and send him back to the ghost zone? Ha! Send him to prison? Even more laughable, given that he could turn invisible a phase through the bars at whim. Tell his Mom the truth….
Last resort, since that would lead to some very uncomfortable questions. But if he didn't think of something else, he would go there.
For the briefest of seconds Danny had thought about somehow releasing HIM(1) and letting him deal with Vlad. That moment had scared the young halfa.
I made a promise to my friends and family, even if they don't remember it, or if it technically never happened. I won't sink to Vlad's level and I won't turn into that thing. Ever.
"Don't worry kid, I'm sure your Dad'll be cleared."
Danny was so startled at his thoughts being interrupted, he never noticed that he had been referred to as 'kid' by someone who barely came up to his waist. "Huh?"
"The only evidence they have against your dad is that post-it note, which is obviously a poor attempt at a frame up. And I hear your sister getting Eri Kisaki as a lawyer. She's the best, I bet your father'll be out by nightfall."
Danny blinked at the small boy with the large glasses. And despite himself he found himself smiling. "Thanks kid, but that doesn't change the fact that someone died because some idiot wanted to hurt my parent's marriage."
Conan blinked Hurt his parent's marriage? If that's the motive and he knows it, then it's a safe bet he also knows who's behind it, but then why isn't he saying anything? "Wow, do you know anyone who could be that evil?" Give me something…
But Danny only shook his head "Not even Dad can think of anyone."
But you can, can't you? Dammit, I KNOW you know! Why aren't you saying anything? Wait a minute…
"Hey, weren't your eyes green before? Now they're blue."
Now it was Danny's turn to blink. Oh crap "Um…just a trick of the light."
"No it's not. They looked exactly the same over there and over here. It wasn't until we started talking that they turned blue."
Double crap "Actually my eyes just do that sometimes." Danny laughed nervously.
If that's the case then why did he just lie about it. And why is he protecting the person that's framing his dad. And why did a bunch of Buddhist monks chase him up a tree? Conan wasn't sure why that was important, but somehow he knew it was. This kid's hiding something big. But what?
Meanwhile Danny was sweating ghost bullets. This kid was setting off his internal alarms. Not his ghost sense, unfortuantly. At least Danny knew how to handle that. No this was a slightly panicky feeling he got when there was a bully standing behind him he didn't know about, or when Jazz was getting close to uncovering his secret (Except of course as he now knew, she had known almost the whole time.) "Um, I think I'd better get back to my sister, she'll start to worry…"
It took Conan a minute to realize he was staring at Danny's rapidly repeating back. If that's how he wants to play it… The shrunken detective followed the American boy for about a block. At least until he turned a corner into an alley.
It only took a few seconds for Conan to reach the alley after he lost sight of Danny. It was a complete dead end. The alley basically consisted of a stone fence too sheer to climb connecting two tall building with no fire escapes or even windows. It was spotlessly clean too, without even a trash can to hide behind.
As such, it was no surprise Conan felt the prickle of the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end when there was absolutely no trace of Daniel Fenton .
(1) Him meaning the evil future Danny from The Ultimate Enemy
