Alright! Updating gives me this weird satisfaction…whatever. Here it is, steaming hot off the presses!
Danny cracked his eyes open. He shot a glance at the alarm clock with blaring red numbers and realized it was already ten thirty. Well, not too late, but he was with the Titans. They probably woke up at the crack of dawn to do training and stuff like that, which Danny never really bothered with.
He heard a few cheerful voices outside the door, but they quickly faded away.
Ugh.
He guessed that meant he had to wake up.
Danny rolled over, savoring the last traces of sleep before throwing down the covers and blundering out in all of his groggy glory. He started towards the door, swaying a little and walking crooked. Ah, the pleasures of the morning. Danny ran his tongue over his teeth, grimacing. He wished he had a toothbrush.
Danny sighed and rubbed his face in his hands. The truth was, he planned to leave, just as soon as he woke up. Which was just what he was about to do.
He turned intangible raising himself off the ground and floating to the side. He slid through the wall, and into a dark room. He crossed his arms and rose his eyebrows. Definitely Raven's room. Morbid, just how he imagined she would like it. Danny smirked and allowed himself to fly into the next room.
It was an absolute pigsty. The computer was barely recognizable as that, and there seemed to be shelves on one wall, but he couldn't be sure. Danny shifted back to tangible and headed over to the computer. He picked up a small CD case. Beast Boy seemed to be a fan of DOOMED too. He smiled, setting the disk case down, and turning. There were clothes strewn everywhere, so that there was a huge lump of it on the bed. At least, he thought it was a huge lump of clothes, until it snored.
Danny jumped a little farther into the air in surprise. The heap of clothes was Beast Boy!
Before Danny had the chance to go invisible, or back to intangible, for that matter, Beast Boy had flung some clothes off his bed. Danny was sure hadn't meant for them to land on Danny's head, but they did all the same. Beast Boy yawned and leapt out of the bed.
He found himself face to face with a disgruntled Danny, who was trying to remove the boxers that seemed to be clinging to him with all they had in them.
Beast Boy reeled back, disgusted. "Yo, dude, not cool! That's gross!"
Danny's reply was a strangled gurgle as he wrestled with the patterned underwear, momentarily forgetting his helpful friend, intangibility. Beast Boy had gained his bearings and was squinting suspiciously at Danny. "You weren't spying on me, were you?"
Danny ripped the boxers off his head and growled deep in his chest. Beast Boy furrowed his brow, listening to the tone. Finally, he grinned and pressed a hand against Danny's chest, pushing him backwards in the air. "Dude, you growl?"
Danny just clicked his mouth shut with a snap, unspoken words to remain unspoken for longer, and left the room, simply phasing through the door. Beast Boy burst through the door, right after Danny.
"That was awesome! Do it again!"
Danny just glared at Beast Boy. Well, no use in trying to leave now. Beast Boy would just go and tell everybody what had happened. Danny smacked his forehead. This was all his fault. He shouldn't have been snooping.
Beast Boy rubbed his stomach and grabbed Danny's arm. Danny stared at his hand, unmoving, until Beast Boy got sufficiently creeped out and let go.
"Ah, ha ha, hey man, what do you say to getting some breakfast?"
Danny nodded and followed the overly energetic Beast boy down the hallway the way he and Starfire had come the night before. They both emerged, and Danny blinked against the harsh light that poured through the gigantic sets of windows that lined one whole wall.
It was oddly empty. It felt abandoned to Danny, almost as if everyone had gotten up in the middle of something, and left to do something else. But of course not. The kitchen was sparkling clean, everything neat and slid into place. The couch pillows looked like they had been ironed and the video games that had previously lain randomly around the room were secure in labeled slots next to the game controller. Nothing was amiss, like anyone had been there at all.
As unnerved as Danny was, he was more hungry. Beast Boy dug through the fridge and pulled out two blocks of tofu. Though Danny preferred meat, he didn't complain. He had gotten used to tofu and other artificial substitutes for the real thing due to Sam and her vegan--sorry, ultra recylco vegetarian--beliefs.
Danny stewed silently, after skillfully smothering any of Beast Boys attempts to construct some sort of conversation. He listened broodingly to the clanking of forks against plates.
Beast Boy was restless. "C'mon, want to play some video games?" He poked out his lip and shrunk down a little, creating a cute irresistible puppy dog face. Well, not irresistible to everyone. Danny knew Beast Boy had probably used it many a time before.
"No. I want to look around. Is that okay?"
Beast Boy blinked, thrown off by Danny's immunity to his one wild card. "Uh, yeah I guess--"
"Great. Thanks" He headed off down a stair well. He hopped down the stairs, sometimes sliding down a railing or just free falling a few flights. When he hit the bottom, he lunged at the door and yanked it open, having a sudden rush of adrenaline.
He was in a parking lot that spanned the entirety of the underbelly of Titans Tower. It was relatively empty, except for a few vehicles scattered around the outskirts.
Run, run. Danny's heart was bursting out of his ribcage. He took off aimlessly, feeling his feet sprout wings as he sprinted.
RUN, RUN! Danny wasn't jogging, wasn't running, wasn't sprinting. He was speeding along faster than he ever had before.
Run, run, but you can't hide. Danny leapt and launched himself into the air, flying a few moments before letting his feet connect again with earth and pavement.
Run, run, but you can't hide. Danny was drawing in breaths in a painful gasping.
Run, Danny! Run! He wasn't getting air fast enough. He was out from under the building, but the jittery feeling in his gut only increased.
RUN! RUN! Nothing can make you run faster than you already are! There was a cruel cackling filling the air.
Danny was slowing his fast paced chase to nowhere, gulping in air. Waves were crashing against the jagged rocks.
He leaned on one of the behemoths, trying to catch his breath.
The wind carried a pair of voices to Danny's ears. He perked up, in his ghost form having stabilized his breathing quickly. The voices were just audible over the din of boiling water.
"I think friend Robin is in need of some cheering of the up sort!" That was definitely Starfire.
"I think he just needs to take some time off." That flat and unemotional voice was Raven's no doubt. Ah, so out to bond girl-style. Danny didn't think them the type.
"And what about friend Danny? Robin does not like him much, I am afraid."
How could you tell? Danny though sardonically, but suppressed his inner feelings to continue his eavesdropping session.
"Just because I said he doesn't understand the situation he is in, that doesn't mean I trust him Star. Neither should you."
"But he seems to be so nice!" Danny smiled. Star was the nice one. She barely knew him and was already defending him from her friends.
"To put it frank, Star, I think he's a snake in the grass. Stay away from him. You might get hurt."
Danny huffed, tears pricking at his eyes. It hurt, coming from everybody. Did he really come across as the spoiled guy everybody can sniff a mile away from the get go?
He rose his face to the sky and drew a shaky breath. Time to leave. He retraced his steps back to the door to the stairwell, then proceeded to scale the steps glumly. When he reached the main floor of the tower, he entered the hallway and his room. The kitchen had been barren.
He half expected to see a tumbleweed roll across the floor.
He sat in the middle of his bed, mulling over everything. Until he had to go to the bathroom.
He headed down the hallway in search for a bath-roomy door. He found it, eventually. It had the word BATHROOM across the front.
He walked in cautiously, ignoring his refection and getting out as fast as he could.
Not so easy.
He caught a glimpse pf himself. He wasn't what he thought he looked like.
His eyes were red. He had a multitude of red streaks in his hair. His costume was gothic looking with all black. No green. Barely any silver.
WHAT!?
Not right. Last time he checked, he looked like, well, himself!
He came to the only conclusion he could. He was turning into him.
Danny rushed back to the toilet, flinging open the lid and heaving his stomach for all he was worth. When he was done, he stared into the bowl, disgusted.
He had promised himself he wouldn't give in. But he already had.
Heya! The end of the chapter! I know, so sad. I'll update this weekend I promise!
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