It hit him harder than anything he'd ever felt. Strong, powerful, and most of all painful. It held him in the air he arched his back thrusting his chest outward as he screamed in agony.
Below him his friends were screaming along with him, but their screams could never match the intensity of Danny's. Smiles across the faces of the attackers as they watched him suffer. And for the suspension of time that never seemed to end he realized he wasn't a hero, he couldn't do a damn thing to save himself. How heroic of him.
Through the green energy ray Danny could see everyone's expression. Tucker's was that of pure fear and perhaps torture for having to see, he looked as though he'd wanted so badly to help but was unable from the ground. He saw Jazz's she was frantic, trying to ward off the enemy her eyes blazing with hatred and pain. She didn't want to watch but her efforts were not working. Sam's was saddest of all, her eyes were dry as if she didn't believe it was happening although the clearest expression she had was shear terror mixed with the emotions of sorrow, mourning, hatred, and love.
Danny's eyes went back to the attackers, how long were they going to leave him like this, it felt like eternity. They stared up at him with smirks of pure enjoyment, they liked to watch him squirm, they loved to watch him die. Yes Danny was aware that he was dying, he knew the sensation from a past experiance. The job was just getting finished, slowly.
He still wasn't aware that he was screaming the whole time, finally the ray was cut short and he began to fall. Half way through the fall he began to lose consciousness but not lung capacity as he screamed in high pitched terror. The ground came faster then he expected and the impact was something to be desired.
It was a loud snapping sound a heavy thud and cracks where the body made impact with hard cement. Blood splattered about but the owner had felt no more agony, which was more that can be said for the spectators. His screams had long since ceased, but the three children carried it out for him.
Jazz clenched her fists as she watched the two friends of her brother run towards the body with some pure childish hope of him actually surviving. Their faces were grim there was no life in the dead, now blue eyes.
"You monsters!" Jazz shouted angrily at the bewildered attackers. "You killed your own son!"
Guess what I had another bad day... So looks like Danny has to suffer again, I'm sorry Danny.