Chapter One
Danny's life changed completely a week into summer break. Jazz was finally off his back and on her way to college in London. And Danny couldn't wait to free. It had taken a lot to get Jazz to stop 'helping' him.
Danny had a lot of free time on his hands as of late because Sam and Tucker had started dating a few weeks ago and ghost activity, well there wasn't any. Not even the even annoying box ghost. His parents hadn't been fighting ghost lately either, they were to busy fighting each other.
Maddie had been offered a job over in Japan and Jack refused to let her leave their ghost hunting business. Maddie wanted to make money and become a respectable scientist. There was no way she could do that working with Jack.
This is where Danny's story begins.
Danny had gone out with Sam and Tucker to the Nasty Burger. Danny was actually very happy when they invited him to hang out. Of course now he was less than thrilled. Sam and Tucker were kind enough to inform him that they were going to Hawaii. And when they said them they meant each other. Sam's rich grandmother was just dying to meet Sam's boyfriend. They also told him that they wouldn't be back until the new school year, so they would see him in two months.
Danny came home to an empty house after his 'wonderful' lunch date with the two people who use to care so much about his. "Hello!" Danny's voice echoed through out an almost empty house. "In here Daniel," came the reply from the living room. Entering the room with caution, he was still caught of guard by a swift punch to the stomach. That single punch sent him hard in to the wall and quickly stole his breath away.
As he sat there gasping to fill his lungs with precious oxygen, he raised his face to catch a glimpse of his attacker. The hulking shadow of his father filled his line of vision before Jack grasped a hand full of Danny's think black locks and lifted him off the floor. Jack held him up to eye level and with his free hand began punching Danny in the face, in the stomach, anywhere he could reach.
Every hit his father landed on him sent a cry of pain though the room followed by the begging of a young boy wanting to know what and why. "Please! Stop! DAD!" Danny begged piteously. That last word caused Jack to hit him even harder. "You are no son of mine. You drove her way, she wont becoming back. And it's ALL YOUR FAULT." Jack emphasized those last three words by dropping Danny and kicking him in the gut until he heard a satisfying snap of breaking ribs. Grabbing his hair again, jack began dragging Danny up the stairs to his room. The whole painful way up Jack repeated over and over, "you will pay for running Maddie away, you will be my slave." Once they had reached Danny's room, Jack tossed him in with such force that he hit the wall. And a trail of blood followed Danny as he slid down the wall in into the recesses of his mind.
Chapter two.
When Danny awoke hours later, the first thing that he noticed was the metallic copper smell of dried blood. The agony of his injuries hit him next and hard. What little food he had choked down during lunch came rushing back out as quickly as humanly possible. That of course caused his broken ribs to ache worst that when he first came to. He lay there letting the pain wash over him in intervals for longer than he could keep track.
He thought about going ghost, only to stop the pain for just a little bit. However, he knew that he couldn't risk his father finding out that secret, so he lay there till sleep took its claim on him.
Minutes or hours later, Danny was woke to the sound of his door banging open and his father coming in. "You're a wake, good." Jack was grinning sinisterly, the Fenton belt in hand. He quickly grasped Danny's wrists in his hands and dragged him to his iron bedposts. With zip ties that you would use in the garage, he tied Danny's hands to his bed, with his back facing him. Jack then proceeded to remove Danny's shirt by ripping it off his already blooded body.
"Form now on you are my slave. That means you will cook and clean and garden and do anything else I demand of you. But I have to make sure that I will have an obedient slave, so every time you displease me you will be punished." Jack said with anticipation. The first blow of the belt brought up a welt the second drew blood. After a few moments of just hitting him, Jack began drilling in to his son. Repeating that he was a slave and that he would only stop when he was sure that Danny knew his place in the household.
The pain became unbearable when Jack moved the belt to allow the large buckle to hit and dig into Danny's flesh. He wished for nothing more than to disappear. Glad that he didn't need his 'war' cry anymore to go ghost. He closed his eyes, and concentrated on going ghost. But nothing happened.
"What are you? Say it!" Jack raged, coming down more forcefully.
"Tell me what you are, what you will always be!" "A slave." Danny mumbled, the pain severe. "Whose slave?" Jack said with a twisted smile. "…your slave…" Danny managed before passing out. "That's right." Jack proclaimed and left Danny to his moment of peace.