Chapter 2: My not so Sweet Visitor

Ever since the accident, Danny's body aged differently. His mind aged regularly so if he 14 he would have a mind of a 14 year old teenager, but with a shy, more child like attitude. Know his physical appearance is different, for every year older he gets it take two years for his body to grow, since he is 14 now his body is that of a 7 year old. So you could understand why having a child living in Arkham is strange. Jazz his psychiatrist and sister. would be the one who organized everything he did. But she only has half the parenting rights of Danny. Ever since Danny's 24 year old evil, jerky self destroyed their parents and friends, Vladamir Masters has had joint custody of Jazz meaning: If Danny can't live with him then he can get visiting hours with Danny when ever he wants, and Jazz can't do anything about it.

So here Danny was sitting in his room coloring one of the many coloring books he has, when the door to his room opened up revealing a guard. The guard walked over to Danny and crouched down to his level, stating, "Guess what kiddo? You get to go to the visitors wing today. Your sister already approved so know all we have to do id take you to your visitor, how does that sound?"

Danny looked up from his coloring smiling brightly, showing how pure, and innocent he was-is. He swiftly closed his book, placed the crayon in its box and neatly set them aside before getting up with the guard, taking his hand and walking out into to the hall. They passed by other inmates who only stared either in wonder, for never seeing a child in Arkham or in shock due to how the usually cruel guard was walking down the hall holding one of the inmates hands, it was unthinkable.
When they reached the visitor wind, Jazz stepped through a door dismissing the guard, hugged Danny who hugged her back. But for some reason the hug felt like a sorry, not a happy-to-see-you hug. Danny frowned before asking, "Jazz who' my visitor and why are you so down?" His concern showed in his little arctic blue eyes. Jazz sighed before stating in a matter-of-fact tone, "Danny you know that no matter what happens in their I'm always here for you, and i know you may be scared, but be the big boy with the teenage mind in their, be mature and polite not rude. Please. Now for who you're seeing, well...you remember that i have half of the custody over you and...someone else has the other half, well their here to check up on you okay?"

Danny didn't speak but had fearful eyes, because the person who has half of his custody was the same person who would turn him evil, turn him into that monster that killed his friends and parents. Sucking down that fear he nodded bravely at his sister, before telling her, "I'm ready, Jazzy"

Jazz nodded before opening up teh door and leading danny into the visiting room, which was being occupited by a silver hair man...Vlad Masters, whos facial expression turned into a cunning smirk once danny entered the room. Danny sat in the chaot across the table from Vlad.

Vlad commented, "Don't you look so grown up, coming in here without your sister, unlike last time, Little Badger"
Danny nodded but didn't say anything, keeping his eyes off of Vlad's cold eyes. Vlad hummed before asking, "Have you been practicing your powers, or doing anything besides rotting in a jail cell?"

Danny answered softly, "I practice with Jazz, everyday. Um, why are you wondering?"

Vlad didn't answer only stared in expectant at the child.

Danny gulped before stating the one word he told Vlad time in time again he would be, "Father?"

Vlad's smile grew twice in size, before he answered, "We'll my boy, I'm just making sure my son got all the training he needs to protect himself from deranged criminals that live her-"

Danny muttered forgetting about Vlad's excellent hearing, "Their not deranged their just misunderstood..."
Vlad scolded, "Daniel it's very rude to interrupt your superiors. Now I've got a couple of news i would like to tell you about: One) Arkham has been taken under my wing, so I'll be able to visit you more often, and two) I've set up another custody trial, and this time i have accomplished everything the Judge asked last time so i can get FULL custody over you, so soon you can get out of this horrid place."

Danny blanched before scooting the chair back with a Screech. He was shaking with wide eyes at Vlad mumbling, "No, nonononono you can't do that...you...you can't take me away from Jazzy-I WON'T LET YOU!" The end coming out as a mini wail, which slammed Vlad into the wall seething mad, at the younger halfa. Danny seeing the incoming pain in Vlad's eyes rushed to the door banging to be let out.

Vlad tsked, "That won't work Daniel, i asked for a 1/2 hour visit and its only been 20 minutes. i still have 10 minute with you boy!" Vlad gripped the young child by his throat, hoisting him into to the air. As Danny gasped for breath. Vlad swung Danny towards the opposite wall, where Danny knew Jazz was waiting in so at the last moment before colliding with the wall, Danny phased through, and tightly hugged his sister, who was gasping at how Danny just escaped Vlad. While the guards in the room looked shock at the young boy, crying in his sisters arms, crying out, "Don't let him take me. Don't let him take me." over and over again.

When Danny finally fell asleep from crying, she asked the guards to carry him to his room while she was going to talk with Masters for hurting her brother, charge, and patient.

As the guards walked through the hall with a sleeping Danny in their arms, the inmates started to question:

"What happened to the kid?"

"Did he cause the building to shake?"

While some of the more insane criminals asked,

"Who ever did that to the kid, on my friend list"

"serves that little brat right for being in Arkham"

When they reached Danny's room-it was never considered a cell to Danny- they laid him down, tucked him in, and locked the door as the walked down the hall yelling, "ALL RIGHT LIGHTS OUT YOU MAGGOTS!"

(A/N): Well that is Chapter 2. Now you all have to remember he may be mentally a teenager, but he has impulses as any child would, like cowering in the presence of danger, or freaking out-but then again even as a teenager Danny freaks out like that, almost.

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