Chapter 6: The truth

He was the lost son of the Fentons. A small gasp slipped out of his lips, he stepped back in shock, he stared at the picture in disbelief. They were his family. He walked around the house, holding the picture close to his chest as he walked up the stairs, the boards made creaking noises as he stepped on each of them that made him jump. He looked around, the paint peeling off the ceiling. He sucked in a breath as he reached the second floor of the house, he looked around in curiosity.

The wall was slightly damp, the windows shut and locked. It felt as if all the life and happiness sucked out of this house, leaving nothing but misery behind. Danny walked to see a room. The teen cautiously peeked into it, it was a room painted baby blue. It had a small cot at the side, toys neatly arranged in the top of the shelf. On a small desk that had small, thin books, pages yellowed in age. Danny looked at the desk curiously which reached his thighs. He looked at a small piece of paper with a note written in a handwriting of around 7-8.

It said:

Dear Danny,

It's me Jazz. Happy Birthday! I know you aren't here but I hope you would read it sometime in the future. Why did you run away? Dad, Mom and I are sad. What did we do wrong? What happened? I don't understand. I hope wherever you are, you are happy.

Love

Jazz

For an eight year old, the spelling was pretty good. He stared at the note for what seemed like eternity and folded it gently and slipped it into his pocket and heaved a sigh; closing his eyes, he wondered how life would have been if he had not run away. He was not sure. Running his fingers through his hair, he walked down and out of the house and flew back to the Foley Household.

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He had arrived at the house just in time, the door opened with Mrs Foley arriving. Danny looked at her for minute, as he turned back to his book and slouched.

"Bored?" She asked as she tried to hide her smile. Danny nodded as he let out a sigh. It was incredibly boring. She smiled as she walked into the kitchen, setting the grocery in the counter as she readied to make lunch. Danny hopped off and scrambled into the kitchen as he watched her pour some flour into the bowl.

"W-What are you m-making?" Danny asked. Mrs Foley froze as she turned around to see Danny. Danny had never spoken up. It was surprising to see him speak. Danny was even surprised himself, he does not like to make himself know but he was extremely boooored in capital letters.

" I'm making lunch," she was trying hard not to show she was surprised. He appreciated her for trying but it was not good.

" Why don't you help set the table?" She asked. Danny shrugged in reply, he didn't really have anything to do. He grabbed a few cutlery from the drawer and grabbed a few plates as he arranged them neatly and crawled onto the chair and looked up as he slouched in boredom. Mrs Foley shook her head as she stirred the contents in the bowl. She poured a few cups of water and diced the onions. Danny just watched as he fiddled with a loose strand of hair.

" Hey, Danny," she started, " Do you want Tucker to bring you to the Library after Lunch to get you some books,"

Danny perked up as he looked at the middle-aged woman. He nodded his head vigorously with a grin. Mrs Foley smiled at Danny as she continued to stir the stew as Danny seemed to slip into his own world.

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Danny was excited as Tucker and Sam brought him to the library. Danny seemed to be skipping in joy. He seemed like a seven year old, to be honest. It would be embarrassing to most people but to Sam and Tucker, they were glad to see him happy. Living in a lab isn't a conducive environment to grow and mature in so it was understandable.

They walked into the library. The coldness of the air conditioning was the first thing they could feel, followed by it was incredibly silent.

" Danny, you should be quiet here," Sam whispered like she was talking to a little boy. Danny nodded as he looked around through the collection of books that increased his excitement. His face lit up whenever he saw a new book that has caught his attention.

Sam looked at Tucker as he took out a book and showed it to the teen, his face immediately lit up which Sam found cute. She giggled as Danny grabbed the book as he fingered the book in curiosity. Tucker had a amused expression as he watched the boy, flip through the book, his mouth was in the perfect 'O' shape. She walked over to the Tucker who seemed to be drowned into teaching Danny the words. Danny nodded every time Tucker said sometimes and cling onto his every word.

" Lancer would love this boy, wouldn't he? He and his interest for books," Tucker said, amused. Sam shook his head as she sat next to Danny who seemed to be trying to read by himself.

" Hey, Tuck," Sam started, " Who do you think his parents are?"

Tucker knew Sam was serious...it was a big mystery who the boy's previous family was. He sighed as he walked over to the boy. He seemed not to remember his family. Danny seemed to be struggling at the page as he decided to help the boy. He sat next to him and pulled the book to his lap.

" So, what seems to be the problem?" He asked as the boy pointed to the word that was kind of big for his level.

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