Alright so, I think a second chapter this week is OK as long as I keep up on writing. They story is really starting to come together in my head and I'm excited to get it down on 'paper' so as long as I keep writing as much as I am, then I'll post twice a week. But don't expect it because it may or may not happen every week. (probably not.) But anyways this is the next chapter to Masters of the Universe. I hope you enjoy it.
~Dragon~
I opened my eyes as we reached my house, and hovered through the walls into the lab. To my and Skulkers surprise the lab doors had been closed. Dad almost never closes the doors, unless the portal needed maintenance. But I know that's not true considering I had helped him fix all the little bugs out a couple days ago. Had something else broke? Was this my prayer answered?
"What is this?" Skulker said jolting the net I winced and smirked up at him.
"Looks like you won't be taking me anywhere." I said. My voice weak but still holding enough amusement in my tone to make skulker growl.
"Very well. We will wait until it is reopened." Skulker said. Spinning around. I clenched my eyes shut at my back throbbed against the strain of the ropes and another violent pain spasmed through my stomach and head. With my eyes closed I didn't see the projectile hit Skulker, and I didn't know anything was wrong until, he fell over flat of his back, dropping me in the process.
I cried out in pain as I came into contact with the floor, the pain becoming to much. My mind became foggy, and all I could do was stare up at the dizzying figures above me. One was large and orange, the other slim and blue. Confused I squinted and tried to rid my mind of the fog, only to clench my eyes shut once more when the pain returned.
I heard familiar voices. And almost cried out in joy when I realized they were my parents. Now feeling relief flood my system, replacing the adrenaline, I could no longer hold onto my ghost form. I had no idea how I even held it for as long as I did. I didn't comprehend that I was changing in front of my parents, and I was already asleep when they finally reacted. All I knew was that I was safe, in the presence of the ones that I loved.
Groggily I shifted my weight, groaning when the surface of whatever I was laying on rubbed against my back. I tried to place a hand of my stomach to stop the trembling, only to find that I couldn't. Everything hurt, and I was starving. Why can't I move my arm? I wondered almost lazily.
I tried to peel my eyes apart but they wouldn't budge. I thought back to the night before. What happened? Who did I fight? But nothing came. I heard voices again. And screaming. My eyes clenched and the screaming grated against my ears. Who's doing that? Why?
I groaned again louder this time as the pain in my head increased. The screaming stopped. And so did the voices. I sighed in relief. My body relaxed as I began to drift again, ignoring the pain and the hunger.
But a sudden sharp pain in my chest stopped me from falling back to sleep. I gasped and my eyes flew open. I took in my surroundings scanning for the threat. My parents stood in front of me, skulker seemingly unconscious was on a table next to me. My mind reeled. If he's unconscious what hurt me? I noticed we were in the lab but nothing else moved. The ghost must be gone. I slumped back down.
Glancing at my parent to make sure they were ok, I noticing how they held ghost weapons at the ready. They must have scarred it off… and knocked out Skulker. Kudos to them I guess. Skulker wasn't the hardest of ghosts to fight but he wasn't the easiest either. The fact that they knocked him out was an achievement on their part. I'll have to release him into the portal later though. As much as I love my parents, horrible ghost experiments wasn't something I would subject anyone to.
Even him.
I let my head fall back and closed my eyes flinching at the contact, and concentrating on making the pain go away.
"Hey you guys got a ghost." I said with a little smile on my face. "Good job." I was about to ask them why I was asleep in the lab when my dad cut me off.
"DON'T MOCK US YOU GHOST FREAK." He said. My head snapped up at his words, giving me whiplash.
"What?" I asked slightly panicked. What if they knew? DID they know?
"Oh don't go playing stupid with us!" Mom hissed. "We know you're a ghost! We saw you before you changed!" Shit. Just like that my memories came rushing back I remembered last night and all that happened. Skulker, the sickness, my friend's betrayal and abandonment. I slumped again.
"I'm so sorry guys." I said. "I wanted to tell you sooner I just didn't know how an-" I tried to lift my arm again only to have it snuggle held in place. I looked down. A thick strap coated in glowing ectoplasm held my arm in place. What?
"Nice try freak!" Dad said. "But our son isn't some terrorist ghost kid."
"Now TELL us WHERE. HE. IS." mom said emphasising her last three words and holding some weapon up threateningly. It wasn't big, but I knew that some of their smallest inventions could really hurt. I flinched back away from them.
"But guys! It's ME. IM DANNY." I said in a panic.
"No you're not. NOW TELL ME WHERE MY SON IS!" Dad shouted taking the device from my mom and pressing it to my abdomen. I screamed as an electric current surged through my body. My stomach heaved, but with nothing in it, nothing came out.
"Wait. It's me I swear!" I said pulling uselessly against my ghost proof restraints. "Look I can prove it." I changed into my ghost counterpart, then back into my human one. They stared at my, the darkness in their eyes spreading across their faces.
"You think we're going to believe that you, A GHOST is out SON!?" Mom said menacingly. "Shock him again."
"Wait NO! AHHHG" I screamed again as the electricity coursed through me. My headache was now a full force migraine. Making my head feel like it was splitting apart. And my stomach heaved and wretched looking for any kind of food to digest, but coming up with nothing. All the while it gurgled from my sickness.
They kept at it for hours. Questioning me. Inflicting all kinds of cuts and burns across my chest. Never relenting no matter what I said. They kept me awake with adrenaline, not letting me rest for even a moment. The pain was incredible. I had thought the worst pain that I would ever go through was when my ghost half had merged with my human half. I was wrong.
My already weakened state, along with the combined physical and emotional pain of your parents torturing you had long since surpassed it. My throat had become raw from screaming and my wrists and ankles now sported deep gashes here I kept pulling against my restraints.
I tried to tell them. I tried to make them see. But they refused to listen to the truth. I relayed stories of when we were together. I reminded them about our most memorable memories, yet everytime I did. Their eyes grew darker, and the pain more intense. They now believed I had been stalking them for years. Targeting their son.
Eventually, hours later, I gave up. Only begging for them to realise their mistake in my mind. And making no other noise other than to scream when the pain became to much.
Skulker had awoken long ago, yet he said nothing. He watched on, sometimes looking away when he deemed my torchure to much for even him. Still he was silent. He probably didn't want to draw any of their attention to him. I couldn't blame him for it. He had probably gone through his own round of torture before I had awoken.
It was fault that I was here though. He was the one that made me weak. He was the one that dragged me here. And now he would pay for it. Right alongside me. I wondered in the back of my mind if the pain would ever end. Or what would happen when they were done with me. Would they kill me? I let my head roll to the side after a particularly painful round of torture. Skulkur lay staring back at my, eyes full of pity. I didn't have it in me to glare. Or to make any sort of comment. I was so weak.
A few rounds later and I found that my screams had summoned Jasmine, who had just gotten home after a day out with her friends. When she saw me screamed and yelled. She tried to get to me. Tried to free me. But my parents stopped her. They told her I was a fake, that I wasn't me. But she fought. She knew who I was and tried to save me.
I watched as my parents take her upstairs. Trying to calm her down as she cried out for me and fought them all the way. Trying to explain to them who I was. The door shut behind them and I let my eyes fall shut.
"Kid." I heard Skulker whisper behind me. "You still awake?" I turned my head, letting it slump down as I faced the other direction. My eyes slid half open wondering what he wanted to say after all this time in silence. He stared at my for a while. My eyes began to droop again before he finally started to speak.
"Your parents are going to kill us both if we don't get out of here." He said. His eyes where full of pity but also desperate to escape. I didn't have the energy to acknowledge him. I just groaned and shut my eyes, letting the darkness take me once again.
I woke to someone violently shaking my shoulder. I hissed as my wounds shot pain all through my body. My back, my head, all up and down my torso. I was no longer starving though. Or I was just numb to it.
"Danny get up." I heard the figure above me his. I curled in on myself trying to fight of the pain. "Danny common you need to go!" They said. I slowly looked up to see Jazz my sister staring down at me.
"Jazz?" I asked groggily. Coughing violently when my throat screamed in protest.
"Ya Danny it's me." She said rubbing my shoulder and leaning down so that we were face to face. "Here" She held a glass of water close to my face. Shackaly sitting up I tried to take it from her and chug it down. But Jazz would only let me take sips at a time saying I'll get even more sick if I drank it all at once.
The first drink stung. I hurt more to take that first drink then the coughing did. But once my throat was no longer dry I readily drank the rest. My stomach quivered in protest and I almost wretched it back up, but was able to keep it down after a minuet of fighting with it.
"Take this too." Jazz said handing me a granola bar. "But you need to go." I looked at her questiongly. "Mom and Dad are asleep now but they have an alarm on the lab door to make sure I couldn't sneak down here. I was able to disable it for now but the backup systems will kick in soon so we have to hurry." She explained, all the while I scarfed down the granola bar. I almost choked in my attempt to eat it with little to no chewing at all.
"What am I going to do Jazz?" I asked her when I swallowed the last bit.
"Can you hide out at Sam or Tucker's?" She asked confused as to why I was asking her.
"No." I said sadly looking down. My spirits plummeted even further at the thought of what happened. "They don't want to fight ghosts anymore. So I can be apart of their lives. Because fighting ghosts is all I can do." i explained to her. Her hand rubbing on my shoulder stilled. I glanced up to see her eyes full of pity and disbelief. I looked down again not wanting to see the pity directed at me anymore. I got enough of it everytime I came home with a particular nasty wound and she saw. I rarely told her when I was wounded anymore.
I also glanced over at Skulker. He lay there asleep. His little green blob of a body strapped down on the table that looked far to big for him. I couldn't tell you exactly what emotions that ran through me. Anger, sadness, pity, fear.
"I have no idea then Danny. But you still need to leave." I looked back down at my hands, and nodded.
"Alright." I said my mind reeling. "I'll figure something out." I said. She patted my shoulder and stood up, extending her hand to help me out as well. I took it and transformed as I stood shakily. I glanced back at Skulker one last time.
"Take this." She said handing me small backpack. "There's a couple more granola bars in there, and some water." She said. I nodded taking it from her hands.
"Could you release Skulker too?" I asked her. She looked shocked at the request but nodded.
"Ya." She said, "I can do that." I smiled at her and took a step forward, stumbling slightly as pain shot up my back and chest. I caught myself though as Jazz reached for me.
"I got it." I said gripping at my chest and floating slightly into the air as to not put any more weight on my body.
Just then an alarm blared through the house. Jasmine's had shot up and I winced covering my ears with the sound. I heard Skulker shout in surprise.
"Go!" Jazz said hugging me. I flinched at the contact but ignored it and hugged her as well. My parents decided that moment was as good as any to rush into the room. My mother had a tranq gun up and ready before she had even completely entered the room. I barely dodged the bullet. Skulker yelled out but I had no idea what he was saying. I needed out of here. Faster than I thought possible for my body in its current state.
I flew into the air higher and higher until I could feel ice forming along my suit. I didn't slow down either. I had no idea what direction I was headed, but I didn't care. Tears finally streamed across my face, caught in the wind. I flew and flew and flew. But no amount of air time could stop the tear. It was the first time I have ever flown, that it didn't at least briefly put a smile on my face.
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~Dragon~
