Dan vs, a show we love to make fan-art and fanfictions to show our appreciation. I just wanted to point that out. Dan is the best cartoon character in the history of cartoons. He does, very dangerous things, and manages to come out on top, so to speak. I am proud to write this fanfiction about him.

I do not own Dan VS. He belongs to the Hub Network.

I do own in OC villain who will be mentioned in this.


Chapter Two: Figuring out a mystery.

In an illuminated room, filled with wires on the walls, and a big computer screen with a wide keyboard at the bottom of it; a lone figure was sitting in a swivel chair. He had dark brown hair, blue eyes covered by glasses, and light pale skin. He had on a white lab coat, that hid his black shirt and khaki pants. He was going over the security footage of last night's escapee.

"Where would you go Test Subject #2025181? Your family is dead, your an out of place creature in a body of my design," the lab coat man stated. He regretted not outfitting her with a tracking chip.

"Dr. Samuel," A female assistant of the scientist stated. She had long black hair, blue eyes and white lab coat and a blue jean skirt. "We searched Los Angelos' surveillance feeds. We saw the escaped experiment, going to this apartment complex." The assistant pulled up a video feed of Tyra breaking down an apartment door. The video feed cuts to Dan walking out of his apartment, being followed by Chris who was carrying Tyra.

"It seems she knows someone outside the lab," Dr. Samuel stated. "This man, pull up all of his records."

The assistant pulled up Dan's records. The screen immediately filled with hundreds of records and hundreds of mugshots all in different languages.

"My god, either this is a deranged man, or he's a devious scientist who hides his true motives under these vendetta's. It makes sense. Who would try to hide a missile launch by using it as a vendetta against a bunch of squirrels," Dr. Samuel concluded. "Assistant, program the robot for a tactical retrieval. We need that experiment back, and program the robot to target this Dan if he stands in the way."

Alisa walked over to a buff human-like android. It looked male in origin, and wore a black wife-beater shirt, and tight pants. The android had a face of a male model/gym owner. Alisa opened a panel on the android's chest, plugging a cord into its chest connecting to a mini-laptop in her hands. She typed in a few codes and the eyes opened to reveal red pupils. Alisa pulled the cord out as she closed the panel. The android generated a jetpack from its back and blasted through the ceiling of the room.

"Whoever this Dan person is, he won't be able to stop a super-enhanced android," Dr. Samuel stated.


Meanwhile at Chris and Elise's house...

Dan slept in the guest bed of his friend's home. Mr. Mumbles rested quietly on his chest. Dan yawned sitting up sorely, he snapped his back with a moan. Mr. Mumbles stretched, letting out a small meow. Dan picked up Mr. Mumbles and walked to the kitchen. When he walked in he saw his friend cooking pancakes.

"Hey Dan," Chris greeted.

"Give me pancakes," Dan stated, pulling up a seat and placing Mr. Mumbles on the table. He sat down in the chair. "And tuna for Mr. Mumbles,"

"I wish you'd say 'good morning' or 'hey Chris'," Chris replied, putting a plate of pancakes on the table.

"Grow up! Now get me some orange juice, no pulp," Dan commanded. Elise walked in with a iPhone in her hand. "And what are you doing?" Dan asked.

"I'm doing a blood search on Tyra, if she's a convict or a guinea pig for experimentation, she should have records," Elise stated. "Huh, that's strange."

"What?" Dan asked.

"It seems the blood sample isn't matched with any type of blood, except to the equivalent of a really old lizard," Elise explained. "There's no records of her at all, no family, nothing."

"Well, maybe she can tell us what she's after. She owes me a new door anyway," Dan stated, standing up. "Elise, where's your sword I need to separate our guest from her legs."

"No way, you are not cutting off a woman's legs, especially with my ninjato," Elise replied as she glared at Dan, who returned her glare.

"Ok, you two, let's just ask the girl to explain herself, before we try something drastic." Chris suggested.

"Fine, but I need to make sure she can't attack us," Dan proposed, as he walked out the back door of the kitchen to Chris' and Elise's shed. He came back with bundle of rope. He walked into the living room, and started to tie up the sleeping woman. After he finished, Tyra's eyes fluttered open as she woke up. She struggled in the ropes.

"Guys! She woke up!" Dan shouted.

Chris and Elise ran into the room to see Tyra struggling through the ropes.

"Now tell me, why did you break into my apartment?!" Dan shouted at Tyra, which made her glare at Dan.

"D..a..n," Tyra responded.

"Why does she keep saying my name?" Dan asked.

"Maybe she's trying to speak to you," Elise stated, "she must have a limited vocabulary."

"Well why did she call me food, when me and Dan found her?" Chris asked.

"She probably smelled the bacon in your wallet," Elise pointed out.

"D.a.n." Tyra spoke out, clearer than she had before.

"I have an idea: we bang her over the head with a steel mallet to make her remember who she is," Dan explained.

"That would result in a dead body instead of her getting smarter," Chris explained.

"Fine, what else can we try?" Dan pondered.

"I could try my latest invention, the thought messenger," Elise suggested. "It taps into the speech gland of the mind, allowing it to send what she's trying to say on a program to a computer."

"Thank you Elise at least someone is contributing." Dan stated as he glared at Chris.

Elise walked out of the room and returned, holding a silver metal headband and a laptop. Elise strapped the headband to Tyra's head, much to her dismay. She flipped a switch on the head band and opened her laptop. Elise turned on the program. All the thought messenger said was 'Dan' over and over again.

"What is up with this thing?! It just keeps saying-" Dan was interrupted by Tyra.

"Dan," Tyra spoke clearly.

"Why do you keep saying my name?!" Dan shouted straight into Tyra's face. He looked into her eyes, and it came to him like a bolt of lightning, "Of course!"

"Of course what?" Chris asked.

"This is Tyra!" Dan stated.

"Of course, its her name." Elise replied.

"No, Tyra the Dinosaur," Dan stated. "Her jumpsuit had test subject, meaning a scientist experimented on her for his nefarious needs. One of the experiments causes her to become a human, making her angry enough to break out of her lab prison. She has a bunch of scratches, meaning she either climbed down a jagged mountain, or swam through shark infested waters. She came to my apartment, because I'm the one who freed her."

"That, is the most far-fetched, hair-brained assumption ever." Chris stated.

"It makes sense, she has a limited vocabulary, no records," Dan continued his explanation.

"How'd you get from there to-, you know what nevermind. What are we going to do with her anyway," Elise questioned.

"First, she needs to learn language. So lets turn the TV on and place her in front of it." Dan stated, turning the TV to Channel 51. Dan dragged Tyra to the TV and sat her in front of it. "Now if you need me, I'll be taking Chris to get revenge on a person the world is better off without."

"Who?" Chris asked.

"You'll find out when we get in the car," Dan stated as they walked out, leaving Elise with Tyra. Elise walked into the kitchen and grabbed a book to read, while waiting upon her husband's return.


10 hours of Revenge seeking later...

Chris drove up to the house with a look of shock on his face. Dan was in a dark blue vest, which cover his "Jerk" T-Shirt.

"I still can't believe Justin Bieber is a woman," Chris stated as he got out of the car.

"Well it is kinda obvious when you think about it," Dan replied getting out of the car.

"Why are you still wearing his- er her vest?" Chris asked.

"I like to keep a momentum from saving the world from a high-pitched girl," Dan stated. "Let's go see if Tyra learned something from TV."

Dan and Chris walked through the back door which led to the kitchen. Elise looked up from her book and saw Chris.

"Hey guys, where'd you get the vest Dan?" Elise asked.

"From a whiny 24-year-old woman." Dan replied. "How's the dinosaur?"

"You mean Tyra?" Elise asked. "She's been quiet the whole day."

"Well let's go see what she learned," Dan walked into the living room, only to be tackled by Tyra.

"Dan, thank you," Tyra spoke.

"How'd she get out of the ropes?!" Dan asked.

"Well, she looked a little uncomfortable, so I untied her," Elise stated.

"Dan, is friend?" Tyra asked.

"GET OFF ME YOU HARPIE!" Dan shouted, as he tried to get out from under the heavy female.

"Dan, nice?" Tyra asked.

"He's far from nice," Elise stated.

"Chris! Grab her!" Dan shouted.

Chris sighed and lifted Tyra off of Dan. Dan slipped from underneath her. He was confused by the behavior of the convict. TV should have made her like him, so to speak.

"Chris, we need to get rid of this girl."

"Why not take her to a Insane Asylum?" Chris suggested.

"Good idea, I'm taking it as my own," Dan replied, grabbing Tyra by the arm and dragging her out the front door. Chris sighed and looked to his wife who gave him a look as if to say 'just go with him', giving Chris the Ok to drive Dan over. Chris walked outside to where the car was parked to see Dan helping Tyra with her seat belt in the back seat. He succeeded after a few minutes of struggle. "She's more literate, but she can't even buckle a seat belt." Chris sat in the driver's seat while Dan sat in the passenger's seat next to him.


In the skies of Van Nuys...

A robotic android flew through the sky. This particular robot was given to do two very specific orders. To apprehend Test Subject #2025181, and if this 'Dan' person stands in his way: eliminate him. As he flew above the city, his heat sensing eyes sought out the signature of subject #2025181 and he listened for her voice. He came across a blue sedan, that was driving. He used his X-Ray vision to look in the car. He spotted not only Tyra's signature, but also Dan's signature.

"Wait, stop by my place, I need to get a straight jacket for her," Dan stated.

"You have a straight jacket?" Chris asked.

"I keep it around in case I need to tie up a burglar on the spot," Dan replied as they pulled up to his apartment. As Dan got out, the android flew down with a huge stomp, crushing his red car. Dan screamed when he saw what the android resembled, and got in Chris' car, "Drive!" Chris saw what happened and drove straight ahead, he was immediately followed by the android.

"Why is there a Chad bot chasing us?! I thought you cubed him!" Chris shouted.

"Obviously this is his robotic twin, Brad, coming for revenge" Dan explained.

"How are we going to stop him?" Chris asked.

"I got it, we just got to get him wet, and he'll short out!" Dan proclaimed.

"Don't robots with skin, can withstand water as long as it isn't going into their mouths?" Chris asked.

"Chris stop the car!" Dan shouted, making Chris stop. This caused the android to run straight into the back of the car. This scared Tyra a little. "Now run over him!" Chris put the car in reverse and ran over the android. The android was now in the front of the car, with most of the skin on the top of its torso ripped off. In any moment the human body would react randomly to the situation at hand. Chris was in that moment, he put the car in forward and stepped on the gas hard, driving into the robotic menace.

"What now!?" Chris asked, panicking.

"Floor it to the car was-" Dan was cut off as the android punched the windshield open, scaring the car's riders. The android grabbed Dan's neck and strangled him tight. Tyra saw this and bit through her seat belt. She jumped to the pushed her body to the front of the car and bit down on the hand that had Dan's neck. A loud crunching sound was heard as she bit through the arm as if it was a burger. The android pulled his arm back only to find it was a nub with sparks coming out of it.

"I guess I disarmed you," Tyra stated, getting a light chuckle from Chris.

"Keep driving! We're almost there!" Dan shouted to Chris. They were soon at the car wash. Chris stopped the car, the momentum of which threw the android back. The android was thrown into the car wash and was soon sprayed by both water and hot wax. Chris and Dan got out of the car, which made Tyra follow the two. Chris and Dan ran to the other side of the car wash to see the 'Brad-bot' with sparks coming out of it. The robot exploded into a bunch of body parts. Dan smiled at his victory, for once he saw the person who destroy his car get destroyed as well.

"Looks like he's all washed up," Tyra joked, getting a laugh from Chris. Dan shook his head at the joke, and walked over to the body parts.

"What are you doing?" Chris asked.

"I'm taking his body parts as trophies, maybe I'll use his good arm as a back-scratch," Dan stated.

"So your not going to find out who sent the robot after you?" Chris asked.

"Of course I am. Take the head to Elise, see if she could decode it," Dan commanded, as he shoved the head of the deceased android into Chris' chest.

"What about Tyra?" Chris asked.

"Since we both have two crazy women, I'll take Tyra, she still needs to watch a lot of TV," Dan stated. "Also drive me home."


Back in the laboratory...

Dr. Samuel fumed in his chair as he watched the scene from the Car Wash's surveillance feed. That Dan person had not only defeated his android, but kept the parts for himself. He truly was a benevolent scientist. He knew the android's first layer wouldn't cause it to short out, so he told his assistant to drive over him and run him into the car wash. He regretted not making his android water proof, that's evil science rule #33: never forget to waterproof your robots.

"This Dan fellow is more smarter than anticipated. No matter, I shall see to this problem," Dr. Samuel stated. "Alisa, program the robot me. I want to have a chat with this Dan, very soon."


Wow so someone is after Dan?! I can't- nah I believe it. Anyway I hope you people enjoyed this chapter as much as I did when I was writing it.