A/N: Danny's bugging me . . .
BlueMouse: How?
Chibi: He's floating around my inspiration, trying to get me to write, even though my inspiration's not doing much . . .
Kara: Is it just me or is it cold in here?
Chibi: Um . . . Please enjoy this next chapter!!
BlueMouse: We own nothing!! (smile)
Chapter 16: Experiment
Danny woke up with a major headache that was caused from the drug that had knocked him out. "Ugh . . . damn . . ." he muttered and tried to sit up, but found that he was held back by a pressure on his wrists and over his torso . . . and now that he thought about it, the surface that he was lying on wasn't very comfortable . . .
His eyes shot open.
He recognized the room that he was in. Instantly a stream of curses left his mouth as he started trying to escape from the ecto-enforced leather straps that were holding him down. "Damnit!!" he yelled in frustration as he failed in his attempts to pull, faze through, and otherwise force his way out of the leather straps.
Danny looked frantic ally around the room for some sign of what they were going to do to him . . . However, there were no clues . . . just the peeling, cream colored wall paper, the lamps and the cracked paint of the ceiling were visible. He couldn't see the door, so he assumed it was behind him . . . and that's when he heard a sound that made his faintly beating heart speed up in fear . . .
Footsteps . . . and voices . . . faint at first, but they were steadily growing louder, along with a squeaky sound, much like the wheels on the carts that they used to move equipment from one room to another.
Once more, Danny tried to free himself from the table that he was strapped to . . . With a renewed effort stemming from the desire to never be in this situation again, he tried everything he could think of to get out! "Shit!" Danny swore and looked as far back as he could, trying to see the door as the footsteps got closer and closer. Danny then noticed that he could hear the voices well enough to understand what they were saying . . .
". . . -sters says that project Gamma-Beta is showing signs of remarkable success . . ." a first voice said, clearly finishing up a sentence.
"Yes, but didn't all three of the experiments escape?" A second voice asked.
"Our first experiment was marked, but never tested on, Agent 320. The family had too much influence for us to take the child without notice." The first voice explained, causing Danny confusion. He thought that Tucker and himself were the only ones who were marked for the experiment . . .
"What about the second and third?" Agent 320 asked curiously.
"You truly are a greenhorn. Gamma-Beta01 has been brought back! You don't think we were just going to test that odd mechanical ghost's suit did you?"
"Well . . . no . . . you don't need needles for that I suppose Agent 42. . ."
Then the door opened and the light was switched on, causing Danny to flinch as his eyes struggled to adjust to the change.
"Well. It certainly seems like the drugs have worn off." Agent 42 said, seeming amused.
"B-but . . . It's just a kid!" Agent 320 seemed shocked.
"Of course it's a kid! Project Gamma-Beta shows that children who have yet to reach full adulthood are the most potent research subjects!"
Danny winced his eyes open, but the light was almost blinding. This had been normal when he had almost gotten used to the experiments so many years ago . . . he knew that his whole body was being lit up by these lights, but damnit, it made seeing hella difficult! Once more he tried to pull himself free, feeling more scared than ever . . . He knew that unless he freed himself, the pain would start . . . even as a ghost, he knew that it would be painful.
"Right, first off, we've gotta hook him up to this machine here." Agent 42 said, apparently explaining things to the newer agent.
There was a silence before Agent 42 gave an exasperated sigh. "Here!" the sound of something being caught was heard. "I'll do the experiments if you don't feel like doing them. You just need to write things down." he said.
Danny realized that he had very little time left and tried to get free! He gave a start as he felt hands on his head and saw a shadowed figure. From what little he could see, Danny could make out a scowl on the man's face. He glared at him as best he could.
"Settle down! You're just making things more difficult for yourself!" the man, Agent 42, barked at the frightened ghost boy.
Danny struggled more and let out a slew of curses at the man. "Fuck you!" he shouted angrily, resisting the hands on his head that struggled to push him back down.
Agent 42 snarled and practically slammed Danny's head down onto the table, moving quickly before the boy could get over the shock that was caused by the pain.
Danny was rather stunned from the blow to the head. He felt the man hook him up to a machine that would measure his brain waves. He also felt pressure on his finger and soon he was able to hear a beeping noise that was in tune with the rhythm of his heartbeat . . . He was breathing heavily, waiting for the worst to come . . . but for now, he bided his energy . . . if he ever got a chance to escape, it would have to wait until after they were finished with him . . . So he steeled himself against the pain as the two agents began the experiments . . .
A/N: Muhahahahaha!!!!! Yes, I'm evil . . . But it's an update!! (smiles)