Author's Notes: Thank you to all who reviewed our fic.

Invader Johnny: I believe Dante said it best when he wrote 'Abandon All Hope Ye Who Enter Here'

Anthiena: I'm glad you like it, the abuse is sort of integral part of the story and will play role later on in the fic.

Chapter IV: Exile

Danni

"Blast it!" I hissed as I looked at my watch, lunch was almost over and if I didn't get back to school Ms. Reynolds would kill me. I was already in trouble for falling asleep during class (stupid Technus keeping me up all night).

I could feel my heart fly out of my chest as I ran as fast as I could see the school coming up down the street but as I approached the building I felt something trip me up and landed in the dirt.

"Well look who's late?" a voiced sneered as I spit out dirt from my mouth and saw Portia staring at me. "Did you have go to the trash can to change your clothes?" she said as her cronies surrounded me.

"Leave me alone!" I shouted as I pulled myself up but one of Portia's cronies pushed my down again. "What did I ever do to you?" I ask them desperately.

Portia glared at me for a second before smiling, "You're right Danielle, let me help you up," she said as I stretched out my hand but she grabbed my sleeve pulled my sweatshirt off revealing the scars on my arms.

"Look how ugly she is," Mary, Portia's friend, said grabbing my arm, "You'll never get a date all banged up like an old baby doll, but then again no wants you anyway let alone date you," she said as tears flowed down my cheeks and raced inside as fast as I could.

Anti-Cosmo

"Back, back to you hear me," I said waving my wand frantically as I zipped out the stairs to my son's room and poofed in as fast as I could. Has the world gone mad that Anti-Fairies are siding with a psychopathic ghost and ousting me as their leader?

When I arrived inside, Anti-Poof looked up from his studies, "what's wrong," he asked as worried as I locked the door, "mom came here and said something poptarts?" he said as I sighed sadly.

"I'll tell you later son, right now we have to leave, where's your mother at," I tell him noticing that Anti-Wanda is absent from the room.

"Under the bed looking for poptarts," he said as I knelt down and saw her.

"Hey hon, look at this new poptart flavor I found," she said holding up a shoe.

"There will be plenty of time for snacks later, right now we have…," I said as the door was burst down, "RUN!" I screamed waving my wand hoping to be able poof us out of here before Anti-Binky and his mobocracy captures us.

Jazz

"Would you keep it down I'm trying to study!" I shouted down at the basement as I heard my parents working on some stupid invention. They had been down there for hours and no matter how hard I try to study for my psychoanalysis quiz next week.

After putting up with hours of noise, I decided to take a break from reading hoping to calm my nerves. I got up and looked up at my library when my phone rang. "Hello?" I asked politely.

"Jazz, this is Danielle I was wondering if you could pick me up from school?" she asked desperately, her voice sounded like she was having a flashback and if that was true than I need to get to her before she goes catatonic.

"Okay, Danielle, I'm coming just let me get Danny at the Nas…," I said before she cut me off.

"No, not Danny just you, I mean why should we bother him it's no big deal," she said nervously as I understood what was going on- the girls had school had humiliated her because of her scars. She tries so hard to hide them especially from Danny (her logic is that he has enough to worry about and doesn't want add to his anxiety).

"Okay I'm on my way," I said as I raced out the door and took off on my car.

About halfway to the school I heard someone shouting, "It's not my fault….do you hear me it's not my fault…you better not be dead, do you hear me?" it had a British accent and sounded panicked.

I raced down the street until I saw Blade and Danni's friend Timmy on the side of street. The front of the car was banged up slightly and I could see Blade shaking his cousin frantically like he was trying to wake him.

"Blade!" I shouted as I got out of my car and raced over to where he was, "what's wrong? Speak to me!" I said grabbing him by the shoulders trying to rouse him.

After a few seconds Blade shook his head, "Hey, it's the lovely Jasmine, what brings you here?" he asked in his normal tone of voice.

"Blade, what happened here?" I asked racing over to Timmy and making sure he was alive. I placed a hand on his neck and sighed in relief when I felt a pulse.

"It was just a minor fender bender," Blade said adjusting his glasses, "I guess I better take Bugbrains home before…," he began to say as the screech of tires was heard another car pulled up driven by a portly man with graying hair.

"Sweet Bessie, what in the name of Thatcher happened here," he asked turning to blade and grabbing his arm to point where it could have been torn from its socket.

"Hey you can't treat a child like that," I told the man standing in front of Blade trying to protect him, "you're lucky that I don't…," I began to say until man pushed me to the ground.

"DON'T TELL ME HOW TO TREAT MY SON, YOU WRETCH!" he shouted as my back hit the wall of nearby building. "NOW COME ON YOU INGRATE," he yelled at Blade dragging him in the car and taking off.

"What a jerk!" I hissed as I got up and rubbed my sore back, "Come on Timmy, I'll take you with you me, I think it might cheer Danni up," I said picking up the unconscious child and strapping him into the back and went to go pick up Danni.

Jorgen

"Jorgen what's wrong?" Wanda asked me as we poofed back to Fairy World where I had assembled every puny fairy in the universe for an emergency meeting. What I had thought was fluke and been confirmed to be something major and it must be stopped now.

All the puny fairies were talking to each other all at once and creating commotion. "What's going on, it's like our magic is vanishing," one fairy said fearfully as I took my place in the front.

"SILENCE PUNY FAIRIES!" I shouted creating an explosion to quiet them down, "I have called this meeting to discuss as very important matter," I said sternly as they turned their gaze to me. "According to our…," I began pointing to the wall where Binky was supposed to prepare a slideshow but there was none. "BINKY!" I shouted as the little fairy appeared beside me.

"I didn't have time to prepare a slideshow, the best I could was to draw these doodles," he said handing me a sheet paper that I promptly crumpled up and threw away. "You had called this…," he said as I pointed my wand at him turned him into a film projector.

"Now as I saying, our sources have indicated that the Anti-Fairies have reactivated the Big Anti-Wand and…," I began to say as Wanda stood up. "Yes, what is it," I asked getting annoyed by these interruptions.

"How can they do that, The Big Anti-Wand has been out of commission since the Ghost King invaded ages ago even though they briefly had it fixed when Poof was born it wasn't for long," she said as I thought about she said.

"That is right, but that is what our sources have found out, they also said those pointed hatted freaks known as Pixies might have a hand in it," I told her as I changed the slide to show the pixies, "I have scrambled the fairies and are waiting for more results to come in," I said as another fairy stood up.

"Wouldn't scrambling the fairies….," he said before I blasted him.

"I LIKE TO SCRAMBLE THE FAIRIES! NOW GO I WILL CALL YOU BACK WHEN WE HAVE FURTHER NEWS!" I said as I sent everyone back so I could see if any news had come in on what Anti-Fairies were up to.

Danny

I wasn't crazy about that stupid Blade myself. I was sick and tired of those rich kids (not Sam though she had some sense) buying their way through life. Blade could have a very crude sense of humor. He was like some sitcom character with all the doublespeak he used and when anyone would say he's be annoying he would say, 'relax dude, I meant no harm, just have some fun with the ladies,'

I had other things to worry about at the moment, the dream I had of Dan scared me out of my wits and still needed to go see Clockwork to make sure he's still in the Thermos. The only positive is that Desiree has been quiet only popping once or twice a day. It seemed that something was making her anxious but what could it be.

I had little time to think about these things because just as I rounding the corner some jerk in a mustang came barreling down the sidewalk and threw me into the air. If it wasn't for the fact that I turned intangible before I hit the side of a nearby building, I would have been a goner.

"HEY WATCH YOU IT, YOU IDIOT YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!" I shouted as I got up and stormed over to the car. No doubt it was probably Plasmius causing trouble again, why can't the Fruit Loop leave me alone. "DID YOU HEAR ME OH FRUITY….Cakes," I began to say as the window came down revealing a rich man with graying and a beer belly that could Jabba the Hutt a run for his money.

"WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOU LITTLE," he sneered with a cockney accent and grabbed by the shirt, "You can't tell me to get off the world you little git!" he sneered as I as I caught a whiff of his breath- he was drunk, heck with being drunk he was loaded with alcohol and should be in jail not a car.

"Road? Since when is a sidewalk a road," slamming on the hood of the car, "you almost killed me, someone should do something about it," he said throwing me to the ground.

"Fenton, you idiot, what are you doing just walk…," another voice, it sounded like Blade's but there was a hint of fear to it, said before the man slammed on the gas sending someone flying through the rear window and slammed into my stomach but I went intangible avoiding the brunt of the hit

"That should you teach you ingrate to…," he said as he got out of the car, getting something out of the back seat and looked at me, "Fenton, eh, you're that nutter's kid. It seems you have your father's brains you greasy git," he said menacingly as I got up and brushed the dirt off my clothes.

"What did you call my dad?" I asked my tone become increasingly dark, it almost reminded of Dan's voice which mentally made me shudder. I could feel the ectoplasm coursing my veins and had to focus very hard to prevent my eyes from glowing green.

"You must be stupid boy, perhaps you need a lesson!" he said raising what looked a golf club and struck me across the back. The pain was unbearable and sent me to me knees.

My legs trembled as I realized what I had gotten myself into. 'Fenton you idiot, this was no time to play hero' I chided myself as he walked up to me and struck me again. I lay on the ground for awhile hoping he'd think I'm dead.

"You think you can get out that easy!" he said as he picked me up, I was too weak to look him in the eyes and mine darted all over the area looking for a way out of this. While was yelling at me I saw a flash of light. I was too busy to worry about ghost and chalked up to shock or something.

"You're going to wish you never crossed…,"the man began to say shaking me like a rag doll snapping me back to the present. He raised his club high into the air. I closed my eyes fearing the worse but nothing happened.

"HEY YOU! LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I heard Sam's voice shout, I was saved. I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was ready to fight to the death and would do serious damage if not cooled down at once.

"Sam…," I muttered to her looking up slightly trying to get up. She didn't know what she was doing and I was going to let to be hurt.

"SHUT UP!" the man hissed as he kicked me in the stomach and hit me with club causing me to black out. The last thing I heard was Sam arguing with the man and cat meowing and hissing.

When I opened my eyes, I realized I was no longer in Amity Park- or Earth- or even the Ghost Zone for that matter. Where ever I was it was storming violently and in front was decaying castle, it look like something out of Dracula.

"What is this place?" I asked as I walked up to the castle and peeked in but hid as I heard a familiar laugh.

"Thanks to you Dan, we are now poised to take over the universe," a dark voice said as I looked up and saw Dan sitting at the head of large table. "Soon we'll control all the magic and be able to spread our darkness and mischief to everything living thing in creation," the voice said as Dan stood up and glared at him.

"Yes that's all fine and well, but remember the deal, I help you and you grant me my wish," Dan informed the voice darkly.

"Dan has a wish?" I asked myself not realizing my mistake until It was too late.

"What was that?" the voice asked as I got up and tried to run but couldn't move.

"It's my goody two-shoes younger self," Dan said as he appeared in front of me and grabbed by the neck, "Who says you guys are unlucky?" he asked the voice jokingly before carrying off a bit. I looked down and realized we were standing on dark clouds. "I was saving something special for you but since you here I'll just destroy you now," he dangling like bait on the hook.

I could feel there was nothing under my feet and fought to break Dan's grip and escape but he was too strong for me.

"Don't fight boy, you'll only make it worse!" he said as he threw into the air sending me plummeting down a bottomless hole.

Timmy

"I think he's coming to," a voice said as I started to moan and open slowly open my eyes. Everything was all blurry for awhile but when it cleared as I saw Danny's older sister, Jasmine, looking at me concerned.

"Easy there, everything's okay now," she said as she took a cloth to my head. I winced as I felt the wounds being cleaned.

I could see that Danielle was standing behind her; her blue sweatshirt was strangely absent revealing a white T-Shirt she wore underneath. Bruises lined her arms and she seemed to wince in pain every once in a while.

I looked back at the older Fenton and noticed she was wearing white medical gloves and had a metal tray with a syringe and bottle on it. Memories of what happened that time Fiona left me with Uncle Tybalt. "N...no!" I muttered trying to back away as she looked at me confused.

"Timmy, what's wrong, no one is going to hurt you…," Jazz said but her voice faded and I could hear Tybalt yelling at me.

"You stupid little parasite!" I heard his voice growl as he came towards me. I could see that he had his golf club in his hands. "Get up, you good for nothing…," he sneered about to swing the club but it stopped in midair. "What the…," he said as he looked down at me. "YOU DID THIS," he said as kicked me in the head and started hitting me with his club.

The beatings continued for awhile until I passed out from the pain. The next thing I remember was Fiona standing over me with a needle, "Don't worry, everything will be all right," she said filling it some liquid and stuck in my arm. "Timmy," her voice said but it changed sounding more caring.

I opened my eyes and felt tears race down my cheeks. I looked up confused and saw Mrs. Fenton holding me. "It's okay Timmy, everything is going to be okay," she said sweetly as she stroked my hair. "How you feeling?" she asked me concerned.

"Sleepy," I muttered as she smiled gently.

"That's to be expected the pain medicine Jazz gave you is quite powerful, but you were in a lot of pain," she said as I heard the door open and saw Sam and Tucker come in carrying something. "What happened?" I heard Mrs. Fenton's voice asked concerned.

I could feel that they were worried about something but I couldn't get clear feeling probably due to the medicine and all the residual energy that radiates from this house. I looked up at the Goth and saw she had a gray cat on her shoulders with a familiar aura.

"Some jerk, ran over Danny, if not for his reflexes he wouldn't be here," Sam said as the ground began to shake and Danny's giant of a dad came thundering out from the basement.

"What was that about someone running over Danny, I bet it was a ghost!" he said with a strange device in his hand until his wife glared at him.

"It wasn't a ghost, it was some jerk with a British accent and gray hair," Tucker chimed in as I winced realizing it was my uncle Tybalt. "I had called the cops but the dude fled before they got here," he said as I looked back at the Goth girl and noticed she had a broken nose.

Mrs. Fenton turned to her husband, "Jack go upstairs and help take of Danny, there's a medical kit in the bathroom," she said as Mr. Fenton raced upstairs before his wife turned to back to me. "Come on, I think it's time for someone to get some rest," he said as she took a pillow and placed it under my head then covered my body with a soft blanket. "Sleep tight," she said sweetly as I felt the pain medicine kick in and closed my eyes.