Four days passed, and with school in full force, Danny's leg didn't have any rest and only got worse. To make matters more complicated, the Otrăvitoare Fiara's were killing left and right. With the body size and strength of a grizzly bear, the head and jaw strength of a lion, the teeth of a saber tooth tiger, front claws which were truly talons of an eagle, and back claws of a wolf, not to mention the speed of practically a cheetah, the Otrăvitoare Fiara were challenging creatures to say the least. Their canines and claws/talons contained a poison that would kill a human in two minutes, and a ghost in five. If their claws broke the skin, you were a goner.
On Friday, a full week after the Fenton parents knew about their son, Danielle rushed into the home with a blood-soaked chest, and wild, terrified eyes. Danny's gaze mimicked hers as he caught her and stopped her from tripping over a stray ghost weapon. "Danielle! What happened? What's wrong? Are you hurt?"
Danielle gasped sharply, leaning onto her 'big brother'/'cousin' for support and whispered her answer.
"Those… those animals found Mik-Hail. I tried to stop them, but they tore him apart and…and… and I…"
Suddenly her eyes grew wide and she shuddered, coughing up blood and collapsing in his arms. "What?! Dani? Danielle? Danielle Madeline Fenton, wake up right now!" He jerked off her bloody shirt and swallowed hard, for there at the center of her chest was a medium deep claw slash. He pressed a hand toward it and then ripped his shirt off, revealing an awesome sized six pack of abs befitting a hunk ten times his size and age. He pressed his white shirt hard up against his clones' body and grabbed his (A/N: wait for it!) Phantom First Aid Kit.
Fear gripped Danny, more so than his first broken bone or the first time he was buried alive in dirt from a prior fight, without ghost powers. He took his shirt gently away from the wound and looked at the clock, mouth going dry after realizing it had been three minutes since she'd came in.
Hastily he grabbed a handful of white, green, pink, and deep blue medicine, concocting a rather puke colored liquid that he dipped half down her throat and the other half onto her injury, then placed his first two fingers behind her ear and waited for her pulse to quicken.
Three and a half minutes…
Four minutes….
Five minutes…
Five minutes and two seconds…
Danny breathed a sigh of utmost relief, leaning back and happily running his hand through her hair. She would make it, for the vicious attack hadn't taken her breath nor her heart. As the door opened, Maddie and Jack came rushing in with fear laden upon their faces.
"Is she…"
Maddie began then stopped herself. Only a week had she known young Danielle, but she already felt as though the child was born of her own body. Slowly, her weapons dropped to her side and she sunk to her knees, her lip trembling as she felt the child's face, then relief flooding her face making it seem flushed with fever as she felt warmth of a living human under the skin instead of a cold hard shell of life.
Jack joined her a nanosecond later brushing the thirteen year olds hair aside and biting his lip. "We were a few blocks away. Her screams echoed, and when we followed and arrived t was horrible. We managed to beat a few back. Those... Otrăvitoare Fiara's terrify me, Danny. I won't lie. But they… that is, they tore her chest apart. I thought they were lethal?"
Danny met his father's eyes then stood slowly. He grimaced at the agony which shot through him at the weight put onto his shattered leg. He leaned against the wall, the trauma of the last seven minutes exhausting him physically. "They are. There is an antidote of sort, but it is a rare thing to find, different chemicals of the Ghost Zone put together. Thirty more seconds and it would have been too late. The Antidote must be applied within three and a half minutes or it won't work.
I… I love her so much, Mom. I don't want her fighting anymore. She's not strong enough. I won't have her hurt again. As far as I'm concerned, she's another Jazz. And I'll be darned if she ends up hurt or killed just because of Vl—"Danny froze, closing his eyes. He couldn't tell his Dad about Vladimir being the one who cloned him. "Because of vicious creatures she shouldn't have to deal with." Carefully, Danny took her in his arms and carried her up to the spare bedroom that had been converted into her own within the past week.