#its almost 3am and im ill so this is very bad and rushed

[deerabigailhobbs]

Ok, I know this is a blog solely dedicated to Abigail, but I have to merge my love for her and my recent Saw obsession.

After Abigail dies, taking in the scene in front of her, realising that she's still on this earth, but as a ghost now covered in blood, some not her own, she walks. She's not sure what else to do, where exactly she's going, but she can't stay here, in this kitchen, watching a man she barely even knew cradling her dead body.

So she walks, through wind and heavy rain, though she can't feel any of it, the world around her only feels like a light breeze.

She walks through days and nights, not getting tired, but getting frustrated, knowing that this is her eternity now, though thinking she does deserve it, for killing all those girls.

Then after a long while of walking (she doesn't know how long), she spots a house. It's nothing special, in fact it's far from special. It's dirty, the walls are covered in filth and look like they'll cave in at any moment. The place is boarded up, must have not been used in a while. And yet, as unremarkable as this house is, something is pulling her towards it, like a silent plea for help. And so, with that having been the only new thing in her (after)life, she passes through the walls, into the disgusting house, past the trap door with a decaying body she tries to ignore, and is then met with a door.

For the first time in a while, she's feeling an emotion other than... Well nothing at all. She's nervous, if she were still alive she was sure her hands would be sweaty and her heart racing. She has no idea what's behind that door, but whatever it is, it couldn't harm her. She didn't have to worry about dying a third time.

And so, she passes through the door and is met with a bathroom. It's dark, but she can make out some things, such as the rusty chains, the cracked mirrors, the tiled floors, and the dead bodies across the place.

However, she's then greeted by a "Hello", which startles her. Her eyes wander into the corner, and there stands a man, or what once was a man, looking at her with a soft smile and wide eyes. The first thing she notices about him is the large bullet wound in his shoulder, blood pouring out of it, and then the chain that's wrapped around his leg. He's a little older than Abigail, with short, messy black hair, wearing a dirty white T-shirt and baggy jeans.

They both take each other in, she's not sure what to say. In fact she hasn't spoken since that night. She mutters a small "hello" back, adverting her eyes to anywhere that wasn't the ghost in front of her.

The man's voice is even softer now, not wanting to scare her away as if she were a lone deer he had just stumbled across.

"My name is Adam."

There's a long pause before Abigail speaks for the first time in ages.

"Abigail."

Adam looks at her, inspecting the blood and wound around her neck and on her hands.

"My throat was cut. Bled to death." She says simply. She knew he was going to ask, so she thought she'd just get it over and done with. "You?"

Adam looks at her, taken aback by her forwardness.

"Well, first I was shot, then left to starve to death, before finally being suffocated by a plastic bag of all things" he lets out a small, empty laugh. "Guess the big guy wanted me to die 3 times, huh?"

"I know that feeling." Abigail said, smiling slightly. It was nice to have someone to talk to. Someone that didn't have ulterior motives, who had seemingly gone through similar life and death experiences that she did.

He looks at her again, smiling, but his eyes don't show it. "Fuck, you're just a kid."

Abigail's brows furrow with slight annoyance. "I'm 19, actually. Or was, I don't know how long it's been. This was coming though" Her voice becomes slightly quieter as she gestures towards her neck.

Adam lets out a breathless sigh, before looking up at her again, a small smirk appeared on his face. "Like I said, just a kid."

Abigail looks around the bathroom again, taking in the grimy tiles and the 2 other dead bodies. This was getting awkward already. Still, she'd take this over walking through another state again.

"How come you're here?" Adam asks, breaking the silence once more.

"I could ask you the same thing." Abigail replies, looking directly at Adam now.

"I can't- I can't leave. Believe me, I've tried. But I can't." Adam said, his sad face turning towards the door, making Abigail spot the faded blood handprint on his cheek. "You think I want to stay in this shit hole?"

She looks down at the bodies once more. The decaying skeleton with the chain around his foot must be Adam.

"So those two could leave and you couldn't?"

Adam scoffs lightheartedly, looking towards her oncemore. "Yeah yeah, no need to rub it in."

Abigail smiles at that, the man seems to be taking this whole "death" thing easily. She wonders how long he's been down here.

That line of thought is cut short by Adam's voice. "Anyway, you didn't answer my question."

Abigail bites her lip. "I'm not sure. Something was pulling me here, and I figured it was better to see what all the fuss was about than walking aimlessly again."

Adam smiles at her, though there's a hint of pity in his eyes which she hates. If only he knew what she had done, his face would be one of disgust instead.

He sits down on the dirty tiles, arms over his knees, and looks up at her. "Well, Abigail, got time for a chat? Cause just wait till you hear about the day I've had..." He smiles like he just thought of the greatest joke ever. Abigail lets out a small laugh anyway, sitting beside him.

"All the time in the world."

#its almost 3am and im ill so this is very bad and rushed #i just have to get these thoughts out or i may explode #I'll probably actually try at a later date #abigail and adam my loves #adam stanheight #abigail hobbs #adam faulkner stanheight #hannibal #saw #saw franchise #saw 2004 #hannibal nbc #nbc hannibal

[huggpheonix]

June 22nd 2014 na

Danny phantom "Going ghost." He whispered under his breath on the top of his house. A plasma bar rose and enveloped him into the crime fighter well known around amity park.  Danny Phantom. With a swish of his hand he wiped the sweat that had increased on his brow because of puberty and well... He just didn't know what would happen next. Didn't know if a ghost would pop out of the portal right this instant and kill him. Looking into the reflection the ghost radar provided he saw haunting green eyes and snow white hair. Almost a trademark for the boy half ghost half human. It was most nights like these he wish he could sleep.. But sometimes his breath would tingle and he knew sleep would need to wait. Tonight though the portal was sealed. His parents had been extra cautious tonight of all nights. It was fine with Danny of course. He rubbed his shoulder blades through the black track suit. Nothing would happen he told himself repeatedly. No screams to reverberate in his head as he tried to fall asleep. No blood that splattered everywhere as he took out poor ghost animals. Just him sitting to get freshair. "Ah what the hell is a thorough patrol of town gonna do?" He asked no one in particular. Jumping off the building he was careful to avoid lit windows partly to avoid scaring little kids but mostly because of his identity. Circling the sky in a series of circles was one of the best experiences he could have. The wind as it rushed and blew his hair out of his eyes. He wish it could be like this all the time, if he werent so tired. Checking multiple crime popular places he concluded that nothing out of the ordinary was up. No flying ghost meat or a skull materializing and terrorizing all of the town. Nope, tonight was uneventful. So why couldnt he fall back asleep when he lay down in his bed a few minutes later? After a few minutes of nothing he sat up. He couldnt sleep. His cycle was messed up. Sighing he quietly tip toed towards the window and stood on the ledge. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a little boy. Curious he looked closer and saw the little blonde ringlets that framed his freckled face. Just above that his eyes were.. Danny jumped off whisper shouting going ghost as he raced for the kid. The semi zoomed past as danny held the boy underneath the arms making them both invisible. He breathed out slow and steady terrified out of his wits. It hadnt been a ghost- "Who are you?" A voice asked him, he glanced at the boy. "Danny. You can just call me danny." "Why did you save me?" The voice asked. Danny's heart collapsed as he realized this little boy had timed the arrival of the semi perfectly. "You're a good kid okay? Youre doing nothing wrong.. Life.. It gets better.." He whispered taking the boy in his arms. "Really..?" The boy asked his voice cracking. Danny nodded his own tears of recent weeks catching up to him as a couple splashed into the boy's hair. "Look.. I'll take you h-" "No!" The boy shouted quickly. Danny shifted his feet, what was he going to do? A boy who didnt want to stay home and just about got hit would need attention. "You wanna grab a few things and come stay with me for a while?" He asked out of nowhere surprising even himself. "Would you really let me...?" The boy asked looking up at the teenager. "Well i mean besides the fact you dont know me and i could be a murderer..." The boy shook his head. "My names Crane and i know you aren't bad. You saved my life." Danny's heart stopped again. Had he really? Or was he only sparing Crane from more hurt? The trip to Crane's house took ten minutes. "Wow you live really far.. How did you end up-" "I walked and my heart told me it was right then that i could step out." He shut himself up as Danny asked for directions. Within a few more minutes they reached the windowsill of an apartment building called wr weart'. Danny held Crane as he maneuvered the window open. Climbing in danny stood and waited. 4 minutes later Crane carefully crawled out with a backpack and a key. "You ready?" Danny whispered. Crane nodded and he clasped his arms around Danny's neck. They flew all the way to the Fenton ghost house as danny fazed through the window with Crane.  "You have to be quiet okay? My parents are sleeping and im not really.. In the mood to get caught and experimented on.." Danny whispered. He placed the boy down and he glanced to the different trophies Danny had won for different events. A small desk in the corner of the room accomanied by a small lamp. The bed was small. "Um.. Where will i sleep Danny?" He asked quietly. "Oh.. Yeah, alright um.. You can.." There was space in the closet but he didnt really want go be a jerk an- "Yeah ill sleep in the closet.. You already told me your parents are ... Yeah."  He said trailing off and walking to the closet. Opening it he put down his bag and crawled in. "Its okay in here i think danny." He said smiling. "I feel safe..." Danny nodded as he smiled softly. A glance at the clock revealed it was 3am. "Shit." He cursed under his breath. He had homework to finish! Oh the irony, he could go on saving the town but he couldn't even get a lousy paper done. Alas he walked over to the desk and flipped the light switch. Working quickly he grimaced at all the math problems. This would be hell tomorrow. In fact he barely noticed Crane standing beside him. "To find a surface area of a triangular prism you use bxh, or base times height." He said thoughtfully. Danny gawked at the boy. "How do you?" "Advanced mathematics class.. I um go to your school.. Just not really as much as i used to." He said. "Oh.." He said nodding. That made sense. "I could help you." He offered. Danny thought a moment then uttered a single, why the hell not? The next hour was spent by crane telling danny what was going on, and how math problems worked. All the good stuff. "Yeah, basically thats it." He whispered softly. "Wow that made a hell of alot more sense the second time." Danny said disbeleiving. "Well its 4am now. So we better get to bed or you know.. Just you can stay up or whatever.." He said. "Nah.. Ill go to bed too, goodnight Crane sleep tight and dont let the closet worms bite." "Goodnight Danny... Sleep well and ill wake you in the morning." Danny climbed into bed remembering to switch off the ghost form as the plasma rays shone under the covers. His normal clothes were always under his ghost form. Emerging from underneath the covers he saw Crane staring at him. Danny pulled the covers up suddenyly. "Oh yes... I forgot to mention my lack of ghost form in my house.. " "Half?" The boy asked. "Um... Yes." He replied. Crane said nothing as danny proceeded to fall alseep. Tephe next day came and went as all danny could think about was the strange boy from before. Talking with sam and tucker came naturally. But he felt drawn to Crane somehow. After a day of having Crane as a roommate Danny was getting used to having a little brother around, instead of an older sister. That night Danny was hoping to get to bed when all of a sudden blue frosted the inside of his mouth and coldness settled in his lungs. He sat up quickly and coughed. A ghost. He looked over to Crane. Walking silently over to the desk he scrawled a letter and put it gently beside him before he bound off towards the window at full speed. Wherever this ghost was, he would have to find it.. Before it harmed the people he loved. Jumping into the night was like... Being put on the spot for a question to a test. Except without everyone laughing at you and calling you names. You were truly free to do whatever you like.  "Going ghost." He said. The plasma rays spun around him as he dived deeper to the ground and swooped up flying full speed towards the nearest back alley. There sat the ghost known as grin. Grin had a nasty reputation around humans, or anything in particular. Soot stuck to the edges of his dirtied cracked lab glasses, and bacteria grew on the sides of his sideburns. He could make you sick. Very sick. In a matter of seconds Danny shot a beam at the monster missing his face by inches. Grin twisted his head around to find The white haired saviour standing in his full glory.  "Hey! Slime face, why don't you try and make me sick?! Pick on someone your own size!" He called to the monster taunting. Although The monster was twice his size he came at a sprint towards Danny. 'Careful.. One wrong move and you could be even sicker than you were before.' With careful beams shot at the monsters arms and legs, he was dodging left and right. Trying to avoid every swipe. "Danny!" A voice called from behind him. Losing his focus the monster swiped and caught him painfully in the chest sending him flying.  He was caught in a pair of smooth arms.  "Agh! Sam! You have to ... go!!" He yelled in agony. His lungs were on fire the flames licking the insides of his chest. "Are you stupid?!" She yelled back picking him up.  In quick succession she handed the thermos to him. "Thank god..." He weased laughing harshly. The monster ran at them as Danny fought to catch his breath. He pushed sam out of the way to stick the thermos into Grin. In a few seconds he clicked the button and Grin was trapped in the ghost zone. "Just... " he weased.  Coming up with a witty reply was the hardest thing of being a superhero. As he collapsed he saw Sam and Crane. He later awoke to voices in the background. Opening his eyes he could make out a dark haired figure and two wings. "Idiot." A familiar voice scolded. Sam. "Woah, Danny you fought hard tonight. The monster is in a different place now. You can relax." Another voice incurred. Crane. "Is- does they.." He breathed hard. It was hard to talk.  "If you mean your parents and sister then no. They don't know.. You're at home. . And this little boy showed me what to do." Sam informed him. Danny smiled weakly searching in his vision for him. "You need to rest Danny. You fought hard like he said." Sam said. "Danny.. You need to go to the hospital." Crane begged in a small voice. "No..." Danny groaned. "You will get better there." Sam agreed, "We don't have things to make you better and I'm afraid you'll get worse.." "Oh..." He breathed. "Wow ... The monster guy..." He managed. "Sickness." Sam grabbed Danny's hand as Crane gasped. "Danny please ... Lets tell your mother, father?" Sam begged. "I cant... Id rather..." He started then stopped. Crane took hold of Danny's other hand and together they were in silence. Danny opened his eyes fully this time to see Sam sleeping in his wheely chair beside his bed. Crane was curled up on the edge of the bed snoring softly. The rustling in the sheets must have woke him because Crane opened his eyes to see Danny sitting up. "Hey.." Crane whispered. Danny breathed "hey.." Crane sat up taking Danny's hand and helping him up. They both stood up as Crane led the way. They eventually found the way to the washroom. Turning on the lights Danny's eyes adjusted. In the mirror he saw blood stained white hair and powerful green eyes. A dirty track suit with the letter D in the middle. "You didn't have enough energy to change back, so we left you like that and listened closely to see if people would come in your room." Crane explained. Danny nodded. He was exhausted but he knew what he had to do.  He nodded to crane as he got the message. Walking out he close the door behind him. Danny closed his eyes and with all the energy he could muster, changed back. When he opened them he saw a tired boy, who just wanted to sleep. No green eyes.. Just an ordinary blue eyed boy. No white hair.. Just an ordinary black haired boy. He sighed and lifted his shirt over his face. The pain seared, skewering his chest like a sword. His ribs seemed to crack and turn into dust as he crumbled. On the ground he gasped for breath. His shirt just above his forehead. He was almost done. With one swift movement he got his t shirt off. His jeans were tattered and well worn. He slipped those off easily. Ridden of any clothing item he stepped into the bathroom quietly and started the shower. Hot water steamed down and bled through his cuts and bruises. Soothing and searing at the same time. The pain in his chest was bothersome but the hot water seemed to help a little. After five minutes he thoroughly ran shampoo through his hair. Making sure to get soap over the bruises. He winced in pain a few times but in the end he stepped out the same.. Just cleaner. But somehow he felt better. Even though his chest was screaming he just pulled on his underwear and jeans and sat down.  Catching his breath. "I swear... To protect my family.. And those close to me." He said inaudibly. After a minute he stood up and pulled on a fresh shirt. In the mirror a slightly less tired boy stared back at him.. And he wasn't so dirty either. Satisfied he opened the door and walked back to the bed. His chest ached a little but he had survived yet another battle. With grin no less.  He was sort of proud of himself. Laying down in his bed he pulled blankets over Crane and reached over at sams hand. He breathed a tired goodnight and slept. "Hey Danny. Wake up." Sam whispered hastily. Danny sat up quickly the pain rising in his chest as he looked around.  Then he looked at Sam and how she was holding her forehead. "Sorry.. Force of habit." He said. She nodded clearly annoyed. "We need to go.. Now. Your parents are calling for you. Ill take Crane down through the window.. Meet you at school okay?" Danny nodded prodding at his ribs, to try make them feel better. "And please dont push yourself today.." With that she took crane by the hand and they climbed down. Danny sighed sliding out of his bed was always a task especially if he had a rough night. He walked to the washroom trying to ignore the burning pain on his chest. Looking the mirror he saw tired eyes, with heavy bags from nights he went sleepless. Pulling up his shirt he gasped. A burn mark stretched from his collarbone down to his rib cage. "Oh... No... Noo.. God.. Noo" he whispered. Then he caught sight of his wrists. Bruised and slightly malformed. The bones were poking out slightly, yellowing over. "Thats it.." He concluded. He stripped to reveal just his chest was burned and hurt mostly. Looking at his feet he noticed the same things as on his wrists. "I hope Dash isn't stupid enough to hurt me today.."  He finally stepped into the shower washing away last nights memories, making sure to remember Crane and Sam. The pain in his chest had decreased to an inconclusive settle, it hurt at random moments. He quickly got out after five minutes and got his clothes hair and teeth brushed. Running to his bed he grabbed the backpack and decided to skip breakfast. Knowing he would regret it later he jumped out the window. plasma rays shot around him as he flew intangibly to school. Capser high was a really stupid place for most teenagers to hangout, and yet he still caught kids walking by there on weekends. Arriving just after the first bell he jumped inside the dumpster and transformed back. His hair a little bit disgruntled he climbed out and ran for the small crowd of tardy students. Spinning the combination he prayed he wouldnt see anybody- "Hey Dandork!" Dash called behind him. He flinched automatically turning around. "What?! The fearless danny scared?!" He mocked. Danny stared at Dash. "You have some nerve picking on some kid smaller than you." "Oh yeah? Get a load of this guys, Dan's sticking up for himself!" He joked. Danny slammed his locker quickly seeing the distraction as a way to run out of there. Sprinting off he managed to get at least five steps before slamming into Dash's cohorts. "Going somewhere Fenton?" One squeaked. Clenching his teeth he backed up right into dash. Spinning around he caught dash's fist slamming into his shoulder. "You tell," he jabbed a finger into dannys neck, "no one about this." Dash threatened. "Or you meet number two, hurts alot more." He growled walking away. Danny breathed heavily, nodding and sprinting towards history. He was hopelessly late. History was history as he got detention for being tardy. Rolling his eyes he listened mostly to what the teacher was saying, but mostly he was concentrating on not collapsing in the middle of class. Revealing his secret to everyone. He wrote some notes and finally the bell rang. Getting up he felt a sharp pain in his chest. Heaving he bent down to cover himself away from the teacher. "Danny, are you okay?" Mr. Lancer asked. "Um- yeah" he laughed controlling his weazing. "Just didn't get enough sleep thats all." Danny lied smoothly. "Alright Daniel, i expect a little more from you in this class.. Alright?" Danny nodded clutching his chest. "Y-yep." He said quickly picking his book bag up and speed walking limping out of there. Out in the hallway he broke into a weaving pattern of running and walking and limping and almost falling. Finally he caught sight of the washroom and pushed the door open. He saw Dash. "What are you looking at Faten?" He taunted. Danny quickly averted his eyes and mumbled nothing. Dash was right in his face as he lifted his chin. "I dont like you staring at me the wrong way okay?" Danny against his conscience smirked at him. "Thats it." Dash growled. He lifted danny up and pushed him against the wall. "Clearly you need a little sharpening up, huh?" Dash spat at him. "This is my bathroom, this is my school. And you dork are not going to ruin my rep." He held danny tight and then let go. Pushing him against the wall danny felt a snap. He collapsed to the floor weasing. Looking painfully up at the swirving picture in front of him. Dash picked him up and put him in the stall. "Stay in here. Or i swear, i will beat you out of your wits." He threatened. Danny was helpless, against dash he couldnt do anything. He scraped at his chest and finally got down on his knees. In the toilet he heaved. All of his food from yesterday came up and into the toilet. Blood spurted out and stained his mouth.  He was so helpless and cold. Helpless and he knew he wouldnt last long there. Lying beside the toilet he swam in and out of consciencess ness. After a while he woke to a hand touching his shoulder. Flinching violently he crawled away towards a corner in the stall.  "Danny?" A small voice asked.  Crane. Danny sighed with relief. His stomach was reeling and twisting with knots. "Oh god... Youre wounds... We have to get you out of here.. Danny we need to get a teacher-" "No." Danny choked out softly. "This is serious. Danny we cant go on with you being hurt every five minutes by ghosts and that bully!" He whispered sharply. Danny held his hand out and crane gently helped him up. He placed him onto the toilet.  "Look, i will go and get some ice or something.." "Dont... Get caught.. Okay? Dont worry too much.." He gasped. "Alright" crane agreed. He heard footsteps after a few minutes. Two pairs, danny cursed under his breath and writhed to sit up straight. His chest seared with new pain, and his wrists and neck ached. "In here." Crane whispered. The door creaked open and Tucker and Crane stood there. Danny sighed and then coughed violently sending chills down his spine as he covered his mouth. Blood leaked through his fingers. "Danny this is really bad. How do we cover this mess up?" He asked helplessly. "Its... Easy.. You.. Just dont worry... Cover it up." He croaked. Crane gave tucker a worried look and finally stepped forward. Assessing his wounds was the worst. He had a shiny black eye, stained red around the cheek and extending to the jaw. His wrist was bruised and malformed grossly. The worst of it was his scar that was growing around the stomach area now. "Danny. I am so serious. You have to-" Danny sat up forcing a smile onto his face. Looking in the mirror behind them he saw fairly covered wounds. "Its okay.. Just can you help me out."  They nodded and put hands under his shoulderblades careful to support him all the way out. In the hallways they grabbed his legs and ran.  "Danny use the last of your energy to get us to your house." With a nod he phased intangible and they ran through the lockers and walls. Outside they lifted off the ground for a moment then fell landing hard. Crane and Tucker panicked as they hauled Danny up in between them. "Oh god! What if he dies! Isn't this murder? If we hide the body.-" "Tucker! Shut up, lets just lay low and keep out of sight." "Danny?" They both asked. Danny was in rough shape to say the least, his breathing was hitched and catching on a terrible wease. His wrists were bruised and harshly crooked, the ankles were the same. He looked like he had in the washroom, only dirtier and sweatier. "Tucker. Crane..." He groaned.  "We're here.." Crane said instantly. Tucker nodded and Danny grinned a little making him groan. They both began to run with Danny in between them, only pausing to stay hidden and out of sight. Which was easy enough, because of many alleys and routes towards The Fenton Fort. "Danny." They both said again in unison. Danny could barely open his eyes, let alone point. He jabbed an arm in the direction of the fire escape as they both struggled to get up there. Finally they spotted the lock that divided them and safe ground. "Agh, unlock it!" Tucker whisper shouted. "Im working on it!" Crane said back. The window slid open as they passed Danny through also. Gently as he was laid on the bed. Danny weased in pain and began to sweat again. His temperature rose to above burning as they ran to the washroom for wet towels and bandaids and oh god, they were going to need a lot of medical supplies.  They set to work on his face, wiping his eyes and the cheek and jaw. The swelling going down significantly as it turned a beet red.  "It's better than before." "Not... Helping.." Danny choked out. "Hang in there buddy." Said both of them. The cut lip had scabbed over and would be gone in a few days. The wrists were another thing. They both got to work on the cleaning and got all the bacteria out. With delicate hands they put together makeshift casts, out of tissue and tape. "Daniel." Crane sobbed out. The sudden change of full name use got Danny's attention as he forced his eyelids open. The blurry figure of Crane caught his eyes and again he saw wings sprout. "We need you to get this fixed. Your body is important and vital to you, one wrong move again can cost you your life." He began. Tucker flexed his wrist wrong forcing him to muffle his cry of pain. Tears forced their way out of his eye. "You cant fight ghosts like this. Make your mind up now. Or." "What?" He managed to say. "Ill do it myself." Danny (against his own will) sat up and hit the headboard hard, his head rolling to the side. "Im fi-" "Shut up." Crane snapped. "Yes, okay? You are a hero. You saved me from myself, but please, i beg you. The world cant fall on top of your shoulders all the time. This is too much." "You.. Cant... Decide... That.." "I dare you to try and stop me. Oh, right, look at you. You can barely move." Crane said mockingly, shocking Dannyr.  Danny's eyes glowed a fierce green. "Don't ... Get... My.. Human... Side.. Confused... With my ghost... Side.." He sputtered out. "Grin. Made. You sick. You stupid idiot." He said emphasising idiot. "You cant heal right-"  "What... Will.. They do?.. They will... Find... My.. Dna.. Abmpnormal.." "It doesnt matter. Hes right. As long as we keep you away from tests, they can fix your human side. It has to work, danny." Danny shook his head as Crane and tucker shared a look and sat him up. "We are going to do it." Danny didnt say anything as they hauled him down the the hospital. The doctors there handled it surprisingly well. Danny was impressed, alongside Tucker and Crane, they lied smoothly, saying he had fallen out of the tree he tried to climb. They requested He just be healed and not tested for privacy purposes. The doctor sort of shrugged and walked off. He was sort of a sucky doctor. Nonetheless, his wrists were put into actual casts and healing up nicely, his ankles the same. He knew the sickness put into him by grin, would never come out. And his heart ached because it was such a pathetic way to die. Sickness, reaching and looming over him until one day they would find him, unable to breathe. The cuts and bruises were healing up and the black eye fading. The scar in his stomach wouldn't go away either, because that was the hit caused to him. Crane had never left his side through all of it. "Danny. You are an idiot. And a stupid fucking, hero and i hate you for making me worry about you. And you mean a lot to me okay?" Danny was sitting up in his bed as he stared over at Crane. "You know you... Can't... Stay... Mad... At me." He coughed out. "You're going to have to hide the wheeze if you want to pass as half not dead." "Crane. Im.. Dying." "No. Shut up. Ill keep you here in the physical world." "My own parents... Aren't... Here.. Crane.. Why... Do you... Care so mu..ch" he said barely managing the last word. "Because. You're too stupid to ever acknowledge the beautiful kid you are. Your selflessness, your passiveness and charisma. Your charm and valiant efforts to hide away your personality so no one has to ever worry about Fenton. He's got it all under control." "Wow... You.. Are... So.... Full.... Of bullshit." Danny said. Laughing in a way he hadn't before. "No. Its true. Not to mention your looks." He added blushing. "Whoa...... Hold... Up... You... You.... Like... Me?" He asked in astonishment. Crane walked over to the bed Danny sat on and held his hand. "Tell me when to stop." Crane said with a little smile on his face. He leaned forward and met Danny's lips in a kiss. Danny groaned in response and pulled away. His eye met a disappointed Crane, with his eyes still closed. "Don't... Stop..." Danny kissed him again. Crane explored Danny's mouth and stroked the side of his face. Danny was so dazed by all of it. Crane liked him? They both stopped as Danny got tired and out of breath quickly. "Sorry.... My lungs.... Grin...." "Danny, I can do for you what others cant. Simply because of them being human." "Me... Being.. A ghost hunter.... Half... And half.... I cant really... Question... You.." "True. But I know this sounds really cliche, like a bad romcom or something.. But ive, known yiu for a long time. And not just because of the first meeting we had." "Past... Life?..." He gasped out. "Sort of... We were close, but you fell, with no memory, and then had the accident making you twice as strong." "Im... Lost.." "Sort of. Fallen angel, amnesia, half ghost half human. But grin had properties foreign to your weakening immune system. The amnesia had already weakened you." Danny nodded and grinned. "Crane.... Im... Going... To die... Soon...." "No." Crane cried out as he pulled on Danny's shirt. He pulled him closer so their noses were brushing. He took a breath and closed his eyes as he crushed their lips together. He breathed hot air down Danny's lungs. They hurt and seethed with pain. Danny felt renewal enter his body as his eyes opened wide. His chest rose and fell in quick rapid successions as his stomach convulsed.  His eyes glinted red then green then a brown. They quickly turned blue and back to a glowing green. The plasma bar expanded around both of them as Crane changed into an angel with dark unfurling wings and a crown above his head. His eyes were a purple hue with light green specks and a tiny universe in between them. Danny's hair was turning white again and he was changing. His back hurt as wing bones grew in rapid succession. His chest ached, and the ache in him suddenly went away. As Danny was pushed back. When he opened his eyes he saw Crane with his wings tucked behind his back and the crown crooked. "Are you okay?" He asked, to his surprise. He could talk without gasping for breath? "Y-yes... I... Am okay. It just took something from myself." "You're a stupid fucking idiot, crane. Why did you waste your one life wave, on me." "No... You need to defend the human realm. Daniel. Listen.... You have an impending decision right now. Do or die." "Im not going to waste your time. Crane. Ill do it." "Danny... I don't think ill last after this." "Wait... Shit... I want to love you.. I need your time! Crane!" "Look.. Shut up.. Ill find a way.. Okay?... There has always been a way." "Crane." Danny sputtered out. "I have a week at best." "Take me out of this bed now." "Ill get weaker though... Im at my strongest now." Danny stood up and wobbled a few steps to his clothes. He stumbled towards the mirror, and caught his reflection. "My parents, are going to kill me." "They aren't..l what they seem...Daniel... You have no parents.. We are birthed differently.." "Im a ghost, and it shows Crane." Crane glanced towards the mirror and saw Danny. His black shirt was underneath a black hoodie and black pants. The snow white hair was streaked with black all over. His eyes were changing colours constantly, staying green one moment and red another. He had grey wings. "These are noticeable huh." "Yes. I don't think you can hide... It.. You cant... Be a ... Normal human Daniel." "Well... I guess thats goodbye to high school.. Right? Unless i go and dash makes me suffer over and over for being gay and all these attributes." "You have no need.." Crane turns out to be an angel/demon, guardian angel. Idk and um... Danny dies, and is granted the option to stay a zombie human/ghost hunter. Or to die and simply live another life. The next night danny gets beat out of his wits as he limps in and bandages his ribs, and he is so tired. Blood lesks from his mouth and twigs sprout from his hair. He takes a small shower washing off the dirt and now its fresh cuts and scrapes, burns and bruises. Crane helps with most of it faking his moms voice to call in for school. Sam comes over to confrong danny and tell him he cant keep doing this. He need to reveal his secret so they on stage urge him to tell a secret. And he makes a fool out of himself and runs off . Dash push him into the locker and make him drop his phone.  He tells danny to drop it again so he can pick it up and then he drops it. He pushes d and steps on it before walking away. The next few weeks hes left alone and then dash pushes him and taunts him. They take him out behind the school and rip open his shirt, they stare at his ribs and then drop him. Astonished they back away. Then all of a sudden an evil ghost possesses one of dashes friends and he asks them why they are backingo ff. they say hes been though enough. Then he says the more the merrier and he deserves it, plus the person who did this was off to a good start. They are uneasy at first but soon get into making his chest purple and pink and black and yellow.