My Vengance

Xposted from my DA account. It got a great reception there, so I'm posting it here too.


I open my eyes, barely even awake. Something cold brushes heavily against my arm, and I stare blankly at my wall.
"Awake yet, Daniel?"
I roll over, and blink uncertainly at the green skinned being next to me. "Uh..."
The toothy grin that follows is decidedly wicked, and arms wrap around me, holding me tightly. "Oh, my dear Daniel, I don't think we should get up yet..." A harsh kiss is pressed against my lips. Squirming uncomfortably, I try to pull away, my hands squashed behind my back.
"S..stop.." I whimper, as fingers push against my stomach and waist. Simply chuckling, my 'attacker' lowers his mouth towards my neck, nibbling and suckling on my skin.
"Ah..." I gasp, my hands finally pulling free from under my body. I fist them in the sheets underneath, even as he smirks into my neck.
The man above me grins wickedly, and pulls me up by my shirt. Holding a fistful of fabric either side of my face, I stare at him impassively, watching the razor sharp fangs.
"Are you afraid of me?"
"I just want breakfast." I reply softly, and lean forwards to press a kiss to his lips. I change so that I'm intangible, a mere thought, and phase through him.
"Oh, you're such a spoilsport." He frowns, dropping to my bed.
"Danny, breakfast!"
"Coming!" I yell back, and frown at the figure on my bed. "Look, do you need to...I mean...do you want anything...?"
"To eat?" He smirks, and rises up form the bed to wrap arms around me. "All I need is you."
I feel heat rushing to my cheeks. "I'm such a perv." I mumble, and the older ghost laughs at me.
"No, Danny, I'm a ghost. Of course I don't need to eat." He laughs again, and pushes a soft kiss against my forehead. "Go and eat. I'll meet you at school later."
"Just behave, okay?"
A finger pushes my chin up, forcing my blue eyes to meet sharp, red eyes. "Anything I say, Danny."
Breathing out, I pull on a shirt and my jeans. My ghostly companion waves, and sets off through the side of the wall.
From outside, I can hear a cry of ''Ghosts!" and an evil laugh. I shake my head, and continue getting dressed for school.
***
"Danny! Hey!"
I turn to smile wanly at Sam and Tucker, both of them looking at me with concerned expressions. "What's going on?"
"I'm giving myself all the abuse I can handle."
They look confused, but then sigh. "Your doppelganger giving you a hard time?" Sam asks.
"Ask him yourself." I mutter, noticing the familiar green glow of overshadowing in Tucker's eyes.
"Aw, Danny, anyone would think you hate yourself." Tucker's voice sounded disturbingly distorted. I smack him on the back of his head. "Get outta there!"
The ghost version of my future self tumbles free from Tucker, and stands up. "Obviously you don't want me to overshadow your friends."
I groan in exasperation. "Cant you change to look human or something?"
With a groan of exasperation, My future self concentrates. Rings of light pass over his body, and he looks...normal.
Untidy black hair, a black t-shirt stretched over a muscled chest, black jeans, and a small black beard.
"Danny, you get muscles?" Sam gasps. It takes me a moment to realise I'm staring at myself like a horny schoolgirl.
"We have to work out names, because Danny and Danny will confuse everyone." Sam grins, elbowing me in my side to catch my attention.
"What about Dan?" Asks Tucker, glaring at my now-solid counterpart.
He smirks. "I'm happy with that if you are, Danny."
"I'm fine with that." I reply, and he throws his arms around me.
"Ooh, you're so good to me, arent you?" He grins, Sam and Tucker laughing at my embarressed scowl.
"Hey, Fentweeb, that your boyfriend!?"
I can feel the hate radiating from Dan. "Stop it..." I whisper.
Dash and his football cronies are coming towards us. "Is that your boyfriend?" Dash snickered, laughing.
"Why, are you jealous of his six-pack?" I ask, frowning. Dash frowns.
"What did you say?" Dash is flexing his muscles, and Dan is tensing around me.
"Daniel was asking if you wanted to pit your puny two-pack against my six-pack." Dan grins, leaning down to nibble on my ear. "Isn't that right, Danny?"
I can barely contain my laughs. Turning to lean into his chest, I smother a giggle.
"Go ahead, waste him." I laugh quietly, but I suddenly wince as something hard hits the back of my head.
Dan scowls. "Ooh, the big scary jock can throw a rock."
"Yeah, so what can the big stupid queer do?"
Dan moved so fast, I could barely see him. Dash was suddenly on the floor, a mouth full of blood.
"The ''queer'' would prefer to be called Dan. Or, ''Master.'' Either is good for me, Dash. Stay the fuck away from Danny, or I'll break your arm."
Sam pushes a hand against my arm. "Danny,"
"Dan, c'mon, let's go." I call, and he swings around, the red eyes glowing. Fear suddenly gripping me.
"Dan, please." I whisper. He grins, and pulls me towards him.
"Dash, I have an idea. Lick Danny's shoe clean."
Everyone is staring. I'm being held tightly by my future self, in front of Dash.
What the hell do I do now?
Dash spits out a mouthful of blood. I'm not sure who I'm more afraid of, Dash, or Dan.
Dash leans down, and I watch as he licks along the side of my trainer. Dan holds me still, and I lean back against him, trying to push away.
"Let us go." I whisper, suddenly afraid.
"I want to watch him humiliated for everything." Dan whispered softly, running his fingers down my arms. "Every locker, every wedgie. Everything."
"Please stop." I mumble softly. "Don't do this."
Dan leans down. "All right Dash, I think they're clean enough. Now, keep away from him or else."
Dash scrambles away, and I collapse back against Dan. Sam and Tucker approach, as though fearful.
"Danny?"
"I'm okay..." I mumble softly, my fingers clutching at the fabric of Dan's shirt.
"Keeping me in this form must be draining you. I should transform back to normal, Danny."
I nod numbly as he pulls me to stand upright, the human disguise vanishing from his form. Tucker catches me as Dan turns invisible, and I turn to Sam. "We're late for class."
Sam and Tucker both nod silently. I follow them, worry gnawing at the back of my mind.
"Oh, Daniel. Vengance can be sweet. Didn't you enjoy seeing Dash humiliated in front of you?" Dan whispers into my ear.
With that, a sick thrill runs through my body. Because, deep down, I knew he was right.


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