Helpless

Disclaimer: I do not own DP or any of its characters, Butch Hartman does.

Helpless- (VladXDanny)

" I'm actually gonna get home by cerfew!" Danny had said this many times, but this time he was confident. He looked at his watch, it said 9:39 in neon green digital numbers. Usually when he got there, he had only a few minutes before cerfew and he'd be almost there, only to be late because of the Box Ghost or some other nuisance. But today was different...hopefully. He could just see Fenton Works, so close yet, so far. He began to run, but after a moment, was cut short. He shivered and instintly could see his breath. He groaned in annoyance. "I swear if it's the box ghost, I'm going to kick his butt so hard..." He stopped as he felt a weird feeling in the pit of his stomach. He felt this every so often, like when Dash was going to beat him up, or it seemed he was helpless and about to die when he fought ghosts. But this... this felt different, much worse than any other time. He looked around, making sure the coast was clear, before willing himself to turn into his alter ego, Danny Phantom. "I'm going ghost." he muttered as two rings of light starting at his waist going either way, changeing his appearance on the way. When the rings vaporated, his eyes were neon green, his hair snowy white, and was wearing a jumpsuit, the colors inverted from the original. He hovered about a foot above the ground, watching, waiting. "Why, hello Daniel." Danny jumped, and spun around quickly only to find no one there. He knew that voice too well.

"Plasmius! Why are you here?!" He heard fabric shift beside him and turned once again to find nothing but emtey space. "What? Can't a friend stop by for a visit?" Danny closed his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing in annoyance. " First of all, you're no friend of mine. And second, you live in Wisconsin!" He heard what he guessed was Plasmius shrugging. Then the sound of crackling, like someone charging up an energy blast. Dannys' eyes widened. "Oh crud-", was all he managed to utter before he felt a hand place itself on his mid-back, and then pain courseing through his whole body. He cried out in pain, falling to the ground and turning back into Danny Fenton. His vision blurred, and he looked up to see crimson eyes looking down at him before he blacked out.

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"... Wh-where am I ?" This was the first question that Danny couldn't help but ask, and also couldn't help but to fear the anwser. His vision slowly became clear, the dim lighting not helping much. After he could see, he anxiously looked around. He was on a bed with a burgandy comforter, a canopy of the same color, curtains on either side, and a wooden bedpost behind him. The walls looked like they came from a dungion. He instantly knew where he was from the few occasions he came here. Vlads' mansion. His thoughts were interupted as he heard the door. His eyes turned to Vlad as he closed the door and locked it. Danny got that feeling in his stomach again as Vlad crept closer, stopping in front of the bed.

"Well, it seems your awake." He stated, as if he had just got done taking a nap. "What do you want?" Danny spat. He sat up and glared at him. Vlad leaned forward, making his way onto the bed. It shifted under his weight as he made his way closer to danny. He kneeled over him intimidatingly, making Danny shudder involuntarily. Vlad merely smirked at this. He came further, his legs on either side of Danny, his body aligned with Dannys'. He then grabbed the young boys' collar, bringing him forward, forcing him to sit up. He let go of his collar when their faces were inches apart. He then put his hand under Dannys' chin, forcing him to look into his eyes. Then Vlad did the unthinkable. He kissed him. But it wasn't the kind of kiss the he and Sam had shared twice in what they called a 'fakeout-makeout', it wasn't full of gentle love and compassion, this kiss was rough, full of lust and dominance. Danny pulled away seconds later, and stared at him. His expression was similar to a deer caught in headlights. His cheeks were beet red and aflame, his eyes wide in shock and fear, and his mouth hung open slightly, further showing his surprise and consternation. Danny slowly tried to slide away, but stopped as he felt a hand go behind his head, bringing him into another lustful kiss.

He struggled to try and get away, and refused to stop. But froze as he felt something push against him in his pelvic area. He was aware of what this was. This scared Danny more. Soon he felt Vlads tounge slip into his mouth, but he didn't even try to stop it. All he knew was he had to get him off of him. He gasped slightly as the thought of going ghost hit him. Duh! Why didn't I think of that before? He immediatly closed his eyes and willed the change, but nothing happened. Why can't I go ghost!? After a moment he realised there could be two reasons. One, Vlad drugged him, or two his emotions were making him unable to change. Whatever it was though, it didn't matter, because all he knew was that he was screwed.

Vlad stopped and let Danny hit the bed softly. His hands then made there way to his sides and at the edges of his shirt. He peeled his shirt off, it going inside out and being tossed to the floor. He then undid his own upper attire, also throwing it to the floor, and leaving his well muscled chest VS. Dannys' slightly muscled one. He let his hand drift to Dannys' stomach, feeling every inch of it as he took one of Dannys' wrists with the other and pressed his hand against his own. After a moment he felt Dannys' cock press against his and he smiled seductivialy. "Oh! It seems like we've got a little action down there. Well lets not ignore it." Vlad said, looking down at Dannys' semi-hard erection. His hands traced to his waist and undid his slightly baggy blue jeans, taking them off, and throwing them to the floor. He then undid the bottom part of his suit, and like everything else, was thrown carelessly to the floor. Danny noticed the sign of his own arousal, wishing his body would listen to his mind. But he knew it was too late.

It only took another moment for them both to be completly stripped of their clothes. Danny laid there, his face void of emotion, his eyes glassy and glazed over from crying. He had given up fighting by now, knowing it would end up fruitless. He was a broken angel, one question repeatedly running through his head. 'What did I do to deserve this?' This question, for now, would go unanwsered. Sure he did a few little things, but it all paled in comparison to deserve this extreme punishment.

Dannys' eyes fell upon Vlad, watching his every movement.Watching him as he got up to the side of the bed, watching as his arms slipped under his side, turning him over onto his stomach, leaving him prostrate and vulnerable. Vlad go back onto the bed and got into position to start and finish his evil intentions. He placed his hands around Danny's opening, before placing a finger into it. Danny closed his eyes, trying to keep from making noise, the pain making his muscles filinch and flex. Vlad then entered to and three fingers, his eyes suddenly wide, a loud groan of pain escaping his lips. He then removed them, placing his hands on Dannys waist, steadying himself before making his first thrust into Danny. Vlad slowly got into rhythem and gradually got faster, moaning with every jolt of pleasure. Danny let out something inbetween a moan of pleasure and a groan of pain every time. The pain increased, and he could tell he was bleeding. After a while, the pain numbed, and he could feel only pleasure, his moans becoming more frequent, as his bleeding. After a while, the please built up,Danny crying out as he felt himself explode, hitting climax. It wasn't long after that Vlad did as well, thrusting once more, before collapsing on top of him. They both layed there, exhausted, and drenched in sweat. Their breathing patterns matched, both inhaling and exhaling at the same time. Vlad ran his fingers through Dannys' hair and smiled. "That wasn't...so bad now...was it?" Vlad asked, having to catch his breath after every couple of words. Danny didn't anwser though, he had passed out.

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It had been several hours and Danny had awaken in the same condition he had before he passed out, minus Vlad. He looked at the clock on the bed stand, it read 4:39 in red digital numbers He had been gone exactly seven hours and knew his parents and Jazz were worried. 'But why should they be worried about someone so tainted?' A voice hissed in his head. He didn't have the energy to argue with the voices in his head and subcombed to the question. I don't know...

Danny dragged himself out of the bed, feeling cold air and pain. He picked up his garments from the floor. I feel so grungy...I need a shower before I go home. He used his clothes to cover himself as best as he could, as he looked for a bathroom. 'You'll never feel clean again...' He knew the voice was right as he found a bathroom at the end of the hall. He closed and locked the door, noticing the mirror on the back of the door. He stared and decided to check out the damage. His eyes were red and puffy, his pupils a paler shade of blue, his body was covered in matted blood and cum, and he had assorted bruises on him. He walked to the shower and turned the nozzle that said HOT , not caring if it burned him. He put his clothes on the back of the toilet, and closed the toilets' lid. He then pulled up the nozzle for the shower and water poured like a heavy downpour from the shower head, exept the water was scolding hot. He stepped in, his numb body not feeling anything. He used extra soap, trying to clean the scent of sex and blood off of him.*** Danny came out fully dressed about half an hour later, feeling cleaner than before, but knowing he'd never feel truly clean. It hurt to walk, but not as much to fly, and hell if he didn't have a long trip infront of him. He looked up, and went intangible before flying out of the bathroom, and flying towards home.

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It took Danny three hours of non-stop flying to get to Amity, and he felt exhausted. Danny could now see Fenton Work and the place was swarming with police cars, and people. 'Why would they want to look for you?' He flew above a place where they weren't, and let himself fall. Atleast know I'll have a decent excuse. He thought bitterly as he turned human and fell to the ground with a smothered thud. He didn't exactly think he could say 'well I fell out of the sky'. So he would just have to say that he had passed out. His vision soon became blurry as his thoughts dwelled to his future. If I have a future, was his last thought before he blacked out.

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I'm totally evil and I blame the...something...well anyway all I know is that I've read WAY to many yaoi fanfics...so please comment on me and my noobness!