Tears of sadness and rage fell down Danny's eyes as he flew through the air. He was shooting ectorays in every direction. Hitting trees left and right, scorching them. The memory of everyone he loved exploding in the Nasty Burger repeated over and over again. As he was on his rampage, something hit the side of his head and Danny began to fall. He hit the ground and the rings appeared, but he forced them to disappear when he saw two pairs of feet walking up to him.

"What the hell is that?" A gruff voice spoke. That was the last thing Danny heard before he fell unconscious. The rings appeared, changing him back.

A few minutes earlier, Sam and Dean were driving down the highway, on their way to Bobby's. Sam was staring out the window when he noticed a white aura, shooting green lights, hitting the trees. "Dean, stop the car." Sam urged.

Dean turned down the radio and looked over at Sam. "Why?" He asked.

"Just do it!" Sam commanded, still staring up at the sky.

"Okay, Mr. Fussy Pants." Dean pulled the car over and Sam hurried out.

When Dean exited the car and walked over to Sam, Sam pointed at the sky where he was staring. "There."

Dean looked up and saw what Sam was being so urgent about. "What the hell is that?" Dean asked, staring at the moving light.

Sam shrugged because his guess was as good as Dean's. "No idea."

"Well, let's find out." Dean walked to the Impala's trunk and pulled out a gun with a few salt rounds. It took about three tries since the thing wouldn't sit still but when he did hit it, it went falling out of the sky. "Yahtzee."

Sam and Dean made their way into the woods, it landed not too far from them. What they found struck them as odd, even for them. It was an almost human figure with white hair and glowing green eyes that struggled to stay open. "I'm gonna say it again. What the hell it that?" Dean repeated. Its eyes finally closed and bright rings appeared around it, splitting in opposite directions. As the rings moved, the thing's appearance seemed to change. The white hair turned black and its pale face turned tan. It turned into a regular kid, no older than fourteen.

Both confused and slightly shocked, Sam asked, "What?"

"Let's take this thing with us to Bobby's. He'll probably know what it is." Dean said. He went to go grab the kid but when he got close, a high-pitched beeping sounded. Dean pulled out his EMF detector and pointed it at the child looking thing, the EMF only beeped louder. "That's weird." He turned off the EMF detector and replaced it in his pocket. After Dean picked the kid up, he and Sam made their way back to the Impala. After unceremoniously dumping the kid in the trunk, Sam and Dean restarted their journey to Bobby's.

Danny woke up slowly. He had a headache and needed to blink a few times to regain his vision. He was in some kind of round, metal room, he noticed. Danny looked down and saw he was sitting in a chair, wrists and ankles bound by iron cuffs. He tried to faze through them but for one reason or another, it didn't work. What kind of cuffs are these? Danny thought.

Maybe he was going to die down here? Properly die. Danny realized if he did, he didn't really care; there was nothing left for him. As he sat there in the stifling silence, his enhanced hearing picked up voices coming from above him.

"I have no idea what he is. He's not a shapeshifter, demon, ghost-" Danny scoffed at the last one. "The only clue we have is that the EMF goes off around him." From what Danny could hear, it was an old man talking.

Danny didn't like the cuffs that were binding him. They were uncomfortable and ever so slightly heating his skin. Maybe he could go ghost to break out of them. Danny decided to try that, keyword being tried. When Danny went ghost, the cuffs began to full on burn his skin. Danny screamed at the severity of the pain and turned back to human.

Apparently screaming was a bad idea because three pairs of feet proceeded down a flight of stairs to where he was. The door to the room he was in opened and three men entered. One was an old man, one was very tall, and the last looked way too serious.

"Who or what are you?" The serious man demanded.

Danny studied the man for a moment before answering. "If you're going to kill me, get it over with already."

"How about we start with introductions?" The tall man suggested, stepping forward. "I'm Sam-" Danny froze in shock but the man didn't notice and continued. He gestured to the old man, "This is Bobby." Sam gestured to the last guy. "And that's my brother, Dean. What's your name?"

They weren't expecting the kid's response. "Your name's Sam?" Though confused, Sam nodded in confirmation. "It had to be Sam." The kid said under his breath.

"Hey! What's wrong with his name?" The man now known as Dean snapped.

Danny's face fell, then he felt angry. "You obviously want to kill me, so just do it already."

Sam responded calmly, "We're not going to kill you."

"Why not!" Danny yelled, his head snapping up and eyes glowing green. His face fell again and his eyes went back to normal. "Sorry about that." He mumbled.

Coming into the conversation, Bobby asked, "Can you tell us who you are, kid?"

"No one. Not anymore." Danny uttered.

Sam asked, "What do you mean?" But Danny stayed silent.

"He asked you a question!" Dean bellowed.

"Dean," Sam said. "Calm down."

"Do you have a family?" Bobby tried.

Danny's lip started to tremble but he commanded it to stop. Not only did he not deserve to cry, but he wasn't ready to show weakness in front of these strangers quite yet. Instead he asked, "Can you tell me what I did wrong? Why am I locked up in here?"

"Probably because you have some weirdo powers and you were shooting them up everywhere." Dean said.

"It's not like I asked for these powers. Now because of them I have nothing." Danny said in a low voice.

Sam felt like he could relate to this kid. "Why don't you two go upstairs? I'll talk to him."

"Suit yourself." Bobby said.

"Oh, no, Sam. I am not leaving you alone with him." Dean said.

"I'll be fine." Insisted Sam.

"Sam," Dean repeated but Bobby grabbed him.

"He'll be fine, idgit. Let's go." With that, Bobby left, dragging the reluctant Dean with him.

Once they left, Sam asked empathetically, "So you lost something or someone because of some kind of power that you have?" Danny slowly nodded. "I can relate. Something happened to me too that I didn't ask for, and people I loved died because of it."

Danny looked up slightly. "And it's something you're stuck with?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, it is. And just like you, it's something I wish I didn't have."

There was silence for a while before the kid spoke up. "Danny."

Caught off guard, Sam asked, "What?"

"My name. It's Danny." Danny repeated.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Danny." Sam said. "How about I get you out of those cuffs. Are you hungry?" Sam asked, noticing how skinny the boy really was. Danny nodded, he hadn't eaten in over twenty four hours. "Okay, but you're going to have to stay here for the time being." Sam uncuffed Danny then left the room, making sure the door was shut behind him.

Sam walked upstairs, to the kitchen, where Dean and Bobby were. Dean noticed him enter the room. "So? What'd you find out?"

"His name is Danny." Sam said, "And I don't think he's bad."

Shocked at Sam's revelation, Dean said, "What do you mean, 'not bad'? You saw him shooting up everything, the kid's hysterical!"

"You would be too if just lost someone you've loved! And don't say you wouldn't because I've seen it before, Dean!" Sam snapped. He opened the fridge and got stuff out for a sandwich.

"What are you doing now?" Asked Dean, aggravated.

Sam mumbled angrily. "Getting him something to eat."

"Anything else you found out about him?" Bobby asked.

"Well," Sam responded. "He's kind of like me."

"What do you mean he's like you?" Dean asked.

"Well something happened to him, that something being whatever power he's got, and because of that, people he loved died."

Skeptically, Dean asked, "How is that anything like you?"

Sam sighed, "The demon blood? Mom? Jess? Ring any bells?"

"Yeah, but you didn't go on any rampage when they died." Dean contradicted.

"Well I was too young to remember with mom and I had you when Jess died. This kid lost everyone and he had no one there for him." Sam snapped. He finished the sandwich and walked downstairs.

Danny had heard the whole conversation. What did he mean by demon blood? He thought.

"Can you believe him?" Dean asked.

"Well, those two stories aren't all that different. I see his point." Said Bobby wisely.