Disclaimer: I don't own Big Hero 6 or Danny Phantom!

A/N: So sorry for the super long hiatus/break thing, I know this is a really lame excuse but I kinda fractured my ankle a couple months back and had no motivation to write. Then I failed chem. So any ways here's a short bit to keep ya entertained till I can poop out more! Sorry!

Chapter 2.1

The halfa's eyes started twitching as he slowly came to. The glaring sunlight shone through his eyelids. Bright lights. Painful memories resurfaced in his mind. Images of shiny metal tools and white demons flashed before his eyes. The halfa gasped and shot up in a panic. He immediately regretted doing that.

"Gah!" Danny's breath rasped in his throat. His hand flew to his chest as it flared painfully. He hunched over and his eyes squeezed shut trying to ease the pain, a shaky hand pressed against his injured chest. His body trembled in agony, as he wheezed, taking in shallow breaths.

Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, Danny blinked rapidly trying to get rid of the dark spots in the corner of his vision. He glanced around wildly, eyes searching for any sign of the dreaded Guys In White. Sensing no immediate danger, Danny turned his attention back to his wounds.

A warm liquid seeped out from the now re-opened wound, which had been poorly sewn closed in the first place. Danny phased his shirt and bandages, now damp with blood, off, examining his wounds. The wounds inflicted by the GIW were taking painfully long to heal. Despite being half ghost, Danny was still vulnerable to infections and could catch the common cold just like any regular human. Danny had considered cauterizing the wound with a high powered and focused ectoblast but he was worried it might do more harm than help if he wasn't careful enough.

The ghost boy glanced down at his chest making a futile effort to stem the bleeding. His palm was pressed firmly against the torn flesh of his chest, trying to block the warm red liquid which refused to stop oozing out of his body.

A shaky hand reached out to grab his soiled bandages, turning them intangible to remove the blood and sand which had accumulated on them. Without any way to obtain any new clean clothes or fresh bandages, this was the only way to prevent an infection. He carefully wound the bandages around his small torso, wincing slightly as the it brushed against his wounds. Once, satisfied with his handiwork, he turned his shirt intangible and pulled it over his bandages.

The back if his hand brushed against the crust in the corners of his tired eyes. Ever-present dark rings hung under below his eyes, giving him an almost panda like appearance, with a matching jumpsuit to go with the theme.

He then focused, turning the ground below him intangible, removing any traces of blood from the surface. He panted from the strain of using his powers, knowing well that he was in dire need to proper nourishment.

He got up slowly clutching his side, his black shirt that looked two sizes too big hung loosely on his small frame. The world around him swayed and spun, and he almost toppled over from vertigo but managed to catch himself in time. He really didn't feel like face planting into the dirt, again.

Dirt was thrown everywhere from his crash landing the night before, a peculiar human sized indent was evident of where he had spent the night. He quickly shuffled his feet through the pile, worn red sneakers kicking up dust, as he tried to cover up the evidence. Oh well, at least he knew which way he was headed.

Dim bluish-white rings burst forth from his waist, splitting apart to reveal Phantom, his ghostly glow having lost its usual brightness. What was previously the powerful aura of a fiery youth now had become the dying glow of a broken glow stick. Phantom's skinny frame looked frail and fragile, his hair no longer its signature snow-white colour.

Phantom hovered into the air, only advancing a few feet before falling back onto the ground. His transformation quickly fizzled out, leaving an exhausted Danny Fenton behind to wander around the desert by foot.

He ran a hand through his tangled hair and sighed. Today was going to be a long day.

He ambled towards the road, using his enhanced vision to scan the road. There wasn't a vehicle in sight. Danny sighed again, starting the slow trek towards the next city.

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A/N: Oh and i realised other writers do that reply to review thing so i have a short version here where I'll mostly just answer questions and some of the longer reviews that ya got. But I really do appreciate your reviews even if i dont reply! so to everyone who reads and reviews, THANK YOU!

Serulium: Thank you for your advice! I really appreciate it!

anonymous: Well the theme of BH6 is kinda japanese and the name i chose means to never forget in japanese, referencing how hiro and danny should never and would probably never forget the loved ones they have lost