Had the idea a while ago, finally did it. Please review. I do not own anything but my brain.

Chapter 1: Oops
He had done it. After weeks and weeks of thinking and observing everything, he had found a way to escape. Danny resisted the urge to smile. He knew if he showed he was happy about something, the GIW would stop at nothing to take that something away. Just like they took away his family, his friends, and most recently, his sight.
He also knew if he was going to escape, it had to be soon. He was getting weaker all the time, and he would soon be too weak to fight. And he needed to fight, needed to keep defying these sick monsters. So it had to be soon. He now knew how he was going to escape, he just needed to know when.
Danny felt the usually still air move as the door opened. The door squeaked so quietly, he knew he was probably the only one who could hear it. He remained still. No need to imply that he was capable of thoughts. He listened as they walked in-only two, from the sound of it.
"Hey freak." one of them said, a sneer evident in his voice. Danny pretended to jump, keeping up the facade that he hadn't heard them come in.
"How's the vision?" the other said, with equal snark.
"Great." He responded, still not looking up.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, now I only smell you." He turned his face upward, and was pleased by the shocked gasp that he heard. He knew his sightless eyes gave agents the willies-why else would they make him constantly wear bandages? Other than the fact that his eyes occasionally bled, of course. The kick came swiftly, catching him in the chest. "You probably didn't see that either!" Although the words were angry, Danny sensed just a touch of fear behind them.
Without any more delay, the agents grabbed him and began leading him toward the lab he'd come to know so well. They tripped him several times on the way, and each time Danny had to force himself not to dodge there feet. The agents thought he couldn't see, and they were right. But in the months since they'd blinded him, he'd begun to hear better than ever before. Especially if he made noises and listened to the echoes. If-no, when he got out, he was fairly sure he could move without a guide.
Before they strapped him down, one of them wrapped several layers of bandages tightly around his head, covering his eyes completely. As they walked away, he heard the other comment,"Those eyes- I swear, they give me nightmares." Danny had to exert all his mental strength not to grin. It was so much fun to horrify the agents with there own work.
"Ah, hello there!"
Danny stiffened. No, not him, please not him. His expression darkened.
"Oh, I see you remember me. I hope there aren't any hard feelings about the whole blindness thing. We couldn't have you escaping."
Ugh, it was him. "Shut up." Danny grumbled, turning his head away from the voice. Of all the agents of the GIW, Danny hated him the most. It didn't matter what torture was inflicted on him, or what experiment the GIW tried. He was always there, watching Danny like a vulture. It was the one who'd smiled as his family was murdered, the one who laughed as his eyes were burned out with blood blossoms-Agent Z.
Z feigned surprise. "Do you really hate me so much? Oh well, I suppose I'll need to do todays experiment the hard way."
Although he could hear annoyance creeping into Z's voice, Danny said,"Why so surprised? I've always despised you." He added,"I'm actually glad I don't have to look at your face anymore- Zerum."
If there was one thing that set Z off, it was calling him by his hated nickname. "Still haven't learned respect, huh? I have just the thing for that."
Zerum's footsteps moved across the room. Danny kept his head still, following his progress with his ears. His heart sank as he heard the clinking of scalpels. Of all the tortures they used, he hated the scalpels the most. They were used for the slow, agonizing tortures. They were the cause of his greatest pains, they were evil, they were-
Stop it. He ordered himself. They're tools, nothing more. It's the men using them that are evil.
Zerum came back over. "You see, I've been observing you the past few weeks." He twirled the scalpel. As he did, Danny focused on it, hearing the air move out of the way as it turned. "And I've realized. You don't behave the way a blind person should." Danny felt himself stiffen, but his mind was to mesmerized by the blade. He couldn't decide if his heart was frozen or beating too fast. Good grief, that scalpel sounded sharp. How did that even work!?
"The original plan for today was another dissection. But you were so rude to me, I think I'm going to do something much worse." Danny suddenly felt Zerum's warm breath wash over his face, and he involuntarily jerked away, his head clanging painfully on the table as he did. "Maybe, cut out your tongue? Or the spine? Hmm, but them we'd have to carry you to the table."
Danny suddenly felt a searing pain in his left cheek. He tried to jerk away, but Zerum grabbed a fistful of his hair and held him down. "Blood blossom extract. You'll be in pain before I even start cutting." Zurum jerked the scalpel, and it sliced into Danny's face. He gasped, again trying to jerk away.
Danny's skin hissed as Zerum dragged the blade down his cheek. "Oops."
Danny didn't know what it was, but that made him snap. That little word, said so casually, made his brain fill with nothing but rage. His normally black vision turned bloody red, and he screamed like he'd never screamed before. The most powerful Ghostly Wail he had ever released exploded outward, obliterating everything in its path. Danny stopped almost immediately, the onslaught of super loud noise nearly deafening him. But even though it only lasted a second, the Ghostly Wail sapped nearly all his energy. As what little senses he had began to fade, Danny had just enough time to think that it had been an incredibly stupid thing to do.