At first it was just little things. The little taunts that Vlad threw at him became a bit harsher, The fights even harder to win, and most of all the overall vibe he gave off. It was like Vlad was getting tired of him, almost. Danny didn't worry about it too much, it was Vlad, right? Good riddance if the Fruit Loop got sick of him.

It still didn't make sense as to why Vlad did it. Did....That. He wanted Danny as a son! He had asked him to be his apprentice, he wanted to teach him, Vlad wanted his MOM! Not Danny. It was completely unlike him.

"What do you want, Vlad. Just because I don't have my powers doesn't mean I'm going to go along with whatever you tell me to do!"

"Well I certainly wasn't planning on that, but it would make things go a bit smoother."

No. No. No. No. NO! Vlad was evil but he still had some morals. He wouldn't go that far to get what he wanted. Even if he did want that. Which was impossible in the first place!

'He would kill your Father to get Mom. Vlad doesn't have morals.'

It never happened. It couldn't have happened. That was the only explanation because things like that just. Didn't. Happen. Vlad was in love with Maddie, not Danny. If anyone would be in danger it would have been her.

'You don't need to love someone to rape them.'

That wasn't true. Vlad would never....he wouldn't.....do....that! Not to Danny. Sometimes he could be a bit obsessive but not to the extreme point.

'You keep assuming someone like him has morals. He doesn't. He'll do anything to get what he wants.'

But what would be the point of that! Why would he want it! He didn't want it! Nothing HAPPENED!

Danny dragged himself to the door of Fenton Works while these thoughts kept bouncing through his brain. It's all he could think about and it just wouldn't stop. He kept coming to the same conclusion again and again, it didn't happen. Even though the other part of his brain kept nagging to stop deluding himself. Of course it happened, what proof did have that it didn't?

Inside it was normal. Dad was fumbling with a new project on the kitchen table, Mom was making dinner, and Jazz was doing homework on the couch. No flashing neon sign pointing at him, no one staring at him like a freak, nothing. It wasn't right.

Trying his best not to draw any attention to himself Danny walked as silently as possible in front of Jazz. Knowing her she'd try to find something not normal about going through the living room.

"Shouldn't you be out with Sam and Tucker?" Sam asked from deep inside a text book, scribbling down notes in the binder next to her.

Not stopping Danny started up the stairs. "I'm grounded, remember." He almost flinched at the harsh tone of his voice. It wasn't Jazz's fault, but if anyone was to find out it would be her. Jazz payed way to much attention to detail, and of course she would tell everyone.

'Would that be such a bad thing? Vlad would be out of your life and you wouldn't have to worry about him every time you turned around. Just tell her what he did!'

"Danny, you are grounded but you don't have to go straight to your room as soon as you come home." He ignored her and did just that.

When asked what their sanctuary was most people would probably say their room. Before Danny would have agreed, it had been the one place he didn't have to be a hero, or lie about being a hero. Now, he hated it. At school he had to deal with Sam and Tucker's constant worrying about him. But at least it was a distraction. In his room he had nothing but his thoughts.

Throwing his backpack into a pile of dirty laundry something caught caught Danny's eye. It was a cream colored envelope with one word on it.

Danny