Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ Save Me From The Darkness ❯ Chapter 4

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Sam awoke an hour before Danny was to be home, her eyes wide as she took in the unfamiliar surroundings, worry reflecting in her amethyst orbs. 'Where am I?' she wondered before it all came back. She had been saved, taken from her parents. While she was grateful for his assistance, the young female wondered how it would work out in the end. Would it end as it always did before? Would she be back there, her father touching her in ways that felt so wrong and yet, he had told her that it was normal for the male in the family to touch their child, to get her used to the touches she would receive from the man who would be her husband... Shuddering at those same thoughts she climbed out of bed, unsure of where she should go now.

She had never been allowed to do anything in her home, except to go outside on the occasion so that she wasn't super pale from her lack of food. Being light skinned was considered beautiful in the circle of her parents and yet, to be sickly in color would only cast her as unsuitable. She could recall all those times, even as a young child, of being thrust out before others to look her over. Fingers pulling at her raven locks, others touching her body in ways that she found herself recoiling from. Her parents had only stood by, watching as their friends poked and prodded at her small form, listening to the questions of her size, her age, and how pure she was. She had hated it, but understood quickly enough that if she squirmed that she would find herself in that hole that Danny had taken her from. She would be starved, forced to endure the lack of food for days on end until they felt she had learned her lesson.

There were times that even after days without food that she had come out from the darkness with that same mood that had sent her there, but over time she had stopped fighting them... at least less than she had before. She had run at one time, finding herself lost in the park watching other kids enjoy the freedom doing what they wished. Those days had been wonderful and yet, she knew she didn't fit in there, wasn't destined to enjoy such freedoms and then the fear had taken over her small form. She watched as some children shoved at a small boy, his teal eyes narrowing at his tormentors before they started beating on him. She had stayed in the shadows, only ten at the time, unsure what to do. She couldn't stand how the boy was being treated, but while she wanted to help him she was afraid of who would see her and what the would do.

His cries had filled the air, but no one, not the adults walking by or the other kids nearby, would aid in getting the other children away from him. One girl, a raven haired girl with cold teal eyes, had stood by as the blond and the Asian kid continued to thrash the small red headed kid. Finally, when she could take the sounds of misery no more, Sam had rushed to his aid, shoving at the blond male first. "Leave him alone!" At her cry the other boy stepped back, his eyes wide at the small girl before them. The other girl glared at her, shock and anger flashing in her teal eyes. "You're just a big meanie!"

"And you think that bothers me?" the blond stated before shoving her. Sam didn't weigh much so that shove knocked her into the red headed kid behind her, their heads knocking together, but the little raven haired girl didn't care. She moved to stand again, unafraid of the trio before her, not that the Asian kid said much, just watched the interaction between her and the blond.

"I hope you die!" the little girl spat, her anger boiling and for the first time in her life she found herself taking down another person, striking another human being. She was using every bit of her energy as she sat on top of the blond male's chest, her little fists slamming into his face quickly as the frustration from her own life gave her strength to pummel him. The other girl was staring in shock at the blood that burst from the blond child's nose, the red substance coating Sam's little fists.

"Kwan! Get her off of him!" the Hispanic girl cried out, fear in her tone before she noted that the raven haired girl was now looking at her, her eyes flashing in warning before turning that gaze on the other male. Kwan didn't move, his eyes wide as he shook his head. "Damn it!" She shoved Sam off of the blond before yelling at the blond. "How can you let a little girl beat you up, Dash?! I thought you were going to be a football player?!" The boy in question was looking rather dazed, his blue eyes turning black and blue from the beating, but he didn't look too upset, just mildly embarrassed. He looked up at the Hispanic girl before looking at the red faced girl glaring at him, his blood dripping from her fists.

"Samantha!" At the sound of her name, the raven haired child blanched, her body frozen as her mother and father came rushing over, anger glittering in their gazes. She couldn't move and at first, it seemed like none of them could, all the children looking at the pair of adults, but when it appeared that they were in the clear the trio rushed off, the red head muttering his thanks before running in the opposite direction. Noting that there were still others in the park her mother grabbed her, forcing a sob from her lips as she wailed about how afraid they were. Sam knew it was false, that they were just putting on a show as they rushed her out of the park, her small form struggling as she whimpered in fear.

That night had been the worse, the moment her father had touched her the first time in a way that she had instantly recoiled from. She felt shame for the feelings that had followed that. She had felt her body react in a way that she didn't want to acknowledge. He had assured her that it was natural to want such touches, but only from those that were allowed to do such a thing to her. It seemed to like the touch even as she felt bile rise in her throat, but she knew that if she threw up that she would be forced into the pile of vomit, the feel of it against her face and in her nose making her stomach roll with more of it at the ready. She failed to hear the door open as her body broke out in goosebumps at the thought that he might touch her again.

"Sam?" She turned to find Maddie there, her eyes concerned as she took in the fear that reflected back at her from the small girl's gaze. "You want to go with me to get you something to wear?" Sam looked down at Danny's clothing still on her and shook her head. She didn't want the other woman to take her out of the house, the thought that her parents might see her or that the woman before her would see how small she was, how her skin seemed to mold to her bones. "I know that you're scared, but you need something that fits you better," the older woman said as she entered the room. "You can pick whatever you want."

"I, um, I like this," she stated, pulling on the sweatpants with a soft smile.

"We can get you your own too." Sam looked thoughtful. She could wear clothing like him? She liked his clothing and while it was too baggy, it hid her small body. "I won't judge you for something out of your control sweetheart." Finally Sam nodded, her eyes downcast. Maddie reached out, taking the small girl in a hug before rocking slightly. At first Sam tensed, unused to such comfort that the mother of Danny was giving her, but soon found herself relaxing as she smiled. It felt good. A touch that pulled at her heart and calmed her mind. Following the older woman out of the house, still barefoot they headed off to the store.

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Danny came home right after they had left, Tucker following behind him with his backpack full of devices to set up in the halfa's room. When they entered the home to find only his father home, his mother and Sam missing Tucker noted that his friend seemed mildly worried. "Your mother wouldn't have done anything before talking to you about it, dude," the dark skinned male stated, his father's voice filtering from the lab that was closed to their left.

"I know," the halfa muttered, moving toward the closed door. "I just want to know where they went." Entering the lab they found Jack, his father, leaning over the panel that worked the Ghost Portal, his voice frustrated with the device that he had been tinkering with since his son had become the Phantom. His parents had found out about what he had done months after he had stepped into on a whim. He had hidden it for fear that not only would they be upset with him, but that they might treat him like the ghosts they hunted and while they had been mad at him, they had been more concerned with his health. "Hey, dad," he said as he reached out to touch his father on the shoulder. The bulking figure of his father turned toward him, the tool in his hand falling to his side as he placed it on the table to his right.

"Hey, son, met that little thing you brought home," he said with a frown. Danny could see his father's mind working on what to say, knowing that his father was not really upset at what he had done, but more like his mother in the respect that Sam was unlike any child they had ever come across. "Tiny little thing she is and while I agree with your actions, don't do that again." Danny nodded.

"Where is she?" the halfa inquired.

"Oh, your mom took her to the store to get some clothing," he said before turning back to his work. "Can't have that little girl walking around with your clothing swamping her." Sighing he thanked his father before heading out of the lab with Tucker. Tucker was more intrigued with what this girl looked like, especially with how his friend's father had described her. If what Danny had said was true and that the girl was around their age, then for Jack to say that the clothing belonging to the slender teen in front of him, swamped the girl... well, that was saying a lot.

"Let's get it set up before they get back," the raven haired halfa stated, both of them rushing to complete their task in setting up the cameras that would help in proving that Sam didn't need to go back to her home.