I'm evil, pure evil. _ I take way to much pleasure in tortuing the characters. Anyway this is an AU story (duh) based off the 'backstory' from smallvillephantom14's story Glowing isn't All That Bad. It's a great story and the author is amazing, and was kind enough to let me write this so go check it out! :D

I don't own DP because if I did it would be more for teens and, hopefully, way better! (Sorry Butch Hartman! :P ) And the main 'plot' to this story belongs to smallvillephantom!

So anyway please enjoy Chapter 1!

"Freak!' His father calls from the other room. 'Get out here and grab me another beer!"

The 13 year old boy shifted slightly in nervousness before putting down his space-ship modal. He moved quickly and silently into the kitchen, moving over to the fridge. He opened it and wrinkled his nose as the gross smell coming from inside.

He sighed slightly, taking out the molded pizza his mom had bought a month ago, and tossed it into the trash. He looked back inside, most of the space take up by beer and wine (His dad and mom's favorite drinks respectively), and snatched up the closed of the beers.

He hurried back into the living room, popping the top off with the bottle opener he had gotten on the way out, and handed it silently to the bear of a man on the couch. He wasn't like a bear height wise so much as in weight, it made Danny wonder how he was able to get up when his neck had three more chins then it was meant to. It made him almost glad he took after his mother in structure.

"Now get lost, kid. My game is on." His father says carelessly.

Danny just nodded quietly and walked away, he was use to his father not thanking him and ignoring him, it was nothing new to him.

The front door opened and his mom walked in. Her long brown hair tied back in a fancy braid, long thin body barely covered by her mini-dress. Gold hoop earrings hung from her ears, make up covered her face. Her lips were painted red and her violet eye-shadow seemed to make her byzantium eyes (like his) sparkle.

She took off her purse and set it to the side. "I'm home!"

His dad turned to look at her with his mud brown eyes before shrugging. "Whatever. When's dinner?"

His mom sighed. "I'm too tired to cook, tonight was busy. We can just call take out."

Danny looked down when she said busy. His mom was a waitress at some club. His dad may not know what she meant but Danny did, it meant she had been 'hanging-out' with some other guy again. The only reason Danny knew was because one of then had come home with her one time when his dad was out at the bar with his friends.

His mom wasn't as bad as his dad, she at least acknowledge him from time to time and not to just ask for her wine, so he had promised that he wouldn't tell dad.

His mom patted him on the head absently as she walked by him, going into the kitchen to make the call for take out again.

He stayed his room the rest of the night, only coming to get his food when it got there and for the bathroom. His parents didn't give him a bed time so by the time 11:30 had rolled by he was still wide awake. He could hear them arguing about something in the living room but chose to ignore it in favor of reading his space books.

He had heard them fight plenty of times before, he use to cry and hold one of his stuffed toys till they stopped but after his dad took them all away (saying he was a boy and didn't need girl-y baby toys) so now he just ignored it and worked on his modals or read books.

He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice their voices had gotten closer to his door until it was thrown open. He flinched back in shock as his father stormed in, mom hanging off his arm as she tried to pull him back.

"Leave him alone!' She cried, make up smearing on her cheeks. 'It's not his fault! I made him promise! Don't you dare hurt him!"

Danny took this on in shock, not understanding what was playing out before him.

"But the stupid kid went along with it!' His dad hissed, hand tightening around the belt Danny just noticed. 'You wait woman, your punishment is next."

Danny yelped as he father moved closer, he tried scrabbling backwards but the taller male just grabbed him by his unruly brown hair. He hissed in pain as he was pulled off his bed and onto the floor, face being shoved into the dusty carpet.

His mother continued to try to wrestle his dad off of him, but it was useless because of his larger size. Danny tried to wiggle free but the same weight that kept his mom from moving his dad kept him pressed on the ground.

He felt the belt hit his back making him gasp at the strong sting that was left behind. His eyes misted slightly as it hit three more times. He let out gasps and small sobs every time, till his mom finally got in a lucky hit.

She was crying too, she pulled her fist back as far as she could and throw it back into dad's jaw. There was a small crack sound and dad yelled in pain. Dad turned his fierce mud colored eyes at her, he let go of the belt and back-handed mom away.

She cried out in pain as the back of her head met the wall with a harsh thud. She dropped like a doll to the ground, not moving.

Danny slipped from under his dad and ran to her. "MOM!"

"Rat!' His dad hissed. 'This is entirely your fault! When I get my hands on you!"

Danny ran as fast as he could, trying to get to the front door and hopefully away from here. His dad caught up to him in the living room, throwing him into the couch and making both him and his dad's forgotten beer fall on the ground. Some had landed on his face and in his mouth making his throat burn. He gagged and tried to cough it out but his dad now had his knee on his chest, pressing down enough to make it hard to breath.

"Now I'm going to kill you, you little freak." He growls darkly, pulling a pocket knife from his pants.

Danny acted without thinking, he grabbed the beer bottle's neck and swung it at hard as he could at his father's temple. When he dropped the knife in pain Danny kicked him in the gut and quickly crawled from under him. Without looking back he ran out the door, around the corner, and down the block. Not once looking back until their- his old house was completely out of view.

Danny woke up suddenly at the sound of thunder. He sighed quietly and crawled out of his box, yes box. He had been on the streets for about 3 months now, ever since that night. He sighed again, he had found a newspaper and learned what happened after he left.

His mom was dead, head fractured after hitting the wall and had died instantly. The neighbors had told the police about his dad's abuse to him and mom, so his dad was sentenced to 6 years in prison for homicide, attempt at homicide and child abuse.

The police were looking for him, he knew that by all the 'Have you seen this kid?' posters all over town. So he went to the next town over, he didn't want to be put in some foster home; he had heard those could sometimes be worse then being on the streets and he wasn't willing to take the chance.

He scavenged from trash cans and sometimes recycling bens. He would take then to the recycling places and get money to get food. He had bought a new shirt, a cheap but thin one, since his other one had rips from when he was hit with the belt. His back had some scars from it, being as he had been able to get them treated properly. 4 lines that went from his left shoulder to his right hip sometimes were crossing over each other but mostly staying straight. He had bought a long sleeve turtle neck, because he didn't want people to see the scars and winter would be coming soon anyway.

He was 'camping' in an alley for now, since the storm looked strong.

He shuddered when he saw a small flash of lightning and heard the boom of thunder.

Suddenly he noticed out of the corner of his eyes a green glow. His curiosity peaked and he walked slowly towards it. He turned the corner that lead deeper into the alley and his ocean blue eyes widened in surprise. It was round, it glowed an eerie green that lit the whole alley and floated in midair. Danny felt drawn to it for some reason and couldn't stop him self from walking towards it. It was small actually, only as big as a computer monitor, but seemed to be growing bigger. An odd feeling sent it self in Danny's gut as his hand slowly went to reach it.

He hesitated for a moment, slightly pulling his hand away, before shaking off the feeling.

Just as his fingers touched it lightning flashed, a pen-prick feeling traveled though his body before it went numb. He heard him self scream in pain just before all faded to black.

The songs I was listening to while writing this were: Sweet Dreams (Are made of this) by (Emily Browning version), Pain by Three Days Grace, and Now Your're Gone by Bass Hunter.

Hope you liked! :D R&R plz! Ta.

GWDG