A/N: A brand new story. Constructive criticism is nice but not flames. Please review

Summary: AU. Danny got ghost powers when he was five. Scared that they would not accept him, he ran away. However the Guys in White captured him. When, he turned 14, there was an explosion which made Danny escape.

It was an endless sea of white. To most people, it was the color of purity, hope and good. However, it was different meaning to fourteen-year-old Danny. He curled up on the floor into a small ball. To Danny, the color white was the meaning of evil, injustice and malice. Danny tried to ignore the blinding whiteness as he tried to just sleep. He was way small and thin for most fourteen year olds. His thin blue shirt that could barely bare with the cold clung onto his pale, sweaty skin that showed his ribcage. He was so skinny that anyone could count how many ribs he had. His hair was matted down with sweat. His shirt stained with green and red, it looked old and worn out. The cage was so small that Danny could barely stretch.

Danny squeezed his eyelids shut as he tried to find a comfy corner. The ceramic blue tiles were mercilessly cold...just like the Guys in White.

"Wake up, Freak!" A dreaded, but familiar voice yelled. Danny cracked open his eyes and looked at black shoes. He looked up to see a man in a white suit. His hair blonde, Danny could see his emotionless bottle green eyes through his sun shades as it stared at him intensely. Danny cowered at the intensity and tried to stand up. However, he was still too weak from yesterday's experiment. Danny felt the yesterday's drug kicking in as he coughed up a bit of blood that was stark contrast to his sheet-pale face. He was even surprised he had blood left in his body.

The Agent opened the door of his cage and kicked him. Danny winced.

"Are you going to walk or not?" The Agent asked. Danny did not reply. Whenever, he talked, he would get punishment. The Agent grabbed him by the scruff of his neck and dragged him. He already knew fighting was fruitless. He just acted like an 'obedient little experiment'. Danny stayed silent. His throat was still sore from screaming yesterday.

"Good Morning, Agent M," another Agent said as he lowered his gun. Agent M put his ID card against the scanner and the door opened.

A female computerised voice said," Welcome, Agent M,"

The room was white...just like every other room in this damn building. The room had a wide assortment of paraphernalia that was used to dissect ghosts. It was like a living hell. However, Danny knew there was no escape. They strapped him down. The cold metal cuffs that held him down were rubbed with ectoranium that caused a dull burning sensation on his skin. His wrists had angry red bumps that the Guys In White had said were blisters. There were also burn marks in his skin.

A scientist with a clipboard walked in. He was wearing white. Danny could say that he could live the rest of his life without white. He twirled his ever greying moustache, his sea blue eyes staring intensely at the clipboard in his grip.

"Well, hello, there, Danny," The scientist started. The scientist sent him looks of pity. The scientist was the only one who treated him like human. That was when the GIW agents were not around. He usually tried to send inhumane experiments in a later date but the Guys-in-White would always refuse. The scientist usually tried to bandage him or stitch him when the GIW were not around but now, that they have installed security cameras, it was not an option.

Agent M walked in and said," Don't pity it. It has no feelings are whatsoever. All it causes is destruction,"

"Umm...actually, I...I'm a h-he and I-I ha-have f-feel-feelings," Danny stuttered in a raspy voice. Danny widened his eyes as Agent M glared at his furiously, the tip of his ears going red.

"What did you say?" he asked in fury. Danny stayed quiet as the Agent opened the cuffs and grabbed him. Agent M threw his against the wall, all he felt was pain. He was starting to see stars dancing in his blurry vision, the voices getting softer and distorted. His pale face was purplish. The scientist watched in horror as Agent M kicked the boy in the stomach and in the back. The boy coughed out copious amounts of blood that stained the floor. The boy's eyes were squeezed shut as the agent mercilessly threw his against the wall. He heard a crack. He must have broken something. Finally, Agent M's fury faded, a whimper escaped the boy's lips. He was still curled up in the corner, there was a single tear staining his pale face. Danny thought, Why did I run away?

LINE BREAK

Danny cracked open his eyes, he was in his room again with the dull white walls and that luminescent clock that ticked and tocked as the minutes passed by. Danny did not know how long had it been since he was captured. It must be years. Everything here was slow and painful. Danny closed his eyes when he felt someone seize him by his neck. Danny coughed and cracked his eyes open. It was an agent. Danny closed his eyes not bothering to se which agent it was.

He was brought into a room. The dull white walls stained with a vibrant green and red. The place he was experimented in. Danny whimpered, his face was still bruised but the purple was slightly faded, thanks to his healing factor. However, his feeling factor was faster than this...it must be the drug they gave yesterday. Danny sighed miserably as they strapped him down the table. He could feel the coldness of the metal cuffs. Danny cracked open one of his eyes and saw a machine. It had all sorts of needles and sharp things that Danny hated.

"Like this?" The agent asked with a malicious smirk.

Danny kept silent.

"Well, you better get used to do this as there are more machines like this,"

Danny nodded unnoticeably. Danny felt his chest constrict. He closed his eyes and gulped. Her felt a piercing, excruciating pain in where his core was. Danny screamed. He was still surprised that his voice was still strong enough to scream. He screamed so loud that he could not scream anymore. Danny sent pleading looks, tears brimmed in his eyes.

"Like it. We are taking a core sample," The agent said as he laughed at the boy's pain.

Danny's throat was so sore. All he could do was open his mouth but nothing came out. Danny felt himself breathing faster and quicker. It was a short quick breath. It was like a gasp. Danny started coughing copious amount of bloods. The blood stained his face and his thin blue shirt. Beads of sweat formed from his forehead. It felt so long when it was finished. Danny was still gasping for air. He could not breathe. His vision turned blurry and fell unconscious.

LINE BREAK

BOOM! Danny was startled awake. Danny looked around. His cage was half-way broken and there was a humongous hole on the ceiling. He can escape now. Danny felt hope brew in him. The hope was all he needed. He got a renewed energy as he flew out of the hole as far as possible from this darn building. It was night. He remembered those times when his mother and he would sit on the roof as she would whisper to him all the facts and constellation. Danny could remember a few of them like the Scorpius, the biggest star, Sirius in the Canis Major and a few others. Danny has always like the star, Sirius. It was the brightest star and the Dog star. Canis Major is the Great Dog. From the first time, he heard it till now, he had remembered it. Danny had smiled...it was a small one. But, it was genuine. He had smiled the first time in years.

The wind pulled back his snow white hair. His black and white jumpsuit clung onto his skin, it revealed his skinny body. However, he did not care about that. He ignored it but he knew he needed food. He felt his stomach squirming but what could he eat. He had no money. Danny flew above a forest that separated Amity Park and the GIW headquarters. Danny decided to land and eat something. He dove into the canopy of leaves and landed on the ground. He was so thankful that he had found a forest. Probably, he can make a home here and live here forever.

Danny felt a bit light-headed. Danny realized a stitch had opened. It was a week ago. Right before the installment of security cameras. The Guys in White agents were not around, the scientist did it. He was the only one who was nice to him. He sometimes checked if he was okay and smuggle some food for him. Danny was grateful to him. He wished he can thank him for his help. He wondered if the scientist had caused the explosion purposely to let him escape.

Danny shrugged. He was a stray apple growing on the tree. He flew and plucked it gently. He fingered the apple curiously and took a small, tentative bite out of it...it was actually sweet and delicious. He slowly enjoyed the taste and took more bites of it. He quickly gobbled it up. He was satisfied. He felt his energy level rise a bit. He changed to his human form. Two white rings wrapped around him with warmth as he became the black haired, blue eyed Danny Fenton. He only knew his first name was Danny but his last name, he was not so sure. He looked at the gash and pressed it gently. He hissed in pain, his hand were stained with red blood with small green flecks.

Danny was actually starting to feel a bit light-headed. He did not know what to do. He wondered if there were more people like the scientist. The scientist was the only person nice to him. He sometimes smuggled in food for him and talked to him like he was any ordinary kid except his voice was softer. He wondered if the scientist had caused the explosion purposely so he can escape.

He can't go back to the Guys in White facility. He pressed his gash tightly. He knew this was not good. He had to find something that will help him. His hand was stained with more of his blood. He felt his head swirl. He pressed the wound tighter. He felt the sides of his vision darken slightly. Danny struggled with his conscience. He can't go unconscious now. He needed to find something that will help him. He pressed his wound even tighter, he bit his tongue to prevent his from screaming.

He was now in the outskirts of the town. Danny started walking through the line of houses. Danny felt weaker and weaker. He staggered, still struggling with his conscience. Danny saw a house that stood out. It was a huge three-storey mansion. Danny felt his vision darken, his legs go jelly. No, no, no, he can't pass out now!, he thought in desperation.

However, he felt the darkness consume over him. The last thing he heard was hushed voices. One of them said," We need to get him to hospital,"

A/N: It is not like the usual stories I have seen so far. I don't want to spoil so I'll keep my big mouth shot.