Author's blurb:

Hope everyone is having a good year so far. I still do not have a beta, sadly I probably never will. So, apologizing in advance for grammar, punctuation, and all the other errors. I will correct them as I find them. I tend to find a million after I publish a chapter. Hopefully people are enjoying the story thus far. I am making this up as I go, fingers crossed the plot pixies do not abandon me until I am done. Just a reminder I do not own Danny Phantom or Sanctuary, that goes to the shows respective owners.

Danny's whole body spasmed as a sharp jolt of electricity flowed through him, muscles tensing before he crumpled onto the grey crushed rocks scattered about the ground. His phantom form forsaking him for the umpteenth time while he groaned in the dust. A tall, slightly overweight man stood over him, gripping a cattle prod. Deep grey eyes hiding behind the wide candy red framed glasses resting on his short nose.

"You caused me to lose one of my hunters. This makes me unhappy." His voice deep and fuelled with anger.

Pressing the button on the cattle prod gripped tightly in his hand, admiring the white and blue electricity crackling on the edge, before stunning Danny again and having two of his henchmen throw Danny into a rusted white van.

Danny did not know how long he was in the back of the windowless van for, nor how long it took for his body to recover from been zapped. He started banging on the doors trying to get them open when the vehicle abruptly ceased moving.

Three burly men dressed in navy blue suits unlocked the van doors. Danny stepped back, bailing himself as far back into the van as he could wedge himself trying to maintain distance from the men. He did not want to find out where he was. His instincts told him this was not a good place to be. Noticing the tracking band now missing from his wrist "How did they get it off?" he thought trying to focus enough to charge an ecto-blast.

The men jumped into the van grabbing him by his arms. Slowly they dragged Danny down a brightly lit hallway, he struggled to break free, why does his ghost half keep abandoning him when he needs his abilities most! Why do these guys have to be so strong?

They passed through a large room lined with several cages filled with people. No, these are not people, they are clearly abnormals, stuffed in cages so small they could not stand or move more than a few centimetres. The cages occupants looked like all hope had abandoned them, their bodies and minds appeared to be broken, empty vessels of what they once were. The only sound that filled the air was faint sobbing adding to the eerie vibe.

"Crap, no, "Danny thought as he looked over the room he was been dragged into. Concrete walls, stained with water and various other bits of gunk, several flickering lights from above, bare electrical wires hanging freely from the ceiling. A pile of dirty surgical tools stacked in a messy pile, seeing the abnormals in cages moments ago, he put all the facts together. This was some sort of abnormal experimental lab.

The burly men threw Danny onto one of the two cold stainless-steel tables in the middle of the room. He kicked and cussed as the they began binding his arms and legs in extremely tight restraints. Danny overheard one of the men as he mumbled something to his friend on the way out of the room, "That monster." The only words he managed to understand.

Danny yelled back, "I am not a monster!" tightening his fists in a mixture of fear and anger, trying to break free of his bonds.

"Yes, you are, all you disgusting creatures are." One of the men yelled back in spite.

The man that electrocuted him appeared in the room shortly after the others left, his new dark forest green suit making his large figure somehow seem bigger. He directed his attention to a blonde-haired man that followed him into the room "Find out what you can about this one," his deep voice echoed off the walls as he used two fingers to point at Danny.

The blonde-haired man replied quickly, "Yes sir," while he tied his shoulder length blonde locks back with a rubber band.

The large man didn't even look at Danny as he adjusted his glasses and left the room moments after he gave the orders to his employee, he didn't want to hang around this dirty lab any longer than he had to.

The blonde man turned on a nearby radio tuning it until classical violin music could be heard, placing it on the other steel table before he tied off a cream coloured apron covering the length of his body. He began opening Danny's shirt, cutting open the bandages with a rusted hunting knife, revealing the wounds beneath been held together with tight stitches. Danny had become accustomed to the pain from the non-healing claw marks he almost forgot they existed.

The strange man looked into Danny's blue eyes upon recognizing the wounds.

"One of the bosses Dirathons got its claws into you, didn't it? It's a shame." His accent is strong, although Danny could not seem to place its origin.

Picking up a scalpel, he didn't hesitate as he began cutting a deep vertical line down the length of Danny's chest.

Danny screamed at the top of his lungs from the pain, almost breaking his wrists in the restraints trying to get free. His tormentor ignored his blood curdling cries as he cut Danny over and over again, the scalpel cutting precise and clean gashes, blood dripping in a steady stream onto the floor. Danny screamed until he lost his voice and couldn't scream anymore, his chest heaving as he breathed heavy, fighting to stay alive.

Strips of skin where been taken from Danny's left forearm, the blonde-haired man holding the three by four-centimetre chunks of flesh into the light. Danny can see his ecto-blood dripping off the strips of flesh, his blood sparkling in the hazed lights. On the brink of passing out from the pain the human half of his body giving up the fight, his ghost half awakened in his semi-aware state. His whole body emanated ecto-energy, a bolt of green light filled the room, knocking his tormenter to the ground, the sound of glass breaking, metal hitting the floor and the radio suddenly stopping as it cracked in half on the ground. The ecto-blast damaging everything in the room in an instant, ice fractals running in all directions from around Danny's body following the blast and freezing everything in their wake.

The blonde-haired man freaked out, he has never seen anything like that before in his life, and he dissected abnormals for a living. He scurried across the floor and fled from the room, he needed to contact his boss, this specimen is too powerful for him to handle on his own.

Danny, with the last of his strength phased through the restraints, he tried to stand on his two feet, however the idea proved stronger than the action and he fell to the ground, landing in a puddle of his own blood on the dirty chipped tiles. Curling up where he lay closing his eyes to rest for a moment, he started to shiver from the freezing ice combined with large amounts of blood loss.

"Danny," Henry called when he entered the room, his eyes running over the gruesome scene. Pools of blood all over one the tables, still dripping down onto the semi-naked figure curled up on the ground. Henry felt sick to his stomach, he couldn't believe what lay before his eyes.

"Magnus, I found him, but you need to get here, Danny, he …... hurry "His voice shaky as he alerted everyone through the comms. Kneeling down in the melting ice by Danny's side, not touching him as he didn't know what to do, he is the gadget guy, he doesn't do the blood stuff.

"It's ok buddy, Magnus will be here soon." The five minutes he waited for his boss to arrive felt like an hour, for Danny it felt like an eternity.

Helen rushed to Danny, "What have they done to you?" she exclaimed upon seeing the state of the room and Danny. Henry got out of Helen's way, as she instantly dropped to Danny's side. Hastily pulling medical supplies out of her bag, putting on a pair of gloves then rolling Danny off his side and onto his back. "Bloody hell, they dissected you." She exclaimed in disbelief, using a handful of gauze to apply pressure to the worryingly deep cut running down his chest. Henry covered his mouth with both hands as he almost threw up at Helen's statement.

Danny was still conscious however didn't say a word, even if he tried his vocal chords where too damaged from screaming for any sound to pass his lips. His brilliant blue eyes pleading for help, he just wants the hurting to stop.

The painkillers Helen gave him took effect quickly, a wave of relief came over Danny as everything that hurt turned numb. Danny had never thought he would be happy to see the sanctuary team, under the circumstances he is somewhat relieved.

Helen calmly spoke into the comms, "Everyone, finish loading up all the abnormals and clear out." Motioning for Henry to pick up Danny, she needed to get him back to the Sanctuary fast, she couldn't patch him up here. This lab is disgusting, his wounds are probably already infected. Even though her bag of supplies is well equipped, she did not have close to enough tools to handle this kind of damage.

Back at the Sanctuary's operating theatre Henry once again placed Danny on the operating table and quickly left the room, he wanted no part in this. Helen walked in not long after Henry's departure, wearing a white long sleeve shirt under her scrubs, a surgical mask covering her face and a pair of clear glasses.

Danny groaned partially because the painkillers where already wearing off and partially because he realized he is in his least favourite room in the entire building. He began to attempt to sit up, however, instantly got stopped by Helen as her hand applied pressure to his shoulder gently forcing him to lay back down on the table.

"How about you trust me and stay put this time?" Helen suggested her tone a little serious, she noticed his eyes kept flickering between his normal blue and vivid green uncontrollably.

Danny swallowed before nodding slightly and resting his head on the table using all his willpower to stay put.

Helen wasted no time putting Danny under anaesthesia before she began the long, tedious process of repairing his damaged arteries and stitching his torn body back together.

Nikola Tesla soon joined Helen in the operating room, he had scrubbed in. He didn't want to miss out on an opportunity to learn something more about Danny the abnormal. "Need some assistance my dear Helen?"

She nodded, "Pass me those forceps." Gesturing towards a tray of instruments gleaming in the harsh synthetic lights.

"Bit gruesome," Tesla commented handing the forceps to Helen. Looking over Danny observing the ghost boy's wounds. A deep cut running from his bellybutton to his sternum branching out into a Y shape near his shoulders, two square patches of flesh cut from his left forearm, a deep gash along the bone of his right ribcage, his wrists and ankles a deep purple from fighting the restraints. Even as a vampire he thought what was done to Danny was barbaric.

"How on earth did he remain conscious?" Nicola queried handing Helen another pair of forceps without her even having to ask, he had been by Helen's side with surgeries so many times in the past he could tell what she needed before she had to utter a word.

"I have no idea, he truly is remarkable."

"If it was me, I would have put him under before I dissected him. No point in killing a specimen due to excruciating pain before you discover all their secrets." Tesla smiled sadistically.

"Nikola" Helen gasped glancing up, albeit not surprised by Tesla's comment.

Assisting Helen reminded Tesla of the old days. They have always worked well together, even with their differences. However, their jobs, no, their passions, rarely let them both work in the same place for long periods of time.

Working in perfect sync the pair finished stitching the final row of stitches along Danny's ribs.

Stepping out of the theatre, Helen pulled down her mask breathing a sigh of relief looking back into the room, where Danny lay. She had done all she could, the rest was up to him. She is going to keep him sedated for a few days, he still isn't the most cooperative patient, it will be easier to care for him if he didn't fight every step of the way.

Danny's surgery had taken a little over four hours with Tesla's assistance, now she had the eighteen other abnormals to tend to that her team had rescued from the lab they found Danny in. Telsa had bailed on her since he had no interest in the other abnormals, it was going to be a long night.