Firebreather X Danny Phantom

Chapter 18

            Saturday, November 19th.

Danny finally woke up. He wasn't wearing the cuffs, nor in the capsule anymore, instead he was in a heavily furnished white room. Everything about it seemed like a normal bedroom; shelves with books, a clock that provided the date, even a separate bathroom. All except for the green glowing, steel, bolted door. Danny walked over to the door and peeked through the eye slot. Like many of the other rooms nearby, there were guards posted outside.

He backed away from the door, sub-consciously putting his hand on his forehead. This isn't good... I should've thought this through. Who knows how long I'll be here. As Danny sat on the bed, he noticed a table with a bottle and a note on it. He walked over and picked up the bottle. 'Ointment' was written on the label. Still holding the bottle, he lifted the note and looked over it.

"Scans showed us the stitches on your chest. Give this a try." With no signature for who wrote it. Danny sighed and followed the advice. He undressed enough to see that about half of the wounds had scabbed over while the other half was very close to having the skin back together. Danny gagged at the first whiff of the translucent cream, but ignored it once application began. Surprisingly, the ointment numbed what was left of the pain and Danny could feel the healing process being sped up.

Once he had finished, the door was unlocked and both Dr. Pytel and Blitz came in.

"Mornin', sunshine." Blitz greeted.

"Hello, Danny! I'm Dr. Pytel. I didn't get the chance to properly introduce myself when you were last here. You don't mind if we do a few analysis tests, do you?" She hurriedly asked.

"Uh... what do you mean by a few?" Danny winced.

"When she says a few, she actually means: this will take a while." Blitz groaned.

Dr. Pytel placed a steel bracelet on Danny's wrist. "This is for blood pressure." She explained as she pressed different buttons. Once she was finished, the bracelet expanded to the point where Danny could feel his pulse against the cold metal.

"70/120. Huh. No different than any other boy your age. Not what I was expecting at all." Dr. Pytel commented, quickly pulling out a clipboard Danny had not seen earlier, and scribbling on it.

Danny cringed when he realized what Blitz had meant. Dr. Pytel was no evil scientist, yet was lost in her research. Friendly for sure, but even that couldn't make Danny comfortable in knowing he was just another new test subject. Dr. Pytel eventually led Danny to a room with an examination table.

"I need you to lay down and just stay still. Heck, the table doesn't even have restraints." She pointed out.

Danny gingerly put himself on the cold metal, which quickly made itself known through the back of his shirt. Danny looked around as Dr. Pytel began typing commands into her computer.

"By the way Danny," She suddenly said, "How did you receive such lacerations on your chest?"

Danny glanced down at his hoodie where the cuts would be. "I got into a fight with Duncan." Looking up, he added, "I still won though."

"A fight with Duncan? That would explain Commander Blitz's little report of seeing Duncan with minor injuries of his own the other day..."

He quickly noticed that Blitz was leaning against a wall by the door, overlooking the whole operation with no emotion on his face. The table was soon overlapped by a hollow, circular device that moved up and down vertically as a light scanned Danny's body.