Slave| Hollywood Undead|AU|

Chapter 8

Hello guys, the end is near only 2 more chapters and an Epilogue to go after this. After the sort of semi relaxed last chapter the drama will start kicking up a bit. I hope people are still enjoying this story!

Danny will now be 25 from this chapter onwards as I move past November and now skip forward into January.

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Danny p.o.v

We are in Mile's car on the way back to the old base. Miles wanted Jorel to come as the leader of the Undead gang to oversee the demolition of the old base before the tunnels that were used to cause the destruction of the base were filled in. Since I was still learning the ropes of being a fully-fledged gang member, Jorel wanted me to come a long to see what happens. Also, because I am his brother now if anything should happen to him then I was going to become the leader by default. The gangs especially Italian mafia ones, run in the family. Mile's mafia will pass down to the eldest child since Jorel has the Undead gang. "Are you feeling all better now Danny?" Miles asks me, after my 25th birthday I got appendicitis and spent a week in the hospital with it and only just managed to get out of hospital in time for new year's.

"Yeah, I think I am fully recovered now thanks Dad," I tell him, in a way it still felt alien for me to call him my father, but I was quickly becoming adjusted to it. He has only been my father since October legally. He smiled at me, he was happy that I was recovered because I think everyone thought I was going to die when they discovered the infection left behind by my appendix rupturing and how sick I was when I was admitted to the intensive care unit. "That's good Danny, this mission is very light so that means to can take it easy if you want to. I can find you somewhere to sit if you need it," he tells me, and I smile. I might end up sitting down at some point. They said they might do a controlled detonation, but that stuff gives me the creeps.

When we got there, we discovered that there was not a lot of building left which made me think that we probably won't do the controlled detonation after all. I'll let my brother know if I need to rest at any time. I had the feeling that someone else besides us and the team who were here to destroy what remains of the old base. Jorel sensed my unease and stayed close to me. "Are you okay Danny?" Jorel asks me and I reluctantly nod my head and he could tell. "I just have this feeling that we are not alone," I tell him, and he looks around, we don't see anyone else at the moment though. "Alright Danny, I don't doubt you on that. If you spot anything else let me know," he tells me and then hugs me as we watch the demolition get started.

Miles was watching the two of us and was on the phone. He might be trying to arrange protection for us even though he doesn't know about the feeling I have since we arrived here. I have only told Jorel about it. We watched as the workman took a good old sledge hammer and passed it to Jorel. He told Jorel that he could have the first hit of the demolition and Jorel happily took that opportunity. I think it was a good opportunity for him to take out the anger he has built up over the whole Aron and Matt fiasco. Since my surgery was only a couple of weeks ago I decided not to take part. I just watched with Miles as Jorel went to town with the hammer and one of the half-destroyed walls of our old base. I think Miles sensed I was a little on edge, so he personally stayed close to me while the workmen and Jorel worked together on destroying the old base.

I wish I could have joined in on the fun. I knew deep down that there was no way that I could have prevented my appendix incident, or the long hospital stay I would have had afterwards. Dylan was even more protective of me then he usually was after that and he would hold me tightly every night when we would both fall asleep. He spent every moment he could by my bedside from the moment he could see me after the surgery happened and even today he was reluctant to let me leave his sight, but he trusts both Jorel and Miles to keep an eye on me and to look after me. I texted him to make sure he knew that we arrived safely, and that the demolition was going okay. I even sent him a picture of Jorel going at it.