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Epilogue - The Time Master

Two ghosts floated in front of the viewing mirror. They wore matching cloaks and, for all intents and purposes, look to be related. The first changed periodically from a middle-aged man, a toddler, to a senior. As he changed between various ages, his skin remained a consistent, otherworldly blue while his eyes were a steady boiling red that cut right into your soul. In his hand he carried what looks like a staff topped with a stopwatch placed between two clamps. The ghost tried to appear calm, his constant glances toward his companion gave him away.

The ghost beside didn't change forms. He could once, but he had forgotten how. In fact, he had forgotten many things; the day of his death, the origin of his powers, even his own name. In fact the first thing this ghost could recall was the other ghost, the age-shifting one, asking him what his name was, to which he answered that he didn't know.

While the second ghost may not remember much, he did know some things instinctively. For one, he knew that he was male. He also knew that he had been a good person in life. Though the age-shifting ghost had never told him, he also knew, deep in his core, that the ghost's name was Clockwork. The ghost had taken to calling him Phantom, perhaps because he lacked for ideas. Oddly enough, the name felt … comfortable, familiar like the white and black jumpsuit he woke up in. Which is stupid, considering that no ghost would bear the name Phantom. It's the equivalent of naming a human, Person. Regardless, the ghost couldn't find it in him to object. Every time he was called Phantom, his core thrummed in agreement.

So Phantom and Clockwork floated side by side in simple silence. Clockwork, because he had made a gamble and was waiting for the dice to fall and Phantom, because he was quite puzzled but content to trust in Clockwork's judgment.

The viewing screen flickered to life, showing five moving figures. Phantom drifted closer, feeling a draw to the humans on the screen. Something about them seemed familiar. He watched as a small dark-haired female, for some reason feeling as though he had looked into a mirror, chatted happily with another female with flowing orange hair. Behind them, a darker-skinned female watched on with a careful smile. A darker-skinned male wearing a similar, red hat (beret the word pops into Phantom's head), had his arms thrown around the watching female. A little further from the group, a straggler lurked. She had shorter hair, black and straight with a funny little ponytail tied off at the crown of her head. The whole group seemed to emit a sort of sadness and Phantom, for some obscure reason, really wanted to comfort them. It's not right for these familiar-seeming humans to seem so sad.

Something in his core told Phantom that their names used to be very important to him, but of course, he had long since forgotten them.

Watching the humans, however, calmed something in Phantom. They were alive and in time, their outward happiness will become genuine. Something else niggled at him though, tellin him that there were two more humans he wanted to see.

Phantom turned to Clockwork,

"There's two more, isn't there?"

Clockwork smiled at him, an action that made Phantom happy, though he didn't know why.

"You're quite right, young Phantom, there are indeed two more," he then waved an arm across the viewing screen and it rippled. Phantom's core tugged at seeing the five humans disappear but calmed again when they were replaced by two older, though still curiously familiar humans.

The two were as different as they were comically dressed. They both wore odd one-piece suits, one is bright blue, the other bright orange and perched atop both their heads were these bizarre contraptions that looked like insect eyes, goggles that's what they were. The one in blue was lithe and female while the other in orange was male and much larger.

They were scribbling furiously on a big sheet of paper. On top, Phantom was able to read: Common Ghost Courtesies; how not to offend the non-offensive ecto-American and something about the list made Phantom smile. It included thoughtful points like, 'Never ask a ghost directly about their death,' and, 'Making light of a ghost's obsession is the main cause of aggression, be mindful.'

They're learning, Phantom thought, but then became confused as to where the thought came from.

Clockwork noticed Phantom's content expression and allowed himself another small smile before sweeping his arm across the screen once more, wiping it blank.

Phantom stared at the blank screen for a long time, feeling, for what he knew deep down must be the first time, utterly satisfied and sated. And oddly enough, happy.

"Thank you, Clockwork."

Clockwork turned and smiled at his charge, "You're very welcome Phantom."

As his apprentice drifted off to attend to his neglected duties, Clockwork remained in front of the viewing screen for the next several hours (time was of little consequence to a ghost and even less to the Time Ghost).

He too was content. His gamble had paid off. Danny was still himself, even without his memories. Deep within the Clock Tower, the Time Master felt the frantic movements of an old forgotten Thermos cease for the first time since it came into his possession.

Everything was as it should be.

And ... it's ... done! Hope the ending wasn't too vague...

Response to Guest Review;

Monocheshaa; That wasn't too bad, was it? I even pulled off a happy ending! And no, I never planned for Vlad to get suicidal ... that's just not him. And rest assured that Dani will be alright. She's got a support system, now that she's got a family and Vlad turned his attitude around. Thanks for sticking with me all this time. Each and every single one of your reviews were very much appreciated. I hope you'll review this chapter as well.

Katpet; Hehe, thanks. I try *bows* and I do my best to keep things logical. Logic is very important to me. It makes the story work and it's the force behind the emotion. You psychic or somethin'? Dang, that was almost the ending exactly. Congrats.

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