"Archer, are you sure?" Avery's green eyes glowed softly. With her hand on her hip, she began to glance around the room. Tall, dark clocks and gears filled the space, the cavern being held up by pillars, with a bunch of mirrors holding the future, present, and past within them standing tall. Archer, who was wiping his face clean of any tears, reached over and grasped two medallions that dangled from a pedastal nearby. He looked unhappy, his green eyes setting softly on the clockwork design. His thumb brushed across the gear, before tossing one to the girl. Avery caught it, slipping it over her head and around her neck softly. Her worried glance shifted upwards at the male. He avoided her look.

"Archer...we can do this." She slipped her hand reassuringly into the ghost boy's hand, who looked over at her and smiled a little.

"You're right, sis, I just gotta keep my head on straight..."

Returning their focus to the mirrors, the twins squeezed each other's hands before flying up, and jumping straight into the mirror of the past, to change what had been done.

They were going to stop Danny Phantom from being murdered.