I don't own Danny Phantom. This is sort of an alternate future of where Timeless will (hopefully) go. I repeat, alternate future. Not Timeless's end. This has MAJOR SPOILERS for the plot of Timeless though, don't read if you don't want spoilers. Well, I guess you can read once I figure out a way to say this in Timeless.

POV-at the end, not who you're thinking

Laughter. Their laughter. Her laughter. I hear it every day. I think back on all I have seen, all I have done, and I always hear her laughter.

Even as the years pass by and all I know is eroded by the sands of time, my memory is crystalline, one of the few good things that came with the limitless power I was granted. Every thing that I have witnessed is as unfettered as the day I saw it. I have seen empires rise and fall, dreams accomplished and shattered, a silent observant of all that will occur, a sentry to all history.

As the centuries roll by and everyone I love vanishes, I weep for all that could have been, all that I should have done. It could have never been prevented, no matter how hard I tried, but still, I weep. Time is cruel that way, forcing you to watch as your beloved fall into the eternal sleep, yourself helpless to stop it.

I spend my days pondering over everything I did as I sit high above the remains of what I tried to protect, my surroundings now sparse and dead. How long has it been since I helped someone, let their fate roll in my hands and decided whether they lived or perished at that moment?

Not since that horrible day, when the world shattered and all that was left of this barren land was myself, my memories, and my desperate cries.

Nothing is left, everything fell away in the snap of a finger. All my hopes, dreams, all of it gone, among the ones of so many others. I never got to see her grow, never allowed to ask of the reasoning behind her choice. Forced by fate to take the path she was given, when it could have been stopped if not for my own foolishness in letting her go. The first to leave, but far from the last, all gone in that one agonizing moment of destruction.

At times, I still look back on that horrible day, when the every last being I cherished passed on to the next world. However, I am stuck here, tied by fate's cruel tricks. I have tried, oh, how I have tried to join them, but it is for not, for I am cursed and blessed and with the one thing man so foolishly sot after for so many years, right up the time of their demise.

I gaze at the sun, reminding me so much of the one I once knew, before I realized the darkness of the world, the taint that consumed my every day since her annihilation-the annihilation of the world. It was her choice in the end, and sometimes I wonder why I rescued her all those years ago. I believed myself a guardian, when in truth, I was the cause of all this, by allowing her life to continue. If I had left her to perish, perhaps time would have turned differently. For all the wisdom I prided myself to own, I was blind to what her existence could mean for the future, or lack there of.

With a sorrowful breath, I engage the sensation I guarded the cause of ever so grandly all those millennium ago, my blue replaced with green, my black with white. I fly into the horizon, a black and white blur among the shifting sands that were once my home, the ones I will dwell in for the rest of eternity as the lonely, mysterious Phantom I will forever be known to be.

XXX

Bet you thought it was Clockwork, didn't you? The cause of this alternate future will be further explored in Timeless, but not until you reply to it!

However, no worries, this is not the ending of Timeless. Why would I give you the epilogue before I even get to the second chapter?