"CLOCKWORK!" I screamed as I walked into his lair. "You said everything would change back! You told me that it wouldn't happen again. You promised my dad that it wouldn't happen again."
All of the clocks around me were ticking away. The Master of Time was nowhere to be seen. He was always there in front of his magic clock, looking to make sure that everything went according to his plans.
I had learned a few trick from the time master and started to look into the present. I saw my parents, both of them causing torment and pain. My mother causing her usual plant ghost ways that she received from Undergrowth, laughed at all the screams of pain she caused. My father had completely separated from his human self. No humanity could be seen in their eyes. Destruction was found everywhere, leaving no room for anything good in the world again.
"I never promised your father any of this." I heard from behind me. "I told him what would happen if he choose his path, but he didn't listen. He, once again, decided to turn into the Dark Phantom."
"This isn't like the last time, Clockwork. This time, my mother isn't dead. Neither is the rest of my family. They are all safe in Amity Park. For the time being."
The image shifted to show Amity Park. It was still alive and prosperous. My grandparents took control of the ghost shield along with the help of my Aunt Jaz. I told them to put up the ghost shield a long time ago. I haven't had any contact with then since before my parent's transformations.
"If you were anything like your parents, then we would really be in trouble." I heard him attempt at a joke.
"There has to be some way to fix this. Isn't there? So I can figure out what made Dad turn back into this monster, along with leading Mom into it, too. Can't I do the Clockwork?"
The old master of time walked over to where he kept his time medallions. He grabbed one and put it around my neck.
"I feel that you are going to need more help. You are going to have to bring your parents to this time. I don't usually agree to this very often, but seeing as this world needs to survive. Your parents need to defeat themselves to save themselves."
I turned to the clock and the scene changed yet again to when my parents were my age. My mother looked even more Gothic then she does. My father, on the other hand, looked almost exactly like me. He looked the same as I remembered him.
"Don't take the medallion off until you get them on your side. Only bring them back to this time when you feel it absolutely necessary." I stepped through the portal and everything had changed. It was different then how I remembered it.
This was going to be fun.