A/N : I know some of you were thinking "OMG Why did they forget about Danny!" That's not the case, to clarify. They thought he was somewhere around the house or outside playing. Sorry for the scare, but I hope you enjoy this chapter. Suggestions, ideas and other welcomed!

Danny woke in a strange place.

There were clocks and gears everywhere, the ceiling, the floors and walls. Danny was confused. How did he get here? Who brought him here? He looked out an open gear. Why was the sky so green? And why did purple doors float around?

Danny hopped out of the bed, that was fully purple, and slowly, limped out of the room. His leg ached, each time he put weight on it, while a slow headache reached the young child's head.

Danny made it to the main room, and gaped in awe. The giant clock tower was 10 times the size of him and was amazingly made. Gears and clocks, also, littered the room, along with several TimeClocks. The room was green, black and purple, mixed. This person must really like green, black and purple, Danny thought, as he, slowly, spun around to take in everything.

"Wonderful, isn't it, Daniel?" a voice asked from behind him, making him yelp in surprise.

Danny turned, the voice was an old man. No what scratch that, a man. Wait, wait, a child? The ghost wore a purple hood, with unsettling red eyes, unmatching to his gentle smile. The ghost had a staff with a clock on it and a clock as his core.

"Who… are you?" Danny asked, taking a step back. Mommy said to never talk to strangers, but why would she listen to him? She fired her bad weapons at him.

The ghost changed back into an old man, then floated up to the little boy, "I am Clockwork. Master of All Time. Past, present and future and I have seen your whole life."

That sent chills up Danny's back, causing his entire body to shudder. Danny frowned, then asked, "Why am I here?"

"First," Clockwork said, "Are you hungry? You've been out for quite some time."

Danny's stomach decided to growl at that moment. Heat rushed to his cheeks, as he nodded a yes. Clockwork lead the small boy to a black table and set down some toast and orange juice in front of him. Said boy, silently, ate his breakfast, while the Time Master watched the time streams.

Danny was very curious about the man that was taking care of him. He seemed nice, but he didn't look like a human. Daddy said that all ghosts were evil, so he couldn't be a ghost.

Danny finished his plate and half-drank his juice, then made his way over to the nice man. Danny looked to the time streams and, curiously, asked, "What are these?"

Clockwork smiled and explained, "Time streams, they show me everything that has, will and is now happening."

Danny looked away from the clocks, "What are you?"

"Kind of rude to ask such a question, right Daniel?" Clockwork tried correcting the boy. Danny blushed and mumbled a sorry. "It's all right. As for what I am, I am a ghost. I know your father told you all ghosts are evil, but they are not, not all. I, and many others, protect humans from the wraths of dangerous ghosts," Clockwork explained.

Danny started to understand. "But why did mommy and daddy shoot at me? I thought they loved me," Danny asked, tears prickling his eyes.

The Master of Time floated down to the child's height, "They don't know what you are, young Daniel. You are a halfa," Danny titled his head in confusion, about to ask what a halfa was, but Clockwork continued, "You are both ghost and human. When your parents shot at you, you didn't look like your human form."

Danny nodded and Clockwork placed a hand on his chest. A white ring formed around his waist, transforming him into his ghost half, "This is what you looked like to them, Daniel."

Clockwork handed him a mirror and Danny gasped. His hair turned to a snow white and his eyes a toxic green. His jeans and t-shirt changed into a black jumpsuit with white boots, gloves and a belt, this time with a DP symbol on his chest.

Danny's breaths became raspy, "Mommy and daddy shoot because I'm a ghost?" he asked and Clockwork, sadly, nodded.

"There's somewhere I want to take you, but that will be later. Why don't you go try out your powers? There's a room next to yours, you can use, ok?" Clockwork said, trying to comfort the boy. Danny nodded, a small smile appeared on his face, as he rushed towards the room. Clockwork went back to his job, then was, rudely, interrupted, once more.

"Clockwork!" a deep voice shouted from behind him.

Clockwork sighed, and without turning said, "I know. I cannot intervene."

The voice stepped out of the shadows. This ghost has one giant eye and a green and black rob. He floated closer, since he had a spectral tail, instead of legs, "Then, why did you? You know the rules."

Clockwork turned, "Would you like to see what would happen, if I didn't?" Fire blazed in his red eyes, as the observer shook his head, "I protect the future; I can intervene, if it means doing my job."

Observer thought for a moment, "But you cannot take care of the child, what will you do with him?"

Clockwork turned back to his work, "I will give him to someone, who knows what he's going through. The other one."

"Do you really think he'll take care of a four-year-old?" The observer questioned.

"He'll do it, when he knows who Daniel is. Will ever stop doubting me?" Clockwork joked. The observer nodded and vanished. Once he left, Clockwork changed the time stream to an event a few months later.

"He will certainly have a better future."