It's a little short...sorry about that. XD
Anyway...Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom that honor belongs to Butch. Gotta love Butch.
When Vlad got up to start his second day with the Fentons his conscience was quiet still. What's wrong with you? He prodded.
The light voice rose up to volume in his head, "Nothing. Just trying to get you to agree with on the Fentons that's all." He snorted, making his way through his office to an office chair and sinking low into it.
The Silent Treatment? What are you four? He replied back. The voice sighed, sounding slightly irritated.
At that point Daniel Fenton, a teenage boy with black hair and brilliant blue eyes made his appearance. His eyes were narrowed it was obvious that he didn't trust Vlad in the slightest.
His conscience's voice went down in volume; it's protests to being called four silenced.
Vlad briefly caught a glimpse of a memory he was certain didn't belong to him as it clearly showed Daniel screaming something with tears coating his face. The image disappeared as soon as he saw it however, and he shook his head.
He pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache begin to surface and he snapped a short reply to Daniel Fenton's presence.
"I don't want to hear about you or your defense of your pitiful excuse of a father, now GET OUT!"
The glare persisted on Daniel's face, his eyes however showed slight confusion, and he left.
His conscience sighed, "...Vlad treat others as you want to be treated? Remember that from your childhood?" Vlad snorted his anger rising. What childhood? I didn't have one remember?
His conscience grew silent at his mental outburst, saying only one thing. "He hasn't had one either." Vlad contemplated this throughout his morning.
The Fentons had risen and begun their hunt of the 'Cheese head King' as Vlad's conscience called it. He rolled his eyes at the spectacle. He had opened his mouth to criticize Jack Fenton when his head entered a fog like state.
He could hear noises, one sounded like screaming. The other a malicious roar of laughter. The screaming and laughing suddenly silenced. He was dumbstruck to hear what sounded like his own voice, "God what did I do?"
His conscience spoke up, "You must be getting sick. Lay down for a while." Vlad mentally agreed, telling the Fentons that he wasn't feeling the best and he was going to rest for a bit.
Jack once again squeezed the life out of him to his conscience's utter annoyance and he left for his bedroom. He had done what he typically did when ill; breathe in steam, change, sleep.
Not to his surprise he had yet another strange dream.
He found himself waking up in his bed, nothing out of the ordinary, nothing to tell him that it was a dream. He stretched, noticing that it was still quite dark and decided to wonder the halls until a fairly normal hour to begin his day.
He often didn't sleep at all; he blamed the ectoplasm infused DNA that he held within his body for the sudden bursts of insomnia. After all, ghosts as far as he knew didn't naturally sleep unless they wanted to.
To his surprise he saw what looked to be a slightly older version of himself wondering further down the hall. The other Vlad was muttering to himself, talking about lack of progress and wanting to help…
Vlad followed himself as the older Vlad cracked a door open to his left. He sighed almost angrily, muttering obviously to himself, "But how to do it? Wait…" He paused a dawning look crossing his features. "Could they be separated? No, no, too much risk involved. But if it was possible…"
The Vlad muttering to himself suddenly disappeared the hallway seemed to melt, until nothing but his own hidden lab was visible. The other Vlad held some invention he remembered as Maddie's.
In front of the Vlad was none other than Daniel Fenton. He was strapped to a stretcher, a gas mask providing what was obviously putting the teen to sleep. Daniel's eyes were open and completely unfocused.
However no light was seen in them, if Vlad didn't see him breathing he would have thought that Daniel was dead. The other Vlad spoke, activating the invention on his hands to show massive claw like daggers sprouting from the tips of the fingers.
"I hope this works…little Badger." With that he carefully inserted the claws into Daniel's chest pulling on some invisible force until a white haired ghost was visible. The force had thrown Vlad against the wall, his back slumping for the barest of moments.
The room turned pitch black as Vlad heard a loud, "NO!" from the other Vlad before two identical screams tore through the blackness. One scream however turned into a ferocious roar of laughter.
He woke in a terrible sweat. He distantly heard what sounded like sobs come from somewhere, he couldn't place where though. For the barest of moments he thought that it might be coming from somewhere in his own mind…he dismissed the idea immediately.
He sighed in anger as he trudged to his bathroom, this would make the 3rd shower since morning. He noticed that his conscience which was useally yapping away at him when he first woke wasn't saying anything.
He thought some thoughts out loud and to his absolute shock…he didn't hear a reply. He shrugged it off with glee, maybe it was gone for good and he hummed to himself.
The Master of Time turned just in time to see the future Vlad Masters stir and wake. "…have I done it yet?" He asked deliriously. Confused as to why he had suddenly woke, and why his head pounded like it did.
"No. And I apologize you will feel those effects for quite some time after you wake." Vlad groaned, "Put me back then." Clockwork glanced at him speaking only one sentence as Vlad fell back into his past self's mind.
"You're running out of borrowed time. It won't be long until HE himself appears."
Vlad Masters groaned outwardly as His conscience spoke. "You have to change your mind eventually." He rolled his eyes pinching the bridge of his nose. Replying with a simple NO.
His conscience growled angrily snapping a reply of, "Well then I'll have to MAKE you change your mind!" What's so important about my opinion of the Fentons? His conscience paused.
"…it just does. Trust me." Vlad snorted, That's the last thing I'll do with you.
