Author Note: I am so sorry- I took so long to update and its short. But please- its not my fault- my schooling, no matter what, is my top priority. I mean, I may have only started high school but I really need to do well in order to get into OU University- yeah, I know, that is in the future- about four years in the future, but its never too early to think about things like a career- after all, I want to be a writer (author- already am though since I have things published), and a criminal pyshcologist. Not that you really are interested in that- I am just babbling.

~CWA

Chapter 6- Fault:

Third Person (Ghost Zone):

Danny led them through the castle silently. No one really spoke to him since his little 'burst.' Though, there were no more doubts that the man in front of them really was Phantom- The King of the Dead, The Legend, The Ghostly Knight, The Savior of Worlds….the man that they needed.

Batman followed with a keen eye and a mind that was a whorl wind of thoughts. His mind kept drifting back to what he noticed in the kitchen, that baby chair…is it possible that there was a reason that he disappeared was for something that no one thought about before? He thought about that look in Phantom's eyes, when Shayera asked him that question, he was…reminiscing in memories. His face had changed so drastically- a sign that many thoughts and memories. Batman looked over to a picture that was on the wall in the hallway he was in- a picture of the Wright brothers and the first plane. Just how old is he? He is a ghost after all. Then again, it could be a fake- though Phantom didn't seem the type to just hang up practically useless things just to brag that he has it.

"What's up with the pictures," Green Lantern asked with a raised eyebrow. Phantom shrugged,
"Memories, like the Wright brothers- the plane flew because of me, well it would've flown not for my help if an enemy of mine hadn't shot its wing with an ectoblast. So, while invisible, I led the plane down and made it land safely," Phantom laughed, "I'm even in the picture- granted I may be invisible, but still."
Phantom continued to lead them. Thoughts went through everyone's heads, how old was he really? Batman had many thoughts, theories, going through his head. If Phantom was old enough to be there when the Wright brothers were alive, who was to say he wasn't older? Batman recalled the look on Phantom's face when Shayera asked that question…of course his family was dead…he outlived them. Batman understood that pain- he might not show it, but he did understand it. Phantom must've also been recalling when he died and when his 'afterlife' got better- it would explain the looks and emotions on his face and in his eyes.

"King Phantom," a servant came up, yelling.

The servant was, of course, a ghost. She looked like a maid from London, 18th century- Batman could tell.

"What is wrong," Phantom- or rather Danny- asked gently.

"The prisoner! The robot! It escaped!"

Phantom's expression hardened.

"Let's go," Superman said hurriedly, "we need to catch it, before it hurts anyone."
"Let's," Phantom agreed, "that droid had learned from experience- it has anti-ghost tech."

They all started to run and flew through the corridor, following Phantom. A ghost knight in armor, with a flaming helmet, stood there in their path.
"Awaiting orders, my lord."
Phantom stopped and looked at him concerned,
"Keep them safe."

"Of course, my king," the knight bowed and then disappeared.
"Who was that," Flash asked.

"Fright Knight."

He just knows a lot of powerful ghosts, legends, and gods, doesn't he?

Third Person (on Earth):

The general's right hand droid, who was labeled as cadet, looked around him. It didn't have a form really- just the robotic basic form. It looked over at its general- the form the general took was a demeaning. It was pathetic. Such a powerful position, yet took the form of a little girl. Pity.

It looked at its general. It had these thoughts- thoughts that shouldn't be there. It thought that maybe…the general shouldn't general. It thought that maybe the general was becoming corrupt- becoming more of a little girl than a general villain. She was making the robots like creatures from a nightmare- a child's nightmare.

Still, they all had work to do. The final part of the plan was coming into play.

Wonder Woman still felt a bit saddened that she was unable to go with the others to the otherworld- she was curious as to what it was like. Still, she didn't regret the decision as she destroyed another robot. She needed to keep the civilians, the world, safe. Though, the situation seemed to be getting worse. She just hoped that wherever her teammates were, that would hurry.

(In the other dimension- Mekaniko):

The council of Mekaniko had their heads down as they thought. In a way, it was their entire fault. They didn't check the droid for any flaws- they didn't make sure it wouldn't be corrupted- a fault in mechanics they didn't see. Now…now everyone in their dimension, their home, everyone…everywhere..all around the dimensions were going to pay for it.

They just wanted to 'play with their new toys.' Once their scientists had found the discovery of other dimensions, they jumped on it. Estro, their head council leader (which made him the leader of the whole planet), made sure that everything was taken into consideration. He had the lead scientist, Brilla, use her brains to figure out things she could to make the right tech so they travel to that 'new world.' He had the lead tech specialist, Agordoj, design a whole new droid- one that would be able to observe, blend in, and do everything they needed it to do.

However, Estro did not expect for the droid to return so soon. He didn't expect it to have changed- developed a personality. He didn't expect for it to actually….take over Mekaniko. He didn't expect for his wonderful paradise, the paradise for his people, to nearly be destroyed. All that remained was ruins…and it was his entire fault.