Disclaimer: I do not own any Danny Phantom or Warhammer 40k works, this is strictly a Fan Fiction I was asked to do by a few of my friends, and something I really wanted to do. So! All product belong to their respected owners :D though… One would say I technically own Xeron, but not the Night Lord version. Just the name and character type! Well, enjoy my friends I HOPE you guys like it… Granted, I'm not too savvy with ALL of Warhammer 40k, just got what I needed to make this work.

Chapter 10: Judgment, Wedding, and a Special Guest.

-On the Battlefield, after Vlad's sudden defeat-

Everyone was shocked, seeing the ghost version of Xeron. Though, the Night Lords snapped out of it quickly and surrounded Xeron, their weapons trained on his body. "Daemon! How dare you trick our forces into following you, wearing the skin of a brother!" One of them yelled, it was one of the Night Lords with a skull helmet and holy hammer.

"Chaplain, enough! He is no Daemon, and still our brother." A voice yelled out, Terminators moving up before opening their ranks to reveal a new Night Lord Terminator, with seals and markings decorating his armor. His weapon was some sort of polearm, electric pulses coursing through it. "So… This is the Heir of Kurze, standing before me? Clockwork wasn't kidding, when he said you'll be different."

The moment he said that, Xeron knew who this Terminator was and knelt down, stabbing the sword into the ground. "Chapter Master Talos. You honor me with your presence." Xeron looked up to the more experienced warrior, who was older than even him…. Despite the two of them being from two different timelines.

"Rise, Brother. It is I who should be kneeling. After all, you are the one who wields our father's sword." Chapter Master Talos said, placing a hand on to Xeron's shoulder. "When I was told about you, I had a hard time believing it. But, I was given a vision and saw you…. As you are now, standing victorious in battle."

Xeron nodded to him, slowly standing up. "Again, you honor me, Chapter Master." He looked towards where Vlad had landed, seeing how the Vampire Ghost had two Terminators and a group of Night Lord Tactical Marines, weapons trained on the weakened enemy Commander. "And speaking of victories… Excuse me, Chapter Master, while I see to the enemy commander." Talos gave a nod, and watched as the Ghost Night Lord walked over to Vlad, the Terminators moving out of his way. "It seems your plans didn't work the way you thought they would, whelp… And now, your destiny is in my claw." Xeron just glared at him, not even blinking.

"And what are you going to do?" Vlad looked up at him, giving a smudged grin. "Throw me into Walker's Prison? Throw me into the local Federal Prison? Please, I'll be out the next day." The arrogance in his voice, actually made quite a few people sick to the core.

Vlad was about to say something else, but instantly closed his mouth the moment Xeron's blade was at his throat. "Oh, no… That isn't the Night Lord Way, whelp. When we find injustice, when we find corruption, when we find evil? We don't lock it away, we kill it." Xeron said, the tip of his blade starting to go into Vlad's chin and making him look the Ghostly Night Lord in the eyes. Xeron could see the sheer terror in his enemy's eyes, it was almost like Xeron was feeding off Vlad's fear.

"And what will you do, Xeron?" A voice asked, and Clockwork flew over to him, in his Elderly form. "Will you slay your enemy, like a Night Lord…? Or will you instill terror in his heart, for years. Possibly others, in which would spread the legend of the Night Avenger even more."

Xeron just eyed the Master of Time, thinking about it for a moment, before looking back at Vlad. "Hm…" Xeron actually seemed in deep thought about it, Vlad too weak to actually escape from him.

"Xeron, baby-pop… I know it's not your thing, but maybe you should let him live? I mean… You won, and proved you're the stronger ghost now." Ember suggested, grabbing on to Xeron's left arm and causing him to look at her.

Xeron, after hearing Ember's suggestion, and pulled his blade away from the defeated halfa. "You'll live, but only from my good graces. However, where you'll go? I'll leave that with the Warden." Xeron said, walking away from Vlad as Walker, along with a few of his men, came up and handcuffed the "criminal".

Xeron walked back to Talos, and nodded to him. "Chapter Master, may I ask a request of you?" He said, the Chapter Master motioning for him to speak. "Take the Artifact, and lock it away, somewhere no one will be able to use it ever again. Its power, is too danger."

"Mmmm… It is a strange request, since we are not the Thousand Sons, but we will do so. I believe the Vault of Kurze will suffice, after all? The place is guarded by some of our more elite brothers." Talos answered, some of their Liberians walking over and quickly sealing the artifact in some strange containment unit.

"Thank you, Chapter Master… I'm guessing you all will be on your way, then?" Xeron asked, knowing that the Night Lords of his time were not around for too long, after a victory.

"You are correct." Talos reached over, and placed a hand on to Xeron's shoulder. "If anything, Brother, I'm sure Father would be proud of your choice. After all, not all fear is done by simply killing your enemies. Also, do not forget… No matter what, all Night Lords are connected." He turned, and walked away…The others joining their Chapter Master. When they were all together, Clockwork sent them back to their own time and universe… Giving them a misty look, as they left, like specters returning to the shadows.

Once the Night Lords were gone, Danny flew over to Xeron and looked up at him. "Man…. A ghost now, I do hope you'll be one of the good ones." He joked, rubbing the back of his head. "After all, you proved to be way stronger than me!"

Xeron actually started to laugh, at Danny's joke, and patted his head. "Do not worry, Danny… This Night Lord has taken up new name, and decided to take the route of his Father." He thinks for a moment, and remembered something. "Consider me a new partner, Night Avenger, the Ghost of Fear."

Danny nodded and smiled with relief, knowing he won't have to fight Xeron anymore. "That's good to know! Haha, evil beware, right-…." Danny smacked the side of his head, not believing what he just said. "I just sounded like the Box Ghost."

Xeron raised an eyebrow, at the name, "The Who Ghost?" He questioned, wondering how that was supposed to be intimidating for a Ghost.

Ember floated up, and kissed Xeron's cheek. "I'll tell you, when we get to your Realm, baby-pop." She said, smiling at the Ghostzone's newest residence.

"Whoa, wait, my what?" Xeron looked to Ember, wondering what she meant by that.

"Oh… We have a lot to talk about, baby-pop." She replied, pulling Xeron away while everyone else just watched, chuckling a bit.

-Two Years Later-

After two years, Xeron actually adjusted to the Ghost Life rather quickly, thanks to the help of Ember. He learned the rules of the Ghostzone, from Walker, which nearly took a month for him to learn fully and memorize. Ironically, despite what most believed, Ember and Xeron stayed together, even now planning their own wedding. Despite having to plan for said wedding, Xeron still helped Danny with Ghost Hunting and bringing back any rogue ghosts that escaped the Ghostzone. While Ember, who gave up world domination with the knowledge of knowing that she'll have to fight Xeron, which is what she never wants to do.

But, unknown to the future couples, Clockwork had been planning something special for Xeron, for helping fight against Vlad, and the artifact. Though, actually doing what he is planning, would take up a great deal of his energy and require for him to rest for some time, once it's all done. Despite this knowledge, he decides to actually go through with it, and enter the future.

-On Tsaguala, in a Palace of Terror-

Clockwork looked around, in his child form, the flesh covered walls of the dark palace, pondering about how many people were killed, in order to make such decoration. His train of thought was torn away, by a dark voice. "What is it you want, Clockwork? Yes, I know of your name, because I foresaw this some time ago." The Master of Time turned, to see a large Night Lord, leaning on his right hand, and sitting on a throne…. His raven black hair reached below his neck, the skin was pale as the moon. His gaze was on the Master of Time, waiting for him to actually talk.

"Ah, Lord Kurze…. It is a pleasure to finally-" Clockwork was able to say, before Konrad interrupted him.

"Spare me the pleasantries, Ghost… Explain to me why you are here, quickly, before I decide to actually destroy you. I'm expecting a more important guest, soon, and I rather not keep her waiting." The Primarch demanded, leaning into his throne and continued his stare at the Ghost.

Clockwork nodded, understanding the distastes of pleasantries and getting straight to the point. "Ah, but I believe you already know what it is I am going to say? And merely trying to convince another being, who has the same power as you, into speaking of it." He argued, smiling a bit and making Konrad chuckle as well.

"You do have a point, so… One of my sons is actually getting married? In the past, no less. How'd he turn out? You must regale me in this." Konrad asked, reaching up and tapping his claw tips together.

Clockwork opened his hand out, to the side. "Why not ask him, yourself, Lord of the Night? It will only take a few moments of your time, well… Of your time, yet this time wouldn't have moved even a second after you left." He noted, a portal appearing beside him.

Konrad thought for a moment, before giving a light shrug. "Well… Seeing how my life is about to end, I might as well do something enjoying before it happens." He chuckled a bit, before getting up and walking towards the portal.

-February 14th, at a church in Amity Park-

The Wedding actually fits the two of them, somewhat dark while having a rocker theme added to it. Danny, Johnny, and Tucker, were Xeron's group, Danny as the Best Man, since he didn't know too many people, while Ember had Kitty, Spectra, and Sam; as her Maids of Honor. The two of them were holding each other's hands, despite Xeron's massive size compared to Ember. Though, everyone just marveled how Ember choose an outfit that matched Xeron's armor again, her dress being midnight blue with lightning bolts skidding across it, and letting her hair down instead of keeping it in a ponytail, like usual. The entire Ghostzone, and Amity Park, were in attendance… The only thing that was preventing their wedding from going forward, was that Clockwork wasn't there yet.

"Where could he be…?" Everyone thought, until smoke appeared, and Clockwork appeared at the altar, in his priestly outfit, in his adult form.

"Ah… Apologies everyone… I had to get a special guest ready for this big moment, and they'll be joining us at the reception." Clockwork said, smiling at the two, "Now… Shall we begin?" He asked, the two of them giving a nod.

The Wedding went on, without a hitch… The two of them giving their Vows, Clockwork asking if anyone had anything against the wedding. When Skulker was about to say something, he felt the gaze of Xeron right on to him, a murderous gaze, so he sat right back down… And remained quiet. The kiss, though? It actually made Kitty melt, seeing her best friend actually kissing her Dark Prince, and everyone started to cheer for them.

-At the Reception, Amity Park's Stadium-

Xeron and Ember agreed that the Reception Party would take place in the Stadium, since that was the place where Ember truly saved Xeron's future and their destinies sealed. While the main group were seated on the stage, everyone was in the seats of the stadium, like they were at a concert.

"I wonder who Clockwork actually got to come to our reception, as a special guest." Ember asked, looking to her new Husband.

Xeron gave a shrug, "I have no idea, really… I don't know him, well as all of you." He chuckled, hugging Ember with one arm.

Clockwork appeared in front of the main group, bowing before them, while changing into his elderly form... "Then, please, allow me to introduce him to everyone?" He asked, the group nodding to him. "Well, allow me to correct myself, I'll allow him to introduce himself." He bowed, once more, but not to the group.

They just looked at him, wondering what the Master of Time was doing. "Clockwork… What are you talking about-" Xeron said before a voice that he hasn't heard in a millennia spoke up from behind him. The voice was dark, making a chill run up everyone's, but Xeron's spines.

"Have I been gone, for so long, that you can no longer sense my presence, son?" Xeron quickly jumped from his seat, the chair going back, and Ember got up with him to see who it was.

The sight actually terrified everyone but Xeron, he only felt a strange sense of a child who hasn't seen his father in years. The being was taller than Xeron, his armor decorated with bones and flesh of his past victims, writing all around it. Bat Wings decorated many of his armor's joints, along with his claws looking far more dangerous than Xeron's ever were. "F-F-F-Father!?" Xeron said, falling to one knee, and bowing his head in an instant reaction, after he overcame his shock.

"Father!?" Everyone yelled, before looking at the massive Space Marine, who simply smiled. They saw a resemblance in him, but Xeron had his own differences from the guy… But, thinking they would anger him if they didn't do it, they all knelt down with Xeron.

This caused Konrad to chuckle, motioning for them to stand. "Rise, everyone…. After all, it is the big day for one of my sons… I refuse to have such things prevent the celebration." He stated, everyone doing as he said, and waked over to Xeron. The Primarch just looked down at him, tilting his head. "Clockwork informed me, what you have done…. And, as the Talos of that time said, I am very proud of you." He gave a smile, reaching up and grabbing hold of Xeron's shoulder. "You have done the memory, of the Night Haunter, very proud… Night Avenger."

Those words actually made Xeron smile, far more than usual. "Thank you, Father… And, if I am allowed to say this, it does this son much joy to see you again." Xeron couldn't help but feel a tear run down his face, he hasn't seen Konrad in around ten thousand years. His death struck a heavy blow to the entire Legion, and to see him here, now? For his wedding, no less? Talk about a Space Marine that could defeat wave after wave of Terminators.

"I understand, my son…" Konrad looks around, noticing how all eyes were on him, and he smiled. The Primarch held both hands up, extending his claws out. "Well? Is this not a celebration!? My son is getting married, after all! Celebrate, that's an order!" Everyone cheered at the Primarch's order, really kicking the Reception off.

Ember had so many questions for the father of her new husband, who is technically her father-in-law… And she found out so much, like where Xeron got his devotion to justice and merciless attitude towards corruption. He told spoke of his time on Nostramo, and how he became the world's hero ruler, that ruled with fear and made sure the citizens followed the laws of the world. Then there was the fact of the rebellion, everyone listened how Konrad actually fought against the zealous Dark Angels, on equal ground, and held their own against them. He recalled every single skirmish and battle, like it happened yesterday. "Here's the question, Mr. Kur-… I mean, father. Why did you turn to the powers of Chaos?" Ember asked, even Xeron wondered that.

Konrad thought about it for a moment, thinking how to explain it. "In all honesty? I noticed many things that occurred with the Imperium, and how they saw my actions. So, I wished to implement my teachings even further. I gave them a villain, of extreme terror, to fight…. Someone that only violence could stop." He explained, Xeron finally understanding the enigma, of Konrad's final words. Konrad looked to Clockwork, who eyed how late it was getting, and nodded to the Primarch. "Well, it seems to be time for me to take my leave, everyone." He slowly stood up, looking around.

"Father, before you go!" Xeron said, holding his ghostly hand towards the Primarch, making him look down at the Ghostly Space Marine, nodding to him. "If you were in my shoes…. If you had the chance I was given, what would you have done? Did I do the right things, before I was sent back?" He asked, looking for the answers from his father.

Konrad just looked down at him, as if he was thinking on the answer. "That… Is what makes us different, Xeron. I may be your father, my gene-seed may have been what created you… However, we are two different people, so I cannot say what you did was the right thing." He lifted his claw up and placed it on to Xeron's shoulder. "But, I am proud of you. You didn't fall like I did…. You kept the teachings that I gave to the Legion before the Horus Heresy. You turned into the Night Haunter of Amity Park." He chuckled a little bit, smiling, "You turned out to be a stronger hero, than me."

With that, Clockwork had Konrad disappear in a strange mist, sending him back into his own time and universe. Those last words, though, actually woke up something else up, within Xeron. A drive that would have him become an even greater hero, than the Night Haunter. A Hero that was feared by the evil Ghosts, within the Ghostzone, and the evil that resided on the Human Realm. Ember, who stood by his side no matter what, and his best friend Danny, the Ghostly Hero of Amity Park, who fought beside the Ghostly Avenger in many battles.

Some say, during a stormy night in Amity Park… If one were to look up on to the corner of a building, in the main part of the City. They would see a strange watcher, standing in the rain while watching over those that passed. When evil appeared, and were over powering the Ghost Boy, they would hear a single battle cry. One that struck fear in all that heard it, making them rethink what they had done. They knew these words were the precursor of a dreaded defender, one who would not hold back against his enemies… The Night Avenger.

Those words were thus…. "Ave Dominus Nox! I have come for you!"