Clockwork's Apprentice

by Clockwork's Apprentice

Danny had to admit that Data- Clockwork's Apprentice- was pretty interesting since she did, after all, prank the Observerants a lot. Still, he couldn't help but wonder…just how did Data become a ghost? What was her obsession? And how did she become Clockwork's Apprentice? Read and you'll find out. NOT DANNY X OC

10. Apprentice

Chapter 9- Apprentice:

Data (Years later- current age: 200):

I wonder when I'll have time to visit the other ghosts. I still remembered that map that I looked at and I remembered everything I read in the books. That was a while back ago and I still haven't had time. It's been wait, one hundred years? Have the Observants really been keeping me that busy? I knew that it wasn't the Observants though. I had been busy reading, gaining more and more knowledge. I have been busy talking with Clockwork and Ghostwriter. Those two honestly were good friends.

I wish I could visit all the other ghosts like Frostbite, Dora, Wulf- if I can find him, and the others. I wondered if Ember was a ghost yet or Skulker or Box Ghost or even Lunch Lady. Wait I know that Ember isn't. I am pretty sure that Lunch Lady isn't. Skulker maybe. I made a mental note to look up the death records. I looked around my lair- I actually didn't have anything to do besides read so I headed over to Ghostwriter's lair.

I knocked politely on the door and they opened.

"Data," Ghostwriter greeted, "Always pleasant to see a friendly face."

"You have the death records, right," I asked and he nodded,

"Yes. They're on the right top shelf."

I smiled and nodded and headed up there. I grabbed the books I was looking for. The Death Records- records of all the ghosts that have come to existence. I searched through them before I found the recent section. I flipped through it- yep. No Ember…I found Skulker…I found Box Ghost…Curious, I decided to look up my own death record.

Name: Data

Real Name: Jade

Current Age: 200
Cause of death: Suicide (slitting the wrists)

Obsession: Knowledge

Core: Neutral
Level: S

Lair location: Tero Do La Potente

Notes: Member of the Council, Clockwork's Apprentice

Interesting, I thought, they don't know my full real name. More than likely they only know it's Jade because of what happened on my first death day…Member of the council? I guess I am. I do work with them- not for. I blinked and re-read the paper,

"Clockwork's Apprentice," I whispered, "since when?"
"Since now," Clockwork said as he appeared.

I looked at him confused,
"What do you mean?"
"Data, I wish to offer you the position of my apprentice."

0000

The ceremony was kind of like when I was accepted into the council and started to work with the Observants. I took an oath and I got a 'gift' of sorts. It was a black cloak that even had a hood. To hold it up, was a dark purple broach that had the letters CWA written in it. Awesome.

I took the cloak happily and eagerly put it on- with that, the ceremony was completed. Ghostwriter smiled at me from his spot on the sidelines. The Observants were a bit snobby about it as they passed me though.
"You'll never be a good apprentice," they whispered.

I narrowed my eyes and clenched my fists a bit.

0000

"You must not think too much about it," Clockwork said, "Just do. Press the button if it helps."
I nodded and did as told. I pressed the button and didn't think too much about it. Sure enough- the ectopuses (which was my practice) froze in the air.
"I did," I smiled and Clockwork nodded,
"You did. You're still young."
"So… It won't last long," I said a bit disappointed. Clockwork shifted from an adult to an older man,
"You will get better in time. It will take practice. For now, start doing the two minute intervals."
I saluted,
"Sir, yes sir!"

He looked at me amused and I gulped,
"Uhh… Clockwork why do the Observants hate me so much anyway?"
"They hate what is more powerful than they," Clockwork said wisely, "You are very powerful- even if you don't realize it. You have the potential to know everything, it is one of the reasons I wanted you as my apprentice. As a result, you are more powerful than the Observants. They cannot handle the knowledge that you possess."
"Is that why they don't really get onto me for my pranks," I asked and Clockwork sighed,
"More than likely."
Holy heck that's a load of bull. They're just plain mean to me because I'm more powerful? Here I thought that if someone is more powerful than you that you make them friends, not enemies.Then an idea for revenge on the Observants popped into my head. I was about to ask Clockwork a question, but he beat me to it,

"Yes, your abilities to freeze time work on the Observants. They may watch over time but they themselves cannot control it."

I saluted.

000

I flew to Ghostwriter's lair as fast I could while I laughed my head off. He raised an eyebrow,

"I'm almost scared to ask."

I laughed even harder.
"What did you do," he finally asked as he sighed.

I couldn't answer him- I was laughing too hard. And to think I took pictures. I had froze them in time- even if it was for two minutes. It was long enough for me to draw all over their faces with pink permanent marker laced in ectoplasm. I had wrote the word dickhead on one of them, a dick on another, mustaches, beards and monocles on everyone.

The Observants never punished me for that prank- no matter how mad that they got. I didn't prank them all the time anyway. And despite what pranks I did do, I got farther than I thought possible in my field of knowledge due to being Clockwork's Apprentice.