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Thanks, once again, to my reviewers and my eloquent beta, Kradeiz. You guys are the people who make me want to write this stuff!

Now, believe it or not, I am really not very good at the love stuff. Really, I'm not! Although I have a few ideas in store that will probably alter the course of my story as we know it, I'm not good with the love stuff.

That said, sorry this episode of WotG2 took longer than usual too shields head from angry mob. To see the reason this chapter took so long, see above paragraph.

Now with all that out of the way, enjoy!

"Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead."
-Benjamin Franklin

(Danny): In Clockwork we Trust

"So Tir and Delphina are officially together?" I asked, sitting cross-legged on my bed the next morning, "Why didn't you wake me up and tell me?"

"What happened the last time I woke you up?" Jazz asked, arching her eyebrow.

"I have the habit of waking up with a case of the combat reflexes, okay?" I said defensively, "Besides, how did I know you were bringing me breakfast in bed?"

Jazz rolled her eyes, which didn't surprise me in the least, and left, saying, "I have a fresh Saturday morning ahead of me, so I'm going to go spend it somewhere else if you don't mind."

I was cut off from giving her a rebuttal when Tucker said out of nowhere, "Hi, I'm Tucker Foley! Don't let the PDA, glasses and lack of muscles fool you; I'm a stud!"

I aimed my finger at Tucker's chest and fired, knocking Dani out of him easily. Without missing a step she changed into her human form and said cheerfully, "Hey cuz, Sam, what's up?"

"Hey Dani," Sam answered a bit less than cheerfully, considering the last time they'd met Sam ended up with a plate of cafeteria food on her face, "So what brings you back for round two?"

"She's a little touchy this morning, Danny," Dani said, "You might want to consider letting her get some sleep for the next few nights."

Tucker and Dani both laughed so hard their sides almost split as our faces burned with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns.

After they'd calmed down a bit and my face had cooled down a few notches I asked flatly, "Seriously Dani, what's up?"

The smile never left Dani's face as she said, "I heard my cousin's been running into a bit of trouble with some half-ghost creep who isn't Vlad, so I figured I'd lend a hand."

"Not much you can do against this guy," I sighed, "I couldn't beat him even if I wanted to."

"I'm stronger than I used to be, Danny," Dani prodded, "Besides, how can any ghost stand a chance against your ghostly wail?"

"He hit the guy with it full force and it barely even fazed him," Sam answered, giving Dani a warning look, "Besides, you've only got half the story…"

So we sat down and told Dani everything that we knew about Tir, how he became a half-ghost, why he had a grudge against me, and why I couldn't fight him on even terms. By the end of the whole telling the smile was off Dani's face. But only for a second.

"I think I can pull a few strings here," she said deviously. Then froze. "Wait, did you say his ghost form's name was Yurei?"

"Yup, whatever that means," Tucker said as he folded his arms behind his head.

"Oh, my God!" Dani said, all trace of her seriousness gone, "Guys, Tir's Yurei Ninja!"

There was a moment of silence where Sam, Tucker and I exchanged blank looks. "And, this is who?"

"Only the hottest ghost boy in Japan!" Dani squealed. She stopped giggling long enough to take in our looks and she explained, "He appeared mysteriously in Japan a year ago and rallied an army of people and ghosts to defeat some ghost whose name meant 'King of Demons' or something. I passed by Japan on my way back to Amity and picked up a few t-shirts."

Sam took one look at the t-shirt Dani passed her and asked, "Why does every ghost boy out there have his own line of merchandise?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked, "I don't have my own products!"

"Want a squeaky toy in your image?" Sam smiled and tossed me a small toy that looked like me when I was flying.

"Can we focus here?" Dani asked. Hearing those words from her mouth got our attention. "Look, I can do some 'behind the scenes' work here to try and loosen your friend up a bit and take his focus off you."

"How?" we asked in unison.

"I'll find a way," she answered as she disappeared into thin air.

"Well, the fate of the town may now rest in the hands of my twelve year-old clone," I sighed.

"We're doomed," Sam said with mock despair, "So who's up for some November fun?"

"Such as?" Tucker and I asked.

"Walking around and trying to find your old friend in the midst of a slip-up," she said happily, "Now let's get your sister's camera!"

OOOOO (Tir)

"Good morning!" I said cheerfully, striding into the dining area, "So what's for breakfast?"

"Nothing you're going to like," Mom said as I set the table, "Your alter ego is sure making a name for himself here. Listen."

She turned up the radio as Miss Snow started off, "Good morning, Amity! We have some other news this morning but what we have here makes the rest of it boring in comparison! We have a live report coming in from our own Mr. Lance Thunder at Casper High right now; Lance?"

"Thanks, Tiffany. Folks it seems that according to reports from people here last night that Casper High was victim to yet another ghost attack.

"It seems that we now have two trademark ghosts in Amity. One is our illustrious Danny Phantom, the mysterious ghost-boy who uses his powers to aid the common people, and a new and even more mysterious stranger.

"They were seen here last night fighting another ghost, seemingly on the same side, and beat the other ghost when the ghost who'd helped Phantom started attacking the boy. Eye-witness reports claim that this other ghost indeed looks very much like some sort of gargoyle.

"Indeed, even Phantom's best attempts to beat him were thwarted when one of Casper High's students intervened on Phantom's behalf. Despite obvious misgivings towards phantom, the gargoyle ghost seemed to back off when confronted with a civilian.

"The questions that I'm sure we're all asking are 'who is this mysterious apparition?' 'What does he want?' And 'why the grudge against our ghost boy?' We'll have more on this at six."

"That doesn't sound good," Ronnie said, having joined us in the middle of the report.

"The only good I can see is that Phantom's as much on the ropes here as I am," I replied, putting down my spoon. "I'll be downtown. Don't wait up."

OOOOO

I was just about to knock on the door when it swung inwards and a man's voice growled, "Who are you and what do you want?"

"In order; my name is Tirrell Morgan and I was wondering if Delphina Masa lives here," I answered. The guy's voice grated like two rocks rubbing together, and he sounded pretty big too.

"Well take off those shades, boy, and-" the guy paused for a second, then turned around and shouted, in a much higher voice, "Delphi! Door for ya!"

The guy turned back towards me and growled, "I said lose the shades, kid."

"Dad, who-" a little girl's voice said, then paused. She must have seen me because she ran up the stairs squealing, "Delphi, your boyfriend's here!"

There was a moment's silence, then…

"I didn't make out with your daughter last night!" I said quickly.

"WHAT!"

OOOOO (Delphina)

"Smooth move, mister big mouth!" I shot Tir a withering glare as we walked down the sidewalk together, "You've just broken a new record!"

"So has your dad," he answered, twisting a finger around in his ear, "I didn't even know that human vocal cords could make a sound that loud."

"Just be glad he was in a yelling mood," I shot back, "And be very glad that half the neighborhood was still asleep."

"Why?" he asked.

"Because if the same stunt you just pulled happened around lunchtime, you'd be the key ingredient they put in the soup!" I answered.

"Again, why?" he asked.

"Because my dad is the type who believes in arranged relationships," I answered impatiently, "Especially the ones arranged by him. My opinion comes second."

"Harsh,' he said, wincing. Then he asked the smartest thing he'd asked all day, "If that's the case, then why'd he call you down in time to save my butt?"

I drew a blank at that one. "I honestly don't know. But anyway, we're going to have to try and keep things on the hush-hush, okay?"

"Meaning…" he began.

"Nothing a couple would do in a public place," I answered, tightening my coat around my shoulders as a cool breeze started to blow up.

"Not even a little second-base?" he asked pitifully.

"Tir, I invented the art of guilt-tripping. Trust me, you've got nothin'," I said flatly, "And especially not second-base."

"How about in private?" he asked slyly, slowly extending an arm across my back.

"Ahem," I growled, and his arm returned to his side, "And again, no."

"Why not?" he mock-whined.

"Do you just want to date me to try and feel me up, or what?" I asked, arching an eyebrow.

"Well I can't see you, now can I?" he asked in return. I gave him a hard stare for a moment before he laughed, "I'm kidding."

"Look, all I'm asking is that we ease ourselves into this, okay?" I said.

"So, what you're saying," he began, "Is that in order to keep each of us in one piece, we've got to keep our relationship secret?"

"Pretty much," I answered, "I can smooth things over with my dad, but my sisters are going to prove interesting."

"Cool!" Tir said enthusiastically, "I've always wanted a secret relationship where everybody's wondering where I go every night!"

I hadn't expected such a good reaction from Tir, so I slipped up and said, "So long as it stays that way. Now let's go sight-seeing!"

I kissed him on the cheek, just when two camera flashes went off. I looked up, just as my two little sisters popped up from one bush, and Danny, Sam and Tucker popped up from another.

"Oh, please continue," Tucker grinned, "I can guarantee these pictures'll score huge hits on the Internet."

I glanced at Tir. We were still for a second before he said, "I'll take Tucker and co, you handle your sisters."

"The 'Net's a-waitin'," Meg taunted.

My head snapped back towards my two sisters, who knew that it was time to run. In unison Tir and I shouted, "I WANT THAT FILM!"

OOOOO

"So how long did it take you to catch them?" Tir asked as we resumed our walk down the sidewalk.

"Ten minutes, not counting the six fences I had to leap," I answered, fingering the camera film I had in my coat pocket, "You?"

"Fifteen, and that's only because Tucker handed it off to Danny," he answered, "I still managed to get him in a flying tackle."

"Well you look like you'd be pretty good at it," I answered, "You run fast for a blind guy."

"My other senses kicked in to help a long time ago," he answered, "I've learned to rely on them, and now I can see nearly as well as I could with my eyes."

"Cool," I said as we drew up to the Nasty Burger, "So are you hungry yet or should we keep going?"

"Nah, I'm good," I answered. His head perked up for a second and he asked, "So aside from selling the stuff on the Internet, why are your sisters snapping pictures left, right and center?"

"My dad is like a lawyer," I answered grimly, "He doesn't prosecute without evidence."

"Well that would explain a lot," he answered, "And just so you know, my family doesn't have any problems with who I date, so we're free of torment there."

"Great! Let's go!" I said with my first real enthusiasm that day.

OOOOO

"Hey Tir," Mrs. Morgan called cheerfully. She hesitated a moment, then said, "Oh, it's you."

"We'll just be in my room until lunch, okay Mom?" Tir told her. We headed into his room and he was just turning on his V Cube when there was a knock on the door.

"Tir, get your clothes back on and give me a hand with something out here!" Tir's sister called. We both blushed beet-red when she said that.

"If you'll excuse me," he said lightly, "I need to go help my sister, then hang her."

I laughed, then when Tir left the room I looked around. The place was filled with posters and pictures. There was an entire wall of stuff on some guy called Yurei Ninja; posters, pictures, articles, and so on.

He had three shelves on one wall crammed with books, the odd bits of ghost-hunting equipment here and there, and other stuff that made his room seem more like an average guy's room.

He had several games for his V Cube, including 'Doomed', and a computer not three feet from said video game console.

I walked over to his computer, sat down and decided to download my character from Doomed. Just as I started the download I looked up and saw a small picture taped to the wall. I took it down and looked at more closely.

Tir was there in a suit. His tie was loose, his suit was askew, and his hair was the messiest I'd ever seen it. But to be honest, he wasn't what had my attention.

He was sitting on a park bench beside the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen. The weirdest thing was, she looked like a blond version of me, only she looked ten times better. She looked like me, but her looks were twisted just a bit so that they perfectly complemented each other. She made Paulina look sub-average.

She's perfect, I thought to myself, How can I compete with perfect?

"You can be honest, Delphina," a strange, yet very kind voice said from behind me, "honesty and kindness can surpass even the most divine beauty."

I turned around, and there was a ghost floating in front of me. He had pale blue skin, and was wearing a long pale purple shirt, with a deeper purple cloak over it. He had red eyes, with a weird black scar over his left one. He had a staff about as tall as he was with a timepiece in the end. All that wasn't really weird, considering some of the ghosts I've seen, but he had the contents of a grandfather clock embedded in his chest.

He looked like an ancient old man, but I blinked in surprise as he changed suddenly into a child version of himself.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. I looked towards the door and said, "You might want to speak quickly, in case they come back."

"They wouldn't be able to return here, even if they wanted to, Miss Masa," the ghost said, changing into a grown man, "This is a conversation solely between you and I."

"Not return?" I asked. I started backing away from him. "Who are you and what have you done with them?"

"Introductions, fine. I am Clockwork, the Master of Time. I was charged several months ago to safeguard two special beings, the likes of whom have only been seen a handful of times before."

"Who are these two?" I asked, my curiosity overcoming my caution.

"They are the two half-ghosts Danny Phantom and Yurei Ninja," he answered, changing back into an old man, "And unfortunately, what I gave to them was not, or should I say, will not, be enough. You see, for me, time moves backwards, and forwards, and…"

"So why bring me into this?" I asked, trying to bring the conversation back to point. Clockwork chuckled, then held out the last thing I would've expected. In his hand he held out a marble. I took it.

It was a large marble, about the size of a human eye. It was white, with slight grey blotches along its surface.

"You see, Delphina," he explained, "I cannot act directly in time unless time directly involves me. Thus I must act through others. I have done all that I can to help Danny and Yurei, and I am forbidden from interacting with them anymore, until this chain of events has been brought full circle. Thus I must help them without talking right to their faces."

"Well thanks," I said awkwardly, "But what's with the marble?"

"That is no marble. It is the Eye of the Wanderer, a very powerful talisman. The person who wields it gains extraordinary powers."

"How?" I asked.

"You see, at the beginning of time the now extinct race of angels from on high took mortal wives who stayed on earth and raised their children. Their children grew into giants, beings of tremendous strength and power. Now, every human being that is alive today carries that divine blood. The Eye is the only thing that can awaken a human's divine lineage."

"So how am I supposed to use it?" I asked.

"The Eye, once it is taken into you, will awaken that dormant strain in your blood," Clockwork answered, "But I should warn you, the process will be very painful, and it requires so much power that often you need to create a second body to keep from being destroyed. It requires so much energy that many humans would perish from the experience."

"So how powerful would I be?" I asked, "As powerful as Danny Phantom?"

"Not at first, and not in the same ways, but you would be able to master your powers eventually," he answered, arching an eyebrow, "Unfortunately I cannot give you time to consider this. My fellows have ordered that you either accept or decline my offer. They won't allow something as powerful as the Eye to linger in the human world for very long. You may keep it for seven days to consider. Should you decline all you need to do is whisper 'Time out', and I will return."

"What's the catch?" I asked, "Am I going to become some sort of goody two-shoes or what?"

"No," Clockwork chuckled, "You will be no different in persona from what you are now. And the only catches are the decisions you will have to make one day. They would make you wish that this power had never come to you. Do not look so solemn, child. I can assure you that whatever decisions you make one day will be the right ones."

"Please, consider carefully, my dear, and if you so choose, use the Eye where and when it will draw as little attention to you as possible," Clockwork said gently. Then he spun his staff in a circle around him and said, "Time In!" and he was gone.

I looked down at the marble in my hand, the only proof that what had just transpired actually happened.

I heard the door open, and tucked the Eye in my pocket. Tir was there and asked cheerfully, "So you wanna go bowling tonight? They finally have the lanes fixed and mom and Ronnie just agreed to come."

I touched my pocket, remembering Clockwork's warning; "Something as powerful as the eye cannot linger in the human world for long."

I wondered why that was so. Dismissing the matter I turned to Tir and smiled, "I'm there!"

OOOOO (Tucker)

"Geek One to Clueless One! Do you read, Over!" I hissed over my walkie-talkie.

"Clueless One to Geek One! Why am I Clueless One?" Danny asked.

"Goth One?" I asked.

"Shut it!" Sam threatened, "What's your status?"

"Targets and co. have left the building. Surveillance shows they seem to be heading for the Lanes," I answered.

"How do you know that?" Danny asked.

"Planted a bug on him when I passed the camera to you," I answered proudly.

"Goth One to Squad! Let's move!"

OOOOO (Delphina)

"This is bad," I said grimly.

"What?" Tir asked as we entered the lanes. His question was answered when my dad shouted from the far lane, "WHOOOOOOO! Strike three! This is my best game in years!"

"Oh," Tir sighed, "Well, let's just make the best of our situation."

"How?" I asked, trying to keep myself as inconspicuous as possible.

"By completely ignoring him until we have to talk to him," Tir answered, "It's either that or go home miserable."

"Since you put it that way," I grinned deviously, "Let's bowl!"

OOOOO (Sam)

"Great," Tucker griped as we made our way into the bowling alley, "I was hoping for some great make-out shots and blackmail footage, and they go to a bowling alley where her dad's maybe four lanes away! How unfair is that?"

"Keep in mind we still have last night's tape, Tuck," Danny answered, "Besides, you guys never got any sort of stuff like this when I was going out with Valerie or Paulina… did you?"

"Does this mean he knows about our stash?" Tucker asked before his Monsieur Ribcage met my Madame Elbow. He shut himself up after that.

Danny shot us a suspicious look before we stepped inside. We saw Ronnie and Mrs. Morgan in the nearest lane.

"Uh guys, where're Delphina and Tir?"

OOOOO (Delphina)

"Enough!" I gasped. I sat down and put my back up against the wall of the bowling alley. "I think my tongue has a Charlie-horse," I said between breaths.

"I don't think I've ever done that before," Tir said as he leaned on the wall beside me.

"What?" I asked playfully, "Given someone else's tongue a Charlie-horse?"

"No," he hesitated a moment, "Well yes, but that's not what I'm talking about. I just haven't ever kissed someone before."

"Wait," I said flatly. I got up and took hold of each of his shoulders and said, "So I'm the first person you have ever kissed?"

"Yeah, pretty much," Tir answered, "Now as I was doing before we took a break…"

He drew me close to him and our lips locked. Just as I felt an enormous rush of energy Tir pushed me off him and hissed, "We're not alone."

I wondered what he meant when a little girl with black hair and blue eyes ran into the bowling alley yelling, "Run! Run for your lives! It's a ghost!"

Without a backward glance (you know what I mean) Tir pushed me in through the door and rasped, "I'll by you some time! Now run!"

OOOOO (Danny)

"Woohoo! Strike! Ha ha!" I shouted, "That's my fifth strike this game!"

"That's nice," Sam said sarcastically, cleaning out her ear, "My melted earwax will remember it until my eardrums stop vibrating."

I was cut off from making a clever remark (again) when Dani ran into the bowling alley screaming, "Ghost! Ghost! Everybody run!"

"What's this all about?" I had to shout over the roar of the crowd.

Dani grinned innocently at me and answered, "Just leave it to me, Senor Serious!"

She disappeared instantly, before I could respond. I sighed, looked back at Tucker and Sam, and said, "We knew something like this was coming, so maybe we should go."

"But Danny," Sam argued, "The bowling alley's empty!"

Tucker pointed behind Sam, and we both looked and saw Delphina there against the door where I knew she hadn't been a second ago.

"What are you guys doing here?" she asked breathlessly, "Run!"

Before any of us could move another step a massive white fist crashed through the wall not six inches over Delphina's head. The next instant Tir, along with a good chunk of the wall, fell in, with an unexpected enemy added to the mix.

The ghost looked up at us with great green eyes. The second they fixed on me there was only one word spoken:

"YOU!"

OOOOO (Delphina)

I looked up to where the knight was pointing, and for a second I saw Phantom before my eyes stopped hazing over and Danny Fenton and the others were there.

There was the tiniest flicker of movement from beneath the ghost, and Yurei looked up at me. His golden eyes met mine for a second before he roared, "Run!"

"Silence, fool!" the knight roared, "Do not show disrespect to the Fright Knight! I am the spirit of Halloween, the Master of Fear, and the Judge of all Damned Souls! And I am not here for you!"

With one powerful flick of Yurei's tail it wrapped around his arm and threw him to the ground in front of him.

"Don't overestimate your abilities," Yurei grated, "I am a warrior, no less than you. So then what are you looking for?"

The Fright Knight got up and drew his sword. It glowed a sickly green, and it had a spiked pumpkin for a pommel. "I seek the Eye of the Wanderer, so that it may yield the kind of power that shall bring unto me new life!"

He rushed towards Yurei, missed, and whirled around. Yurei just barely caught his sword in his teeth. He bit hard, until Fright Knight's sword and Yurei's fangs grated on one another like nails on a chalkboard. "Well I don't have it!" Yurei shot back, "So you're going to have to look elsewhere!"

Finally he thrust forward, trying to push Yurei off balance. Yurei went with his sword until he released it and dropped to the ground. With one swift movement he was on his feet and with a roar his claws ripped across the ghost's back.

The Fright Knight howled in pain, then whistled (how, no clue, but he did) and instantly a set of dagger-like fangs bit into Yurei's shoulder. I nearly screamed when I saw that the creature was a massive winged demon-horse.

"Fool!" the Fright Knight fumed, "It is not you whom I seek!" He turned then and looked directly at me, and I swear I felt a chill of pure terror shiver down my spine.

Yurei grasped the horse by the nostrils, and pulled. Slowly the jaws came apart, though unfortunately that was more than enough time for the Fright Knight to turn back around and regain his sword.

"Taste the flame of my Soul Shredder, child of two worlds!" He bellowed, pointing his sword at Yurei's chest. Instantly thick green flames leapt from his sword and approached Yurei. They licked at his chest for a moment, then burned deep into Yurei's flesh.

"Do you like this power of mine, half-ghost abomination?" Fright Knight sneered (or he would've been sneering if he'd had a mouth), "I call it the Agony Chain. It arouses in you the sensation of ultimate pain."

"Imagine the feeling of being crushed into dust. Then magnify that feeling a thousand fold, and imagine it enduring forever."

"Oh, that's right," he stepped forward, then kicked Yurei in the stomach, "You don't have to imagine."

"He just might," a very different voice said, just as a little girl in black and white slammed her heel into the ghost's helmet. He toppled forwards, pitched over Yurei and landed right under his horse. The flames around Yurei vanished instantly.

If this wasn't a battle for Yurei's life, I thought to myself, she would be so adorable!

"You alright?" the little girl asked as she helped Yurei up.

"I am now," he answered. He turned around and looked at the Fright Knight. "What'll we do with him?"

"Send him back to the Ghost Zone?" the little girl asked.

Yurei grinned, "Not a bad idea."

OOOOO (Tir)

"So who are you?" I asked as I looked down at the little girl. She was young, only eleven or twelve years old by the looks of things. She had her silver hair tied back in a small ponytail, and her green eyes looked up at me kindly enough. She was dressed in black and white, and she seemed a little taller than she actually was because she was wearing heels.

"I'm Dani," was all she answered. It was at that moment that I noticed the symbol on her chest. It matched Phantom's exactly.

With one smooth flick my tail was around her neck and ready to drive her head into a wall. "Who are you?" I asked again, this time in a less compassionate voice.

"It's not Danny, you doofus!" she shot back, wriggling to try and free herself, "It's Da-ni, put the stress on the last syllable, blockhead!"

We stared each other down for a moment before I relented and released her. "Very well," I said, "Then you must at least explain that," I pointed to Phantom's symbol on her chest.

"No way," she said, sticking out her tongue as she vanished from sight.

I stared at the wall. I could feel a vein throbbing in my head.

"You alright?" I looked down as Delphina stepped up to me and asked.

"No," I answered in a low voice, "But I'd best return you to your home."

"Where's Tir?" she asked.

"He's fine," I lied through my teeth, "I got him out of the way in time."

"Good," she gasped with relief, "Can I see him?"

"He ran as fast as he could to make sure you'd gotten out with the crowd," I answered, which was at least half true, "Besides, he told me something about you two meeting tonight."

"I don't think I could stomach it," she said as politely as she could, "Tell him I'm taking a rain check on tonight, okay?"

"Okay," he answered, "But that doesn't mean that I cannot escort you home."

"Alright," she laughed, "Let's go home."

OOOOO (Delphina)

"So this is why Clockwork didn't want me keeping this for more than a week," I said as I paced the length of my room, staring at the Eye, "It attracts ghosts, and powerful ones at that."

"And what did he mean by a 'second body'? Am I going to have to split in two to use this thing?"

"Delphi!" my mom called up the stairs, "Phone for you!"

I grabbed my bedside phone and answered, "Hello?"

"Hello," a voice said from behind me so suddenly that I dropped the phone...

XXXXX

And that's all for Chapter Ten! I swear there's this little voice in my head that keeps telling me to stop on a cliffhanger. I don't know whether he hates me, or likes me.

Anybody wondering who the mystery ghost is? I'll give you a hint; it's female. Guess who it is first and the next chapter is dedicated to you (be sure to guess right; it's a good one)

The next chapter should conclude this little segment in TDF, and in it, I will paint a picture in your mind's eye to rival the marvels of the Almighty!

Stay tuned for Chapter Eleven (Coming soon to a computer near you!)!