A/N Here we are; the final chapter! *le gasp* Starring none other than one of my favorite ghosts, Clockwork, and...well, you'll see. Enjoy!
Ghost Zone, Clockwork's Citadel, 23:59
"Hello, Clockwork." Clockwork turned from his screens to look at the small hooded figure standing in his room.
"Ah, hello, friend," he greeted, turning into a child. "I foresaw that we would meet again."
"Yeah, with you being the almighty ghost of time and all that," the female hooded one laughed. "If you knew I was coming, then do you have what I want?"
"No, not written, but I have the tapes if you wish to novelize them," Clockwork offered.
"That would be wonderful," the girl accepted. Clockwork handed her a few DVDs. "I didn't know you could record things like this."
"I can, I just choose not to most of the time," Clockwork explained, turning into an elder. As the girl pulled out a laptop from her bag and began to burn the DVDs, Clockwork turned to the screens. His friends were fussing over Nico back at Camp Half-Blood, and he was overwhelmed by all the attention.
Danny's friends, meanwhile, were finishing the way they started; celebrating their victory at the Nasty Burger.
"I will never understand why they call it the Nasty Burger," Clockwork admitted.
"Blame Hartman," the girl said. "It was probably his idea, anyway, and I'll eat my notebook if it wasn't."
"Yes, yes," Clockwork said, turning into an adult. "You do realize that the Son of Hades is suspecting that this whole thing was your idea, correct?"
"Suspects?" The girl let out a laugh. "Clockwork, he doesn't suspect, he knows. He knows me too well, Nico."
"Do you think that Hades will tell the boy that it was I who told him not to go after him?"
"Perhaps. You can never tell with gods. It doesn't matter, anyway. Hades can't touch this place."
"Unless you make it so."
"But I'm lazy and don't feel like it. So you're safe."
"For now." Clockwork sighed. "Just a question; why did you make it this way? It was supposed to be something quite different."
"I was going to spare Hades the humiliation of losing some fortunes and Nico the humiliation of being yelled at by his father…sooner than usual. Besides, I enjoy torturing Skulker."
"What did he do to you?"
"Captured and imprisoned me until I and got my enchanted diamond sword and sic'd an army of creepers on him. So I have a personal score to settle with him."
"I see." Clockwork morphed into a child once more. "When will this story go online?"
"As soon as I finish burning the DVDs to my laptop and write it," the girl answered.
"…and you do realize that Skulker was going to kidnap Nico either way, correct?"
"Of course. But Nico's my friend; I had to save him from there."
"Then why did you make him get kicked so many times?" The girl smirked under her hood.
"Revenge for stealing my iPod for a week." Clockwork shook his head.
"You seem to enjoy torturing your characters," he observed, turning into an elder. The girl shrugged.
"Sometimes they deserve it, like Skulker," the girl explained. "But Nico's my friend. One of my best, actually. He knows there's no hard feeling between us." She looked up and stared at a wall. "At least, I hope not…But I wouldn't kill off any of their friends. I'm just not that type of person. I would never do that to my friends. But sometimes you just need something…different in their lives. Maybe some new friends or allies, or perhaps new enemies." She looked at her laptop. "Oh, the DVDs are burned. Thanks, Clockwork." She handed the DVDs back. She then turned to go.
"Oh, and Sakra?" Sakra turned to see the adult version of Clockwork. "Keep a close eye out for your friends. With the way these stories are going, they're going to need it." Sakra smiled and disappeared into the darkness.
A/N: Well, this is the end of it. Good job, agents. Although, be aware; I might call you back for one last mission. Thank you, everyone, for reviewing. It means the world to me. Now, let's nuke the review button, for old times' sake?