Cristaldragon: I had written this chapter a couple of weeks ago but I've been having trouble with my pen drive (it went blank) and I had to rewrite it twice. I hope you like it and that is not too mixed up or to hairy or anything of the sort. Tollivandi is been sometime since I heard of you I'm glad you still reading this, even do I was missing for the whole summer, I always get inspired when you review me, thanks.

I don't own anything, except Cronos.

Chapter 13: Clues and mirrors

"Only you, only you can do it…" were the last words Danny heard before he became unconscious. He opened his eyes and found himself in endless abyss, unable to tell what was up or down. Before he panicked a small light shined before him, Danny used all his efforts to reach it, he even tried transforming but it didn't worked. After saying twice every bad word he knew, he yelled "I just want to get out of here!" a wind blow towards the light, taking him to it.

He opened his eyes to see and unfamiliar ceiling. Unwillingly his head turned towards the side and he saw a small rabbit with floppy ears. "It was just a dream…" said a voice coming from his mouth that wasn't his. The body went to sleep but Danny was wide awake and saw the dreams or memories of the boy.

A red haired boy and a girl where together in front of a painting as the boy said "In a night where no one's around, the snowfield with blue shadows is just there. In a space that seems frozen in time, the snow keeps falling slowly and silently."

A red haired boy was looking into the snowing sky while a woman covered in a sheet came up to him.

"So here you are…"

The boy turned to the woman and said "Oh, it's you."

"What's wrong? Why have you left the painting that you started? You're the only one who can paint it…"

"Just now, someone has…" A bell was heard across the snowy wasteland, the tower was becoming visible through the falling snow. "No, no it was nothing. It's just strange. I wonder why the shadow of the snow here isn't blue. When the snow is so white…"

"What?"

"But why, why is it that I remember its shadow being blue? Remember? What does it mean to remember?"

The woman embraced the boy covering him with her sheet saying "Just forget. Forget all of them. Forget everything but me. Everything…"

The red haired boy was painting when a boy with black hair came into the same room.

"Did you create this world for them? I can't believe they got you so easily. I'm here to take you home, Daisuke."

The red haired boy stopped painting, turned around and said "You are… Who are you?"

"What a rotten attitude to have when I've come all the way here to rescue you! You want to know who I am! I'm you're other half!" yelled the black hair boy grabbing the other by his shirt.

"What? Dark?"

"I am you!"

The red haired boy stood in front of a black haired man. "If Dark appears in reaction to feeling of romantic love…What can those feelings that act as a trigger mean? Romantic love… consists of positive, bright, pure emotions. And… they are powerful. I've wonder… is it those feelings… that allow dark to appear without hurting you? It's just a theory of mine. I'm sure Dark will never tell. And, like your grandpa… once you're truly in love, will Dark disappear? Because romantic love will become true love. Those impulsive feelings of romantic love… will change… into a love that's strong, but resilient… that lasts forever. I think that's what happens, anyway…

Da... Right now, you're using the wrong key to release '...'. Until you find the right key, the door to '...' won't open."

Upon realizing the similarity between the boy and himself, he was expelled back into the endless abyss. This time the place was illuminated by many lights, each one shining memories of the person they lead to. Many of them kept showing many memories and emotions but there was one that only showed one thing over and over, radiating anger.

A boy was crying in the middle of a raining night in the street where the passing cars splashed water at him. He was kneeling in front of a puddle.

"No llores, sabes que nunca te abandonare," said a voice.

"¿Me lo prometes?" asked the boy between sobs.

"Amigos hasta la muerte," answered the voice.

Danny's presence was noticed and he was quickly expelled. Back in the endless abyss his hope was diminishing by the minute. Wait, if by wanting to get out of here I can move to the lights, what if I concentrate on wanting to go home. He closed his eyes as he started flying to one of the lights, hoping it was his.

Danny opened his eyes to find himself looking at a familiar ceiling. He sighted in the inside and tried to stand up. His body didn't move and a voice said "You are a guest now. It's rude for guests to try and take command. So, how does it feel?" Danny used all his strength to punch himself and his body responded. "Alright, alright, I think we need to talk face to face," said the voice. His eyes closed and instead of being in darkness, everything was white an endless white.

"Over here." He turns to find Danny Phantom in front of him without the jumpsuit. Instead, he wears white pants and shirt seemly made of a delicate fabric, a worn out brown cape that covered half his body and he was bare foot. "Well aren't you going to say hello to your long lost brother?"

"You can feel the same things I feel…"

"Yeah, I believe you already know that."

"You can feel the same things I feel and you didn't do anything…"

"What are you talking about?"

"You didn't do anything to help Tucker when he was killed!"

"And what would you have wanted me to do? Kill someone else?"

"YES, the bastard that killed him!"

"That's nice Danny, very nice, kill someone who's already dead!" Danny fell to his knees. Everything that he has seen in this day was finally taking its toll. "To the death life is the end and that's your department, bro." Danny gave a chuckle. "What's so funny?"

"You called me bro," said Danny almost laughing.

"Uh…Is it ok if I do… you know… call you 'bro'?" asked the Phantom almost apologizing.

"It's ok… I always wondered what it would be like to have a brother."

"Yes but it was a brother instead of Jazz." The two of them started laughing.

"So, how should I call you?" asked Danny standing up.

"You can call me Dark," said the boy.

"Dark? Sounds familiar… why?" asked Danny.

"It was how the Second Hand of Time used to call me. She said I was just like Dark," answered the boy. Danny and Dark shake hands. "You can keep the body, you'll need it more than me," said Dark as the endless white disappeared and Danny opened his eyes, finding himself in his room, in control of his body, and with Cronos leaning to the wall in front of him.