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Possessive

Clockwork owned very few things, his Staff, his Citadel and his Title, he would admit open and honest that he tended to be quite possessive when it came to his stuff, so god bless anyone who tried to take those things away.

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"You did what?!" The echo bellowed throughout the Citadel, clocks ticking and chiming in the background only added to the unsettling fury.

The figure the question was directed to, visibly cowered, after all, this display pure rage wasn't just shown to anyone, as a matter of fact, the most anyone would have seen of him was only slight anger, a scoff or two there and at worst a fanged growl, but this, this was something far different.

"How dare you?" Clockwork's voice was steely and cold, the echo held his rage but he did not once shout, as level as it was, anyone under his current gaze would fall to their knees and beg for mercy and it looked like mercy was something he wouldn't offer at the moment.

Of course the cowering figure had too much pride to beg but he was no fool, with head bowed, he stuttered out and excuse.

"T-the Ob-observants-"

"What about them?" The Time Master was in no mood to hear of his so called employers.

"T-they s-sent me to do it, I-"

"Since when do you take orders from the Observants?" though it was a question the raised brow and half bared fangs of the Temporal Ghost made it look more like a cruel snide, the echo had yet to leave, and the figure cowered further.

"I-"

"You are but a scribe, but not their scribe-"

Somehow the scribe found courage.

"I am an Ancient's Scribe and-"

"and a poorly chosen one at that," the Time keeper waved him off with a hand, his voice going eerily quiet, but still yet cold, the echo remained and chills travelled down the figure's spine, " now tell me, Michael what would possess you to follow Observant orders, when you have paperwork to fill out for your Ancient? Hmm, what would possess you Michael to take the girl, my charge and toss her in there as if she were nothing more than a piece of filth?! Tell me Michael what in it could you have possibly gained?! Answer me Mich-!"

"My name is Michael (Mika-el) dammit-!"

"And My name is Clockwork, Master of Time and you just sent My charge, nothing short of a young girl, to her death, give me one good reason I shouldn't send you to yours", with that the afore mentioned Master of Time held his staff up an within the blink of an eye the Figure, who we now know as an Ancient's Scribe, found himself against a cog with the glowing staff pressed at his throat.

"You didn't do this because of the order did you? Everyone knows Ancient scribes serve none other than their Ancients, you did this out of your petty selfishness and for your own amusement, didn't you?!"

Despite the staff that was a hair's breadth from burning through his throat, the Scribe still found it in him to answer defiantly, "That child doesn't deserve to exist, she is unnatural, scrounged up and made-no cloned from another abomination, how dare you consider either of those disgusting creatures your charges-?"

"How dare I?! How dare I?!" The Time Keeper laughed, coldly, "How dare you, you came here to my Citadel, with a petty little smile, to tell me you've tossed my youngest charge into a realm filled with Murderers and Rapists, who would devour that child in seconds and you have the gall to tell me why I would consider her or her original my charges? You want an answer? The Time Master leaned in close, and whispered coldly, "Because they are far greater than you will ever be".

Michael gulped, if everyone knew not to anger an Ancient, now they'll know not to piss of the Time Master either, even if he wanted to beg, he would disgrace his Ancient, his Ancient!

"My Ancient shall hear of this!", the scribe smirked, he would get away, no one would face an ancient.

He was wrong.

"And what of it?!, the Scribe's smirk filled with fear and fell away so fast that if one had blinked they would have missed it. "I care not who your Ancient is, you just sent my Charge to a realm that even I would not wish upon my enemies," the Scribe gulped once more, Clockwork's crimson eyes grew a dark deep red, his gaze could not be called anything but intense and his words were more so, "bring her to me-"

"B-but I can't-"

"You can and you will, you're the one who sent her in there, so you'll be the one to bring her out and I swear if she does not live, you will not either"

"B-but I"

Clockwork swung his staff, the Scribe dropped down and screamed in pain.

"Oh get up I did not harm you…yet"

True to his word, Michael stood up to find himself uninjured but the shoulder section of his white cloak had turn to ash. The scribe shakily brushed it off and looked fearfully at the Time Master.

"BRING HER TO ME!"

All the poor scribe could do was nod, as he turned tail and flew fearfully out of the Citadel, he knew that today he had made a grave mistake.


It had taken hours but Michael had finally brought the reason for his trouble back to the Time Master. Not giving a damn at all Clockwork grabbed the child from the other and cradled her in his arms, the girl looked mere inches from becoming full ghost, body broken, bruised and her suit was covered in tear and leaking with ectoplasm.

The Time keeper looked from the child in his arms to the scribe, and he said in a low dangerous voice, "If she dies, I will end you-"

Before he could finish a flash of light and a figure completely covered in a Dark Purple robe filled his view.

"Chronus! What is the meaning of this! I find myself missing my scribe and everyone else tell me he's here, now expla-"

"He hurt me!"

Ordinarily the Scribe would have reprimanded for interrupting, but at seeing his state, the Ancient turned towards the Temporal Ghost with fiery eyes.

"You of all should know that attacking an Ancient's Scribe is basically suicide"

Clockwork met the gaze and held Dani tighter to himself.

"You of all should know", He then looked at the Scribe, "that attacking one's charge or child", he looked back at the Ancient, "is reason for war"

In the presence of his Ancient Michael grew bold, "you would start a war for that piece of child? You've lost many charges before have you not-?"

The Glare the Time Master sent had the Scribe physically cowering behind his Ancient.

"Yes I have lost many charges and one of them was Pandora's charge, this has not been the first time I lost a charge but this will very well be the last"

Hearing the Clockwork's words the Ancient instantly whipped around and pinned the Scribe.

"You attacked a Master's Charge? Do you have any sense? What in the world would possess you to attack the child?!"

"I asked him the same thing, only he didn't attack her, threw her in Noheinthur"

The Ancient turned and looked The Time Keeper dead in the eyes, before looking down at the young girl he held. The Ancient then whipped back once more… and struck the Scribe down.

Michael held his stinging cheek as he lay on the Citadel floor, "My lady-"

"My lady, nothing! She said, "How dare you? Have I taught you nothing? A mere child she is and you threw her into that realm, you have done a disgusting thing Michael-"

"But my lady-"

"No, I will not hear it, I knew of Pandora's charge, as a matter of fact, I wanted the child to be my scribe before you, what you have done… I will not punish you, she is not my charge", The Scribe visibly relaxed, "I will let Chronus decide what do with you", and Michael instantly went into panic.

"My lady please, punish me yourself, anything but him, I beg of you!"

"Very well, you shall be at his beck and call for a millennia", Michael's eyes widened in horror, " you will do everything he says, him or his charges-"

"But-"

"And every complaint extends your servitude, you will miss no days unless I give you that pardon, if you fail to do this it is a further extension, the third time I will consider this treason and you will be executed, do I make myself clear?"

The scribe stayed silent.

"Do I make myself clear?" Repeated the Ancient.

"Y-Yes my lady"

"Good"

She then turned to Clockwork, with robe covered arms held out.

"Give the child to me"

But instead of doing so, the Time Keeper looked at her, while subconsciously pulling the child closer to him.

The Ancient shook her head with a small chuckle.

"Very well, lower yourself so I can heal her"

The Temporal ghost still looked sceptical.

"Fine I will heal her, if you have that retched realm destroyed, get permission under my name if you have to I want it gone, but not by you, send your hound, I want you to make sure that your charges are safe, is that fair?"

This time Clockwork complied without hesitance, with a nod he began gently lowering himself on his knees, while carefully holding the child. The Ancient put her hands on the girl's stomach, a white glow emitted from it and slowly the cuts bruises and ectoplasmic tears and stains removed themselves from the unconscious Dani.

"She is lucky, those were not wounds from the villagers"

"No, she ran into the forest before any of them could see her, but that forest is just as bad as its villagers"

"True", said the Ancient as she placed a stray lock of hair behind the now healed child's ear.

She looked pensive, or as pensive as you can seem when your entire body sans your eyes are hidden by a cloak.

"You would have claimed war for this charge- er any of your charges would you not? One of your many monikers includes Father Time, why do you not have children of your own?"

She had been looking at Dani the entire time and only looked at the Temporal Ghost for his response.

Clockwork chuckled softly, "My charges are all I need, my lady"

The Ancient chuckled aswell, "I thought you might say that, far too young for one of you own aren't you child? Your core is still yet soft, but I am glad, it is rare to find in those with power", she rose and stood near her scribe, who was currently still holding his now swollen cheek, We will be seeing each other more Chronus"

"Of course my lady"

The Ancient the addressed her Scribe, "Your Servitude begins tomorrow with a formal apology to both Chronus and his charge"

"Yes my lady"

With that they both disappeared in a flash of Purple.

Leaving Clockwork alone with his charge.


After the Ancient and her Scribe left, Clockwork teleported Dani to her room and tucked her in, just in time for two halo like rings to wash over her and revert her into human form. With that done, he teleported into the Observatory.

Let's just say the few Observants that had ordered the child's demise are no longer able to be found and the Time Keeper got full clearance to destroy the realm. All in all it took an hour or two at most and he teleported into his citadel with a cruel smile on his face.

He headed to the kitchen from the viewing area and grabbed a container from off of the table, he had made a batch of cookies the day prior, popping back into the viewing area, he opened a portal and one of his other charges stepped out, wordlessly he offered the other the container, he received a nod of thanks as the he sat down on the purple couch.

Smirking, the Time Master placed a hand on the fiery head.

"Good boy"

The large Phantom huffed.

Clockwork's smirk grew bigger.

"I have a reward for you Dan"


So yes, Clockwork owned very few things, his Staff, his Citadel and his Title, he would admit open and honest that he tended to be quite possessive when it came to his stuff, so god bless anyone who tried to take those things away and his charges were his.


AN/: This was what happened before Lap Dog, we'll get to see what happened to Dani soon, or maybe we already have? hehe, Alright, y'all keep guessing where this is going ;)

So like i mentioned before, the rest of the drabbles are all going to be pieces, tiny pieces of a puzzle, and i wanna see how well you guys put them together, Scared, Names, Lap Dog, It Begins and obviously this one are included as these pieces, good luck trying to piece things together. More are on the way, if tell me what you think is happening as either a review or PM me, i'll tell you how close you are ;) Also requests are still open guys.

If all goes well i will also be updating tomorrow, i saw a request a bit late, i saw it after i had typed up this, so i will try to do that request for ya friend :) this one will NOT be a part of the "Pieces arc"

But anyway you guys know the drill, send me your requests, and I'll write 'em, ask me your questions and I'll answer them, send me your reviews and I'll smile like the little nut I am.

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