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Clockwork sighed deeply, pulling the thick hood of his cloak tighter around his face. The other shadowed figures watched him, their eyes glowing from beneath their own hoods.

"Clockwork." One whispered. "You know what must be done. We haven't come together again, just to let our home fall into ruin."

"We are the ancient ones." Another said in a low toneless voice, frost clinging to his stiff coat. "It is our ever-lasting duty to put our home and its safety before ourselves…along with anyone whom we may have become attached to. Daniel is your charge. You've known you would have to do this the moment you met him."

"I am not foolish, Glacien." The time ghost replied calmly. "But Daniel is a very unstable child…Right now, he needs his friends to comfort him."

"You need to get to him before the elder halfa." The ancient, identified as Glacien, continued, his voice remaining emotionless. "The two of them together is a recipe for disaster."

"I think they're both detestable" Another figure hissed, his cloak made of a blanket of stars. "I should be able to lock them away, and feed from their delicious dreams. Love is such a pathetic emotion…and yet…so sweet."

"Silence Nocturn!" A figure wearing a red coat growled, twitching violently. His hands held a glowing orb of flame tight to his chest, and he stroked it obsessively.

"You have no right to silence me, Pyren." The dream ghost spat, facing his fellow ancient. "Your fires kill humans every day, simply because you love to watch things burn! I need to drink human dreams in order to maintain my strength—"

"But you abused your power not too long ago." A soft feminine voice whispered. All attention was drawn to a small figure in a white cloak. Her delicate fingers were wrapped around the stem of a beautiful pink flower with white-tipped petals. Light blond hair poked through her low hood and she gently brushed it away from her rose-colored eyes.

"I was bored, Luce." Nocturn retaliated. "We've all been separated for so long."

"You messed with a boy who was under my care." Clockwork interjected, anger tingeing his usually stoic voice. "We should lock you away, just like the king."

"If you ask me, this place needs a new king." The dream ghost spat. "There is no order here. My sleep walkers and I were nearly arrested by that warden with the inflated ego. Another's been picking my minions off once by one, using them as no more than target practice."

"My people have been targeted as well." Glacien sighed. "It's that foolish hunter. He hangs pelts of the Far Frozen on his walls, like trophies.

A brown haired youth, garbed in a long, shapeless black shirt finally spoke, his eyes a haunting dark green, vines wrapped around his neck and limbs.

"My master is still afraid to face you in person." He said softly to Clockwork. "But my brethren have no respect. They are being mercilessly killed."

"By that you mean, the plants, right?" Clockwork asked.

The boy nodded.

"The only plants I like, are flowers." Luce cooed, sniffing the blossom in her hands. "Pyren can burn the rest to the ground."

The youth's ashen face suddenly contorted in rage.

"How dare you talk about my family like that!" He hissed.

"Cool down." Glacien murmured. "Have you forgotten being human, Juniper?"

The boy's face became confused. He slowly backed off, holding his arms around himself.

"The ghost zone does need some law." Clockwork continued. "But a king cannot possibly be what all of you want."

"It is." Nocturn snapped. "It would do nothing to our power. We are above the king. We are the ancients.

"The priest of my people speaks to me often." Glacien added. "He, and all the rest of the Far Frozen think highly of your charge, Clockwork. And he was the one to defeat Pariah Dark. In a medieval Earth monarchy, that would make him the new king."

"But this decision is at a bad time." The time ghost said, twirling his staff irritably. "His parents have just passed on."

"He is still not at the age where he can take care of himself in the human world." Luce whispered. "A human must take him in. Already his only aunt has refused."

She smiled innocently.

"That means that the elder halfa gets him, almost for sure!" Pyren snarled, digging dark claws into his ball of flame.

"If that maniac gets him, he'll send the worlds into war!" Nocturn spat. "As Glacien said earlier, we vowed to protect our world: The Ghost Zone! Letting the elder halfa get the boy will bring about the Master of Shadows ."

"Your charge has it in him." Luce said with a small smile. "I've seen it in his eyes.

"Master says that the ghost boy doesn't belong on Earth." Juniper said timidly. "He isn't connected to the land anymore. He's severed my master's invisible chain. Master also says, that, as little as he would like to admit it, the boy is very powerful and wise. He would make a great king."

"The council has decided, Clockwork." Glacien whispered. "Bring the boy here, and train him at your castle. You'll come to regret your meddling…in time."