I feel it was important to see how Danny and Vald's fight impacted as many characters as possible. Hopefully, you find it interesting, and that certain characters weren't ooc (Martin & Diana). Hope you enjoy, and I know this may seem like a good season finale; however, I got something else in mind coming up.

Beverly Hills: Fenton Residence, Morning…

Danny was laid out in bed as he had been for days now. Currently, his chest felt persistently painful and pleasantly cool. The pain was enough to finally awaken him which caused whatever was on his chest to stand up.

The younger halfa silently cried out in pain. No sound came out because his throat and mouth were parched. Danny heard a dog whimper, so he looked down at this chest to find that the thing on him was Cujo.

The dog could tell his master was in pain, and that he was the cause. Danny tried saying something to console his dog; however, nothing came out of his mouth. The ghost dog continued to whimper as he slowly moved to the bed.

"I need water." Danny thought.

Danny managed to sit up while wincing in pain. The fact that he was hurt this long after the fight was a testament to how much Vlad understood halfas. More specifically, the punishment they could take and how to make the pain last longer than it normally would.

Cujo cautiously approached Danny and licked his hand. The halfa couldn't say much, but hopefully he could help his dog understand that he didn't blame him for this pain. He pet Cujo a few times which seemingly settled him. Still, there was a look of worry to the dog.

Danny had looked at Cujo, but he now stared at his torso which was covered in bandaging. The halfa shook his head since he wasn't about to let the pain stop him from getting water. He needed something to drink.

The halfa got out of bed only to stumble as he slowly made his way to the door. Cujo followed him while whimpering once again; however, this time it was out of worry for his master's wellbeing rather than sadness at having caused him pain.

Danny eventually made it to the door and entered the hallway. He started walking, with Cujo following, while using the wall as support. He slowly made it to the bathroom before stumbling towards the sink, hunching over it, and turning on the cold water.

He then cupped his hands and collected some water before bringing it to his parched lips. The halfa drunk the first handful before greedily going back for more handfuls of water. Danny drunk until he was satisfied.

Danny then stumbled back to the hallway before calling out to the house. "Uncle Jerry, are you here!?" He left the bathroom. "Hello!"

All the halfa got was Cujo barking up at him happy to hear his master's voice.

"I'm sorry to have worried you boy." Danny looked down at Cujo. "I'm also sorry that I must continue to worry you." He walked past the ghost dog who whined. "I need to know for certain that I'm alone right now."

Slowly, Danny moved down the stairs and began searching the house with Cujo. When he found no one, he decided to make his way back up to his room and see about finding his phone. He found both his wallet phone and cell phone on his desk along with quite the stack of schoolwork.

"I must have been out for a few days." Danny noticed a note on top of the pile and one on the desk. "What are these?"

He picked up the one on top of the stack only to see that it was a brief one from Sam.

"Danny,

I've been collecting your homework for the past couple of days.

Sam"

He put the note back on the stack before picking up the note from his desk and seeing that it was from his uncle.

"Danny,

When you wake up, please limit your movement, and do not leave your room. I had to be at WOOHP while your friends need to be in school. In case you're parched, I left a minifridge in the corner of your room.

Jerry

P.S: There are a few pain tablets on top of the minifridge which you should take, and I will be home as soon as possible to check on you."

"Looks like Uncle Jerry was banking on me coming over to my desk after I woke up." He looked over at Cujo who seemed happy that Danny was finally back in the room. "Since he never mentioned you, I can only assume you got here after he left."

Cujo barked at Danny who simply sighed before stumbling on over to the minifridge. He spotted a small bottle on top of it, but before he took the pain medication, he opened the fridge to find it was full of ice-cold water bottles. He took one and used it to drink down the pills.

Danny then grabbed another bottle before making his way back to the desk and grabbing his phone. He turned it on to see tons of messages from his friends. Sam, Alex, Clover, David, Dean, and Arnold who had all voiced their concern over his wellbeing.

He knew he should send them messages back; however, he didn't feel up to the conversations he'd need to have with them. Not yet. He had much to think over from that fight with Vlad and needed the time to do so. Eventually, he did decide on sending a group message.

"I'm not quite sure what some of you heard, but I'm awake as well as on the mend. Please don't do anything crazy like skip school or leave work. I'll still be here. I am rather tired though, so I'm going to sleep now."

The halfa put the phone down and collapsed onto the chair while Cujo curled up beside him. "If that was Vlad's true strength, Dan must have been set on not killing me and making sure I saw those deaths. Now, he's untethered by time and untethered to me.

That means I really need to take what training Dean can give me seriously while working on improving my ghostly abilities. Speaking of Dean, he must know many different fighting styles. Maybe he can give me something a little more unpredictable than how I currently fight."

Figuring out a more cohesive fighting style than what he currently uses was for a later date. Considering he wasn't tired, and Cujo wouldn't like him leaving his room much, he decided to get cracking on his schoolwork.

With Dean

Dean sat in his apartment after having finished his schoolwork. Ever since being taken in by WOOHP, he's been schooled online, but that didn't mean he was starved for social interaction. Quite a few agents were rather chatty, and Quincy was always willing to have tea with him.

As for the apartment, he tended to move around a lot as an agent. He never minded, but some places were preferable to others. As a result, he often left his places sparsely decorated. Far fewer things to move about. Currently, he was sat at his table working on training regiments.

He wasn't only working on David and Danny's training; however, that was rather important especially given recent events. He was also part of the group devising the new training regiments for the Center/WOOHP. Something of importance given what he recently saw firsthand.

"Even at peak human physique, ghost like Danny and Vlad are beyond us." Dean shook his head. "That's why, I'll keep the best parts of physical training from both agencies and create something new from the best of what WOOHP, The Center, and my mind can concoct.

Hopefully, with the proper gadgets, the technique can make up for what we lack in the physical aspect. That said, I should start working for peak physical condition myself. Even if we can't compete with certain ghost on that level, having that in conjunction with technique can help."

His cellphone went off and he looked at it only to give a small smile at Danny's message. "Good to hear you're awake Danny." He nodded. "That does bring to light that you are different from us humans. To ensure we have a chance, I'll have to take care with your regiment."

With Arnold

Arnold sat in the school's library delving more into his learning and research than ever before. Both he and Quincy had been given the footage of that fight Phantom had with Plasmius, and it opened the nerd's eyes to just how important Jack Fenton's gadgets and research were.

When Quincy first introduced him to ghost tech, he had been dismissive. Ghosts being real was something he couldn't take seriously. Even seeing the ghost portal did little to convince him. After seeing what they were capable of, it changed his attitude right quick.

The fact is, there are beings out there with powers common people can't match up to without the right gear. Now that Arnold was working for WOOHP Labs, and under Quincy, he was determined to create the best tech possible.

"My mind was closed off to the possibilities of the supernatural, but now I realize the world may not be as we always perceived it." Arnold thought. "The paranormal exist, and it's my job to ensure our agents can deal with it. After all, we can't put everything on one agent's shoulders."

After coming to terms with this reality, Arnold had been fearful that Phantom would turn on them. Jerry had then shared the missions the ghostly agent had been on. Anyone dedicated to protecting the world while ensuring the safety of his human teammates couldn't be bad.

Arnold was interrupt by his phone, and he smiled upon seeing the message from Danny. "Even though David has been good at keeping the bullies away, I was worried about the guy. It's good to see that he's fine. Now, I need to get back to work."

With Martin

Martin stood on the roof of Torrington Academy as school had just let out. All day he couldn't focus on class, and it wasn't even for the usual reasons. No, he was thinking of something M.O.M showed them.

"I thought you were powerful Danny, but to think you were that powerful." Martin shook his head. "You may be weaker than that Plasmius guy, but if that's your potential, you'll have him beat. Him and those other threats M.O.M alluded to. Plus, I've always wanted to live a comic."

Martin was his usual self. Sure, he wasn't oblivious to the potential danger, but he had faith that Danny could handle it. With most everyone else taking this seriously, sometimes you needed a guy like Martin on your side.

Diana didn't see it that way as she came up the stairs to find Martin. "There you are. I've been looking for you everywhere."

"You're looking for me?" Martin turned to her. "That rarely happens."

"I need to ask you something, and I want an honest answer." Diana approached him. "That whole video M.O.M showed us is fake, right?" She waved her hand. "Honestly, things like Phantom and Plasmius can't exist, right?"

"Diana, I don't have a doubt in my mind that video is real. Even then, M.O.M isn't one to fabricate things like that." Martin nodded. "I had no idea how strong Phantom was, but I did know about his ghostly abilities."

"Martin give me something." Diana stated. "You can't expect me to buy that was real."

"Why not?" Martin asked. "I don't know if you're aware of this, but we're paranormal investigators. Not even fresh out of training. We've seen some pretty out there things, so it's not too much a stretch to assume ghost like them exist."

"It goes against everything I've ever known." Diana tried.

"Honestly, I don't know how you've held onto your logic all this time Diana." Martin stated. "The world is not like you knew it. After everything we've seen, I don't think you can continue to doubt the existence of the paranormal. Isn't it freeing knowing what's out there?"

"No!" Diana exclaimed. "You have no idea how it feels when I constantly meet the paranormal. Every time I run into something I can't comprehend, it's earth shattering and often terrifying. My mind needs to wrap itself around a new reality every time."

"That just proves you're stuck in your own head Diana." Martin stated casually. "We've gone on several cases with creatures more terrifying than Phantom or Plasmius. I'm fairly certain a few of those have been more destructive than either were during that fight to."

"Even though some of those more powerful entities have been humanoid, this is the first time they've looked that human." Diana stated. "Just think about it. M.O.M alluded to beings stronger than Plasmius. What can we do against them?"

"We'll figuring it out like we always do." Martin smiled. "Plus, we have Phantom on our side."

"What good will that do when he couldn't even match to Plasmius?" Diana questioned.

Martin shrugged. "He'll get stronger."

"Why can't you just take this seriously?" Diana asked. "Why are you always so upbeat?"

"Why are you always such a downer?" Martin questioned back. "Is it really that bad to have faith in a friend? Geez, I thought you'd be ecstatic considering I'm giving credit to someone besides myself."

"That's not the point!" Diana shouted.

"You know what, forget it." Martin sighed as he walked past her. "I'm clearly not the guy you should talk to for this." He walked back inside. "Catch you later sis."

"Martin, get back here!" Diana shouted.

Martin didn't answer as he walked down the stairs only for his phone to go off giving him the message from Danny. "I told her there's nothing to worry about."

With David

David opened his locker before sighing. His mind turned to how beat up Danny looked, and his fist clenched. That was his best friend, and that fight was just an indication of things to come.

"If that's how strong Vlad is, just how strong is Dan Phantom? What about the threat of a future being even stronger than that?" David shook his head. "There must be some way I can be of use moving forward.

Danny shouldn't be the one we pin our hopes on. Something like that may just crush even someone as strong as him. There's also the fact that I refuse to leave everything to him. I won't leave my friend to something like this."

He closed his locker to reveal Mandy who had been standing behind it. "Hey David, you look stressed. Maybe you'd like to accompany me to the school's café for a drink on me."

David looked at her before shaking his head. "Not now Mandy." He walked away. "I have a lot on my mind. Perhaps another time."

Mandy was dumbstruck. David was to nice a guy to reject anyone like that. Usually he'd at least throw in a sorry. The girl began to wonder if he had plans with those three losers. The freak hadn't been in school, so maybe they were planning something for him.

David didn't care what Mandy thought of how he acted as there was something greater on his mind than girls. "I need to find some way to get stronger. While Dean's training is a good start, I'm not certain it'll be enough. Then, what will be?"

That was a question which would plague him for some time. He then received the message from Danny and smiled genuinely since his friend was alright.

With Jerry

Jerry stood before the screen in his office as M.O.M appeared on it. "I'll admit I doubted your words before, but after seeing what Plasmius is capable of, I'm starting to believe this Dan Phantom did destroy the world of the future."

"The worst part is we weren't around nor were our agencies." Jerry shook his head. "Danny met no resistance to Dan by the time he showed up."

"It's hard to believe that The Center and WOOHP fell." M.O.M stated.

"Danny is convinced he's still out there." Jerry shrugged. "I'm unsure myself, but I can't put it past this Clockwork to be keeping him around for some reason." He shook his head. "The ghost of time is as unpredictable as the future is for us now."

"If we wish to stand a chance, perhaps it's time we pool our agencies." M.O.M stated. "Combine our tech, minds, agents, and assets."

"It'll be quite the transition for our personal, but I believe there is a need." Jerry stated. "We may not have certainties, but I get the feeling Danny's right. The threats will come."

"We will be ready." M.O.M stated. "I'll get my men ready to make the change, so I suggest you do the same."

Jerry nodded. "I will."

The screen went blank.

"These next few years are going to be fraught with challenges I'm not certain we're ready to face." Jerry walked away from his desk. "Even if we're not ready, it's our job to protect humanity, so we shall." He received Danny's message.

"Good, I was worried those injuries would be too much for you." He sighed. "I will ensure you are ready for the future threats. As much as I wish your life could be normal, and I shall try to provide that, I believe you will be key to any type of success we wish to have moving forward."

Ghost Zone: Deep Within Walker's Prison

Clockwork floated into a well-lit cell as the entire prison was completely frozen in time save the occupant of this room. In his hay day, this ghost was far bigger, but now he was only 7ft tall. his body was bright black with shining dots.

His head is an oval shape with a point at the bottom, he has two curved purple goat like horns on the side of his head, his eyes are red, and he has a slightly curved hair line scar along the side of his face going through his right eye.

"I thought I sensed your power Clockwork, but it's hard to tell in my current state." The ghost stated. "To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit time walker?"

"Nocturn, I am here to cut a deal." Clockwork blasted the chains retraining the ghost. "You will remain free if you give me all your nightmare energy. Not much to ask considering you can gain more in the future."

"Really?" Nocturn could have fled, but he knew better than to try in his current state. "For you to want that, I don't think it's for something common. Whatever do you want that for?"

Clockwork brought out a green orb. "That is not something you must know." He looked at the ghost. "All you need to know is that you get freedom for all your nightmare energy. Not that steep a payment for your freedom, wouldn't you say?"

Nocturn smiled. "You are right, but I will only give you the energy once we are out of this prison."

Clockwork opened a portal. "After you."

Rock outside the Prison

They ended up on a rock within sight of the prison.

"This is the best you get." Clockwork stated. "Now, give me your energy, or I will place you back in that cell."

"I know better than to cross you in my current state time walker." Clockwork threw the orb to Nocturn, and in a few moments, the orb glowed a combination of green and light blue. "Just as you asked." He threw the orb back. "Every ounce of nightmare energy I have at this time."

Clockwork nodded. "You best get out of here as the prison will be free in a mere minute."

Nocturn floated into the air. "Say no more time walker."

The ghost of dreams was left. Clockwork sighed before opening a portal back to his tower and entering it. The moment he was gone, alarms went off.

With Sam, Clover, and Alex

Sam sat at the girl's usual table looking at her phone hopefully; however, her hopes were dashed upon seeing no new messages from Danny. She hoped he was okay because the state he was in had left him with injuries no human could have recovered from.

"The doctors assured you were healing, but when will you wake up?" Sam thought worriedly.

Alex and Clover sat down at the table before looking at their red headed friend with concern.

Clover sighed. "Come on Sam, you've been staring at that phone every day."

"Yeah." Alex stated. "I know it didn't look good, but I'm sure Danny will recover. The moment he does, I'm certain he'll text or call us."

Sam sighed as she put her phone down. "Yeah, you're probably right."

"You know what Sammy; we all need to go to the mall after school." Clover stated. "I'm worried about Danny as well, but continuously worrying about him doesn't help him recover."

"Clover makes a good point." Alex stated. "I don't think Danny would want us worrying about him all day."

"That sounds like a good idea." Sam admitted. "We just need to drop off Danny's homework after school before heading…" Their phones went off, so the girls looked at them to see Danny's message. "Thank goodness."

"I just knew that day was all some fluke since you're clearly glad to see me." Dash had just arrived. "As a bonus, you ditched that freak, Fenton."

"Get lost Baxter." Clover stated. "Sam's happy about what's on her phone. None of us are happy to see you."

"For your information, we've been extremely worried about Danny." Alex stated firmly.

"Please." Dash rolled his eyes. "What do you three even see in Fen-tina?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but Danny has been injured these past few days because he defended us against a mugger." Sam stated. "Before you say anything, he drove the mugger off before collapsing."

Now, this was a lie considering what happened, but it's not like the girls could tell the truth. On top of that, it wasn't exactly a complete lie since Danny has saved them on more than a few occasions.

"He actually did that?" Dash questioned.

"Of course, he did." Clover stated. "He may not be my type on the dating department, but he's a very noble guy that cares about us. He even knows we can defend ourselves, but he didn't want to risk us getting hurt."

"Fenton really did that." Dash stated with a hint of respect.

This caught the girls off guard since they didn't think the jock could show any respect to Danny. The halfa just hadn't told them about all his adventures yet. One of which was of a ghost kid who took the parents of Amity Park, and he led them into battle.

Dash noticed them looking at him, so he growled before walking away. "Forget it."

Once Dash was gone, they choose not to pay him any mind.

"There we go." Clover stated. "Now that Danny's awake, we can actually visit him again."

"Clover's right Sammy." Alex stated. "Oh, how about we cancel our plans for the mall and surprise him with another evening of pizza and movies? He seemed to enjoy it, as much as he could, the last time we did it."

"I think that's an excellent idea Alex." Sam smiled. "It is the weekend, and I know he'll enjoy it more this time around."

The girls were in high spirits and had a plan in place for the evening.

Ghost Zone: Clockwork's Tower

Clockwork had watched all these events take place and resolves made before the screens went blank. Soon, it will be time for Elle to be of use. The time walker looked to a screen to glimpse one of the few things clear to him about the future.

Clockwork was shown an image of the near future in which Danny faced Elle, Future Danielle, in that same clearing where he fought Vlad. The two where haggard and exhausted. What always struck Clockwork the most, even knowing this part, was Danny.

His eyes were blood red, glowing, and filled with anger. Danny was wrathful. In a strange way, seeing this always made him think of someone he failed. It was strange because that man had the opposite trait. He was patient.

Back on the screen Danny let lose a ghostly wail unlike anything he or Dan had let lose before. If Dan and Danny were to use their ghostly wail in this instance, Dan would still come out on top, but given training, this could easily trounce a normal ghostly wail.

What Danny's wail sounded like was a demon letting lose the most blood curdling howl imaginable. It was terrifying and devastating. Seeing this future, Clockwork had to reevaluate much of what he thought he know.

The one of patience held a light that was unrivaled once his training was complete while Danny seemed to hold darkness that would be the same. Two opposing forces with neither being inherently good or bad. No, it was in how one uses any power that labels it.

"Danny has a core and many other traits like him." Clockwork shook his head. "I always took it to mean they were one in the same. Direct parallels. With one of light and one of darkness, I have revaluated. Given how he turned out, it may be that this is the best call."

The screen went dark and Clockwork shook his head. "As before, I will not expect forgiveness Daniel, but I am sorry for the pain to come. If there were any other way, I would seize upon it, but there isn't. In the end, I will die before taking the punishment I deserve for my actions."

Clockwork took out the orb containing his power and Nocturn's nightmare energy. He stared at it. The time walker knew after this was used; it would be his time to perish. While he would embrace his fate, and knew it was necessary, it was rather surreal to think he'd be dead soon.

Beverly Hills: Fenton Residence, After School…

Danny had gotten a decent amount of his schoolwork done before Jerry, who had come home at the first, possible moment, ran to the doorway of his room. While he didn't doubt there was a great deal of pain, he smiled at seeing his grandnephew sitting at his desk.

He didn't even notice Cujo and spoke before Danny could. "Danny, I'm glad to see that you're awake. I'm sorry I had to leave you alone, but that recent fight has caused things to be move forward. It's been a real mess that only I could handle."

"It's fine uncle." Danny stated genuinely. "I may not understand everything involved in running an agency like WOOHP, but I could guess how much of an impact Vlad's strength had. I understand."

Jerry nodded and decided that dwelling on that aspect wouldn't be good for his grandnephew.

"Still, I'm immensely proud of how you handled yourself. Especially against such an overwhelming opponent. While we theorize Vlad couldn't go all out, it's enough to give us a proper idea."

Danny nodded. "I hoped that would be the case, and honestly, I'm about as sure as you are that Vlad couldn't go all out. I was nowhere near a match for him, so it's obvious that he couldn't let loose with everything at his disposal. Still, it was greater than anything I've seen before."

Cujo finally awoke and yipped repeatedly as he happily ran around Jerry's legs.

Jerry looked at the dog unamused. "Danny, this wouldn't happen to be that dog, Cujo, you've spoken about, would it?"

"Yeah." Danny then looked at the small dog. "Cujo, come here boy."

Cujo barked as he ran over and jumped into Danny's lap. "He was here when I woke up, and I assumed, correctly, that he appeared once you were gone. The little guy hasn't left my sight since then." He pet the dog. "Speaking of which, can we keep him?"

"Danny, we can't even keep a normal creature here." Jerry sighed. "What makes you think we can keep a ghost dog in Beverly Hills of all places?"

"Oh, come on Uncle Jerry, I always wanted a dog." Danny stated. "If anyone asks, my parents were ghost hunters. We could just say he refused to leave me alone, so I decided to take care of him. Being the son of ghost hunters, I'd be the most qualified."

"That's a decent cover, but there's just no way we could keep him here." Jerry stated.

Danny approached his uncle with the dog. "Come on, we could take some inventions from WOOHP and use them to make sure he doesn't wonder off. Plus, he's already well trained. He just needs a little more to understand what he should and shouldn't do here

Plus, he was a guard dog, so I'm certain WOOHP could have a use for him. Since he's a ghost, he wouldn't need dog food. Maybe just the occasional treat." He held the dog, who was wagging his tail, towards his uncle. "Finally, look at him. You can't say no."

Jerry leaned forward as he stared at the ghost dog. Cujo was very in tune with his master and knew this was someone he valued. So, the little dog licked Jerry's nose which really seemed to soften him up.

Jerry smiled and grabbed the dog. "Oh, who's a sweet little doggy." He hugged the animal. "You are. Yes, you are." Danny crossed his arms with a smile which made Jerry recover. "I suppose what you suggested could work." He fixed his tie. "He's your responsibility."

Danny took Cujo back and held him up. "You hear that boy? Now you don't need to vanish because this is your new home."

Cujo barked happily.

"Well, I suppose I should get back to WOOHP and get started on ensuring we have the right gadgets for him." Jerry stated. "Will you be alright on your own Danny?"

"No problem." Danny replied.

So, Jerry prepared to leave as Danny slowly followed him down the stairs. The halfa wanted a change of pace from his room. As Jerry opened the door outside, he revealed the girls. Sam was about to knock.

"Oh, hello girls." Jerry stepped passed them. "Sorry I must take my leave, but Danny is awake. Please, head on in."

Jerry walked to the car as the girls stepped inside only to see Cujo in Danny's arms. Considering their encounters with this ghost, which hadn't lasted long, Danny had explained everything about him.

Cujo could feel these girls were important to his master, so he jumped out of the halfa's arms before excitedly running around them while barking. Despite Cujo being a ghost, the girls couldn't help but fawn over him. I mean, not all ghost were evil based on what they've seen.

Alex picked the green dog up. "I always hoped I could get a better look at you." The dog licked her face. "Aw, he's so sweet." She held him close. "Oh, he's pleasantly cool to the touch to and his fur is soft."

Cujo liked the attention he was getting and barked happily in response.

"Danny, I thought Cujo appeared and vanished when he liked." Clover stated. "What gives?"

"That's been the case ever since he found me here." Danny shrugged. "I guess he's sticking around because I'm injured. Since uncle Jerry is on board with keeping him, I'm hoping I can teach him that this is his home."

"I hope you have…" Sam began before noticing that Danny wasn't wearing a shirt, and that made her blush. "Danny y-your only in p-pants."

Danny looked down at his torso before going wide eyed and blushing himself.

Clover smirked and nudged Sam. "Oh, looks like someone likes how he looks, huh Sam?"

Sam's blush deepened while Danny moved, as quickly as his body would allow, back to the stairs. "I'm sorry." He moved up the stairs. "I just realized, and I'm sorry."

He retreated up the stairs and Cujo jumped out of Alex's arms to follow.

"Cujo, come back!" Alex yelled sadly.

She wanted to hold the cute doggy some more.

Later…

Danny walked slowly back down the stairs now wearing a shirt and cleared his throat. "So, what are you doing here?"

He wanted to pretend that hadn't happened, and Sam felt the same way; however, Clover was intent on not letting it go. "Well, we were going to have another evening of pizza and movies, but maybe Alex and I should give you two some alone time."

"Clover!" Sam/Danny yelled.

"What?" Clover complained. "I know you two are dating, but quite frankly, you've technically already done that if you count your solo hangs. I'm just trying to help you become a couple."

Alex was content to pet Cujo who had ran over and jumped onto her lap. He assumed he'd get more attention from this one and enjoyed being proven right. Despite Clover teasing them, it was a great night.

Yakuza2010: Danny has always had a deep well of potential, so he will catch up. Just how he catches up is the question, but one thing is for certain. Danny's path to strength will be one of great strife. As I said, I wanted ot try and make Vlad more human. Honestly, not as hard as I may have hinted at it being. Sometime it's when we lose what's important that shows who we can really be as a person. We'll see what happens with this little family dynamic moving forward.

Runeion: I was actuallly thinking red and replacing the black with a more dull white considering who's making it this time around, and who he technically works for.

Jebest4781: Poor val just can't catch a break.

Matt: minor spoiler if I answered.