DannyMay 2017, Day Twelve
"Inevitability"
Some day, it was going to end, Danny knew that, he was no fool (though some teachers would disagree).
"Everything that some day begins, some day shall finish." Clockwork told him one day he was visiting his lair.
"But ghosts –well, full ghosts– are demi-immortals, aren't they? If no one… vanishes them, they will after-live forever, right?" The teen had asked.
"That would seem, now wouldn't it?" The Master of Time murmured with a melancholic voice. "But even with us, some day, our ectoplasm is going to decay and won't function anymore, or our will to keep us here won't be strong enough and we will just… finally leave."
That was sad to think, opined Danny, but the way Clockwork said it was almost like… an aspiration, a desire, and Danny couldn't keep himself from asking, "Clockwork, how long have you been a ghost?"
The full ghost laughed quietly, and, looking into the halfa's green eyes, answered "I lost count after the first fre mileniums."
And yet, he said some day he would leave, and that even the Observants, who were older than him, were going to die some day, and new Observants would take their place in the Council.
Everything and everyone had a begin and will have an end. If nothing ended, nothing new would be started.
Then, some day, it would end. He and his friends would be the ones… ending. No more ghost catching, no more endless hours of playing video-games, no more sneaking out to save the day.
Just. No more.
But then what? Who would fight the (new) ghosts? Who would keep Amity Park safe? Who would be the hero then? When his time ended, and the inevitable arrived.
Who?