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Chapter 13: Karma Chameleon

The trio arrived at a cave on a large island. There was an odd welcoming feeling in the place. Heather lead the group inside.

The cave was dark and long and winding down deep into the center of the island. It got brighter as they got farther down, an orange light coming from below. Soon enough, they entered a large purple-walled chamber lit with orange light. It was completely empty.

Then, the back wall crumbled and faded away into purple smoke. Through the smoke came a tall purple ghost, wearing a hooded cloak sewn shut, his arms not visible under it. His tail turned slightly transparent in the center, and the tip and base of his tail were covered in fur. His smile showed sharp, shiny teeth.

"I've been expecting you. Come, come, we have important business to attend to."

He spoke slow, and his deep voice echoed in a way the kids have never heard before. He floated through the hole in the wall. The trio followed. The hole repaired itself in a flash of purple light.

"Maybe this wasn't quite a good idea," whispered Alex.

"Don't worry, Heather can protect us," Ray whispered back.

Heather said nothing. She had an odd feeling of trust in the ghost, and she didn't know why.

The ghost led them through a long hall, dimly lit by green lights. At the end of the hall was a wall, which the ghost dragged his tail tip across it in a strange pattern, with a flash of purple light each time he changed direction. The wall crumbled and turned to mist, revealing another orange-lit room, this time with hundreds of small screens lining all the walls and a large keyboard on the back wall. Each screen was showing a city, and showed a different city every ten seconds.

The ghost turned around to introduce himself.

"Welcome to my lair. I am Karma, master of coincidences, king of the subconscious, and the namesake for the phenomenon. I led you here because the whole ghost zone is in danger, and we need your help."

"Why us, though? Why not my dad?" Heather asked.

In a flash of light, four chairs appeared. Karma sat in the unnaturally large chair. "Have a seat. Would you like anything? Tea? Cookies?"

"Cookies please!" Said Alex. He sat down, and a plate of purple cookies with bright green chocolate chips showed up on his lap. The other two sat down, saying nothing.

Once everyone was settled in, Karma continued with his explanation. "You see, Heather, old minds are hard to speak to. You are young, easy to whisper in, for you have imagination. I can protect your secret with coincidence, like I have your father's, but he is hard to speak to."

"Hold on, this isn't making any sense. What do you mean, speak to?" Ray questioned.

"I control coincidences, karma, and the subconscious. I can convince you to do something without you knowing. I can create coincidences to protect you, without you thinking twice. I am the embodiment of the phenomenon of karma, and I can help or hinder whoever dares harm you."

Karma turned around to the keyboard, and glowing, transparent, purple hands made of energy appeared in front of him. He typed on the keyboard, and the screens in front of it merged into one large screen, showing the ghost zone. It was zoomed out far, showing hundreds of miles of the place with a bird's eye view.

"I had no time to summon your father, Heather, for we are in danger. You were easier to bring to me, and your human half has an advantage. No ghostly malice or instincts, allowing you to cooperate. Your job is one only a halfa can do, and you are the only one that can do it in time."

A few taps on the keyboard and the image turned black and white, except for some specks of bright green. "This image is showing an area as large as the United States. These specks of green are small cracks in the universe."

The image zoomed in. An orange dot highlighted an island, and some purple dots highlighted more on the other side of the screen. A jagged green line was going across the center. "This is an area of twenty five miles. The orange dot is where we are, and the purple dots are lairs at the edge of the area commonly known to humans as the center of the ghost zone, where your dad began his exploration. The green line is an invisible tear in the universe that only some machines can see. It is making the world unstable. There are hundreds of these, and when they meet, the human world and ghost zone will become one, creating chaos across both worlds."

The green line opened up and vacuumed up the black and white background, leaving only darkness.

Alex finished the last cookie and the plate vanished. "So how do we stop this?" He asked.

With a few clicks on the keyboard, the screen showed a giant, snow covered antenna. "You can slow it down by destroying the anti-portal transmitter. It will take away the stress on the space between our worlds, what we call the Rift. After that, I cannot help you."

"But where is this transmitter, and how do we find out what to do next?"

"Alex, I'm afraid I can't tell you. This is something you three have to do on your own. It's hard to explain. I have great power, but it is also your own curse." He paused to split the one giant screen back into a hundred, and the images of cities returned.

"The one thing you children should know, especially you, Heather, is that I can protect your secret, or I can give you information. You can be safe, with nobody discovering your secret, and your battles almost always successful, or I can provide you with all the information I have, but you will be on your own. There will be no coincidences in your favor, I can't lead others away from your transformation, and your enemies won't make the little mistakes that provide you with your victory. Heather, this is your decision. Protection, or information?"

Heather looked to Alex and Ray. They smiled, a silent conformation to let her choose what she wanted for herself.

She looked back at Karma, staring him in his snakelike eyes. "We'll take protection."


After the kids left the cave, Karma found himself with an amulet of Clockwork around his neck. He turned around and saw Clockwork with a very angry look in his eyes.

"You manipulated her decision, Karma. This could all have been stopped quickly if you let her choose what her heart wanted."

Karma laughed. "The Rift is messing with your future-sight! I finally can do what I truly want! Do you think I would give up this chance so quickly?"

"You are taking a big risk! I don't know which timeline will become true! I can't change anything if they fail! We could be torn from existence if they fail, Karma. Why do you value fun over the existence of the universe?"

Karma towered over Clockwork. He smiled with his sharp teeth shining bright. "I have power over you now, brother. I'm now in control, with nobody to stop me. I have true strength now. I have never felt more alive! How can I give up this power now?"

Clockwork sighed. "Be careful what you wish for. I still have Danny Phantom on my side, and if you get even close to destroying this universe, I will have him destroy your rule."

"I know you're weaker than usual, but having someone else fight for you? Golden! I'll spare you your dignity, and be a bit more careful for you. But you can't control me, no matter how hard you try."

And suddenly, Clockwork was gone.


The chapter title is a joke based off the 80s song. It fits. Karma is NOT a chameleon though. He has fur! Chameleons don't have fur!