Hello, everyone. So. I haven't been updating my fics on here because of reasons (they're lame reasons, don't worry about it) for the past six months, but I'm going to try and catch up with everything. I won't be able to do it all at once, but I'll be doing my best. To see all the chapters I've added to multichapter fics, just keep going until you don't see this message at the top of the chapter anymore. Sorry about this!
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He couldn't have known. Of course he couldn't have known. How could Daniel have expected him to have known? There had never been a procedure like this before. They were the only two half ghosts in existence.
They had been the only two half ghosts in existence.
Now, Vlad supposed, they were the only two former half ghosts in existence.
A cabinet fell several stories from above and exploded into splinters, glass shards, and a flood of some of the most expensive liquor in the state. A shard skipped across Vlad's face and he yelped, pressing his hand against the cut to stem the flow of blood.
He scrambled backwards. How- No, Daniel had taken out the ceiling there before. Where- Where was safe? Where could he...? There. He crawled over to the more intact side of the lab.
He waited.
Above, the sounds of destruction became more intermittent and more distant. Finally, they stopped.
Vlad limped out of his hidey-hole. Stairs- The main ones were wrecked. Daniel knew about them. But Vlad never had only one way out. That was just foolish.
He stumbled his way to the back stairs, breathing hard. He was human, now, only human, and injured on top of that. Was his body going into withdrawal? Ectoplasm withdrawal? Or was this shock of some kind?
The phone was buried under rubble. He needed to get out. He needed help. He needed- He had a private doctor on call, someone who never asked too many questions. And he'd have to call the police about the damage to his castle, otherwise they would have questions. And then-
Then-
He'd have to find Daniel. He probably went off, flying into the woods to wreck things there. But once Daniel calmed down... Vlad could undo this. All of this.
He looked over his shoulder, down into the depths of the lab.
He could undo almost all of this. And for the parts he couldn't, well, he'd been looking into cloning, and with Daniel's... With Daniel's body right there... He was sure he could do it. And once Daniel calmed down, he could convince Daniel of that, too. It would be difficult, with this latest failure between them, but Vlad was sure that, given time, he would manage it. Daniel would see that Vlad had only acted with the best of intentions, regardless of results.
He reached his siting room and stumbled, tripping over the remote for his TV. It turned on.
"- where some kind of being is rampaging through the streets," said a reporter, breathlessly, "buildings are being torn down, I saw-" There was an explosions on-screen, behind the reporter, who ducked. Briefly, a figure with pale green skin and flaming white hair was visible. "People are being killed out here, send help-!"
The screen dissolved into static.
Vlad stared.
Then he sat down.
"Oh, Daniel," he said. "What have we done?"