An idea thatâs probably been touched on before but well.. once more!Â
It had begun with a meltdown. Being a fifteen year old was tough. High school was the time in your life where you were picking up life skills without even knowing it. Social skills, study habits, responsibilities stacked on responsibilities. It all seemed rather unfair when their brains werenât done developing yet or⌠whatever Jazz had been telling him one afternoon.Â
The point was, being a teenager wasnât all making memories and messing around. It was hard. Add on dying to that work load and things got complicated. Add on a ghost portal that allowed ghosts to come and go as they pleased when you were the only one that could safely stop them and things got stressful.Â
Parents that were trying to kill youâŚwent without saying.Â
Become a king of a realm by fifteen, and see how you handle the sudden workload. Danny had been holding up fine, until he wasnât. Until a particularly loud boom in his parents lab from whatever their latest torture invention was cause a tremor of fear to shoot up his spine. In an instant, panic was sparked. He wanted to leave, he thought about it often, but how could he just leave Amity Park behind? Would it be better outside of his parents house? Could he live alone?
The fear latched onto his core, and not being able to relax in his own haunt was apparently counterproductive to a healthy, happy halfa.Â
Before dying, Danny hadnât been familiar with panic attacks, now, they werenât entirely uncommon. One moment he would be overthinking in his bedroom, the next heâd be on his bed or the floor curled up in a ball. Tears flowing and throat clogged, he would sob under the weight of his responsibilities in silence. He doubted his parents would notice, but he hated to worry his sister. Being quiet was a must.
It was one of these episodes that had led to Clockwork appearing in his room, lifting Danny up into his arms like a child without even a weak protest. A post-it was left for Jazz so she wouldnât worry and the king was returned to the Infinite Realm for a night.Â
That was the start of Danny spending time in Clockworkâs citadel any time he was feeling overwhelmed. Being outside of time, he was given the time to relax, sleep, or study. It lessened the burdens of trying to be a normal high school student, hero, and king all at once, or at least gave him a safe place to crash.Â
At least once a week, Danny made his way into Clockworkâs lair, long since allowed to enter on a whim unless expressly told otherwise for a day or two. For all Danny was king, he did his best not to interrupt Clockworkâs work and he knew beings from other dimensions popped in from time to time.Â
If Clockwork didnât want him meeting them, he was going to take his opinion to heart and make himself scarce.Â
Danny wasnât sure why he got the privilege to hide behind the ghost of time but he didnât shun the offer. Any chance to get some sleep was a good one when he had ghosts like Skulker or Johnny waking him up at three in the morning with their bullshit.Â
Danny floated over a sofa, backpack forgotten on the floor and books hovering around him. The crown that hovered above his head kept going back and forth between being covered by ice or green flame. It seemed to do what it wanted like a living creature.Â
Danny had his own room in the citadel now but he was positive the sofa was put in Clockworkâs viewing room just for him.Â
He slept there more often than not.Â
âHey Clockwork.â Danny called. Heâd be ignored if Clockwork was deep into peering into the past for future, but would otherwise get an answer. âCan i ask you a question?âÂ
In the time it took Clockwork to turn to face Danny, his age had altered subtly, five or ten years younger than middle aged.Â
Danny had always thought Clockwork had three ages he shifted between. His child form, middle aged adult, and old man. The longer Danny stayed in the citadel though, he learned that wasnât the case.Â
Heâd seen Clockwork go from an old man, to a man about twenty. Heâd slowly shift younger and younger through his teens until he stopped in his child form. Danny had seen the opposite too. Clockwork as a young preteen growing into an adult in the span of a breath. Dark circles would appear under his eyes and laugh lines etched into his face of a much older man but Danny wouldnât have called that form elderly.Â
âWhat can i do for you, Majesty?â Clockwork asked, a hint of a smile already curing his lips. He likely already had the conversation they were about to have memorized.Â
Danny groaned. âCanât you just call me Danny? Majesty is so⌠soâŚâÂ
âBlehâŚâ Danny muttered, slowly floating until he was upside, but his book turned with him so he could continue to look at it.Â
Clockwork only laughed at him, that soft noise that said he was amused at Dannyâs plight, but Danny was far from offended by it.Â
âYouâre the master of time, right, but were you the god of time too?â He pointed at his textbook, crown on top of his head doing slow flips. âChronos?âÂ
âAh,â Clockwork chuckled, arms crossing over his chest. His de-aging had abruptly stopped and he instead started growing older again. âIndeed. We are the same.âÂ
âReally?â Danny perked up and went back to skimming his book while rotating in the air. The edges of his wispy hair were looking like smoke. âSo you were an ancient Greek god? Thatâs cool.âÂ
âYes and no.â Clockwork said with a shrug. âTime is a funny thing. I was there, of course but more in the capacity of their stories. I predate the Greeks.âÂ
âHuh,â Danny hummed, growing quiet again as he read a little more but Clockwork didnât return to his parade viewing. He instead waited for Danny to continue. âSo wait, you were one of the first⌠titans.â he read. âCool.âÂ
âYes.â Clockwork agreed, âThat was a very long time ago now.âÂ
Danny quirked a brow at a line in the book and glanced back at Clockwork. ââDestructive and all-devouringâ, huh?âÂ
âI was young.â Clockwork agreed, not bothering to deny it. âWe all have that phase.âÂ
âUh huh⌠How did this rule of yours coincide with Pariah Dark?âÂ
Clockwork grew older still, his beard starting to grow. He also relaxed into a floating/sitting position. âThey didnât really. Much of what you are reading is a mortal human interpretation. If you think stories in your high school become exaggerated, you should hear the true origin stories of the ancients sometime.âÂ
Danny was snickering. âIâd actually like that but none of them like talking about stuff like that. Did you really eat your kids?â
âSomething to that effect. Iâm afraid i was not a very good father. I was at a very different place in my life then.â Clockwork said. He didnât sound particularly proud of it, but he didnât look broken- hearted either.Â
Danny didnât quite get it. Clockwork had basically been his ghost guardian long before heâd even known that was a thing. He probably would have just assumed Clockwork would make a good dad. Then again, being a âpresentâ dad was probably tough for the god of âtimeâ.Â
âHm,â Danny hummed and flipped the page while floating right side up again. He rubbed at his face, the constellation freckles across his cheeks twinkling. âWait. Wait, wait, wait.â Danny muttered, clearly reading through a paragraph.Â
Clockworkâs shoulders were shaking with quiet laughter. It wasnât usually this easy to coax Danny into doing his homework.Â
âYou died. Zeus kills you. Did Zeus kill you? Your son?âÂ
There was a moment where Dannyâs face warped into something like grief before it disappeared, suspicion forming in itâs place. âDid you know that was gonna happen? Did you let Zeus kill you to maintain a good time line? Did you know youâd just be the ghost master of time?âÂ
Clockwork just smiled and shrugged.Â
âAncients!â Danny cursed. âAre you serious? You were looking that far ahead already? Even then? Thatâs insane.âÂ
âI have not confirmed or denied anything. On the other hand, we all have our talents.â Clockwork mused. âDoes this knowledge entertain you?âÂ
âI mean, itâs cool.â Danny muttered again. Clockwork wasnât usually so chatty but he was more likely to tell him past things opposed to future things.
He went back to reading and Clockwork went back to his viewing clocks. It was only a few minutes before Danny spoke again.Â
âThe Elysian Islands. Are those in the Infinity Realm?â Danny asked, âThey sound familiar.âÂ
âYes.â Clockwork mused. âAnd before you ask, Zeus didnât actually have anything to do with them and Pandora would get huffy at the mere mention of it.âÂ
âAre other gods in the infinite Realm?âÂ
âSome, but not many of the ones in your book there.â Clockwork said, twirling the staff in his hand. Danny could tell he was doing something along the time stream but Danny had no idea what and he didnât ask. He was not looking to get sent on another timeline errand. âThere are other places where they reside. Some even living. Those in the realm however, are your subjects.âÂ
âOh.â Danny muttered, getting the same sour look he got when he was reminded he was king.Â
Clockwork lowered his staff, done with his chore. He hovered closer to Danny now, ruffling his hair and dislodging his crown which spun around of its own accord on top of Dannyâs head. The sentient accessory very much attached to its new wearer. âIf there are any in the Infinite Realm who find you lacking, you need not pay them any mind. Pandora, Fright Knight, or Frostbite would be more than happy to deal with them. You have every right to be here.âÂ
Danny just grunted. Peer pressure was hard enough at school. It was worse in the Infinite Realm. âIâm not looking for fights.âÂ
âYou do not need to prove yourself. Youâve done that enough. You must merely be you to succeed. You are balance, and balance in life will find you soon enough.âÂ
âAwe, you havenât said anything cryptic to me all day. I was starting to get worried.â Danny muttered, a smile tugging.Â
âI would never make you go without.â Clockwork said with a fond roll of his eyes. He was so old now that his beard nearly touched the floor.Â
âAncients forbid.â Danny muttered, snagging his book out of the air. âWait, did you say there were some living? Wait.â His mind whirled to a previous school assignment. âIsnât Wonder Womanâs dad supposed to be Zeus. Is Wonder Woman your granddaughter?âÂ
Clockwork just smiled and ruffled his hair again. âDonât you have homework to finish?âÂ
âOh Ancients! She is. Classic deflecting. Holy crap.âÂ
He let himself drop onto the sofa, over dramatic with his realization. âYou have ties to the Justice League!âÂ
Clockwork did sigh that time. âA charming notion, i suppose.âÂ
âYouâve as good as admitted it!â Danny grinned, pleased to have learned something new. Had it been anyone else, he might have thought he learned something Clockwork didnât want him to know. Clockwork knew everything though and only let slip what he wanted to.Â
âYou are a hero yourself, Danny. No need to be enamored with the League.â Clockwork turned to go back to work, eyes scanning screens before him.Â
âYeah but theyâre real heroes.â Danny grumbled, opening his book again. Clockworkâs lack of response meant he wasnât going to answer that line of thinking. âFineâŚâÂ
The two of them were left in a comfortable silence for a few minutes more until Danny broke it himself. Even though Clockwork knew it was coming, he still jumped when Danny gasped harshly from excitement.Â
âSaturn! Youâre Saturn! Saturn is like, one of my top three favorite planets!â It was the pure joy on Dannyâs face that had Clockwork laughing this time.Â
âYou would have a top three.âÂ
The door had been flung open for him to now talk about space and precisely why he had so many favorite planets specifically. Clockwork let him, happy to let one of his obsessions take its course. Talks about space banished all thoughts of the Justice League and âreal heroesâ.Â
Danny knew heâd have to take his history books with a grain of salt. Eaten children or no...Clockwork had always been a good guardian to him.
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I might add on to this...Â
Itâs almost like Danny was reading the same wiki page on Chronos that i was... lolÂ