A Phantom Prophecy *DISCONTINUED*

Chapter 36: The Day Nears

Third Person POV

Cloak entered Vlad's secret lab, where Dan and Vlad were already waiting. Cloak's cloak was covered in glittering blood, and his red eyes were aglow with sadistic joy. Vlad actually took a step away from the terrifying specter. Dan grinned at the sight of the blood. "Looks like you had a fun day," he commented as he floated down to the ground. Cloak did not reply as he walked over to the large control panel. From within his cloak he pulled out a golden dagger, coated in the twinkling blood. Cloak reached for a beaker and placed it under the dagger, allowing the blood to drip into it. He used his telekinetic powers to remove the specks of blood from his cloak and drop them into the beaker, as well as remove the rest of the blood from the dagger.

"Vladimir," Cloak barked, "come here." The elder halfa frowned as Dan chuckled, and walked over to the ghost. "Do you have any Blood Blossoms?" Cloak asked.

Vlad furrowed his brow. "Possibly."

"Then get them."

Dan snickered at Vlad being ordered around and the elder halfa sent a glare his way. Vlad walked over to a cabinet at the back of the room and removed a container labeled 'Blood Blossoms'. He opened the lid and inside were three of the fragrant flowers. Vlad slammed the lid back on as the stench made his insides churn and he tasted bile at the back of his throat. Gritting his teeth, Vlad brought the container to Cloak. "Now leave me." Cloak commanded, glaring at Vlad and Dan. "Both of you."

"See, I'd love to Cloaky, but this little charm here kinda prevents me from doing so," Dan said, holding up the yellow stone resting around his neck.

Vlad crossed his arms, "And I am tired of having information kept from me. This is my lab and I demand to know what you are doing."

Cloak's shoulders tensed. "Do not test me Plasmius. The only reason you are still alive is because you are of use to me. Though that can quickly change." Cloak turned around to face the halfa, his red eyes staring deep into Vlad's own. Vlad frowned, but left the lab without further protest. Cloak turned to Dan, "And as for you." He snapped his fingers and Dan fell unconscious. Cloak sighed, turning back to the beaker. He opened the Blood Blossom container and poured all three flowers into the beaker. Taking the golden dagger in his hand, Cloak stirred the mixture, ignoring the toxic stench it created.

The starry blood dissolved the blossoms and the mixture turned a deep shade of purple with twinkling bits of silver. Cloak's eyes showed joy as he lifted the beaker, and took a sip of his odd concoction. His eyes widened as the liquid made its way past his lips, onto his tongue and finally, down his throat. His chest flared with pain and Cloak slammed the beaker down on the desk, falling to the ground coughing. Once the coughing stopped, Cloak wiped away the small trail of blood leading out of his mouth.

He grinned, "It's perfect."

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*Three Days Later*

Danny walked to school, quietly humming to himself. The past few days had been amazing! He hadn't had any nightmares, Scarlet and Sam were getting along, he passed his English assignment and he had been doing really well in the ghost fighting department. His life seemed to be perfect at the moment. The only thing that worried him was how distant Clockwork seemed to be getting. He had stopped by the Elder Spirit's tower to check on his recovery, but every time that he went, Clockwork was either locked in his library or his chamber. Danny only ever really talked to Nocturne when he went there, but their talks were usually short as he was still recovering from being stabbed so many times with the Spirit Dagger.