Danny couldn't help but gape at his alternate future self, now laying unconscious in front of his cell. What was going on? What was he doing here?
He watched as Trumins commanded the robots to restrain the flame haired ghost and put him in a cell. The tied his hands behind his back and strapped on a muzzle, dragging him to a cell a few spots away on Danny's left. They dropped him in unceremoniously, letting him crumble in a heap as they left with Trumins. He paused in front of Danny's cell, eyeing the cracks in the glass before motioning for the robots to transfer him. When the task was completed he moved on, the door closing behind the unwanted group, the ropes of energy finally leaving the ghosts and they all went on as if nothing happened.
The woman behind Danny scribbled on her clipboard and moved on, observing the other ghosts. She looked frightened about what happened; at least someone other than him was. He slid down the glass wall, groaning as he rubbed his sore neck. His thoughts were a complete mess, raging a battle in his head.
Okay, he thought. So I've been captured by a bunch of scientists in the Ghost Zone who plan on doing painful experiments on me. The cell next to me holds my greatest enemy who warned me not to show these people anything. He groaned again. Why would Clockwork give him to these people? Does he know what's happening?
He shook that thought of his head. Of course he knows what's going on. He knows all and does everything for a better future. But how can this lead to some better future? He started out of his thoughts when his older self stirred, groaning slightly as he sat up. He ignored Danny, choosing instead to look over the other ghosts. Danny did the same.
In front of him and to the left was a woman with green skin and blue hair coming over her shoulders in two braids. To the right was a man with a suit, blue skin and no hair. Directly in front was a boy a little younger then him with green-blonde hair that fell in his face. Behind him and to the left was a small ghost who was neither a girl or boy, with bright green hair and grey skin. Behind him and to the right was a man wearing overalls and chopped black hair with streaks of green. Directly behind him was a little girl with knotted yellow hair and a torn pink dress. His future evil self was in the cell to his left and the cell to his right was empty.
All of the ghosts were covered in an array of cuts and bruises, all looking pretty bad. The boy had a broken arm. Those experiments had to be killer, literally. A thought came to his mind and he looked at the ghost to his left, paying more attention. It shocked Danny, how he could have missed the change.
His enemies face was covered with scars, a rather big one splitting his face from his right eye down to his chin. The scars continued wherever he could see the blue-green skin, and there was more than usual since his suit was in tatters, barely hanging on to his shrunken frame. The red eyes that once glowed with such malicious intent were now dull and lifeless. The flames that was his hair didn't dance like before, but moved slowly, as if sluggish. Even his posture was different, with hunched shoulders and bowed head. He looked exhausted, worn out.
Defeated.
Danny frowned at this realization. "Hey man, not like I care or anything, but are you okay?" He flinched at the muffled growl that followed. "Sorry, typical question." They became silent again, lost in their own thoughts.
