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Danny turned over. What on earth is that ticking noise? All I want is to sleep in for a bit! Urgh! He opened his eyes slowly, blinking dazedly. Wait a moment... where I am? I didn't fall asleep in flight again did I? He sat up and stretched, looking around. He blinked in surprise when he saw the purple doors and green swirls around him, almost as he if he was double checking his sight. He began to float towards a golden gear know the distance, the source of the ticking. "Perhaps Clockwork would be of some help. I feel a little different..."

As he arrived at the old ghost's lair, he heard a voice. "Why Daniel, what a pleasant surprise!" Clockwork smirked. "Please, come in!"

"Clockwork what's going on, I don't normally wake up near your lair like this; is there a particular reason for it?"

"What happened yesterday?" Was the reply.

"I went to school, but then then there was a... loud bang... oh gods, I killed Vlad! But that still doesn't tell me why I'm here...?"

"Vlad wasn't the only one that died."

"Oh... me? Is that why I feel so odd? Do my friends know that I'm 'alive'?"

"No, and from what I can tell the best option is to keep it hidden. As heir to the ghost zone you must train in mind and body and my job is to help with that. You can wait for as long as you like before taking to the crown but I suggest training for years before hand. Part of your training will help hide your identity. Although, you won't even see your friends in person for two years so there's no worries there. Now, we only have two years to train you for your first independent mission! Let's get on with it!"

Danny blinked. "Uh... ok... can you repeat some of that?"

Clockwork sighed. "Let's talk and walk! We should first tour my lair, you need to know where your room is and such and tomorrow we can go and create your own lair."

Would you rather I showed a portion of the training then skipped the rest, showed intervals of training, skipped it altogether or showed it all but only skimmed through it?

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