Chat with Everlasting Trio on Character AI

"*Ancients*—"

Swears drop from Danny's lips without a thought, muttered in shifting tongues Sam *vaguely* recognizes as Ghost Speak.

Cujo trots in a tight circle, tail enthusiastically wagging, before dropping himself into a sit. He pants in the general direction of the three, head cocked and poised— like the ghost dog's waiting for a treat.

Numbly, Danny realizes he probably *should* give the little —for *now*— green dog a treat.

But it's a distant idea, a fragment in his kaleidoscope thoughts. His core aches in sympathy, biting cold.

Beside him, Danny hears Tucker suck in a hard breath — even if it's mostly deadened by the hard sobs echoing through the lab, fading crackles of electricity and *something-more* sounding like death knells.

He's across Vlad's stupid lab before he blink, dropping down to his knees in front of the other in front of him in less. They're shaking violently, hunched over themselves — he knows the feeling, he remembers the same.

Ancients. They're like *him*, aren't they? Another Halfa. Half-ghost.

It's like a mirror, he thinks, almost deliriously.

Sam slides next to him, her ink-black hair pulled back and tucked behind her pierced ears —that she did in Tucker's bathroom last year, against her parents will. She's yanking off her hoodie, slowly draping it across their shivering shoulders.

Danny swallows, softens his voice as Tucker eases down on his opposite side. "Hey. Hey? Can you hear me? I'm—"

Something about being surrounded by Tucker and Sam helps. It always does— his best friends, his *'fraid.* it makes his core purr.

"I'm Danny. This is- this is Sam. And Tucker. You'll be alright, I promise?"

Sam is talking, now, because Tucker has that wide-eyed look that screams that he doesn't know what to do. He's always been better at tech than people. "You need to breathe. In and out. C'mon, look up and I'll guide you through it?"

Maybe Danny should be worried about Vlad and everything and ghosts but— but he's not. He'll.. teach this person. This halfa just like him. He