A/N: Ok I lied I have one more update for you guys. But this will be that last one for a bit. I hope you enjoy it. So without further ado, onto the chapter!

Danny's POV

2 days.

2 days until my birthday which meant 7 days until my coronation and I officially become Prince of the Ghost Zone. I looked at my alarm clock. The time read 4:15 a.m.

I mentally groaned, I couldn't get Vizier out of my head. He didn't seem like a bad guy, but he didn't seem entirely good either. He told me not to tell anyone about our conversation but I just had to.

If Vizier found out I don't know what he would do but I had to take the risk. I quietly climbed out of bed and opened my door. I crept down the hall and softly knocked on my older sister's door.

"Jazz?" I whispered, "Are you awake?"

I heard some shuffling and some grumbling before the door opened revealing my sister in her pajamas and messy bed head. "I am now, what's up?" she asked as she tiredly rubbed her eyes.

"I need to talk with you," I whispered.

She beckoned me into the room and closed the door behind me. She turned on a little lamp beside her bed and sat at the head of the bed.

I sat on foot of the bed. "What's bothering you little brother?" Jazz asked as she yawned.

"When I got home today, there was a ghost in my room," I told her. "Doesn't sound any different from a normal day," she replied, rubbing the last bit if sleep out of her eyes.

"But this ghost didn't attack me or even set off my ghost sense. He wanted to talk to me. We went to the park and he made me transform into my Ghost Prince form. Then he started talking about the ring and he knows Clockwork and-"

"Danny slow down," Jazz interrupted, "Start from when he made you transform into your Ghost Prince form. How did he do it?"

"I'm not sure. He just grabbed my wrist and forced the transformation. And afterwards I couldn't change back until he left," I explained.

Jazz hummed in thought, "That's unusual. What else happened?"

"He said he was an Elder Spirit, and one of the more powerful ones too."

Jazz nodded and I continued, "He talked about Clockwork and said things like he was a bad teacher and that he didn't trust me."

Jazz shook her head at that, "If this Clockwork is anything close to what you've told me about him, he is a great teacher. And if he didn't trust you why would he have given you the Ring of Rage?"

"That's what I said," I told her, "But then he made me an offer." Jazz's eyes widened, "What kind of offer?" she questioned.

"He offered to train me himself. His exact words were, ' You will learn things no other ghost knows, you will learn the secrets of the ring, the crown, and the castle'. The scary thing is, I've actually considered accepting."

Jazz frowned, "That doesn't seem like a good idea Danny. This... um what was his name?"

"Vizier," I told her.

"This Vizier guy doesn't seem very trustworthy," she said. "You may have a point. He had told me not to tell anyone about our conversation," I said.

Jazz nodded, "You should avoid contact with Vizier if you can. And maybe tell Clockwork about him."

I sighed, "I thought about it, but what Vizier said really got to me. What if Clockwork really doesn't trust me? What if he thinks giving me the ring was a mistake?"

Jazz grabbed my shoulders and made me look her directly in her aqua blue eyes. "Danny," she said, "Clockwork does trust you. From what you've told me, he even seems to really care about you and your well being. You even told me yourself that he said he thinks you will make a great Prince."

I ran my hands through my messy raven hair, "I honestly don't know anymore. My birthday is 2 days away and when that day arrives, I have 5 days before I officially become Prince. It... it's just too much." A few tears spilled from my eyes, the stress finally getting to me.

Jazz pulled me into a hug and I let it all out, "It's all too much. Training, school, homework, my secret, being Prince. I still haven't even told Sam and Tucker and they're my best friends. And Vlad knows about all of this. There's no telling what he could do with that information. And there has been barely any ghost attacks, it makes no sense. You'd think all of my enemies would be bearing down on me. I just don't know what to do anymore," I said in between hiccups.

Jazz just held me and patted my hair, letting me let out all that I had been holding in. Once I was done she continued to hold me and spoke calmly to me, "Danny, you're not in this alone. You still have me, Clockwork and even Fright Knight. We're here to support you."

I sniffed, wiping my eyes, "Thanks Jazz," I said as I hugged her back. "Anytime little brother," she replied.

We broke our embrace and I blushed, "Sorry about all that, I'm usually good at keeping all this stuff in."

She brushed a few stray hairs out of my face, "There's nothing to be sorry for Danny. You shouldn't have to hold it all in. I'm always here if you need someone to talk to. "

I smiled, "Good to know." I stood up, heading for the door.

"Danny, one more thing," Jazz called softly.

I turned to face her, "I'm not telling you what to do, but it might be a good idea to tell Clockwork about Vizier. They're both Elder Spirits right? Maybe Clockwork knows who he is and he'll be able to tell you if this ghost is bad news or not," Jazz said.

I gave her a small nod and left her room, quietly walking back to mine. Once I was in my room, I flopped onto my bed and checked the time.

"It's just after 5 o'clock if you were wondering," a familiar voice said.

I bolted upright in bed and saw Vizier calmly floating in the corner of my room looking at his gold pocket watch. "What are you doing here?" I questioned.

"You are very predictable Prince Phantom, but I honestly didn't see you opening up to your dear sister. This could prove to be an issue," he said, not answering my question.

"Don't you dare touch Jazz!" I said as I stood up and let the two white rings transform me into my ghostly alter ego.

"Oh do be calm your highness, I have no intention of harming your sister. She poses no threat to me. You on the other hand..." Vizier flicked his hand in my direction.

I was pushed back against the wall and pinned there by a unseen force. 'He must know telekinesis' I thought as I struggled to get free.

"You pose a threat," Vizier continued, "You cannot tell Clockwork, or anyone else for that matter, about me. If you do, something could happen to that dear sister of yours."

I growled low in my throat, "If you so much as lay one finger on her I'll-"

"You'll what? Suck me into your little thermos? Like I said before I have no intention of harming your sister. I quite like her in fact. But you may not tell anyone else about me or our little chat."

He released the telekinetic hold on me and I dropped to the floor. "Do keep considering my offer Prince Phantom. I do believe you will find I can be a very skilled teacher." Vizier turned to fly out my window, but just as he reached the window sill he said over his shoulder, "Even though this is probably implied, do keep this little interaction between us as well. That includes your sister. I may like her but not that much."

With that he flew out the window and disappeared into the night. I transformed back into my human self and climbed into bed. The time read 5:29 a.m. "Great ," I muttered knowing I'll only get about two hours of sleep. As I closed my eyes I couldn't stop myself from thinking about Vizier.

As I drifted off Vizier's words rang in my head, 'Do keep considering my offer Prince Phantom. I do believe you will find I can be a very skilled teacher'.