Y’all can pry my “Vlad continued the cloning experiments in the TUE timeline in an attempt to take down Dan” headcanon from my cold dead hands
For DannyMay 2017 Day 1: Hope/
Characters: Vlad Masters
Warnings: Past mentions of major character death, minor character death
Usually he found the computers damaged and distorted voice comforting in his lonely existence, but, at that moment, it was just another reminder of his failure.
“Experiment failed,” the computer repeated again. He could have sworn that it sounded slightly more distorted.
Vlad wanted to tell it to cease talking and shut down but he was frozen in place. He felt numb.
He had failed. And the clone had died.
This one had lasted longer than the others. The first and the second clone had only lasted a day and two weeks respectively. This one had lasted almost two months. But he was still missing Daniel’s midmorph DNA and the clone had destabilized.
The image of him staring up in horror and fear at him as he melted was seared into Vlad’s memory. That look was familiar.
After all, it was the same look that Daniel had given him seconds before their mixed ghost halves had torn him to shreds.
He sat, kneeling in the ectoplasmic remains of the clone. Without his ghost half, Vlad realized that it burned like fire but was still cold as ice. It hurt, but he refused to get up. He’d had worse, after all.
He dipped his hands into the puddle and let the ectoplasm drain through his fingertips. The ectoplasm had once formed a boy, one who had been overexcited to have pancakes that morning and one who had just yesterday asked what life had been like before the Nasty Burger explosion. It had been a boy who was curious of the world around him and overall happy to be alive.
And now that boy was no more.
Vlad sighed heavily and took in the silence for a second before forcing himself to his feet. He had a job to do. He had to make another one, one that would survive.
One that would give them all hope.