Damn I'm back after all this time? Wow. Blast from the past. Haters unite once against as Dresner has returned with more Heresy. Lol Only showing the OC once kind of to round him out for me. I've been thinking of writing more lately since time has slowed down for me and I need a outlet for creative expression.
So I decided to come back to Danny Phantom after digging into that Andrew Blaze dude and his EGS stuff. I know its a negative as hell point to want to get back into writing but I will say I got me thinking of Ember x Danny Pairing. No it won't be 70% OC and 30% Show. NO, it will be all known characters so this is a first for me. NO, I'm not going all EGS 'I'm going to shoot up a super market'.
Apologize for insensitivity? NO.

Hope you enjoy, please Favorite, Follow, and Review.
With Love Dresner~

Chapter 1: Close encounter

"You won't pull the trigger... I know you don't have the guts to..."

"Sure about that, big guy?" The sound of the hammer on a revolver locks back echos around them.

"Ha... Haha... Hahahaha" He laughs choking on his own blood.

"I'm sorry."

You ever lay in your bed at night staring up at the ceiling? Trying to fall asleep but your mind refuses follow suit reminding you of your life. For some people its a long story of pain and others its of success. Maybe you regret what you did to your loved ones or proud that you did a good deed. Its almost as if your mind is trying to tell you something... Gnawing at you from its depths... Then it hits you.

A hard jolt awakens him as if he had just had a terrible nightmare. A cold chill races down his spine and shakes him to the core. He breaths heavily and throws his hands on his chest to stop his beating heart from wanting to burst out of his chest. Throwing himself up he finds himself floating in a endless expanse of swirling black and green nothing.

"How?..." He feels a hard throbbing in his skull and throws his hands on his temples. With his pinky fingers he feels a depression in the center of his forehead. The pain grows causing him to scream and fill his mouth with the iron taste of blood. His vision fads slightly as he takes his hands off his head and put them on his nose. Like a water vein his nose pours a dark stream of blood onto his black coat. The man lays back and sighs deeply as he realizes what had happen to him. He couldn't remember the events exactly but he even if he tried the pain would send a hard shock to his body and cause more hemorrhage. "How?..." He asks himself as he floats into the never ending expanse of the hell that he found himself in. The bleeding had stopped to a trickle and began to surround him like a dying seal in the pacific.

He prayed for the forthcoming great white to finally drag him into the depths and end his existence once and for all.

"No..." He says to himself with iron in his heart as he searches the inside of his coat for his sidearm or his knife. A dying smirk appears as he finds his sidearm, a large framed bulky Mauser C96. "I'm not suffering alone in this... Not this time..."

Ember closes her door to her realm with a slight smirk on her face. Its the first time in weeks since she's been out since she was sent back to the Ghost Zone after her last run in with the Halfa with Young blood. Time have been rough for Ember lately as she kept thinking about the run ins with the halfa in detail trying to come up with a plan to put him out of action so she can finally get the attention she deserves from all the youth on earth. Unlike most of the population in the Ghost Zone who wished to either defeat, humiliate, eat, or mount the halfa's head on a wall in their trophy room, Ember only wished to get him out of the way. Not finish the job and make him a full blooded ghost.
No. That wasn't in her nature. Regardless of what anyone, including the halfa, would think about her. She was only interested and bringing music, and herself, to the world stage.

With her guitar on back she set off to the east side of the Ghost Zone to meet with her friend Kitty and her boyfriend Johnny 13. Nothing special this weekend other than a friendly get together on Earth for a night on the town. No fighting, no trouble, no world wide revolution. She just needed to get out and enjoy herself for once.

"Yeahh! Ohhh!" Her phone rang her own song Remember.

"What's up?"

"Ember get over to the East bend A.S.A.P!" Kitty screams from the other end.

"Woah girlfriend, what's the-"

"NOOOOOWWWWW!" She screams hanging up the phone. Ember races across the Zone at break neck speed like a comet through space. Kitty and her have been friends for sometime now and when she starts screaming into the phone like that is only when either Johnny storms off or he's in trouble.

"Please be something other than that stupid bike of his again." Ember says to herself as she sores to the East Bend of the Ghost Zone where one of the man made portals that bridges the Ghost Zone to Earth. She arrives a bit later to find Kitty clutching Johnny 13 in her arms with tears in her eyes. Johnny was hurt bad, but not fatal.

"Holy..." Ember says grabbing her mouth in disbelief as she tries to help Johnny to his feet. "What happen to you!? Did that dipstick Phantom do that? You look like you got your ass handed to you bad!"

"No!" Johnny snorted as he got back on his feet. "Some prick jacked my bike!"

Ember chuckles rudely and begins to think of a harsh reply to Johnny and his obsession with his bike. Kitty must have over reacted again, she always been just as irrational as her more than once. Her latest episode with taking away all the men from Amity park proved that, but how could she judge her?

The roar of a motorcycle engine, the deep growl of a Harley Davidson, fills the air around them drawing closer toward them.

"Thats my bike!" Johnny shouts as he tires to get into the air but falls flat on his face. "SHADOW!" Johnny's shadow appears, but Ember stops the inky black demon.

"I got this." Ember says as she takes her guitar off her back and lays it down like a hover board. She races off as Kitty tries to warn her about the guy who took Johnny's bike. But Ember didn't care. Who ever this was had to be some ghost zone scumbag who doesn't know the pecking order in this side of the Zone. No one messes with her friends.

A robins egg blue glare shined out of the mirror on the motorbike. He looks back to see a goth teenager with fiery blue hair riding a guitar in a blaze of blue like a jet fighter on full afterburner.

"Joyrides over pal!" Ember shouts as she closes on the coated bike jacker. "If you stop here I won't hit you as hard!"

"Piss off bitch!" He yells back, throwing the bike side to side to knock her off her board.

"Going to have to try harder loser!" Ember yells shooting pink energy beams from her hands.

"Its a dogfight you want bitch!?" The man yells. "Lets go!"

The bike accelerates dramatically, the torque throwing the bike back into a wheely with green fire burning a streak into the darkness of the Ghost Zone. He leads them into a field of floating junk from hundreds of years of collection. She fires her beams wildly destroying junk and rock attempting to knock him off the bike. The man laughs and expertly weaves pasted the ectoplasm cover hulls of ships and airplanes. The bike levels on the hull of a large ship cutting a deep green scar into it as Ember fires her energy beams in a attempt to hit him.

"My mechanic shoots better than you!" He taunts her as he keeps course straight toward the stern of the ship as the wing of a passenger jet slowly hovers toward the stern making a ramp for him. The bike screams like a banshee as he pulls the accelerator back hard, shooting fire out of the exhaust and turning the bike into a green fireball as he hits the jump sending the bike into the air out of the junk field. Ember almost loses control as she tries to dodge the bits and pieces of junk around her as she tries to catch him.

"Screw this!" She shouts throwing her guitar in her hands and changing the setting to sound wave. With one hard thrust on the cords she sends a massive wave to clear the junk out of her way. The junk hurtles toward the man on the bike and throws him off sending him crashing down back into the junk field.

He turns on his stomach like a parachutist instantly, closing his arms and legs together to speed up his fall. Ember gets back on her guitar and flys to intercept him for the kill. But before she could close he draws a large pistol and fires at a near by airplane, a Dauntless Fighter Bomber from the second world war. The plane explodes into a fireball causing her to divert her course and miss him by a mile. Out of the flash of the explosion as loud ripping sounds caught her attention to a swarm of red tracers heading her way. She turns her guitar to block the tracers and near gets hit before taking cover behind a ocean liner.

The man throws the Stinger Machine gun into the obsess and opens his arms and legs to slow his fall onto a near by Cessna. Landing on his hands and knees he takes a quick breath and searches for the bike in the sea of steel and fire.

"There!" He shouts launching himself to his feet. Charging forward he leaps on to junk piles toward the reminds of a aircraft carrier wear the bike sat on its side.

"Bastard!" Ember shouts firing her beams at him. "You destroyed my guitar! You'll pay for this!"

The man is quick, dodging ever blast his way until he reached the flat top of the carrier and sprinted to the bike. 'Who is this guy? He's good.' She asks herself as she dives toward the carrier.

"Shows over dipstick!" She shouts as she charges a beam.

"Not this time!" He shouts, combat rolling to the ground by the bike drawing his pistol and firing six shots into Ember's body. She recoils and slams into the flight deck of the carrier. Sending a shock wave knocking him and the bike into the remains of a Zero fighter. He recovers shortly after crashing into the ancient aircraft dusting himself off and trying to get his head straight. From across the deck he saw the ghost girl laying in the fetal position covered in a faint blue flame. He takes a quick check of himself and then to his pistol. A quick brass check shows he has one in the chamber, his last round.

"Its all I need..." He says with a deep sigh as he walks toward the girl. "She's not even human. Not anymore."

When he closes on her he aims for her head, But to her surprise she slowly gets the strength to get to her feet. Her hands glow with pink energy readying for her final stand against him.

"You're pretty good." He says impressed. "But not good enough kid."

"Come and get it old man." She says with determination as she fixes her stance.

The shot throws her back and into the oblivion of the ghost zone...

Amity Park~

Danny, Sam, and Tucker were just leaving Nasty Burger after humiliating Dash and his jerk friends. It was Saturday and the trio needed this day off after a long week of school work and ghost hunting. Surprisingly the day hadn't gone to hell in a hand basket with ghost activity at all. The sun was out, the breeze was cool, and with his friends it seemed like the perfect day to finally be a teenager for once.

"Danny you got to see this!" Tucker said putting his PDA in Danny's face. On the screen was a promo for Leviathan's wake, A massive rock and heavy metal tour with some of the world largest bands. The next stop was Amity Park!

"Woah!" Sam interjects taking a look at the screen with excitement. "Look at this line up! Third Eye Blind, Pop Evil, Behemoth-"

"They even have techo!" Tucker interrupted as he took back the PDA.

Danny couldn't help but smirk lightly as his best friends fought over the PDA to check out the line up for the concert. He was lucky to have these two in his life, even more so since the accident turning him into a half human half ghost, Halfa. Ha. He would laugh to himself when he would hear that title given to him by the ghosts of Casper High during his last adventure. Better than most of the nicknames given to him by his enemies and friends. But something in the back of his mind seemed wrong and he simply couldn't think of what might it be.

"Next weekend!" Tucker exclaimed, "Tickets are on sale at the mall at 5 o'clock. 20 minutes from now!"

"Lets go!" Sam replies grabbing Danny's hand and dragging him with them.

He was happy to go, especially with Sam. Out of all the girls he knew she was the only one that could relate to him in a way. Through all her faults she might be the one for him. But he has his doubts about her...

A cold chill rolls off of him as his ghost sense makes a overdue appearance. "Great." He says sarcastically as he scans around himself searching for what might have tripped his senses. Then he saw it. A ball of bright blue screaming across the sky could only mean one thing: Ember.

Danny ran to a collection of thick bushes and quickly turned into his ghostly self and took off into the sky after her.

As he moves to intercept her he go for the height advantage to jump her. Ember might be a impulsive teenage spirit, but he punching energy beams and guitar give Danny a run for his money. He saw this move in a fighter pilot movie, taking advantage of the sun to get the jump on your enemy. Once he got the advantage he charged up his own energy beams and dived on her like a eagle.

Then he saw her.

It wasn't the defiant and arrogant teen pop idol standing on her guitar with a devil may care expression and fire in her eyes. No. This was a wounded bird shot out of the sky and slowly tumbling to earth.

"What?... Who?" Danny gasps and powers down his energy beams. He closes his arms and picks up speed to get face to face with her. He scoops her up and goes intangible to avoid running dead on into the side of a skyscraper. "God... What happen to you Ember?" Danny says as he spots the gunshot wounds in her stomach and legs. He tries to put his hand on them to stop the bleeding, but retracts his hands as they burn as if they had been soaked in acid.

"Danny!" Sam calls out over Fenton Phones, a Fenton brand cellular headphones. "Whats going on? Is Ember put away?"

"No." He replies harshly. "Someone decided to put the diva out of her misery. She's hurt bad."

"Huh?" Tucker interrupts. "What do you mean Danny?"

"Just..." He tries to hold back from snapping. "Just meet me back at my place. It's hard to explain."

"Alright." Tucker replies signing off.

"Danny?" Sam asks him. "You don't sound yourself."

"I'm fine." Danny replies. "Its just hard to see her like this. She's pretty ruffed up and whoever did this is just... Cruel."

"Vlad maybe?"

"No. Plasmus is a nut, but not a murderer. If he was he would have done something a little less than what happen to Ember on my Dad." Danny replies as he looks over Ember's body. A light breath took him off guard as Ember opens her eyes. She tries to gasp but winces as the pain holds back her breath.

"Dipstick?" She lets out faintly. "You came to save me?..."

Danny looks down and sees the pain in her eyes. This wasn't the Ember he fought, This was someone else completely. It was heart breaking...

"Yeah..." He lets out in a almost whisper. "You'll be alright... I got you."

"Thank you babypop." She says burying her head in his chest. "Thank you..."

"Stay with me Ember!" Danny says urgently. "Come on keep talking to me!"