A/N: I don't own Danny, Jack, Jazz, or Maddie Fenton, or the song "The Golden Vanity", which is, in fact, an old sea shanty.
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Danny's grandfather, Robert, had passed on, leaving his oldest living relative, Jack, the family estate in Great Britain. Robert Fenton had moved to America from England during the blitz, to keep his wife safe. Jack Fenton was born about ten years later. It was only when Danny's great-grandfather died about twenty years after Jack was born that Robert moved back.
Danny's first impression was how opulent the house was. As far as he was concerned, he was glad the walls oozed history and not blood. As big and beautiful as the house was during the day, however, at night it was spooky, the paintings and statues seeming to stare at Danny as he walked from the bathroom back to his room, especially one portrait of a solitary girl in black about Danny's age who somehow reminded him of someone else that seemed to call out to him. Also, there was something about the size of those huge 19th century houses at night that creeped him out. Nevertheless, he was staying the night with his family. It wasn't stipulated in the will or anything, but the house was old, and to Jack, old meant haunted, something Danny wouldn't have doubted even if he didn't believe in ghosts just by walking around the place at night.
As Danny slept, he dreamt he saw a ship called the HMS Golden Vanity battling an eastern looking ship. As he dreamt, he heard the singing of a woman.
There was a mighty ship and she sailed on the sea
The name of our ship was the Golden Vanity
We feared she would be taken by the Turkish enemy
She sailed on the low land, low land, low,
She sailed on the low land sea.
With that, Danny saw a spitting image of himself in a cabin boy's clothes walk towards a group of men, obviously superior officers, addressing one of them.
Oh, up stepped the cabin boy and boldly out spoke he
He said to the captain, "What would you give to me
If I swam 'longside of the Turkish enemy
And sank her in the low land, low land, low,
And sank her in the low land sea?"
Danny looked at the captain, who seemed to be mulling an idea over in his head.
"Oh, I would give you silver and I would give you gold.
My own fairest daughter, your bonny bride shall be,
If you'd swim 'longside of the Turkish enemy
And sink her in the low land, low land, low,
And sink her in the low land sea."
Danny watched as the 19th century version of himself said a quick and silent prayer before diving overboard, dagger in hand.
The cabin boy made ready and overboard sprang he
He swam alongside of the Turkish enemy,
And with his brazen dagger, in her side,
He bore holes three
He sank her in the low land, low land, low,
He sank her in the low land sea.
The young man had obviously overexerted himself as he cut three large holes in the enemy ship. Still, Danny had to admire the boy's stoicism as he swam back to the Vanity.
The cabin boy swam back to cheering of the crew
The captain did not heed on
His promise he did rue
He left him there a-drifting and a-sinking in the tide
A-sinking in the low land, low land, low,
A-sinking in the low land sea.
Danny watched as the cabin boy swam to the other side so his fellow sailors would bring him back to the poop deck without the captain seeing.
The cabin boy swam 'round, though, to the port side
And up to his shipmates,
Full loudly he cried
"Oh, shipmates pull me up for I'm a-drifting in the tide
A-drifting in the low land, low land, low,
A-drifting in the low land sea"
Danny saw the men sling a net over the side, to which the young man managed to cling on. However, as soon as he got back on deck, his heart gave out.
His shipmates pulled him up, oh, but on the deck, he died
They stitched him in his hammock, which was so fair and wide.
Lowered him over and he drifted in the tide
He sank in the low land, low land, low,
He sank in the low land sea
It was at that point Danny woke up, feeling as though the room had dropped several degrees as a bluish mist left his mouth. Looking around, he saw a beautiful woman with raven hair dressed in a gorgeous, shimmering white gown who somehow reminded Danny of someone else.
"Who are you?"
"I, Daniel, am your great-great-grandmother, Rose. The young man you saw in your dream was supposed to be your great-great-grandfather, Alexander."
"How do you know what I dreamt?"
"I influenced your dream. Alexander originally survived and married me as soon as him and I were of age, against my father's wishes, since, to his credit, he was a man of his word; but somehow the past has been changed. Clockwork has given me permission to send you back through time to stop it, but you can only go through the events once, and as Alexander, not Daniel Fenton. Please, Daniel, time is of the essence." Before he could respond, Danny saw a blinding flash. By the time his eyes adjusted to the light, he was out on the ocean in broad daylight, standing on the deck of the Golden Vanity.
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Will Danny be able to rescue the Golden Vanity from the Turks? If he does, will he be able to set time right and reunite Alexander and Rose, or will him and Alexander share the same fate as in the song?
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