AN: Hyphen story 3. Yup, another DxE story, but I really do like Ember as the love interest. I'm gonna try and keep this story shorter and hopefully less descriptive than A.P.D. Enjoy. I do not own DP or the songs I will use, mentioned at the end. I made them thematically appropriate, I think.
"How did I get myself into this mess?" Danny asked no one in particular then he saw the reason why.
"Oh yeah her." There across the park was an all too familiar ghost. Decked out in lether and skull combat boots, playing her hit song on that guitar of hers was the rock n' roll diva, Ember. Between the two of them was a good hundred yards of grass and closer to her was a growing crowd of mind-controlled fans. This would have been easier if Tucker hadn't been captured and Sam was around.
Apparently her folks finally had developed the good sense to move and with their money they could easily afford it. Sam wasn't thrilled with the idea, but once they made up their mind that was that. Danny watched as more kids started to crowd and he couldn't do anything directly to her because of the portable ghost shield she installed on her guitar.
"I just hope this plan works and I don't make a fool of myself." Danny mumbled nervously as he set everything up. He had grabbed a few supplies from a nearby music store and with the help of a few clones had gotten everything ready. Danny figured if something playing loud enough to combat the tune was played he could sap her strength and get an opening. If only Tucker hadn't been caught an amp and mic would have been fine but... here goes nothing. All clones took an instrument and started playing, the original at the as the lead singer. They started up the music, lights came to life,and the fog machines poured out the low lying smoke, and Danny started singing.
Pyro-pyromania
Ma-ma-ma-mania
Pyro-pyromania
Ma-ma-ma-mania
Oh, Call me obsessed, call me insane,
Something is creeping through my veins
My eyes cannot see, what's underneath,
I can't stop and you can't stop me
I'm gonna get the fire started (started)
Impossible for you to breathe (breathe)
The temperature is rising up (up, so hot)
Cuz I'm burning up
Pyromania, pyromania, ow
Pyromania a-a-a-ow
Pyromania, pyromania ow,ow,ow (heat it, heat it up, yeah)
Pyromania, pyromania, ow
Pyromania a-a-a-ow
Pyromania, pyromania ow, ow, ow (heat it, heat it up, yeah)
By the time he had come to finish the first part of the song kids in the back of the group had noticed and were on his side cheering him on.
"Phantom! Phantom! Phantom!"
Danny reaching the chorus was suprised that his plan was working, with this song no less. He originally chose it to get at her nerves since she was a pure fire core ghost, while he wasn't entirely sure of his yet. Not wanting to get caught in his thoughts he continued the song seeing more teens break from Ember's crowd.
Oh, I must confess a thousand degrees
Bring out the beast inside of me
Don't be afraid, go into the blaze
It's gonna melt your fears away
I'm gonna get the fire started (started)
Impossible for you to breathe (breathe)
The temperature is rising up (up, so hot)
And I'm burning up
Pyromania, pyromania, ow
Pyromania a-a-a-ow
Pyromania, pyromania, ow, ow, ow (don't you see me burning up)
Pyromania, pyromania ow
Pyromania a-a-a-ow
Pyromania, pyromania, ow, ow, ow (heat it, heat it up yup)
Danny had nearly finished the song, and nearly all the kids had left Ember to cheer for him. 'Show business is very fickle.' he humorously thought to himself. Across the way Ember noticed the decrease in chanting and power flowing through her, plus she heard chanting of a name that wasn't HERS. She looked up from her guitar and the first few rows of kids she could see from her peripherals and noticed that her crowd no longer extended beyond that.
"WHAT?!" She angrily cried out in the middle of her verse, the silence was soon drowned out by Danny's performance and the crowd chanting his name. This was enough of an opening for the mind-control to be tuned out and the kids rushed to join the other crowd. Ember's hair flared the best it could now that nobody was chanting her name. Her sile focus now on the halfa.
"Babypop why you-"
She didn't get to finish her thought as he started singing again.
Pyro-pyromania
Ma-ma-ma-mania
Pyro-pyromania
Ma-ma-ma-mania
Soon as the fire is running wild
I will surrender to farenheit
And I don't want to apologize
It's getting hot, hot, and I'm burning UPPPP
Pyromania, pyromania, ow
Pyromania a-a-a-ow
Pyromania, pyromania OW, OW, OW (heat it, heat it up, yeah)
Pyromania, pyromania, ow
PyromaniA, a-a-a-ow
Pyromania, pyromania ow, ow, owww
When he finished the crowd roared chanting his name louder than before, and although he didn't have Ember's power up power, the sound was invigorating. Every single mouth was chanting his name, all except one. There hovering over the crowd was Ember a shocked expression on her face with her mouth in an O shape at what she just witnessed and heard. Danny hadn't missed the fact that she had drifted towards him shield down, he sent a command to one of his clones via mental link. The clone unstrapped the Fenton Thermos trapping the rocker ghost before she even knew what happened.
"What the-" was all that was heard before the pop and hiss off the thermos being capped and locked.
"Well that was kinda fun actually." Danny said to himself as he looked at the crowd that had gathered in front of him, all screaming his name out loud, "Phantom! Phantom! Phantom!" He chuckled taking the mic.
"I want to thank you all for the support and I hope you enjoyed the song goodnight." He spoke, receiving a groan and sighs from the crowd. He and his clones got to returning the equipment they borrowed before he went to deposit Ember back into the GZ.
"Hey Ember good try this time, maybe next time you could try it without the whole mind-control, I'm sure everyone would love to really here the Ember McLain I hear. You're really good and your music is great as well, I really like it." He spoke at the thermos holding Ember, receiving no response. " Maybe we could do a duet, even though I know your rule. Hahaha. Well until next time." He said injecting the thermos into the portal console, sending Ember back in. " Heh, didn't even need to throw a punch... But why do I feel like I'm forgetting some...one, TUCKER!" With that he shot back to the park in search of his best friend.
(Meanwhile In The Ghost Zone)
"Oh my god Kitty you should have been there the dipstick really knew how to jam." Ember said pacing in her living room, regaling her best friend with her latest encounter with Danny. Said biker chick was lying on the couch wearing her usual outfit minus the red leather jacket which was on the other side of said couch.
"Oh I know, he used to sing to me when we went out... didn't I tell you that?" Kitty asked, wondering if she shared that tidbit with her girlfriend.
Ember just stood there shaking her head, "No you didn't."
Kitty shrugged the info pointless now. "Well it doesn't really matter too much now, your here, he's there, end of story." "Yeah.."
Ember had stopped pacing, taking a seat in a chair in her living room, she stared at the floor. It was quiet in the room until Kitty got worried.
"Hey Em, you ok over there? He didn't hurt you too bad did he?" She looked at her friend concern in her eyes, from what she could see there was no physical injuries, but maybe the injury wasn't skin deep.
"No, I'm fine he didn't hurt me." Ember said reassuring her friend, "It's just that..." she paused unsure of how she felt about what Danny had told her.
"It's just what?" Kitty asked a questioning look on her face.
"Kitty you like my music right? It's really good, huh?" She looked at her friend
"Does that even need to be a question?" Kitty deadpanned back at her.
"Well it's just that babypop said he likes my music, and that I wouldn't need to mind-control people so that they would like my music. That maybe if I just played my music they'd love me." Ember revealed.
"Whoa hold the phone, you mind-control people because you're insecure of yourself? I thought you wanted to rule the world?" Kitty asked shocked
Ember shook her head, lowering her head in embarassment. While she may be Ember McLain, Rock n' Roll Diva of the Ghost Zone, it was mostly a front. She always felt insecure of how the masses would handle her music and style, so she thought it would just be easier to control everyone to liking her music, and claiming she wanted to take over the world was just an easy hugged her friend in comfort, Ember returning the embrace. Letting go Kitty looked back at Ember and asked her another question.
"So Danny likes your music huh?" she said wriggling her eyebrows.
Ember catching what her hopeless romantic of a friend was implying shot her down immediately, "No Kitty."
Kitty not giving up thought of a different approach, " So you already knows he likes your music, and he gave you invitation to go back to play. Why not ask him for some help in making songs? You heard him on stage, he is pretty good at coming up with songs, wouldn't hurt?"
Ember opened her mouth to reject Kitty's idea, but stopped when what she said had merit.' Babypop did do pretty good up stage and the song wasn't half bad.' She mulled the thoughts over in her head, not seeing a downside to try and ask for help from the dipstick.
"Well I do suppose you have a point." Ember said, earning a squeal of delight from Kitty. "But its just for artistic help, nothing more." She clarified to Kitty.
"Of course it is." Kitty sarcastically said, glancing at her wristwatch she jumped up. "Ohmygosh, sorry Em I got to go meet Johnny like right now." Grabbing her jacket she raced to the door, turning around she looked at Ember, "Good luck getting your Babypop." she teased, putting emphasis on 'babypop', shutting the door as a pillow collided with it. Ember sat back downan annoyed expression on her face, blowing a stray lock of her flaming her away from her face. "Its just for help with my music." She folded her arms telling herself thats all it was nothing more.
AN: So yeah, this idea was brewing in my mind and needed to be written, it just flowed... So if you do read this could you review need feedback and whatnot. Hyphen out.
Pyromania - Cascada (Negative Nightcore)