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Disclaimer: I don't own Danny Phantom, just the characters that I make up. I also own the story and the idea for the story.

By the way, to those who asked whether or not Jack and Maddie were dead, you'll find out in this chapter. Enjoy! (For the most part)

Battle of the Century

Chapter Nine- Ember's Side of the Fight

(Ember's POV)

When Lily motioned for me to attack Drake, I gladly took the opportunity. His eyes showed a sliver of fear before he blinked it back. I threw the first punch at him, my hand lit with a pink glow.

"That's for taking control of me," I punched him again, "that's for ruining the Ghost Zone," I threw another punch t him, "and that's because I felt like it." He glared at me angrily, blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth and sporting a black eye. Quickly, he threw a punch at me, and ended up hitting me in the stomach. "Nice try, dipstick," I murmured. I then kicked him hard in the shin. He thought quickly and turned his leg intangible, so my boot scuffed the wall.

"Why don't you fight alongside me?" he asked, while throwing an ecto-ball at me. It just barely grazed my arm.

"You destroyed my home," I growled. "And I refuse to fight with Pariah Dark or Dan Phantom. They are pure evil, pure villains. They kill first and think later."

"They actually aren't that bad. Besides, Dan Phantom is my father; well, half of my father, anyways," he stated.

"Danny Phantom?"

"He is my biological father, but the father I was referring to was Vlad Plasmius."

"Vlad Plasmius?! That idiot was the one who let Pariah Dark out in the first place!" I exclaimed, angry.

His eyes sparked a vicious orange. "Don't talk about my protector like that."

"Is he your protector, or is he your father?"

He looked at me bewildered. "I…"he looked unsure, "I'm not sure." I took this opportunity to hit him in the face with my glowing pink hand. Drake smacked into the wall hard, a pained look written on his face. His hands sparked to life with orange ecto-energy, and he fired an orange ecto-ray at me. I fell slightly backwards, caught off guard. Angry, I flew up to him, my hand lightly wrapped around his neck. The other hand was held in front of his face, a small pink ecto-ball held in the palm of my hand.

"I could kill you right now for all the pain you've caused to me, to these innocent people." Just then, we heard a wail come from Lily's direction. "Lily?" I murmured.

"No! Grandma, Gramps, please wake up!" she cried. "I can't do this without you!" We both watched as she laid her head down on her grandma's chest and changed back to human form. I wouldn't have been able to recognize her if I had had to look for her in human form. Her normally raven black hair was now a chestnut brown. When I looked at her eyes, they were emerald green, not lilac like they used to be. Her mouth formed a few words, tears pouring down her cheeks, before she closed her green eyes. I glanced over at Drake, who, after I had let go, was floating next to me. He looked to be slightly in shock.

"I didn't know she loved them that much," he muttered. He stroked his chin thoughtfully, oblivious to everything around him.

"What did you do to them?" I questioned, anger seeping into the sentence. Somehow, I had a feeling that his answer would make me want to kill him.

"Simple; I killed them. I then had Box Lunch and one of Pariah's knights overshadow them. They put up a good fight, but I eventually was able to kill them after I wore them down enough. I knew Lily would lose her focus, but I didn't expect a reaction like this," he said thoughtfully.

I slammed him against the wall again by his arms. "You damn coward," I hissed at him. "What the hell did you do that for?"

"I told you, I wanted Lily to lose her focus so I could defeat her. Her grandparents are basically the only family she has, besides Aunt Jazz and her family," he replied.

"Idiot, they're your grandparents, too."

"No, they're not!" he roared.

"Yes, they are!" I shouted back. "Why can't you get it through your thick skull that Plasmius lied to you all of those years?"

"Because he was there for me!"

"He kidnapped you!"

"Out of love and protection! He saved me from years of abuse and misery!"

"He was using you! He couldn't get your dad, so he got you!"

"Because he loved me!"

I slapped him, and he looked at me stunned. "Damn it, Drake, listen to me! He never loved you! He needed an apprentice to teach all that he knows! He needed someone to inherit his millions of dollars! He used you! Even though I rarely was on good terms with your dad, I know he would've loved you! He never would hit you! Did he hit your sister?"

"She said he didn't, but…"

"But nothing! He never hit your sister, so why would he hit you?!"

I saw confusion swirling around is his eyes, along with hurt and fear. "I…I don't know," he stuttered again. He slunk lower against the wall and slowly started to fall down. When he reached the floor, his knees buckled. "I honestly don't know." He looked like a scared little child about to be punished from something he wasn't supposed to do. Slowly, I floated down to him and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Drake…" I started, but was struck in the stomach by his punch. He glared at me, his eyes so dark an orange that they were almost red.

"How do I know to believe you? How do I know you're not tricking me into believing something that isn't true?!" he yelled.

"Why would I do that?"

"You're the enemy!"

"Whether or not I'm the enemy, I still wouldn't stoop this low!" I shrieked. "Look what you've done! You've killed many people, show no remorse, and you're yelling at me for telling the truth! What kind of person are you?" I felt my hair climb with flames as anger burned throughout my body. "You're as thick-headed as your father used to be!"

He then tackled me, his hands glowing a furious orange. I put my feet under him and kicked him off of me. He landed with a thump on his back, the wind knocked out of him. Drake then quickly sprung up on his feet, his whole body glowing an orangish color. I looked closely at his hands, and I saw Shurikens wedged between his fingers. With a quick, fluid motion, he flung all of them at once at me. Several of them cut me on my arms, my legs, my stomach, and my chest. The rest flew into the wall behind me, missing their intended target. I winced in pain and looked as slight blood seeped out of the wounds. Unlike, human blood, this blood was neon green.

I really wish I had my guitar right now, I thought angrily. My hands clenched into fists, and I quickly let the pink ecto-energy flow to them. I thought quickly and flung the energy at him, trapping him an upside-down tornado. (A/n: Think of what Ember trapped Danny in "Fanning the Flames.") He growled and pounded his fists on it, but still couldn't break free. I smiled lightly to myself and sat down on the ground, wiped out from fighting with him. I used a lot of energy, and that drained me pretty bad.

When I thought was done with him, a slashing sound cut through the air. I whirled around and jumped up on my feet once more. Drake stood there, looking angry, and holding a Shuriken in his hand. He flung it at me quickly, aiming towards my stomach. I went intangible just as it nicked me, so only a little blood sprung from the wound. I took a quick glance over at Lily, but she still wasn't moving. Drake took this opportunity to deliver a punch right to my face. I smacked into the wall behind me and slowly slid down. My breathing was heavy, a result of me fighting too much for too long.

Drake laughed at me. "I still have enough energy to fight, but you? You look as if I could take you out with one hit." His hands were no longer glowing, but I still kept mine lit up, just in case.

"I have plenty of energy to fight. You can't take me down that easy."

"Maybe not, but I can still try," he said. He then duplicated himself until there were two duplicates and the original. "Do you can think you can beat me now?" they chorused.

I was in shock, but I said, "I can beat you no matter how many duplicates you make."

"Oh, really," they muttered. He then duplicated himself once more until there were five duplicates and the original. "This is as far as I can go," they murmured.

This may be more difficult than I thought. I couldn't duplicate myself, but I still had to try to beat them. All at once, their hands sparked to life with orange ecto-energy. Thinking quickly, I let my hands glow with a pink hue as well. They all flew at once towards me, and I flew towards them. We clashed together; fists, kicks, and ecto-energy flying everywhere. I defeated two of the duplicates, and I watched carefully as they flew back to the original Drake, the second from the left.

One of the duplicates was flying at me, fist raised. I ducked and watched as he hit the duplicate that had been standing behind me. The duplicate that had been behind me flew back to the original, who was now directly in the middle. I flew at him, fist raised and ready to hit someone. Unfortunately, he saw me, so he was able to grab my fist and block my attack. Luckily, my other fist was still free, so I launched that one into the original's stomach. He grunted in pain, and I watched as all the clones flew back into the one and only Drake Plasmius.

"So, you may have figured out that I was the original, but you still don't have a chance at beating me," he declared.

"I beg to differ." Suddenly, I watched and heard everything in slow motion. I watched as Drake was flying at me, his fist raised and glowing. I raised my hands to block him and lit my whole body with my hot pink ecto-energy. Just then, I saw a purple flame, Lily, knock into Drake hard, sending him flying into one of the basement walls. Her whole body was consumed by amethyst flames; her eyes were a blood red, showing hatred and a lust for revenge.

"I'll pound you into the ground and kill you," she literally growled. "You killed my only family, so it's only fair that you get the same punishment."

"It's a fight you want," Drake snapped his wrists and let his hands glow with orange ecto-energy, "it's a fight you get." I watched in horror and shock as they clashed into each other before I flew outside to get back-up.

There, now we have the story told from a different point of view. I thought it would be interesting to put it in Ember's point of view. Maybe in my future sequel, I'll make a chapter from Drake's point of view. This story could carry on forever. The next chapter is going to be super long, I promise! Hope you enjoyed it in Ember's point of view! R&R please! L8r!

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