So, here's this... sorry to everyone who's waiting for their requests to be done. But I just got transferred over to a new school and it's kicking my ass. But! I am almost done with most of the requests so they should be out soon-ish. This is pretty much just here to tell you guys that I'm not dead yet!

I honestly don't know where this came from, this was suppose to be happy/crazy/good feeling. But, uh, yeah. There might be a second part to this though, so hey! Something to look forwards to, right? No? Well fuck you too.

Not much but a prologue thing I suppose. But damn, this thing went from 0 to 100 real quick.

Crossover: Percy Jackson and Danny Phantom.

I don't own either people; I'm a chick who just owns two evil chiwawa/corgi half breeds. Who eats everything.

"You guys want to what?" Percy blinked in surprise.

Sally laughed a bit and placed her hands over Paul's, "I said that we want to adopt, Percy. We want to have another child in the house. And since Paul can't have children of his own adopting seems to be the right choice." Her face showed worry, "But we won't to do this if you don't want us too."

Paul spoke up "We know that if we did bring someone else into our family that we'd be bringing them into all of this-" he waved his hand in the air, "Godly business. But... We do want this."

Percy sat in shocked silence, his mom and (step)dad wanted to adopt? To bring a complete stranger into their home? What if they were actually a monster in disguise? What if whoever they decided on was mean or rude? And didn't respect what anything they said? Oh gods, what if they were awesome and the monsters found out about them? What if they didn't like blue food!? Or if they thought he was stupid! Or what if-

"You'd have a sibling. A brother or sister."

All of Percy's thoughts screeched to a stop.

A sibling.

Percy could have a sibling. An actual sibling. Someone who he could call bro or sis without feeling weird. And, yeah, he calls Jason bro all the time, but there was this air of 'So-the-Greek-version-of-your-dad-is-my-dad's-brother-who-hates-me-and-I'm-pretty-sure-like-99.9999%-sure-wants-to-kill-me'. But someone who he could be actual siblings with would be... would be amazing.

And what was he panicking over anyway? It's not like if Paul and Sally were able to have a kid the, uh, natural way (Percy shuddered and refused to think about it) it's not like the baby would be any safer than anyone else they decided on. His mom knew how to fight a bit with a dagger and Paul was learning, so if the kid they wanted was a monster then they could spring a trap on it. Easy. And most kids/teens were rude and mean now-a-days, Percy kept forgetting that fact. If the monsters found out about the guy/girl then Percy could teach them how to defend themselves!

Yeah, Percy could be the super-duper awesome brother who knew how the wield a sword! Of course they'd like blue food, who wouldn't? And most people thought Percy was stupid at first; it was nothing he couldn't handle.

Oh gods, what if he was an older brother to them? He'd be the best big bro ever! He could teach them how to fight with a sword, to surf, to swim, and - and -

Percy smiled, "I-I think I'd like a sibling. A younger one, maybe?"

His mother beamed and Paul pulled the both of them into a hug.

Yeah, a sibling would be nice.

Danny was not amused.

At all.

Life was good. He saved the world, finally started to go out with the girl of his dreams, family accepted him, hell the world pretty much accepted him. Well, except the few (GIW, extremely religious people, ect.) who still called him monster and such. But life was good!

Really good.

He just recently turned twenty-six and had been married to Sam for about four years. Jazz was at the top of her career and enjoyed every minute of the back-breaking work she had to do. Tucker had quit being the mayor of Amity and was now setting his sights on the seat of the president's chair, and if the way things were looking he'd have it, and had found a nice girl by the name of Leila. They were going to be married around the end of the year and were planing on starting a family. Valarie had started her own security company called 'The Red-Hunting". He didn't really get the name, but whatever, if she's happy then she's happy.

And Dani? Well, they had found themselves' a nice asexual girl to fall head-over-heels for and had just came out as non-binary. Danny's pretty sure Sam had squealed so loud that the whole town heard. Vlad was currently sitting in Walker's prison with his ghost half permanently sealed. Danny hated the fact that he had to do that to the man, but the risk of him coming back and destroying everything was to high. Danny couldn't risk it; not when everything was finally going right.

And Danny was working for NASA! Yeah, he wasn't going to be going into space anytime soon, but he worked at NASA! One step closer to his dream.

So, yes, life was good. Great, to be honest.

But then it all went to hell.

Literally.

Well, not literally. No, let's not bring Murphy down onto his head. But it still felt like it.

It wasn't anything ghostly or even like a crazy man blowing everyone up. No, it was natural and that's what was terrifying.

His mom had cancer.

She had cancer and he didn't know what to do. Couldn't do anything anyway. Danny knew how to fight, he knew had to doge and punch and kick. He knew how to talk, how to convince people to listen to him and follow him. He knew how to go back in time and blend in, how to disappear into a crowd like he was never there. He knew everything there was to know about the stars and planets and space it's self. He knew history, human and ghost, and could repeat it backwards and forwards starting at any point.

But he didn't know how to help his mom. He didn't know how to save her.

Danny couldn't save his mom.

Even when her hair fell out in chunks he looked for something to save her. Even when she couldn't walk anymore he looked. Even when she was writing out her will he looked. And when she breathed out her last words and smiled as her eyes closed Danny held her hand and cried.

He could save the world from ghost invasions, asteroids, and crazy men intent on ruling the world. But he couldn't save his own mother from an illness.

Being an superhero meant nothing if he couldn't even save his own mom from cancer. Something he couldn't even get now.

After the funeral his dad left and went home. Danny should've went with him, he should've kept an eye on him. Maybe Danny wouldn't have had to attend another funeral then. Maybe his dad would still be here and not laying inside of a coffin. Maybe maybe maybe.

And Danny should've kept better attention to the road, because of course they decided to carpool, then maybe Tucker wouldn't be slumped over the driver's wheel and his fiance wouldn't be outside on the pavement, blood slowly forming a circle around her. Maybe Jazz wouldn't be pressed against the window with glazed over eyes and blood rolling down her face. Maybe Val wouldn't be half bent over Sam trying to cover as much as she could so Sam wouldn't get hurt.

And maybe Danny wouldn't be sitting by an hospital bed hold the hand of his wife and desperately trying not to let his Ghostly Wail slip out with his sobs. Maybe he wouldn't have to watch as Sam's heartbeat slowed to a stop, wouldn't have to hear it stop a second before the machine did. Maybe maybe maybe.

If he had just payed attention to the road. If he had just seen the truck he could have done something. He could've turned everyone intangible or stopped the truck or even made a shield around the car. Something.

But he didn't and now everything is in flames and ashes.

Clockwork. Clockwork could help him.

All Danny had to do was to go to Clockwork.

He'd be placed onto the right track.

He just needed to get to Clockwork.

"Danny? Sweetie, this is Sally Jackson-Blofis and Paul Blofis. They were thinking about about adopting you."

A six-teen year old looked up from his book and blinked in surprise. Short, messy, black hair that fell into his face and eyes bright blue. A slightly fair skin tone, paler than most kids his age.

Hesitantly he shook hands with the couple.

The woman smiled, "Hello, do you want to be apart of our family?"