A/N: It's been awhile... meh. School. Enjoy.

ATTENTION! Slight changes in previous chapter at the very end!

Geronimo!

Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or Percy Jackson.

Chapter 17-Ember! Did you Remember?

I came down below before everyone else, feeling really seasick. The ocean doesn't agree with me. Anyways, I had laid down there on a hammock for about twenty minutes before Annabeth came down too, her face a sick green. I nodded at her and she nodded back.

I had fallen asleep, but the dream that had come with it made me wish I was awake and feeling the pains of seasickness. I was standing in the street across from the Nasty Burger, rubble surrounding me. And there, in the remains of the Nasty Burger, was the Nasty Sauce containment unit; with my friends and family strapped on.

"NO!" I ran to them, only too late. The unit blew up, and I flew backwards from the shockwave, hearing laughs from my future evil self. But then, something strange happened. Everything went into slow motion as I was flying backwards, and a figure immerged from the smoke.

I called for the dark figure, but everything went back into normal speed again, and I fell into another dream. This time, I was watching me eavesdropping into Sam and Tucker's conversation in the Wiz's Tech shop. As the shop blew up into green flames, and the past-me ran to the shop, I turned away. I didn't want to see this again.

When I turned away, something flashed by, something I didn't see before, something out of the corner of my eye. I gained unusual control of my dream and basically rewound it to before the shop blew up. As it burst into flames, I saw it again. I back-tracked the dream one more time, and froze it.

In the shop, Tucker was already gone, but there was a giant shadow right in the middle of the fire.

The dream switched again, and this time I was in a long, narrow hallway with a door at the end. I had a bad feeling about that door.

"Come on!" I jumped in surprise and looked to my left to see a girl with black spiky hair, blue eyes, and freckles. She also was equipped with a shield with Medusa on the front, and a spear. "We can take him!" She ran to the door, opened it, and ran in. I heard a metallic BANG! And her shield, now glowing green and dented, flew out and landed at my feet.

It was followed by the girl's scream; her hand flopped out of the cracked door as someone laughed on the other side. I carefully walked forwards, afraid of what I might see. I got to the door and looked down at the brave girl with pity. Her mouth was opened into a scream, her eyes staring on into the distance. There was a hand print burnt onto her throat.

I walked on into a large, eerie room, stepping over bodies of people I knew. My classmates, Percy, Sam, Tucker, Jazz, my parents, Annabeth, etc.

"Here to see the future?" I spun around, looking for the source of the voice.

"Show yourself!" I yelled, angered and frightened at the sight of my dead friends.

"I'm here!" I spun around again to the source, and there was nothing, just a big empty wall with one mirror. I started to look away when the dark, monotone mocking spoke again. "Look closer!" I spun back to the wall, and walked up to it.

When I reached the mirror I had realized the horrifying truth of who killed my friends and family. Of who killed the girl in the hall. Of who had haunted me endlessly in dreams not unlike this.

"No…" I said, for when I looked at the mirror, depressed and frowning...

My reflection smiled back.

"NO!" I woke up in cold sweat. I started to calm down, taking deep breaths.

I looked over to Annabeth's hammock to see that it was empty, but I heard their voices above. Now, I know what you're thinking, 'No Danny, eavesdropping is bad!' Call it them being loud, or me having enhanced hearing, but it was hard to ignore. So I didn't, instead I listened to the story on why Annabeth hates Cyclops.

"If it hadn't been for that Cyclops, Thalia would still be alive today." Annabeth finished. No, that wasn't the only part that I heard. I heard the whole thing. And even today, nearly five, six years later I still get the creeps from that story.

"You should go below, you need some rest." I heard Annabeth say. Percy's footsteps followed, and he came down the stairs, and into a hammock.

I knew that I couldn't go back to sleep after that last dream, so I decided to go above deck; who knows? Perhaps the sea sickness will make me feel better than I do now. I fazed through the deck, and I saw Annabeth was at the steering wheel thingy.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked right behind her. She jumped in surprise and then hit me.

"Don't do that!" She said.

"Okay, jeez!" I said, taking a step back, and going down the stairs to the main-deck. I leaned against the side of the boat and looked at the waves hitting the side of the boat, thinking about my latest dreams.

"Nightmares?" This time Annabeth made me jump in surprise, and she smiled.

"Yeah… How'd you know?" I asked.

"You talk in your sleep." She told me.

"Oh." I looked out to the ocean again. "What did you hear?" She frowned.

"Well, first you started saying names, like 'Tucker', 'Sam', and your parents. Then you screamed 'No'." She paused for a moment. "I decided to go back to the main deck after you said something about shadows, and as I went up the stairs I heard you laughing…"

"Wait, what?" I asked, interrupting her. Annabeth looked at me strangely.

"As I went upstairs you laughed." She said. I grimaced. "Is something wrong?" She asked.

"It's nothing." I told her.

"No, something's wrong." Annabeth said (I still don't know how she knew that, after all, we've only known each other for less than a month), "What is it?" Then I coughed it up. I told her about my whole dream, but after the first part she just looked confused.

"Wait, what do you mean your evil older self?" Annabeth asked.

"Nothing, it's just something that never happened." I told her. Annabeth started to shake her head.

"Danny, when demigods have dreams, they're usually messages." She said.

"Messages from who?" I asked her.

"Anyone: a god, a ghost, a monster…" She told me, "But it's not nothing. If I were you, when we're done with this quest, you should go check in on your family." She said. I started to rub my temples.

"No, no. I'm not worried about that, or the second dream. Those have already happened…"

"Oh…" Annabeth's eyes widened. "I'm sorry about your family." I shook my head.

"No, that never happened." I said. Annabeth looked really confused.

"I thought you said it did happen!" She said. I sighed.

"It did but it also didn't happen, okay? That's a completely other story! Can we please concentrate on this?" I said, starting to get frustrated. "Okay, I'm not worried about the first dream, I'm not worried about the second dream, I'm worried about the last dream!" I ended up yelling.

"Don't get angry at me! I'm only trying to help you!" She yelled. "Alright, let's calm down. Why the last dream?" She asked.

"That's… also another story." I said, and Annabeth groaned.

"Okay, then how about you tell me the story?" She asked. I sighed and told her.

"It started when I found the answers to the CATs and was going to cheat... Don't give me that look!" Annabeth was giving me a dirty look. "I thought I was going to fail! Anyways, apparently what would have happened when I cheated was that my family would have been called to the Nasty Burger by my teacher to tell them about me cheating. But there was a problem at the Nasty Burger.

"The Nasty Burger sauce containment unit was overheating, and if it blew up it would have taken out a city block. My friends, Sam and Tucker, came to the Nasty Burger to warn them, but it blew up anyways, while they were there. I was the only survivor." I told her. Annabeth looked confused.

"Then how did that not happen?" She asked.

"Clockwork," I said "The ghost of time, was told to destroy me by these guys called Observers so that the future me would never happen…"

"Wait a minute," Annabeth said. "That's a paradox. If he killed you, and the future you never happened, he never would have a reason to kill you."

"Ignore that. He lives outside of time. Anyways, he failed. Twice. The second time my friends and I went to his realm, fought him, and went into the future to see my evil self. My friends went back, I got trapped in the future ghost zone while the future me went back to my time, cheated on the test, and got everyone to the Nasty Burger.

"Then I came back to my time, we fought, I was able to defeat him, and Clockwork saved them all." I finished. Annabeth looked at me, shocked. There were a few moments of silence before Annabeth spoke up.

"Something kind of like that happened to Percy last year." She said, "Well, family coming back from the dead wise. His mom was killed by a minotaur and…" I'm not going to tell you the whole thing that would take too long.

Actually, so long that it would take a whole 370 page book to completely explain it. Or, you know, a really bad hour and fifty-eight minute movie. You get the picture.

"…And in the end, Percy got his mom back because she was taken un-fairly." She finished.

"Wow…" I said. There was silence.

"So…Um… I heard you talking to Percy about what happened with the Cyclops…" I said and Annabeth looked downcast.

"Oh. That." She said.

"It's pretty cool what you did though," I said, rubbing the back of my neck. "stabbing him in the foot." She smiled.

"Yeah, I guess." We once again drifted into the uncomfortable silence.

"Who's driving?" I looked back up to the wheel to see that a rope suspended it from moving.

"That rope," She said as she looked over to a dark shape in the distance. "Hang on…" She said, squinting her eyes. She ran below deck and when she came back up, she had a spyglass. Annabeth put it up to her eye and gasped.

"I've seen that formation of islands before!" She said. "That's the island of the Sirens!" I raised an eyebrow.

"How do you know what it looks like?" I asked her.

"A hero back in 1700's sketched it in a book." Annabeth ran up to the wheel and spun it to the side, towards the islands.

"What's on the island of Sirens?" I asked her.

"Don't you know the myth about the Sirens? They usually teach them in school." She asked me.

"C average student. I don't have that much time to study when I'm saving my town." I said, "So what are the Sirens?"

"They are creatures that lure sailors to their doom with their singing." Annabeth told me as she continued to turn the ship to the island of the Sirens.

"So you're steering us to our doom?" I asked smiling.

"They only affect you if you hear the song, we can just plug our ears,"

"Oh, good." I said.

"But I want to hear them." She said. I frowned.

"What! Why?" I asked her, thinking she was crazy.

"They say that the Sirens sing the truth about what you desire, thing that you don't even know about yourself. If a person were to survive that, you would become wiser. Odysseus did it during his odyssey." She told me, and I still though she was crazy. The Sirens and Odysseus were beginning to ring a few bells with from when Lancer was talking about Homer's Odyssey.

"But you could still die…" I said, looking at dark shape.

"Not if you tie me up." Annabeth told me throwing some rope.

"There's still a chance…"

"Just tie me up! And get Percy." I didn't argue any longer, I reluctantly tied her up and ran downstairs. Percy was twisting and turning in his hammock, muttering things. I went up and shook up.

"Percy…" I kept shaking him and nothing happened. I sighed and made a small section of the boat go intangible. A gush of water came in and hit Percy in the face.

"What!" He yelled as I cut the water off.

"Get up. We're approaching the islands of the Sirens, and Annabeth wants your help."

Percy and I grabbed a hand full of beeswax.

"And you can't untie me, no matter what I do. No matter how much I plead, or how much I cry or beg. I would go off the edge and drown myself."

"Are you trying to tempt me?" Percy said and Annabeth stuck her tong out.

"Try to resist killing yourself." I said as we put the wax into our ears, and the sounds of the ocean were gone. I looked down at the leftover wax, and stuck it in my pocket Annabeth nodded sarcastically at us, letting us know the wax was an improvement. Percy headed up to the wheel and took control of the Queen Anne's Revenge. There was a sudden jolt as the ship gained speed towards the island.

As we got closer, I went ghost and blasted any stray debris that could be damaging to the ship. I looked back and see if we were at all closer to the Sirens, which we were. Annabeth was struggling against the ropes. She looked over at me, and started to call my name, I could just tell from reading her lips.

She yelled at Percy and then back at me. Tears started to roll down her cheeks as she struggled even more against the ropes. It seemed as though everything else was moldy cheese compared to what she heard. Annabeth yelled to me again, looking almost broken-hearted. She seemed tormented.

My hand charged with ecto-energy, ready to let her loose.

No matter how much I plead, or how much I cry or beg. I would go off the edge and drown myself.

I pulled my arm back, and sighed. The boat rocked, and I looked off the ship to see that we hit the remains of a yacht. I put all my concentration on the barrage of debris coming at us.

I looked back at Annabeth, and was shocked to see that she was cutting herself loose with a bronze knife. I yelled

"No!" This felt a little weird since I couldn't hear myself. Annabeth ignored me and dived overboard. I yelled to Percy, who was just looking straight forward, restraining himself from looking at Annabeth. I ran to the side just as a giant wave hit the side of the ship, and I lurched backwards. My head hit the rail of the boat, which caused the wax in my ear to loosen its grip on my inner ear.

That's when I heard it. The most beautiful sound in world. Now it was me that thought everything else was moldy cheese.

Looking back on it, it was like a drug. I felt different, not exactly in my right mind. Everything cleared up; the sky became clear and sunny, the waves settled down, and the ship stopped rocking.

I heard someone calling from the island; I looked over the edge to see Amity Park! Not only that, but my entire family was standing outside the house. Tucker was there too, realizing his wrongs and joined us again.

Sam. Sam was there! She was alive! And they were all calling me to come join them in a sing-song voice. I couldn't resist.

Now I know that it seems ridiculous, or, well, impossible. How could Amity Park be floating in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle? Or how my house was on the beach? But hey, I was drugged with music. I started to fly towards the islands, somehow being able to tell that this Amity Park was ghost free, and that I had saved it. I could see all the popular kids giving me good looks, and thumbs up. A group of people in the background held up signs, and were chanting my name, human and ghost. I was the hero of the town.

I landed right next to my family and went to embrace them, when I was pushed to the ground. Hard. So hard that my ear hit the ground, shoving the wax back into my ear. And I was engulfed in cold, hard reality. In that reality, there was a giant vulture-like creature on my back, pinning me down with its talons. It grinned at me with the bloody faces of my loved ones, shifting every few minutes.

"Get off me!" I yelled as I blasted it off me. Another one currently with Tucker's face took a nibble at me and I screamed in pain. I charged a giant ball of ecto-energy in my hand, and released it in their direction. They screamed and flocked backwards and I flew off the island, looking for the ship. A giant wave came up, and slapped me out of the air.

"Damn it, Poseidon!" Another wave engulfed me, and I found myself laying on a rock. I took a deep breath and felt a searing pain in my chest; I had a cracked rib.

I looked up, and… I didn't believe it. They were leaving without me! Queen Anne's Revenge was disappearing in the distance. I picked myself off the rock, and started to float above it. With a burst of energy, I shot myself towards the ship…

And then tumbled out of the air, and into the ocean.

The pain was excruciating, I could barely hold onto my ghost form. I floated out of the water once again, and headed towards the ship at a moderate speed; and Percy was obviously trying get out of ear shot of the Sirens as fast as possible, for I had a hard time keeping up.

The ship started to slow down, and I was catching up. I let out one final burst of energy, launching me right next to a rope ladder on the side of the Queen Anne's Revenge. I grabbed hold of the ladder as my power seeped out of me and two rings formed around my waist, and traveled in opposite directions. I hung onto the ladder in my human form, and slowly climbed up, my body shaking from the journey.

I flopped on the deck, breathing heavily.

"Danny!" Annabeth yelled and Percy turned around and saw me.

"Thanks for waiting guys…" I said as I fell asleep, exhausted.

Percy's POV

"Where's Danny?" Annabeth asked standing up, with the towel still wrapped around her.

"Um…" I looked over at his station and saw he was gone.

"Must be below deck." I told her. She walked down below, and came running back up.

"He's not there!" She said frantically. We looked around the ship twice over, but I could somehow feel it; Danny was not aboard the vessel. Then a horrible thought came to mind.

"Oh no…" I said and Annabeth's eyes widened.

"What did you do?"

"I think I…" I thought it over again, where else could he be? "I think I left him back at the Island."

"What!" Annabeth smacked me upside the head. "Nice going, Seaweed Brain! He could be dead!"

"It's not my fault his wax wasn't secured in!" I yelled back at her.

"Well who left without checking he was aboard? And how do you know he didn't come in after me, and you just didn't notice?" She ran up to the wheel. "We have to go back!" She spun it around, making the ship spin a one-eighty. I went up to help her, when I heard something plop onto the deck.

"Danny!" Annabeth yelled and I turned around to see him lying on the ground, soaking wet and bleeding.

"Thanks for waiting guys…" He said as he closed his eyes. Annabeth ran down and smacked me on the head again as she ran. She knelt at Danny's side, and examined him.

"Help me bring him downstairs." She said and I ran over to him. She picked up the legs, and I took the torso, and we carried him down to a hammock.

"He's been bitten, and scratched up; probably from the Sirens." Annabeth said. "I wonder how he escaped…" She fed him some nectar and ambrosia.

I walked back up and leaned on a rail. I walked back up to the wheel, and flipped it around again. In the distance lied a dark outline; an Island in the shape of a saddle. My nautical senses told me we were at 30 degrees, 31 minutes north, 72 degrees, 12 miles west.

We were getting near to the home of the Cyclops.

But then I saw another small shape in the distance… lights flashing around it. I could hear music in the distance.

That shape was a cruise ship.

Danny's POV

When I awoke, Annabeth was sitting next to me.

"You're awake!" She said, smiling.

"Yeah, hi… Ow." I looked at the bite-mark, which had already started to heal up thanks to my ghost-powers. And mysteriously, the pain in my rib was gone. The mystery was solved when I saw Annabeth holding cubes of ambrosia.

"So, what happened to you?"

"Oh, well," I said, "I saw you jump over board, and ran over to jump off to get you. But as I ran, the ship rocked and I hit my head on the rail, loosening the wax." I pointed to the bump on my head. "Then I heard… music?"

"Yeah, the Sirens…" Annabeth was about to give a lecture about it, when I stopped her.

"No, no, no. Listen." We both became quiet, and there was a music playing. We went above deck, and could tell that it was rock and roll style.

"Oh no," I said, realizing what it was.

"What?" Annabeth asked.

"We're approaching the Cyclop's Island." Percy said, coming down to the main deck. "Also, there's a…"

"Where's the beeswax?" I asked them.

"Why?" Percy asked me.

"Well…" I looked over to the source of the music: A yacht. And it was getting even closer. I could hear the lyrics.

You will remember!

"Why, Danny?" Annabeth asked, repeating Percy's question. I searched my pockets and found a small glob of beeswax from before. Only enough for one person.

Ember!

You will remember my name!

The yacht was right next to our ship, and it was basically a rock concert on a boat. Half of the main deck was a stage, which was surrounded by giant television screens. Around the stage were dozens of fans, screaming and chanting. I looked closer, and noticed that some of the crowd were monsters; including the security guards in sight.

In the center was Ember McLain

"Helloooooooo Queen Anne's Revenge! How would you like it if…" Ember stopped and narrowed her eyes, and her hair flamed up. "What are you doing in the middle of the ocean, dipstick?" She asked. She looked behind me and sighed. "Great. More half-bloods" Ember mumbled into the microphone. "Whatever." She vamped up the volume.

"How would you two like to join Luke's army against the treacherous Gods?" She yelled while strumming her guitar. Her fans screamed and delight, and yelled.

"Down with the Olympians! Ember! Ember!" I looked behind me, worried that Percy and Annabeth would be cheering and chanting, ready to join Luke. Happily surprised I was when I saw that they were glaring daggers and Ember.

I thought about what she had said earlier "Great. More half-bloods." I guess she wasn't powerful enough to affect half-bloods yet. I later learned her powers work like the mist; it doesn't affect half-bloods as easily as mortals.

"Tell Luke he can go to Hades." Percy growled as he uncapped Riptide. Annabeth pulled out her dagger and I smiled.

"Going Ghost!" I yelled as I transformed. I clicked Arpaktikon-Ptinon. Ember scowled.

"Fine then." I flew up at her, and she blasted a pink fist at me. The fist hit me dead on, and I spun through the air. I flew back at her, full speed and sword in striking position; she yelled,

"Batter up, dipstick!" and hit me with the guitar, baseball-bat style. I tumbled back to the deck of our vessel, and looked over to see Percy and Annabeth surrounded by four security guard-monsters.

"You guys need help?" As I asked, Annabeth sliced through two of the monsters.

"We're good. Go get Ember." She said and I nodded. I floated back into the air. Come on Fenton. This is what you've been training for. I flew at Ember, and she was ready to strike me with her instrument. I dodged the guitar and the last second, going straight up, then strait down with my sword. She pulled her guitar over her head in the nick of time, and blocked my blow.

She kicked me in the chest, but I simply hooked my sword around the guitar above her head, and used the energy of blow to spin myself in air, stopping behind Ember. I charged my fist with glowing ectoplasm and punched her in the back, sending her flying into one of the stage supports.

Ember got up, furious. Her hair flamed higher. The fans were starting to boo me, and cheer her on.

"Ember! Ember! Ember!"

"Uh-oh." I said, and she smiled.

"That's right. Chant my name!" She yelled to the crowd. Her hair flamed larger and larger as the crowd screamed her name. I took a step back, but quickly recovered and got into a battle stance, sword held in front of me.

She struck the cords of her guitar, and sent a giant fist strait at me. It hit me in the face, and sent me back to the Queen Anne's Revenge.

"You know what?" Ember said, smug with her power. "I don't have time for this. I still need to gather more fans for Luke. So…" She turned a dial on her guitar. I recognized the setting, and pulled the bees wax out of my pocket. There wasn't that much.

"Put these in!" I said, throwing the beeswax to Annabeth. "Then try to give some to Percy. Quickly!"

"Let's try an old trick on some new dogs!" As she blasted her guitar, I looked back to see Annabeth passing what was left over of the wax to Percy.

"Crap…" Was all I could say before the waves of pink energy hit me, hypnotizing me and sending he spiraling backwards. I became human, and Ember yelled,

"Later, chumps!" the yacht started to move away from our ship, but I didn't care about that. All I could care about at the moment was Annabeth.

Annabeth's POV

I couldn't hear the guitar, but I felt it. I fell backwards from the blast, and looked up to see Ember grinning, and waving goodbye. I pulled the wax out of my ear, and yelled,

"Come on, we can't let her get away with all those people." I got no response. Instead I heard

"You're really pretty when you're distressed." Danny said, gazing at me.

"What?" Danny started to walk towards me, arms open. "Percy, I think Danny…"

"Hey! She's mine!" Percy said, shoving Danny away.

"What? No way dude." Danny said shoving Percy back.

Oh boy.

A/N: Dannabeth vs. Percabeth!Yeah, that's right. It's happening. Who will prevail? VOTE(AKA review) and I will update as fast as schooly possible!

P.S. Just finished The Son of Neptune, if you havn't read it yet, read it!

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