Don't you love it whenever your internet has a seizure?
'Cause I sure don't.
Anyway, here it is.
After watching the entire Danny Phantom series for the third time and reading The Trials of Apollo, I have finally finished the chapter!
I blame school and procrastination for the delay.
Also, I'm tired. So here.
(PS: Don't question where I put the dinner tables.)
(PPS: There are many hidden ideas for future scenes. Some might happen, while others aren't as obvious in their phrasing.)
(PPPS: Also. This isn't important to the story, but I usually imagine the Apollo table in the front left. Because I wanted you all to know that I mentally reserve that one specifically spot just for the Apollo kids.)
(PPPSS: Sorry for the random blabbering. Still exhausted. Answering things now. Just continue onto the story, if you want.)
SpinItHypo: I think it's more of her body, rather than her mind, remembering the experience. As this story takes place slightly after D-Stabilized, her body is still able to remember the feeling of turning into pure ectoplasm. Plus, that would be a hard feeling to forget. So, what I'm basically saying is that she remembers the feeling of being split apart atom by atom, but she doesn't understand why she does, what the feeling is, or what happened. As for 'let's be friends and figure this out on the spot', they both lost their memories and they seem familiar to each other. How do you think they would respond?
hortonthomas: You'll have to read to find out!
moonmunirah97: I love your response. It was exactly how I expected most people to react. Don't worry, no more sneaky tricks. This is the real deal.
Matt (Guest): Just read. You'll find out.
sickly-wicked: I... don't think I understand what you're referencing? It's funny though, Danny and Danielle both have almost identical DNA, so it technically wouldn't be wrong to reference to them as Dannys.
Glaciaj Flamoj: Aww, thank you. This is a huge chapter, so be prepared!
BaconLover1800: The update is now complete!
Maou-sama (Guest): Aww, thanks. It's honestly because of reviews and comments that keeps me motivated to continue.
gwencarson126: Whoa, there! Calm yourself! I will always continue to write, no matter what! As Desirée has said on many occasions, "So you have wished it, so it shall be!"
When Annabeth, Danny, and Danielle entered the mess hall, all the other campers were already seated at their respective tables.
"C'mon," Annabeth said, gesturing for Danny and Danielle to follow, "Because both of you are new here, you're required to-No Danielle! Not there!"
Danielle, who had never experienced crutches before, had not expected her endurance to run out so quickly. She had used them for not even forty-five minutes! Perhaps it had something to do with her wanting to go over the most rugged terrain possible while walking around the camp.
So, who would blame her? Exhausted and hungry, the moment she saw an empty table, she sat down, stretched her aching legs, and set the horrible crutches to the side.
What surprised Danielle, was as soon as Annabeth noticed this, she spoke to Danielle as if it was a criminal offense to sit at that one, specific table.
The other campers watched in curiosity. It wasn't as if sitting at a different table wasn't allowed. Annabeth sat with Percy at the Poseidon table almost all the time, and Nico was told to sit at the Apollo table because of a 'doctor's note'.
But this was different. Danielle was not invited to sit at the table. She was not told to, nor did she ask for permission to sit there either. Whichever god or goddess' table it was, they would most likely be mad at Danielle for being so disrespectful.
So the campers watched, waiting for a sign of anger, for the dead to pop out of the sealed crack in the ground, or at least some slight form of entertainment.
Unfortunately, or fortunately in Danielle's case, none of that happened, and the unentertained campers when back to their dinners. Annabeth let out a breath she didn't know she had been holding.
Feeling as if the tense atmosphere had calmed, Danny sat next to Danielle, earning him a few stares, but not as many as before.
Annabeth shook her head disapprovingly, but sat down at the Athena table anyway, which happened to be right next to the Aphrodite and Hades tables.
Thankfully, much of dinner went by without incident. No one had yet to realize that Chiron hadn't joined the campers in the mess hall. Perhaps he was too busy chatting with an old friend.
Before dinner was almost over, a girl entered, her wild red mane and paint-spattered jeans reminding Danny of someone who didn't like being controlled by society's rules. She waved to Annabeth, who stood up to greet her.
"Found anything?" Annabeth asked, skipping formalities. The girl shook her head.
"Nothing yet. Though, I was receiving this strange feeling that I should come here…"
The girl trailed off, suddenly getting a strange vibe from Danny and Danielle, who were both sitting at the Hades table.
"These are the newest campers, Danny and Danielle," Annabeth said once noticing Rachel's stares
As it was polite, Danny stood up to greet the girl. As Danielle couldn't do that, she stayed seated.
"Nice to meet you, Danny and Danielle. I'm Rachel, the camp Oracle," Rachel put her hand forward, and Danny moved to shake it.
"Oracle? What's-"
Danny never got to finish his question. The moment his hand touched hers, Rachel closed her eyes and swooned.
One of the campers suddenly shouted something about a Prophecy happening, and two campers rushed forward, catching Rachel before she could hit the ground. A third ran to the side of the dining hall, grabbing a bronze three-legged stool. To Danny, it looked like they'd been trained for this kind of duty.
The two campers holding Rachel eased her onto the stool just as green mist began swirling around her feet.
Opening her eyes, Danny saw that they were glowing. Emerald smoke began issuing from her mouth. When Rachel spoke, the voice that came out wasn't her own, but one that was raspy and ancient:
"When times are at peace and the gods have changed,
Halfs will once again be rearranged.
Time and space itself connecting once more,
Yet a blast from the future will be in store.
The ghost kings shall meet with a reawakening of gray,
And memories of the lost soon find a way."
On the last word, Rachel collapsed, but her helpers were waiting to catch her. They carried her away from the tables and sat her in a corner to rest.
"What in the world was that?!" Danielle exclaimed. Danny backed away from the spot and looked at his hand in surprise.
Annabeth sighed, unsure if she should be happy for a clue in the disappearances, or curse the gods for their joy of making her life miserable and causing a Great Prophecy to appear.
"That was a prophecy." she finally answered after a time, "And I believe it sounded like-"
Annabeth stopped mid-sentence, words forgotten. Everyone gasped, staring at the space above Danielle and Danny.
"What's wrong?" Danielle asked, splitting the silence like a knife.
Danny looked up and saw identical purple clocks above his and Danielle's heads. As if the symbol had triggered a memory, Danny suddenly remembered something from the past.
"Clockwork…" Danny whispered as the clock symbol faded away, so quiet that even in the silence no one could hear him. Danielle's sensitive hearing made her the only one who was able to.
"You remember?" she asked, realizing that the name sounded familiar. Danny shook his head, attempting to remember more from the spark of recognition.
"No." he answered, not as quiet as before, "I'm only getting back little bits and pieces." He closed his eyes, and began attempting to subconsciously reach into his mind, when-
"Danny, you have amnesia?" Annabeth asked, throwing Danny's concentration out the window. It was a simple question, but so much strain was put on those words, you'd have thought she was saying that someone had just died.
"Y-yea," Danny stuttered, slightly discombobulated, "Both of us." He motioned to Danielle, who nodded in confirmation.
The silence that had seemed to cover the mess hall was suddenly erased by noise, each demi-god coming up with wild and crazy ideas on what this could mean. Danny and Danielle both looked at Annabeth, silently asking her two unspoken questions.
What was the big deal about having the clock symbol above their heads? Why was it so concerning that they both had amnesia?
"I bet you both might want to talk about this more privately," Annabeth said. She motioned to a girl from the Aphrodite table and Grover, who was sitting next to her as they conversated, to follow them outside.
Danielle was the last to head out. Having to deal with the annoying crutches, she took them from the side of the table and began following the other four.
She was already outside before realizing that she no longer felt any pain coming from her leg.
This fact was surprising, since Kayla had told her that not only the outside of her leg was bleeding, but on the inside, her leg was broken. That was why she needed crutches. Because Danielle had continuously refused to eat any ambrosia, she had been told it would take at least seven weeks for her leg to heal completely.
But low and behold, when Danielle finally had enough of the horrible crutches and decided to walk down the steps without them, her leg felt perfectly fine, as if it had never broken.
Now, she wasn't sure enough of this fact to take off her cast, but she did set the annoying crutches to the side, remembering their placement to bring them back to the infirmary later.
With that, she walked to where Danny and the others were waiting, a slight spring in her step.
Reaching the other four, who were standing in a circle near the forest, Danielle was met with some… interesting reactions.
"Hey Danielle, what took you so- Where are your crutches?!" Grover yelled, only slightly covering his nose. He seemed to have gotten used to the confusing smell around Danny and Danielle, even though it was obvious he was just trying to be polite.
It seemed like Annabeth was going to voice a similar opinion, but Danielle beat her to speaking.
"So, getting onto business Annabeth," Danielle began, turning her head to the demigod while ignoring Grover's question, "Why did you ask us about not having our memories?"
Annabeth was currently wondering why Danny wasn't concerned about Danielle standing normally without crutches, but despite that, she answered the question.
"'Halfs will once again be rearranged.'" Annabeth began, quoting a line from the prophecy Rachel had spoken.
She looked toward the Aphrodite girl and Grover, "You guys remember that day, right?" Both the girl and Grover nodded.
"Annabeth, do you think it could be Hera who's doing this, again?" The girl asked.
"No, Piper. It doesn't seem like she would do the same thing twice. Something, or someone, different this time is at effect," Annabeth answered, shaking her head. It seemed that Piper was the girl's name.
Danielle was especially curious now. She was beginning to form a hypothesis that something like this had happened before, as the prophecy had said, and it most likely had something to do with the four demigods who disappeared.
It looked like Danny was deep in thought as well, pondering Annabeth's statement and what had occurred in the mess hall.
"The new prophecy, our claimings, memories slowly coming back… What could it all mean?"
"If you're wondering what that prophecy was, I'm sure it was a Great Prophecy," Annabeth said, answering his question despite it not being directed at her, "With all the strange shenanigans happening, I wouldn't be surprised if it had something to do with both of your claimings."
"Yeah Annabeth, I was wondering about that," Piper said suddenly, "Why'd you act so freaked out when those purple clocks appeared as their claiming symbols?" She gestured slightly at Danny and Danielle to show Annabeth who she was talking about.
"Well… Clocks are used to tell time right?" Annabeth began, hesitating slightly, even if it was just a theory. They were all confused as to why Annabeth was answering this way. "And who is known as the Lord of Time?"
Once she said those words, Piper and Grover understood. They defeated Gea only a year ago. If they now had to deal with Kronos a second time after finally re-stabilizing the camp...
Danny and Danielle looked at each other in confusion. Clockwork, the stopwatch, whoever he was, could not possibly be Kronos.
With that thought, Danny began trying to counter the way of thinking that was going through the three friends, "Now guys, you seriously can't be thinking that-"
His speech was cut off and turned into a painful yelp. He swayed slightly, the force of whatever struck him from behind almost forcing him to the ground.
In the angle she was standing from, Danielle saw what had struck Danny. The projectile had flown from the direction of the forest, striking Danny in the right shoulder. Thankfully, she could see that the arrow had not pierced through to the other side, and no blood was coming out of the wound at the moment.
Out the corner of her eye, Danielle suddenly saw a flash of silver, and immediately dodged out of the way. The arrow that would have struck her heart stabbed itself into the ground, instead.
The two half-bloods, as well as Grover, gasped, knowing only one group who specifically used silver arrows. They tried forcing themselves between Danny and the attackers to reason with both parties, but Danielle held them back protectively. She felt that Danny and herself, even though they were both weaponless, could hold their own against the antagonists hiding between the trees.
"Whoever's there, show yourself!" Danny commanded, turning toward the trees from where the second arrow had been shot, ignoring the fact that he had an arrow still stuck in his shoulder. For a moment, his eyes unknowingly glowed neon green.
Now that their location had been compromised, out of the forest jumped a group of girls. All of them were carrying bows and wearing silver parkas with camouflage pants. Quivers of glowing silver arrows sat on their backs.
A girl that looked about 15 or 16, with spiky black hair, electric blue eyes, and a silver circlet on her head, obviously showing that she was the leader, had just knocked another arrow after firing the second one. She stared at Danny and Danielle as if they were prey to be hunted.
"You monsters are going down."