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I don't own Danny Phantom in any way.

Originally a one-shot, this turned into a 10-piece story.

~oOo B-Side: A White Rose oOo~

Danny Phantom, Hero of Amity Park and Savior of the Earth and the Ghost Zone. Yup. That's quite a title, I know. I'm one of the two remaining halfas—or maybe three since I'm not that sure if he's still out there. Meaning, Vlad Plasmius or Vlad Masters, former billionaire from Wisconsin, as well as the former mayor of Amity Park. Never seen him since the Disasteroid event that changed not just the whole world, but the Ghost Zone as well. Slowly, humans and ghosts changed for the better, coexisting with one another. And that's really a historical accomplishment, might I add.

Now... Where was I? Ah!

Back to what I was saying. I'm one of the two remaining halfas in the world. The other is my clone/cousin—though my parents adopted her, so she's like my clone/cousin/little sister—Danielle Phantom, or Dani for short. Halfas are, well, half humans and half ghosts. Phantom is my ghost half, while my human half is me, Danny Fenton. I'm just your semi-ordinary guy, trying to balance his duty to the world and to his own family.

Yup, that's right. I'm married. And my full name is Daniel James McLain Fenton. And yes again. I am married to none other than the Ghost Zone's hottest and sexiest ghost rock star, Ember freaking McLain. Or should I say, Ember Fenton.

How you may ask how two former enemies could fall in love with each other to even tie the knot? Well, this is the reason why I'm right here to tell you.

And it all starts with a white rose...

Of course, giving her the white rose was the start of our courtship. But I want to tell you first how I actually first started to like the ghost diva. So it's with me at 16, flying fast throughout the state and over to Canada in order to stop a certain mind-controlling pop diva princess's concert...

Again...

~oOo Act I: Ember's Concert - Ontario, Canada oOo~

Danny raised both his hands in front of his face, instantly putting up an energy shield and blocking the purple flame-shaped electric guitar that was about to bash him in the face. It lifted up its pressure, but immediately swung right back down with much force. Fortunately, our hero timed it this time. At exactly a second after it impacted, he dropped down his shield, making his ghostly enemy stumble forward, which gave him just enough time to roll over and shoot a ghost ray at her side.

The attack hit its targeted mark, pushing her off the stage with a yelp and into the waiting arms of her hypnotized crowd, thus cushioning her fall. Unfortunately, his attack did nothing except only make her even more stronger as her chanting crowd increased their chant at the display of violence and the closeness to their idol.

"Ember! Ember! Ember! Ember!"

A wide smirk played on her lips as her hair danced higher and higher with power. She hovered above them, arms stretched wide at her side. "With all my loving fans chanting my name, I grow even more powerful!"

Backing up her claim, she demonstrated it by strumming up a larger and faster fist beam, which surprised the halfa. He didn't have enough time to dodge, and it sent him flying way over to the giant screen behind him.

"Aaaaahhh!" Danny crash landed head first, breaking through the screen. He groaned and clutched his head, slowly opening his eyes, though he only saw stars. He shook his head and blinked them back, trying to clear his vision. It didn't help much, so he laid there for a while, unmoving and listening to the only thing he could hear over the background, Ember's mind-controlled induced fans.

"Ember! Ember! Ember! Ember!"

Frowning, he sat up, but immediately regretted it after getting up too fast as his head throbbed in pain. "Ugh. If I have to hear that annoying chant one more time—"

"That's right, baby! Just say my name!" He heard her say above the crowd.

"Just her cocky voice is giving me a headache." He grumbled. "Doesn't she ever give up?" Getting up, he looked down at the haughty blue-haired ghost, noticing that her hair was already 3 meters tall. "Oh man. If I don't do anything soon..."

Looking down at the stage, he searched for a way, or just something, maybe some crazy idea in order to defeat her ever growing power when his eyes landed on a discarded mic lying just a few ways from her.

An idea cunningly formed inside his mind. If it worked the last time he had attended her concert, then why not now?

With a cheeky grin, Danny phased down to the stage, going under just where the mic was at. Poking his head, he took a quick glance at the ghostly diva and saw that she was still basking in all her power-chant glory.

Good. She was distracted, if you can even call your enemy getting stronger an advantage. But anyways...

He phased all the way, picking up the mic in the process, and experimentally tapped it to see if it was still working. To his fortune, the large built-in speakers for the concert brought back good news. Unfortunately, Ember and the rest of the crowd had the pleasure to hear his little stunt.

Danny could see the surprise and then rage swirling in the pools of her emerald green eyes. It all too looked like she didn't forget what had happened in the final act of her last big concert.

"Oh, no. Nuh-uh. Not on live television!" she snarled, shooting out a pink ghost ray.

He dodged the attack and retaliated with his own. "Ever think about quitting the show altogether?"

"Ever think about sticking your annoying face up your ass?" She batted it away like some annoying fly with the back of her hand. "Not gonna happen, dipstick."

"We'll see about that."

Danny frowned. She deflected his ghost ray all too easily. It was obvious of the extent the audience had it in the growth of her powers, not just the crowd in front of him, but the millions of people watching it online, or by any other means of media. It was quickly turning into like last time. And the bad thing was, Tucker and Sam weren't here to help him at all.

Ember shot another ghost ray, but this time, following it up with a fast-paced punch beam. Danny quickly put up a reflective shield to try and deflect it, but with the force of her newly-attained level of power, his barrier cracked with her ghost ray and was shattered by the following punch beam.

He was thrown backwards, hissing in pain as his head slammed against the floorboards. Getting angry himself, he opened his eyes and tried to get up, but they immediately widen in alarm as he saw another fist beam heading right towards him.

He dived out of the way just in time, sighing in relief at how close it got. Distracted as he was, he never noticed Ember skyrocketing towards him, until the mic he had got suddenly ripped away from his hand, followed by a cry of victory from the ghost diva herself.

"Looks like the little boy scout halfa lost his shot at stardom!" She taunted, waving the mic as she floated high and mightily in the air like a hawk to its prey. "Sorry, baby. But the only star around here is m—"

Ember didn't get to finish her witty banter speech as Danny suddenly shot an ice ray at her foot, encasing it in ice and making her loose her flight balance. Charging for another ice attack, his eyes turned from radioactive green to icy blue as he formed a large explosive snowball and hurled it, hitting her squarely and exploding on impact. It sent her flying to the destroyed screen she had dispatched him in on earlier, adding another hole on the unfortunate gigantic display.

He winced. "Ow. That...must've hurt a lot."

The halfa followed her to the damaged screen, taking the time to unstrap the Fenton Thermos around his torso. Landing beside her prone form, he noticed that her 3 meter ponytail was almost smothered to nonexistent. He also noticed the mic she had stolen a few seconds earlier was sitting peacefully in her slacked hand. He realized that by the way she was not moving meant that he had knocked her out.

He gaped. "Wow. I think this is the first time I ever truly beat her."

Usually, Sam and Tucker was there to help him out whenever he was in a pinch, enough for him to use their distraction to suck her inside the Thermos. Other times, she would just retreat for reasons only known to her.

Danny felt a surge of confidence at learning that he knocked Ember McLain out even with the advantage of her constant boost of power. And now that she was unconscious, he didn't need to embarrass himself and sing badly in front of the camera and the whole audience just to weaken her. All that was left was to send her back to the Ghost Zone.

Uncapping the thermos's lid, he positioned it to suck her right in. From the distance, he could still hear the crowd chanting Ember's name. Heck, it was even louder this time. And it was then that he saw the flicker of her fiery hair start to dance. Before he could even react, she had swept him off his feet, making him land on his back with a resounding thud with both his legs sticking in the air. Next thing he knew, there was a searing burning sensation happening on his behind.

"Yaaaaarghhh!" he howled, immediately jumping to his feet and putting both ice cold hands on his flaming butt. But as relief washed over the pain, another set presented itself in a form of flaming discs hurling right at him and exploding when it connected to his body, sending him careening down over to the edge of the stage.

He groaned, rolling to his side and trying his hardest to get up. Her latest attack actually hurt than he cared to admit. With the crowd backing her up with more power, he can't overpower her like this. He needed to end it now.

He pushed himself to stand up, looking up at the Ghost Zone's self-proclaimed rock n roll princess. She looked bad as well, not yet fully recovered from his recent explosive ice attack, which was somewhat surprising considering that her fans were continuously chanting her name. She was weakened, and it may be due to his affinity for ice, since ice was her opposing element as hers was obviously fire.

Ember glared at him from her position as she floated warily in the air. He saw her ready her guitar, turning one of the knobs to its maximum. His eyes narrowed, already guessing what her next attack might be, and flew up at her level so that the crowd behind him won't get caught in the middle of their cross fire. If there were any kind of casualty because of this, he wouldn't forgive her... Or himself.

"Here's how it works, Phantom." She switched the dial of her guitar from fist to a wave icon. "We're polar opposites you and I. You have your hero thing going on, and I have my own revolution and conquer the world game plan. You're ice, I'm fire. You're a good boy, while I'm obviously the bad girl and an amazing singer by the way." She grinned. "But the thing is... I have this sort of grudge against you."

He gave her a skeptical glare. "Don't you already have a grudge against me ever since I stopped your world conquest the first time?"

She chuckled, shaking her head a little. "You're cute... But no. Not quite."

Danny's cheeks colored slightly at the unexpected compliment.

She smirked, but then frowned. "You see... I know about your little ghostly wail trick. Of course, the million dollar question everyone wants to hear is...which one of us is the better?" She raised her hand and held it above her head. "Your sound..."

Danny readied himself for the upcoming attack, taking a stance that was all too familiar as he prepared for his most powerful ability yet.

Ember's eyes glowed red as she quickly brought down her hand and struck a maximum-charged power chord. "OR MINE!"

A fast wide-range sound wave burst out from the ghost rocker's guitar. Anticipating the attack, Danny stood his ground and let out all the building energy he had gathered inside him. "WOOOOOHHHAAAAAOOOOOHHH!"

Two colliding sound waves clashed in an epic epiphany of harmony and discord. It merged, yet stayed as two distinct sides of the same coin. The result was an astounding explosion as it could no longer maintain the constant shift in power and balance, sending both teens flying on opposite directions.

Danny groggily opened his eyes, wincing slightly at the constant pounding of his head, as well as an annoying reverberation ringing in his ears. He could faintly hear voices screaming around him, and it took him a while to register what was happening.

His eyes snapped wide open as he beheld the ceiling near the stage start to collapse and fall down on the people directly under it. He didn't even know it himself when his body reacted quickly as it did at the current predicament. He duplicated himself into four, each one flying towards the falling debris, either destroying them with a ghost ray, deflecting them with a shield, or making them intangible so it would phase through the people below.

"AAAAAIEEE!" A shrill cry suddenly announced.

Danny snapped his head at the general direction of the scream. There, a few ways past, was a little girl crying and holding herself for protection as she was about to be crushed flat like a pizza by falling pieces of concrete.

He moved on instinct and skyrocketed towards the girl, even when knowing that deep down... He wouldn't make it.

Time seemed to the slow down as tears welled up in his eyes. Despair washed over him, but he quickly smothered it down. No! He needed to hope. He must hope.

At the last second before the girl would be gone forever, he saw a whirlwind of blue flames bursting into thin air, and a very fast blur rocked the space around it, seemingly knocking the falling debris off course as it slightly veered away from its target.

He stopped in his tracks and only blinked once when he found them gone. But even with that, it was the only indication that the girl had even survived, and relief quickly spread over his face.

After composing himself and letting out the breath he was holding, he looked around the area, wondering where she could have gone. And it was there in the middle of the stage where he saw the most unusual thing he had ever encountered.

The little girl had her back towards him, but by the way her shoulders shook, he knew that she was heavily crying. Though what baffled him completely was the woman who had her arms wrapped around her. He could faintly hear Ember trying to comfort the girl, telling her words like, 'It's gonna be okay' or 'You're safe now'.

He watched them as they had their moment. It was like a play that was so astounding, all the other noises were forgotten and kept in the background. It was only them, and he just needed watch. However, a young woman rushed towards the two, breaking the trance the halfa had found himself in. It seemed that she was the child's mother as Ember handed her over to the fretful woman. The little girl clung tightly to her mother, and the two left with silent gratitude.

When the two were gone with the rest of the fleeing audience, Danny carefully approached the blue-haired diva. As he closed the distance, he noticed that she was surprisingly downcast. She had backed away and sat hunched down on one of the rubbles, bringing her knees closer to her chest. It was an odd sight to behold for sure. Never before had he seen her this way. Never before did he thought she was even capable of it as she was always so haughty and arrogant to him that the idea of any other emotion she might have possessed was beyond him. Then again, she did save that girl. And now that he was standing beside her, he didn't know what to make of it, or even know what to say. And it also seemed that neither did she.

Fortunately for them, his phone alarm suddenly rang out, signaling that it was already 9, way past his curfew. He sighed and turned it off.

"I guess this is the part where you cram me inside that stupid thermos of yours and throw me back to the Ghost Zone." Ember commented offhandedly without seemingly acknowledging his presence beside her.

"I..." He rubbed the back of his head and looked around the ruined buildings. "...kinda lost it."

She huffed and rolled her eyes. "My, the ghost kid is a dunce."

He frowned. "Hey! Now wait just a sec—"

"Don't bother." She cut him off and stood up, turning her back from him. "I can escort myself back home, thank you very much. Now if you're done playing the idiot hero who can't even finish his job right..." She walked away. "Goodnight."

And with that, the ghost diva disappeared in a whirlwind of flames, leaving behind a confused halfa trying to decipher her words and actions.

AN:

Updates may vary. In Another Time and My Red Thread of Destiny will be put on hold for the time being as I want to finish this piece first.

Anyways, this is Danny's point of view in my McLain's Secret Admirer universe. It will span at the very beginning, to the main story of MSA, and even after the story itself.

Hope you'll like this :)