Disclaimer: I do not own Darkwing Duck, or... well... any of this, I just own the dream itself, to the extent that anyone owns their dreams.
A/n: Be warned, anything that doesn't make sense is because this was a dream... My dream, where three things merged into one really bizarre story... Darkwing Duck meets Tomb Raider and Harry Potter... It was amazing... seriously: Negaduck appreciation society... I wanna join up.
My weird Negaduck dream...
Chapter 1 :
The Tower Complex.
Darkwing ran down the corridor 'Come on Launchpad!' He called. 'We can still catch him.' The tower complex was bizarre with odd twist and turns and the green metal made everything look so much stranger, but Darkwing wasn't deterred or distracted, he was chasing his arch nemesis and this time he refused to let Negaduck get away.
Up ahead, Negaduck had perched on the ledge of the roof. lassoing a rope around one of the spires on the nearest building, he tested the tightness of the rope and cast a look back, he couldn't see Darkwing, but that didn't mean he was home free yet, Darkwing wasn't going to give up the chase so easily.
Negaduck took a deep breath mounting his courage and took a running start.
Jumping off of the ledge, the rope was limp in his hands for a short while then pulled tight, suddenly jerking him out of the free-fall and sending him swinging away from the building and around the corner onto the next rooftop.
Negaduck dropped down and started running again, the sooner he got back to his bike the sooner he would be homeward bound.
As he rushed down the stairwell skipping over railings from one flight to the next he cast a quick glance at his watch, he gave a nod to the time and reached the third floor of the bank.
He looked around and rolled his eyes at how easy it had been to get this far, Darkwing had guessed that he'd be after the jewels in the safe of this building but the chase through the tower had started up before the revelation had hit the crime-fighter.
Negaduck continued through the floor. 'Now where is that safe?' He grumbled to himself as he ran past the office doors.
Meanwhile above:
Having reached the ledge of the building where Negaduck had jumped from Darkwing was assessing the situation while he pulled out his gas gun 'LP, I'm going after him.'
'Er... right... if it's all the same to you DW, I'll take the stairs.' Launchpad said.
'See you there then.' Darkwing fired his grapple and jumped off the ledge. 'Anything Negaduck can do, I can do better.' he muttered to himself.
Launchpad shook his head and took to the stairs heading down to the "catwalk" connecting the two buildings together.
Negaduck put the bag over his shoulder and started running again, it hadn't taken him long to break into the safe, but Darkwing would be closing in now and with the stalemate between their physical strengths now out of sync with the weight of Negaduck's haul, Darkwing had the upper hand.
But inspiration hit Negaduck and he ducked into one of the offices, taking to the window, he looked about and pulled out his grapple. 'Never leave home without several dozen grapples.' He said throwing it up onto the roof of the next building, the grapple caught and he tugged it tight, he tied the bag to the rope and chucked it out of the window, he watched it fall and looked behind him, he frowned and jumped out of the window.
Darkwing was straight out the window after him, missing the rope though and had to grab hold of the windowsill across the alleyway, by the time Darkwing had hauled himself up and looked down Negaduck was vanishing out of the alley with the bag of valuables slung over his shoulder.
Negaduck put the bag in the side car and jumped onto the drivers seat, he gunned the engine and took off into the night.
A/n: okay, in my dream that wasn't a tower it was a temple of sorts, and it wasn't made of metal either, but hey, I've got to make it make sense a little bit, though I don't know why I bothered with the stuff coming up.