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I would like to apologize for all of the grammar and errors in this. I have gone over it again and I think I found everything. Let me know if there is something else that needs to be fixed.

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Old Friend

Chapter 1:

Mallory sat at the controls to Drake One, checking for any signs of activity from Dragaunus. The whole team was in another state sponsoring a charity for a kids foundation. Mallory couldn't go because of she had caught a stomach bug and she had just gotten a call from Wildwing letting her know that they wouldn't be back for another 4 days. She was fine now and she didn't mind the peace and quiet but it was getting boring! Wildwing wouldn't let her go and ordered her to take it easy. If there were signs of Dragaunus she was supposed to contact him immediately and wait for the team before engaging them in battle.

"Of all the times for old lizard lips to be quiet it had to be now." Just then Drake One's alarm went off. Mallory started typing and found a huge teleportation energy signal.

Mallory turned on her com and tried to contact Wildwing. "Guys come in!... Guys?" Nothing. No one was answering. She tried again only to get the same result. "Damn! Well I can't not respond." She said to herself as she ran to her Duck Cycle. She threw on her helmet and took off for the energy signature. She would continue to try and get a hold of the team on the drive there.

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A tan drake stood on the edge of a tall brown building in downtown Anaheim, wearing a black mask and black battle gear. Looking down at his com he watched as his target approached. Dragaunus had order the death of this human cop that was helping the Mighty Ducks and had caused the down fall of several plans. So this Klegghorn had to go, simple as that. The car was approaching target zone when he heard the familiar sound of a Duck Cycle. One of those Mighty Ducks had arrived. He looked over to where he had heard it and saw the red haired female named Mallory coming. She was cute. Too bad she had to choose now to arrive. Once the cop was done, he'd take off, unless she tried to stop him and without a doubt she would, then she would become his next target.

The bomb he conveniently placed in the road would go off the moment he hit the trigger. With all of the chaos he might be able to leave without engaging her in a fight.

Mallory approached downtown where the signal was coming from. She parked her bike across the street from a tall brown building. "This is where the signal has been coming from." She approached it to get a better view. She eyes traveled up the building to find a tan duck standing there, holding some sort of remote! "Well if someone is here from Puckworld that can only mean that Dragaunus was the one that brought them here!" Looking over to what he was watching she saw captain Klegghorn's car approaching a black box in the middle of the road. "It's a bomb!" She pulled out her gun and aimed for the hand holding the trigger and fired.

The Tan duck didn't see the shot but heard it and before he could do anything the trigger was knocked from his hand. It hurt his wrist a little but besides that nothing. He turned to look at where he knew the shot came from only to have to dodge another and press himself against the building while he pulled out his secondary trigger. "Always come prepared." The car had just driven over the bomb, he hit the trigger and the bomb went off blowing up only the back end of the car, flipping it over. The cop was still alive though so the job was not done, he had to get that cop while fighting Mallory.

He attached the grappling hook to the side of the building and jumped down, letting it carry him to the ground. Mallory moved in on his position fast while the cop was struggling to get out of the burning vehicle. Deciding to deal with Mallory first he pulled out his gun holstered on his left thigh, leaving the right gun for emergencies and turned the corner to go in for the attack only to get kicked in the face by a female foot. His metal mask took most of the impact but his head snapped back from the blow, causing him to lose sight of his target for a moment. She used it to her advantage and disarmed him of his gun, throwing it far from the fight. She was good.

Attempting to pin his arms behind his back, she underestimated his strength and was stunned for a moment when he grabbed her from behind his back and threw her over his head into a parked car. She hit it hard enough to set off the alarms and dent in the side door. Sliding to the ground after the hit she felt dizzy for a moment but shook it off seeing that the duck was approaching a pinned Klegghorn.

Getting to her feet she dashed at him feeling like she wasn't moving fast enough. The duck pulled out another gun and was aiming a Klegghorn's head when Mallory jumped on him. Wrapping her legs around his torso, she used her body weight to throw the duck far from Klegghorn and down the street. "Klegghorn! You okay?"

Klegghorn had never been so grateful to see one of the ducks. "No! I'm calling backup!" Looking around he saw that she was the only one there! "Where are the others ducks! Where's Wildwing!"

Mallory looked over to see the other duck recovering faster than expected. "Their out of town. I can't get a hold of them."

"Great! Just when they actually need to be here!" Klegghorn yelled, he was about to continue his rant when the other duck attacked Mallory. She fought him off and away from Klegghorn. She had no idea just how grateful the police captain was that she was there but he wasn't about to tell her.

Mallory continued to hold the duck off until she heard the sound of back up in the form of police sirens. The duck hearing this choose to try to make his exit, but Mallory blocked his path. He faked to hit her with a right arm but instead brought up his right knee into her gut and pinned her to a nearby car that was parked along the street. Grabbing his holstered gun on his right thigh, he didn't even bother to pull it out but instead just fired in its holster. The bullet shot through his holster and right into Mallory's left side, below her ribs. Mallory cried out and slide to the ground next to the car. Seeing her down the tan duck dove over the hood and made his escape.

Mallory grabbed her side and stood, intending to go after him. She was about to jump over the car he went over, only to see a puck grenade come from the shadows and land next to the car that she was behind. "Fuck!" She jumped back as fast as possible but was still caught in the blast from the grenade and the exploding car. She could feel the flames lick at her feathers as she sailed through the air into another parked car. "Ouch. This just isn't my day." Seeing that the cops were approaching the sight of the burning vehicle they searched the wreckage and surrounding area for the tan duck that had attacked the police captain. Mallory stood and saw that she wasn't bleeding from where she was shot. Must be clogged by the bullet she thought to herself, nothing she couldn't handle. She approached Klegghorn who was sitting on the back of an ambulance with a medic checking him over.

"You okay Klegghorn?" She asked as she slowly approached, limping slightly.

"Yeah thanks to you." Looking her over he asked, "Are you?"

"Yeah... I'll be fine."

"Maybe you should have them take a look at you." Klegghorn offered again.

"No need. I'll take care of this when I get home. Just a few burnt feathers and some bruises." She waved it off and began making her way back to her bike. He watched her go. He could have sworn that she had been shot by that creep, but she wasn't acting like it. So it must have missed her. Shrugging he figured he would just check in with Wildwing when he gets back.

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Mallory's drive back to the pond went fine until she felt warm liquid start to go down her side and then the pain started, making it hard to breath. She speed up wanted to get back faster to patch herself up. She approached the doors that lead to the underground garage, they opened up, letting her in and closing behind her. She was safe now. Not knowing where that tan duck was, she didn't want to risk him catching her at a disadvantage.

Going down the long tunnel that lead to the underground base, she hoped that the other weren't back yet. Yes they were supposed to be back in another four days but if they got her message then they might already be back. She didn't want them to see her like this. Coming to the end of the tunnel and out the garage she was hit with a wave of dizziness and she lost control of the bike. It fell to the side and she with it, both sliding across the metal floor only to come to a stop in the middle of the empty garage.

Mallory lay panting on the floor with the bike on her one legs. "Well at least their not back yet." She looked to where she had fallen and was surprised by the trail of blood smeared on the floor. it went from where she first fell to where she currently lay. "Shit." Realizing now that she was losing too much blood, she pushed the bike off of her and limped to the med lab. "Maybe I should have taken that offer to be looked at after all."

Once there she grabbed everything she needed. Laying back she pulled her shirt and armor off to get a better look at her wound. The bullet was small and wasn't too deep in. The material of her uniform stopped the bullet from doing more damage and going straight through her.

Grabbing the pliers she clenched her teeth for the pain and stuck them into the wound. Opening them slowly to stretch the bullet whole open so that she would have easier access. "Agh!Oh now I really wish I asked to be looked over. Ahhh!" The pain was immense, stretching the already tender flesh. She left the pliers in her wound to keep it open and smacked her hand down on the long tweezers, grabbing them with a shaky hand. Slowly moving them into her forced opened wound, she moved them in until they hit the bullet stuck in her. Opening them and grasping the bullet in them she squeezed hard to make sure she had a good hold of it, unfortunately the bloody bullet slipped and she snapped the tweezers closed pinching a bit of raw bloody flesh.

The pain almost made her back spasm. "Ahhhh!" She let out a pained scream. "Let's not do that again." Attempting again to grab it, she was more careful and slowly tightened them on the bullet, this time it caught and she pulled it out. Her flesh gave resistance to her pulling out the bullet but she wanted to get it over with and pulled it hard, yanking it out. "Ahh!"

Once it was out the blood flowed more freely. Moving fast she blotted the blood away with a cloth and pour the antiseptic into her wound. Stinging fire flared up through her side, rendering her unable to do anything but scream and clench the table. "Aaaaaahhhhhh! OH THAT SON OF A BITCH!" Mallory panted, sweat covered her face and body, making her feathers shine even more then usual. "When I get my hands on him, he's going to wish that he didn't do that." Checking her open wound to make sure nothing needed to be cauterized closed, she was happy to find nothing did. She didn't think that she could stay awake for that and lucky for her, no organs were damaged.

Taking the staple gun from the cart next to her she removed the pliers and pulled her flesh together, stapling it in place. "Agh... Ah... Ahhhh!" It only took three staples to close the wound. Finally done, she wrapped a gauze band-aid around her chest and grabbed an injector, injecting a pain killer into the area around her wound. Laying back for a moment she allowed herself to pass out and drift into blissful sleep. She would have to deal with the burnt feathers and slightly burnt skin later, right now blissful darkness was calling her name.

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Meanwhile the other ducks had just finished their third day at the fundraiser and were all walking back to the Arrowwing with Phil following behind them. "Boobies! You did great. The kids loved you and the fans are going to eat this up!"

"Alright Phil but no more public appearances for a while. We've done and are doing plenty with just this week."

"All right Wildwing, your kept your end of the bargain so I will keep mine."

Everyone looked at Phil oddly. "You mean your not gonna argue?!" Asked Duke

While everyone stared slack jawed at this person who was supposed to be Phil Palmfeather, a.k.a. their manager, Wildwing checked his com to find that he had a missed message. Opening his com, he watched the message as Mallory's face came onto his com. "Wildwing I don't know why you guys aren't answering your coms but Drake One picked up a huge signal in the middle of downtown Anaheim." At hearing this everyone crowded around Wildwing to listen in. "I'm going in, it can't wait. Hopefully you'll get this soon." With that the message ended.

Tanya looked at the time on the message. "That was sent at 1pm!"

Wildwing tried calling Mallory back on his com but he got no answer. Now he was worried. "Let's move team!" Everyone got into there positions and the ducks were off to the last location of the energy signal.

"Hopefully your okay Mal... You better be." Wildwing thought as he flew the Arrowwing back towards home.

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Mallory awoke to the pain. Slowly opening her eyes she saw that she was in the med lab. "Oh right. I never left." Moving to sit up she cringed and laid back down. "Oh my stars! My side is on fire!" Moving over to the Medicom she started the scan and laid down on the bed, letting it check over her body. Once it was done she got up and checked to see if she missed anything. Luck was on her side for once today and there was no other damage besides losing a lot of blood. She would have to hook up a IV drip to help her.

Looking at her watch she realized that she had slept for half the day. It was late and the guys would be probably be getting back soon., considering that she didn't wake up to the team hovering over her. "Shit! I can't let them come back to blood everywhere! It looks like a horror movie out there."

Getting to it, she cleaned up the medical equipment and moved onto the floor and table that she had been laying on. Slowly making her way out into the hall where she cleaned the key pad and the wall that she leaned on as she staggered down to the lab. Cleaning the trail of blood all the way to the garage. Cringing at seeing the amount of blood on the floor by the bike, she realized just how much she lost. "Well this is probably why I felt so dizzy." She muttered sarcastically to herself.

Getting it over with she cleaned the floor of the garage from and once that was finished, she cleaned the bike itself. The bike was damaged and looked like it had been in an accident but there was only so much that she could do. For this she would need Tanya's help, not that she couldn't work on the bike. They all knew how to repair their gear but she wasn't strong enough right now. With all of this done Mallory went back to her room to take a shower. It was time to get all of the sticky blood and sweat off of her. Once she was rested, she would start to work on finding out who that tan duck was. One thing was for sure... he was ex special forces.

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The ducks flew to the spot of the signal and were shocked to find what looked like an explosion had happened. Seeing Klegghorn below sporting bandaids and bruises, talking with other cops. The Ducks put the Arrowwing on hover and slid down some ropes to approach Klegghorn. "Finally decided to show up."

"Klegghorn what happened here?" Wildwing was a little frustrated that the had missed what happened.

"You mean you haven't spoken to Mallory?" Everyone shook their heads.

"We can't get a hold of her." Said Nosedive.

Klegghorn stared at the ground for a moment in thought, then looked back up at Wildwing and nodded. "Follow me, you should see this."

Klegghorn lead them to a van that was reviewing security footage. He grabbed a tape and handed it to Wildwing. "I suggest that you watch this when you get back." He turned to walk away but stopped mid stride and looked back over his shoulder at Wildwing, "And tell that red headed duck thanks. If it wasn't for her I wouldn't be here right now." Klegghorn turned around and walked away. "Watch that video Wildwing it will tell you everything that you need to know."

Everyone raised an eyebrow at that but turned back to the hovering Arrowwing and climbed up the ropes. While flying back to the Pond everyone was thinking the same thing. "What on earth happened."

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They were all happy to be back at the good old Pond. It was late when they arrived at midnight. "Finally home! It's time for a nice shower and a good mov- wow!" Nosedive fell on his face after tripping on seemingly nothing.

"Dive you okay?" Wildwing asked helping him up.

"Yeah I tripped on something." Wildwing looked where Dive had been walking and didn't see anything at first. Then he looked again and he noticed the deep gash in the ground. "What?" He walked to it and put his hand were the floor was dented in. "Tanya was this here before?"

She came over and looked at it. "No! That's new!"

"What did that to our metal floors?" Asked Nosedive. Wildwing looked up at him. "Good question."

Duke took this moment to add his input while looking off to the side. "Ya I think one of our bikes would do that, say if it fell over."

"What makes you say that?" Asked Grin, "Oh nothin' just Mallory's damaged bike over there." He said pointing in its direction. Everyone turned to look and see that it was in fact damaged on one side, where it slide across the floor, but they didn't know that.

Wildwing stood up and began walking into the Pond. "Hum... I better check and make sure she's okay. Get some sleep guys."

"Hey let us know if she's not okay." Requested Duke a little worried. Wildwing didn't even turn around as he responded. "I'll let you guys know."

With that everyone was off to bed accept Wildwing. He walked down to her room and punched in her key code, not noticing the blood she had forgotten to clean up on the key pad that was now on his gloved fingers. He walked into the dark room to see Mallory sleeping on her bed with her back to the door.

Going around the bed he looked at her face to find that she looked pretty peaceful. "She not hurt. Thank the stars." He thought as he brushed some hair from her face with his left hand. Leaning in he kissed her forehead and left her to sleep in peace. He didn't want to wake her this late just so he could get a debriefing that he could get from watching the video tape that Klegghorn handed him.

Walking back to Drake One he loaded the tape and watched the footage. Everything seemed normal until he saw a tan male duck standing on the ledge of the tall brown building! "Another duck?" Something seemed familiar about him. He watch Mallory engage him in combat and Klegghorn almost getting blown up and shot but Mallory jumped in to save him. "Mallory did a good job, no wonder he asked me to thank her." He smiled at that. Seeing that the fight wasn't over he continued to watch and stood up in horror when he say Mallory get shot at point blank right in the side! He rewound again just to make sure he wasn't seeing things. He wasn't she took a bad hit. Resisting the urge to run back to Mallory's room to check her side he stayed to finish the tape. He needed to know what happened. The tan bastard of a duck escape by diving over the car and using the shadows as cover, Mallory was going to pursue him despite her injuries but the tricky bastard tossed back a puck grenade at her. Luckily she jumped back fast but the explosion still through her across the street into another parked car. "She could have broken bones from that!" He watched as she talked to Klegghorn and disappeared from the picture.

Pulling up Drake One's security footage he watched Mallory drive into the garage and crash coming in. Blood was everywhere! He watch her leave go to the med lab take care of herself and then pass out. Only to get up later and clean everything up and make it look like there had been no problems! "What was she thinking!"

Putting his head down as he leaned over the keyboard he practiced breathing to calm himself down. Opening his eye he was met with some blood covered keys on the right side of the board. He looked down at his gloved hand and saw the blood on the tips. Without a second thought he ran back to Mallory room looked at her key pad, confirming where the blood came from and stormed in.

Turning on the lights he ripped the covers from her body. Mallory jerked awake and tried to sit up but cried out instead and laid back down. Wildwing lifted her hand from her side to see the blood coming through her shirt and staining her hand.

"Mallory, why didn't you go to a hospital? Why didn't you try to contact me! You could have died!"

"I just woke up. What?... Oh...I was going to tell you later." Wildwing sighed again and sat next to her on the bed. "Let me see it." His voice was stern, like she was scolding a child. It annoyed her but she kept her mouth shut, knowing that right now she was talking to her angry captain, not an angry boyfriend.

Mallory looked away from him, suddenly feeling shy and embarrassed about her wound, but sighed and pulled her night shirt up enough to show the bandages. She attempted to sit up but was in too much pain to do it by herself. Seeing her struggle, Wildwing helped her sit up and began unwrapping her bandage that went around her chest and shoulder. Carefully he removed them, until her wound was bared to him. The wound was actually well taken care of considering that she did it herself. Her ribs and lungs were definitely going to be bruised. The bullet hole was surrounded by a black and blue bruised, caused by the impact of of bullet rippling across her stomach and ribs. The bruised looked like a vicious flower spreading angrily across her skin and under her feathers. She must have been hurting bad.

"You did a good job on this Mal." He looked up at her and nodded, "But next time continue to try and contact us." He went into the bathroom and under her sink to grab more bandages. Going back into the bedroom he re-wrapped her ribs and stomach wound so that it would support healing. Once he was done he took a moment to caress her face. Mallory leaned into his touch and smiled tiredly at him.

"Mal, I'm sorry I wasn't here for you. I'm sorry I didn't hear my com. None of us did, it was so load, but it's no excuse. You've could've died and I would have been responsible. I can't lose you! I've already lost one friend on this mission." Wildwing leaned in, being careful not to put any weight on her and kissed her.

"This isn't your fault it's mine. I should have been better prepared." Said Mallory, "He surprised me and that's what caused me to get so injured. Not anything that you-."

"NO." Interrupted Wildwing. "I'm the leader, I'm in charge of everyone's safety..." Wildwing sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Did you see this face?" Mallory shook her head. "No but I do know that the way he moved, he was ex special forces."

"What?! Are you sure?" Wildwing seemed disturbed by this. Mallory looked him in the eyes, not blinking, "Definitely."

Nodding his head he began to undress. Mallory just made room for him on the bed. "Tomorrow I want you to have Tanya take a look at you." Said Wildwing turning off the lights and climbing into bed.

Know better than to argue Mallory nodded. "Ok"

Wildwing took off the mask and placed it beside the bed on the night stand. He curled protectively around Mallory and held her to him as they both fell to sleep.