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Rated M
Forget Me Not
Chapter 1:
Pain was the first thing she felt when waking. It was all over. She opened her eyes to take in the landscape around her while bring her hand to her head to as a form of comforting her massive headache. Once it entered her vision she saw that it was covered in blood. "What?"
Looking down at herself she realized that she was wounded and a complete mess. Her clothes were torn, there was blood running down her left side from a wound there, and she had weapon holsters with no weapons. "So I'm injured, weaponless, and half naked... Sounds like a slow day." She muttered sarcastically to herself.
Taking a look around again she found herself in what looked like a desert that went on for miles. In the distances she could make out a what looked like a city but it was miles upon miles away. There was a good chance that she would die from exposure and starvation before she reached it... but she had to try. Slowly, due to her injures she began making her way to civilization and as she walked, she contemplated how she could have got here in the condition that she was in. She didn't remember anything. Abruptly she stopped and stared off into the distance. "As a matter of fact I don't remember anything at all! Who am I?"
Searching herself she looked for some form of identification on her body. In the utility belt around her waist she pulled out what looked like passport with the letters P.S.F on the cover. Opening it she saw the image of a red headed duck saluting with a name next to it. "Mallory McMallard?" It didn't sound familiar to her. Pulling some of her hair down into her face she confirmed that she had red hair like the duck in the image. "So this is who I am?"
With that knowledge gained, she put away her badge and began the arduous trek to the distant city. "Is anyone looking for me?"
It had been two days and the city looked a little bit closer but not much. Her exhaustion and thrits was catching up with her. She was dying.
"I'm not going to make it." She continued walking until she fell to the ground face first from exhaustion, unknowingly passing out on the side of a road. The hours passed and no one came by, until it was mid afternoon. A convoy was driving out of the desert toward the city. Seeing someone passed out on the side of the road the first convoy driver pointed it out to a man in the back. "Sir there is someone on the side of the road."
"Oh?" He questioned uninterested but still looked out the side of the window. He observed the person as they went by only to see that it was a Puckworldian like him! "Stop the car!"
"Yes Sir!" The convoy pulled over to the side of the road and the man in the back got out. He approached slowly and took in her condition. She was on the verge of death, badly beaten and wounded. "What was she doing all the way out here?" Some soldiers came over to push her onto her back and checked her pulse.
"Is she alive?"
"Yes sir."
Slowly Mallory came to from being moved around. The man in charge got down next to her and moved her hair out of her face while the soldier searched her. Finding her badge he pulled it out and handed it to the man in charge. "Edwin sir. I found this. She's Puckworld Special Forces."
"Now I really must know what brought her out here." The drake named Edwin, picked her up and carried her to the car. "Well don't just stand there. Let's get her back!"
"Yes sir!"
With that they were off to the city. Mallory opened her eyes to being held by a man in robes he looked like a mage. "Don't worry my dear your safe now." He reassured her. Mallory just let her eyes close again, too exhausted and hurt to fight the darkness and peace that unconsciousness would provide.
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Two years later...
Mallory lay on the large bed in her leather red bustier that tied up the front and showed off her flat but toned stomach. She wore matching red leather pants that hung low on her hips and looked like they were made from lizard skins. Her red leather high heeled boots matched and went over her knees, with black steel covering the knees, toes, and heels. She had on long red leather wrist guards that had black steel over the top of them. The outfit left nothing to the imagination when it came to showing off her amazing body, it revealed enough skin to leave any man and some women drooling.
To complete her look, her fiery red hair had grown out down to her butt, creating delicate curls that flowed behind her as she walked. Around her eyes she had smokey cat like black makeup that accentuated the emerald green of her irises, making them shine. Her long eyelashes curled up to touch her eyebrows when she fully opened her eyes. Her weapons were two smaller guns strapped to the side of her outer thighs. She had a curved sword strapped to her back, to two curved dangers strapped onto the back of her waist, making it easily for her to reach back and grab them to pull out and use in a fight. Just for emergency she had a blade hidden in her wrist guard that she could spring and attack with if she was ever caught in a trick situation. All in all she looked like a dark sexy goddess that you don't want to mess with.
Sighing she got up needing to get a move on. It was time to go run her errands.
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Later that night..
Edwin watched the sky as the sun began to set, he contemplated what he needed to do next in order to move forward with his plans to conquer the current planet that he was residing on. His men could only do so much by themselves. What he needed was a backer, someone with the muscle. "But who?" His thoughts were interrupted by one of his many guards bringing him news. "Sir she's back."
"Ah my future bride and queen has returned from another one of her strolls through those vermin infested markets." Edwin moved past the guard without a word and walked out to the front to meet her. Since he had found her in the desert, she had been quiet useful. At first he saw her as a way to help him conquer this world but then he saw her as a future queen and a powerful one at that. With her at his side, he would conquer this planet and then set about creating his empire.
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Mallory walked down the path towards the Edwin's stolen palace. She knew he would come to greet her at the door, something that she was beginning to find annoying but she had a certain amount of loyalty to Edwin. He had found her a saved her from death. She was in bad shape, bloodied and lost, with no memory of who she was. No family or friends to had come to claim her, she was alone. He took her in without a thought and had her brought back to health. Mallory felt indebted to him. She offered to help him in any way she could and she often did jobs for him, which he was always pleased with her results, therefore she became something of a pet of his. Though this bothered her to a degree she let it pass due to her debt.
She couldn't remember her life before but she knew her name and she knew how to fight. Her knowledge of weapons and fighting was extensive. She didn't remember any training but her body just knew what to do. Once she held the weapon in her hand she knew everything about it. She impressed even herself with her abilities.
Mallory didn't know exactly what happened to her or how she got here to this planet but she knew that she was hurt by someone and that they were still out there somewhere. One day she would get them and make them pay for hurting her like they did. Maybe she could beat information out of them about who she used to be. One day she would figure it all out. Then she could pay back her debt to Edwin and leave... if he let her.
Walking up to the front door, Edwin came out to greet her as predicted. "Hello my dear."
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Wildwing shut down the Aerowing's engines after they landed on this other planet. This one was supposed to be populated by a wide range of alien species, making it a melting pot of cultures and languages. This was the perfect place for old lizard lips to be hiding.
They would finally get him once and for all. They would stop his mad conquest of other planets and find out what happened to Mallory two years ago. After all it was on a mission to seek out information on Dragaunus that she went missing and on these missions, she was able to steal information from the Raptor on gateway generators. Because of Mallory the Ducks were able to travel where they please and track Draganus to the ends of the universe. They still went back to earth a lot, after all the were professional hockey players there but it was a hard reminder of the teammate that they had lost while there.
The night that Mallory went missing he had a bad feeling. Something was tell him that he should call her back, that she needed to stop her spying for a while but she had convinced him otherwise the night before. She gave him her dog-tags with the promise that she would be back to collect them, as she always did when she wanted to reassure him. But when he got back to his room late at night the evening after and saw her dog-tags still in the same spot, he knew that something had gone wrong. They had rushed to find her only to find that there was no trace of her except her blood on the ground and the Raptor had moved locations. They pursued Draganus that night and chased him threw a gateway onto the very planet that they were on now. Tanya was able to keep track of all coordinates that they had ever been to, including Earth, Puckworld, this planet (Mecce Sol), and a few space stations. That made going back to Earth easy for them, but they had yet to go back to Puckworld, it felt wrong to do so without Mallory.
"Mallory where are you? Are you even alive?" Wildwing thought as he looked out of the Aerowing window at the starry sky. "Is she seeing the same sky that I am." He looked back at his sleeping team, his brother was slumped over in his seat, to tired to stay awake any longer. Nosedive had taken Mallory's loss harder then Wildwing thought that he would. He had loved to torture Mallory with worms in her boots and stuff, but that was because he liked her. Not like a crush but he just enjoy teasing her, despite all of her threats and she would never carry them through. Mallory liked to show a tough exterior but inside she cared greatly for her friends and would never do anything to hurt them. To Dive, Mallory was like family, especially because of her relationship with Wildwing. It just made them all a little closer.
They had all been through their own personal traumas after Mallory disappeared. Everyone mourned her loss but none mourned it more then Wildwing. It was as if a piece of him had been ripped out and he was half of what he was before.
"If your out there Mallory. I'll find you and bring you back. I promise." He rubbed her P.S.F. dog-tags that hung around his neck, between his thumb and forefinger. He always did this when he thought of her. It was the last thing that he had of hers that was personal and he always kept it around his neck.
"I'll find you Mal. I promise."
Wildwing didn't realize that his brother had woken up a few seconds before to hear his quiet promise. "You'll find her Bro. You always keep your promises." After that Nosedive pretended to just wake up and stretch. "Hey we just arrive or what?" Said a sleepy Nosedive.
"Hey baby bro. Just arrived."
After waking everyone up, the team set about their mission and began looking for leads on Draganus. If they find Draganus they may be able to find Mallory. That was enough the keep the ducks going in their endless fight and search.
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