Chapter 1: Out of the Dark

(Brazil, São Paulo 12:35 am)

The last night was clear and the streets were filled with young people having the time of their lives with parties and drinking at the clubs. An apple red sixth generation Ford Mustang rolls in front of a large building that looks like a palace itself, but really it was a high level club. Inside the mustang was a man wearing a black bullet proof vest with a black shirt and brown jacket with a red skull mask. "Here we go," said the masked man as he types on his laptop. With press of a bottom, the masked man hacked the clubs main security system and shuts in off. The masked man then closes his laptop and grabs his two hand guns and puts them in his gun holder. He also grab an MP5 from the back seat and attached it to his back. He started up the car and drove off to the back of the club. The masked man opened the car door with guns ready and walked over to the back door.

The masked man then kicked the door opened and started shooting all the chefs and caterers with both of his hand guns. The masked man then walked through the kitchen over the dead body he had already shot. He puts his hand guns away and grabs his MP5 from his back holder and stands next to the door leading towards the main part of the club. The masked man then pushed the door opened and waved his MP5 in the air. The club crowded with flashing neon lights and loud music. The masked man then takes a few warning shots in the air causing the crowd to run with fear. Security guards rushed through the crowd trying to grab the masked man. The masked man grabbed one of his hand guns and started shooting the security guards in cold blood. Up in a balcony in front of the club was the owner of the club. After shooting four security guards, the rest of the guards backed off. "Now! I'm looking for Taurus Bulba!" The masked man shouted. Taurus showed his face from the shadows of the balcony. "Who's asking?" Taurus asked lighting up a cigar. "Me!" Said the masked man. "And you are?" Taurus asked. The masked man chuckled. "I'm Redwing," Redwing replied as he pointed his gun at the remaining guards and executed them. "Well Mr Redwing I do hope you know that you won't be able to leave this place with me killing you myself," Taurus said smiling as he pulled out a shotgun and pointed it at Redwing. "Wow how scary Taurus really it is but I have something much greater," Redwing replied.

All the lights in the club turned off leaving Taurus in the dark. After a few seconds the lights came back on and Redwing was nowhere to be seen on the dance floor. "Where are you?" Taurus said scanning the floor. "Right here," Redwing said right beside Taurus. Before Taurus could do anything. Redwing grabbed a army knife from his boot and stabbed Taurus right hand. Taurus screamed in pain as Redwing grabbed Taurus's head and slammed it against the ledge of the balcony. "Now tell me this... Where can I find Darkwing duck ?" Redwing asked putting more pressure on Taurus's right hand making the blood flow clean out of his hand. "I don't know where he is," Taurus confessed. "Lair! You were one of his enemy's you should know where he is!" Redwing shouted. "I don't! I don't know where he is! No one has seen him in three years!" Taurus confessed some more. "Fine," Redwing replied letting Taurus hand and turning away from the bull. "Why do you want know about that damn duck anyways?" Taurus asked holding his bloody right hand. Redwing turned and looked at Taurus. "He's everything that ever need." Redwing simply replied. Redwing then raised his hand gun and pointed at Taurus's head. "What are you doing?" Taurus asked.

"Doing what Darkwing couldn't do," Redwing simply said. Bang! Taurus was dead. Redwing walked out of the club back where his car was at. Redwing opened his car door and got inside. "Darn such a waste of bullets on that old man," Redwing said to himself. Redwing opened his laptop and started to type in a code. "Well I guess I'll keep looking... Now who's next on my list?" Redwing asked himself looking at the list. Police sirens started to fill the party streets, "damn... Just when things got good," Redwing said as he started the car and drove off. "But at least I have a surprise waiting," Redwing said as he pulled out of the back of the club. Cops fill the front of the club and the Main Street. Redwing drove the car away from the club and police officers. "And 3... 2... 1..." Redwing counted down. The whole building exploded with the officers inside. "Jackpot," Redwing said driving away.

Redwing laughed as the fire and smoke were rising in the air. Redwing was now three hours outside of São Paulo, he parked his car in front of an old airport. He stepped out of the car and held an iPad in his hand. "Who's next?" Redwing said scanning the IPad. "Dr. Reginald Brushroot," Redwing read out loud. Redwing puts his iPad away and walks over to a plane he left behind for himself to getaway. "Oregon State here I come," Redwing said starting the plane. After a few minutes he was off on his way out towards Oregon state.

(New York City, 5:30 pm)

Drake mallard walks into his New York apartment with bags a food from the store. His twelve year old adopted daughter Goaslyn mallard walks behind him. "Dad why can't I go see zombie apocalypse VI by myself!" Goaslyn cried. Drake sighed as he puts down the bags. "I told you before Goaslyn if it's passed midnight I don't want you out that late," Drake said crossing his arms. Goaslyn sighed before walking towards her room. Drake nodded as she closed her door. Drake then turned around and turned on the TV, Drake started putting away the food until he heard the breaking news. "Taurus Bulba died last night along with his brand new club that opened last weekend," the news reporter explained. Drake drop what he was doing and walked over to the TV. "Taurus Bulba is dead?" Drake said in low voice as he continues to watch. "Witnesses are saying a man with a red skull mask attacked the club and shot down innocent civilians," the news reporter continued. Drake couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Another witness heard that This man called himself "Redwing" and that he also was searching for Darkwing Duck but although there hasn't been a sighting of Darkwing for almost four years," the news reporter explained. Drake then puts the TV on mute and sits down in his chair. "Taurus Bulba is dead because of this mad man is looking for Darkwing Duck," Drake said a little stress out. Goaslyn over heard the news report, "Gee... Redwing sounds a little more dangerous than most of the villains dad took down back in the day," Goaslyn said to herself. She took a deep breath and walked out into the living room. "Dad?" Goaslyn asked as she walked towards the chair her father was sitting in. "Dad?" Goaslyn said again. Drake turned and looked at Goaslyn. "Yes Gos?" Drake asked his daughter. "Do you this Redwing will find out who you were?" Goaslyn asked. Drake swallow hard before answering. "Of course I gave up that life and none of the Villains that I put away know my secret identity," Drake said with his head up and heart in his hand.

Goaslyn knew that her father was right but just what if maybe he was wrong. As a younger kid when Goaslyn was nine years old her father was sometime right but sometimes wrong; but that was when he was Darkwing Duck and now not anymore because of the tragedy that happened three years ago. "Alright Gos just um lets go do your homework," Drake insisted. Goaslyn rolled her eyes but nodded and started walking back towards her room with her father behind her. A shiver came down Drake spine as he heard Taurus's name play in the back of his mind as he went into his daughter's bed room and shut the door.

(Oregon state, Portland. 2:35 pm)

A plane lands in Portland Oregon's airport. Redwing takes his mask and puts on his hood and jumps out of his plane and he's over to his new car waiting for him next to the takeoff stretch road. Redwing opened a secret compartment on the rim of his silver and black 1971 Plymouth GTX. Redwing got inside the Plymouth and started car and turned his GPS to get the right location of where Brushroot was at. "Rainer Oregon huh?" Redwing said to himself. "You better get ready Brushroot because I'm coming for you," Redwing said adjusting the rear view mirror. "That's better." Redwing red with a mirror. Now turning the radio and speeding away he was now on his way to find Brushroot.

Kodiwolf321 A/N alright new to the Darkwing category but love the show to death and with this story I wanted to something in my eyes of telling a story and yes "Redwing" is a spoof of Redhood from batman but there is a difference in the characters and you will see that later on. And if you like the character Redwing then just let me know and I will explained a lot more in the next chapter thanks for reading and have a great day.