The Return of the Bull

What I believe should be the Darkwing Duck Movie!

From Darkwing's Point of view.

The city of Saint Canard.

MY CITY!

There's nearly a million and a half stories about it...and I know every single one of them.

But one story tops them all...I call it THE RETURN OF THE BULL!

It all started shortly after I put away the Fearsome Five for good!!!!

All was now quiet in the city for there wasn't a crime in sight.

I don't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing really cause now there was nothing for the almighty Masked Mallard to do.

Crime was now exstinct in St.Canard and all I could do now was sit and watch the news for any other up and coming crime...which of course was nothing.

All the city was still basking in my latest glory of capturing and putting away the Fearsome Five...who's rein of terror lasted more than five weeks!

A helluva lot more than the last time they took over the city!

Anyway...at least I finally got a chance to spend some time with my now twenty five year old daughter Gosalyn so it wasn't so bad.

As she was growing up, I missed all the important moments in Gosalyn's life due to crime-fighting so this was a welcome change for me anyway.

Then suddenly the story changed from cheery to depressing as St.Canard got ready to mark another year of the CANARD TOWER TRAGEDY!

I looked over at the calendar and cringed at the sight.

MARCH!

The month that Taurus Bulba pulled off the biggest crime in history.

For those of you who do not know who Taurus Bulba is...I guess I'd have to tell you.

Sixteen years ago Taurus Bulba was St.Canard's biggest criminal kingpin who at the time was serving a life sentence for the murder of Professor Waddlemeyer.

Behind the back of Warden Waddlesworth, Bulba continued his crimes from inside prison thanks in part to his gang which consisted of Hammerhead Hannigan, Hoof and Mouth.

One day while serving his time...Bulba read something in the paper about the Ramrod being moved into the hands of the army.

He came up with a plan to steel the Ramrod.

Hammerhead, Hoof and Mouth were going to rob the train it was on and take the Ramrod back into Bulba's hands.

That night I was scanning the city for any evidence of wrong doing when my eagle eyes caught the sight of a condor by the name Tantalus...Bulba's pet bird.

He had in his claws a hugh box.

That bit of feathery intrigue was best investigated by yours truely...DARKWIIIIIINNNGGG DUCK!!!

So I got on my trusty Ratcatcher and chased after the bird.

The chase lead me straight to the train tracks.

Now this was getting interesting to say the least.

What was a condor doing with a hugh box heading towards the train tracks?

I was soon to find out as I boarded the train.

I nearly walked right into the hands of Bulba's lackies!

They were in the process of robbing the train with the Ramrod inside it.

Well thanks to one on board personale...they managed to get away and I was to blame for the robbery.

Then to make matters worse...a few days later Bulba's buttkissers were at it again...this time it was an attempted kidnapping of one Gosalyn Waddlemeyer.

Lucky for her...I managed to get there in time to stop them and took her back to my hideout.

Then Bulba found out and took us both hostage a top of Canard Tower.

He threatened to kill off Gosalyn for the code to the Ramrod which he would have done anyways.

Thanks to my trusty sidekick Launchpad...she would have been dead!

I shuttered to think something like that could possibly happen but it did.

Anyway...as a form of revenge I reappeared on top of the Ramrod and overloaded the machine.

That's how Canard Tower had it tragedy.

I was lucky to survive.

Now every year in the month of March St.Canard goes Canard Tower crazy.

I swear...doesn't this city have anything else to go crazy over beside that?

It's something I really don't like looking back on...

I looked over at the twenty five year old daughter and noticed that all too familar look on her face.

"Gos...are you going to be alright?"

She looked like she was in a trance as I placed a hand on her arm, jolting her back to reality.

"Huh?"

"Gos...are you going to be alright?" I asked her again.

"Yeah...I'm fine. I'm going up to my room to do somethings."

With that, she got up off the couch and slowly headed up the stairs to her room.

I looked over at Launchpad and we both knew she wasn't going to be alright.

The Canard Tower tragedy was something Gosalyn hated remembering the most...due to the fact that she thought I was dead afterwards.

I knew I had to comfort her somehow...

So I went upstairs and gently knocked on her door.

"Gosalyn...can we talk honey?" I asked her as I opened the door and tiny bit and stepped in.

Sure enough I found my lovely little girl lying on her stomach crying into her pillow.

I walked over to her bed and sat down, rubbing my hand over Gosalyn's back as she cried uncontrollably.

"Do you want to talk about it again honey?" I asked her...knowing full well that we've had this talk every single year.

"What's the use Dad...every year we have this same talk...it's just not worth it. I just wish after sixteen long years that this city of St.Canard would just drop it and move on...there have been worst tragedies than that in the past. What about the time when all of St.Canard was flooded...or, or even the time when Negaduck went compleately haywire and bombed every building in the city.

Then there was that fire that Quackerjack started with his 'Fire engine'. What about those tragedies? Why can't St.Canard duell on those?" Gosalyn cried as she sat up and flew into her father's arms. "I hate this time of the year Daddy. I hate it!"

All I could do was hold her in my arms and told her to let in all out.

I hated the month of March as much as she did and hey...I couldn't blame her.

Sometimes I'd wish the citizens of St.Canard COULD duell on something else other than the Canard Tower Tragedy.

After all, so many things have happened in this city...SOME even were life changing...but Canard Tower losing its roof and nearly fourteen floors tops them all!!!

"I wish they stop duelling on it Daddy. I'd wish they stop." Gosalyn continued to cry.

I knew it was going to be a long night for both her and myself as I stayed with her throughout the night.