AN; Educaction time, because I am a nerd and want to spread the word about my nerdy interests!
Pulp, the word, comes from the earliest kind of magazines you can think of, it's the predecessor of comic books and audio drama's, it's that old! the earliest comic books was even downright adaptations of pulp magazines and earliest comic heroes are deeply inspired from pulp heroes. Pulp was the beginning of heroes as we know them today! Such people as Zorro, The phantom, The crimson Avenger, The shadow and so on was born in these small magazines and living as short stories. You wouldn't believe how incredible easy it is to put Darkwing beside these pulp hero's and totally believe that the makers of Darkwing duck was honouring the pulp genre and not the comic book genre!
Let me tell you about the crimson avenger.. he's a detective, who sports a red trench coat, a mask and a fedora hat, he uses a gas gun and fight crime lords by searching them out... hmm.. sounds kind of familiar. The universe of the pulp heroes are virtually identical to that of Darkwing, though without the ducks and the looney tune humour. The thing just is, it started with these small one cent magazines, it formed everything that came after them in fiction and especially in the superhero genre. It's the basics, and I actually kind of like a lot of these heroes better than the newer ones, these old trench-coat mysterious detective types, Go on the net and read some more about it, it's well deserved.
The streets of the Saint Canard, in the middle of a very dark night, were very quiet.. Unusually quiet.. Frighteningly quiet, and if you asked one masked vigilantly by the name of Darkwing Duck, it was annoyingly quiet!
"This can't be right!" he complained to his trusted sidekick Launchpad as the drow through the streets. "Where are all the criminals? It's been weeks since a major crime happened! Why! Why me!" he cried out.
Launchpad blinked from his position in the sidecar. "I thought it was the purpose that the city should be crime free, doesn't it just mean we done a good job when nothing is happening?" he asked honestly confused. "shouldn't we be happy?"
Either Darkwing didn't hear him, or he deliberately chose to ignore. "I need a crime!" he exclaimed. "Anything! F.O.W.L. is always up to something! But where are they? The fearsome five, all of them! Megavolt escaped again last week, he should have been out stealing light bulbs! Argh! At this rate I'll become rusty before anything happens." He muttered defeated.
"DW you worry to much." Launchpad stated as he leaned back. "Why not just take the chance to relax, we could go grab a slice of pizza or something, now when your not stressed there is time to Gosalyn.. all though I can see we are getting to that point again where it's getting on her nerves."
Darkwing rolled his eyes. "I can't help it that it's such a difficult balance, Either I am there to much for her or to little, middle ground is difficult, and god I wish something would happen soon." He even started yawning.
"So how about that Pizza slice?" Launchpad asked.
"Yeah okay, fine." Darkwing murmured turning around the ratcatcher. "You should think SHUSH would have come up with a mission or something around now."
Launchpad shrugged. "You know how it is, either its quiet or stuff will pill up and be to much, it's that balance thing again, before you know it you will be drowning in cases."
"Why do I already fell exhausted?" Darkwing asked in a annoyed tone.
They were almost by the pizza place, when an alarm started ringing.
"A CASE!" Darkwing cheered. "You hear that Launchpad?" he asked excited. "It's the bank alarm, it's getting robbed!" he grinned as he rubbed his hands. "Oh I hope it's someone with a name attached, Oh it would be brilliant if it was Negaduck, I need a challenge." He turned the Ratcatcher around ones again.
"Hey!" Launchpad called. "But what about the pizza?" he asked.
"Later." Darkwing grinned as they zoomed through the streets. "As we celebrate another criminal put behind bars, what if it's Ammonia? Haven't seen her in a while!" the glee and anticipation in his voice was almost spilling out, the only thing Launchpad could do was to sigh and shake his head. "Lets get dangerous huh?"
"Exactly!" Darkwing grinned as the finally rammed in front of the building of the bank, the alarms ringing out so Darkwing and Launchpad had to cover their ears. "AHA!" Darkwing yelled over the noise. "A BROKEN WINDOW!" he pointed in the direction of a broken window. "THIS IS ONE OF THE DUMB ONES! I GOT THEM I GOT THEM!" he ran for the window as fast as he could while he loaded his gas gun, to fire a canister inside of the building and jump straight into the blue smoke. "I am the terror that flaps in the night!" he started his grant entrance. "The coffee staint that wont go away, ever, no matter how much you scrub, I am!" and the smoke finally spread to allow him view on the scene.. only to discover three unknown bankrobbers, sitting in a corner, all gagged and bound. "SO MAD!" he yelled. "WHAT! Somebody else is picking up crooks?" he asked. "And in my town to! No way! I am the hero, this is my town! You there!" he wandered straight over to the bank robbers and ripped the gag out of the nearest mouth. "Who did this?" he asked in a very annoyed voice.
"Dude! I don't know anything!" the bankrobber frightened responded. "We were just out for an easy loot, and that insane caped person swung in and beat us!"
"CAPED?" Darkwing yelled. "Some-one is stealing my style! I am the one with the cape! He wasn't masked to was he?"
"Well actually." The bank robber swallowed.
"Oh swell, and impersonator!" Darkwing hissed as he simply stuffed the gag back into the bank robbers mouth. "Well not in this town, probably some punk showing off, I swear when I find that kid." He ranted.
"Wow DW." Launchpads head looking in through the window. "Nice quick work!"
"Hah!" Darkwing yelled in Launchpads direction.
Launchpad blinked. "What's the matter?" he asked.
Darkwing took a deep breath and then hissed through his teethes. "It wasn't me!"
"What?" Launchpad asked.
"I've been upstaged!" Darkwing annoyed yelled. "By some kind of wannabe! This is why that fan club was a bad idea!"
"Oh.. I'm sorry DW." Launchpad responded. "Maybe that note is a clue."
"What note?" Darkwing asked.
"That one bound to the robbers." Launchpad pointed.
Immediately Darkwing twirled around and first note, discovered the piece of paper tied to the rope, immediate he ripped it off to scan it with his eyes.
Consider it a gift to show that I am on your side Darkwing Duck, hopefully we'll meet very shortly, The Scarlet Avenger."
"Scarlet avenger." Darkwing murmured. "Oh great, another superhero wannabe, who's heard of the Scarlet avenger."
"Well actually." Launchpad hesitated. "I might heard a thing or two.."
"So like you to keep tab on all the urbans." Darkwing rolled his eyes. "No one but you would have heard of such a no-one wannabe superhero, your spending way to much time scanning the papers with a loop and then take any little indication as words that can be trusted."
"Yeah, that's how I got wind of you at all." Launchpad smiled.
Darkwing winced and in the process crumbled the paper together. "We'll, we probably wont need to be bothered with this Scarlet Avenger for long, as soon as the punk realizes he's in over his neck he'll probably just handle it over to the professionals as he should."
"Well actually." Launchpad started.
"Don't interrupt." Darkwing murmured. "I'm not in the mood! And it's getting late, I don't think any more is going to happen, we're going home."
"Oh gee." Launchpad sighed. "And we just barely missed meeting the scarlet Avenger."
"Well, apparently the punk thinks we are going to meet." Darkwing hissed. "And then I show that punk what it takes to be a hero." He murmured as he started the ratcatcher, and drew home.
Far above them, in the shadow of the roof tops were standing a mysterious figure, smiling as the hero drow away, a scarlet red cape was flowing around the figure, two big ears sticking through the scarlet hat which were prided with two large feathers, and as the motorbike was gone, the figure swung the cape and turned around to wander out of sight.
AN; I red handed, blatantly admit, that this is going to a complete guilty pleasure fanfic on my part, I am usually not a fan of OC's, I am incredible nervous about bringing in OC's.. And especially an OC like this, which is totally and whole hearted my own guilty pleasure, what I want to see, if I were onboard the Darkwing show as an writer, and I was allowed to make only one new original character, this would be the one I would go with, because I want it so badly.
It probably means this fanfic wont be exactly like my others, I usually go out of my way of being as in universe as possible, but as there will be at least two OC's in this story, which are not only cameos and plot conveniences but kind of, protagonist and antagonist in the story, it's a given it wont happen, but not to worry, villains you all ready know and love will make an appearance also. And it will all be about Darkwing.. acting as Darkwing.
I am incredible nervous over this OC, so any feedback in future as you learn to know who the heck this is, would be nice. Don't need any feedback now, it's deliberately left a mystery, but as you learn about the Scarlet Avenger, some thoughts on the matter would be deeply appreciated.
Yours truly, Moonbird.