~Authors Note: First Darkwing Duck Fanfiction, so please don't gnaw my arm off if I make some sort of costume mistake… but do tell me I made it and please Review. Negaduck is my all time favorite villain and Darkwing Duck will forever be my favorite hero for like ever! So enjoy

I do not own Darkwing Duck or the characters or the settings. They all belong to Disney Corporations. ~

Twisted Revenge

Prologue

An aggravated scream split through the night sky of the abandoned soap factory of St. Canard. With no one to hear him for miles around, he clutched the left behind fragments of machine and hurled them across the wide open work floor, his blue eyes ablaze with pure contempt. As the heavy equipment crashed to the ground, his four –unwanted- guests yelped and hurried out of the path, only to run the other way as another piece of machine was thrown. Growling, the rampaging black-masked villain spun around to pace the length of the floor again, his malicious black cape swishing at his ankles with each contemptuous step. "Are you all that stupid? That idiotic? That Brainless! There's four of you and one of him, and he isn't that much smarter than you dopes."

He smiled as his words hit home with the other four villains, pained expressions fueling his pride and power. They all had unique abilities, but they were constantly outsmarted by a duck in a purple costume with a gas gun! Bushroot, a half Duck, half Plant hybrid had been a scientist and he still didn't have the IQ level to best his Arch Enemy. Liquidator, a dog with a knack for sales pitches and controlling water, couldn't even avoid capture with his nothing but water body. Megavolt, a Rat gone way off his rocker but with a strong surge of electric power, had serious aim issues and could never zap his foe with enough voltage to actually kill him. Quacker Jack… Had no power of any use, and he was more often then not, just annoying to his dark leader. Still, as he spun around to face them, they all began stuttering like terrified children with no real excuse.

A menacing growl cut them off, and their outraged accomplice bared his sharp teeth through his beak. "Shut it, all of you worthless dip weeds. I'd kill every one of you losers had I the time to waste. We- I need a better plan. One that will bring Darkwing to his knees and begging for mercy in death…"

Grinding his teeth, his hands gripped the cool metal of his chainsaw and pulled it from behind his back. With a rough yank on the chord, the malevolent machine roared to hateful life, the unnerving hum both calming and exciting its wielder. His blue eyes stared at it with admiration, before flickering to the cowering villains for half a second. The violent smirk that spread across his face sent terrible chills down every spine in the room, and the mighty Negaduck turned away from the group, waving his chainsaw carelessly from side to side.

"Any Suggestions?" There was a tense silence that followed, save for the antagonizing rumble that silently warned the quivering four that saying the wrong thing will cost more than they could give. "No?" He drawled on the word, taking several slow steps away from them. "Well…"

There a swirl of yellow and red as Negaduck spun around to hurl the still running death machine towards them. Each one screeched in absolute fright as they struggled to flee, but were inevitably caught in the minor explosion. Puffs of black smoke billowed into the air, choking Bushroot as a handful of his pores were clogged with the ash and he feebly motioned for help. Liquidator yelped and collapsed on top of his leaf companion, cleansing the plant-duck of the ash. When he turned to find Megavolt and Quacker Jack, Negaduck stepped through the smoke with the pair held by the neck, untouched by the blackness as it parted for him and only him.

"You better figure it out before I come back for you idiots." He roughly threw the two against the remaining two before sauntering towards the half open garage doors. "Meeting adjourned, Duck Dopes…"

Grabbing the edge of his black and red cape, Negaduck disappeared into the perilous and chilly night of St. Canard.

Minutes passed before any of the left behind villains even dared to untangle themselves from each other, much less utter a single word. Finally, Quacker Jack pulled himself off of Bushroot and wiped the dirt and grime from his elaborate wacky costume, glaring towards the door way. "Wonder which toy crawled up his backside…"

"That duck could use some good shock therapy… I'm not even a duck." Megavolt groaned in his nasal-guttural voice, examining the electrical wires and outlets. "I understand Darkwing Duck is obnoxious at times… but killing him for plain enjoyment is…" With an absent shrug, he looked down at Bushroot and Liquidator. "I dunno, what is it?"

"Impossible, that's what." Muttered the photosynthetic duck as he picked at some forgotten fertilizer in his beak.

Liquidator moved to the destroyed chainsaw, putting out the small flames that had gathered around the melded mass of metal. "Got a pest control problem? Need a certain bug taken care of? Don't force your lack of ideas on your fellow villain!"

For whatever reason, a reason they themselves did not fully understand, they obeyed Negaduck and never tried to double cross him, despite their scheming. Negaduck ruled over them by supreme fear, and what was worse was the fact that he could enfoce that fear by actually killing them. Silence fell once again while hey all stared at one another, silently hoping that the other would somehow have a plan that would please their leader before they were skewered alive.