DARKWING DUCK THE MOVIE
Chapter 1
Stronger than Steel and Made out of Gold
No ownership right now and I see none in the Future
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St Canard 1997
Time: 9:30 AM
January 23rd
Drake Mallard groaned as he sat at his kitchen table, as he sipped some Coffee. A Bandage was wrapped around his head from lasts nights Motorcycle Incident which had given him a MAJOR headache that felt like a hangover. He leaned back in his chair and sighed. Gosalyn and Hank were off at School, and Launchpad was, dressing up like it was 100 below Zero.
Drake looked at his Partner as he came through the Kitchen putting on a thick, heavy coat. "Um Launchpad?" "Yeah DW?" "any reason why you are dressing up like you are about to walk into a snowstorm?" Launchpad turned to look at him.
"Oh this, well hired me for a job, said that his Private Cruise Ship and his Family ended up getting stuck in the Antarctic." Drake almost spit out his coffee. "YOU, A JOB, WITH SCROUGE MC DUCK!?" "Well yeah what's so bad about that?" "Nothing it's just that a job, and you, in the same sentence."
Launchpad sighed happily. "Yeah I know, It will be great to see Huey, Duey and Louie again." "No what I meant was didn't he tell you that would never hire you again after your last crash with him?" "Oh come on DW it was a minor crash!" "You told me you wiped out Most of Duckburg." "Oh water under the Bridge, when Scrooge Mc Duck wants a Pilot he goes for the One that he pays 50 Dollars an Hour."
That made drake spit out his coffee, all over Launchpad. "Gee Thanks DW, but I would have preferred it without the spit. "Fifty Dollars an Hour, that's more than I get with My Day job!" Drake said. "well he said that Duey was hungry and looking at him funny, so he must be desperate."
Launchpad picked up some bags and Headed out the door. "How long will you be gone Launchpad?" Drake asked. "Oh About a couple of days." "A COUPLE OF DAYS!?" "Yeah so?" "So, what if some evil villain attacks and tries to, I don't know, eat me?"
Launchpad handed him a spray bottle. "What's this?" "A can full of dirty sock smell, keeps dinosaurs from eating you." "Launchpad why do you have this?" "Well life was like a Hurricane living in Duckburg." "That sounds like the opening of a song."
A horn honked from Outside. "Whelp that's my cab DW, got to go, see you in a few days." And with that Launchpad shut the door and left. Drake sat at the table for a few minutes after he left. Then he stared at the can. "Hmm." He said examining it closely. Then he accidently spared himself with the Nozzle. "AH!" He yelled as it got in his eyes.
His chair fell over and he moaned, then he took a sniff. "Ew, how did Launchpad get this stuff, it smells like a pile of Dirty Socks!"
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At St canard High school, 14 Year old Gosalyn Mallard shut her locker door after getting some books that she needed for Health class. She was grumbling to herself, as usual for a teenager with her kind of temper, but today she was furious.
He best friend/Boyfriend, Honker Muddlefoot stood by his locker talking with a couple of other boys. Since becoming 12 Honker became more Outspoken, and more Confident in himself and others and had even managed tom get rid of his scaredy cat tend acnes. As he wrapped up his Conversation he turned his head and saw Gosalyn heading his way.
"Whoops, got to go guys, Girlfriend is coming." One of Honkers Friends saw Gosalyn and gulped. "Boy she looks mad today." The other one looked at her as well. "Well we had better get on going to gym class." "But there is three minutes till the 2nd period bell rings!" His friend protested before being dragged off."
"Hi Gosalyn." Honker said, right before Gosalyn grabbed, and then started to pull him towards class. "Whoa, Gosalyn what's the matter?" "What's the matter, what's the matter?" Gosalyn asked, her voice rising. 'Um yes I would like to know what is wrong so that way I can find a possible solution and Perhaps help you."
"If you want to help me you can start by hitting my dad over the head with a baseball bat." "It would be stupid, reckless and dangerous but, I can do that." Gosalyn stared at him for a second as if seriously considering sending her Boyfriend/Best Friend after her dad with a baseball bat, but she shook it off. "It's just that he has been in a grumpy mood lately because of the low crime rate and that whenever he fights crime, he gets injured."
"Oh yeah I heard about that motorcycle chase that he was involved in last night." "It made it on the news, that should make him feel better." "Just a small little thing about it, some guy was recording his crash into the Police car." "Oh yeah, he was really sore about that one." "It's just that he keeps taking some frustration out on things a lot lately, especially ever since he got that Postcard." "What postcard?" "Here, he threw it away but I retrieved it, it's from the fearsome five." She handed him the Postcard.
On it was a picture of the five, all in swimsuits each sipping a smoothie or some other beverage. In the Corner a couple of Words said, GREETINGS FROM HAWAII. On the Back it read
Dear Dorkkwing Duck
Having time of our lives on vacation in Hawaii, wish you were here, we need a new volley ball, we popped ours.
Love The Fearsome Five
"Wow, those guys are VERY sarcastic." "I know, he is very steamed about it." "Because of the insult?" "No because they are not doing anything bad, so he can't rush off to Hawaii." "Ah." The entered the Health classroom hand in hand, ad sat down right as the bell rang.
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Three Hours Later.
Darkwing Grumbled to himself once more as he flipped through the TV Channels. "I cannot believe this, I got cable and like 200 AND NOTHING GOOD IS ON!" He threw the remote off to the side. HE picked up the Phone and then began dialing. "Maybe Morgana is home, she is always good company, and someone nice to talk to when I need it and the comfort me." He waited during the Dial tone until he heard her voice.
"Hi this is Morgana Mccrawler,"
"Morgana its Darkwing, listen I,"
",I cannot come to the phone because I am at Magiccon and will not be arriving back for until Tomorrow Evening, so leave a message, and If this is Darkwing, I hope you are ready for a Big nice Kiss once I get back to your hurt Forehead." *BEEP!*
"Yeah Morgana, Could I have that Kiss now?" Drake asked before hanging up. He sighed. EVERYONE seemed to be on vacation nowadays, well almost everyone, a trip to the Antarctic would prove hazardous to anyone's health, except Launchpad, Darkwing could swear to a bible that guy could through a nuclear explosion and still be around a year later to ask what's for dinner.
Drake sighed as he slumped down into the couch. There was nothing for him to do today. He was even considering (gulp) going over to hang out with the muddlefoots. He shook his head. "Get it tighter Drake, you would rather be eaten whole by a werewolf than hang out with the Muddlefoots. " He jumped up off the couch.
"THERE MUS TBE SOMETHING I CAN DO, ANYHTING, ANYHTING!" Suddenly his TV screen flashed on, reveling J. Gander of Shush. "Darkwing." "WAH!" Drake yelled and then ran out of the room in a flash. Before the dust even settled from his leaving, he reappeared dressed as Darkwing Duck. "Darkwing Here What is the problem J. Gander?" "Ah Darkwing Thank goodness, we have a major situation on our hands."
"Is the Fearsome Five trying to blow up Honolulu?" "Darkwing crossed his fingers and began to mutter, "Please be yes please be yes please be yes." "Sorry Darkwing nothing like that. Darkwing uncrossed his fingers and Sighed, then he stood tall once more..
Whatever it is I can handle it." "You had better be able to Darkwing, because the Trouble is in St Canard. "Say What?' A picture appeared of a group of Shush warehouses, "just a few Minutes ago, this happened." Right then, a giant snake burst from the ground and a group of Figures jumped off of it, and then the lead one punched the wall and it exploded, then they all disappeared inside.
"Whoa" Said Darkwing. "Do not Worry , I'm on it!" smiled. "What would we do without you Darkwing?" "Let's hope you never have to find out.". Darkwing said. He ran over to two large easy chairs, and then pulled back on a statuette of himself. The chairs whirled around as Darkwing Disappeared from view. . He landed inside his Secret Headquarters, in the Thunderquack. He then activated the controls, and then flew off into the sky.
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Inside said Warehouse, The Falcon strutted along on a catwalk, his claws making a small clicking noise, as he paced. The others stared up at him.
"DO you think he is okay?" Asked Jake to Bruster. Bruster turned to look at him. "Do you really think that I know that answer?" "NO, but I still felt like asking." "Sssilence you foolssss." Coberita hissed at them. "He isss wating for that foolissssh Darkwing Duck to ssshow up." The two twin ninja like Ducks chuckled. "Yes Darkwing Duck is a foolish one." One of them said, in a voice that would give even Unicron the Chills.
Suddenly a window exploded and a figure landed in a cloud of smoke. "I AM THE TERROR THAT," The Falcon, lifted up his wrist and then he fired a Dart shot at him. ", I AM GURK!" Darkwing yelled as the smoke faded away reveling that he had been shot in the arm with the dart.
"HEY WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?" Darkwing yelled, then he saw the Falcon looming over him. "That was just a dart in order to get you to shut up." "Wow, first villain to ever interrupt me before." "Then It pleases me to be the first." Then the Falcon reached back a fist, and then sucker punched Darkwing right in the beak.. Darkwing flew Backwards into a wall, making a Darkwing shaped indent in said wall.
Darkwing, coughed, and then removed himself from the wall. "Nice punch falcon." He said rubbing his jaw. He looked up and then he saw the Falcon rearing up another punch. "YAH!" Darkwing yelled as he ducked. The Falcon however grabbed his throat and held him up to his eye level. "Prepare to die!" He roared. Darkwing gasped for air and began to turn blue. The Falcon tossed him down the catwalk, letting him slide into another wall.
The Falcons minions watched him fight Darkwing with earnest. "This is going to be good." Said Jake. "Does anyone have any Popcorn to eat?" "Forget Popcorn, once the boss is done beating down Darkwing Duck we'll be having roast Duck for dinner." Everyone else stared at Bruster. "Okay bad idea."
Darkwing tired to block a punch from the Falcon, but the Falcon still punched his arm. Darkwing, kicked him in the chest. And then screamed and then began to hop around on one foot and he kept going, "ow, ow, ow, ow ,ow. The Falcon tripped him and he fell face first onto the Catwalk once again. He moaned and tired to stand up, only to get conked on the head with another fist.
Darkwing struggled to get up, but then was grabbed by the scruff of his shirt again. He found himself facing the Falcon. "I should use my claws to tear out your insides right here and now!" He roared at him.
But then he sneered. "But you are barley up for fighting; in fact I defeated you rather easily, and that is not what I wanted from you at all." The Falcon then punched him once again. HE then began to walk way from him. "You're lucky I didn't Kill you Darkwing Duck, but know this, I am only Sparring you right now, so that way I can have a more honorable fight next time."
He whirled around to Darkwing, who was trying to stand. "But be warned, The Golden Falcon shall rip you limb from limb soon." He then jumped down from the Catwalk in front of his minions. "Let's go, we are leaving." "WHAT!?" Asked the minions. "You had him at your mercy!" The two twin ducks asked him. The Falcon spun around.
"Do not EVER question my orders, Ever again, I have my reasons, this was not an honorable fight, he was not in top fighting Condition , until he is in top fighting condition I shall not kill him."
The Golden Falcon then strode out of the Warehouse and his minions followed him, back into the hole that the snake made.
As Darkwing stood and gripped the railing several things went through his mind.
"Who was that guy?, and what does he want with me?" He gulped and he grabbed his throat. "And why did he want to kill me?" he mused these Questions over in his mind as he climbed into the Thunderquack and then he flew back off towards his Secret Head Quarters. He thought these questions over, and that was the only thing that he thought of as he sat at home.
Eventually Gosalyn arrived home with Honker. "Hi Dad I'm home and Honker is with me." She got no response. "Dad?" She called out again. Honker looked around. "Maybe he's not home?" "No there he is." She said pointing towards the couch. He sat on it eyes wide like he had seen something horrible. And his hands around his throat. "He wants to kill me." He squeaked out.
Gosalyn looked at Honker. Many People had tried to kill her dad before, but now he seemed scared like they had actually come close to it. "Dad?" "He was stronger than steel and made out of gold, Stronger than steel and Made out of Gold." Gosalyn raised an eyebrow to Honker ."Stronger than steel and made out of gold?" She asked him. "What do you think that means Honk?" Honker looked at her and shrugged. "Whatever it is, it must have scared your dad mighty something, and whatever it is, I have a feeling that we may found out sooner than later.
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About Honker and Gosalyn, I saw it a mile away with my bare eyes.
What does the Golden Falcon Want
Why was this Chapter short, yet thrilling
Will Launchpad Make it back from the Antarctica with 50 bucks an hour and save the Mc Ducks?
AND DOES NAYBODY ELSE GIVE A CARE!?
Tune in next time because I have a lot of free time on my hands and it is so cold here that Typing is the thing keeping my hands warm.
