Notes:

Hoooooo Boy, here we go.
I hope you guys enjoy this chapter. This is one I had to flesh out a lot more. I know, I need more chapters with the baddies and Della's situation but those are coming soon I promiseee. I'm pretty excited to show you the scene with Louie myself because this is one scene I've been wanting to show you guys since the ending of the last story XD. Now this scene in particular came from a song called "iNSaNiTY" That I often love to listen to. There's a couple amazing english versions to this song. The one I used for this scene in particular is the Frost Mix. watch?v=jhdIu-oDHVU&list=RDjhdIu-oDHVU&start_radio=1

I feel like it fit really well with what Louie was going through. Sorry this was a day or two late. It was hard for me writing a few of the characters this time around and I had to rewrite some stuff I wasn't too happy with. Also! I started to write two new things that may end up being posted to my One shots fanfics soonish. So stay tooned for that!
I will post anything new as soon as finish it ^^ I'll keep working on this fanfic as best as I can! Thank you everyone for your continued support! I appreciate comments and likes!

Lore out!

Chapter 2

The ear-piercing scream woke up the three triplets who were snuggled next to Webby. Instantly all sprung up, looking around frantically. Dewey had his arms held out in a defensive position, Huey had his book ready as a weapon and Louie quickly hid behind his brothers, gritting his beak and closing his eyes.

"Wait, what?!" Dewey asked, drowsy.

"What was…Webby?!" Huey was looking down at Webby who was staring, wide eyed at the wall and a shudder ripped through her body. Gripping onto her arms, she trembled and shut her eyes trying not to cry.

"What's wrong?" Dewey asked worriedly, quickly running over to her and sitting down. He carefully wrapped his arms around her and grateful, she leaned against him.

"I….I.." She trembled, gripping onto his shirt and trying to keep herself calm. "I had a nightmare.." she whispered.

All of them quickly relaxed, Huey sat by her other side. "Do you want to talk about it?"

She opened her beak, then shut it and trembled more. Dewey held her tighter and glanced at his brothers worriedly. He had never seen her this torn up.

Louie was staring at Webby with a mixture of concern and annoyance. But he hid it behind a dispassionate expression. He tried to keep it as neutral as possible but this entire situation made his heart hurt.

As his brothers crowded around and comforted her, he found a burning envy itch at the edge of his eyes. He clenched his hands into fists and grit his beak to keep from saying something he would regret later. So he spun around and started to walk out of the room.

"Louie?" Huey's voice echoed and Louie's heart stopped.

He turned to see his brother run over to him. "Louie what's wrong?"

"I'm…just.." Louie quickly looked around, trying to find a good excuse to leave. "I'm just going to get Webs a glass of water." He eyed the girl again who was still crying.

Huey glanced once more at his brother, studying him and then slowly nodded. "Okay. Hurry back." He smiled and turned back to Dewey and Webby.

Quickly moving through the door, he grabbed a glass and stood at the sink with downcast eyes. Only then he let himself let go.

Tears cascaded down and he quickly swiped them away with an angry fling. He had no time for this. He couldn't keep this from his brothers for much longer. But with a bitter frown, he realized once they found out they'd be less than sympathetic to his pain.

He just wanted to be happy with everyone, was that so hard to ask?

Huey realized a bit after Louie left that something was really wrong. It wasn't hard to see how much his younger brother was distancing himself lately. Ever since the spell and what came after, Huey noticed how little Louie spoke after that.

He caught things, brief moments in time when he saw his brothers face shift slightly. Especially when glancing Webby's direction. It didn't take a genius to add everything up. Louie was mad at Webby. But for what, Huey could only guess. He assumed it was because of what the others were hurt over. But Webby keeping another secret was hardly a reason to lock himself away when she was in this much pain. Even Huey knew that. Sighing, he stood up and smiled down gently at Webby and Dewey.

"Mind if I step out for a moment?" Webby had started to finally calm down and seemed a bit more happy. Even then she glanced at the door every now and then. There was something hidden within her eyes, a worry that Huey and Dewey couldn't identify.

But just as it appeared, it vanished and she turned to Huey with a determined face. "Go on." She smiled softly. "Bring him back."

Startled at her realizing what he was planning, his face slowly shifted back to a smile and he nodded. He walked out, leaving a confused Dewey with a waving Webby.

Dewey turned to her with a raised eyebrow. "Did I miss something?"

She hummed. "I think Louie is struggling with something." She said softly. "I just wish I could help." She gripped her arm tightly. Dewey frowned at this and then Webby began to suddenly cough.

Alarmed, Dewey pulled her so she was facing him. "Webs? You okay?!"

Clearing her throat and swallowing roughly she nodded and waved her hand to state he didn't need to be leaning so close to her. Pulling back slightly, he let out a relieved sigh as she wiped her bill and managed to look back up at him.

She inhaled deeply. "Dewey…." She said softly.

His head turned sharply.

"I….think I know a way to help Lena." She said softly.

Dewey's eyes brightened. "Really? How?"

Managing a smile, Webby grinned. "She came to me in a dream. Well I heard her anyways. She told me to find her friendship bracelet!"

Blinking, Dewey looked thoughtful. "That's great! But where is it?"

Webby shrugged slightly. "I think it might be near her old hideout. But I can't be sure."

Dewey thought about this. "Well… let's go check!" he grinned, pumping his arms up. "Finally! Another quest to go on!"

Webby felt her smile brighten tenfold. "Right! Webby Vanderquack and Dewey Duck! Adventurers till the end!" she announced with a laugh.

He gave her the most devious look he could muster. "What is our first step Miss Vanderquack?"

Webby seemed thoughtful. "I guess we need to pack everything we'd need! Oh and also tell Granny and Uncle Donald and Scrooge!"

"Right!" As Dewey started to stand up, suddenly Webby grasped onto his wrist and he paused. "Webs?"

"Theres…..there's something else.." she said, her mood dropping slightly. "I….I didn't want to say anything at first. But…I feel I should. I shouldn't keep secrets like this anymore." She swallowed. "Near the end of the dream, I was coughing..and I coughed up blood." She whispered.

Dewey's blood ran ice cold. "Is…that what woke you up?"

She nodded.

"That's why you…screamed?"

Again, another nod.

Dewey frowned then plopped right down next to her. "But, you feel fine right?"

She glanced up and thought about it. "I feel normal.."

"Then..don't worry about it." Dewey said, even though he knew he would now be keeping an extra eye on her from now on. "If something was wrong from that spell Scrooge would have found it right?"

Webby blinked. "You're right." She shook her head and stood up. He followed after her as they left the TV room.

"Of course I am! I am the great Dare Dewey!" he announced with a grin, Webby laughed and as she raised her hand to brush at her beak his eyes drifted down to it.

His breath caught.

It was faint, almost hard to see if at all.

But he swore he could see faint specks of red on her stark white feathers.

Huey looked at his youngest brother with a sympathetic expression. "Louie.."

The green duck snapped his head up from his position on his bed and frowned. "Don't you say it Hubert."

Huey sighed. "Louie you can't keep ignoring Webby forever.."

Louie's eyes slid away from the others face. He didn't want to talk about it, yet there Huey was, sliding next to him and sitting down on his bed.

"Your not the only one who feels betrayed you know."

Blinking, Louie's eyes looked up and he crossed his arms.

Huey sighed. "Look, yeah Webby did something bad. But everyone does. Everyone makes mistakes."

"So just because Webby hurt my feelings because of her mistakes they are overlooked?" Louie finally snapped.

Huey frowned. "That's not true Louie and you know it."

"Everyones all worried about Webby!" Louie groused, kicking a ball and book out of his path as he stormed towards the door. "No one cares about me and MY feelings!" he hissed.

As he reached for the door, Huey stood his ground and slammed a hand on the door. He shut it again causing Louie to glance back at his older brother.

"Louie what is wrong with you? You've never been this upset before even when we've fought. You know me and Dewey and Webby care for you deeply." Huey tried to reason. "So stop acting like a…."

Louie raised an eyebrow. "Like a what? Go ahead and say it." He dared his brother. "I'm acting like a selfish brat am I right?" he slammed open the door, turning so he could stare at his brother from the doorway. "Listen here Hubert! I'm not being selfish I'm just tired of being overlooked! Being pushed aside as the third wheel as you guys and Webby have your fun adventures and everyone just assumes Louie is okay with everything! Well I'm not! Deal with it!" he slammed the door shut behind him and stalked out of the mansion.

Donald eyed the remains of the spaceship within the lab with a frown. Crossing his arms, he raised an eyebrow. "This….might take a while."

Gyro sighed and yawned. " Nonsense. With the right materials it should only take us five days." He pat the metal. It groaned and another piece of it collapsed. They winced in sync, "Okay…maybe a week.."

Another piece collapsed.

…..

"Well lets get started.."

As Louie wandered within the setting sun, his legs took him past the secure gates of McDuck Manor and into the city. Finally he ended at the beach as he stared at the sunset. He stood, staring at it with an expression awash with pain. He had stuck his hands firmly in the pockets in his hoodie and stared as the sun set past the clear waters. Biting his beak, he was trying to ease himself out of this emotional turmoil, but it only seemed to be getting worse. He wanted to believe in his family, really he did. But that nagging pain still echoed within his mind. Were they being truly truthful? Swallowing a lump in his throat, he shook his head and gripped it with both hands. Tugging at his hair as his mind was slowly betraying him. His heart was saying one thing, his head another. "What do I do?" He whispered to himself.
He couldn't keep this up much longer, sooner or later someone would realize how much he was detaching himself from them.

"What do you do? Well that's simple." A voice whispered behind him. His breath stopped as the familiar voice made him shiver uncontrollably.

He spun around and took a step back towards the waves as the moon was rising.

"It's you.." Louie spat and quickly tried to run back towards the manor. "Scrooge!"

"Nah-uh." Magica grinned wickedly, waving her scepter and stopping Louie's movements.

Completely frozen, Louie struggled to escape the magic but found it hopeless.

His heart sinking, he looked up with tears in his eyes as Magica approached with a gleeful smile.

"Now, boy….I think its time we had a little chat." She chuckled and brought forth her scepter. "Let me look into you carefully." The green glow seemed to flow within a spiral pattern that when Louie glanced at made him dizzy and suddenly very physically weak.

"That's a boy."

Dewey and Webby ran through the halls, quickly finding Huey and letting him in on what was going on. But Dewey noticed the absence of his brother quickly. "Where's Louie?" He asked curiously. Huey glanced around and sighed.

"He's a little upset. I think its best if we let him cool off before we approach him again." Huey said carefully. He eyed Webby cautiously. He didn't want her knowing that Louie was probably angry at her in particular for keeping so many secrets. More than anything, he knew she was overwhelmed with everything going on.

Dewey blinked. "So…he's having a mood."

"Pretty much." Huey's smile was weak and Webby blinked.

"Alright well, Webs and me think we need to find Lena's friendship bracelet. Webs had a dream about Lena." Dewey said, excited.

Looking shocked, Huey glanced once more at the pink clad duck. "Really?"

Webby grinned shyly. "Yeah, she told me we needed her bracelet for the spell."

Huey paused, thinking a bit and then nodded firmly. "Right. Let's go get it then."

"Go get what?"

Everyone froze at the familiar British voice and slowly Webby turned with a strained smile towards Beakley who was now standing in the doorway of the room.

"Hi Granny.." Webby approached her slowly. "Um, well…" once she reached closer she grasped onto her skirt. "Granny, can…can we go out? I need to get something important."

Beakley frowned. "Darling are you sure? Magica is still out there." She brushed a hand through her granddaughters head fondly.

"No, were just going to the amphitheater." She grasped onto her tighter. "I need to find Lena's friendship bracelet. It's…it's what we need to help to bring her back!" Webby said with more strength. Her eyes narrowed a bit in stubbornness and as Beakley looked at her granddaughter, she realized this probably wasn't a conversation she would win. She studied her young charges eyes seriously for a moment, neither of them blinking.

"Is this a good thing?" Dewey whispered loudly to his brother who was standing next to him. Huey shrugged.

Beakley broke eye contact first and sighed. "Alright. I'll let you go. But you have a time limit." She pointed at all three of them. "You have until dinner to find it. If you don't you must return back to the mansion. Where is Louie anyways?"

"He's sulking somewhere in the mansion." Huey commented, crossing his arms.

"Ah, right then." Beakley sighed.

"Thanks so much Granny!" Webby launched herself at her Grandmother and hugged her tightly. Smiling, Beakley pat her on the head.

"Remember children…dinner!" She stated once more as they all grabbed their stuff and bolted from the room.

Once the kids got all their stuff, they burst from the mansion and ran to the amphitheater at a break neck speed. They only had a little over two hours of time and light left to find the bracelet.

Time none of them were willing to waste.

Scrooge let out a string of curses as he slammed the door of his home with vigor. He was livid, furious that his own employees were acting so callously. His gaze slowly shifted to Beakley who was waiting for him at the banister of the staircase with a raised eyebrow.

"Sir?" Beakley's voice was stern.

Instantly, his gaze was everywhere to make sure none of the children heard him. He laughed nervously. "22, didn't see ye there.."

Beakley sighed. "Good thing the children are out, seeing you choose to vent your anger this way would probably scar them for life." There was that scarcastic British wit Scrooge admired.

Still chuckling weakly he coughed a bit into his hand and tried to regain his dignity. "Right, well..wait. Did ye say the children were out?"

Beakley nodded. "Webby thinks that a dream she had was Lena trying to help fix the spell."

"How?" Scrooge asked curiously.

"Apparently, they believe they need Lena's friendship bracelet. That it holds some of her energy for the spell."

Scrooge took a beat as his eyes dilated. "Wait….friendship bracelet."

Quickly he ran to his office, sliding his arm across his desk and knocking off several books and papers that been cluttering it.

Beakley followed quickly behind, eyeing the others odd behavior. "I'm not cleaning that up."

"Th..that's it!" Scrooge slowly said, picking up the paper with the spell. Quickly he grabbed a piece of paper and crudely drew a spell circle on it with a pen.

Curiously Beakley looked over his shoulder and her eyes widened briefly as she saw what he saw. "The circle.."

His intake of breath was all the confirmation she needed. "That's it….that's what happened with the spell…" he said slowly.

"So it was then what you thought."

"Aye…" His beak split into a bright smile. "Which means this time…it will work."

His bright eyes looked up into Beakley's relieved ones.

"We can bring Lena home."

Louie opened his eyes to see darkness surrounding him. Taking a step back, fear flashed onto his face. "What…what's going on? Where am I?" he frantically looked around for anything. But as he spun around a figure appeared.

It was him.

Or someone who looked very much like him. But gone was the unsure awkwardness. This him was smirking, hands in the pockets of his own hoodie and took a few prideful steps towards him.

Louie's eyes widened. "Who.."

The other Louie opened his eyes to reveal scarlet pupils.

Color drained from Louie's face.

"Who am I? Rude." The other Louie snorted, eyeing himself with a raised eyebrow. "Ugh this is me? Pathetic."

"Hey I'm me!" Louie growled. "No one else can be me." His voice was firm but had twinge of shakiness. What was going on here? Who was this guy?

"Wanna bet?" Scarlet Louie grinned, pulling out a coin and flipping it nonchalantly. Louie's eyes shifted towards the coin, almost becoming mesmerized by the action of it the shiny object.

But he quickly shook his head and returned his focus towards the evil doppelganger before him. "Sure let's take a bet then!" If Louie was sure of one thing, he could win any bet, even against himself.

The dark Louie's smirk widened. "Alright, here are the stakes. If I win, I will have complete control of your body. If you win, you can do whatever with me." He waved away Louie's opening beak. "And don't worry I won't hurt anyone for this bet."

Louie clenched his hands into his hoodie. "Fine. What's your game?"

Scarlet Louie thought about this for a moment. "Game? You obviously don't know how this works. You have to prove you are a better Louie."

Louie frowned. "Okay fine, but how do we prove that? Who will judge?"

Scarlet Louie waved his hand and Huey and Dewey appeared next to them. Eyes widening, Louie spun towards them.

"Huey! Dewey!"

"They are the best judges are they not? My own brothers."

"My brothers!" Louie spun aggressively towards the other.

"Really now?" Scarlet eyed Louie hummed. "I thought you were mad at Dewey for keeping secrets after all."

Louie's eyes widened briefly as memories flooded back from the emotional turmoil he had experienced only minutes ago. "That's not a part of this!" He said stubbornly.

"Is it?" Suddenly Webby appeared in front of two boys, looking around worried. "And what of her?"

Louie grit his beak.

"After all, you considered her a sister at one point. Not blood related of course." Scarlet Louie shrugged and walked over to the unsure Webby. He put a hand on her shoulder. She gazed at him curiously. "But I wonder how she would feel if you truly spoke your mind now. Right Webby?" He turned towards her.

"Wh-what?" Webby asked, confused.

"Webs don't listen to him!" Louie ran towards them but yelped as his feet got stuck in a tar like substance and he hit the floor groaning.

Scarlet eyed Louie looked at Louie with a raised eyebrow. "Tell her 'real' Louie, I thought family was all about sharing after all. If you don't you'll be stuck there forever."

Louie glared at his scarlet eyed counterpart and groaned. "Huey! Dewey! Help!" he yelled, arm extended towards his brothers.

Huey and Dewey looked worriedly at Louie and both started to run towards him, but Scarlet eyed Louie stopped them. "No! This is the only way for you guys to realize who the real Louie is! I'm the real one!"

"He's lying!" Black eyed Louie managed, even as he was being swallowed.

"Prove it!" Scarlet Louie snapped towards his twin. "Tell the truth Louie!"

"What's he talking about Louie?!" Webby looked confused.

Huey was frantically looking between the two, unsure.

Louie looked annoyed. "Oh come on you can't tell the difference between us?! I'm Louie!" He gasped, trying to grasp onto anything.

It was then Louie looked really hard at those who knew him best and his heart sunk.

Webby still looked unsure, wanting to reach out towards him, but also looking at Louie with his hand on her shoulder who held a confident expression.

But what hurt most was his brothers simply standing and staring at him struggling through the tar substance. Their faces held confusion as well.

"Would the real Louie really hide something from his own family?" Scarlet eyed Louie told the others. "I would never hide anything from you guys."

"That's a lie!" Louie yelled, furious.

"Oh you mean you aren't hiding something from them? You aren't thinking something you 'shouldn't'?"

And Louie's heart stopped at that comment. His body tensed, he slammed his eyes shut, tears sprouting from them as they spilled down around his beak. "STOP!" He yelled and spread his arms out wide. The tar substance instantly froze around him, and slowly he rose his head up, anguish overtaking his features as he realized he couldn't contain this any longer. "Fine!" His head shot up and he glared at his brothers. "I hate that Dewey hid the fact that Webby found a spell and didn't even tell us your brothers about it!" Seeing the shocked look in his brother's eyes hurt a lot, but the pain was nothing compared to what he was going to say next.

"Webby, how could you hide everything from me?! I thought…I thought I was your brother now.. Why did you have to hide every single step you took to try to save Lena? I thought our conversation on the boat would change things! Obviously I was wrong!" He yelled, his ice filled gaze staring straight through Webby's now slightly tear stained one. "I trusted you!" He continued, his voice half whisper, half yell. "I get that she was important to you, but was she more important than my trust? You threw it all in my face when you cast that spell! You told me that you were going to earn my trust back!" he couldn't stop himself now. Every painful emotion, every angry thought spilled from his mouth and while he had to admit he shouldn't have worded things in such a way, they had to know how much he was hurting.

A long silence echoed between the group. Louie was panting, eyeing everyone with angry resentment and tears leaking from his eyes.

Slowly, Dewey walked foreword, confusion and sadness tugging at his face. "Louie is this true?"

Louie's averted his eyes from his brother. "I just said it didn't I?" he bit out. "Dewey sometimes your so dense!"

A choking sob distracted their attention towards Webby, who had Huey and the other Louie's arms around her. She was on the edge of a breakdown and Louie felt his heart drop. Dewey's face shifted to anger and he pulled back. "Look if you want to be angry at me that's fine. But Webby's gone through enough without you adding to her pain!" he spun around and ran towards Webby. And Louie's eyes widened as he watched the red eyed Louie hug them all, looking up at the Louie coated in black.

Scarlet eyed Louie smirked.

Louie trembled within the tar, not wanting to hear Webby's crying anymore. He was like a spring being wound tighter and tighter. He could feel himself losing his own internal battle. "No….stop.."

"Don't worry Webby…" Scarlet Louie whispered gently to the girl. "I won't let him hurt you again."

As he pulled away, all the others looked at the other Louie with shocked and misty eyed faces. Webby looked up at the other with a resigned expression.

"Wha…you guys can't be serious!" Louie frantically whispered. His throat was tight, it was getting harder to breathe.

Louie walked towards the other, his steps slow and deliberate as Webby looked down and away.

Louie's unbelieving look grew into a deep despair as his eyes traveled from Webby's averted face to Dewey who was giving him a look of distaste.

"Even if you are our Louie, he would never want to hurt any of us like this." Dewey's voice was wavering.

Huey's eyes were closed and he was gripping his arms tightly.

"Huey?!" Louie's voice pleaded. "Please believe it's me!"

Huey's eyes opened. "I'm sorry." He said painfully.

Louie felt his world drop out from under him.

"But you can't be Louie…"

Letting out a strangled gasp, Louie was pulled deep within the darkness. Letting out a scream, he struggled to breathe. Clutching at his throat, he felt like he was deep under water. The pressure was intense and he tried to desperately claw away from the tar tangled around his leg.

"Don't worry Louie, I'll be sure to take good care of your family." The scarlet Louie sneered, appearing before him. The water didn't seem to faze him and this caused Louie to pause in his panic.

"You see? You lost. Your family never believed it was you." Chuckling, the twin swam backstroke in the black ink with ease. "Thus, as per our deal I get your body." He smirked. "Don't worry. I'll get even for you." He pat the others cheek gently. "I'll make sure your family feels pain like you felt."

Louie felt his heart beat faster and clench painfully. "NO." He tried to say, but only bubbles came from his beak.

"Yes. And I'll start with the one who hurt us the most." He smirked. "Webby."

Louie grit his beak and narrowed his eyes. "Don't you dare!" he launched himself at his double, knocking both of them down and tumbling.

"I won't let you hurt them!"

"You won't have a choice!"

They rolled around within the inky darkness.

"I'll….stop you.."

"So, I'm curious at who won?" Magica smirked just as Louie opened his eyes.

What she saw made her blink and take a step back.

Louie spun around and ran back to the manor.

His eyes faded to black.