Eight years later…

Gosalyn Muddlefoot is married to her best friend, Herbert Muddlefoot Jr., otherwise known as Honker, who had also played as her sidekick in her early hero days. He still dawns the helm of the Arrow Kid, now known as Arrowtech, every once in a while, but he prefers to be the scientist in the background who works at S.H.U.S.H. Gosalyn looks at the picture on her desk. It's of her and her father, Drake Mallard, the only soul who accepted her for being spirited as a child, her adoptive father, who rescued her from evil when he wore his silly costume and became "The Terror that flaps in the night". She was now a hard working agent with her husband at S.H.U.S.H. even though she still preferred to work as a super hero. As Quiverwing Quack, she had been a formidable opponent, now she only donned her cape and mask when she couldn't handle things the S.H.U.S.H. way. Her excellence with the bow and arrows was well hidden from the organization as only a few members liked super heroes.

After her father had disappeared, Morgana, his wife, had taken care of Gosalyn, along with the Muddlefoot family. Launchpad McQuack, the uncle figure in her life, helped from time to time, but without Darkwing to keep him busy fighting crime in St. Canard, he was called back to Duckburg more often to help out his other best friend, Scrooge McDuck, with his ventures for money. Morgana was an added on member of the family in some ways. Darkwing had proposed to her a year after he had adopted Gosalyn, or Quiverwing as she soon became known. A family of superheroes and sidekicks, that was what it was. Gosalyn enjoyed every minute with her father, even if they didn't always get along.

"Ah, Agent Muddlefoot, I have need to talk to you, young lady. If you'll follow me to my office please." Director J. Gander Hooter was a kind old bird with a knack for knowing what others thought he didn't. He had helped Gosalyn to come up with a story for Drake Mallard's disappearance after she had reported Darkwing Duck as being missing. He had known Darkwing's identity for a while and had kept it hidden from everyone for the family's safety. He was almost as loyal a friend as Launchpad McQuack was to her father.

"Coming, sir." Director Hooter was the only man in S.H.U.S.H. other than her husband who knew she was Quiverwing Quack. This meant that she was paid for more than just her incredibly boring desk job. She was paid to keep saving her city the way her father had wanted her to, like a hero.

Hooter's office was large and in some ways simple, some ways not. It was good enough for him at least. Darkwing had always respected S.H.U.S.H. in a way and had been happy to work with them from time to time. The only real problem he had with the organization was the amount of paperwork it took to do anything. Gosalyn found she could agree with that.

He sat down in his chair and indicated for Gosalyn to do likewise. "Agent Muddlefoot, it has come to my attention that you've been restless for some time now, since joining in as an adult. Therefore, I think you need to do some more work as Quiverwing." Gosalyn raised her eyebrows in surprise, Hooter was normally quiet and would just refer to the work as 'Special missions'. "It has been eight years since your father has disappeared, has it not?" She nodded, trying to keep her tears from coming. This subject was always hard for her, especially since her brother disappeared to go after him three years ago. "Well, today we have been sent a most disturbing video. Please watch till the end before you say anything…"

He played a video on the big screen behind his desk. It was black and white, like an old security tape. Gosalyn looked at the numbers on the side and found that it was a security tape, but it was recent. There was a shadow chained up to the cell by his leg, and still pacing. He was small, and his outfit was tattered. His big muscles were more visible than ever through the shredded purple coat that used to hide his gadgets. His face was still hidden by a mask. His tired eyes still held determination in them. They were dimming, but still showed the world that this duck was dangerous. Barely audible by the security camera came his mutterings, "Can't let them hurt her… not her… just a child… she's just a little girl… just a child… only got her arrows… Launchpad… maybe… no, no, no, can't… he'd get killed… Morgana… no she's being blocked… no one can find me… gotta save myself… no that'll never work…" The film continues with the beaten hero contemplating escape. He looks half dead and definitely too thin to be healthy. The only live thing about him at this point is the dangerous look in his eyes that is slowly dying out on him.

Then the video went into another cell. This one angered Gosalyn as she looked at an eight year old duck in a mask and cape, he looked just like Darkwing, only his hands were in some sort of clasp that wouldn't let him use magic. He was muttering something else though. "So close, he's just in another cell, I just know it… but how to get us both out of here… I can't even tell how long I've been here… my mother's gonna kill me for being late for dinner… not to mention my sis… she'll definitely kill me… ran off… just a note… no backup, I mean what was I thinking?"

Seeing Gosalyn nearing her breaking point, J. Gander turned off the video. "We were sent this by one of our spies in the organization who only just got high enough level to even go down into the dungeons of F.O.W.L. Island. Unfortunately, our operative was killed shortly after the tape was sent last week. We got hold of it today and as soon as I saw what was on it, I knew I had to tell you. I don't know if this is real or not, but the fact still remains that we finally know where the island is and this was the first clue we've had since that night. I'm not even sure on who the younger one is, but I feel that he would prove to be a useful ally." He looked at her green eyes filled with fear, a quality that was not normally associated with either Quiverwing Quack or Gosalyn Muddlefoot. "The island is in the Bermuda Triangle."

That fear quickly turned into anger then into a calm look of neutrality. She had to think. She turned over the possibilities in her mind as to what she should do, and only two things remained clear. She needed to rescue her father, her hero, she needed to be there for him like he had for her, and she needed to go get her brother and teach him not to go off alone. "Let me go after them! Please, sir, I have to save them!"

"The case is yours, but as Quiverwing. I'm counting on your special brand of training to save them. You should throw the book out for this one." J. Gander nodded as he saw the dim light in her eyes spark with the same fiery determination that he used to see in her father when he took on a case to defend or save someone. He was confident she would succeed.

She walked towards her husband, Honker, and grabbed his wrist. "Gosalyn, what's going on? I'm busy working on some new gadgets for the agents."

"Forget it, Honker. I need you to contact Launchpad and tell him to meet me at the tower." She growled as she dragged him out of the building.

"Hey, you two can't leave early without filling out the proper forms!" shouted some of the co-workers. One look at Gosalyn's fiery green eyes and they shut up.

"I'll fill it out later after you fill your heads with something useful!" She shouted back to them. The scientists were sent quivering back to their stations. Gosalyn was a newer field operative, but she was definitely not one to be messed with, especially when her family was in trouble.