Trick or Treat
They sped across town.
DW wondered what sort of deranged villain he used to be that would see him involved with a person like this doubtless Launchpad; who was driving him straight to a potential beheading.
"Uh oh." Launchpad slowed the machine. "I guess the museum will have to wait."
"What's the matter?" DW asked in puzzlement.
"Looks like a Fearsome trick, DW." The driver tapped the screen positioned between the handlebars. "Should tell 'em Halloween's over, right buddy?"
'A what trick?' DW looked around, not seeing any tricks, fearsome or otherwise.
Launchpad parked the machine and jumped off, running away.
"No, not again, come back-d'oh!" DW huffed. 'Enough of this!' The vampire translocated in front of Launchpad.
Launchpad skidded to a stop in front of him.
"You're a very confusing individual, Launchpad. With all good intentions, you-."
The door beside them smashed open. Two ducks in brightly buzzing outfits appeared from inside. Two very strange looking things accompanied them.
"Oh. Now this is a better turnout ..." The vampire licked his beak.
The two ducks heart rates rose. "You dweebs gonna do something or are you happy bein' a buffet?"
"W-well I d-d..." one of the strange things was trembling in fear of the confrontation.
"Spitwater: that's what it does!" The other strange thing gurgled.
Without any more warning a blast of water was heading for DW. "Whoa!" He quickly created a wall of Vespers to block the attack. He was a moment too late and instead of a solid wall of air rejecting the rush of water the two forces merged. Tiny water droplets splattered everywhere for several metres in every direction.
"Liquidator!" The other strange thing shrieked.
"I'm so happy! I get a chance to try out my new Jack Pumpkinhead doll."
"That doesn't sound too bad." Launchpad replied to the duck, looking at the pumpkin shaped toy.
"He is gonna make meringue out of you!" With a laugh the duck finished winding and put the toy on the ground. It whirred for a moment. "Get him, Jack!"
"Oh, no." Launchpad backed away as Jack sprouted legs and large cleavers for arms, aggressively chopping at everything in its path.
"In over your head are you, Launchpad?" The vampire sniggered as Jack advanced on his friend. "How about we turn our luck around?" He summoned the Vespers in the air and circled them around the toy, turning him so he was heading back for his master.
"No, no, not me, Jack!" The duck squawked, scrabbling clear of his own invention.
"I'm surrounded by morons." The duck in yellow commented, leaning against the wall nearby.
DW turned his head back to regard the plant-duck creature. 'I'm not going to hurt him.' He mentally assured the incoming plants. 'You can go back home.' He smiled at the hybrid. "What an interesting tidbit you are, my friend? A bit of this and a bit of that." The vampire licked his beak, grinning. "Not too sweet, not too sou-."
The vampire dodged as the duck in yellow fired his weapon at him. DW whirled about and leapt across the short distance between them, snatching up the duck with a growl. "That's the last mistake you'll ever make!"
"DW! No, don't do it, DW!"
The vampire sank his teeth into the duck's neck.
He had taken a mouthful before he registered Launchpad's terrorized cry.
DW pulled back after another mouthful. "What is it, Launchpad?" He hissed at the hamburger eating biker. "Have I never warned you not to interrupt me when I'm eating? I could end up eating you instead! Is that a risk you're willing to take?"
The two ducks and the plant thing stared at him in shock as he clasped his victim's shoulders. Bits of the pumpkin doll were all over the wet pavement.
"Aw, come on, you lot. Are you telling me you didn't know I was a vampire?"
His lunch squirmed in his grip. "Ha, you're a lousy vampire, Dorkwing. If I were a vampire I could show you a thing or two on how it's done."
"Not a chance, duck." DW pulled him close again. "I'd rather show mercy on the rest of the world."
"DW, stop! Yeh don't want to do it, DW."
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I do want to do it, Launchpad. Why? Because I'm hungry. Not to mention the fact that this duck tried to do more to me than just scorch my nice clean cape."
"Let go of him, please! Please, DW. I know he's evil but you've got to let Negaduck go. Please. It's for your own good."
"Oh, fine! Just stop begging, it's really starting to get on my nerves." He shoved Negaduck into the inventor-duck's arms hard enough that they both fell onto the ground in a heap.
'I'll have more fun with the hybrid anyway. But first I'll have to get away from this Launchpad.' The vampire turned himself to shadow and swirled around the plant-duck. He recalled his lair to his mind and translocated them both there.
They were now safe in the quiet gloom of his tower home. The vampire moved away from his captive and reformed into duck shape.
"D-Darkwing ... Where ... where are we?" The strange creature gasped unsteady on his roots.
"Hopefully somewhere we could be alone in private." The vampire answered quietly. "What a delicious tidbit you are, my friend."
"N-no, not really, I-I'm actually a b-b-bit poisonous."
The vampire licked his beak. "I like a challenge."
"You ... you've lost your memory, haven't you, Darkwing?"
The vampire advanced eagerly on the hybrid.
His shaking prize coiled his vines around him in a bid to stop him, unaware that the more physical contact they had, the more pheromones he was absorbing from Darkwing. 'Is there anybody out there?' The plant-duck called out over the delta waves.
'Yes?' Lupisei replied from the depths of the tower.
'Help me!'
'What are you fussing about, Reginald?' Lupisei, the only plant within five hundred metres replied. 'Calm down; it's just a vampire.'
Darkwing laughed. "Do you think you could stop me on your own, Reginald?"
"If ... if I have to ... I ..."
"But do you really want to stop me?" He grinned at Reginald, feeding even more pheromones through Reginald's vine-hold. "I can make you feel so-oo good, my timorous friend."
"What am I ... absorbing?" The creature realised in a daze. He pulled his vines away, looking at his leafy hands. "It's some sort of ... pheromone ... formula." He curled his leafy fingers together. "I'm sorry, Darkwing." He looked up, "it doesn't work on ..." His green friend's voice trailed off. Flecks of black were in his green eyes. "W-I guess it sort of does ..."
Darkwing smiled calmly back at him. "My clever companion." He stated affectionately as he took him into his arms. "Let me taste you." The vampire crooned. "All you need to do is give in to me and everything will be just fine."