Guardian
New friends and New enemies
Duckberg, Money Bin
Even though it was becoming a completely uneventful patrol, Quiverwing's attitude was still one with excitement. Gizmoduck breathed a sigh of relief when thinking about the missed action. He couldn't help but wonder what would happen if Magica or Glumgold pulled something to endanger the little duckling. Where Giz was usually the lax individual, he was now acting paranoid, left and right. Quiverwing didn't mind so much, after all, her Dad was 10 times worse. But Giz once again started thinking 'Wingy has to live like this everyday'.
At that moment, Quiverwing was trying to fix the broken alarm system. That section of the alarm grid had to be shut down for 30 seconds, which was all Mr. McDuck was willing to give. But 30 seconds was more than enough time for her to complete this task.
"Got it!" She announced with a proud smile. "Ok Giz, you can turn it back on"
Gizmoduck hit a few buttons on his suit, and the powered down grid became active again, "Excellent work, little Gizmobuddie!"
Quiverwing got up and jumped on Giz's suit, she perched up on his shoulders so she could have the best view of the terrain. "That was nothing, you should see the alarms my dad trains me to fix and disconnect."
They started circling the bin again, continuing the patrol. Quiverwing kept her bow and arrow at the ready as Giz rolled around the bin. He must admit, Launchpad was right, he was having fun, but he hated the fact that he had to look over his shoulder every few seconds. For some strange reason, Giz got this suspicion he was being watch. He didn't know where or from whom, it was just something that itched at the back of his neck.
Suddenly Gizmoduck's thoughts where interrupted when Quiverwing jumped off his shoulders, landed behind him, and pulled back her bow, "Halt! Take one more step and face the mighty Quiverwing!"
Gizmoduck turned as quick as he could, activating a few weapons to be ready for anything. Just as he was turning he heard someone exclaim, "Quackaroonie!"
He turned, and there stood the triplets, standing in a row. They were a bit taken a back by the girl in green pointing an arrow at them.
"Boys! What brings you to the bin?" Giz smiled at the sight of them.
Quiverwing lowered her bow when Giz recognized them, but still held it tight, ready to fire at anything.
The one in blue spoke up first, "We were just going to visit Uncle Scrooge."
The one in red continued, "Then this masked robin hood threatens our lives, don't you know that we're Scrooge McDuck's nephews"
Quiverwing tighten her grip a little more, "You're not winning points with me."
"Gizmobuddies, calm down" Giz tried to get a handle on the situation
The triplet in green then spoke, "Who is she Gizmoduck? And why does she think she can point arrows at us?"
Gizmoduck sighed as he tried to explain. He first turned to Quiverwing, "These are McDuck's nephews, Hewy Dewy and Louie. He values them above anything else, and they have full permission to go anywhere on McDuck's property."
She nodded at that answer and put the arrow in her quiver. She then stood starring at them with her arms crossed, waiting to be introduced.
Gizmoduck turned to the boys, "This is Quiverwing Quack, sworn protector of St. Canard, Member of the Justice Ducks, and Daughter of the one and only Darkwing Duck.
"Darkwing Duck!" They all exclaimed at once in a shocked and angry tone.
Hewy came marching right up to the small hero, "You're that masked clown's daughter!"
"Don't talk about my Dad like that. He's saved the world a bunch of times, and therefore saved you're pampered lives. He deserves your respect." Quiverwing was temped to bring out another arrow, but she looked the boy over and decided if it got ugly, she could take him.
This just made Hewy angrier, "That clown is the reason why Launchpad quit working for Uncle Scrooge and left Duckberg. He was our friend first, and your Dad took him away. We've only seen him once this whole year thanks to your dad."
"Launchpad left of his own free will; he didn't meet my Dad till after he left Duckberg."
"But he left because he wanted to meet your dad. He was our friend, and our Woodchuck scoutmaster."
"Boys! Quiverwing!" Giz finally got involved, "This isn't going to end well. It was Launchpad's choice to leave. He loves you boys, and he loves Quiverwing too. If you all love him, you should respect that and get along for his sake."
That seemed to quiet everyone down, but the boys still starred at the hero, "Just don't think you can try anything here." Hewy continued "You may call yourself a hero, but this is our turf." The boys then walked away and headed for the bin, no doubt to try and convince their uncle to get rid of the tiny hero.
"Who do they think they are? They think they run this town?"
"Well their uncle does. And while Mr. McDuck has tried to raise them unspoiled, they are still possessive, probably because of the fact that they've had to share everything since they were born. They miss Launchpad is all, and they blame your dad for taking their friend away."
"If Launchpad was such good friends with them, why'd he leave?" She said while climbing back on his shoulders.
"Well it's a long story." Giz started, "You see, Launchpad loved working for Mr. McDuck. He had friends who called him family and his cheerful attitude always made everyone happy. He went on adventure after adventure with Mr. McDuck, finding treasures, and lost artifacts. But he couldn't stop thinking that there was something missing in his life, something important."
Giz sighed, "He told me once, that he was the luckiest guy in the world. He had everything he needed and people who loved him, but for some strange reason it wasn't enough."
"What was missing?" Quiverwing asked.
"Well, through an unfortunate mistake, it got out to the media that Gizmoduck's Secret identity was Launchpad. Of course that wasn't the case, and he tried to tell everyone different. After everything was cleared up, Launchpad said he liked the idea of being a hero, and helping people. He believed that's what was missing. He tried to come along with me on some of my patrols across the city, but Duckberg is a pretty clean town and with my super suit, he never really could help out. Then he got word of a hero in St. Canard. The crime rate was much higher there and this hero didn't have any known powers. Launchpad decided that's where he was needed, so he sold his business to Mr. McDuck and moved away."
Quiverwing looked sad, "So he gave up everything and everyone here to go be my Dad's sidekick?"
"That was his decision, and it was his life. We all wished him well and have always kept the door open for him to come back. But to be honest, he and Wingy are best buds now, and Launchpad loves you and knows he's needed their more. I doubt he'll ever come back."
"I just kinda feel guilty. I never really thought about Launchpad's life before he met me and Dad."
"Well you can ask him about it when he gets back. He has a thousand and one adventure stories, some of them include me!" He said in a cheerful tone.
"Ok I guess."
"Well it's getting to be about quitting time, we should arm the rest of the security grids. When I'm not on Patrol, the number of alarms doubles."
"I wanted to talk to you about that Giz. When working on that alarm and studying the schematic of the terrain, I noticed a blind spot."
"A blind spot? Where?"
"At the southeast end of the bin. You'll need to put 3 additional alarms over there to fully cover it up."
"Hmmm…Then we should probably drop by Gyro's to see if he can help."
"Sounds great!"
Duckberg, Gryo's shop
A load explosion was heard from across the city. Gizmoduck peered across the distance to see the small and humble inventor's shop and a puff of black smoke. Quickly he and Quiverwing ran to area, where a small fire had started.
Gizmoduck pressed a button and a giant fire hose appeared. He quickly started to put out the fire.
QW got out a water balloon arrow she had prepared in her quiver, and untied the balloon. She then got out one of her spare mask and drenched it with the water from the balloon. Holding it over her beak, she charged into the shop before Gizmoduck even knew what she was up too.
Within seconds the fire was out, and Gizmoduck was ready to kick down a wall to get to the little duckling. His heart fluttered, 'I can't let Wingy down!' he said to himself. He screeched his tire, ready to charge, when from the smoke, two figures appeared.
"Gizmoduck!" The tall and skinny inventor said with a smile. He was wearing some kind of mask and small oxygen tank, "what a pleasant surprise!"
Both Quiverwing and Giz looked confused. Giz spoke first, "Umm…were you in trouble?"
"Trouble?! ME!...Oh my no….you must of thought because of the fire…well you see I was testing my newest invention. A portable oxygen mask that can be store in a standard first aid kit."
Quiverwing really didn't know what to make of this guy, "You mean you started that fire?"
"Well I had to see how the mask would work in the real world, just think about how many lives it will save."
"I guess…but technically, isn't that arson? I mean someone could have gotten hurt."
"Oh…I have approval to conduct what ever experiments I can think of, so long as they go directly to our government."
Quiverwing's eye's narrowed, "Approval from whom?"
"Why…from the Director of SHUSH of course"
Quiverwing almost took a step back, 'Director Hooter!' she thought in an instant. "Why would Hooter give you that kind of authorization?"
"Oh….um…" Gyro looked around, side to side, and then he leaned down and whispered, "I'm a freelance agent, though I thought you knew that?"
Giz stepped up for the first time in the conversation, "Now how could little Gizmobuddie know something like that?"
"Well…I'm the one who always sends all those gadgets to Darkwing Duck. Everything sent to him has to get my approval."
Quiverwing's eyes widen in realization, "You mean you're Agent G!" She had seen the name before dozens of times on all sorts of invoices sent to Darkwing Duck tower.
Gyro laughed, "Why yes! How's you're dad anyway? Did he get my package last week?" He looked down at the girl; so much of her reminded him of Drake as a boy. He had read Darkwing's file at SHUSH, hell he helped write most of it. Only a few agents have the knowledge that Darkwing adopted a daughter. She might have been adopted, but so much of her spirit screamed Drake. Gyro couldn't help but smile.
"You mean that new tracking system for the Thunderquack? Yeah, he installed before he left for Oilrabia."
"Oilrabia? Don't tell me their having trouble again?" Gyro looked down. That meant a lot of sleepless nights for his boss. He'd have to call Hooter and make sure the old owl was taking care of himself.
"You can ask Hooter about the details, but yeah. My Dad and Launchpad took off this morning."
Giz added, "And Wingy left me in charge of the little one until he gets back." He said this a bit pride in his voice, granted Giz was a last resort, and he knew this, but it still was something to be proud of.
"Well he knows what he's doing, I'm not worried….so what brings you two to my shop, besides the obvious heroes to the rescue?" Gyro took off the mask and smiled again.
"It would appear" Giz started, "That there is blind spot in the alarm system over at the money bin. We were wondering if you could take a look at it."
"Sure, I'll head over there in a bit. But I have to invent a new filing system for Griz before I forget."
Quiverwing looked confused again, "You mean, Agent Grizlekoff?"
"Yep, he called me this morning and said he needed it. I should only be about 20 mins before I head over there."
"Thanks Gyro, it's nice to know Gizmoduck can always count on you!" The tall hero smiled.
"Well I got to get to work; I'll see you guys tomorrow I guess"
Quiverwing stuck out her hand, "Nice to meet you Agent G, have a good night. And don't start anymore fires!" She laughed as he returned the gesture and they shook hands.
"Bye guys!"
Giz and Quiverwing started walked away, Quiverwing was practically walking on air, this was so exciting to her, "So what's next Gizmoduck! Are we going out on a midnight patrol or a stake out of some kind?"
Giz yawned, it was getting late, "Well, I rarely do that. And I haven't gotten much sleep lately, how about you and me switch back to our secret identities and go rent a movie. Any one you want."
"Keen Gear…let's go…oh what time is it? I promised to call Honk-man at 9:00.
"Oh you got time, its only 8:20…." It took a second then realization hit him…."GANDRA!"
Author's Note: Sorry it took so long to update. My internet went down for 2 weeks, and I lost part of the story and had to re-write it. Hope you guys are still interested in it. Next chapter is a funny one. Keep up the reviews, and thanks for reading.--BQ
