Bushroot was doing as told, he kept as close to Megavolt as possible clutching Spike close, Liquidator was swimming around in the back ground keeping a good distance and Negaduck was up front leading the way, as they suddenly stopped, Liquidator stopped to without trying to get any closer.

"Stay put." Negaduck instructed. "I'll check if the coast is clear." he headed up ahead.

The three remaining fiends was left in silence. Bushroot holding Spike closing standing close to Megavolt and Licky still keeping the distance.

"Back off will you! the danger hasn't begun yet!" Megavolt made aware. "Shezz."

"Sorry." Bushroot mumbled moving away.

"Relax, it's not like this is your first time is it?" Megavolt rolled his eyes.

"No." Bushroot admitted. "But I was.. I erh." he was shaking lightly. "This is way different." he looked at Liquidator in the background. "Not for anything, but are you avoiding me?"

"I just want to make sure you don't have some sort of virus I could catch." Liquidator replied.

"That's a good point." Megavolt took an exstra step away.

"Your afraid that if you get to close to me you'll loose your powers?" bushroot asked.

"Well aint he the one with a doctor degree." Liquidator asked. "And he probably got ten percent discount for it in wall-mart to."

"Yeas I am the one with a doctor degree and I can tell that there is no need worrying." Bushroot told. "Our kind of mutations are completely unrelated, it's like comparing two different species of bacteria the same anti biotic won't work for both." he lectured. "Beside to take a guess this has something to do with my mutation exclusively, perhaps it's the next step or perhaps it just ran out, I don't know." he mumbled.

"Phew." Liquidator sighed relieved.

"You really don't want to change back that badly?" Bushroot asked.

"Going back? are you kidding me?" Liquidator asked. "I used to be a no-one putting up a show to appear as some-one, and now at least I am someone, why would I ever want to go back?" he asked. "So I can go home after a long days tough and unfruitful work, reading the paper about all those huge big shoot's I will never get any-where near?" he asked.

"Yeah who would want to go back?" Megavolt asked. "I don't remember much, but I remember it being lousy and un-appreciating.. always about doing what the world wants you to do, behave and stuff and then get a veggie for the trouble when something do work out for once, while everyone laughs in your face. This is ultimate freedom! It's living." he exclaimed. "I know that I am crazy, but you know what, I like this. I like being a mad scientist."

Bushroot was silent as he looked down on his duck hands.

"What is it anyway that's so good you want to go back to?" Megavolt asked.

"I wish I had an answer." Bushroot answered truthfully. "And I miss Spike." he murmured holding the plant a bit tighter. "It's funny, I never got to do so much of the stuff I really wanted to.. devote so much time to plants and science before after.." he hesitated. "Now that I do think about it.. It is the best thing that ever happened to me." he looked down at his duck hands holding the pot.

"I thought you wanted your life back." Megavolt lifted an eyebrow.

"I thought so to.. but." Bushroot looked confused at them. "I don't know any-more, I didn't even know to begin with." he was visible shuddering. "I wish I knew what to do."

"All right looser, there's clear!" Negaducks voice sounded loudly through the tunnel.

"Here is what you do, stay out of the fire." Megavolt instructed. "You'll only be in the way anyway."

"Right." Bushroot nodded. "Than-"

"Ah!" Megavolt stopped him. "Remember our deal." he murmered.

"My beak is sealed." Bushroot promised.

Together the four fiends snook inside, and was quikly delicated to hid each their place, Liquidator in a water tank, Negaduck up on the railing where he could jump down on Darking, Megavolt behind one of the huge machines, and Bushroot, he was supposed to stand behind another machine but Megavolt was honoring his promise and shielded Bushroot so Bushroot was now standing behind him. Bushroot didn't know what else to do that holding a good grip on Spike, even though quite frankly, the plant started to become really heavy in his arms, he wished he could speak some word to the fly trap, if for nothing else then to calm himself, but he was smart enough to know that that was stupid.

And at last the big crash sounded and Quackerjack bombarded through the door making all his promised noise, fireworks and even more.

Normally what Bushroot would have done was to let himself being assured by the plants in the ground around him that would spring up and shield him at his command, he was never alone, but now he covered his head with his hands realizing that he had never quite understood how scary these sort of things had to be for normal people who just ended up in the cross fire.. And Bushroot never thought he had been so happy to hear the familar voice. '

"I am the terror that flaps in the night, I am guarantess that just ran out regarding your new toy, I am Daaaaarking duck." And the mallard appeared in a puff of smoke somewhere in front of Quackerjack. "I am taking you in!" he exclaimed.

"Hah!" Quackerjack laughed. "We'll see about that."

"Stay put." Megavolt instructed.

And Quackerjack pulled out the very same teddy her had beforehand pointed at bushroot. "Take this!" and he pressed it to have an rain of bullets splatter out.

"Haha!" Darkwing exclaimed as he easily jumped aside. "You should have known by now that there is no way you can take me alone!"

"Your right." Quackerjack smiled.

"Oh, your arrogance no know bounds, but be assured.. what did you say?" Darkwing suddenly at to ask.

"Ticky boo!" Liquidator rose from his hiding place. "Today's special, duck kebab, buy now and get a torned heroes cape with it."

"LICKY!" Darkwing yelled. "But you two never work together.. unless."

"My cue." Megavolt mumbled he turned around to face Bushroot. "Just stay out of the way!" he demanded before stepping out. "Oh you guessed it Dorkwing." he told with a lifted finger sparkling.

"Well." Darkwing swallowed. "I am not going to go without a fight!" he pulled his gas gun. "Eat gas suckers!" and he let out an entire cloud of smoke. and as it vanished he was gone.

"Nice one do gotter." a third voice sounded. "But I know your tricks." and Negaduck appeared having caught Darkwing in a full nelson. "AHAHA, that was almost too easy!" he triumphed.

"Yeas indeed!" and Darkwing threw Negaduck over his shoulder. "Stay back!" he pointed his gun at the other three villains advancing on him.

"Oh but this is going so well." Quackerjack grinned. "Catch!" and he threw the very dolly Bushroot had been picking up earlier that very day at Darkwing.

Darkwing caught the object in mid-air. "What the?" he looked down at the dolly, and then his eyes widened as a clear ticking noise was to be heard from it. "YIKES!" Darking yelled. "A bomb!" and he threw it away from himself and just in the last second jumped into cover as the doll true enough exploided.. it just so happened that where he was taking cover was where Bushroot had stood safely hidden away all along, and now landed right at Bushroot's feed on his back looking it.

Stunned Bushroot looked down with wide-eyes as he drew his potted plant closer.

Darkwing blinked.. and then he jumped up on his legs. "Don't worry civilian I'll protect you."

"Wha?" Bushroot gaped, but didn't get to say more as Darkwing was putting up a protective front in front of him.

"Listen, I am going to distract them and then you'll just run as fast as you can for the door." Darkwing told. "This isn't a situation for hardworking honorable men."

"Huh?" Bushroot asked and then blinked. "Your protecting me?"

"Of cause, that is the only reason I am here." Darkwing smiled. "Protecting honorable men like you, no one should get hurt just because these wackos don't realize the impact of their fun."

"It's not that bad is it?" Bushroot asked carefully.

"They are evil." Darkwing shrugged. "And now you run, I promise I won't let any harm come to you."

Bushroot looked bewildered at him, having no clue how he was supposed to act.

"Go!" Darkwing urged pushing Bushroot in the right direction.

"There he is!" Quackerjack Triumphed pointing at Darkwing. "Get him!"

And Darkwing deliberately run the other directon of the exit, clearly to draw the fire away from Bushroot, who was still just left there.

"You idiot!" Negaduck was in front of Bushroot and hoisted him up so Bushroot dropped Spike as the rest was busy racing after Darkwing. "He was right there in front of you! he even had the back to you! He could have been a gooner! why didn't you shoot him?"

"Erh.." Bushroot stammered. "I..I...I..I.. I'm sorry!" he exclaimed. "But I don't want to shoot anybody!"

"You were always so weak!" Negaduck threw him away so he crashed down. "All you had were does powers, and they were magnificent, if you had any kind of backbone you would have been the greatest of us, I hope you realize that, all that you could do!" Negaduck yelled into his face. "Now look at you! Pathetic! useless! I don't want to carry around with you any-more!" he pulled his gone. "So I guess I have to dispatch of you any-way." he pointed it right at Bushroots face.

"What!" Bushroot shrieked. "But.. but..but.. you can't!" he stammered.

"Watch me." Negaduck grinned as he loaded the gun. "All of you lot annoy the hell out of me, but you the most, Remember this, remember how weak you are, be scared."

Bushroot was honestly so scared that he couldn't move.

And it was only in the last moment he was pushed out of the way from the gun shoot and he tumbled down on the ground. A purple figure above him, who was also the figure to quickly jump up and grab his arm to pull him up on his legs. "Come on get out of here!" Darkwing gestured and pulled Bushroot with him towards a high window.

"Wait!" Bushroot yelled helplessly as he was dragged up in the window. "My plant!" he looked down at where Spike was still laying helplessly on the ground.

"Leave it!" Darkwing yelled.

"No you don't understand! I can't leave without it!" Bushroot yelled trying to get away from Darkwing.

"Oh for the love of" Darkwing grumbled. "Fine! I get the stupid plant!" and he pushed Bushroot out of the window.

"Yaah!" Bushroot yelled in shock and surprise, until he landed softly inside of what was like a plane.

"Easy there fellow." the pilot which Bushroot easily recognized as the side-kick. "Relax, your safe here." he told in a assuring tone. "But better move out of the way before DW lands on top of you."

Bushroot was to stunned, he just starred wide-eyed on the large seized pilot, who now seemed so nice and harmless.

"Yeah I guess events like this is a bit stunning, but honestly your fine now." Launchpad continued.

At last Bushroot swallowed, and did as he was told crawling behind the seat, for a little while he sat there in stunned silence, and at last a very beaten Darkwing landed on the seat Bushroot had previously occupying, holding the big plant between his hands.

"SPIKE!" Bushroot exclaimed and immediately reached for it.

"Here... you.. go.." Darkwing gaped for air handing over the plant.

"Oh no." Bushroot looked worried at the plant, it didn't look to good, it was obvious that it had been through some rough treatment. "Please be fine." Bushroot begged as he checked the leaves.

"Oh i'm fine." Darkwing stated. "This is just exercise for a hero like me."

"Oh I'm sure you can go through much worse." Bushroot mumbled nonecaringly. "But Spike is very delicate in this state, he could have died."

Darkwings face immidiatly faltered. "So much for a thank you." he grumbled, and then his face changed again. "Did you say Spike?" he asked in stunned surprise.

"Oh." Bushroot suddenly realized his slip.. and the very dangerous situation he was currently finding himself in.. he was in a plane.. high over the ground.. no super powers available.. and the plain belonged to his worse enemy.. Bushroot was sincerely beginning to doubt that he was going to survive the evening. "Erh.." he swallowed. "Yeah.. " he trailed off. "So? does that mean something?" he tried.

Darkwing squinted his eyes, seizing Bushroot.. Bushroot clutched Spike close and he closed his eyes.. and finally Darkwing blinked and turned around to lean against his own seat. "So, where may I drop you of?" he finally asked Bushroot.

"Oh.. erh.." Bushroot hesitated.. he was thinking of his green house.. but to obviouse and.. that was the first place Negaduck would look.. Bushroot really had to do something if he wasn't going to be killed by the duck.. ironically.. it was his golden opportunity.. but..

Defeated Bushroot hung with his head. "They are going to kill me." he muttered.

"What?" Darkwing turned around. "Why?"

"Because.. I can't make myself harm you." Bushroot answered truthfully. "You are right there not suspecting a thing.. but I can't do it."

"Do I know you?" Darkwing at last asked.

Bushroot sighed deeply. "Yeas." he at last answered.

"From where?"

Bushroot took a breath. "My name is Doctor Reginald Bushroot, I used to be a mutant, a criminal and a villain, before that I was a scientist and a doctor, right now I have betrayed all of my former associates and they want me dead for it because I know too much." he looked up to face the stunned faces of both Darkwing and Launchpad. "Help me." he asked of them.

Stunned Darkwing and Launchpad looked at each other.

Bushroot squinted his eyes hard together, clutching Spike close.

"Of cause."

Bushroots head snapped up to look wide-eyed at Darkwing who had said it.

"No one is going to harm you on my watch, no matter your history." Darkwing told firmly. "Launchpad, to the secret hideout." he looked back at Bushroot. "No one is going to find you there."

Bushroot couldn't comprehend what had just happened, he almost deflated down in his position. "Thank you." he sighed.

"Don't thank me yet." Darkwing cut him off. "When this is over, you are going to answer for all of your crimes, and as I can see, and that you said x-mutant, it means it won't be so easy to escape any-more."

"Fair is fair." Bushroot nodded taking himself to the head. "Oh, I think I am having a head ache." he squinted his eyes. "I don't think I was ever meant for this sort of life."

"Here." Darkwing through a water bottle up over his shoulder. "And I believe when we have gotten to the lair you have some explaining to do."

"Thank you." Bushroot thirstily drank from the bottle, before he gently poured the rest into Spikes pot. "And I think I got a lot of figuring out to do." he mumbled. "I can't gather head or tail in any of this."

Again Darkwing and Launchpad exchanged looks.. making Bushroot fell like they had some kind of none-verbal communication going on between them.

"Oh Spike." Bushroot mumbled to his plant. "What on earth have I gotten myself into?" he asked.