Goslyan kicked her car for the second time that night. It was past 1 AM and it was starting to rain, combine that with lousy tips , a cell with no signal and a dead car battery and it made for the beginning's of a perfect horror movie. Taking the pizza slice shaped hat off she pulled on her hoodie and started walking. She hated leaving her car but she had to find a phone.

She had some how gotten lost in a city she grew up in thanks to a detour and wound up at the docks. It was going to be a long walk home unless she went to the bridge tower, but didn't want to deal with her brooding father at the moment. He and Kat rarely fought, but when they did, they were labial not to talk for a few days.

Sighing, she kicked a can and walked for another 20 minutes before a biker bar came into view. Making sure she had a few on her arrow gadgets on her she went inside and walked to the guy behind the bar, waiting for his attention.

The place was as rundown as she expected, with metal blaring in the background and pool balls smacking into one another. Glancing around she noticed a few minor people her father had brought in and was careful not to make eye contact. Looking up she fixed her hair in the reflection of the dirty and chipped mirror behind the bar and stilled, seeing a flash of yellow and red outside the dirty window followed by a large figure. Instinct taking over as she walked away from the counter and slipped back outside into the growing rain storm, looking around.

When she saw nothing, she relaxed, chiding herself on letting the day get to her. She was about to walk back inside when she heard that voice; the one that plagued her dreams growing up and still gave her father waking nightmares. Walking carefully to the corner of the building, she peeked around and looked down the ally. Before her was NegaDuck and Nega Launchpad, much as she remembered them, though NegaDuck looked a little more crazed then normal, noting his cape was ragged at the bottom.

NegaDuck fumbled with the rusted lock before stepping back and firing into it with a sawed-off from under his cape and kicked the doors open, muttering about maintenance. Nega Launchpad stopped before entering and looked around, feeling watched but came back with nothing and went inside, closing the doors behind him. Lights flickered on inside, showing mostly everything covered in a thick layer of dust.

Goslyan carefully climbed a stack of crates and looked inside, wiping grime off the window, wishing she could hear what they were saying. They seemed to be debating over something, Nega Launchpad lighting a cigar, blowing rings slowly. He was different, more lean then the one back in her living room and rougher looking. Fine scar's on his arms showed in the flickering light as his muscles flexed and relaxed as he moved his arms. He was still combat ready while her Launchpad had let himself go a little after learning of the deaths of nearly the entire McDuck family, his first family, leaving only Huey and Luey alive. She shuddered, remembering reading it in the paper and looked back inside, ducking in time as NegaDuck walked past on the catwalk by the window.

Climbing down carefully she quickly went back to her car and tried the battery again, the engine finally roaring to life and drove off, hoping her father was home. If NegaDuck was back, it only meant problems for them and almost a promises of death for Kat and Emily. It took her very little time to reach home and burst into the house, finding Launchpad asleep. Quickly waking him, she tried as calming as she could to explain what she saw.

"Slow down kid. He's been trapped for seven years, the cake is gone. You sure you didn't just see some guys dressed up for a party?" He got up, getting her a towel as she pulled her soaked hoodie off.

"I know what I saw. They were in a warehouse by the docks." She dried her skin, toweled her hair and went to hit the statue by the spinning chairs only to have Launchpad stop her.

"We have to be sure. You know how he gets and he'll go bonkers over Kat if he is. We'll check it out." He let go of her hand and went to get changed out of his sweats. Goslyan went up to her room, changing quickly, knowing he was right. Maybe she was wrong. Upsetting Drake wasn't good for anyone involved. She hoped she was wrong.

Fifteen minutes later they were outside the warehouse in the pouring rain as Quiverwing Quack climbed the crates, finding the inside dark. She opened the window carefully and slipped inside as Launchpad looked at the lock, finding one chaining the door closed. The inside still looked dust covered. She relaxed a little, remembering the people in the yellow rain coats on the drive past, trying to convince herself it was dock maintenance and nothing more. She turned to leave and hoped down next to Launchpad.

"You were right. But it would still make me feel better to keep a look out for anything." Launchpad merely nodded at her request and climbed into the sidecar of her bike. She looked back one more time and got onto the bike, driving off.

Negaduck stood alone looking up at the window in his child's room. Climbing up the tree he found he could hide in the branches easily. Emily was wearing her pajamas and Kat was looking in her full length mirror, fixing her bowtie. It finished her look with her white short sleeve blouse and black vest. Wrist cuff's like those found on a suit jacket were on the night stand for her to put on.

Emily bounced on her bed clapping when Kat turned for inspection and caught the child in a hug, before laying her down to be tucked into bed. Kat crouched and kissed Emily on the forehead.

"Be good for Mrs. Muddlefoot, OK? Then we'll get your costume after school tomorrow." She smiled as Emily nodded and kissed her cheek before hugging her bear. Kat walked down the stairs putting her cuffs on and slid into her black heels.

"Thanks again for sitting on short notice Binky. But overtime is always good."

"Oh don't worry sweetie, go work. Its no trouble, With the boys always out and Herb watching his reruns I have plenty of time and Emily is just an angel. Don't you worry I can be here all night if you need me."

"I'll call if I'm going to be late." After fixing her black skirt she grabbed her jacket and ran out to hercar driving off. She hating being late, even on short notice overtime, but her boss was understanding of the single parent position and tried to give her as much notice as possible.

The Iceberg Lounge was one of the upper scale bar's in the city. With three above ground levels and one open basement level, it was also the largest. In the summer the rooftop garden level opened, enclosed in a brass cage with hanging flowers everywhere. With only two days until Halloween, costume parties were held every night, the night of had a costume contest which left the winner with free drinks for a year.

Kat made it in record time and went inside to clock in and get to her area. Tonight it seemed the college kids were out in force and intended on getting drunk. It would be a good night for her.

Negaduck opened the bedroom window carefully, about to enter when the door opened. He dropped out of site as Binky walked in to see if the child was awake. Finding she was, Biky took her downstairs to watch cheesy horror movies and some fresh baked cookies.

Growling he walked out of the bushes and slipped into the kitchen. The television from the living room cast a blue glow into the kitchen. Walking towards the doorway he pulled out a hatched, testing the sharpness of it. His thumb bled easily and looked in, finding Emily sitting next to the women. He was stopped from entering as the phone ringing. He moved into the shadows and Binky stood to answer the phone, not turning on the light. He envisioned himself repeatedly hacking into her skull until her heard what she was saying.

"Of course I can for a few more hours. If the money is good, stay. Its hard enough on you, and you can show Drake what a good job it is. Aww, I don't drink much but I'll take you up on the offer some time. Have fun." She giggled as she hung up and went back to the couch to watch the movie. Looking at the caller I.D. he saw the bar's name come up and chuckled leaving.

He would just go and kill Kat first, get her out of the way. But walking in dressed as NegaDuck would scare the lamb off. Reaching into his cape he pulled out a copy of Darkwing's outfit and changed before heading down to the bar. He found it quiet easily and walked in looking around.

Spotting her behind the bar he walked over, watching her flip a vodka bottle before pouring it into the glasses infront of her, bowing when the clapped and put her tip in the large glass off to the side. Apparently it was a good night. He walked over confidently to her and saw her look over, smiling. It seemed she was waiting for the knob.

"You usually don't stop by until after three to see if I need a ride. My breaks in five and I'll meet you out back." She winked at him and went down a little to answer an order. Walking out back he was very confused but determined to finish the job. He waiting only a few minutes as she promised and reached for the icepick behind him before she suddenly kissed him.

Letting go of the pick he put his arms around her and deepened the kiss, pushing her against the wall. Apparently she was cheating on her fiance with the masked ass. He began kissing her rougher and ran his hands down her arms to her sides and squeezed a little. Silencing her when she went to open her mouth he bit her lip a little before moving down to her neck, temped to rip it out.

He had to admit, she looked very nice in her uniform and holding her was a bonus. He had forgotten how soft she felt. He had also never had her so willing before and took advantage of it. She stopped him when he began to play with her skirt.

"Don't its a bitch to get it straight again." She kissed him roughly again before pushing him way gently. He smirked at the blush across her face and the lustful look in her eyes. It suited her. "I'll see you later. I get off at four." She kissed him quickly and went back inside, the music fading as the door closed. Oh yes, it would be a good night.

Nega Launchpad sat at the bar of one of his old hangouts, enjoying the smoke from others smoking inside and sipped his drink. His thoughts wandered between his Kat, the one they were going to kidnap, her kid and Pinky. The kid never recovered fully, the sight before her was just to much for her pure mind and made her close herself off from the world.

He remembered when he tried to force Duchess to make her talk and how badly that ended for the two women. Pinky had ran into his room and hid in his bed, like he was her wall from her father. Duchess's screams could be heard throughout the entire house, whatever that was being done to her was never reveled to him, but apparently NegaDuck had a tape and watched it when he was in one of his black moods.

Standing he left, walking out into the night and stretched cracking his back. He wanted some fun and growled, knowing any fun he wanted to have would result in NegaDuck not getting to what he wanted. Instead he took to walking down the road, letting what the rain bring his way come. He didn't want to say that destruction and mayhem were beyond him, but it seemed all he did anymore and was bored of it and wanted a change of scenery.

A loud crash and bang brought him to a halt and looked down an ally. A large gang gathered around someone in a green hood and outfit. Almost immediately he knew who it was, and watched for a few more minutes as she started to dispatch them. A gun shot ended it however as she clutched her side and fell back against a wall. His hands and feet had minds of their own as they moved and brought out his shot gun, ending the career of a few would be hoods, the rust running away.

He looked down at the young woman and kneeled, looking the wound over. She also took a few hits to the head and was close to passing out. Cursing himself silently, he picked her up and moved her off to the side and began fixing her. Noting as he worked that she had developed nicely he retrieved the slug and burned the wound closed. The mesh under her costume had slowed the bullet enough so that it didn't go to deep. Looking her head over he found it would bruise at most and injected her with adrenaline and walked away wiping his bloody hands on his pants as she started to come to.