There they were. Scrooge, Donald, and the kids were standing outside the abandoned warehouse which apparently held the missing green triplet. Not only him, but it was where Magica De Spell was, waiting for them.

All of the ducks were feeling different emotions as they stood at the door. Scrooge and Dewey felt confident. Donald felt enraged. Huey and Webby were determined, but cautious. Even so, they all had the same goal.

Save Louie.

"Alright, listen up, everyone," Scrooge said, a determined look on his face. "Donald, Webbigail and I will take care of Magica. Huey and Dewey will help Louie. Got it?"

The other four ducks nodded, looking just as determined. Scrooge looked at the warehouse doors and reached into his coat. He felt around until he found his dime. There was no way Magica was getting what she wanted. She thinks that she can use his family to get his number one dime. She thought wrong.

"Let's go."

BAM!

Scrooge and the others forced the door open and burst in, all holding fighting stances, ready to unleash everything they had on Magica.

…

However, they did not see her. Nor did they see Louie. Where were they? Perhaps the two were deeper into the warehouse..?

"Magica!" Scrooge called out in the darkness, looking around for any sign of the witch. "We're here for Louie. Take us on, ye coward!"

Each duck strained their ears trying to listen for a response. However, instead of the sound of Magica replying, they heard something completely different.

"UNCLE SCROOGE..!" they heard a terrified voice cry out for help, echoing throughout the empty warehouse. Instantly, all five ducks paused. That cry for help. That was..!

"…Louie..!" Donald exclaimed, breaking the silence. He immediately took off deeper into the warehouse, following the sound of his nephew's scared voice. Louie was scared..! He was terrified..! Donald needed to get to him now.

"Let's go," Scrooge told the kids, following Donald. Huey, Dewey, and Webby did not protest and immediately followed their uncles, feeling anxious but determined at the same time.

Donald ran as fast as he could, desperate to reach his nephew. He ran and ran and kept running until…he saw it.

Scrooge and the kids had just caught up to Donald when they saw it too.

They saw Louie. A single spotlight shined down on him as they saw him tied up, bound to a chair. His wrists, legs, and torso were tied to the chair which prevented him from moving. And to top it all off, he was blindfolded.

"Louie…!" Webby cried out, the sight shocking her.

"W-Webby?!" he responded, sounding desperate. They saw him try to struggle out of the chair. "I-Is that you?!"

"Don't worry, we're getting you out of here..!" Dewey assured him, running up to his brother. The blue triplet tugged at the ropes, hoping to loosen the bonds somehow.

…He really didn't know what he was doing, though.

"That's not how you do it," Huey sighed, making Dewey move over. He carefully started untying the knots as Dewey tried to help.

"Huey..? Dewey..?" Louie said, shakily, hearing his brothers' voices. "Get me out of here..! Where have you guys been-?"

"Where have we been?! Where have you been!?" Dewey retorted, taking off Louie's blindfold. He chucked the blindfold to the side and immediately tried freeing Louie's wrists.

"Here, obviously!" Louie shot back, blinking as his vision returned.

As Huey and Dewey tried to free Louie from his bonds, Scrooge looked around the abandoned warehouse. Where was Magica? She should be here. They found Louie already, so where was the blasted witch?

Donald seemed to be wondering the same thing. "Where is she..?"

They were surrounded by darkness, so it was hard to see. The only light that shone in the dark warehouse was the spotlight that was over Louie, so everything else was covered in the shadows. However, there was an unnerving feeling that everyone felt. Like they weren't alone.

And sure enough, they heard a laugh.

Her laugh.

Scrooge tensed up and whipped his head around, trying to find the source of the laugh in the dark shadows.

"Magica..!" Scrooge called out, getting frustrated by her cowardice. "Show yourself, ye old hag!"

"Ahahaha, oh, Scrooge. Still the same as always, I see," a malevolent female voice sneered in the darkness. "You know what I want, don't you? It's your nephew or your dime. Make the choice."

"Not a chance, Magica," Scrooge said, sternly. He's not going to play her game. "I think we'll take both, thanks."

Scrooge couldn't see her, but he's almost certain that she's glaring at him. Heh. Magica's an imbecile if she thinks she can just get what she wants so easily. She's forgotten who she is dealing with.

"Give me the dime or the green one gets it."

Scrooge did not waver. He snuck a glance at Louie, who had just been freed by his brothers. Louie hopped out of the chair as soon as possible and was immediately brought into a group hug from Huey and Dewey.

"Guys, I-…" Louie shakily said, hugging them tighter.

"It's okay. We're getting out of here," Huey soothed, patting him on the back. Louie visibly calmed down.

Webby rushed over to the group. Huey and Dewey took a step back, allowing Webby to envelop Louie in a tight hug, barely letting him have time to process it.

"You..!" Webby started, her tone sounding both relieved and frustrated. "Don't ever disappear like that again..! You scared us..!"

"S-Sorry..!" Louie tried to say, though, since Webby's grip was so strong, he was having trouble breathing. "W-Webby, I…I can't…breathe-!"

Webby immediately loosen her grip on him and took a step back. "Sorry-!"

"It's okay…" Louie said, breathing heavily, rubbing his sore ribcage.

Donald, who was watching the whole display, walked over and embraced Louie, relieved to see that he wasn't harmed in any way. Louie felt his uncle hug him. The green triplet immediately wrapped his arms around Donald.

Donald pulled away and looked at his nephew.

"Thank goodness, you're safe…" he says, relieved. He was going to say more but then something made him pause. Maybe it was just his imagination, but for some reason, he feels like he saw a flash of red for a split second...

Hm.

Scrooge watched Donald lead the kids safely behind him. The Scottish trillionaire smirked and looked at the darkness.

"Nephew? Check." He reached into his coat and pulled out his number one dime. "Dime? Check. Now if you'll excuse us, Magica, we will be leaving now."

He turned, knowing that Magica would never allow that. Sure enough, he heard her growl, agitated that her plan had failed. Haha.

"Not so fast, McDuck..!" Magica bellowed, her voice echoing in the large warehouse. "I will get that dime, even if I have to take it from you!"

In the light of the spotlight that shone down upon Louie's empty chair, Scrooge saw dark, shadowy creatures morph from the darkness into the light, taking the form of dark, silhouetted and deformed monsters.

Scrooge wasn't fazed.

"Donald, Webbigail, you know what to do," he said, holding his cane out in front of him. Donald and Webby left the triplets' side and stood next to Scrooge, looking ready for a fight. "Huey, Dewey, protect your brother."

One of the creatures made the first move and lunged forward towards Scrooge. Scrooge immediately swung his cane, striking the creature before it could reach him. The creature was thrown back into the shadows, letting out a cry of pain.

"One down," he smugly said.

The other dark monsters lunged forward at the three ducks. Scrooge continued beating down every monster with his cane, dodging its attacks without effort. Webby had opted for using karate against the monsters, letting out battle cries as she did so. Donald, full of rage at the monsters, attacked them from every angle, quacking loudly and angrily.

Meanwhile, Louie was timidly standing a few feet away from the fight, with Huey and Dewey by his side. Huey was fussing over Louie, trying to see if he was injured.

"No external injuries?" Huey asked, examining Louie's head, hands, and legs.

Louie shook his head. "No, I'm good…"

"Did Magica hurt you?" Dewey asked, curious and worried. Louie shook his head again.

"Not really. She really scared me though."

They looked at the fight. Scrooge, Donald, and Webby seemed to have taken most of the dark creatures down. It appears that Magica's backup plan was failing as well.

Louie looked down, refusing to meet anyone's eyes. "I'm glad you guys are here…I wanna go home…"

"It's okay. We're going home as soon as they're done," Dewey assured, watching the battle.

It seems that there was only one shadow beast left. It looked more ferocious than the others did. Donald jumped forward to attack it, but it was faster. The beast swung its large arm at him, knocking him back with a lot of force, sending him flying towards a wall.

"Ack!" he quacked as he hit the wall with a loud thud. He fell back down on the floor, a dizzy feeling messing with his senses.

Webby gasped, realizing how strong the last beast was. Immediately, she reached into her vest and pulled out the dagger that she brought, just in case.

"Eat this!" she cried as she ran at the monster. It tried swinging its arm at her too, but her reflexes were quicker. She quickly dodged and jumped, raising the dagger over her head. Webby let out a loud battle cry as she landed on the beast and stabbed its shadowy form.

The beast let out a cry of pain and grabbed Webby before she could dodge. It threw her, sending her flying at the wall. She collided with the wall with a loud thud, making the triplets wince.

Scrooge, alarmed, looked at the beast. It seems like it was already halfway dead due to Webby's attack. Perfect.

Scrooge ran over and picked up the dagger that Webby had dropped. He charged forward and searched for any weak spots. When he confirmed that there were no noticeable weak spots, Scrooge opted for stabbing the beast in its silhouetted face. He quickly stabbed the dagger into the monster's face and jumped off before the monster could swing at him.

The beast let out a shriek of pain. It fell to the ground, disappearing back into darkness. There were none left.

"No…" Magica's voice said, shaken. "No..! NO!"

Magica's plan had fallen apart, it had seemed. Scrooge smirked, feeling victorious once again. Magica's cries of defeat echoed throughout the warehouse.

"NO! CURSE YOU, MCDUCK..! I WILL GET THAT DIME ONE DAY! JUST YOU WAIT AND SEE..!" she bellowed as loudly as she could before her voice had faded into silence, signaling her defeat.

She was gone.

Scrooge adjusted his hat and looked back at the other ducks, glad that this whole situation was done and dealt with.

"Everyone okay?"

Each duck nodded. Donald and Webby had a few injuries on them, but otherwise, they looked fine. Huey, Dewey and even Louie looked uninjured as well. Good.

"Alright, let's head back to the mansion, eh?" Scrooge offered.

"Yeah, let's get Louie back home," Donald agreed, looking at Louie, who still looked shaken. Louie nodded.

"Yeah…I wanna go home…"

Scrooge started walking towards the exit of the warehouse, leading the pack. Donald, Huey, Dewey, and Webby followed after him. Louie stood where he was and looked back at the empty chair which he sat in before.

…

The plan worked. They fell for it…even with Magica's exaggerated acting.

Sure enough, he heard Magica's voice in his head, cackling evilly.

"Yes…they fell right into our trap. As long as you play the part, I will have the dime once and for all…keep up the act."

The hint of red in Louie's eyes flashed for a split second as he mentally replied. "Understood."

"Louie?"

Louie snapped out of his thoughts and saw Webby waiting for him, clueless. "Come on! Let's get back home. This place is giving me bad vibes."

"R-Right," Louie stuttered, putting on his façade again. Webby reached out and took his hand, leading him away from the chair and towards the exit.

"Geez…I'm glad this is all over," she said, relieved that Louie was safe with them. Louie was silent. "I was really worried for a bit, haha!"

Louie didn't say anything to that. Webby wasn't looking at him, so he took the opportunity to stare at her, trying to figure out if she would be a threat to the plan or not. Hm. No, probably not. Sure, she was skilled and strong, however...

Webby was naive if anything. She hadn't even noticed anything out of the ordinary yet. She thought this was over. She had no idea.

WHOO! It's been a while, hasn't it? I'm sorry, school is just really dragging me down ;w;

So. This chapter was something. Sorry, it's not as long as the last chapter. I'm hoping the next chapters are much longer, haha. But anyway, looks like Scrooge and the others have finally "saved" Louie. "Saved". Unfortunately, the damage has already been done. Louie's already under Magica's influence, but nobody has realized yet.

Louie's quite a good actor, isn't he? It makes sense, considering how he's a good liar. Magica's just...so extra pfft. Regardless, nobody's noticed anything out of the ordinary.

Don't worry, later chapters will be much more interesting than this one was, haha. I kinda rushed to get this done and over with so that you guys could have another chapter. Until then...

Bye!