Hey! I'm back, thank you to Pilyarquitect, Darth Becky 726, Person, Cartoonlover422 + WickedWitchoftheSE for reviewing the last chapter.
Right. This is it. The final countdown – or sorry showdown. See chapter 1 for the disclaimer. It's fairly short, but I don't want to be one of those authors who drags everything on when there was a simple solution ten pages ago. Less is more in some cases. Anyway, enjoy.
There will be an epilogue after this.
Webby looked up at her grandma, doubt splattered across her features. "What are you saying? We should…behead her?"
Beakley's eyes went wide. "Oh heavens no, child, no. What I mean is if we can somehow essentially block her from using it or wave her concentration, look here's the idea…" And she gently pulled Webby's hair back to whisper in her ear.
Meanwhile Dewey and Louie were still going at it. "All I'm saying is if we want to save Huey one of us has to take his place!" Dewey snapped, waving his hands expressively.
Louie opened his beak to argue, before closing it again as an idea formed in his brain. "Or both of us…" He said slowly.
There was a shocked pause as everyone digested what they'd just heard.
Huey, still frozen in Maize's telekinetic powers was panicking. There was no way he would allow this; Maize would have to kill him first before she took both his brothers.
Dewey nodded. "That's an idea." He said, stroking his chin.
Behind them Webby said, furiously. "No it isn't!" And she sprang into action, grabbing a rock off the floor and throwing it hard at Huey, who mentally yelped.
As Dewey and Louie yelled at her to stop throwing rocks at their brother, Webby continued to ignore them. She was deliberately going for small ones, so as not to hurt Huey more than she absolutely had to, but she were relentless.
Meanwhile Mrs Beakley implemented phrase two, which mainly involved her turning round and hacking the wall with the scythe.
Maize made a high pitched inhuman sound that none of them could even begin to describe and dropped to her knees again, grabbing at her head and pulling the 'hair' as if to try and alleviate the pain.
Her control over Huey broke and he dropped from the air, smacking face down into the dirt again. He spluttered as said dirt went up his nose and he could feel the coppery taste of blood in his mouth.
Dewey and Louie looked at each other before legging it over to Huey and helping him stand. Huey grabbed at their shoulders as he blinked a few times and tried to ignore the searing pain in his arm.
Webby and Beakley had stopped throwing rocks and destroying walls respectively and were watching Maize intently. She had gone limp and was laying on the floor passively.
Webby togged on her granny's sleeve. "Is it dead?" She whispered.
Beakley's brow crinkled as she looked the alien over. "It seems to be, yes. But you can never tell-"
As if to collaborate Bentina's statement the alien suddenly snapped its head up and it's eyes glowed as it stretched a hand out towards the Duck brothers, encasing them all in the golden glow of telekinesis.
"No!" Webby yelled as the alien uprighted itself and with another hand made to encase Webby and Beakley.
Bentina anticipated the move and leapt out the way landing on the floor way more gracefully than Huey had.
Webby wasn't so lucky and found herself covered in the…power. It was weird, it felt a bit like slime covering her. Like the time her granny taught her how to make a slime bomb.
Meanwhile back on the ground Bentina's heart dropped. No…no. She'd had family members taken from her before, it was not happening again. She'd made a vow to her daughter, she was not letting her down now.
What happened next was an out-of-body experience where Beakley saw herself picking up the scythe as easy as if it were a light as a feather and pushing herself towards the control panel where she proceeded to slice through it as easy as if it were butter.
That did it. As the alien screeched again [this time in rage it seemed instead of pain] Beakley felt disorientated as she suddenly appeared back in her own body.
She could hear yelps from all round her as all the children fell to the floor again. She found herself thinking she'd need to check Huey for concussion.
Then everything clicked back into place and she looked to where the alien was, cursing herself for not checking sooner, but she needn't had worried as the alien seemed frozen in place, its eyes starring dead ahead at the ruined pieces of whatever it was Beakley had destroyed.
A couple of feet from her Huey was watching Maize, feeling butterflies dance in his stomach. What was she going to do now? She couldn't be happy about what Mrs Beakley had just done, from what Huey had figure that console definitely controlled something vital. He looked at Maize's eyes which seemed…hollow. He was starting to feel a bit sorry for her actually. She seemed really chocked up.
Then Maize glided towards the control panel and lifted her pale hands and slowly stoked the top of the panel, as if trying to restore life to it.
A horrible thought came to Huey. What if she could restore life to it? Aft all who knew the extent of her powers? They'd better get out of here fast. He tugged his brother's shoulders and jerked his head towards the exit signifying they should leave.
Then there was a low growl and everyone looked at Maize in horror as they noticed she was shaking, her hands tightening around the ruins of the control. Huey could see her eyes were shut but still glowing and a strange aura seemed to be coming over her.
Then she screeched and flung herself dramatically away from the console. Two things happened at once, Beakley grabbed the triplets and Webby's shoulders and pulled them close to her and Maize lifted both hands and ripped the top of the cornfield open and then proceeded to lift them up and literally threw them out of it.
Being mid-air Beakley's grasp on the kids lessened ad they all hit the ground at different points. Coughing and sitting up the last thing they saw was the a beam of some sort coming out the front of the field, zipping over the houses before the cornfield tore itself from the soil and collapsed into dust all in the space of ten seconds.
No one spoke for a full thirty seconds till Louie broke the ice with. "Well, that was a good Halloween wasn't it? I don't think we're returning these costumes." He picked his horns of the ground and put them back on.
Webby blinked rapidly a few times before saying. "My gym bag was in there!"
"Did it have anything valuable in it?" Louie asked immediately.
"Well, my purse really. It had a picture of you in it." Webby said sadly to her granny, who pulled her in for a hug.
"Don't worry Webbigail. We can take lots more pictures. Now, is everyone alright?"
Murmurs of assurance from Webby, Dewey and Louie, but not from Huey who said. "Er…not to worry anyone but I think my arm might be broken. I landed on it weirdly and it hasn't stopped hurting for the last god knows how long."
"Let me see." Beakley gently examined his arm, before nodding and drawing up to her full height. "Looks like a trip to the hospital is in order. I'll drive us there. C'mon children."
No one had the strength or the will to argue with her as they all got up and walked solemnly to the car.