Hearts of Stone Chapter One: Origins

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Gargoyles, The Chronicles of Narnia, Darkwing Duck, DuckTales, Inu-Yasha, Ratatouille, Bone, Beauty and the Beast, Digimon and The Incredibles

Author's Notes: I have moved this fic into the Crossover Section of While it is true that KH is the ultimate Crossover, this fic stars a Gargoyle, and it is—I feel—a Gargoyles/Kingdom Hearts Crossover.

Many thanks to my new Beta: Denis De Plaen for improving the quality of my fics.

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Remnants World, Three miles south of the Castle.

"Do you think he's all right?" a high squeaky voice said.

"I don't know…" another voice replied.

"We'll know soon enough," a third voice said. "He's coming to…"

"Good," a fourth, gruffer voice said. "We need to keep moving, and if I have to carry him he's just dead weight."

Inuyasha groaned, as his eyed flickered open, and he saw the faces that went with the voices he had just heard.

There was a young boy, perhaps 13, with blond hair and a green shirt. A small golden-brown mammal rested on his shoulder. Its ears were shaped like bat wings. The mammal was the owner of the first voice, and the young boy was the second.

A small, white, almost cartoony creature was the owner of the third voice. The half-demon's eyes fell upon the fourth voice. At once he was on his feet and had the Tetsusaiga drawn.

The fourth voice had belonged to a massive hairy beast. He rested on all fours. He had two nubby horns just above his ears, and his face was leonine. He wore pants, and a purple cloak. A brown wolf-like tail extended behind him.

Inuyasha immediately regarded him as a threat; as well he should, for this was the Beast of the Black Forest.

"What have you done with Kagome, demon?" Inuyasha demanded. The Beast stepped back in surprise. Inuyasha could smell that he was no true demon; nevertheless, he could smell some sort of aura around him. (It was the scent of his enchantment.)

"I was right," the boy, whose name was T.K. breathed.

With out another word Inuyasha lunged. The Beast narrowly dodged Tetsusaiga. Inuyasha struck again, and this time the Beast caught the blade with his bare hands. Blood could be seen in his claws.

"Wait," the small white creature yelled stepping in between Beast and Inuyasha. "We didn't take your princess! We're on your side! We're in the same boat as you are."

Inuyasha paused and looked at the small white creature, then back at Beast, who simply growled at him.

"When our worlds were destroyed," T.K. explained. "We followed our princesses here through sheer force of will…by the strength of our love for them. We think they're in the castle."

"We're here," The Beast said. "To rescue Belle."

"And Kari and Thorn," T.K. said looking annoyed and rolling his eyes. "We can rescue your princess too."

Inuyasha looked closely at Beast, and finally, recognizing a kindred spirit, sheathed Tetsusaiga.

"Thank you," T.K. said as Beast snarled and retreated to lick his paws.

"I'm T.K." he said, he pointed towards the small creature on his shoulder. "And this is Patamon."

"I'm Fone Bone," the white creature said. "And that's Beast."

"Where are we?" Inuyasha asked at last looking around.

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Traverse Town: A Clock Tower approximately ½ mile from the Gummi Gate

"Will it be ready in time, Tash?" Maleficent asked as she entered the room. Serena and Helga flanked her. The gargoyle could no longer truly cloak her wings, as one was now a cybernetic wing, but her flesh and feathered wing she draped across her chest.

"It's ready now," the demon hissed. He handed Maleficent a small hourglass made of crystal and a dial on top of the timepiece.

"What is that?" Serena asked curiously.

"There is a world," Maleficent said smiling wickedly. "Called Perim. In it is a creature called Ihun'kalin.It has the ability to manipulate time and space. We've utilized the time manipulation ability and incorporated it into this device. In about an hour…we will open the Gummi Gate and activate the device."

"Dialing what world?" Serena inquired.

"All of them," Maleficent said grinning. "Tash and I will use our powers to make the gate dial every world simultaneously."

Helga raised an eyebrow. "To what end?"

"This device," Maleficent said stroking the hourglass. "Will synchronize the worlds. No longer will time flow at different rates in different worlds."

"Why would you care about the flow of time in different worlds," Serena asked. "Aren't you just trying to destroy the worlds?"

"Oh child," Maleficent chucked almost amusedly. "Each time we destroy a world, we are one step closer to our goal. Each time we destroy a world, we gain a little more knowledge and move closer toward our final objective."

"Which is…?" Helga said.

"Minions who ask too many questions get eaten by Calormen gods in the middle of the night," Tash hissed.

Helga and Serena fell silent.

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Traverse Town

Tintar, Susan, and Darkwing sat down at the table that the skinny waiter on roller-skates. He was lanky and tall, with red hair and small tuff of hair on his chin. Darkwing looked around the room, his eyes resting on a fish tank in the corner of the room filled with tropical fish. His eyes widened as a small blue tang paused and waved at him.

"This is supposed to be the fanciest place in Traverse Town," Darkwing said shaking off what he just saw. "I'll have the ratatouille. It's the house specialty right?"

"Yes sir," the waiter said. "Will you want the soup or the salad with that?"

"Soup," DW said.

Tintar was silent, he was introspective. Still contemplating what had occurred in the Pride Lands. He could tell Susan was dwelling on it too, both were distracted when the waiter asked Tintar a second time what he wanted.

"Oh, uh," Tintar glanced at the menu. "How about the venison sausage with boysenberry sauce? But…uh…double the portions please, humans never serve enough to satisfy gargoyle appetites. Salad for me."

"I'll have the veal," Susan said. "With a red wine please, and a salad."

"No problem," the waiter said and smiled, taking their menu and skating back into the kitchen.

"Thank you for this, Darkwing," Susan said smiling at the duck. "It's most appreciated. I haven't had a good meal in some time."

"My pleasure," DW said. He looked ready to say more, when the door to the restaurant opened. Two humans entered and the other patrons fell silent. DW, Susan, and Tintar instinctively reached for their weapons.

The trio was led by a tall looking man with a grimace permanently engraved on his face. He had brown hair, and was dressed in leather. He had a sword slung over his shoulder that's hilt was shaped like a revolver. (The famous Gunblade)

With him was a young lady with dark hair. She wore a traveling cloak around her body, and a shuriken could be seen under the cloak as she moved. She was rather skimpily dressed under the cloak.

"Him," She said pointing at Tintar. "That's the one."

The gargoyle was on his feet in a heartbeat, Susan and Darkwing a beat behind him.

"So," the man in leather said. "You're one of the wielders of the Keyblades…"

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Metroville

It was the most important day of Robert Parr's life. In just a few hours he would be getting married to the perfectwoman. He couldn't help but smile. She was everything he'd been looking for…and he hadn't even been looking.

Suddenly, his radio flipped over and revealed a police scanner and GPS.

"We have a report of rosebushes attacking civilians on the corner of Steel and Magnolia Ave."

"Rosebushes?" Parr wondered aloud. He glanced at his watch.

"Yeah I got time," he said smiling. He reached over and flipped a switch. His car began transforming around him, and as it did, it began changing his wardrobe as well.

He was no longer simply Robert Parr. He was: Mr. Incredible. A super-powered human, or Super, as the residents of Metro City called them. He wasn't the only one either, but he was one of the best.

His car, the Incredibile was provided to him by the N.S.A (National Supers Agency) a government group dedicated to the aiding the Supers.

He turned onto Traction Avenue, which intersected with Magnolia in about half a mile. As he turned though, he gasped in shock. A massive wall of water was flowing towards him from the direction of Magnolia.

Mr. Incredible had barely enough time to abandon his car before the water wave struck it and then slammed it against a nearby building.

Mr. Incredible gasped in surprised as the water seemed aware of him, and turned, snatching him up and slamming him downward against the street.

"Serving the public getting you down?" a strange voice that sounded almost as though it were speaking underwater said. "Tired of the ups and downs of being a superhero? Then engage in life-threatening combat with: The Liquidator!"

The water swirled around and formed into a solid shape. It was an anthropomorphic dog, perhaps 5' 2" at the most. He was made completely out of water. Mr. Incredible rushed forward and attempted to punch the strange watery being. His fist passed right through the creature.

"Ewww!" Incredible said pulling his hand back.

"Try as they may," The Liquidator said grinning. "They just can't beat the new and improved Liquidator! Now with punch!"

His liquid hand suddenly became huge and punched the super in the face, sending him staggering back.

"Each Metroville Super was carefully paired up with a different member of the Fearsome Five," the Liquidator said. "To produce superior defeats in every battle! Just watch now as Mr. Incredible, one of this world's greatest Supers, falls before the might of the Liquidator!"

And with that, the living fluid expanded and slammed itself into Mr. Incredible hard. The Super staggered back once again, and then collapsed unconscious.

"There you have it folks!" The Liquidator crowed to an invisible audience. "Spectacular trouncing every time!"

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Traverse Town

"Oh dear," Jaken moaned as he followed Sesshoumaru and Baloo. "Lord Sesshoumaru has not stopped smiling since we left that tavern. This is never a good thing."

Baloo paused and looked back at Rin and the imp. Sesshoumaru's smile faded when they stopped. Rin ran forward and did what she'd been dying to do ever since they had met bruin pilot. She hugged his leg.

"Oh hello," the bear said smiling and bending down. "I didn't see you back there."

Baloo smiled and picked Rin up, putter her on his shoulder.

"You know Becky has a little girl about your age…you two would probably get along like to peas in a pod. Is she yours?" Baloo directed this question at Sesshoumaru.

Sesshoumaru said nothing, but cocked an eyebrow in response.

"We're not far from ole Scrooge's Traverse Town office," Baloo continued. "In fact…that's it there."

Baloo pointed to a small building marked with the sign: McDuck Enterprises.

He sighed heavily.

"You fear this 'Scrooge' person?" Jaken inquired, observing Baloo's action.

"Fear him?" Baloo said. "Nah, ole Scrooge does have a bit of a temper; but it's nothing compared to what happens when Beckers doesn't get her way. Nah, I'm not afraid to face Scrooge…more like…ashamed. I lost my cargo. Which was actually his cargo…and now I have to tell him what happened."

"Dishonor," Sesshoumaru said.

"Yeah," Baloo said slumping slightly. "That's as good a word for it as any. Oh well, time to face the music."

Sesshoumaru followed Baloo into the office.

The room was well lit, which was unusual for Traverse Town (the only natural light in Traverse Town being stars…Traverse Town had no sun, and thus no light reflected off of her moon) There was a large oak desk with a dollar sign on it, and an Interspace map hung on a nearby wall.

Scrooge sat at his desk and was talking on an old fashioned phone. There was a name plate on the desk that read: $crooge McDuck.

"No sir," Scrooge said in his thick Scottish brogue as they walked in. "I assure you the Gummi Blocks will be delivered on time. You have Scrooge McDuck's word. And my word is as good as gold. In fact, my best pilot has just walked in the door. I'll have him on it, and you'll be rolling in Gummi by this time next week."

Scrooge hung up his old fashioned phone and looked at Baloo sternly. The bear had set Rin down and was holding his cap nervously.

"Don't tell me," Scrooge said rolling his eyes and slumping back in his chair. "Not that infernal captain Flint again. I'm at me wit's end. That pirate is going to ruin me."

Sesshoumaru glanced at Jaken expectantly.

"Oh," Jaken yelped. "Allow me to present Lord Sesshoumaru!"

Scrooge blinked. "Sesshoumaru? Who are you?"

"Why you…" Jaken stuttered.

"Quiet Jaken," Sesshoumaru said. Then he addressed Scrooge. "I am the solution to your problem."

"How so?" Scrooge inquired suspiciously.

"Flint is in violation of the World Order," Sesshoumaru said. "A transgression noted by all for its punishment. Death. I intend to deliver this punishment, ending your problem."

"What would this cost me?" Scrooge said still suspicious.

"Nothing," the Demon lord answered. And with that his smile returned. "I shall simply travel with your pilot." At this he glanced at Baloo, though, only for a second. "Then, when Flint attacks him, I shall deliver punishment."

"What's in it for you?" Scrooge said giving the Yokai a hard look. "I'm a business duck, plain and simple. I'd love a cheap bodyguard for me pilots…but I have to wonder what yuir getting out of this."

"I desire to battle and defeat the strongest beings," Sesshoumaru said calmly. "Flint may or may not be one of those beings. This I intend to find out."

"All right," Scrooge said. "We have a deal. You take care of Flint. And my pilots stop getting harassed. You had better live up to yuir boasts."

"Why you…" Jaken started to yelp again, but Sesshoumaru stepped on the toad demon's head, silencing him. He nodded politely and stepped outside.

Jaken groaned and walked out alongside Rin.

"That creature isn't worth the dirt on Lord Sesshoumaru's feet," Jaken snapped at Rin. "Why should our lord kowtow to him?"

"Master Jaken," Rin explained. "McDuck is merely unfamiliar with Sesshoumaru. He has no knowledge of our world. How could he? Lord Sesshoumaru needs to prove himself to Master McDuck…and you almost insulted him."

"But that creature deserved it," Jaken said. "Besides. Why does my Lord even need such a menial task?"

"But Master Jaken," Rin said. "It's bigger than that. If Sesshoumaru fulfills his promise to Mister Scrooge, than he'll have earned a reputation in Traverse Town."

"I must admit," Jaken said, slumping to the ground. "I am very confused by all of this…other world stuff. And I have no knowledge of any of these rules that Lord Sesshoumaru has mentioned."

The door opened and Baloo came out grinning.

"Hey Show-me baby," Baloo said grinning. "Scroogie gave me our job. Can you really take out Flint?"

Sesshoumaru's eyes flashed red at the words "Show-me baby". But Rin moved swiftly in between her warden and the bear. Sesshoumaru's look passed, and he calmly said,

"Are you truly the best pilot in Interspace?"

"You better believe it," Baloo said.

"As should you," the demon replied. "For if your boasts are idle, you shall share Flint's fate."

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La Ratatouille Restaurant, Traverse Town.

"Sit down," Leon said looking annoyed. "We're on the same side."

"I'm Yuffie," the girl said. "And this is Squall…"

"Leon," Leon corrected, sounding annoyed.

"…who is the leader of the resistance here in Traverse Town," She continued, ignoring him.

"The resistance?" Tintar said.

"Against the Heartless," Leon said. He and Yuffie grabbed chairs and slid up to the table. Tintar exchanged glances with his companions and then sat down again.

"Leon and I are among four survivors of the destruction of our world," Yuffie said. "This was among the first to be destroyed. The other two are Cid and Aerith; you'll run into them at some point. We formed an active resistance to fight the Heartless."

"I see," Tintar commented.

"Have you guys heard that Maleficent is in town?" Leon asked.

"Male-who?" Darkwing said.

"Who is this Maleficent?" Tintar inquired.

Leon looked annoyed. "A witch, a powerful, nasty, evil, witch."

"She's the embodiment of spite," Yuffie said. "She once ordered the murder of a baby just because she wasn't invited to the baby shower. Not a quick death either, a slow and complicated plot that took 16 years to fulfill."

"I have some experience with wicked witches," Susan said. Leon acknowledged her with a nod.

"She discovered that those with truly wicked hearts," Yuffie continued. "Could control the Heartless. Make them do what she wanted them too. She then used the Heartless to destroy her own world. We don't know why. She then somehow made contact with some particularly dark-hearted people from other worlds…and proceeded to build an army."

"Jafar!" Susan gasped. "He had control over Heartless."

"And I bet that woman that I saw him meet with in Agrabah was this Maleficent," Darkwing said animatedly nodding to Susan.

"I wouldn't be surprised," Leon said. "We don't know who all is in this evil alliance, but we do know this: they're kidnapping people from certain worlds before they destroy those worlds. We don't know why they're doing this either, but we think it's connected to Maleficent's destruction of her own world, and to the Heartless and the Keyblades."

"Naraku was part of this alliance too," Tintar said quietly. "That must be why he kidnapped Kagome."

"I saw someone get kidnapped too," Susan said in surprise. "Before I met you two. I've been trying to find out what became of her...though I hadn't much hope. This is interesting."

"I have spent time gathering information about the Keyblades and their bearers," Leon said. "May I see yours?"

Tintar nodded and removed the key from his neck and extended it. He set it down on the table. Leon looked visibly disappointed.

"This is the LionsHeart Keyblade," he said quietly. "It can only be received as a gift, and can only be wielded by a true protector."

"Squall was hoping to claim that one," Yuffie explained.

"You seek a Keyblade?" Susan asked.

"Each of the nine blades was said to be forged during the creation of a world, that the act of creation literally makes the blades, because of this; it is said that only a Keyblade can cut through the darkness of the Heartless. They can open any door, unlock any chain, and unbind any seal. The Keyblade is the only weapon the Heartless fear, and as such it is like a beacon to them. They seek to destroy its bearers," Leon said. "Because they know that one of the bearers will destroy them utterly."

"How?" Tintar asked.

The strangers shook their heads. "I don't know…Ansem would though."

"Ansem?"

"Ansem the Wise was the ruler of our world before its destruction. He was the first to discover the Heartless, and wrote a report about them. That report was lost when our world was," Yuffie said.

"You are the second Keybearer that I have encountered," Leon said. He turned and looked directly at Darkwing. "The first was your King."

Darkwing blanched. "King Mickey was here! You've seen him? And he has a Keyblade!"

"The RoyalHeart Keyblade is currently in his possession. I know not how he acquired it, because that blade can only be passed from one Royal to another, but I do know that he currently seeks Ansem's report on the Heartless…and he seeks something else too…a prophecy of some sort. I don't have any details there, but when I told him about the report, he set out to find it."

It was then that the waiter came out with Darkwing's soup and Susan and Tintar's salad.

"We've taken up enough of your time," Leon said, he handed Tintar a card. "You can reach me here."

"And I have a gift for you," Yuffie said reaching into her cloak and pulling out a jeweled flower. She handed it to Tintar. "This was part of a set of three jeweled flowers. Certain objects—usually unique or semi-unique ones—can merge with Keyblades and transform them."

Tintar took the jeweled flower and touched it to his blade. It transformed before his eyes into a plant-like blade, with petal-like teeth and thorny vines wrapped around the blade.

"NatureSpark Keyblade," he whispered. The blade transformed back and the flower became another keychain: giving Tintar a total of 5; the Gryphon's Gate, the Phoenix Feather, the White Witch's Wand, the Kimmunicator, and now this flower.

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Remnants World, Three miles south of the Castle.

"We don't really know," T.K. said sighing. "We've sent Patamon on some scouting missions, but there's not really all that much around…anywhere."

Inuyasha looked around. T.K. was quite literally telling the truth. The land was flat, no rocks or hills or anything. There was a castle, about three miles north of them, and that was all he could see for miles. He sniffed the air, trying to take in some scents, but there was no wind. All he could smell was T.K., Beast, and Fone Bone. Patamon had no scent.

"There's a massive gorge about a mile or so west of here," T.K. said. "But because the land is flat, you can't really see it till you get close. We think Kari, Thorn, and Belle are being held in the castle…with some others. We've been making our way toward them…slowly, but there's nothing to hide behind. They'll see us coming…if they haven't already."

"Who will see us coming," Inuyasha demanded. "Who took Kagome?"
"Whoever is in the castle," T.K. said shrugging. "We don't know who they are."

"Then I say we just attack them and kill them and get it over with," the half-demon huffed.

T.K. smirked. He could tell that Inuyasha was going to be hard headed.

"You're obviously good in a fight," Inuyasha said to Beast. He turned to T.K. "What can you do?"

"I have Patamon," T.K. replied.

"And I have T.K.," Patamon squeaked.

"I can make Patamon digivolve," T.K. explained. "And Angemon can destroy Heartless for good."

Inuyasha ogled the little creature for a minute, before thinking of Kirara and dismissing the pair with a "Feh!"

"And what about you?" Inuyasha said looking at Fone.

The Bone smiled.

"I have this," Fone Bone said holding up a Keyblade.

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La Ratatouille Restaurant, Traverse Town.

"Oh my God," Tintar muttered in between bites. "This is fantastic!"

"You should try the veal," Susan said. "I have never had a meal this good in any world I've been in…including Narnia! And I was royalty in Narnia!"

"The ratatouille is to die for," Darkwing moaned as he scraped the last of his vegetable stew into his mouth.

"Your check sir," the waiter said skating by and dropping the check in front of Darkwing.

"My compliments to the chef," Tintar said. Then he turned and looked at his companions. "I'm still unaccustomed to that."

"To what?" Darkwing asked.

"Being treated as an equal," the leonine gargoyle replied. "Gargoyles are not the dominant species in my world. Humans are. In fact, I doubt there are many of us left…most of us have gone into hiding. We are dismissed as mere myth and legend."

"Really?" Susan said sympathetically. She had been called into Narnia the second time to undo that very same sort of injustice.

"Yes," Tintar said. "In fact my clan is experts at hiding in plain sight. We have an estate just outside one of the largest and oldest cities. And we even have a small shop in the city."

Susan froze, and put down her fork, with a small piece of veal still on it.

"What kind of shop?" she demanded.

"Magic and the like," Tintar said shrugging. "Mostly antiques with reputed magical properties. Most of it's actually just bunk. Only about ten percent of the things we sell are actually magical."

"Let me guess," Darkwing chuckled. "Only open at night, right?"

"Yep," Tintar chuckled. "Patrons think we're just eccentric shopkeeps, dressing in robes and masks. If they only knew the truth."

"This shop," Susan said her voice very still and quiet. "It wouldn't happen to be called: Into the Mystic would it?"

"What?" Tintar gasped.

"And the current shopkeeps…are they dressed as—rather—do they look like a lion and a unicorn?"

"Leo and Una," Tintar said. "How did you…"

"I was there," Susan said in hushed tones. "By the Lion's mane I was there."

"One of the worlds you were in before you met us?" Darkwing asked in confusion.

"Not exactly," Susan said. "Yes, it was a world I was in before I met you…but it was also the world I was born in…the world I came to Narnia from. The world I left behind on this quest. Tintar's world…is my world."

There was a long moment of silence as this sank into Tintar and DW's minds

"There is your proof Darkwing," Tintar said. "She was meant to join us on this quest."

Darkwing nodded. There was no denying it any longer…and whatever he felt about the Narnian Queen was meaningless. She was now definitely with them for good.

"I bought the old Wardrobe from your shop," Susan said. "The one that I went to Narnia through and the one I left through to begin this quest again."

"We had no wardrobe in the inventory when I left…," Tintar said. A chill ran down his spine. Time passes differently in different worlds.

"What year was it when you left?" Tintar asked.

"1949," she replied.

"It was 1940 when I left," Tintar said. "Some two weeks ago by my reckoning."

There was another pregnant pause.

"I say," Tintar said as he gobbled down his last bit of sausage. "That we forget this business for now, and ask if we may go back and thank the chef for this lovely meal."

"That sounds like a splendid idea," Susan said brightening.

A moment later the waiter came around again and Tintar asked if he might compliment the chef.

"Of course," The waiter smiled. "Our little chef loves to get compliments. Right this way."

As he walked towards the doors, Tintar passed a young boy and girl, perhaps 15 years old, in orange t-shirts that said CAMP HALF-BLOOD. He wondered vaguely where that was as he stepped through the doors and was introduced to the genius behind their meal.

Darkwing gagged.

"The meal was cooked by a rat?" Tintar asked curiously. The rodent, who wore an apron and a small toque, gave a bow. Tintar glanced around the kitchen. It had been altered to allow the rodent to move rapidly from countertop to countertop. The sous-chef de cuisine was a dark haired human woman who was rapidly cooking dishes and moving them about. The kitchen was clearly understaffed, but still moving rapidly and efficiently.

"Interesting," Tintar said nodding calmly as DW looked like he was going to be ill and Susan smiled at the duck's misfortune.

"Thank you for the meal," Tintar said cloaking his wings. "It was delicious. Come my friends. Another world awaits us."

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Metroville Museum of Supers

Darkwing smacked his beak against Tintar's stone form.

"Ouch!" he groaned. "This is not going to be good on my beak. Is it daylight here?"

"Just barely," Susan said marveling at Tintar's stone form. "He changed a moment or so after he stepped through, but based on that timepiece over there, it's almost sunset."

6:49 PM it flashed.

"He really does turn to stone doesn't he?" Susan said still looking the gargoyle over. "Even the Keyblade turned to stone. My sister's cordial didn't though."

"That's funny," Darkwing said. "It did when we were in Agrabah."

"I wonder why it didn't this time," Su murmured.

That's when Darkwing noticed where they were. He sucked in a deep breath and gasped.

"We're in a superhero museum!" he gasped. He leapt over the guard railing that surrounded the exhibit, and ran across to another.

"Original Costume of Stratogale before her tragic death," Darkwing read out loud from the plaque under the glass case.

"Unknown device," Susan read from the sign in front of the Gummi Gate. "Used by Baron Von Ruthless in attempted world domination scheme. Foiled in joint effort by Frozone and the Thrilling Three."

"It's a world of Superheroes!" Darkwing exclaimed in joy. He glanced at Stratogale's picture. "Okay, so they're humans, but still…this is my kind of world! I could really live in this kind of place!"

He moved towards another exhibit when Tintar's stone Keyblade began glowing. The sun had completely set just seconds before, but Tintar had not awakened. The Keyblade glowed for about 15 seconds, a then Tintar discarded his stone shell with a roar.

"That was strange," he said frowning. "It was like taking a short nap…and then the Keyblade woke me up…I definitely would have remained stone if the Keyblade hadn't forced me to wake up."

"TT," Darkwing said. "We're in a world of Superheroes!"

"What?" Tintar said looking confused.

"Like those Yank comics," Susan said. "People with super powers it seems."

"Ah," Tintar said. "Well, I believe that this is your area of expertise DW. Shall you lead us on this quest?"

"Really!" the duck said, his eyes alight. "You mean it TT? I would be honored."

That's when a booming voice reverberated through the walls.

"CITIZENS OF METROVILLE," it said.

"I know that voice," Darkwing said suddenly, looking very alert.

"It sound's a bit like yours," Susan said.

"I HAVE TAKEN CONTROL OF YOUR CITY, AND DON'T COUNT ON THOSE LOSERS THAT YOU CALL SUPERS TO COME TO YOUR AID. I'VE CONVENIENTLY DISPATCHED THEM ALL. THE CITY IS NOW UNDER THE DOMINATION OF THE FEARSOME FIVE. SURRENDER ALL YOUR LIBERTIES AND VALUABLES. AND HAVE A NICE DAY."

With this he began laughing maniacally. He had not stopped when the voice cut off.

"The Fearsome Five," Darkwing said pounding his fist into his hand. "I knew it! That was NegaDuck! What in the name of the Phantom Blot is NegaDuck doing here?"

"Who is NegaDuck?" Tintar and Susan asked at the same time.

"Only one of the most feloniously fowl and fiendish of diabolical do-badders that I've had the experience of dealing with," Darkwing said.

"Isn't that redundant?" Susan asked vaguely.

"He's from your world then?" Tintar said extending his Keyblade.

"Not exactly," Darkwing said. "I always did wonder what happened to him after I pulled the Universal Plug…but how did the Fearsome Five get here? They are from my world."

"He's violating the World Order," Susan said. "If he's not from here."

"He's not," Darkwing said.

Tintar smiled. Susan would not stop him this time…she was in full agreement with him.

"Wait," Darkwing said, and smashed the glass barricading Stratogale's costume from the public. He snatched her mask off and handed it to Susan.

"This is my kind of town, remember," DW said. "We don't want to violate the order any more than necessary. A hero's most important asset is their identity. Guard it with your life. From this point on, you are the Scarlet Arrow."

She took the mask in surprise. She then put it on over her face.

"TT," Darkwing said. "A mask is kinda pointless for you…but we'll call you Keygoyle. It fits."

"I don't understand," Tintar said. "If NegaDuck sees us in another world, he's going to know who we are."

"True," Darkwing said. "But that's not why I'm making you two into superheroes."

"The World Order," Susan said. "If we stop this NegaDuck, but look like average heroes from this world while doing it, then the locals will never know we intervened."

"Right you are Su," Dark said.

"Then let's…how did you put it?"

"Keygoyle," Darkwing said. "Let's get dangerous."

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Sovereignty Federation Building, Downtown Metroville

NegaDuck walked around the room he had appropriated for the containment of the Supers of Metroville.

"Not sostrong when we're weightless are we Mister Incredible?" NegaDuck said chuckling mockingly. Mister Incredible floated weightlessly in a large glass jar. "And when I pull the switch, all the oxygen will be sucked out of that chamber: suffocating you."

He turned towards an enormous rack where Elastagirl was stretched to her limit of 98 feet. Her real name was Helen Truax, and unknown to NegaDuck, she was Mr. Incredible's fiancée. They were supposed to be married that day.

"All stretched out are we?" NegaDuck said in ersatz sympathy. "Well, when I pull the switch…you be stretched beyond those limits. Wonder what'll happen? I'm betting on the broken rubber band theory."

He snapped a rubber band and smiled wickedly.

"My enormous heat lamps keep you nice and dehydrated," NegaDuck said to the Super known as Frozone.

"No ice at this party," the dastardly duck ranted. "When I pull the switch: the lamps triple in intensity. We'll be having a nice barbecue."

"And the mirrored dome around your head reflects your eyebeams right back at you…so if you try, you'll blow of you own head," he said to Gazerbeam. "This is what'll happen anyway when I pull the switch. So much for this city's Supers. HA!"

"Why are you doing this?" Mr. Incredible demanded.

"Trying to get me monologue-ing are we Mister I?" NegaDuck said grinning from ear to ear. "The reason I'm doing this is because I hate heroes. I hate them, I hate them, I HATE THEM!"

"And because I can't torture the hero I hate the most," he snapped licking his beak. "I'll have to settle for you losers."

A cloud of blue smoke began filling the room.

"What's this?" NegaDuck demanded.

"I am the Terror, that flaps in the Night,"

"No…" NegaDuck said, horror contorting his features. "It can't be…"

"I am the Hero, that even Heroes need sometimes,"

"It is…" NegaDuck said dropping.

"I am DARKWING DUCK!!!"

The cloud of smoke parted and DW stood in the center of the room, his cape covering his beak.

"Hello Negs," DW said. "Miss me?"

He unfurled his cape and aimed his gas gun at his doppelganger.

"What's going on?" Gazerbeam demanded. The mirror dome prevented him from seeing anything that was happening.

"Another duck has appeared," Mr. Incredible said. "He looks exactly like the first except his clothes are purple…I'm guessing our captor is the new one's evil twin."

"Nah man," Frozone said. "Clearly he's an energy clone. That's why the colors are inversed."

"You're both wrong," Elastagirl said. "Boys, ten bucks say he's from a parallel universe."

"Oh come on," Incredible said. "That's so over done."

"AHEM!" Darkwing said. The supers turned to see Darkwing and NegaDuck with their arms crossed and tapping their feet impatiently.

"Way to ruin a dramatic rescue guys!" Darkwing said. The supers looked abashed.

"And for the record," Darkwing continued. "She's correct. NegaDuck is my negative copy from the Negaverse."

Elastagirl looked smug as she smiled at Frozone and Mr. Incredible.

"Oooh," NegaDuck said. "You've messed with my fun for the last time. FEARSOME FIVE!"

In less than a minute four of the strangest creatures tumbled into the room from different directions.

Aside from the Liquidator, there was a bizarre mutant plant-duck, with a flower head and ivy vines for arms and roots for feet.

"Oh no," the plant-duck groaned. "Not Darkwing Duck! What's he doing here?"

"I was wondering why it had gotten so quiet in St. Canard lately," Darkwing said.

"He always manages to interrupt our playtime," Quackerjack, a duck dressed in a jester's outfit said.

"I say we put his lights out for good this time," Megavolt, an anthropomorphic rat dressed in an electrician's outfit said. He wore a battery on his back, and had plug-shaped helmet and a socket-shaped chest plate.

"This is your final liquidation sale Darkwing," Liquidator said.

Darkwing smiled with his usual confidence. "Fearsome Five, meet my associates."

An arrow shot through NegaDuck's hat and pinned it to the wall.

"The Scarlet Arrow," Darkwing said as Susan stepped out of the blue smoke that still filled the room.

"And Keygoyle," Darkwing grinned as Tintar emerged from the opposite side of the room. His teeth were bared and his eyes glowed white. He held his Keyblade high to see.

"Big whoop," NegaDuck said ignoring the looks of concern that crossed his allies faces. "So you hooked up with some new losers. In case you hadn't noticed Dunce-wing. We outnumber you five to three.

"Count again, Negs," Darkwing said. "I see seven of us and five of you."

"These losers?" NegaDuck demanded gesturing at Gazerbeam, Frozone, Mr. Incredible, and Elastagirl. "You've got to be kidding me! They're incapacitated."

"Keygoyle," Darkwing said smiling. "How about we show em' your superpowers eh?"

"My pleasure Darkwing," Tintar said and leveled his blade at the control console for the various traps holding the Supers.

There was a beam of light that shot out of the blade and hit the console. Instantly, the contraptions holding the Supers in place simply unlocked, releasing them. Frozone's heat lamps shut off and the mirrored dome around Gazerbeam shattered apart.

"They can open any door, unlock any chain, and unbind any seal," Tintar said quoting what Leon had said earlier.

In an instant the four supers where at the trio's side.

"Um," Quackerjack said. "I don't like these odds any more. Can I go home?"

"NO!" NegaDuck snapped. "ATTACK!"

The five lunged forward. The dehydrated Frozone punched the Liquidator. As with Mister Incredible, the punch passed through the liquid creature. Unlike before, Frozone just smiled. Suddenly, the fluid morpher was sucked into Frozone's body. The Super turned to Quackerjack and fired a blast of snow that knocked the clown to the floor.

"NatureSpark Keyblade," Tintar said fusing the flower with his Keyblade.

"Hey no fair," Bushroot said. "I can't control my plants anymore!"

"My Keyblade is of a higher authority than your powers," The gargoyle said. He whipped the plant-blade forward. Thorny vines shot out and lashed at Bushroot.

"Oh great," NegaDuck snarled snatching his hat of the wall and removing the arrow from it. "Losers! Fearsome five retreat to the Negaverse!"

"About time," Megavolt yelped. He was wrapped up in a binding created from Elastagirl's waist. The electro-rat vanished into shadow. Elastagirl looked surprised.

Bushroot and Quackerjack disappeared as well. So did the pile of snow that used to be the Liquidator.

"If you want to finish this Dip-wing," NegaDuck said. "I'll be in the Negaverse waiting! It's easy to get there. The same Gummi Gate coordinates as Disney Kingdom, but in reverse order."

With that NegaDuck snapped his fingers and vanished.

"Looks like we know where we're headed next," Darkwing said.

"Are you kidding?" Incredible said. "That's such an obvious trap."

"Of course it is," Susan said. "He knows that it would be a violation of the World Order for these four to follow him. He wants us outnumbered."

"True," Tintar said. "But something tells me that some of the answers to the questions that we seek lie in the Negaverse. Questions we need answered."

"I agree," Darkwing said. "And NegaDuck is a huge threat as long as he's out there…we need to eliminate the threat he poses if we can. Are you in Su…ooo…Scarlet Arrow?"

"All for one," Susan said smiling.

"Let's get dangerous," Tintar agreed. Darkwing grinned.

"Wait," Mr. Incredible said stopping the trio from leaving.

"We wanted to thank you for rescuing us," Elastagirl said.

"Yeah," Frozone said. "And we'd like to help if we can."

"Where we go, you cannot follow," Tintar said. "But if you could point us in the direction of some holy or special place before we go…this world needs to be sealed."

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Metroville Museum of Supers

"Will we ever see you again?" Mr. Incredible asked.

"Who knows," Tintar said as Darkwing began dialing out. "It's a strange world. Lots of strange worlds in fact. I hope so."

"Be careful," Elastagirl said. Incredible, Frozone, and Gazerbeam grunted in assent.

"We missed our wedding," Incredible said to Elastagirl.

"We can have it tomorrow," she said smiling at her fiancée. "This was more important. Besides, what difference could one day make on the rest of our lives?"

Tintar acknowledged them with a nod and the trio stepped towards the gate.

"What's this Negaverse like?" Susan asked.

"Out of the Frying Pan and into the Fire," Darkwing replied.

"Lovely,"

And the trio stepped over the threshold into darkness.