Episode 12: MetalWing Duck

In the mountians, not all that far St. Canard Bay, Tarus Bulba stood growling in anger. Once he had been a proud mobster, one of the most feared criminal minds in all of St. Canard. But that all changed one day, when Darkwing entered his life.

It was a brilliant scheme at first, forcing Darkwing to give up the arming code to the Ramrod just to save Gossalyn's life. The tables suddenly turned however when Darkwing decided to fight back.

The foolish superhero had overloaded the Ramrod, causing it to self-destruct. Bulba made sure that Darkwing didn't leave the roof when the Ramrod exploded, but somehow the miserable had survived, while Bulba himself didn't.

Now thanks to that stupid orginazation F.O.W.L he was revived again, as a half-metal, half-beast monster.

"It's not fair!" shouted Bulba " Darkwing can still walk around as free as bird, while I am forced into hiding thanks to my hideous appearence,"

"I agree" said a voice, shocking Tarus Bulba " it just doesn't seem fair,"

"Who are you?" said Tarus Bulba, turning around to see a female duck he had never seen before.

"They call me Blood Wriath" said the female duck " I'm a socceress of sorts. I heard your cries for revenge, and hold the key to your plight right here in my hand,"

From her red dress, Blood Wraith pulled out a single, white feather. Tarus Bulba stared at the feather for a minute before rolling over in laughter.

"Haha!" laughed Tarus Bulba " a feather? How is a simple thing like a feather, going to get my revenge againist Darkwing Duck,"

"Simple" said Blood Wraith " because this is a feather belonging to Darkwing Duck. All I need is a little something from you, then I can complete the spell,"

"And what something is that?" asked Tarus Bulba.

Without warning, Blood Wraith slashed one of her hands againist a part of Bulba's arm where there was no metal and drew blood. Bulba growled in anger at the unexpected attack, but Blood Wraith ignored him and put the blood she had gathered onto Darkwing's feather, making it turn blood red.

Blood Wraith then called fire to here hands and started to burn the feather, while mumbling some strange words that even Bulba couldn't understand.

When the socceress was done casting her spell, Bulba stared in amazement as the blood-stained feather had suddenly turned into solid metal. Grinning wickedly, Blood Wraith handed the metal feather over to Tarus Bulba.

"The spell has been set" said Blood Wraith " once this feather falls into Darkwing's hands, he'll become metal, while you'll be flesh again,"


Darkwing was out alone for morning patrol this morning while Gossalyn went to school, and Launchpad went out of town for an errand, and so far he was dissapionted. Not a single crime had been reported all day.

What was a superhero to do if there were no crimes to be stopped?

"I wish something big would happen," said Darkwing.

Unfortunately for him, he got his wish. Screams came from downtown, and Darkwing rushed to the sceen. Only to stop the Ratcatcher in its tracks when he saw who was causing all the chaos.

"Tarus Bulba!" yelled Darkwing surprised.

Hard as it was to believe, it was true! The half flesh, half-bull was tearing up downtown with cyber enhancements. A wicked grin spread over his face when he saw Darkwing.

"Well" said Tarus Bulba, looking at the masked mallard " I was wondering how long it would take for you to show up,"

"Quit the rampage now Tarus Bulba!" shouted Darkwing pointing his gas gun " or else fall to the mighty Darkwing Duck,"

"Your ego is still as big as ever I see" said Tarus Bulba, with a grin " in that case, maybe I should reward you for your efforts. Here, catch!"

With that Tarus Bulba threw the metal feather at Darkwing to which the hero actually caught. Darkwing looked at the strange trinket in confusion, before turning his eyes back on Tarus Bulba.

But the bull was already flying off to parts unknown.

"That's strange" thought Darkwing, looking at the metal feather again " why'd he give me this?"

Shrugging his shoulders in confusion, Darkwing pocketed the metal feather, hopped back onto the Ratcatcher, and headed home. Little knowing what surprise awaited him the next morning.


Gossalyn and Launchpad were just sitting down for breakfast the next morning, when a scream shattered through the house. Leaving their food behind, Launchpad and Gossalyn rushed upstairs to Darkwing's room to see what the hero was screaming about.

Once they arrived in the bedroom, both ducks got the shock of their life. Darkwing's body and costume had become completely metal, and his eyes glowed a fearsome shade of red.

Gossalyn couldn't help but stare in horror. Last night, when her dad went to bed, he was still flesh and feathers. She had no idea on how his body turned metal overnight.

"Dad, what happened to you?" asked Gossalyn.

"I don't know" said Darkwing " yesterday, I encountered Tarus Bulba in the town square, then I wake up with armor-plating!"

"It does make you look kind of scary DW" said Launchpad, shivering a little " I don't know how this could have happened by natural means,"

"What about by supernatural means?" said Gossalyn, an idea suddenly popping into her head " Hey Dad, did Bulba do or say anything when he fought you yesterday,"

"Not really" said Darkwing, picking up the metal feather from his bedroom dresser " all he did was throw this at me and ran off,"

"Hmm" said Gossalyn, taking the feather " if this was supernatural, maybe Morganna's spellbook has something to counter it. Me and Launchpad will go search for a cure, while you track down Tarus Bulba,"

"Sounds like a plan" said Darkwing " be careful guys,"

And with that said, the trio ran off in search for a cure.


Meanwhile, on the other side of St. Canard, Tarus Bulba stood admiring himself in a mirror.

"Aw" said Tarus Bulba " it feels good to be flesh again,"

"Then I assume you are pleased with the results," said Blood Wraith, suddenly appearing behind him.

"Indeed I am" said Tarus Bulba " now I just need a way to lure Darkwing to his doom. My revenge won't be complete until he's completely crushed,"

"Ooo" said Blood Wraith " then I think I know just the place where you can have your revenge,"


Darkwing was out on the Ratcatcher keeping an eye out fr Tarus Bulba when a familiar voice suddenly broke through on his Ratcatcher's radio.

"Ooohh Darkwing" sang Tarus Bulba's voice " enjoying your new look? I know I am,"

"Bulba!" growled Darkwing.

"Want to change back?" said Tarus Bulba's voice " Meet me at the Auto Town Junkyard. We'll dicuss my terms,"

"Junkyard huh?" said Darkwing, as soon as Bulba's voice cut off with a laugh " not doubt he wants to turn me into scrap metal. But he can reserve my condition, I'll just have to chance it,"

With that said, Darkwing speeded off towards the junkyard.


Twilight set in quickly by the time Darkwing arrived at the Auto Town Junkyard. Mountians of junk were piled all around, with the midnight shadows making the junkyard glow eerie in the moonlight.

Luckily thanks to this new robot body he obtained, Darkwing had gained perfect night vision and could see clearly in the dark. He was able to spot Bulba even before the bull decided to show himself.

"So glad you could make it Darkwing" said Tarus Bulba with a grin " now how does it feel when you are metal and I am blood?"

"Heavy" said Darkwing " I don't see how you could move around with this much fat,"

"Flattery will get you nowhere" said Bulba, pulling out a remote and pushing a button " nowhere but a grave,"

Without warning Darkwing suddenly felt his metallic body being pulled up to a super-electro magnet. No matter how Darkwing tried to struggle out of the magnet's pull he couldn't break free.

"I could see this coming" Darkwing berated himself " and yet was I prepared? Nooo!"

"Time for you to meet your fiery end," laughed Tarus Bulba, positioning the magnet over a molten steel pit.

Darkwing gulped as he looked down to what would be his fiery demise, as Tarus Bulba's finger edged near the magnet's off button.

"Well I guess this the end" Darkwing thought " so Launchpad, Gos, I'll never forget you,"


Meanwhile at Morganna's place Gossalyn was getting frustrated. Her and Launchpad had checked every spellbook in Morganna's collection, and there wasn't one mention about metal feathers turning people metal!

"Dad could be a robot forever" thought Gossalyn sadly " I don't want a robot for a dad,"

Tears fell from Gossalyn's eyes, landing on the metal feather clutched in her hands. A yellow glow suddenly surrounded the metal feather, making both Gossalyn and Launchpad gape in surprise.

The feather in Gossalyn's hands was no longer metal, it was white. White, real, and definately alive!


Tarus Bulba was about to push the button to send Darkwing to his doom when a yellow glow suddenly surrounded him and the helpless hero.

Bulba started regrowing the metal parts he lost, while Darkwing turned back to normal and fell free from the magnet, Cleverly making use of his cape, to parachute far away from the molten.

"No!" shouted Tarus Bulba in rage " this can't be happening!"

"Hey Bulby!" yelled Darkwing, swinging the electro magnet towards Bulba " time for your bath!"

"No! No!" yelled Tarus Bulba, as he brought up by the magnet and positioned over the lava pit.

"That should keep busy until the police come to pick you up" said Darkwing, walking away " see you later Bulba!"

Arriving back home, Darkwing was greeted by a cheerful Gossalyn and Launchpad who were happy to see him as flesh and blood once again. This time, Darkwing was determined to stay that way.


Back at the junkyard, night had fallen, and Bulba was still hanging there waiting for the cops to show up, when spotted a familiar female duck in a red dress strolling up the path.

"Ms. Wraith" said Tarus Bulba " thank goodness you're here. Get me down and I can finish Darkwing once and for all,"

"You failed me Bulba" said Blood Wraith, her yellow eyes sending an evil glare " and I don't tolerate failure,"

Whipping out a magical red bolt, Blood Wraith cut the rope to the magnet, making it and Bulba fall straight down into the molten steel pit.

Blood Wraith smiled wickedly at Bulba's pitiful cries for mercy as she sealed the doors to the molten pit closed! The bull was forever trapped in his own fiery grave.

"Well Darkwing" said Blood Wraith, turning her eyes to the moon " you may have escaped my wrath today. But all to soon, your death will come,"