Hello everyone, here's the new chapter for this week! This time it comes later than I thought, sorry. But on the other hand, it means you'll have to wait less until chapter 19. In this chapter, I came back to a POV I haven't used for a while, I hope you all will like it! This chapter wasn't actually planned, at least not in this way. But as the story advanced, and after see something that gave me the inspiration, I came up with this. I'm sure you'll understand what am I talking about after reading the chapter
As always, I'd like to thank Empro-8 for helping me editing this story. Honestly, without her help this wouldn't be as good as it is, so thank you very much Empro-8 you're amazing!
Welp, I'll stop talking and let you read the chapter, enjoy it!
18.-Is there a solution or not?
Fenton was just now entering his house. After leaving the McDuck mansion, the Hispanic duck had headed home, albeit reluctantly, to do what he had agreed with Dr. Gearloose: rest. Honestly, Fenton'd have preferred to go back to the lab and continue working on finding Huey, but the brown plumage duck couldn't deny that Gyro was right. If he didn't rest, he wouldn't be very helpful when the time to rescue the duckling did come. And Fenton was well aware that with Beaks being responsible for what had happened, they would need all the help they could get.
But as much as he wanted to, Fenton felt that he wouldn't be able to rest. He was too worried about that little boy. And after discovering what was in that box and listening what the two Huey's brothers had said, his concern had increased exponentially, reaching levels that could lead him to potential anxiety attacks. Something Fenton had never experienced.
If Beaks could see him now, he'd probably be rejoicing at the Hispanic duck's pain and concern. Oh, how badly Fenton wanted to wipe that smile from his face. He wanted that unscrupulous gray parrot to pay for all the damage he was doing to someone as good and gentle as Huey. That boy didn't deserve to be treated the way he was being treated. No, he deserved to be at home with his family, with his friends, with the people who loved him. Not alone, trapped with people who hated and sought to harm him.
Fenton sighed. Certainly, the more he thought about it, the harder it was to believe he could get any sleep. Trudging to his bedroom, the weary duck collapsed on his bed, not even bothering to change from his shirt and tie. He'd promised Dr. Gearloose that he would try to rest, and Fenton was a duck of his word.
Situating his head on his pillow, the Hispanic duck noticed that almost instantly his eyelids closed, that it was increasingly difficult to stay awake, what the...? Wow, he must have been much more tired than he thought. Unable to fight any longer, the brown plumage duck ended up succumbing, giving himself up to Morpheus' arms and rested at last.
Fenton's eyes widened slowly and he found himself in the middle of a white hallway. Where was he? What place was this? Looking both ways down the hall, the Hispanic duck didn't know where to go.
"Help!" a voice suddenly shouted. Fenton recognized that voice. It was Huey!
The brown plumage duck began to run in the direction from which the cry for help had come. But no matter how far he ran, he never seemed to reach the end of the corridor, in fact, it seemed to stretch farther and farther with every stride, preventing from seeing the end. But Fenton was not willing to give up. Huey needed him, and he would help him, no matter what.
"Huey!" Fenton yelled.
"Fenton? Fenton! I'm here!" the duckling called, panic in his voice.
The brown plumage duck increased his sprinting speed until he finally managed to reach the end of the corridor. Doing so, he suddenly found himself in a large dark space, and in the center of this space, was Huey. He was illuminated by a beam of light coming from the ceiling. Fenton saw that the duckling's hands were connected to the ground with chains. And that the boy could only move as far as the length of these chains allowed.
With tears in his eyes, the little duck dressed in red looked at the adult and pleadingly called:
"F-Fenton please get me out of here... before he gets back."
"Don't worry Huey, I'm coming," Fenton assured as he advanced towards the terrified boy.
"I'm afraid you're wrong, amigo." A third voice rose behind him suddenly, a voice that made Fenton's blood boil at the same time as Huey began to tremble with fear.
But when he spin around, no one was there. It was too dark to distinguish where the voice came from. So, Fenton chose to call him out:
"What's wrong Beaks, can't you deal with people your size? You dedicate yourself to hurting children?"
The gray parrot, still hidden, laughed and spoke next:
"Oh no, I see you don't get it. I didn't choose this boy by chance; I knew very well why I chose him."
Fenton's eyes widened in surprise at those words, and worriedly, asked:
"What do you mean?"
The gray parrot spoke again, voice joyous and smug in a way that made constant chills run down the adult duck's back. The parrot seemed to be mocking him as he said:
"Do you think I haven't noticed the friendship that unites you both? I knew that by hurting him, I would hurt you."
Those words made Fenton lose the last of his patience. Clenching his hands into fists, the Hispanic duck began to tremble, screaming loudly:
"You are a coward Beaks! Get out and face me!"
Another laugh from Beaks was heard before the parrot said:
"Oh, if that's what you want..."
And with that a new beam of light lit up another part of the room, revealing... a creepy version of Mark Beaks. Something truly terrifying, since the gray parrot was three times taller and his body mass was at least ten... no, fifty times more than before, he really looked like a monster... huge and muscular, looking at him manically and red eyes thirsty for blood.
Fenton recoiled in shock at the drastic Waddle CEO's change. But quickly shook his head. He couldn't be intimidated by that guy, so frowning and stepping forward, the brown plumage duck yelled:
"Blathering Blatherskite!"
Fenton stood there, waiting for his armor to appear and turn him into Gizmoduck. But he waited and nothing happened, causing the brown plumage duck to worry. Then Beaks started laughing again and while pointing to another part of the room, said mockingly:
"Oh, I'm afraid it'll be useless for you to say those words. You'll see... I think I've had a little accident with your armor."
The Hispanic duck followed with his gaze where the parrot pointed, and there he saw his armor completely destroyed, shattered, it was...
"Fenton!"
The duck jumped at the sudden scream, and when he turned, saw that the monstrous Beaks had Huey in one of his hands, lifted in the air. Also, when lifting him, Beaks had torn off the chains that connected the duckling to the ground, that showed his tremendous strength. Fenton's heart broke when he saw how scared the boy was being suspended in the air by that manic parrot. Recovering from his initial shock, Fenton bravely stepped forward and yelled:
"No! Beaks, let him go!"
Beaks smiled cruelly and responded:
"No, the boy will stay with me forever. You, on the other hand… in less than five seconds will be dead!"
Beaks raised his paw and thrust it with the clear intention of crushing Fenton.
"No!" Fenton yelled, waking up suddenly from his nightmare. The duck stood there panting heavily. Cold sweat all over his trembling body.
What a horrible dream!
Looking towards his window, Fenton saw that it was dawn, geez he'd been sleeping all night! Fenton looked at his cell phone to see if Dr. Gearloose had told him anything new and his eyes widened when he saw that he hadn't slept only a few hours, but had slept more than a day! How could he have slept so much? Why had nobody woken him up?
Fenton literally jumped out of bed and out of the room. He had to go to the lab. He had to go again with Gyro and the rest of the team! He had to know if they had made progress! Fenton ran to the kitchen, where he met his mother, who naturally was surprised to see her son there. But Fenton wasted no time, he had to go to the lab as soon as possible.
Stuffing unbaked toast in his mouth, Fenton headed straight to Mr. McDuck's bin. He knew that if he needed to eat more, he had an emergency stash in the lab.
The Hispanic duck arrived at the laboratory in record time. Seriously, he had never gone so fast in his life. As the elevator doors opened, he saw Gyro and, with a voice perhaps too strong, called:
"Dr. Gearloose?"
With a huge scream, the chicken jumped at least two meters above the level of his chair. Seriously, it was quite a record for someone who didn't exercise. Turning to the Hispanic duck, Gyro said angrily:
"How dare you scare me like that ?!"
Fenton scratched the back of his neck nervously, then replied:
"Sorry, it's just that... I just woke up."
Scrooge's head scientist raised an eyebrow and in a slightly confused voice asked:
"Sorry, what?"
The brown plumage duck took a deep breath and explained:
"I've been sleeping a whole day. Why did nobody come to tell me if there had been news?"
Gyro stared at him in silence for a few moments and finally replied:
"No one has warned you because there has been no news."
Fenton couldn't believe that there wasn't news. How could there not be? Hadn't they been able to look at the Beaks' GPS log in one day? Unable to mask his frustration, Fenton demanded:
"What?"
Dr. Gearloose let out a weary sigh, perhaps because he already had anticipated that Fenton would react this way, and couldn't blame him. The poor duck was perhaps the one most concerned with Huey Duck's well-being.
Looking at the Hispanic duck with some... compassion, Gyro explained:
"You see, we tried the idea of the green one and searched through his location history, but that parrot seems to be smarter than we thought."
Fury had disappeared from Fenton's face, and concern had replaced him, and his voice tone showed it when he asked:
"What are you trying to say Dr. Gearloose?"
Gyro sighed again and answered the question:
"What I mean is that Beaks turned off his GPS fifteen days ago, just when that boy disappeared. It was only active again when he was already here in Duckburg. And now, currently, he has been with the GPS off for two days. We don't know where he is."
Fenton couldn't believe what he had just heard. They believed they finally had an advantage, and it turns out that the parrot was ahead of them again. Falling almost into a shock state, the Hispanic duck asked in a trembling voice:
"Is… that… true?"
Gyro frowned slightly, trying to maintain a stoic façade. But his voice revealed that he was also concerned when he explained:
"What you hear intern, apparently that... pseudoscientist has seemed to take into account the fact that he could be tracked by his smartphone and has taken precautions in this regard."
Fenton's cheer up and hopes plummeted, crashing to the ground. With his voice slightly trembling, he asked:
"It means that... are we're back to square one?"
Gyro closed his eyes with a sigh and replied:
"Yes, it seems so."
Fenton blinked a few times to avoid shedding frustrated, exhausted tears that were forming in his eyes. Suddenly an idea came to mind.
"Or maybe not," he said in a livelier voice, surprising the other occupants of the laboratory. Quickly gathering around the Hispanic duck, Manny was the first to voice what everyone was wondering:
"What do you mean?" he questioned hitting the ground.
Fenton looked at them all with a smile and replied:
"If we have Beaks' mobile hacked, maybe we can activate his GPS remotely and know where he is."
Gyro put his hand under his beak, adopting a thoughtful posture. After thinking for a moment, he finally said:
"We could try, but I don't guarantee results."
Fenton turned to the scientist and with some urgency said:
"I know Dr. Gearloose, but we've to do everything in our power to help."
Gyro narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally relented saying:
"Arg... okay, go ahead."
Fenton grinned, grateful that Dr. Gearloose had accepted. And they immediately got down to business. Unfortunately, they couldn't activate Beaks' mobile GPS, something that Gyro confirmed explaining:
"I already said that I didn't guarantee results. If he was someone normal, by now I'd have achieved it, but someone with a certain... skill for technology like that parrot, is more difficult, it'll take me at least two days to get access to turn GPS on."
Although discouraged for not having achieved his purpose, Fenton was encouraged to know that they still had possibilities. Cheerfully than before, Fenton said:
"Okay, well let's focus on this for now... if that's okay with you, Dr. Gearloose."
The scientist sighed and replied:
"It isn't like we have any other way forward, so go ahead."
Fenton smiled sincerely, in truth Dr. Gearloose might seem like someone who didn't care about others. But he was sure that this was just a façade, otherwise he wouldn't dedicate his life to making inventions to help people, especially knowing that he didn't get half the benefits that Beaks did for his creations.
Shaking his head, Fenton decided that he, too, had to get to work. So, going to his desk, the Hispanic duck turned on the computer and when he did, he was surprised, so he immediately called Gyro:
"Dr. Gearloose, it looks like Beaks has updated that brainwashing progress to Huey's document… Oh my gosh, it's horrible!"
"What's going on, intern?" said the scientist approaching him. Manny and Lil-bulb also approached curiously. Fenton began to read aloud:
"Here it says: 'After fifteen days of absolute isolation, the subject was ready for the second phase. He has been very submissive and obedient, but clearly still mistrusts me.'"
Those words made Fenton's blood boil, but he tried to hold back and kept reading:
"'Playing the family clips has produced the desired effect on the subject, perhaps even better than expected, and it can be clearly seen that his belief in them has begun to falter.'"
Oh no... Fenton knew how much Huey loved his family. That this parrot was achieving his goal wasn't a good sign at all. After a brief reflection, the Hispanic duck continued:
"'The current action's course is to continue undermining the child's trust in his loved ones and to strengthen his dependency on me.'"
An awkward silence settled in the laboratory when Fenton finished reading. Suddenly there was a sharp inhalation and almost instantly Gyro said:
"Come on, what are you doing? You're wasting your time! We must get control of the Beaks' GPS, and we have to do it by yesterday, understood? I want everyone working!"
"Yes, Dr. Gearloose!" replied the other three lab occupants.
They immediately started to work to gain full control of Beaks' mobile in hopes of finally finding out where he was keeping his prisoner locked up.
Welp, yeah so… as you've probably imagined, I wrote this chapter after having seen 'The Dangerous Chemistry of Gandra Dee' episode. I saw that monstrous Beaks and I thought it could be a good version of him to see in a nightmare, so TA-DAH! What a terrible nightmare for Fenton. And having been asleep for more than a day, poor Fenton, he really needed some rest, even if he didn't want to admit it. Welp, I hope you liked this chapter!
Okay, after say that, I really hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I also would like to thank you all those who've read this story, those who follow it or have it among their favorites and I'd like to especially thank: GiddyReflections, LunaWolf44 and Waffle for their reviews. Thank you very much, I really appreciate it!
LunaWolf44: I've to admit when the show began, I didn't like Louie really much, I found him too much lazy and also extremely greedy. But as time passed, I began to see more and more things on him and he's become one of my favorite characters too. And yeah! Having Dewey and Louie working together was something I missed in the show until season 3, so since that season wasn't aired when I wrote the story, I thought on put them working together here. I'm glad you liked it. And I guess everyone hopes Huey'll believe what his brothers told him, or at least he'd think it has been more than a dream.
Waffle: Hello! Well first, I had the idea of Beaks being interested on Huey and from here, the idea came through, but honestly, it became darker than I originally planned. Second, thanks! I'm glad you think this, and it makes me really happy to hear it . Third, thank you very much! This is one of the most wonderful things I've ever heard! Thank you so much! I just hope I'll be able to keep doing this :D.
See you in the next chapter