Hello everyone! I've the new chapter here! I'm sorry it comes a little late, but it's finally here! Woo-hoo.

This chapter has a little bit of action, and because of this, I thought the best person to explain this chapter was… you'll see really soon . Anyways, I hope I'll like 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!

26.- The urgency of the situation

This was bad. More than bad, it was catastrophic! It couldn't be worse. Huey… he was unconscious, and didn't look like he was going to wake up anytime soon. Not only was he unconscious, but he was also literally in Beaks' hands. In the hands of the one who had ordered him to be kidnapped. In the hands of who tortured him for days!

Why couldn't it have been a simple rescue mission? Why did they have to have such stumbles when they were so close? It wasn't fair! Especially for Huey. He didn't deserve to be here. He didn't deserve to have suffered everything that he had. And all for what? So that Beaks could enact his crazy revenge plot?

Beaks was a monster! A monster that now had the same one he had been tormenting for days in his arms. Using him to threaten all of them. What were they supposed to do in that situation?

The gray parrot stepped back from where he had picked up Huey, probably to gain some distance from Donald, who was now steaming from his ears. Okay, everyone had to admit the intense gaze of the sailor-dressed duck would frighten even the bravest men.

" Not one more step if you don't want the boy to die!" the CEO yelled with a hint of panic evident in his voice.

Behind Donald, Webby saw the other two triplets and her granny come running up. And the young girl wasn't surprised when Dewey and Louie expressed deep horror when they saw what condition their brother was in.

The girl with the bow in her hair was sure both brothers were dismayed… no, more than that, stricken to see the worn state in which Huey was. At least she saw him before he lost consciousness, although even then he seemed afraid of them. His fear probably would've been even more discouraging to them. But to Webby, the fact he blacked out was extremely worrying. She feared for Huey's health.

Beaks turned to look in the direction she, Gizmoduck, and Uncle Scrooge were. His eyes reflected that of a cornered animal. He was completely surrounded. And his only shield was Huey.

"I said don't take another step!" he screamed with a hint of panic in his voice. That scream only caused Webby's muscles to tense.

Her granny told her once that a trapped animal was the most dangerous of animals. You couldn't foresee how it would react, and they would do anything to escape. They had to be careful with their movements, or it will be Huey who would suffer for their mistakes.

Uncle Scrooge stepped forward and, leaning on his cane with both hands, said authoritatively:

"Ye're trapped Beaks, let the lad go."

Beaks narrowed his eyes, turning to face the billionaire duck. Although he frequently glanced back in case someone tried to attack him. The CEO then said:

"I think not Scrooge. If I let him go I've no way of escaping way." he turned his gaze towards the older triplet "with him… I've a chance, and we both know that."

Webby's eyes widened in horror at those words. That bird seemed very convinced that with Huey he would escape from there. Perhaps because in the state in which the duckling was, nobody would dare to do something that would aggravate his situation.

Webby wasn't the only one to be upset by Beaks' words, as almost instantly when he said that, both Dewey and Louie and she jumped forward shouting:

"Haven't you hurt him enough already?!"

"Let it go!"

"Please… he's my brother."

Louie was the last to speak, and at his plea to Beaks for the parrot to release the red-dressed duckling, the latter turned to look at him and said with a touch of humor in his voice:

"Boy, I doubt he believes it anymore."

Those words seemed to further infuriate both Donald and Scrooge as they both made to move toward Beaks, prompting the parrot to straighten up at once screaming:

"I said stay away!"

And he pressed his phone even more against the unconscious duckling's temple. They all backed off a bit, but didn't give Beaks a gap to escape. They weren't going to give him that chance.

Despite moving away, the gray parrot didn't relax in the slightest, and continued to hold his mobile against Huey's head. If it continued like this, it would leave a mark or something similar.

Suddenly, the girl with a bow in her hair saw her honorary great-uncle frown and after taking a deep breath, said to the other bird:

"Threatening my nephew with a mobile phone? What harm do ye hope to do with that?"

Mark Beaks turned to look at him, and Webby could see at once he looked surprised, but soon he smiled and shaking his head said to the duck in a top hat:

"Oh Scrooge, how little do you know about technology! With this mobile I can kill him here and now if it pleases me."

The young girl's heart began to pound, how could Beaks do that with his mobile? Apparently, she wasn't the only one wondering that, because almost instantly Donald exclaimed aloud:

"What? How would that work?"

Beaks turned to and explained cheerfully:

"Very simple, thanks to an application programmed by me, my phone will emit a sound at very high frequency. That frequency is outside our hearing range,, but for the receiving brain, this frequency will make the brain resonate, that is, it'll literally melt it."

Webby's eyes widened in surprise and in complete shock and speaking at the same time as everyone else present, she exclaimed alarmedly:

"What?!"

The parrot smiled, seeming to be enjoying the situation immensely. It only made Webby feel every second more like kicking that guy in the face. Beaks spoke again, and his voice was still as jovial and carefree as before. He said:

"Basically, if you don't let me go, I will turn this boy's brain into soup."

Her granny, who was probably the only one who hadn't said anything yet, took a step forward and asked the deranged parrot:

"But… given how close you are to the phone; you would also be affected by this frequency. You would also die! Which means you won't do it."

Beaks turned to look at her. He seemed surprised that someone had been able to counter his arguments. It was evident he didn't know her granny. Best granny in the world. Webby smiled with pride, her grandmother had just taken down the lantern that Beaks had ridden to escape.

However, the moment of joy was short-lived when suddenly the gray parrot gave a short laugh and explained:

"Do you… do you think I didn't take that into account? I designed it in such a way that it affected a very short distance from the origin point. It's practically needed to be in contact with the mobile, just as Huey's head is now."

"How do we know you aren't lying?" Gizmoduck asked suddenly, rolling a little closer to the villain. The Waddle CEO turned to look at him and arrogantly replied:

"Oh, believe me. I'm not lying, I wouldn't risk doing something that would put my own life at risk. Also, if this fails, I still have other functions in this phone that can serve me. For example nerve gas, of which I naturally have an antidote only for me. Can you imagine Huey being a victim of nerve gas? I think you don't want that."

Everyone stared at the gray parrot in shock, this bird was crazy! How could he threaten someone with something as dangerous as nerve gas? Webby knew from her granny this gas attacked the nervous system, hence the name, paralyzing the body and causing it to spasm and eventually… no! Beaks couldn't be serious!

The CEO smirked at their faces. He said:

"I imagined it."

The girl with the bow in her hair saw Donald growl. You could almost feel his anger growing at times, something that Mark seemed to ignore, because speaking in the same cheerful and threatening tone, the gray parrot threw his head towards back and kept talking without any shame or remorse:

"And besides, I also have a taser function. If you think that these two things are exaggerations of mine, I may can electrocute the boy before you until he dies. Of course, I warn you it would be long and painful… for him, of course, because, although he is unconscious, still feels the pain."

It was official, they had to take the phone from Beaks! Without it, he couldn't continue threatening Huey's life. It was imperative that the device be taken from that parrot.

Looking at the other two triplets, they both nodded looking at her too. Webby smiled, they had both come to the same conclusion as her. All they needed an opportunity, a distraction on Beaks' part to snatch his phone

"Beaks you're a monster!" Gizmoduck yelled suddenly. The force of the scream made everyone look at him in surprise. But the superhero only seemed to have eyes for the villain he had just yelled at.

The Waddle CEO looked at Gizmoduck with hatred and then yelled angrily:

"Maybe, but the boy is my ticket out of here. And I won't lose it! Now… where is Graves?"

"Missing in action," Louie said casually. From his tone it might've been a joke, but the green-dressed triplet was frowning and was looking at the CEO with a furious expression, as if indicating to Beaks there was no trick or deception in his words.

Beaks turned to him with a powerful scream:

"What?!"

Dewey stepped forward, like he wanted to protect his brother. Then explained to Beaks:

"He has been knocked out. And I think he will be out for a while."

Beaks's eyes widened in surprise and then he exclaimed:

"How did this happen?! No matter, I'll review it later with the security cameras."

The gray parrot closed his eyes, shaking his head. This was the time to attack! Webby ran and after standing next to Beaks, without him realizing it, the young girld did a back flip with which she hit the electronic device, causing it to jump through the air.

"My phone!" Beaks cried. The gray parrot directed a furious gaze first at the person who had attacked him, and immediately afterwards at the apparatus that had been his leverage against those who surrounded him. Obviously, he seemed ready to lunge for it, but Webby had other plans in mind.

Landing on three of her limbs, she turned to Gizmoduck and shouted:

"Now!"

The superhero seemed surprised at first, but he soon understood what Webby was telling him to do. After a brief nod, Gizmoduck reached out his robotic arms to grab Huey, freeing him from Beaks' captivity. The parrot's eyes widened in surprise when his protection was suddenly wrenched from his grasp.

"Damn!" he cursed, realizing what that meant.

Webby smiled. Huey was safe, out of reach. Now there was nothing to protect Beaks from the legendary fury of of the McDuck clan.

As if he knew what awaited him, the CEO looked at Donald with fear because the sailor-dressed duck had taken half a second to approach the gray parrot. Once in front of him, the angry uncle began to say dangerously:

"You kidnapped one of my boys. Tortured him. Made him believe we didn't love him. Threatened to kill him in front of us. You don't deserve to live!"

The girl dressed in pink saw how the gray parrot began to tremble visibly at Donald's voice and intense gaze. Then tremblingly, began to say:

"N-no please don't kill me"

Oh, oh, had he dared to…?

The sailor-dressed duck roared and pinned Beaks against a wall with his forearm, Donald yelled in his face:

"I'm going to make you pay for everything you've done to my nephew!"

Webby widened his eyes in fear. She knew Donald's fury was something to be feared, but… what would this fury be like applied to someone who knew perfectly well he had harmed his family? The young girl opened her beak to say something, but before she could do it, Scrooge came before her saying in a powerful voice:

"Lad!"

Donald didn't even turn to look at him, kept looking at a trembling Beaks with eyes full of immeasurable rage. Then he shouted for his uncle to listen to him:

"Don't get into this Uncle Scrooge!"

Webby saw the duck in a top hat grumble and approaching his nephew, put his hand on his shoulder and said:

"Donald, I know how you feel. Believe me. But he isn't important at the moment. Huey is more important. We must check if he is okay."

The eyes of the sailor-dressed duck widened in surprise at those words and after giving a sigh, he closed his eyes and said in a slightly trembling voice:

"You're right Uncle Scrooge."

The top hat duck nodded, causing Webby to release her breath that she didn't know she had been holding. To be honest, the young girl had feared her friends' uncle would do something he would regret later.

Suddenly Uncle Scrooge turned to her granny and called to her:

"Beakley?"

She nodded and replied:

"Yes, Mr. McDuck. I'll take care of the culprit. Go attend to Huey."

Webby looked to where Gizmoduck and Huey were. Dewey and Louie had already been there as well. Running to join her friends, the young girl saw Huey had been laid on the ground on his back. The head of the older triplet was slumped to the side, A pained expression adorning his features, and his breathing fast and shaky, as if he was having trouble bringing air to his lungs. He seemed… so weak, small, hurt… how could Beaks do something like that to him?

His uncles Donald and Scrooge weren't long in getting there, too, and Webby quickly saw Donald eyes widen in worry at the sight of his nephew. And it was logical he felt that way, because he had only seen him falling to the ground and already unconscious. He didn't know Huey was walking and talking before that. Tremblingly, Donald called to his nephew:

"Huey?"

The boy didn't answer. Webby felt her panic grow, Huey didn't look good, in fact his appearance was horrible.

"My sensors are scanning his constants." Gizmoduck said suddenly surprising everyone, as if to confirm what the superhero had just said, his suit started making a series of noises until it was finally momentarily silent. Within seconds an artificial voice began listing the results of his scan:

"State: unconscious

Body temperature: 39.5ºC (103.1ºF)

Malnutrition and severe dehydration

Heart rate: 150 bpm (beats per minute)

High blood pressure

Abrasions on both wrists

General condition: serious

Immediate medical attention is recommended or his condition could become critical."

Webby's eyes widened to their full capacity when she heard all of that, her breathing started to race. She could see Huey was sick, but she hadn't expected his condition to be close to critical. The young girl could feel tears in her eyes. This couldn't be real. This couldn't be happening! Webby shook her head and could hear Louie beside her whispering:

"No…"

Donald got up suddenly and without taking his eyes off his nephew, said to everyone:

"We've got to get him to the hospital right now."

Okay, I thought Webby was the best choice to write this chapter. Another one would have been Beakley, but I'm more used to write Webby, while Beakley… I've never written from her POV. And about this chapter, I thought Beaks would have some kind of tech weapon, and the best option for him to have a weapon, was to hide it on his phone. What do you think about that? Beaks can be lazy, narcissistic and hateful, but he's good with tech. For that reason I thought this could be something he could do. And after being defeated, he knew the one he had to fear the most was Donald… quite obvious, isn't it?

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: puppydogs68 and GiddyReflections for their reviews. Thank you very much, I really appreciate it!

Puppydogs68: That's true, all what Huey knows is what Beaks had told him, and it isn't too much, and also his family has appeared from whoknowswhere, this has to be… confusing to say the less. And yeah Donald's legendary anger is something to fear.

See you in the next chapter