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Lena furiously kept working on her handcuffs.
Louie had been paying them a visit everyday for the past week to taunt them about Steelbeak's plan on releasing Black Heron from her prison in St. Canard, and today was the day they were supposed to leave. Lena couldn't let him go. If Louie did leave with Steelbeak, then he was a goner. He would be classified as a criminal, and would lead a destructive life. She needed to save him.
"Got it!" Lena exclaimed.
"Got what?" Dewey asked.
She held up her hands and the unlocked handcuffs. Huey's eyes widened in amazement.
"How did you…?" he asked with a grin.
Lena smirked, and started to undo the others' handcuffs. "I have my ways. Now, we need to stop Louie and rescue your mother."
"How are we getting out of here?" Huey asked, rubbing his swollen wrists.
Lena frowned. "I…"
Bleakley growled. "Leave that to me."
She rammed her full body weight into the metal bars. The old, rusty bars shuddered underneath her massive body.
"Granny!" Webby cried.
"Careful 22!" Scrooge snapped.
Beakley ignored him and threw herself against the cells again, and this time, it cracked. The rest of the gang watched in amazement as she crashed through the metal bars.
She picked up one of the discarded metal bars and swung it at an oncoming Eggmen.
"You boys want to fight?!" she snarled, glaring at the others who were advancing.
The Eggmen said nothing as they gave the gang back their cellphones and handed Scrooge his cane. Lena glared at them until they handed her a taser and a baton.
"Now," Scrooge said. "Who's ready to stop Steelbeak and rescue Della?"
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Louie was lying down on the leather couch in Steelbeak's office, his eyes closed. Someone tapped his shoulder and Louie found himself face to face with Reaper, offering him a glass of whiskey. Louie waved the killer robot off dismissively. Something told him not to drink any booze, though he couldn't quite place his finger on it. He stood up and set his blazer on the coat rack nearby, leaving him in his black vest. He ran his fingers through his hair, lightly messing it up, and felt a sudden sense of trepidation. Why did something feel amiss?
Louie frowned, and turned to Steelbeak, who had been typing away at his computer.
"Something's wrong." Louie muttered.
Steelbeak looked up from his screen with a deep scowl. "What is?"
Louie glared at him. "I'm not sure, but I think that it's the prisoners."
He waved him off dismissively. "It's nothing, kid. You're overthinking it."
Louie frowned. "But sir-"
"Stand down. That's an order." Steelbeak warned.
Louie growled. "Whatever. I need to smoke."
He left Steelbeak's lair and walked towards the roof. Steelbeak caught his arm.
"Where are you going?" Steelbeak asked quickly.
"The roof, where else?" Louie growled.
"You can't go there!" he yelped.
Louie narrowed his eyes, taking notice of Steelbeak's sudden nervousness.
"Why?" he asked.
"Because I said so." Steelbeak snarled.
Louie scowled. "That's not a good enough reason for me."
"You want me to make it one?" Steelbeak growled menacingly.
"Are you threatening me?" Louie asked, a glint of amusement amusement dancing in his eyes.
Steelbeak faltered when he saw Louie's confident gaze. He showed no signs of fear. Louie would absolutely love it if Steelbeak attacked.
"No." Steelbeak said through gritted teeth.
"I'll do what you want, sir," Louie said, dragging on the word 'sir' sarcastically. "But don't get in my way next time."
Louie shoved past his boss and walked downstairs so he could smoke…
Only to come face to face with his family.
"Oh goodie," Louie groaned, rolling his eyes. "Let's just get this over with."
Before Louie could grab his khopesh, Lena roughly pinned him up against the wall, handcuffing him. Webby took away the khopesh, and Scrooge took away his lighter and cigarettes. Huey and Dewey checked him for any other weapons, and after concluding that he didn't carry any, Beakley slung him over her shoulder like he was a sack of potatoes.
"You'll never stop us." Louie taunted.
"Zip it." Huey snapped.
Louie rolled his eyes. "Steelbeak will know you're coming. And you fools are nothing against that robot."
Dewey stepped aside to slide off his sock and stuff it into Louie's mouth. Louie's eyes widened in disbelief and anger, and Huey chuckled. They continued marching upstairs and towards Steelbeak's office.
"Stop!" a shrill voice behind then demanded.
About a dozen armed Eggmen stood behind them. Huey, Dewey, and Lena exchanged knowing glances and smirked.
"You, Webby, and Ms. B go upstairs and stop Steelbeak. We'll handle it down here." Huey said.
"Huey," Scrooge tried.
"Go!" Huey snapped.
Lena practically flung herself onto the Eggmen and half of them, along with herself, tumbled down the spiraling stairs of the old lighthouse.
"Lena!" Huey cried.
"YOU LITTLE TURDS!" Lena screamed from downstairs.
"She'll be okay." Dewey grinned.
Dewey frowned when one of them came at him, spinning a switchblade. Dewey grabbed his wrist, and knocked off his helmet, slamming his head into the wall. Huey was having trouble keeping himself balanced on the staircase, but managed to kick one in the solar plexus. Dewey launched himself at another one, and threw her off the railing. After about 10 minutes, the two brothers successfully managed to fight off all of the Eggmen. They grew worried about Lena, but a few moments later, Lena casually returned upstairs with a bloodied baton. Huey and Dewey stared at her in shock and admiration.
"Halt!" another voice commanded, this time in front of them.
Lena rolled her eyes. "God, I hate these morons. They're like weeds! They keep popping up!" she snapped, before glaring at the Eggmen. "Did you not just see half of your team get beat up by 3 teenagers?"
She twirled her baton in her hand, ready to advance, but Huey held her back, feeling a sudden sense of trepidation. Something about this particular Eggmen was off. He had no weapons, he wasn't in any position to fight, and he knew he was outnumbered and outmatched.
So why was he so eerily confident?
Huey glanced at Dewey, who was also studying the Eggmen intensely. They stayed like that for a while: in a silent standoff.
"Listen," Huey began calmly. "We don't want to fight you."
The Eggmen ignored Huey, and calmly put on a gas mask. Huey, Dewey, and Lena frowned at him. The Eggmen snapped his fingers, and a faint, green gas flowed out of the air vents.
"What the hell is that?!" Dewey snapped, scowling at the gas.
The gas hit them, and it smelled sickly sweet, like mint. The worst part was that it felt almost addicting, and they suddenly felt compelled to inhale some more.
"S-stop… breathing this stuff in," Huey weakly told his friends. "It's an incapacitating agent."
Huey felt his knees buckle and he gripped onto the railing to keep him balanced. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Dewey collapse and fall backwards, and safely into a pair of gloved hands. Huey gritted his teeth. They were getting captured all over again! He weakly tried to walk upstairs and grab the Eggmen, but everything started to go in slow motion. His vision became blurry and unfocused, and he felt himself slowly slipping in and out of consciousness.
"I-I can't… stay awake." Lena muttered right behind him, sounding miserable.
But Huey felt like she was miles away. Her voice was distorted.
Then, everything went black.
Meanwhile, uptairs, Beakley faced Steelbeak while Scrooge and Webby dealt with Reaper. They were making good progress too. Scrooge kept the robot distracted while Webby attacked it with all of her might. Webby grabbed Scrooge's cane, and whacked the robot in its ruby red eye. It's eye flickered, and it scowled. Reaper angrily grabbed Webby and Scrooge using its powerful metal arms, and electrocuted them. They screamed.
"Webby!" Beakley cried, momentarily distracted from her fight.
Steelbeak used it as an opportunity to knock Beakley out cold.
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Ugh… where am I?
Webby struggled to break free of her bonds as the metal monster seemed to look around the room, then at its captives. She couldn't believe how easily this thing managed to subdue not only her, but also her granny and Scrooge. Then a door swung open and from it emerged Steelbeak. She was instantly filled with hate at the sight of him, until she saw what he was carrying, the unconscious form of Huey, while dragging Dewey as well. Her heart seemed to stop as she saw Steelbeak through Dewey closer into view, fearing that he was dead, but released a held breath when he groaned and got up onto his hands and knees. Two assistants pulled through the struggling form of Lena, who was cursing at them mercilessly.
Webby, thankful that Dewey was alright, turned her attention to the robot, who Steelbeak had joined at the center of the room.
"What do you want, murderer?" she snarled out. "Come to finish the job you started years ago?"
Mrs Beakley's eyes widened at her granddaughter's tone, shaking her head at Webby in an attempt to convince her not to continue with what she was doing, an attempt that Webby ignored. Much to Webby's surprise, it was the robot that answered.
"That is something that you'll figure out very, very soon." he said in a raspy voice.
It slowly approached Webby, the red LED lights now focused on her. Suddenly, Webby felt something cold grip her heart as the robot lowered itself so that its head was almost in line with hers.
"For now, we have to have a certain chat about your actions, shouldn't we?" Reaper said, slightly cocking its head, its metallic face unreadable. "You tried to kill my boss, failing of course, yet you were so sure of yourself in your...arrogance, vengeance? Whatever it is, you didn't think we would find you so quickly, and expect us to even take you down, much less everyone here." It shook its head. "I'm very disappointed with you. Your father would never make those mistakes."
"You knew my father?" Webby asked, her anger at the robots words instantly forgotten. She looked over at Dewey for a split second, spotting that he was looking at her with an easily read expression of concern for her, something that seemed to fill her with happiness that Dewey was focused on her wellbeing.
"Indeed, though that is a tale for another time. For now, we have to discuss about Actions and Consequences."
Reaper got up and strode to one of the Eggmen that Lena had beaten with her baton.
"This man here let you through to attempt your... objective and in turn failed in his duty." Reaper turned back towards Webby, though he motioned to the grunt with his hand. "Action..."
In an instant, his hand morphed into a device that was used to plunge into the grunt's collarbone in a gruesome, yet very precise manner that did not kill, yet the Eggmen screamed with pain. The device, as quickly as it entered, exited the body and the Eggmen collapsed on the ground, clutching his wound. The device morphed back into the hand, but a green light was flashing on the forearm.
"Consequence." was all Reaper said as the light turned red and the grunt exploded. Webby gasped in horror as she alternated between looking at the corpse and looking at the robot. Steelbeak merely smirked at the reactions from the captive Duck family.
"Now", the robot nonchalantly continued speaking, as if discussing a simple topic, "We have discussed your actions, now let's discuss your consequences."
'No, no, no' Webby thought to herself, filled with dread from its words. The dread turned into outright horror as the robot walked over and faced the now standing Dewey, who glared at him back with what seemed like defiance and anger.
Reaper continued coldly. "Who this man is to you, I cannot specify to the letter, but from the way your heart rate increased with passion when you tried to sneak a look at him identifies him as your love interest. Love interest, boyfriend, lover, it matters not."
It's head twisted to face her. "Your actions almost lead to the death of Steelbeak Now your consequence..."
Webby cried out in horror as what happened to the grunt seemed to repeat in front of her eyes as the robot attacked Dewey, inserting what she assumed to be a bomb into his neck. As the robot released, Dewey crumpled to the floor, still awake, clutching his open wound, his eyes never leaving webby. She struggled to get out with all her strength, but then she saw Dewey shake his head, smiling in a grim fashion. His message was clear: 'Don't do anything that'll get yourself killed. You're worth so much to me for me to allow that in favour of my death'
Tears welled in Webby's eyes as the robot approached her, the flashing light on its arm visible for all to see.
"Don't worry, I'm not going to kill him now, only due to the respect I had for your father, and that you failed to kill Steelbeak. But know this: If you ever go against F.O.W.L again, if you ever try to hunt down and kill Steelbeak once again, if you even think about removing that bomb from your 'friend', I will blow him up." Its eyes flashed red. "Actions and Consequences."
Louie walked in, obviously furious from being handcuffed and gagged with a sock. "We're ready to departure to St. Canard, sir."
Steelbeak nodded. "Let's go."
Suddenly…
CRASH!
Dozens of Eggmen were scattered from the impact of the plane crash. Webby had neve even happier to see the pilot.
"SORRY TO CRASH THE PARTY!" Launchpad grinned wildly.
Donald was the first one out, glaring daggers at Steelbeak. "Get away from my FAMILY!"
Violet hopped out of the Sunchaser, grabbed an Eggmen's taser, and electrocuted Reaper. The robot crumpled like a sack of bricks.
"No!" Steelbeak cried. "Get her Louie!"
Louie was already one step ahead of him though. He advanced on Violet, khopesh in hand. He swung at her, but Violet, who'd obviously been through much worse than a simple sword fight in the past few hours, punched Louie in the throat and kicked his groin. Louie groaned. Violet grabbed the khopesh, and brought it down on Webby's ropes. Webby immediately rushed to Dewey, cupping his face and quickly kissed him.
"Are you okay?! Does it hurt?" she fussed.
He managed a small smile. "Not one bit."
Webby worked on freeing the others from their restraints, while Launchpad tried to get the Sunchaser back into the air. Donald dealt with the reinforcements, and started pounding every last Eggmen in a fire of rage. Once Huey broke free, he and Violet walked over to Reaper's unconscious body, and worked on rewiring the robots manifold. Steelbeak ran upstairs to the roof, and Della's prison, and Dewey, Scrooge, and Beakley followed him.
Louie dealt with Lena.
"Louie!" she snapped. "Enough!"
Louie raised his fist, but Lena quickly grabbed his wrist and pushed his face down against the table.
Lena growled. "Why doesn't Steelbeak let you go upstairs?!"
"I don't know!" Louie snapped, writhing to get out of her grasp.
She pushed his face down harder. "Because he's keeping your mother hostage, and he's been keeping her hostage for the past decade!"
Louie hesitated. "What are you talking about?"
"I mean," Lena continued. "You never worked for Steelbeak. He has you under his control and you have two brothers! Have you ever wondered why you three looked identical?!"
"You're lying. Steelbeak would never…"
Lena grabbed the TV remote and turned on the TV. On the screen, they could easily see Dewey freeing Della while Scrooge and Beakley fought Steelbeak.
Louie's eyes turned back to normal. "Mom?"
She grinned. "Glad to have you back. But I am so kicking your ass when we get home!"
Louie dusted off his suit and sprinted upstairs to help his family, with Lena right behind him. Launchpad finally got the Sunchaser into the airs. Webby and Donald finished fighting the Eggmen and joined their family upstairs. Violet and Huey were still rewiring the killer robot.
"Almost there!" Violet said, her eyebrows knitted together in intense concentration
There was a hissing noise and the robot popped back to life, only its eyes were a vibrant green.
"Hello!" it greeted.
Huey rolled his eyes.
Upstairs, Dewey, Louie, and Lena helped free Della. Scrooge and Ms. Beakley managed to subdue Steelbeak. He was on his knees, handcuffed. Scrooge stripped him down to his boxer shorts and he held his head down in shame.
"You've been torturing my sister for 10 years?! Donald demanded.
Steelbeak said nothing. Lena helped Della limp towards them.
"Webby." Scrooge said, beckoning her forward.
Webby faced her parents' killer.
"It's your call." Dewey said quietly. "What do you want to do with him?"
She glared at him. "As much as I want to kill you and watch you choke on your own blood…"
Steelbeak remained silent.
"I can't. My parents would never have resorted to revenge," she said coldly. "I'm not forgiving you, and I never will you lowlife. But you deserve to rot in a prison cell for thousands of years. You'll pay for all the crimes you've committed. " she spat.
Webby turned away.
BANG!
"DELLA, NO!" Scrooge screamed.
They watched in horror as Steelbeak slumped forward, a bullet hole lodged in his forehead.
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