HOW THE FUCK ARE WE AT 50 FUCKING CHAPTERS? LIKE JESUS GUYS, HOW AND WHY ARE YOU SO INVESTED IN THIS LONG ASS MOTHERFUCKING STORY XDDD! I LOVE ALL OF YOU SO FUCKING MUCH!

Guest: Yes, she is insane. Can she be redeemed? Let's find out :)

RANDOM: DAMN IT, RANDOM! GET ME ALONE WITH HER (that sounds creepy as hell) BUT GET ME ALONE WITH HER AGAIN! I NEED TO TALK TO HER! FUCK XDDD!

creatura726: I honestly leave Donald's voice up to the reader, so if you wanna hear Don Cheadle's, be my guest :DD I am also loving The Secret Stash of Scrooge McDuck!

Let's Dewey It: YOU'RE TOO KIND, MAN

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Orochi: Haven't heard from you in a while! I was wondering if you wanted to see some action between the couples before OTLTA finishes, and if you do, review your ideas! I deadass got so worried that you got bored of my story XDDD. Unfortunately, pool sex was a bust. And maybe they will ;)

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Chapter 50 already? Holy fuck…

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Huey waited for Violet to finish putting her swimsuit on.

"Okay, no peeking." she said.

"How can I even peek?" he asked with a small laugh. "You're in a changing room."

She opened the door. "How do I look?"

Huey's eyes widened. She wore a dazzling white bikini top that hugged her figure just right, and a dark purple velvet sarong that wrapped around her body and tucked at the waist.

"How do I look?" she asked, doing a little spin.

His knee began bouncing rapidly, and beads of sweat rolled down his neck.

"You don't like it?" she asked, pouting. "I thought it was a nice find."

He blushed harder. "I-I…" he managed to take a deep, shaky breath. "You look beautiful. Absolutely gorgeous, Violet."

He stood up, and wrapped his arms around her waist, gently kissing her.

A store clerk suddenly rounded the corner.

"O-oh, sorry!" a she said, blushing.

After she left, Huey and Violet laughed good naturedly. They bought the new swimsuit, and headed out and towards the car.

You will follow my orders… a small voice whispered.

Huey stopped in his tracks.

If you do everything I say, then everything will be okay…

Violet glanced at him worriedly.

Huey swallowed thickly. "V-Vi, do you hear something?"

She frowned. "I don't hear anything. Are you feeling alright?"

"Y-yeah. Let's go home."

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"Why are you wasting the C.I.L.E on him?" Infiltrator asked. "When you can use it on Scrooge McDuck?"

Infiltrator, of course, knew the answer to that. She was just trying to buy time for the sake of Henry, Reaper, and Sally. She had no clue what Henry's position was right now. Heron had been furious to learn that they had escaped, and usually took her frustration out on Infiltrator, who was used to it by this point.

Black Heron shot her an annoyed look. "Scrooge McDuck isn't an ordinary man. Do you know how many types of different types of protection he's layered on his house?"

Yes, she did.

Heron shook her head. "No, it'll be impossible to breach the walls that the mansion has. The only person out of the Manor is that boy, Huey Duck." She reached for Henry's file on him. "Hubert Duck, dating Violet Apollonia Sabrewing…." she scanned the file until she reached some important information. "Is prone to anger. Do not underestimate him."

She smirked. "Prone to anger, huh? Let's make things interesting."

ooo

Violet kept shooting worried glances at her boyfriend. His jaw was tightly clenched, his knuckles bone white as he clutches the steering wheel.

"Huey?" she asked gently.

Ignore her, Huey… the voice purred. Go home, take a break.

He slammed the brakes.

"Get out." he growled.

Violet raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"Not you," he said. "C-can't you hear it?"

"Huey, you're starting to scare me," she murmured, her voice soft. "Let's just go home, and we can figure this all out."

Huey nodded, and swallowed. He shakily reached for the gear shift, and Violet gently placed her hand on top of his.

"I'll drive," she said.

So, they switched spots. As Violet drove, and Huey leaned his head against the cool, glass window, trying to quell the throbbing sensation in his head. What was happening to him?

Suddenly, Huey felt the urge to look down at her arm, where the cuts from when her father had thrown glass at were still painfully visible, though they were in the final process of healing. His face grew red with anger, and he clenched his jaw.

"Fuck," Huey hissed.

Violet frowned. "What?"

He forcefully gripped onto her arm, and traced the cuts with his thumb. "Him. I'm going to kill your dad."

Violet shuddered at the contact. She usually felt a warm feeling whenever Huey touched her, but this one felt almost forced, and unwanted. She jerked her arm away from his grasp, and glared daggers at him.

"What the hell is going on with you? You're seriously starting to freak me out."

"What?" Huey asked incredulously.

"You—" Violet gasped, and clutched her head. Her hands automatically grasped the steering wheel, and her feet slammed the gas pedal against her will.

Huey glared at her, a sly smirk forming on his lips. Violet's head pressed deeper into the headrest, and tears ran down her face.

"What's happening?" she asked in a garbled voice.

"Nothing too big, sweetheart," Huey said, grinning. "Just the biggest world larceny of all time."

She finally gained enough willpower to look at him. His eyes weren't it'a usual dark colour, if you squinted hard enough, you could see that they were a startling grey. Dull, like all the willpower and freedom had been sucked out of him.

"World larceny…?" she asked in horror and shock. "F.O.W.L!"

Huey grinned. "Took you long enough."

"We beat you once, and we'll do it again!" Violet bit out through clenched teeth.

Huey scoffed. "But I've realized why you did so. That idiot Glomgold did as well, but I'm not interested in McDuck's death like he is, which is why my plan will work. I'll succeed."

"What's your game? What are you up to this time?" Violet demanded.

"Nice try," Huey chuckled. "But you're under my control now, Sabrewing. Now, let's go home."

"N-no!" Violet tried to reach for her phone and warn her friends, but Huey was ready for her. He grabbed her phone and tossed it out the window.

"You're mine," Huey smirked.

Her eyes slowly turned grey, and her mind went blank.

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They soared above Duckburg.

Henry glanced at the cliff where the C.I.L.E was in.

"Oh no." Sally murmured.

And then he saw it—the entire city was being controlled. Their motions were zombie-like, their actions disturbingly coordinated to one another's. Henry glanced at the sidewalk; everyone was standing exactly 4 feet apart, walking at the same pace, even going as far as using the same leg—right, left, right, left…

"At least your invention works…?" Sally offered.

"Always the optimist." Henry said bitterly.

"Enough," Reaper ordered. "I will drop the both of you if I have to."

"We need to get to McDuck." Sally said.

"Over my dead body!" Henry snapped.

Reaper seethed. "Henry, put your bitter feelings aside for just a moment, and think rationally! You really think your mother's going to welcome us back with open arms?! We're fugitives now, we're no longer F.O.W.L agents! Our best chance to stop her is to team up with McDuck."

Henry growled.

"It's either join them," Reaper said, referring to the zombie-like citizens of Duckburg. "Or stop her."

Sally piped up. "Don't forget, Infiltrator's life is at risk too."

"Fuck," Henry hissed. "I'll work with McDuck… as long as he promises not to kill her."

Reaper darkened. "I can't guarantee Heron's life will be spared, but I know Scrooge won't harm her directly, unless it's out of self defense."

"Why do you even care?" Sally spat venomously. "She betrayed you!"

"Despite her madness, she's still my mother," Henry murmured. "I need to face her."

Sally softened. "Henry, I… oh no."

"What is it?" Henry asked.

As they flew above Killmotor Hill, they saw the McDuck family.

All against one another.

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Louie gritted his teeth, and swung his khopesh at Scrooge. Scrooge blocked the blade easily with his cane S.H.U.S.H had provided him with, and kicked his nephew squarely in the chest. The khopesh flew out of Louie's grasp, and he fell backwards with a loud grunt.

On the other end, Violet was throwing quick jabs at Huey. He dodged each one, and with a yell he gave everything he had into his power, and slammed into Violet making her scream. She flew backwards and Huey stalked towards her.

Before he could get close, Violet was on her feet again, grabbing Louie's discarded khopesh. Her eye was swollen shut but she looked even more murderous and she slashed out at him with the khopesh in a deadly arc. Huey was quick as he dodged her strike, but he wasn't prepared for the kick that hit him right in the tenders. His face puckered, and his hand covered the sensitive area. Huey refused to scream, but he did back up quickly. He wanted to curl up into a ball or throw up, he felt sick to his stomach but he knew he'd have to shake it off. He wasn't going to let Violet beat him.

He gritted his teeth. "You wanna play that way huh?" he snarled.

Huey faked a punch to the right, she believed him but instead he threw a hard punch to her boob. She let out a yelp and wrapped her arm around the top of her torso.

"Mother of god! That was low!" She growled as a shooting pain erupted throughout her chest.

Huey snorted. "You kicked me in my dick! You had it coming!" he argued.

He glanced at the fountain that was still in pieces from Reaper and Infiltrator's battle last night. Huey grabbed a thick shard of marble, and armed himself.

Before she saw it coming, Huey had taken a swipe at her stomach with the shard of marble. She jumped back, but the blade still grazed her stomach, she howled in pain, but to Huey's surprise she was quick. With a sharp thrust she impaled the khopesh in his thigh, making him cry out in agony. His vision turned a red with anger, and he smacked Violet across the jaw, making her stumble backwards and drop the khopesh. Huey grabbed the khopesh, and smirked.

She looked infuriated and spat blood from her mouth, she rushed towards him again and took a swipe at his head. Huey predicted this and in return he nimbly dodged and spun with the sword outstretched. Violet let out a loud yelp of pain; he had clipped her cheek much to his satisfaction.

Before he could advance, a much larger body slammed into him. Huey looked up to find the face of Beakley staring down at him.

Towards the gates of the mansion, Lena fired purple blasts of magic towards Webby. She fired one towards a tree, and the tree was immediately engulfed by purple flames. Webby narrowly dodged the flaming tree as it fell, and glared daggers at Lena. She fired her grappling hook, and the metal hook smacked Lena right in the jaw. Lena's head threw back, and she spit out blood. Webby wasn't done yet. She grabbed Lena by the collar, and pummeled her with her fists. Once she was sure Lena was knocked unconscious, she focused on Dewey.

"They're going to kill each other! We need to get down there!" Sally screamed. Her panic worsened when she saw Dewey grab a hammer from Donald's toolbox.

"If we fly any lower, we'll be within the C.I.L.E's range, and you two will be under Heron's control." Reaper argued. "Henry, there has to be a weakness in the C.I.L.E, something your mother doesn't have access to!"

Henry's eyes widened with realization, and he pulled out his phone. "The electromagnetic sound waves!"

Sally scoffed. "The what?!"

But Reaper understood. "The C.I.L.E runs on soundwaves, if we emit another electromagnetic pulse, then it'll interfere with the signal, and disrupt any other soundwaves within a mile."

"I understood every third word you just said, but okay!" Sally exclaimed.

Below them, Webby shoved Dewey forwards. He snarled before taking a swing at her head. Her eyes widened and she ducked before tackling him. His hammer flew out of his hands and he punched Webby in the throat making her gag and lose her grip on him. He managed to get on top of her quickly and slam his fingers into a sensitive pressure point on her neck. She went limp and he stood to his feet.

Meanwhile, Huey glared as Violet laid there rasping for breath. Her eye was black, blood trickled from her mouth, and her dull, grey eyes looked up at him fearfully. He was now over her with his khopesh raised to make the final blow. The voice continued whispering deceit to him as his thoughts polluted his mind. Right before he brought the khopesh down a voice called out to him.

"ENOUGH!"

As if a spell had been broken, everyone stopped. They blinked, confused.

"W-was I about to stab you, Vi?" Huey asked shakily.

"I'm afraid so," she said, just as terrified.

Scrooge was breathing heavily. "W-what just happened?"

Reaper flew down.

"I think I can tell you." Henry said, standing up. "But we need to go inside. The C.I.L.E won't be knocked out forever."

"Who are you?" Donald asked.

He faced them. "I'm Henry Heron-Muncher. The son of Steelbeak and Black Heron." He glanced at Webby, who was just waking up. "I was named after your father."

Scrooge was still skeptical.

"Listen, I know this looks weird," Sally said, stepping forward. "But all of you guys just tried killing each other, and you might've actually done it, if not for us. I think we've earned your trust."

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Heron cursed. "I can't get into anyone's head near McDuck Manor."

Infiltrator inwardly cheered. So her brother and friends had made it!

"What?" Infiltrator asked, pretending to be shocked.

Heron growled, and stalked towards the robot. "I'm not stupid. I know you and my son's disappearance are connected. So watch your back, Infiltrator, and pray that I don't shorten your name down to traitor." she hissed.

And with that hanging in the air, Heron walked away.

ooo

Everyone was in stable condition. Louie, Lena, Violet, and Dewey were all resting upstairs. Donald, Scrooge, Huey, and Webby were stable enough to stay awake, and they all sat in the TV Room. As Duckworth patched everyone up, Henry was just about finished telling his story.

"So you wanted revenge." Scrooge said mutely.

"It was a lax mission. It wasn't supposed to be taken this seriously." Henry said bitterly.

Sally spoke up. "But once Heron came in, she changed everything. She slowly gained control over Henry's project, and eventually betrayed him."

Huey was furious. "So you came to us as a last resort?!"

"I didn't—" Henry tried, but Huey cut him off angrily.

"If you hadn't made the machine in the first place, we wouldn't be in this position right now!" he said, wildly gesturing to his injured friends and family. "Violet needed over fourty stitches, Lena looks like a smashed cantaloupe, Beakley's fists are dripping with blood… what the fuck were you trying to prove?!"

"Calm down, Huey." Webby warned, though he had every right to be pissed at Henry. "You need to take it easy."

"Miss Webbigail is right, Master Hubert," Duckworth said mutely. "Please calm down."

Huey took a deep breath. "That machine… it almost made me kill my girlfriend, it drained the willpower out of me… fuck you, Henry."

"Listen—" Henry warned, not liking Huey's tone one bit.

Sally sighed, and intervened before a fight could ensue. "Huey, is it? I get that you're angry with Henry, but we have bigger problems! Heron's controlling all of Duckburg as we speak."

"That's not our problem, you got yourself into it, you can get yourselves out!" the eldest triplet snapped angrily.

"No lad," Scrooge spoke up. "It is our problem. Della killed Steelbeak, Heron's husband. Her son, future daughter in law, and robot have all escaped here. It involves us whether we like it or not."

Donald nodded. "We need to get ourselves out of this mess."

Huey seethed. "Well, even if we do, we can't stay in the mansion and be protected forever. Heron's plan is working as we speak! Who knows what's happening?!"

"I understand you want to take action, Master Hubert," Duckworth said softly. "But please consider the wellbeing of your friends and brothers. They're hurt, and need time to rest."

He let out a huff.

"The best thing you can do right now is stand down." Scrooge sighed.

"But Uncle Scrooge!"

"My decision is final, Huey," Scrooge said darkly. "Don't do anything that could get yourself killed, lad. Duckworth, take these two to their rooms," he said, nodding to Huey and Webby. "And prepare a room for our guests."

"Uncle Scrooge!" Huey protested.

"Ooh, living in a mansion!" Sally piped up.

"Guests?" Henry asked incredulously.

"For now," Scrooge smirked. "But one false move, and I'm shipping you back to mommy, and she'll decide what to do with you."

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Huey knelt next to Violet's bed, gently holding her hand, staring at her various injuries. He had done this to her. A few tears made their way down his face, and he sniffled.

"I'm so sorry," he whispered.

"Don't be," a voice said behind him.

Huey turned around. "Lena… hey."

"Sorry to intrude, nerd." Lena smiled.

He managed a smile. "It's alright. How's your face?"

Lena stepped forward. "Not bad. I used some magic to speed up the healing process. Don't worry, I used some on the others. I came here to work on Vi."

And she was right. As she got closer, Huey saw that her bruises were starting to heal quickly.

"How are you holding up?" she asked as she tended to Violet's wounds.

Huey watched in awe as the purple magic washed over her, swirling around her wounds. "Not good. I… I hurt her."

Lena's eyes flashed an angry purple, and Huey gulped

"I hope you do know it's not your fault." Lena murmured, letting the purple magic wash over Violet like a blanket. Huey watched in awe as it cocooned around her.

"I… it's like my mind refuses to believe it. Have you ever done something against your will?" he asked desperately.

Lena stopped healing Violet, and stared at him in disbelief. Huey blushed.

"S-sorry. I forgot about Magica." he frowned.

Lena nodded, and continued working on Violet. "It took me years to forgive myself, and convince myself that it wasn't my fault. Sure, I first befriended Webby for the sake of the dime, but… she took over me. She possessed me, and then banished me to the Shadow Realm, like I was some sort of dog…" she shuddered. "And then today, once I felt my willpower slowly start to go away, and once I felt like a robot, I couldn't help but panic. I thought she was back."

Huey's heart broke. "God, Lena… I'm so sorry."

She took a deep shaky breath. "She doesn't define me… and I know it wasn't my fault. The Shadow War wasn't my fault, it was Magica's. You attacking Vi wasn't your fault. It was Heron's," she sighed. "Talk to her when she wakes up. And stop blaming yourself for what happened."

"Still, I can't imagine what it was like for you."

"It's no big deal," she said matter-of-factly. "Now, take off your shirt."

"Excuse me?" Huey asked, shocked.

"You heard me," Lena said, staring at him.

"I-I don't think that's—" Huey tried stammering, his face growing red, but Lena huffed.

"Jeez, Huey, I don't want to get it on with you, especially not while your girlfriend is lying right there," she rolled her eyes. "Look, I know you got hurt too."

"I can handle it," Huey tried, but she swatted his hands away.

"Let someone take care of you for once," she said firmly. Huey was still for a moment, then nodded and relaxed somewhat.

"Thank you, Lena," he said gratefully, lying on the bed next to Violet.

He shut his eyes, and emitted a soft sigh as Lena's magic consumed him—it felt pleasant, and Huey felt his eyes grow heavy. As soon as Lena heard his deep, even breaths, she smiled and left the room, shutting the door behind her.

ooo

Henry wasn't sure how to feel about the mansion—whether it was a prison, or a place to crash while his mom took over the world wasn't exactly clear to him. Sally, however, was making herself at home. She disappeared inside the bathroom, and eventually, she came back out, wearing nothing but her panties.

"S-Sally?" he asked, confused. Of course he loved the 'sexual intercourse' aspect of their relationship, but to be doing it now seemed a little bit odd, especially in a mansion filled with people who hated his guts.

Sally didn't seem to care about that, however. She strode towards him, and swung her leg over Henry's waist, wasting no time as she straddled him.

"I don't know what's going to happen," she said quietly, unbuttoning his shirt. "Your mom's out there, god knows what she's up to… I'm scared Henry."

Henry shrugged out of his shirt and gently kissed her. "Sal, I'll always come back to you."

"I know that, you promised me that when you asked me to marry you…" she said shakily. "When I learned that you were a F.O.W.L agent, I knew that the possibility of losing you was high… I'm just not ready to face that possibility yet."

"Sally…" Henry said sadly.

"Hush," she said softly. "I want you tonight. All of you, Henry Muncher."

He gulped. "Sal, there's a reason we've been using protection. What if—"

"I don't care about the risks," she interrupted sternly. "We're doing this, Henry."

She kissed him, and he didn't bother arguing with her—once Sally's mind was made up, it was almost impossible to change her mind.

So, he flipped them over.

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This was a Huey and Violet based chapter, so I have a…

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Would you like a Louie x Lena based chapter next?

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A Dewey x Webby based chapter?

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—Jordan :))