Darcy had the gas pedal to the metal as the car zoomed down the now dark
streets of St. Canard. The streetlights were just beginning to come on, and
she was actually surprised that a cop hadn't pulled her over yet for her
reckless driving. But she found out why when she turned on the radio in
hopes of any leads on her abducted husband as she scanned the side streets
for any signs. An announcement had been broadcasted just as she turned on
the radio to be rid of the silence in the car, since neither she nor
Celeste had said a word to each other. The urgent bulletin was informing
the city of a hostage situation taking place on the corner of 3rd and
Feather.
With a slight twinge of hope, Darcy turned down a street on the left, heading straight for the said location. No sooner had she turned a corner when she forced to slam on the breaks to prevent plowing right into a crowd of gathered people gawking up at an old building. There were also dozens of patrol cars scattered about with uniformed officers hurrying about. Darcy quickly pulled herself out of the car, hurried to the other side, then reached in and grabbed Celeste, yanking her roughly out of the car, "Come on!"
"Alright, alright!" Celeste responded gruffly, purposely dragging her feet as she's pulled along, "I can WALK, you know..!"
Darcy ignored her snide remarks and hustled through the crowd, looking for anyone who could inform her of what was transpiring. Finally spotting a group of cops, she hustled over to the nearest officer, who was conversing with another and looking up at the building, "What's going on??"
The officer didn't bother looking at her and just kept looking up at the building with a professional expression, "We've got Negaduck up there holding a hostage. Apparently, we didn't see this one coming; it was a spontaneous action. The hostage is a male in his late thirties, well dressed in a suit, goatee..."
"That's Laszlo! My husband!" she replied in a panicked tone, "He was suddenly missing earlier and...Wait, did you say 'Negaduck..??"
As if it was a stupid question, the officer rolled his eyes and nodded before returning to the crowd, ushering the stray civilians back onto the sidewalk. Darcy merely stared up at the building with wide, bewildered eyes.
"Told you so..." Celeste quipped with a grin.
"You keep quiet!" she snapped back, glaring down at her for a long moment before returning her gaze back up to the building, her expression being both that of worry and hate.
There were various gasps from the crowd as a cloud of blue smoke suddenly appeared in the center of the street directly in front of the building, announcing the arrival of the city's resident crimefighter, "I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the thorn in the paw of crime! I...am Darkwiiiiing Duck!!" he declared dramatically with a flash his cape. He put on a smug grin as a few flashbulbs went off in his direction, then strolled over to the chief of police, beginning to converse with him about the details of what is going on.
The familiar voice that was just a tenor higher than that of Negaduck's caused Celeste to perk her head up, looking around anxiously. She spotted Darkwing over by the group of officers and hurried over to him while Darcy was busy gawking, "Darkwing!!"
"Huh??" Darkwing responded as he spun around in surprise, looking around for the source of the voice that had just called his name. He then looked down with surprise as he recognized Celeste standing in front of him, "Celeste?? Err...ahem! Hello there, little lady! Want an autograph?? Come right over here...!" he attempted to cover up casually. He ushered her over to a non-crowded area where they wouldn't be noticed and bent down to whisper to her, "What are you doing here, little missy?? This is a crime scene!"
"What am I doing here?? Trying to get away from HER!" she answered, nodding to her mother. She suddenly began to tremble, then jumped forward, latching onto him in a firm hug, "My parents are here for me! Don't let them take me back, Uncle Drake! That's why Dad's doing this, he's trying to save me! Please don't let them take me back! I'll never see any of you again!!" she pleaded, still clutching his purple jacket desperately.
Darkwing's eyes went wide in dumbfounded shock as she clung to him, shifting his eyes to the left, then to the right to make sure no one was directly watching them, "Eheh...That's 'Darkwing' in public, kiddo. And well, umm...Wait a minute, your PARENTS? As in your BIOLOGICAL parents??"
She nodded once in reply, still visibly shaking, "They got the police convinced that Dad was abusing me so they could take me away...They're just after some money or something. So my dad took him...my biological father..to make them give me back!" she paused, then tilted her head to look right up into his eyes with her own teary ones, "You know he'd never hurt me, you know it. Please help me...please help him get me home again!"
"Errr...well..." Darkwing began to reply with a cringe, looking from Celeste, to Darcy who was gazing up at the building frantically, then looked up at the building himself, "My job is to get justice done, kiddo...even if that means getting a convicted felon his daughter back..." he answered with a slight smile.
Celeste looked up at him with large, hopeful eyes as she smiled widely. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she gave him a quick, grateful hug and whispered, 'Thank you so much..."
He chuckled in reply as he gave her a light pat on the head, then looked at her sincerely, "I can't make any promises though, kiddo. Although I WILL do my best..." With that said, he turned and strutted off through the crowd, "Make way! Once side! Hero coming through!"
As he walked away, Celeste sniffled with a slight smile and wiped her tears away with her sleeve. If there was anyone else she could trust aside from her father, it was Darkwing Duck, her chosen uncle.
"Everyone outta my way!" Darkwing ordered as he attempted to shove himself through the crowd towards the building, "Darkwing Duck is here to save the...GACK!" he suddenly yelped as he was yanked back by the cape, "Hey! What's the big idea??" he seethed, turning around to glare into the angry eyes of Darcy.
"You! Get up there and find out what that yellow-jacketed jerk is doing with my husband and what he wants!" she ordered, shoving a finger in his bill to make her point.
Darkwing scoffed and pried her fingers from his cape, "Hey, easy on the cape, lady! I'm going to...Hey, you're Celeste's mother, aren't you?"
Impatiently, she nodded with a scowl, "Yes, but what does that have to do with anything??"
A dark scowl suddenly spread across Darkwing's face, "Apparently it has to do with EVERYTHING...That criminal up there is holding your husband hostage in exchange to get his daughter back!" he informed, pointing up at the building.
"What are you talking about??" Darcy asked, clearly perplexed. The only response she received was him pointing at Celeste, giving her a reassuring nod, then angrily storming towards the building.
When the pieces finally began to fall into place, Darcy's eyes went wide before narrowing into a glare towards the building, then turned her glance at Celeste, "Your 'father' was Negaduck the whole time??"
She shrugged innocently, "What, did I forget to mention that? Silly me..."
A scoff escape Darcy's delicate bill as she rolled her eyes, "I see how it is...he needs something to boost his image on the side of justice, so he adopts a kid. Typical use..."
The comment only succeeded in making Celeste's eyes flare up in rage, clenching her fists angrily, "That's not true! He loves me!"
"Even if it is true, it just goes to show that at least ONE person does..!" Darcy shot back with a glare, rubbing the words in like salt in a wound.
Celeste glared right back, leaning forward challengingly, "It IS true! I'm his little girl, and he's my father. And NO ONE is going to take that away from us!"
Her mother merely scoffed, "We shall see about that..." she hissed, turning away and storming off into the crowd. Seconds later, she was out of sight, and Celeste took this opportunity. Without a second though, she sneaked across the police lines and darted for the building.
With a slight twinge of hope, Darcy turned down a street on the left, heading straight for the said location. No sooner had she turned a corner when she forced to slam on the breaks to prevent plowing right into a crowd of gathered people gawking up at an old building. There were also dozens of patrol cars scattered about with uniformed officers hurrying about. Darcy quickly pulled herself out of the car, hurried to the other side, then reached in and grabbed Celeste, yanking her roughly out of the car, "Come on!"
"Alright, alright!" Celeste responded gruffly, purposely dragging her feet as she's pulled along, "I can WALK, you know..!"
Darcy ignored her snide remarks and hustled through the crowd, looking for anyone who could inform her of what was transpiring. Finally spotting a group of cops, she hustled over to the nearest officer, who was conversing with another and looking up at the building, "What's going on??"
The officer didn't bother looking at her and just kept looking up at the building with a professional expression, "We've got Negaduck up there holding a hostage. Apparently, we didn't see this one coming; it was a spontaneous action. The hostage is a male in his late thirties, well dressed in a suit, goatee..."
"That's Laszlo! My husband!" she replied in a panicked tone, "He was suddenly missing earlier and...Wait, did you say 'Negaduck..??"
As if it was a stupid question, the officer rolled his eyes and nodded before returning to the crowd, ushering the stray civilians back onto the sidewalk. Darcy merely stared up at the building with wide, bewildered eyes.
"Told you so..." Celeste quipped with a grin.
"You keep quiet!" she snapped back, glaring down at her for a long moment before returning her gaze back up to the building, her expression being both that of worry and hate.
There were various gasps from the crowd as a cloud of blue smoke suddenly appeared in the center of the street directly in front of the building, announcing the arrival of the city's resident crimefighter, "I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the thorn in the paw of crime! I...am Darkwiiiiing Duck!!" he declared dramatically with a flash his cape. He put on a smug grin as a few flashbulbs went off in his direction, then strolled over to the chief of police, beginning to converse with him about the details of what is going on.
The familiar voice that was just a tenor higher than that of Negaduck's caused Celeste to perk her head up, looking around anxiously. She spotted Darkwing over by the group of officers and hurried over to him while Darcy was busy gawking, "Darkwing!!"
"Huh??" Darkwing responded as he spun around in surprise, looking around for the source of the voice that had just called his name. He then looked down with surprise as he recognized Celeste standing in front of him, "Celeste?? Err...ahem! Hello there, little lady! Want an autograph?? Come right over here...!" he attempted to cover up casually. He ushered her over to a non-crowded area where they wouldn't be noticed and bent down to whisper to her, "What are you doing here, little missy?? This is a crime scene!"
"What am I doing here?? Trying to get away from HER!" she answered, nodding to her mother. She suddenly began to tremble, then jumped forward, latching onto him in a firm hug, "My parents are here for me! Don't let them take me back, Uncle Drake! That's why Dad's doing this, he's trying to save me! Please don't let them take me back! I'll never see any of you again!!" she pleaded, still clutching his purple jacket desperately.
Darkwing's eyes went wide in dumbfounded shock as she clung to him, shifting his eyes to the left, then to the right to make sure no one was directly watching them, "Eheh...That's 'Darkwing' in public, kiddo. And well, umm...Wait a minute, your PARENTS? As in your BIOLOGICAL parents??"
She nodded once in reply, still visibly shaking, "They got the police convinced that Dad was abusing me so they could take me away...They're just after some money or something. So my dad took him...my biological father..to make them give me back!" she paused, then tilted her head to look right up into his eyes with her own teary ones, "You know he'd never hurt me, you know it. Please help me...please help him get me home again!"
"Errr...well..." Darkwing began to reply with a cringe, looking from Celeste, to Darcy who was gazing up at the building frantically, then looked up at the building himself, "My job is to get justice done, kiddo...even if that means getting a convicted felon his daughter back..." he answered with a slight smile.
Celeste looked up at him with large, hopeful eyes as she smiled widely. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she gave him a quick, grateful hug and whispered, 'Thank you so much..."
He chuckled in reply as he gave her a light pat on the head, then looked at her sincerely, "I can't make any promises though, kiddo. Although I WILL do my best..." With that said, he turned and strutted off through the crowd, "Make way! Once side! Hero coming through!"
As he walked away, Celeste sniffled with a slight smile and wiped her tears away with her sleeve. If there was anyone else she could trust aside from her father, it was Darkwing Duck, her chosen uncle.
"Everyone outta my way!" Darkwing ordered as he attempted to shove himself through the crowd towards the building, "Darkwing Duck is here to save the...GACK!" he suddenly yelped as he was yanked back by the cape, "Hey! What's the big idea??" he seethed, turning around to glare into the angry eyes of Darcy.
"You! Get up there and find out what that yellow-jacketed jerk is doing with my husband and what he wants!" she ordered, shoving a finger in his bill to make her point.
Darkwing scoffed and pried her fingers from his cape, "Hey, easy on the cape, lady! I'm going to...Hey, you're Celeste's mother, aren't you?"
Impatiently, she nodded with a scowl, "Yes, but what does that have to do with anything??"
A dark scowl suddenly spread across Darkwing's face, "Apparently it has to do with EVERYTHING...That criminal up there is holding your husband hostage in exchange to get his daughter back!" he informed, pointing up at the building.
"What are you talking about??" Darcy asked, clearly perplexed. The only response she received was him pointing at Celeste, giving her a reassuring nod, then angrily storming towards the building.
When the pieces finally began to fall into place, Darcy's eyes went wide before narrowing into a glare towards the building, then turned her glance at Celeste, "Your 'father' was Negaduck the whole time??"
She shrugged innocently, "What, did I forget to mention that? Silly me..."
A scoff escape Darcy's delicate bill as she rolled her eyes, "I see how it is...he needs something to boost his image on the side of justice, so he adopts a kid. Typical use..."
The comment only succeeded in making Celeste's eyes flare up in rage, clenching her fists angrily, "That's not true! He loves me!"
"Even if it is true, it just goes to show that at least ONE person does..!" Darcy shot back with a glare, rubbing the words in like salt in a wound.
Celeste glared right back, leaning forward challengingly, "It IS true! I'm his little girl, and he's my father. And NO ONE is going to take that away from us!"
Her mother merely scoffed, "We shall see about that..." she hissed, turning away and storming off into the crowd. Seconds later, she was out of sight, and Celeste took this opportunity. Without a second though, she sneaked across the police lines and darted for the building.