For the Love of Life - Chapter 8
Rating - PG-13, cussing and mild sexual content
Pairings - W/M, D/T
Author's Note - Okay this chapter is depressing, but hopefully the fact that I can't write to save my life should help to tone down some of the drama. One, at the most two, more chapters to go folks, so this is starting to wrap itself up into a nice little pile of puke. Enjoy this next installment as it will be one of the last.
Several Months later...
Mallory was excited for Tanya and the twins that would be born in about a month. Normally, Mallory despised children under the age of 10, but for some odd reason she was looking forward to the new additions to the Pond. She knew that Tanya had been wanting children of her own as she was not a young duck anymore, and Mallory could tell that Tanya was beginning to sense the ticking of her biological clock.
'Maybe this will help Duke to grow his immature ass up' thought Mallory, 'And Tanya can finally be happy, she's living her dreams to the extent that is actually possible.'
Mallory was roused out of her thoughts by a familiar, snow-white hand waving in front of her face.
"Mallory, are you okay? You spaced out on me for a minute there."
Mallory then let her surroundings rush around her. It was late into the night, her bedroom was somewhat chilly from the cool winter weather of Anaheim. Wildwing had snuck into her room that night, making sure that they could spend quality time together as a couple was extremely important to the both of them.
"I'm fine Wing," said Mallory, giving him a quick kiss on the end of his beak, "Just thinking about stuff."
"Care to elaborate?"
"No."
"Please?"
"You are going to somehow bribe me to get me to tell you, aren't you?"
"You know me too well, Mal."
"So, bribe me, and then I'll tell you."
"You are positively stubborn, did you know that?"
"Of course" said Mallory jokingly, "It's one of my most endearing qualities."
"I know this is kind of random, but let's go for a walk."
"At 12:30 at night? You have got to be kidding me."
"Nope, let's go!"
"Hello!?!" Mallory smacked Wing lightly against the back of the head, "Do you know how dangerous it is to be out in this city in the middle of the night?"
"Well, we aren't alone, we'll carry fully loaded pucklaunchers, and I seriously doubt that most of the people in this city really want to be on our bad side."
"Fine, fine, you win!"
Wildwing grabbed Mallory by the arm and dragged her out of the room, making sure to grab their coats that were conveniently lying on the couch on the way out.
"Wait Wildwing, I forgot something in my room, I'll be right back."
"Alright, fine, but hurry back!"
Mallory ran off to her room to grab their pucklaunchers, Wildwing had mentioned bringing them on their walk, and then caught up in all of the excitement had forgotten them. Mallory knew that there was probably nothing to worry about, but she could not shake her soldier's tendencies. Life in the military had taught her to be cautious, and she knew that she could get herself out of any bad situation she may happen to stumble upon with a fully loaded pucklauncher. Just as she was heading out of her room, Drake One's alarm blared...
Wildwing looked in the general vicinity of the Ready Room.
'A Drake One alert? Oh, these people have got to be shitting me..."
Wildwing sprinted off towards his room to grab his mask, catching up with Tanya on the way.
"Tanya, go grab Duke and check out the Drake One alert, then get everyone to meet up in the Ready Room once you know what the problem is. I need to go get my mask, I'll be right there."
Wildwing entered his room a few short moments later, quick-changing into his battle gear and placing the mask on his face. He quickly decided to com Mallory, just to see where she was.
"Mallory, where are you?"
"I'm still in my room Wing, I've got our pucklaunchers just in case we need them."
"Okay, if this alert is something serious I want you to go unlock the arsenal in the gym. We may need all of the weapons we can get our hands on. Mallory, please, be careful."
Wildwing knew that this may be one of the last chances that he would have to talk to Mallory privately and discreetly, and he wanted to make sure that she knew he genuinely cared about her safety.
"I know Wing, love ya."
"I love you too, babe."
When Wildwing arrived back at the Ready Room, everyone sans Mallory was assembled, looking ragged and completely irritated.
"W-Wildwing, the, uh, teleportation energy, it-it's coming from the main entrance to the Pond.
At that, Mallory entered the room, carrying two bags full of weapons and armor to the main console of Drake One.
"Alright everyone," announced Wildwing, "gear up, we have an intruder in the Pond, and I'm not taking any chances with anyone's safety, Tanya that includes you. Find any kind of armor that could protect yourself or the twins, and move to a safe location, I don't want any arguing."
The ducks were in the middle of grabbing weapons, when suddenly, Seige, Wraith, Chameleon and Dragaunus blasted through the door to the ready room.
"Alright duckies! Prepare to be roasted!" Siege called out, and the beginning of a large firefight ensued.
Nosedive took on Chameleon, battling to keep up with his shape shifting and unable to formulate a solid plan of attack. Mallory tried to go up against Wraith, her agility helped her to quickly dodge the fireballs that he continued to send her way, all the while managing to get in a few good blows to the old Saurians' fragile body. Grin and Wildwing coordinated a body slam into all eight feet of Dragaunus, and managed to temporarily knock him off his balance and onto the floor. Duke was struggling to fight off Siege, and Tanya was trying to manage in a shot with her puck cannon whenever Duke maneuvered enough to give her a clear aim at the rotund, red Saurian. Siege managed to knock Duke out with a single, stunning blow to the back of his head, courtesy of the hard spiked club on the end of his tail.
"Well," said Siege, pinning Tanya against the wall, "what do we have here? A pregnant Mighty Duck? Well, this situation can be easily rectified!"
Tanya screamed out a loud, desperate "NO!", but it had no effect on Siege's cold, bloodthirsty heart. He unleashed a massive, powerful kick to Tanya's protruding abdomen, and then proceeded to kick her once more for security. Duke suddenly opened his eyes, the effects of his minor concussion slowly wearing off. As soon as he saw what Siege had done to his girlfriend he managed to let out a mangled cry and pick himself up off the floor. Duke ran over to Siege, and ran his saber directly through Siege's neck, separating his head from the rest of his grotesque, crimson body. His actions had come too late though, as Tanya laid on the ground, surrounded in a pinkish, watery fluid, bawling for what she knew had just taken place.
"Duke, th-they were moving j-just a second ago, th-they aren't now"
"Don't worry Tawny, things are going to be fine...Shhhh"
All Duke could do was wrap his arms around her and let her cry against him.
The author would like to get her craptastic fight scene over with and move back onto the drama, so let's just say that all of the ducks, sans Tanya and Duke, miraculously managed to beat the living shit out of the rest of the Saurians and smeared them all over the floor.
Mallory tore her eyes away from the bloody beaten Saurians before her; both Tanya and Duke were both mysteriously absent from surveying their damage. She looked around and witnessed the most horrific site she had seen in her entire life. Tanya was huddled next to Duke, bawling her eyes dry, and they were both surrounded in what she knew was embryotic fluid. She quickly turned Wildwing around and pointed him toward the two huddled ducks.
"I'm going to call an ambulance." It was all Mallory could say, and she rushed from the Ready Room into the kitchen, using every ounce of strength she had to keep herself from vomiting and crying all at the same time. She dialed 911 and waited for the operator to finish talking before she spoke, almost quiet enough to be incoherent.
"Hi, I have an emergency that requires an ambulance; could we please have one sent to the Anaheim Pond?"
Mallory just clung to the phone, and waited for help to arrive, knowing full well that this event was going to be the start of a very long and painful disaster.
TBC...
Rating - PG-13, cussing and mild sexual content
Pairings - W/M, D/T
Author's Note - Okay this chapter is depressing, but hopefully the fact that I can't write to save my life should help to tone down some of the drama. One, at the most two, more chapters to go folks, so this is starting to wrap itself up into a nice little pile of puke. Enjoy this next installment as it will be one of the last.
Several Months later...
Mallory was excited for Tanya and the twins that would be born in about a month. Normally, Mallory despised children under the age of 10, but for some odd reason she was looking forward to the new additions to the Pond. She knew that Tanya had been wanting children of her own as she was not a young duck anymore, and Mallory could tell that Tanya was beginning to sense the ticking of her biological clock.
'Maybe this will help Duke to grow his immature ass up' thought Mallory, 'And Tanya can finally be happy, she's living her dreams to the extent that is actually possible.'
Mallory was roused out of her thoughts by a familiar, snow-white hand waving in front of her face.
"Mallory, are you okay? You spaced out on me for a minute there."
Mallory then let her surroundings rush around her. It was late into the night, her bedroom was somewhat chilly from the cool winter weather of Anaheim. Wildwing had snuck into her room that night, making sure that they could spend quality time together as a couple was extremely important to the both of them.
"I'm fine Wing," said Mallory, giving him a quick kiss on the end of his beak, "Just thinking about stuff."
"Care to elaborate?"
"No."
"Please?"
"You are going to somehow bribe me to get me to tell you, aren't you?"
"You know me too well, Mal."
"So, bribe me, and then I'll tell you."
"You are positively stubborn, did you know that?"
"Of course" said Mallory jokingly, "It's one of my most endearing qualities."
"I know this is kind of random, but let's go for a walk."
"At 12:30 at night? You have got to be kidding me."
"Nope, let's go!"
"Hello!?!" Mallory smacked Wing lightly against the back of the head, "Do you know how dangerous it is to be out in this city in the middle of the night?"
"Well, we aren't alone, we'll carry fully loaded pucklaunchers, and I seriously doubt that most of the people in this city really want to be on our bad side."
"Fine, fine, you win!"
Wildwing grabbed Mallory by the arm and dragged her out of the room, making sure to grab their coats that were conveniently lying on the couch on the way out.
"Wait Wildwing, I forgot something in my room, I'll be right back."
"Alright, fine, but hurry back!"
Mallory ran off to her room to grab their pucklaunchers, Wildwing had mentioned bringing them on their walk, and then caught up in all of the excitement had forgotten them. Mallory knew that there was probably nothing to worry about, but she could not shake her soldier's tendencies. Life in the military had taught her to be cautious, and she knew that she could get herself out of any bad situation she may happen to stumble upon with a fully loaded pucklauncher. Just as she was heading out of her room, Drake One's alarm blared...
Wildwing looked in the general vicinity of the Ready Room.
'A Drake One alert? Oh, these people have got to be shitting me..."
Wildwing sprinted off towards his room to grab his mask, catching up with Tanya on the way.
"Tanya, go grab Duke and check out the Drake One alert, then get everyone to meet up in the Ready Room once you know what the problem is. I need to go get my mask, I'll be right there."
Wildwing entered his room a few short moments later, quick-changing into his battle gear and placing the mask on his face. He quickly decided to com Mallory, just to see where she was.
"Mallory, where are you?"
"I'm still in my room Wing, I've got our pucklaunchers just in case we need them."
"Okay, if this alert is something serious I want you to go unlock the arsenal in the gym. We may need all of the weapons we can get our hands on. Mallory, please, be careful."
Wildwing knew that this may be one of the last chances that he would have to talk to Mallory privately and discreetly, and he wanted to make sure that she knew he genuinely cared about her safety.
"I know Wing, love ya."
"I love you too, babe."
When Wildwing arrived back at the Ready Room, everyone sans Mallory was assembled, looking ragged and completely irritated.
"W-Wildwing, the, uh, teleportation energy, it-it's coming from the main entrance to the Pond.
At that, Mallory entered the room, carrying two bags full of weapons and armor to the main console of Drake One.
"Alright everyone," announced Wildwing, "gear up, we have an intruder in the Pond, and I'm not taking any chances with anyone's safety, Tanya that includes you. Find any kind of armor that could protect yourself or the twins, and move to a safe location, I don't want any arguing."
The ducks were in the middle of grabbing weapons, when suddenly, Seige, Wraith, Chameleon and Dragaunus blasted through the door to the ready room.
"Alright duckies! Prepare to be roasted!" Siege called out, and the beginning of a large firefight ensued.
Nosedive took on Chameleon, battling to keep up with his shape shifting and unable to formulate a solid plan of attack. Mallory tried to go up against Wraith, her agility helped her to quickly dodge the fireballs that he continued to send her way, all the while managing to get in a few good blows to the old Saurians' fragile body. Grin and Wildwing coordinated a body slam into all eight feet of Dragaunus, and managed to temporarily knock him off his balance and onto the floor. Duke was struggling to fight off Siege, and Tanya was trying to manage in a shot with her puck cannon whenever Duke maneuvered enough to give her a clear aim at the rotund, red Saurian. Siege managed to knock Duke out with a single, stunning blow to the back of his head, courtesy of the hard spiked club on the end of his tail.
"Well," said Siege, pinning Tanya against the wall, "what do we have here? A pregnant Mighty Duck? Well, this situation can be easily rectified!"
Tanya screamed out a loud, desperate "NO!", but it had no effect on Siege's cold, bloodthirsty heart. He unleashed a massive, powerful kick to Tanya's protruding abdomen, and then proceeded to kick her once more for security. Duke suddenly opened his eyes, the effects of his minor concussion slowly wearing off. As soon as he saw what Siege had done to his girlfriend he managed to let out a mangled cry and pick himself up off the floor. Duke ran over to Siege, and ran his saber directly through Siege's neck, separating his head from the rest of his grotesque, crimson body. His actions had come too late though, as Tanya laid on the ground, surrounded in a pinkish, watery fluid, bawling for what she knew had just taken place.
"Duke, th-they were moving j-just a second ago, th-they aren't now"
"Don't worry Tawny, things are going to be fine...Shhhh"
All Duke could do was wrap his arms around her and let her cry against him.
The author would like to get her craptastic fight scene over with and move back onto the drama, so let's just say that all of the ducks, sans Tanya and Duke, miraculously managed to beat the living shit out of the rest of the Saurians and smeared them all over the floor.
Mallory tore her eyes away from the bloody beaten Saurians before her; both Tanya and Duke were both mysteriously absent from surveying their damage. She looked around and witnessed the most horrific site she had seen in her entire life. Tanya was huddled next to Duke, bawling her eyes dry, and they were both surrounded in what she knew was embryotic fluid. She quickly turned Wildwing around and pointed him toward the two huddled ducks.
"I'm going to call an ambulance." It was all Mallory could say, and she rushed from the Ready Room into the kitchen, using every ounce of strength she had to keep herself from vomiting and crying all at the same time. She dialed 911 and waited for the operator to finish talking before she spoke, almost quiet enough to be incoherent.
"Hi, I have an emergency that requires an ambulance; could we please have one sent to the Anaheim Pond?"
Mallory just clung to the phone, and waited for help to arrive, knowing full well that this event was going to be the start of a very long and painful disaster.
TBC...
