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The Path Chosen part 3
Negaduck was more than a little shocked! He stood silent, his mouth agape as he stared, dumbfound, at the group of strangers. Finally, finding his voice he said attempting to sound unimpressed "So, what loony bin did you escape from!" was the best crack he could come up with.
No answer.
"Maybe the cat's got there tongue", said QuackerJack cart wheeling up next to Negaduck.
"Gee, I don't know guys, there's something about them that gives my roots the willies", Bushroot said nervously.
"They're just a bunch of goody two-shoes looking to be blown away!" Negaduck snarled.
He turns on the chain saw and takes a step in the direction of the strangers. The duck that was dressed in the skin tight costume pulled something small and shiny from his cape and through it to the ground at the base of the hill. It exploded into a blinding light. The Fearsome Five and McDucks family all shielded their eyes. The light burst lasted only a few seconds. When it faded, the strangers were nowhere to be seen.
"Where'd they go?", asked a baffled QuackerJack.
The members of the Fearsome Five all looked around in a state of confusion.
"Why do I get a bad feeling about this?" whined Bushroot.
"Ah, stop being such a wimp'" snarled Negaduck as he stepped towards Scrooge and the kids, chainsaw still in hand. He called out "If you hero wanabees don't show yourselves right now, I'm going to start slicing and dicing some kiddies!"
No sooner had he spoken that a dark streak shot upward from behind the hill and stopped in mid air. It was the one dressed in the dark tight fitting costume. His cape now billowed out, ends tethered to his wrists, to make a type of hand glider.
"eep", squeaked Megavolt grabbing onto bushroot's arm "Ca ...can vampires come out in the day time?"
Before anyone could answer, the figure dive-bombed them. "Ahhhh!" They all yelled in unison as they ducked and covered.
Scrooge was watching in almost a daze, not sure what he was seeing was real. A hand touching his shoulder startled him back to reality. He spun around to face a young duck dressed in a simple pale blue Quack Fu Gi. He like the other wore a mask to hide his face. "Come with me, quickly", The young one said hastily. Scrooge was in no position to ask questions, he and the others allowed the young one to lead them out of harms way..
Negaduck dared a peak up from his position on the ground. The Flying duck wasn't there but out of the corner of his eye, Negaduck saw the fleeing would be hostages. "Hey, stop them!" he shouted an order as he jumped to his feat. He started to run after them, when he heard the whistling sound of air being displaced and something coiled about his legs tripping him. Negaduck looked down at the uncomplicated bola that restrained his legs. He looked back to see where it had come from. The duck in the trench coat stood rather relaxed only a few yards away, with a quirky smile he disappeared in a puff of blue smoke. "Oh great a Darkwing Duck wannabee!" he exclaimed as he fumbled to free himself from his bonds.
The rest of the Fearsome Five was having to better luck. The "Flyer" had swept down unexpectedly on Megavolt and the Liqudator, giving them no time to react. Pulling a tiny gadget that looked like a glow stick from his cape, he aimed it at the Liqudator and fired. A thin line shot out and passed through the Liqudators watery form and struck the battery on Megavolt's back. The line acted as a conductor, bringing water and raw electricity together. Wisely, the Flyer released his hold on the line and sprang back into the air as sparks literally flew. A few seconds later, Megavolt had collapsed, scorched and exhausted, while the Liquidator sank into a puddle, too week to hold his form.
"Ahhh", the cry of the former scientist turn super villain rang out. The duck in the trench coat was now standing a few yards from Negaduck watching him squirm in his attempts to get free of the bola. Hearing the plant-ducks cry he turned to see what was going on. The girl that had accompanies the duck in white had the mutant treed.
Bushroot was halfway up a telephone pole yelling in panic for mercy. But mercy from what. The girl had the strange crossbow she carried aimed at the plant-duck. The arrow head appeared to be something of a tranquilizer dart and the girl was informing him of the "weed killer" inside the dart.
The duck in the trench coat watched the girl with admiration. He allowed himself be get lost in her for a moment.
He studied her carefully. She wore Navy blue leotards with a white French styled blouse and a dark blue vest. She had ankle boots and a shimmering black mask, her fire red hair was pulled back in a tight French braid. Over all, she was very stylish and ravishing. The tracker heaved a painful sigh. For all he had gained, he had lost much more.
Meanwhile, the young one had taken Scrooge and his family down the road toward a small grove of trees to use as cover. They were almost there when QuackerJack sprang from nowhere landing right in front of the young one. "It's play time!", he announced as he held up Mr. Banana Brain. "Mr. banana Brain doesn't like you one bit. He thinks you're an old stick in the mud", the twisted toy maker said to the young stranger. The boy looked at him oddly but didn't utter a word. After a long moment of silence, QuackerJack put his fist on his hip offensively. "You know it's not nice to stare at somebody. Didn't your mother teach you any manners?"
Still no reply.
"Well don't just stand there!", QuackerJack griped becoming annoyed.
The young one looked him in the eye questioningly and complies with a quick jump kick to the clowns face. QuackerJack was out before he hit the ground.
"Come on", the young one told Scrooge and the others as they rushed for the safety of the trees.
Negaduck, finally freeing himself, leapt to his feet. He wasn't sure if he should go after Scrooge or the guy that wrangled him like a Mexican steer! He decided it would be best to take hostages and started after McDucks family when his path was block by yet another do gooder. This time it was the one in white.
"That's it", Negaduck shouted. "I've had it up to my eyeballs with heroes today!" and with that took a swing at his adversary. The duck in white sidestepped the awkward punch effortlessly. Reaching out, he grabbed the villain by the color of his vest and lifted him off the ground with one hand. Negaduck looked at the face of the guy that so easily subdued him. Even through the scarlet visors that the stranger wore, Negaduck could make out the piercing eyes behind them. Negs felt his blood run cold. He saw something in this one, something that made him feel threatened.
Seconds later he felt a sudden jab in the side of his neck. He saw the duck in white pull back from a modified knife hand strike, and then everything went dark.
Scrooge and the boys had managed to revive Gizmoduck and were trying to explain to him what had happened while he was unconscious.Gizmoduck didn't like the idea that somebody had outshined him in the heroics department. Especially sense they had probably even saved his life in the process.
Scrooge had Gizmoduck to contact the police, on his elbow-phone, to come after the captured criminals. "Well, the police are on there way,Mr. McDuck and I took the liberty of sending for one of your personal jets. You don't want to be late for the grand opening of your McDuck Amusement park!"
"Good thinking Gizmoduck. It should not take the jet long to get here." Scrooge replied then turned to the strangers who had saved them. "Can we be giving your lot a lift anywhere?"
The other members of the group looked to the one in white, whom Scrooge assumed was in charge. The duck in white looked back at his colleges for a moment then turned to McDuck. "Yes, thank you. We need to get to St. Canard as soon as possible."
"Why?" Gizmoduck butted in suspiciously.
"None of them seemed to take any offence to the Armoured ducks cold attitude toward the. "The one in white answered calmly "We have been perusing a dangerous criminal, who we believe id headed into St. Canard."
"If he isn't already there", the one in the trench coat aided.
"Could this criminal be any more dangerous that this riff-raff?" Duckworth inquired nodding toward the subdued Fearsome Five.
The members of the posse exchanged worried looks. The one in the trench coat spoke up. "Far more."
"Hmp" Gizmoduck injected "Darkwing Duck isn't going to roll out the red carpet for you ya know. He had a conniption fit when ever I barged in ...er....offered to assist him in protecting St. Canard. He will freak out knowing that there are five trespassers on his turf!"
Gizmoducks remark caused the members of the posse to smile at each other.
"What?" Gizmoduck asked in confusion.
"I don't think he'll object too much under the circumstances..." the Tracker assured him.
"What makes you so sure of that?" Gizmoduck inquired dryly.
"Because it's Darkwing Duck this criminal intends to ...do ..harm.", the one in white answered.
To be continued…….soon…I hope…