A Disney Duck Fanfic:
Instead of being purely based on one entity, this story takes background from Classic Donald Duck cartoons, Ducktales, and Darkwing Duck.
Written By
Stef With an F and Brad Eugene Palmer
(AKA Nightw2 or comickook)
Disclaimers
Except for Ronnie and Lisa Mallard and Melanie Widgeon (all of whom are owned by my co-writer, Stef), all of the characters in this story are copyrighted by Disney. Thus, this story is written with absolutely NO profit motive.Chapter 8
Written By:
Written By Brad Eugene Palmer (aka Nightw2 aka Comickook)
During the museum tour, Gosalyn encountered Huey, Dewey and Louie. "Hiya, Gos. Glad to see that you could make it to Rio already." Huey said sincerely but quietly.
"Thanks, Huey. I knew you were coming, but I didn't know if your plane arrived already or not. I figured the museum tour would be a good way to kill time and get a feel for the foreign culture." Gosalyn responded back quietly before noticing how closely five of the individuals on the tour were eyeing the diamond that was on display.
"Whoa, that is some sparkler." a voice called out that was all-too-familar to Gosalyn, who was surprised, but not TOO surprised, to hear said voice.
"Well, by this time tomorrow, that diamond will be ours and it won't be long after that until invincibility is mine as well." another all-too-familiar voice commented.
"What are they talking about?" Huey asked quietly as he, along with Gosalyn and his siblings, overheard the two Fearsome Five members.
"That is the "'Divine Eye Diamond'". According to legend, that jewel possesses the ability to infuse somebody with immortality, omniscience, unlimited physical strength and the power of absolute weather control under the right conditions." Dewey explained quietly as if reading out of one of his Uncle Scrooge's obscure books on ancient treasure legends.
"Errr, what would be those conditions?" Louie asked nervously but quietly.
"Accoring to legend The diamond must be placed on a pedestal in a certain temple by sunrise on a certain day; pretty much any numbered anniversary of the day of the diamond's creation that can be divided by 500 to form a full number (500, 1000, 1500, 2000, 2500, etc.). However, it would take trekking through many miles of thick Rain Forest utterly crawling with jungle animals to reach the temple and, even then, the temple has a considerable assortment of boobytraps. Mind you, it's not impossible -- we've been on enough adventures with Uncle Scrooge to know THAT-- But it is still very difficult; even NOT taking into account the fact that this diamond is protected by a state-of-the-art security system." Dewey answered, still sounding like he was reading out of one of his Uncle Scrooge's obscure treasure legend books for the first half.
"Trust me, if those five are who I think they are, the security system wouldn't even be an annoyance to them, nor would the temple's boobytraps. Okay, the forest might be somewhat of a hassle just because of the distance, but that would STILL be manageable. If I'm right, that's the Fearsome Five." Gosalyn said simply and extra-quietly
"The Fearsome Five? We've heard about those creeps from a few Saint Canard newspapers. If they're planning on swiping that diamond, then we'd better find somebody to stop them." Huey commented extra-quietly.
"Yeah. No kidding! Well, we'll be able to cover more reinforcement-gathering ground if we split up." Gosalyn said matter-of-factly before giving Huey a quick but loving hug.
After Gosalyn left earshot (well, was out of range of where the ears WOULD be on a duck), Huey said, "Well, I think we know our duty. Those jewel thieves have got to be stopped and we're just the three to do it. After all, even if this IS the Fearsome Five, we've got a lot of experience with tough and nasty customers, don't we?" Huey said after he and his brothers left the museum.
"Yes, but I'm actually glad now that Webby had to stay behind. Still, it HAS been too long since we've had a REAL adventure." Louie admitted.
"I'm in too, Huston." Dewey added.
Meanwhile, in the Mallards' Suite, Morgana's mystic senses homed in on the source of the disturbance she felt (even though her eyes couldn't see anything) and unleashed a powerful, double-handed mystic bolt at precisely where the disturbance source was pinpointed, temporarily shorting out Bulba's cloaking device.
As the blast revealed the now-visible Taurus Bulba, the cybernetic bull started to use his bionic extension arm to catch the sorceress, but the sorceress expertly ducked the arm, got in close to the cybernetic bovine and teleported herself and Bulba out of the suite just seconds before Gosalyn got back, who started digging through her luggage to the secret compartment of one suitcase. This compartment was specially treated just as were the secret suitcase compartments in which Drake packed his Darkwing gear every time the Mallards DID go one vacation, where she kept her updated Quiverwing Quack gear just in case something came up while her father was pre-occupied with another case.
Gosalyn got the gear out of the compartment and discreetly sneaked off before Morgana teleported back in following her freezing Bulba and leaving him about ten miles away (though, unbeknownst to the sorceress, the sinister cyborg was already thawing out thanks to the temperature regulation system that not only kept his circuits from overheating, but also allowed him to thaw out in minutes if frozen solid).
Back at the inventors' convention, Darkwing tossed one of his smoke bombs just as ten of Steelbeak's Eggmen were quickly closing in. This gave him JUST enough cover to get clear of the Eggmen just as they literally ran into each other. A quickly shot super-strength glue bomb from his gas gun ensnared those ten Eggmen quite securely.
Launchpad, meanwhile, was holding his own quite nicely against another four of the Eggmen (thanks to a seven years of Quack-Fu training, the pilot, while still not quite as good as Darkwing on a very good day, was a pretty good hand-to-hand fighter in his own right), but the rest of the Eggmen were going for the inventors. Thanks to carefully planned sneak attacks, Darkwing stopped about a dozen of the Eggmen who went for the inventors just as Launchpad finished subduing the fourth Eggman attacking HIM directly. A little weary from the effort he put into fighting the Eggmen, Launchpad accidentally leaned across a table loaded with chemicals just as Darkwing dodged a blaster shot from one of the Eggmen's guns. The ray, instead, hit a leg on the table, that Launchpad was leaning across.
The destroyed leg, combined with the weight of the leaning Launchpad, was enough to send all the chemicals flying into the main hall. The spilled chemicals all mixed together into an immensely powerful stick gas eruption, which subdued all the Eggmen in the area (it was only his having the presence of mind to wear beak filters that protected Darkwing from the gas so that he could focus on getting the inventors out of the stink gas cloud. As Launchpad chased Steelbeak himself, the metal-mouthed super-spy pressed the button that was the signal for the dozen new CYBER-Eggmen to start on their way toward the center.
As Darkwing finished getting the last inventor out of the stink gas filled center hall, the Cyber-Eggmen finally arrived. "I figured Hoota might git youse involved, Dimwing, so I took da precaution a' keep'n my REAL ace-n'-da-hole unda wraps until dey were REALLY needed. Dipwad, meet da CYBA-Eggmen." Steelbeak replied.
Meanwhile, back at the hotel the Mallards were staying at…
Gosalyn finally found an area where she could privately change into the dark green bodysuit with matching mask and archer's hat, dark green hooded cape with bright red lining and bright red gloves with matching boots she had brought along. Upon attaching her updated trick arrow quiver between the back and her cape, Gosalyn stepped out of her changing area and discreetly sneaked out of the hotel; making a beeline for the museum. "This could go a long way toward proving to dad that I deserve a chance to fight crime by his side. Perhaps, if I get a chance to help him in his work enough, it'll give me more opportunities to work on regaining his trust. So, look out Fearsome Five. Here comes the Quiverwing Quack.
To Be Continued
