Disclaimer: I do not own Darkwing Duck, Scrooge or any other Disney character.

This is a stand alone what-if type story that has no bearing on any of my other fics.

PHENOMENON: Part1

Dusk fell across the city of St. Canard, bringing with it the promise of a powerful storm. The skies were already blanketed with rolling black clouds as thunder boomed in the distance, rain began to poor down on the city below.

In a small house on Avian Way, LaunchPad McQuack sat in his room looking through an old photo album. With the oncoming storm, Drake aka Darkwing Duck had seen no point in going out on patrol. No criminal, not even Megavolt, would be out skulking around in such weather.

While Drake had taken advantage of the chance to actually relax at night, LaunchPad had been reminiscing over old times and old friends.

"Hay LaunchPad! Watch ya do'in?" came a voice from his doorway. LaunchPad looked up from where he sat on his bed, to see Gosalyn standing there, with a sack of gummy bears in one hand.

"Oh, hay ya Gos, Come on in." he said motioning for her to hop up on the bed with him.

Gosalyn took two long strides and leaped in to the center of the bed; something her father would have chided her for, if he'd seen, but LaunchPad didn't give it a second thought.

"What's that?" she asked curiously, as she shoved a handful of Gummy Bears into her mouth.

"These are some pictures from when I lived in Duckburg." He turned the album around for she could see it. "See. This is Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Webby." He showed her the picture of the triplets and Webagail playing together in the backyard.

"This is Mrs. Beakley, Webby's grandma and the boys nanny." The picture was of a plump elderly lady baking fresh bread in the kitchen of McDuck manor. The picture after that was one of GizmoDuck winning yet another award for outstanding heroism.

"Better not let dad see that one." Gosalyn snickered.

The next photo took up an entire page. It was an enlarged picture of Scrooge McDuck standing infront of his Money Bin. He wasn't smiling. He stood with his fists on his hips and seemed rather annoyed at having to stop long enough to have his picture taken. The handwriting at the bottom right hand corner of the picture read To LaunchPad; Time is Money and I don't like to waste either of them having my picture taken! Sincerely, Scrooge McDuck.

"Boy, what a grouch!" Gosalyn said as she read the autograph.

LaunchPad laughed "Yeah, he was something alright."

Gosalyn smirked "I don't think it would do for Scrooge McDuck to ever meet Darkwing Duck."

LaunchPad pondered that thought for a moment then shuddered and remarked " Talk about an irresistible force meeting an unmovable object."

Then said rather seriously if not a bit sad "You know Gosalyn, I wish Mr McDee could have just once seen the potential in me that DW does. Your dad is always trying to bring out all the possibilities in me. Teaching me stuff I never thought I could learn. I'd liked it if just once Mr. McDuck had thought of me as real hero material."

Gosalyn saw the sorrow in the pilots eyes and realized how much Scrooge McDuck's opinion of him meant. "I'm sure he did LaunchPad. He just never made a point of telling you is all."

Just then Drake appeared in the doorway "LP, we've got a mission."

"In this weather?" LaunchPad asked.

"I just got a FlashQuack message from J. Gander. A Top Secret hydrofoil was being tested out at sea when the storm hit. The hydrofoil was blown off coarse. SHUSH hasn't been able to make radio contact with it so they want Darkwing Duck to find it before it's too late."

"Yeah and besides why should they go out in this killer weather when they can get you to do it." said Gosalyn in a criticizing tone.

Darkwing gave her a dirty look but didn't bother to reply. "Come on LP. There's no time to waste.

"What about me." Gosalyn insisted. Before her father could refuse she added "After all, I'm all alone here on a dark scary night in a terrible storm and the Muddlefoots are gone on vacation. And if I get hurt there won't be anybody here to help me and the ambulance probably couldn't get through this storm to save me even if I was able to call for help, which I probably wouldn't be, if I got hurt. So I get to go too, right."

Drake stared dumbfounded at his daughter for a moment then said flatly "You got me with the ambulance part. Come on."

Twenty minutes later, the ThunderQuack was over the ocean. Strong gale winds made it almost impossible to stay on coarse.

Darkwing, in the passengers seat, looked out the ThunderQuack's windshield at the near zero visibility. "Wow, this is one mean storm. You sure you can keep the ThunderQuack airborne LP?"

"Sure DW. I've flown in worse weather than this when I was working for Mr. McDee."

"Ever make it without crashing?" Darkwing asked suspiciously.

"Uhh, well..."

"That's what I thought."

From the back Gosalyn whistled at the view of the ocean below. Waves tossed wildly on the surface of the dark waters. "Boy, this is scarier than any horror flick."

It became even more scary as the gale winds forced the ThunderQuack lower over the ocean surface.

"Hey, easy LP, this is a jet not a submarine." Darkwing warned as they came uncomfortably close to the ever rising tides.

"Sorry, DW, but those winds are really strong." LaunchPad answered as he tried to get the ThunderQuack up higher.

"AHHH!" Gosalyn suddenly cried out from the back.

Startled Darkwing turned to see what was wrong "Gos! What is...." he trailed off as he saw a giant tidal wave rise up from the ocean, towering above the ThunderQuack. It was too late to react. In a heartbeat the tidal wave swept over the jet, swallowing it and it's passengers from the night sky.

The End...

...... just kidding ....to be continued.