A/N-Sorry so late. My internet it back up though, so I'll try to start posting on all of my fan fictions regularly. Thanks for the reviews!
Chapter Five
Meanwhile…
Darkwing opened his eyes. The first thing he noticed was that his hat was missing. Next was the fact that he was tied in an X formation between two poles.
"Where am I?" he asked, looking around.
The area he was in seemed tribal. There was a large fire ten feet in front of him. A tent was perched a farther few feet behind the fire.
"You're kidnapped," replied a voice.
Darkwing turned his head to the right. A white feathered duck with a tuff of swishy red hair stood with his hands on his waist. He was dressed entirely in lime green. Lime green boots, a lime green Speedo with black stripes going up the sides, and a lime green mask.
"I'm being held hostage…by a lime?" Darkwing sneered.
The duck glared at him.
"I'm not a lime! I am…the Passerby!" he proclaimed, and in a gust of wind, he was gone.
"Where are you?!" Darkwing yelled.
"Right here!" he said, appearing in front of the masked mallard.
"How?"
"I am the King of Time! I can control individual objects and people through their own time frame," the villain explained.
"Individual time frame? What?"
"Let me explain. Every person, place, and thing has its own time frame. Every thing will eventually break down and diminish. No longer be in use to anyone. And every person will eventually grow old and die. I can speed through time this time and though you feel no difference, I see everyone and everything as old and decrepit things."
"So you're going into the future?"
"In a manner of speaking."
Darkwing shook his head. In doing so, he realized two things. One: his head hurt. Two: he and the Passerby were in the middle of nowhere.
"Your friends are on the way to save you. It's all in my plan," the Passerby continued.
"Why did you do this? Go through all the trouble to kidnap me, and of what importance are my friends to you?" Darkwing demanded.
"All in time, all in time."
Darkwing allowed his head to fall back as the Passerby began to laugh a classical villain laugh.
End notes: Sorry this is so sort. I just wanted to let everyone know where Darkwing was at. The next chapter may take a little while to get out still because there are some things I need to work out.