A/N-Hopefully this chapter will be everything I want it to be. Let's find out, shall we?
Chapter Eight
"How far are we now?" Negaduck whined as he pushed his way through some brush, shining a flashlight as he did so.
"Still about a day and a half," Quiverwing replied, looking down at the map as she walked.
"A day and a half? Where are we going to camp at?"
Quiverwing stopped. She pulled up the sleeve of her costume and glanced at her watch. It was fifteen minutes until midnight.
"Let's walk a little farther, then we'll find a place to camp."
They continued their walk in silence all except for the crunching of leaves beneath their feet. Finally, they found an area that was partially clear.
"Let's camp here," Negaduck said, sitting down on a tree stump.
"That's odd," Quiverwing muttered.
"What?"
"Who cut down that tree? Honker said that nobody inhabited this forest."
Negaduck stood, turned, and looked down at the stump. It had indeed been cut down. The cut was too clean to assume that a storm had knocked down the tree. Negaduck turned to Quiverwing.
"So what do we do?" he inquired.
Quiverwing shrugged. "I guess we still make camp here. If someone comes back to this spot, then we'll at least know who we are looking for."
The Mallard Menace nodded. Quiverwing reached into her arrow pouch and produced an arrow with a large wad of cloth on it.
"What's that?" Negaduck questioned.
"Our tent."
Quiverwing fired the arrow at a nearby tree. Upon impact, a lot of the cloth undid itself and formed a large camping tent. Negaduck let out a laugh.
"That's pretty impressive, kid."
Quiverwing nodded. She climbed inside the tent and took off her arrow pouch. She placed it in a corner of the tent. Negaduck followed her in. They both laid down and muttered some form of good night. All there was to be heard after this was snoring.
…………………
A shrill laughter filled the air. Negaduck and Quiverwing sat bolt upright.
"Did you hear that?" Quiverwing asked.
Negaduck nodded. The two of them rushed outside the tent. Another round of shrill laughter sounded off. Negaduck growled.
"Show yourself!" he shouted into the night.
"I need not show myself," a voice replied. "For I am the Passerby! You have entered my domain without my permission! Now, face the consequences!"
"Consequences?" Quiverwing asked.
She soon got her answer. It was suddenly as though she and Negaduck were looking at the world through a funhouse glass. It was all wobbly. Quiverwing started to stumble backwards.
"Not only do I travel in time, but I can make the present time distort!" the Passerby screeched.
Quiverwing continued to stumble backwards. She felt herself fall through a barrier of trees. Then…her foot felt no ground. She glanced over her shoulder to see a cliff below her, but she could not stop her feet. The other foot left the safety of the ground as well.
"No!" she cried as she felt her body begin to fall.
Suddenly, she felt a tug on the front of her shirt. She was back on the ground! She was alive and safe!
"Gotcha!" Negaduck said. He had her by her shirt. He had been the one to pull her from her doom!
The two of them collapsed to the ground to keep themselves from moving. This made the Passerby incredibly angry.
"No! She was supposed to fall! She was supposed to die! I was supposed to taunt Darkwing with her death!" he cried. The two on the ground still could not see him.
"What had you done to Darkwing?!" Quiverwing cried.
Yet another shrill laugh. "In time, my dear, in time. Now, I leave!"
And with that, the world returned to normal. Quiverwing and Negaduck sat up. She was staring at him with a great disbelief over her face.
"What?" he asked.
"You…saved my life. Thank you. But…why?" Quivering mumbled.
Negaduck shrugged. "Seemed beneficial to me at the moment. Why? You got a problem with living?"
Quiverwing shook her head.
"Fine," Negaduck said, standing and helping Quiverwing to her feet. This surprised her even more. "Let's go back to sleep then."
End notes: This chapter isn't half bad. And as it turns out, this is what I wanted this chapter to be. Goodie! Thanks to all my reviewers! Keep 'em coming!