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Chapter 4- Flashback

It was clouding up overhead, but this was the least of Gosalyn's problems. She was a young girl, having just turned eleven, and was in the clutches of St. Canard's Public Enemy Number One--Negaduck.

He had kidnapped her a week before when she had followed her father to the scene of a crime. Of course, Darkwing had had no knowledge that Gosalyn had been with him. He had only known she had been kidnapped when he had returned home to find a note left to him by Negaduck. He had instantly begun to search for his daughter with the help of his sidekick, Launchpad McQuack.

They had searched every place they could think of with no luck. Finally, Negaduck, broadcasting his message over stolen air time throughout St. Canard's T.V. schedule, announced that Darkwing had a half an hour to reach the docks, or Gosalyn was going to die… and he was going to let the whole of St. Canard watch. He stepped aside from the camera he had, undoubtly, stolen to allow Gosalyn to call for her father's aid.

"How can you do this?" Gosalyn asked.

Negaduck had her stand on the edge of the dock, her back to it. He now stood, just a few feet away, a gun pointed in her direction. She was sure it was no gas gun like her father used.

"I'm a villain, snookums. It's what I do," he said, holding the gun farther out for emphasis.

"I'm just a girl. How could you hurt just a girl?" Gosalyn pleaded. She knew that that half an hour was counting down… and Darkwing was no where in sight. Her only hope was to keep Negaduck talking.

"Yeah, and it's a shame I have to do this. You have potential, kid," he said.

Gosalyn wrapped her arms around herself as it had started to drizzle rain.

"Potential for what?" she asked.

"To be a great villain. You and I have a lot in common."

"I have nothing in common with you!"

"Sure you do. We have the same sense of humor, the same taste in weapons, even the same violent tendencies."

"I'm not near as violent as you are," she said quietly, knowing she couldn't argue with anything else.

"That's true, but with a little training, you'd be just as great as I am," he said.

Suddenly, it was like a lightbulb went off over Gosalyn's head. This was the key to her making it out of this mess alive.

"Then… train me. If you let me go, I'll be your apprentice or whatever," she offered.

Negaduck lowered his gun slightly. "I've often thought about a protégé," he said. "To carry on when I'm gone. You would be the perfect specimen. Yes, I could see it now… They'd call us the Deadly Duo! The fearsome Negaduck and the beautiful Gosalyn! Side by side! Yes, they'd never stop us!"

"Beautiful?" Gosalyn couldn't help but ask.

"Uh… yeah, beauty and death often go hand in hand. You'd have to be beautiful… just a little growing up," he said. Gosalyn could've sworn he was blushing. . . something she could have never imagined Negaduck doing.

"Let her go, you scoundrel!" came Darkwing's voice from the shadows.

Negaduck turned and saw his opponents closing in on him. He turned, a blinding anger in his eyes, toward Gosalyn.

"You tricked me, missy," he growled.

"Dad! Help!" she cried.

Negaduck turned, just in time to see Darkwing land a kick square in his chest. The Mallard Menace landed beside Gosalyn at the edge of the dock. She ran to her father.

"Dad!" she said as Darkwing gathered his daughter into an embrace.

"Are you all right, Gos?" Launchpad asked, coming up beside her. She released her father and hugged his sidekick now.

"I'm fine now that the both of you are here," she said.

"You must be cold. Here, take my scarf," Launchpad said, wrapping the garment around her neck. It was now a downpour of rain.

"Watch out!" Darkwing yelled suddenly.

The three of them turned. Negaduck was now on his feet again, the gun pointing directly toward Gosalyn. Darkwing pushed her away.

"Dad!" she yelled.

Gosalyn ran back in front of her father.

"Gosalyn, move!" Darkwing yelled.

The gun fired.

"Gos!" Launchpad yelled.

He leapt forward, pushing both father and daughter out of the way. He hit the ground… blood leaking from him and mixing with the rain.

"Launchpad!!" Gosalyn shrieked. She fell to her knees beside him.

The bullet had gone clean through his heart. He let one gasping breath loose before the light of life left his eyes.

"No…" Darkwing said.

Gosalyn turned her face toward Negaduck. The look in her eyes shocked him so much that the gun slipped from his fingers. Those blue eyes had such hatred and sadness in them. There were tears welling up in them. They were so beautiful, and so accusatory, those eyes.

She hated him. So what? Why should he care? But he did… that's what was strange. Negaduck honestly cared if this girl hated him. Police vehicles were arriving and surrounding the area. Darkwing ushered the heartbroken girl to his motorcycle. Negaduck, in an emotional daze, sat down upon the wet cement of the dock. Cops, with their guns held high, slowly began to approach him. He did not move.

The barricade of cops in front of Negaduck broke as Darkwing pushed his way through.

"Stand up," Darkwing growled at him. Negaduck could only stare numbly at him.

The Masked Mallard grabbed his opponent by the collar of his jacket and pulled him to his feet.

"You… bastard! You… !" Darkwing said. Negaduck was sure he had never seen his nemesis so angry. "How could you do this?! First, you threaten the life of my little girl… then you steal away our best friend!"

Darkwing shook him roughly.

"Mr. Darkwing… ?" one of the cops began, but Might Masked Mallard paid him no mind. He threw Negaduck to the ground. Balling his hand into a fist, he slammed it into Negaduck's face. Over and over and over again.

"How could you do this? How could you steal my friend… my brother, from me?! From my little girl? Death, right before her eyes! I never wanted that for her! Now she will live her entire life with that image emblazed upon her mind! How could you?!" Darkwing screamed.

Finally, Negaduck breathed a reply.

"I… never meant to hurt… her," he said.

Darkwing let go of him and backed away slightly.

"What do you mean? 'You never meant to hurt her'?" he asked.

Negaduck stood. The police had apparently decided to let these two settle their problem. The ambulance had arrived and was now carrying away Launchpad's body

"I never meant to hurt Gosalyn. I would've never killed her. I… wouldn't have had the heart to…" Negaduck said.

"What are you saying?" Darkwing asked, repulsed. "You… Do you love her?"

Negaduck simply stared at the ground.

"You sick… sick bastard! She's only a girl! Get out of my sight! Go!" Darkwing said, turning his back on Negaduck.

And without police interference, Negaduck left.

…………………

The crystal ball went dark. Gosalyn looked up. She could feel the tears forming in her eyes. Negaduck was simply staring at the floor.

End Notes: Another cliffhanger… I'm getting good at those. I hope everyone likes the way I wrote this. It's a bit darker than the rest of the fic has been. I'll also have to check my rating… with all the swearing DW did, I may have to increase it. Anyhow, please R & R! Thanks!