Darkwing Duck: Endurance and blood! Or a great sacrifice to save a life and to prove a point!
Gosalyn carries a cure for her father's deadly illness through the dark streets of Saint Canard when suddenly she meets up with a certain villain and has to survive being tortured by him in order for her to save her father! A sequel to Darkwing Duck: Secret Heart! This will contain only a slight reference to its prequel. Rated T for gore blood and torture in the next chapter! (Which will probably be much shorter then I think by the way) Duckien is a name I made up as species of humanoid duck that populates Saint Canard Duckberg and other places as well. !
"There is nothing more I can do," Dr. Sarah Bellum said, "as I've said before he has Cattena's disease and will be dead by the time the sun rises!"
Launchpad was horrified at the thought of losing his longtime friend and crime fighting companion. Morganna stared into space in shock. Gosalyn just cried and screamed
"No! I won't lose another family member… I've lost so much; da… I mean Darkwing is one of the few things that keep me going… that keeps me living… that keeps me sane… without him I'm nothing…." Morganna hugged the young girl who she hoped one day would be her stepdaughter. Her face filled with sorrow and her eyes were darkened but then suddenly a glimmer of hope appeared in them as she said
"Wait… let's not give up yet I have an idea. Where science has failed magic may prevail!"
"What are you talking about? There's no such thing as magic and even if there were how could help it help us?" said Dr. Sarah looking skeptically at her.
"Trust me," Morganna said, "there is such a thing as magic and there is a cure for the disease that Dark has but its all the way across the opposite end of the city in a obscure magic and potions shop… I'm exhausted and I don't want to leave Dark's side so someone else is going to have to go on my place I can teleport that person all the way to the shop but I can't teleport them back because the spell is too draining of my magical powers. That is why it is rarely used by me or any other magical being." She looked at the doubting female scientist next to her who protested by saying
"I have to keep it ministering tranquilizers for Darkwing's own safety and besides I have no experience whatsoever in the realm of magic!"
"I can't go"Launchpad said with great distress, "the Ratcatcher is missing a wheel and as a result of a recent crash during a chase with some robbers my leg is broken and I have to use crutches so I can't go."
"Besides I don't wanna leave DW's side!" Gosalyn sighed and thought this was most ironic that the complete and utter devotion Launchpad and Morganna were showing would prove to be his undoing because neither one would go and get the cure to save his life… it appears that I must intervene and in the process show that I am not a weakling as they would have themselves believe. She sighed once again and said "I'll go…!"
They stared at her in shock but before they could avoid as voiced their objections to her going she said "guys think about I'm the only one remaining in this group who can go. I can take care of myself.
Besides, as you know Morganna, I've been studying magic at potions with you for the past two months in order to become an apprentice enchantress so I can one day become a full fledged sorceress like you and so therefore I know nearly as much about magic spells if only in name as you do so I'm the most qualified person besides yourself to go!" The three others debated this and after whispering to each other for a minute or so Morganna finally said
"Your father might hate us and potentially me for putting you in so much danger but we agree to send you; besides eventually he will come to his senses and be very proud of you; I know I am!"
Gosalyn allowed herself to blush slightly and then a few moments and one incantation later she disappeared with a crack of thunder and a burst of light.
She then reappeared outside of a nearly deserted shop which she assumed was the place she was looking for and then she entered the shop called "The Twisted World!" There was a large show room filled with antiques potions and spell books with terrible evil looking shadows being cast on the walls. Towards the back end of the shop there was an old Duckein whose eyes twinkled…all three of them!
Gosalyn was not offended disturbed or in any way put off by this; for her in the time since she had met her stepfather, and even well before that, she had encountered the strange and unusual. The person who she presumed to be the owner regarded her with a gentle and friendly smile and said
"How may I help you young lady?"
Gosalyn gave him a warm smile in return and said cheerily
"Do you by chance have a cure for Cattena's disease?" he thought for a moment and said
"Yes but my daughter knows the inventory better than I do I'm the one who mans the cash register and sales; she does inventory trade and purchase."
While they waited for the man's daughter/business partner Gosalyn remembered the events that led up to why she was here: This situation had begun earlier that day just after Gosalyn rather reluctantly got up, took a shower, secretly meditated, and did the rest of her usual routine… then after going down stairs to have breakfast… suddenly to her horror she saw her father wearing his usual tasteless green sweater fall to the floor and then convulsed shook violently for several moments and then collapsed unconscious! Not wasting a second she ran towards the phone preparing to dial 911.
However, due to her psychic power, she felt a sense of danger like she being watched she quickly changed her mind calling instead her old secret acquaintance J. Gander Hooter, S.H.U.S.H's chief of operations/leader who quickly contacted S.H.U.S.H's chief Nobel Prize winning scientist and a founding member of the I.S.O or Intergalactic Science Organization: Sarah Bellum! She quickly told her once and future boss that she was going to get Launchpad and take Darkwing to Morganna McCawber's home and to have the doctor meet them there after supplying directions to the once a week randomly moving home of the city's resident sorceress.
Before waking up her father's side kick and dear friend she quickly dressed her father in his crime fighting costume because she thought the person coming to see them at Morganna's house was much more likely willing to help them if it was Saint Canard's resident crime fighter instead of one of its ordinary citizens; to that end she tried to find her rather annoying she thought and very gimmicky Quiverwing Quack costume but for the life of her she couldn't find it! And so she went there and they went alone for Gosalyn's dear friend Honker Muddlefoot was out of town that day and would not be back until 11:00 in the morning attending a child prodigy convention.
When they arrived there pleasantries were exchanged and then the good doctor arrived rather late at 12:00 at night citing a top secret meeting of the I.S.O as her excuse for being late.
Soft footsteps broke Gosalyn out of her thinking trance as she noticed a young very beautiful probably 18 year old Duckein (who presumed to be owner's daughter) with a long Chinese dress with a Ying&Yang covering her breasts and most of her chest area. Her hair was done up in a bun and she had three eyes but for most striking feature was that she also had a large white horn just above her third eye making her look short of like a unicorn stepping out of the doorway from behind the counter. She walked slowly towards her. She looked for a moment silently studying the young woman she's cute Gosalyn thought… check that she's HOT! The woman in question said
"Greetings welcome to our shop how can I help you?" Her father quickly explained to her what Gosalyn had asked for and she elaborated on it
"It's a matter of life and death!" After a few minutes of searching for the item in question the woman brought out a small green vial with a quirk cork to stop the precious liquid inside from getting out. It was then Gosalyn to her complete and under humiliation remembered that she didn't have any money and the store wouldn't take regular American money because the magical community had its own currency which Gosalyn knew very little about.
She was about to reach in to a secret pocket in her purple pocket T-shirt that contained money from nearly every single country on earth surely there was something here they would take; scents some people in the magical community used Transylvanian currency (of which, thanks to Morganna, she had several hundred dollars worth) she thought she could use that; however as it turned out the store owner owed Morganna a favor so she got the item for free normally she would have loved to browse around the shop but she had a family member to save and pity those who would be a try and stop her when a family member was threatened.
She raced outside after saying goodbye to her new acquaintances however she felt a sense of dread… it was all too easy she thought something bad had to happen… it always did!
Meanwhile unknown to her from an alleyway nine blocks from the edge of the side of Saint Canard that her house was on a sinister figure waited in the obscuring shadows… the figure had a red fedora on which was all of him that sold except for the sharp deadly looking knife in its hands; the blade sparkled menacingly with moonlight as the figure rubbed the two flat edges of the knife between its pointer and the middle finger and flashed two rows of sharp pointy teeth as it said "All right Mr. Bulba soon I'll have the 10 billion dollars I get…" the figure burst into horrible cackling laughter as it finished its words by saying, "for doing something I enjoy very much indeed; namely… torturing little duckling girls…. he-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!"
To Be Concluded…! I didn't expect this to be in two parts but that's how it happened by the way this story's dedicated my dad Rick, Ms. Turtle, (the only person who actually enjoyed the prequel to this story) my online friend and fellow author Kioko the pirate, and of course my other online friend Blissey! Consider this a Christmas present guys; thanks!
Special thanks to Ms. Turtle in particular for proofreading this!