Day I don't know in quarantine. My skin went from tan to looking like a starbucks mocha frap in it's palest form. My dark hair has more light brown highlights and my eyes are getting lighter. For a split second I thought I needed sun to tan my hair and eye's. XD. This quarantine is driving me insane and you can see it. Nah, turns out I have European inheritance from my moms side, that's why my hair and eyes are turning lighter.
Sorry for being late, my internet was down and my computer wasn't working.
GiddyReflections - I saw my opportunity, and seized it. XD. And nah, I find 1987 Webby really adorable as well. Unfortunately we'll not see her here in this chapter because of timing. Plus I want to make you all wait as long as I can make you wait.
Disney Boy - You'll see when I have Lunaris in. And I'll use half of your idea. I won't say which half. Thanks! Your a big help with this story and I couldn't do it without you.
Unkown - he did, but plans changed when Abigor and Lizzette were sent away. Plus, Dewey was proving himself to be a tough nut to crack while Huey was easily taken down. He needed all three triplets to the other side… plus you'll see what he wanted the triplet for in this chapter. And you'll see just how crucial it is for Louie to remember as fast as he could. And your 3rd in line for the requests! Got it down, don't worry I don't mind.
Angelwings2002 - How it should've ended. XD. In fact, this is how it should've ended.
When they're 10 years old.
Dewey: We can't separate! We're a family!
Scrooge: lad, it's too dangerous to stay here. You leave tomorrow morning.
Huey: Deweys right, statistically speaking, if we stay together we have better chances of being safe.
Louie: Yeah! Why separate? What use is that? Have we ever accomplished anything when we separated?
Scrooge: Well no but….
Dewey: These Ducks don't back down! Did we separate when Magica attacked in the shadow war? Or did we defeat her together as a family?
Louie: Did we defeat Lunaris by ourselves or did we kick his butt out of this world as a family?
Huey: Ditto that? F.O.W.L tried to seprate us, but we got through it together!
Scrooge: Ok you know what, your right, your staying.
(Then the family stayed emotionally stable and no one was heart broken. Ruining the villains plans.)
Ninjatana Warrior - and even darker. There's a reason I picked K plus and not just the K rating.
Jpbake - They're basically doomed already. And I'm going to read the next chapter to your story tomorrow morning I promise.
dalek117 - Your welcome! And nah, everyone is getting sent to the other side, they just need his blood. Are you sure it wasn't the fact that she watched Dewey get kidnapped? Yeah, Beakly added to the pain. And oh yeah, once the bloodstones come into play, she'll be unstoppable.
Smuggries - I actually am planning on bringing it back. Surprisingly I've been asked about that story a lot lately. Did it suddenly get attention from nowhere? O_o
Lilbree - Why not her? And they may be physically strong but is she emotionally strong? Don't worry, it's not too bad…. kinda. Amd yeah, that's my intention. The 1987 version seems so much happier and has a charm to it. It always ended in a happy note. 2017? Nah, Frank just yanks our heart out with his bare hands and sets them on fire. And thanks, I've been putting 1987 references since the beginning, hinting at the other side.
Here we go!
On Inthaquak, many gods and goddesses were talking and catching up. Kids were running around, pets were playing, and more relatives were coming.
"Amias!" A balck and white duck noticed a man and his wife come on the island.
"Hades, glad to see you here," Amias shook his hand. Behind him was his wife and 10 year old daughter. Hades looked down at the girl who was shyly hiding behind her mother.
"Is this little Lizzette?" Hades kneeled down to look at her closer. Lizzette gave a blush and tugged on her mother's dress.
"It's alright sweetheart," Her mother pushed her to the god, "You remember your uncle Hades right?"
Lizzette gave a small nod, her body tensed up and hands fidgeting behind her back.
"Say, I saw your favorite cousin not too far from here. I do believe he went to the beach to talk with his other cousins."
Lizzettes eyes lit up like stars, her beak finally let a smile form. She gave the god a light handshake before running off to the beach.
"Glad to see she hasn't changed since the last reunion," Hades smiled.
"Same shy Lizzette," Amias commented. There was a small moment of silence between Amias and Hades.
"I'm…. going to go with Hades for a quick while. Why don't you enjoy yourself at the party," Amias told his wife. She happily nodded and walked away, leaving Hades and Amias alone.
"What was it that you needed me to know?" Amias asked the god once his wife was gone.
At the beach, Lizzette ran over to her favorite cousin. The 10 year old Abigor was entertained by all the girls and boys in the ocean, they were around his age. They were splashing, dancing and singing out any melody they wanted.
"You love watching them huh?" Lizzette slowly walked up to her cousin and gave him a hug from behind. Abigor gave out a light laugh and held into her arms around him.
"They're the descendents of sirens and Poseidon? They are always a sight to watch." Abigor said. Lizzette happily took a seat next to him and watched them swim around. They looked so majestic and beautiful. There was no doubt that people who look like them were related to gods and goddesses. So pretty, so elegant.
"Ew, who let a couple of rats near the ocean?" The two heard a female voice behind them. They turned to see a brown duck with black hair and hazel eyes. Her outfit was aquatic colors and made for swimming. She was no older than 9.
"Excuse me?" Abigor stood up and was ready for an argument but Lizzette grabbed his arm to calm him down.
"You two don't belong near my territory." The girl said to them, "Uncle Poseidon owns these waters and this is where my home is. I don't want you two near it."
"Sorry Coral, we'll move," Lizzette tried to pull Abigor aside but he wasn't budging.
"You have a problem with us being near your home?"
"Yes," Coral said this like it was the most obvious thing in the world, "You're a descendent of Hades. You have your own place to be, under the ground where no one can see you. And you Lizzette, you're more naive than your past ancestors. Do you have any idea how many people have taken advantage of love? You think love is real? Well it's not, it's just a made up thing that those in the lower class made to make them feel special."
"Actually…." Lizzette opened her beak to say something but Coral scoffed and spoke before her.
"If love was real, do you think people would be begging a goddess for a love potion?" Coral shut Lizzette up even before she could speak. Seeing they had nothing to say, Coral walked to the ocean, "Thought so. Poor naive Lizzette."
She bumped the girl with her hip making Lizzette fall back into the ocean. Abigor helped her up while glaring at the descendent of Poseidon.
"Too bad they're sea rats." Abigor mumbled in anger.
"Don't say that," Lizzette gave him a playful shove, "They may be narcissistic at times but they are good at heart."
"Lizzette Quackopoulos, descendant of the Goddess of Love, Aphroducky, is seeing the good in everyone?" Abigor said sarcastically but Lizzette knew he was only playing around.
"You know in every heart, there is at least a drop of love. And as long as that drop of love is there, it'll grow into an ocean, drowning the person in love," Lizzette said passionately.
"Cheesy much," Abigor laughed. Lizzette gave a small pout and crossed her arms.
"Descendent of the God of the Underworld. Being aggressive?" Lizzette teased back causing a laugh out of her cousin.
Near the beach, Lizzette was happily skipping around, looking for her aunt.
"Lizzette Quackopoulos? Is that my little baby girl?" She felt a lady grab her from behind and pull her into a hug. She felt a beak smother her in multiple kisses but she didn't mind.
"Aunt Aphroducky please," Lizzette laughed. The Goddess of Love walked to her lounging chair with her descendant in her arms. She laid down, placing the little girl on the edge of the seat.
"Oh look at you, you little cutie." The goddess placed another kiss on Lizzettes forehead, "You a hit with the boys at school?"
"Ew! Auntie!" Lizzette stuck her tongue out in disgust, "I'm only 10!"
"Never too early to start. Especially when you're my descendant," Aphroducky playfully booped Lizzettes beak, making her giggle. Her giggle soon died down and she looked away. Her gaze went to the ocean ahead, watching everyone playing in the water.
"Something on your mind dear?" Aphroducky noticed her attention wasn't her.
"Auntie….. what's love exactly," Lizzette asked.
"I adore that question!" The goddess perked up in excitement, "Honey, love is the most precious and powerful treasure in this entire world! It brings you close to others, it heals you, it makes you feel such wonderful things!"
"Things like?" Lizzette asked her.
"Things like warmth. It's like a fire in the heart that brings out the best in people. When you meet someone who feeds that flame with the right needs, it just keeps your soul singing and proud," the goddess chimed out loud, "Don't let that flame die Lizzette. Because if it does, you'll become colder than ice and your heart will be like a lump of stone."
"Oh…. so I just need to find the right boy?" Lizzette asked.
"Not just a boy, no one will ever love you like your parents dearest. Your father, your mother, their love for you is special and their love will never die." Aphroducky told her. Lizzette felt a spot of warmth in her heart. She loved her aunt, with all her heart. If she said that love was real, then it is.
Flash back over
"She sounds like a nice aunt," Boyd watched Lizzette as she picked apples from Persephone's garden. Lizzette hopped down from the tree and placed the red fruit in the basket the robot was holding.
"She is the best! I love my family tree. Our inheritance, our legacy, it's all ours to treasure. And I hope I can live up to my family's legacy, treasuring love of all kinds and helping others find love." Lizzette happily led Boyd to more fruit trees.
"And your entire family has a family reunion every year?" Boyd asked, picking up multiple baskets of fruits. He had around 20 full baskets in his arms, and they had one more to fill up.
"Yep! The next reunion is close. In about a week. We have to gather all these fruits to feed everyone. Especially those descendants of Dionysus. They have a wine company and they chuck down grapes like it's the end of the world," Lizzette told him, dropping some grapes into the basket, "One time, my cousins on Dionysus side had a jugging contest and one of them drank 3 gallons of grape juice. He was out like a light but at least he won the bet. A year supply of grapes!"
Lizzette giggled as did Boyd who found her stories amusing. Once she was done picking grapes, she held the basket and walked side by side with Boyd.
"You ok carrying all this? I can carry them too if you get tired," Lizzette offered.
"I'm ok," Boyd grabbed the basket of grapes from her arm and happily carried it, "I can't really feel pain or exhaustion."
"Perks of being a robot. Many boys would be jealous of you for your lack of pain. You're like a real life superman," Lizzette commented with a sweet smile, "My family would love to meet you. A real life sentiment robot? All of the smartest family members like Apollo would love to examine you. You should come!"
"Me? Where?" Boyd asked a little confused. Lizzette excitedly grabbed his arm and pulled him forward a little faster.
"The family reunion. Everyone is allowed 2 guests. You can be my guest. Please Boyd? You have no idea how happy everyone would be to see a real life robot. Athena is the goddess of wisdom, she'll adore you Boyd." Lizzette led the boy inside a house and helped him place the baskets on the counter.
"Well, if it makes you happy. Sure, I'll go to the reunion with you," Boyd agreed, making Lizzette squeal in excitement. She threw her arms around him and hugged him in a tight squeeze.
"I promise Boyd, you'll love my family. I will warn you about Odie, he's the descendent of Odysseus. He'll want to open you up and examine your inner working parts," when Lizzette said this, Boyd felt a gulp go down his throat, "Don't worry, I won't let him."
Lizzette laughed at his reaction. She pulled out the fruit and began to wash with Boyd.
"Tell me another story about your family," Boyd happily asked.
At an unknown place, Dewey was being held down by two purple handcuffs Magica forced onto him with her magic. He tugged, pulled and tried to walk, but the chains were chained to a boulder.
"Don't struggle little one. You're the one that volunteered to come," Magica walked by him. This didn't stop Dewey, the clinking and clattering of the chains kept echoing in the caves. Magica stopped a couple inches ahead of the blue boy and smiled in amusement, "Hmm…. Of course we didn't really have a choice. Your brothers are already with in our grasp."
"Will you stop it with the riddles!" Dewey snapped, he was so close to biting through the chains himself, "You sound like fortune cookies if fortune cookies were cursed. What do you want from me?"
"Feisty isn't he?" Magica giggled.
"Indeed," a male voice nearly startled Dewey. He looked around, trying to catch a glimpse of what or who was talking, "No need to keep looking for me young man."
Dewey yelped when he felt a heavy hand land on his shoulder. He pulled away and looked to his side where a large man stood, "What do you want from me? What is so important that you had to kidnap me?"
"Straight to the point," Merlock didn't seem amused unlike Magica. He walked to a stone shelf where many gems were. Purple, pink, green, any color you can name, there stood a gem, "I'm not sure you understand how precious your blood is to me."
"My blood? Like actual blood?" Dewey felt his courage drop a bit from this sentence.
"What did you think Magica ment?" Merlock asked, his back still turned to him.
"I… that she meant it metaphorically? You know, she needed someone in the Mcduck clan, not actual blood." Dewey said, unsure of himself. His heart dropped completely when he saw Merlock held a sharp shard of glass in his hand. He poked the point of the glass but seemed unpleased, so he tossed it aside. Dewey felt better until he pulled out a silver colored knife from his belt.
"Hold still," Merlock walked up to Dewey and tried to grab his hand. Dewey pulled back right away. No way was anyone cutting him open today.
"Nuh uh, you're insane if you think I'll let…" Dewey screamed when he felt Magica grab his arm from behind and pinned it against his back.
Magica held him down while Merlock placed the blade of his knife on Deweys palm. He felt Merlock close his own hand tight over the blade, and slowly, Merlock pulled out the knife. Dewey cringed in pain, feeling the blade slicing his hand open. Dewey counted the seconds, hoping this would end soon. One, two, three he counted. He could feel a thick liquid pour out of his palm. Four, five, six, every second felt like a minute and he loathed it. The cut stung like crazy. He felt Magica place a cold tube under his hand, catching the liquid that poured out. Seven, eight, nine, finally, he felt the knife slide completely out. Letting his hand feel the cool air again.
"Ten," Dewey let out his breath he didn't even know he was holding.
"There, now that wasn't so bad right?" Magica ruffled Deweys hair. She wrapped Deweys hand in a white bandage while Merlock poured the red liquid into what looked like a hollow gem? A blue one to be exact. The gem only got around 3 drops put in it, leaving some spare in the tube.
"Ok, I let you slice my hand, now tell me what is going on!" Dewey demanded, "You tried to break my family apart, kidnapped me and separated me from my family. What do you want?"
"So many questions. But it wouldn't matter if we gave you the answers," Merlock placed the extra liquid in the tube into a green and red gem, "But if you must know, have you ever wondered why your pals went missing for a while?"
"You mean like Gandra? Drake?" Dewey asked.
"They faced the same thing as you," Merlock placed the blue, red and green gem on a shelf, the name Dewey, Huey, and Louie appearing on the wall they laid against. Dewey eyed the shelf. He slapped himself mentally for not seeing this in the first placed. The name Drake was above the purple smooth stone, the name Gandra was above the sharp, dark purple gem with electric blue streaks. Gosalyn was written above the deep dark red gem, and finally Goldie was written above the smooth gold green gem. Now, they're names were put on the shelf as well.
"You share the same blood as your brothers so we only needed one of you," Magica pulled out a blue gem necklace from her pocket. She hovered it over Deweys head and gave him a smirk, "You don't need all the details. Just know for us to be able to take the world, we need to get rid of the competition first. Your family has a good reputation of being undefeated, so we had to take our time with this plan. Break your family emotionally, put the gems on you, and get sent to the other side, giving us a bigger chance at victory. Once we get the very last of you Mcducks, phase 2 will begin… say hello to your brothers for me. And, Webbigail should be waiting for you by now."
Dewey felt his whole body tense at the last words. The last thing he felt was the necklace falling over his shoulders and around his neck.
Dewey cried out in pain when he felt his body sink. He fell to the ground, shouting in pain and clutching onto the chains, trying to deal with the pain. The last thing he saw? A flash of blue.
Back at the underworld, Lena was pacing back and forth, whispering prayers and hoping Louie would come back soon.
"He'll be fine," Abigor assured her.
"Fine? Louie probably doesn't remember who he really is," Lena panicked, pacing faster, "There has to be another way, we have to find another way."
Lena leaned in and tried to take Louie's ring off but Abigor grabbed her hand before she could grab Louie's, "He can do it. I've seen Louie before, he's very persuasive and sharp minded. He'll find out who he is and convince the other too. My only concern is if Merlock has made the soul gem permanent yet."
"Permanent? The soul gems are permanent?" Lenas eyes widened in shock. Abigor backed away from the sound of Lenas angry voice.
"No there not, or these hollow ones aren't," Abigor gestured to Louies ring, "It's the blood gems that are. The soul gems only take control of the mind and body but that's only 50% of it. If you get the blood of the gems holder then it can be permanent."
Lena shook her head lightly, indicating she didn't understand. Abigor took a deep breath in and prepared to explain.
"For example, the gem Louie has a soul gem. It places his soul in another world but he still has a chance at remembering and coming back to his body. A blood stone, that stone requires a couple drops of blood. So if I placed a couple drops of Louies blood in a soul stone, it'll become a blood stone. Place the blood stone on Louie and it'll slowly consume his entire body. His blood will become stone, his bones, his skin and feathers, all stone. Making it impossible to come back to reality and trapping his soul on the other side."
Lenas beak nearly hit the ground at the sound of this, "My friends can become gem zombies?... Forever…"
She let her head fall onto her hands, her fingers gripping onto her hair.
"Why didn't they just use the blood stones? Why use soul stones first?" Lena asked.
"Why do you think?" Abigor asked her instead. Lena thought for a good while.
"They needed the captured ones to look normal so they could spread the gems to the others," Lena concluded, "Once they have everyone under the spell of the soul stone, they'll change them to the bloodstone making them into gems and permanent…. That's the plan…. That's what they wanted…. They wanted to break us emotionally, capture us with the soul stones, spread the gems to others, then capture us permanently with the blood stone..….. they're getting rid of us one by one…."
There was a long pause of silence. Nothing was heard, not even wind, just the frantic breathing of Lena.
"I tried to warn you 7 years ago with your first dream," Abigor said. Lena was still processing everything in her head. It was all too much, she felt like fainting.
"7 years ago….. you warned me 7 years ago," Lena repeated.
"Yeah," Abigor nodded.
"How?" Lena whispered.
"I'm sorry what?" Abigor asked. He was nearly knocked down just by the speed of Lena snapping her angry gaze at him.
"How did you warn me 7 years ago? We were 10. We didn't even know each other at that time? Why did you warn me? How did you warn me?" Lena asked him in a low and threatening tone.
"Oh….. oh boy…." Abigor thought out loud.
I might need therapy once the lock down is over. I thought my dog was dead until I noticed he blinked, I had the show box ready and everything.