A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes
By Alex Lyons3
Disclaimer: I do not own Mighty Ducks or anything attached to the great Animated show. Enjoy the enjoyable fanfic that is here merely for your enjoyment.
Chapter 5.
On Puckworld a gorgeous swan like figure was hurrying along the busy sidewalks. The heels of her boots clacked noisily on the still overly warm concrete. Even after a year of freedom from Saurian rule the planet had yet to return to it's normal weather pattern. She cringed at the thought, even though Lord Dragaunus was gone, he was always with her. In her very veins ran his blood. Even in the heat she had to wear long sleeves, long pants, gloves and sunglasses to cover the now present scales that ran from her fingertips, all the way up her outer arms; around to her back and down the backs of her legs. Her eyes had taken on a very Saurian look as well, becoming slitted like a cat's or a snake's. The only scales that she couldn't hide were the long ridge of spikes that started at her hair line and traveled down the middle of her head and trailed down her spine. Luckily those were long and thin and looked a good deal like her hair. She shivered from the memory. All those needles! All those Saurian scientist, smirking evilly at her. Poking and Prodding her with objects. Filling her body with chemicals that made her loose her feathers in the places that now were scaled. She was wearing a long sleeved black shirt, long black denim pants, black gloves and a black leather coat. She wore a badge on her left, declaring her one of Puckworld's finest.
'Bet Duke would flip.' She thought to herself, unamused.
She shook her head to herself angrily, she did not need to think of her ex-husband this early on in the week. Ever since she had become a cop, she'd think about Duke. Maybe it was all the wanted posters still up for his capture, but she just couldn't shake the feeling that Duke L'Orange was still out there somewhere even though her mind said that the likely hood of Duke still being alive and not stealing every jewel in sight was down right unthinkable. Where ever Duke was, he was keeping his head down. At least, if he was in this city. She growled low to herself for being sidetracked, yet again by her thoughts. She turned around and walked back up to the building that she had meant to go into earlier. She opened the door roughly.
"Having problems, Sugar?" An annoying drake called McMallard asked.
Thea only grunted. She didn't really want to talk to the other officer. He was to say the least a bit weird.
"Hey! I know what'll cheer you up!" McMallard said grinning from ear to ear. "All the other girls cheer up immediately when I do this."
Thea merely looked at him out of the corner of her eye. Her slitted pupil narrowed to almost nonexsistant.
"Why don't we grab dinner and a movie, then we can head back to my place for a little R and R? What do ya say?" McMallard said, oblivious to the look of pure hatred she had shot him.
"No, Mac." She said harshly, her voice sounded like gravel turning. Her throat still had never fully healed from all the soot that she had inhaled when she had escaped The Master Tower's destruction.
"Aw! Why not? Too busy...again?!" McMallard cooed at her as he played with her long platinum blond hair. Luckily, he had yet to touch her spikes.
"No. I'm not in the mood." She said, yanking her hair away from him. Her comm suddenly and thankfully went off. She looked at it. A tiny red light blipped at the top. "Be back." She stated simply and without waiting for an answering reply from McMallard, she slipped off to the ladies room. She checked each of the stalls. After making sure that the coast was clear she locked the door and opened her comm up.
"What do you want Wraith?" She snarled at the frail looking Saurian.
"Lord Dragaunus has an important task for you that he wishes for you to complete. He knows that you will not fail him unlike the other two he brought here to Earth." Wraith said, his wispy voice firm.
"'Bout time." Thea grumbled. "So, when do you need me?"
"Now, would be preferable." Wraith said smoothly.
"Good!" Thea said, happily. "The sooner I get off this retched planet, the sooner those bozos will leave me alone."
"Then, I suspect that we'll be seeing you soon?" Wraith asked.
"Beam me up!" Thea said cheekily.
She unlocked the door to the ladies' room as a green light engulfed her and then she was gone to the Raptor.
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To Sailor Vegeta: I thought the idea had some merit when I came up with it. I sure didn't want to have her like DeCoy or Canard, sent off into Dimensional limbo. I didn't want to kill her either because that would have had the story mostly set in flashbacks and no offense of flashbacks, but this story only needs one (sorta!)