A Christmas Peril
A Disney Duck Fanfic:
Instead of being purely based on one entity, this story takes background from Classic Donald Duck cartoons, Ducktales, and Darkwing Duck.
Contains Major Spoilers to Braced Company
Written By:
Stef with an F and Nightw2
Disclaimers
Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella's past as Bella Widgeon was designed by Stefwithaf. The following saga characters were also created by Stefwithaf: Melanie Widgeon, Cindy Ganderquack, Jeffery Ruddy, Ashley Ruddy, Ronnie Mallard, and Lisa Mallard. The following future characters were created by a joint effort by Nightw2 and Stefwithaf: Regina Duck / Lady Lightning, Brianna Duck / Demigoddess, Shannon Duck / ThinkTank, Skylark McQuack, Beau, and Bonnie.
Time Setting
The action of this story mostly takes part six months after Braced Company, which is roughly nine years after the time setting of the Darkwing Duck cartoon series. Parts of the story will also take place twenty-five years in the future of this stories setting.
WARNING
This story contains some adult themes; therefore it has received the Teen rating. This could but not necessarily so pertain to every chapter, yet may include: moderate language and violence, and sexual themes.
Chapter 2
Present Day
In Saint Canard, Gosalyn was taking care of some Christmas shopping with Huey (who was wearing his Speed Prince belt under his normal attire so that he could get back to Duckburg as soon as possible when he was done here), talking about the big Mallard/Duck/McQuack family Christmas party they were making preparations for.
"I still can't get over it. I mean, LP and your mom's first Christmas as husband and wife... and MY last Christmas before heading for college." Gosalyn thought out loud.
"Hey. It's not so bad. I mean, I still get to see you almost every day... even going to college." Huey commented.
Surprised she voiced her thoughts out loud, Gosalyn replied, "Yeah, but you have that super-speed belt of yours. I don't have any gadgets for traveling great distances in a short time... not even a car or motorcycle. I mean, I've had my driver's license for almost two years now and Dad is still too overprotective to spring for so much as a moped. I mean, if I'm responsible enough to help protect the city from super-villains, you'd think I'd be responsible enough to handle my own transportation... aside from a bicycle or skateboard, I mean."
Well, he'll eventually come around. I mean, he did when it came to letting you operate officially as his junior partner, right? Besides, you know Dewey could probably figure out how to build a pretty nice super-car for you pretty easily with that super-brain he's got when he's wearing the helmet, right?" Huey commented, trying to sound supportive
"Yeah, but I don't want to burden you and your brothers like that, even if we ARE a team." Gosalyn answered honestly.
At McDuck Manor, Louie and Webby are speaking to each other in person for the first time in almost a month (they talk on the phone almost every day, but the last time they saw each other directly was Thanksgiving). Louie sighed at the thought of how rough this was on both of them. Studying so hard to be a doctor at college really was rather time-consuming.
"So, where IS Uncle Scrooge, Webby? Major business deal come up?" Louie asked out of simple curiosity during the course of they're conversation.
"No, Louie. Thankfully, it was nothing like that. Though he DID bring his business cell phone in case anything came up at the office." Webby said with a smirk. She knew Louie was just trying to make small talk to cover for the fact he was feeling guilty about not being able to spend as much time with her as either would like anymore. "He was just heading out to personally deliver an invitation to a Christmas party."
"Uncle Scrooge is actually inviting somebody to a Christmas party? Personally, at that?" Louie answered returning her smirk. He had a pretty good idea who it was judging by Webby's smirk. One of the few major chinks in his Uncle Scrooge's emotional armor...
"Yeah. He should be back from the Klondike tomorrow." Webby put in, still smirking.
The Future; Darkwing Tower
Regina was looking at two other teenage girls in costumes while Skylark was doing quick maintenance to make sure the time machine was running right. One was a fairly muscular and reasonably tall-for-her-age fifteen-year-old blonde girl garbed in a golden yellow armored chest with a black helmet and matching leg armor and navy blue metal boots (she also wore a golden yellow ring with a dark purple gemstone imbeddened in it. The other was a fourteen-year-old female in an ice blue lab coat with medium brown slacks and a matching long-sleeved shirt and a black mask. "Okay, I heard the news from Dad. What's our next move, Reg..."
The girl in the armor shook her head slightly, realizing too late, the comment such a slip would generate from Regina.
"I thought I told you... Demigoddess... not to address me by that name when I'm in costume." Regina commented, making it a point not to refer to her cousin, Brianna Bettina Duck, by HER real name when she was in costume.
"Sorry, Lady Lightning. My apologies." Demigoddess put in quickly before getting back on track "So... Lady Lightning... what's our next move?"
"While our parents are employing all the best investigative and medical resources money can buy to try to find an antidote, we will be following another lead... if Mage ever shows up." Lady Lightning answered.
"He should. I just contacted him and he should be here in a couple of minutes. He just had some unavoidable business to take care of first." Beau commented as he looked at the heroines.
"Yes. True, time IS of the essence... in both senses of the word, but as long as he is here soon that should be good enough because... one good thing about time travel... we can spend as much time in the past as we like and still return less than one minute after we left... if we so desired." The lab-coated girl in the black mask commented.
"Indeed so, Thinktank." Beau commented.
Present day
The middle of the park is blanketed by white snow and the water in the lake is frozen solid up to (or rather DOWN to) four feet below the surface. But this would not be the extent of the cold times Saint Canard had coming, because a massive vortex opened up ominously in the sky and spat out two VERY mean-looking 30-foot black-and-yellow robots.
To Be Continued
Author note: The character of Mage is also an entity created and designed by Nightw2 and Stefwithaf/Greenleofiend . Sorry for the delay on this chapter. We both hope you had a Merry Christmas, and that you have a fun and safe New Year. Thanks again.