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 Double Triangle Trouble and Braced Company

Written By:

Stef with an F and Nightw2

Disclaimers

Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella's saga as Bella Widgeon McQuack 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 / Think-Tank, Skylark McQuack, Beau Campbell, Bonnie Volt, and Mage. Also the personas first created in Double Triangle Trouble: Speed Prince, Major Mind, and Kid Quackules.

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 5

Present Day

At Darkwing Tower, Darkwing began walking back and forth, he was not yet sure what he wanted to do with these hero wannabe interlopers, and the fact they knew about the tower didn't help one bit.

Morgana placed a hand on her husband's shoulder, as if she was pleading with him to calm down.

"Mage," she began, "I did what you requested. Now, would you please inform us on what is going on? It seems that you have us at such a big disadvantage."

Mage stood silent for a moment as he studied the surroundings. It was strange how primitive the tower looked in this time setting. Not like it was necessarily ancient; far from it; but still the shock caused him to a moment to reflect.

"Well, the short simple answer is that we are from the future. Twenty-five years to be exact. I am an acquaintance of the future's Foursome of Fury. Our time frame's Megavolt, has decided upon a bi-temporal attack. He has sent troops into Outer Space. The Fury is on pursuit of this task," Mage replied.

Quiverwing turned to face Mage, her arms crossed, "Well, if Megavolt is planning to send his monstrous robots to our time frame, I welcome the challenge. But what is this future presence of mutual vital importance that you mentioned?"

Lady Lightning took the chance to talk sass to her mother, "Megavolt is invading St. Canard with 30 feet robots equipped with high-level future tech. Isn't that reason enough?"

Quiverwing rolled her eyes. Lady Lightning was right, but she didn't like not knowing the whole story. Lady Lightning was about her age, and assembled herself as if she was the leader of the group, even though three others appeared they too could arguably hold this position.

Speed Prince emerged from behind his future wife.

"Please," he interrupted, "Please tell us all you can about these menaces."

"Where am I in this future of events?" Gizmoduck asked, unable to suppress his curiosity any longer.

Demigoddess laughed, amused. In her time setting, Fenton Crackshell was like an uncle to her. Gizmoduck was mostly retired in her time frame, but Fenton Crackshell, was still an accountant at McDuck Enterprises. Her mother, Webbigal Vanderquack Duck, was an acting CEO in the company since her father's Quackules persona often kept him away from the office.

"Well, Mr. Gizmoduck, I believe you are helping Darkwing, Morgana and Launchpad in the future. Wouldn't you be more interested in what your friend Fenton is doing?" she added with a wink that caused Lady Lightning to shake her head at her.

"Watch your mouth, Brianna," Lady Lightning snapped, secretly satisfied with herself, as she fulfilled her previous promise to herself.

Demigoddess groaned. "And you call me the immature one," she muttered under breath.

"Would someone please tell me what is going on?" Darkwing added again. "How do you all know about this place?"

"We are associates of the Fury" Mage answered again.

Launchpad shrugged, "Perhaps you are, but you have to understand we are hesitant on who knows about this place. This is a pretty cool hideout. Is there a way to prove what you are claiming? Not that we are saying that you are lying."

Skylark approached. "Perhaps, I can do that Dad," she revealed.

"Dad!" everyone from the present shouted, directing their attention to the one of the only two unmasked individuals.

"Well, I felt since I am not wearing a mask, I should be the one to shed the light,"

Miss McQuack added. "I'm Skylark McQuack. Your first born."

"First born?" Launchpad wondered out loud. "How many children do I have?"

Skylark shook her head, "I'm sorry Dad, but I'm not sure I should tell you that. It is important that we do not reveal too much. Just being here could dramatically alter future events. Though, previous history did not include these robots. This was a new development."

"Could there have been something in the present that Megavolt could want changed?" Kid Quackules asked.

Beau considered that question deeply, "Perhaps. Though, it's more the matter of their being two possible avenues for his plan's destruction. The one in the present, and the one in the past. Well, in your case, the one in the future and the one in the present."

Think-Tank nodded. "Correct. Major Mind, perhaps you can speculate our connections?"

She smiled at her father in the silent challenge.

Major Mind's face flustered, he noticed something familiar in her stance and in her style. And the powers she possessed made it even more obvious. How did he not notice before?

"You are my daughter. And that of…Arachnia Ink," Major Mind correctly assumed.

Think-Tank nodded.

"I thought, we weren't supposed to say anything?" Demigoddess inquired, jealous that Shannon was allowed the honor and she was not. Not realizing the real reason of Regina's annoyance was the fact that she let it slip what Gizmoduck's identity might be in case it was still a secret to the involved heroes in this time setting.

Think-Tank shrugged.

Lady Lightning sighed. "Well, if we waited much longer, Grandpa might have flipped out."

(Calisota State Prison)

Ashley breathed in deeply, the state of her condition would soon be dramatically clear.

She hid herself in large prison gowns that she bartered from other inmates, yet she was about seven months pregnant now, she could no longer assume even the stupider guards could confuse such a localized weight gain.

She regretted pushing the men in her life aside, but how could she face them? She didn't want them trapped to live among her problems

She knew then what she had to do. After Christmas, before the New Year she would call her brother. Perhaps she could convince him or her father to take in her child until she was able to raise him or her by herself.

Ashley sighed, knowing what she really had to do. She had to call Tank. Give him the child to raise. Or the children, she instead suspected she was carrying. She loved Tank, but not in the way he required or the way she needed. And she knew he was the father of her child the day she collapsed only days prior to her arrest.

"Miss Ruddy?" a voice interrupted her daydream. "Miss Ruddy. Earth to Arachnia Ink!"

It was the second title that startled Ashley enough to weaken her intense trance.

"Huh?" she replied as if she returned from the other side of the earth.

"Face me, Ruddy, and respond in complete sentences," he replied in a stern voice.

Ashley turned around and made eye contact with a guard she never seen before.

"Who are you and what do you want?" she commanded.

The white feathered guard glared at Ashley in belittling matter.

"Oh, the jailbird is attempting to order me around?"

Ashley stared back at the man, and attempted to hold onto her stance.

The man laughed, "I could probably blow you over with one breath," he ridiculed. "You have a guest."

"Tell him to go away," Ashley commented.

The man shook his head, "You are going to see her and tell her yourself."

Ashley sighed and said "Very well, but I don't have to like it."

(Back at Darkwing Tower)

"Grandpa!" Darkwing shouted as he stared at the three teens. "Who? What? Where? Sometimes Why?"

"It's been twenty-five years Mr. Mallard," Think-Tank began. "Your children grew up and had children. Lady Lightning there is Huey and Gosalyn's daughter. Their second born. Their first born decided to work for McDuck Enterprises. So, Regina here decided to be the first to follow into her mother's footsteps."

Quiverwing stared at Lady Lightning, shocked. "You sassed me!"

Lady Lightning laughed, "Well, you are not my mother, yet."

"Hey watch your mouth, young lady! Don't talk to your mother that way!" Darkwing shouted without thinking.

Quiverwing chuckled, "Nice to see it from this angle."

Darkwing shivered. "My granddaughter is the same age as my daughter. That sounds like some freaky Jeri Spring-Chicken stuff to me!"

"And you are my daughter?" Kid Quackules asked Demigoddess.

She nodded. "Shocking?"

He nodded, "Yeah, I would say. And you two are?"

"Friends," Beau answered. "My name is Beau Campbell. And you have met Mage."

"And who was the cyborg?" Quiverwing asked.

Beau frowned. "She is my sister. Her name is Bonnie, but she goes by Bonnie Volt."

"Bonnie Volt?" the name wrenched off Quiverwing's tongue. "Is she married to Megavolt?"

Beau closed his eyes tightly. "She may as well be."

"What happened?" Quivering asked with both intense curiosity and genuine compassion.

"I rather not talk about it," he admitted. "It happened long time ago. Well, for me."

"What about my children?" Darkwing asked.

The blood drained from Lady Lightning's face.

"Well, that is why we are here. Quiverwing is with the rest of the Fury. Uncle Ronnie, well, he is a little tied up right now."

"Tied up? Has he been captured?" Darkwing asked concerned for his son. "Well, he is has to be oh gosh, 31 or so in your time setting. If he is anything like his old man, I am sure he could take care of himself."

He gasped to breathe when he realized there was one omission. "Lisa?"

Skylark tried to smile. "You would be very proud of her. She became one of finest SHUSH agents ever."

Darkwing studied Skylark's face, even if she didn't inform the crowd of her parentage, it wouldn't take a brain surgeon to realize that she was Bella and Launchpad's offspring. She shared her father's eyes, yet her mother's beak. Her hair was a mixture of both parents, wavy, and a rich auburn in color.

Skylark, lowered her head, at first not able to tell the man she considered her Uncle Drake, the story about how his youngest daughter was fighting for both her and his newest grandson's life. And that their trip through time was not only a mission to stop Megavolt's invasion into their past, but also a desperate battle to save a woman they all loved so much.

Donald and Daisy drove back to their house to find Bella on the porch waiting for them with Melanie, Ron and Lisa.

"What is wrong?" Donald asked.

"You didn't watch the news?" Bella asked.

"No, we were at an OB appointment, and we listened to a CD on the way home." Daisy replied.

"There is an invasion of robots in St. Canard. Morgana trusted me to watch Ronnie and Lisa while she went to help Darkwing and Launchpad face them," Bella replied.

"Oh great, Merry Christmas," Donald mumbled sarcastically before asking, with a visible amount of concern, "Where are the boys?"

Bella glanced at Donald in a sideways manner, "Where do think they are?"

"Are you two going to continue to answer a question with another question? Dog-gone it! Now, I am doing it too!"

As if like magic, Scrooge McDuck's limo appeared, Scrooge having just gotten back from the airport with his... Christmas guest. After voicing some request to Duckworth before the butler made his way back to the mansion, Scrooge approached the bickering trio. The kids stood as unwilling spectators.

"Uncle Scrooge!" Melanie shouted. "I am so glad you are here!"

Scrooge patted the child on her shoulder.

"Let's come inside, there is no need upsetting your selves where all over Duckburg can overhear."

Before Donald, Daisy, and Bella could disagree, he led them to the house, and closed the door as Duckworth opened the limo door for Goldie.

To Be Continued

Author Note: Two chapters in two days, can I get a "Whoohoo!". Thank you. As promised, this chapter is also a longer chapter, so hopefully, you enjoy that aspect as well. The story is just starting to heat up, we hope we do not disappoint you. Please tell us what you think, thanks again. :-) : -Stef