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 6

"Thank you Mr. Duckworth, can you show me where I am staying?" Goldie asked as they entered the empty mansion.

Duckworth nodded as he led Goldie up the stairs. He showed her the room before returning down the stairs to get the rest of Goldie's effects.

Mrs. Beakley equipped with a broom in one hand, and a dust pan in the other exited one of the adjacent rooms.

"Oh! Miss Goldie! What a surprise!" Mrs. Beakley greeted warmly. "It has been so long. Are you saying for the holidays?"

Goldie nodded. "Yes, Scrooge has promised me a big surprise this Christmas though; if it has anything to do with the property he sold me he can forget it. It's mine fair and square. And mine it is going to stay to be!"

Mrs. Beakley laughed uneasily, "Well, of course, but Mr. McDuck does like to try, doesn't he?"

Goldie sighed. "I sometimes wonder why I put up with that man."

Mrs. Beakley didn't say out loud what she was thinking. She was in enough trouble already.

"Well," Mrs. Beakley said instead, "I better get back to that cobweb…"

Goldie nodded and then retired to her room, suspicious as ever about what Scrooge had up his sleeve this time.

Webby entered the room and crossed her arms.

"Grammy, what are you thinking?" Webby asked.

"Well, Webby darling what could you mean?" Mrs. Beakley asked.

She was clenching an old Christmas album of an old Beakley gathering.

Webby picked her head over, "What is this?"

"The last Christmas with your grandfather. It was a shame that you never actually met him."

"I wasn't hatched yet, was I?" Webby asked.

Bettina Beakley shook her head. "See there you are in your mother's pouch. And your father behind her fixing her blonde curls—your mother was so worried about how the picture would take that he promised to fix them. Though, your grandfather was amusingly impatient and ended up taking the picture anyway."

"And is that Bianca?" Webby asked pointing to a brown haired teenager.

Bettina nodded.

(Back In Saint Canard)

"A fragment of a certain asteroid will be hitting Earth in a few hours time, somewhere within the Saint Canard area, but thankfully well clear of any innocent bystanders. The meteorite, however, holds fairly formidable energy properties that our Megavolt needs for his master plan. There are only two times to our knowledge, and Megavolt's, when the asteroid will be close enough to Earth for Megavolt's plan to be viable. One is in our own time. The other is tonight." Think Tank explained as best as she could.

"If this asteroid is so dangerous, it must have been around for centuries, why hasn't anyone mentioned this before? Is the fear of mass panic more important than the need for protection and forewarning?" Kid Quackules asked.

Demigoddess laughed, "You would think so, but hey it's the government. But, seriously though, Dad, it isn't really dangerous by itself. It is more just a piece of the puzzle."

"The saving grace is this is Megavolt we are talking about. He is stronger and more evil, but deep down he is the same Megavolt. We just have to follow the right channels," Mage speculated as he gave Beau an uneasy glance.

Beau sighed and asked "What do you need me to do?"

Elsewhere, the future version of Megavolt was in the process of studying the results of his trial with great dismay.

"No, this can't be right! I've been over this again and again and I can't figure out where I'm going wrong." he growled. He threw page after page on the floor as the offending results continued to spit out of the printer.

A mechanical arm invaded Megavolt's space. "Oh, electro-cutey, please calm down. Everything will be alright."

She picked up on of the papers and studied it.

"Hmm, perhaps if you switch this factor with this factor..."

Megavolt snatched the paper from Bonnie's hand.

"I knew that!" he shouted half-embarrassingly, and he quickly fixed his mistake and located the very near-future landing area for the distinct meteorite he needed for his plan.

At last I will have the status to show Negaduck and FOWL that I have what it takes to be taken seriously."

Bonnie smiled at her beloved; somewhat unconvinced; yet she would not dare share her reflections.

"Any group or entity that does not already know that fact, will soon realize the error of their ways." Bonnie commented.

"Yes, power pudding. I suppose you DO have a point."

"Okay, I have enough experience with this to know that the sooner we get this mission wrapped up, the sooner Giz will be back in Duckburg and most of the rest of you will be back in your own time." Darkwing admitted before adding "And we know YOUR era's Sparky will be after that meteorite fragment. Once we calculated the most logical very near future landing spot for the meteorite most of us should head over there to intercept him. Instead of wasting time and energy hunting him, we just figure out where he'll most likely be and wait for HIM to come to US. Of course, if this guess is wrong, I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have some added info, just so that we don't put all of our proverbial eggs in one basket." Darkwing reasoned out loud as Major Mind and Think Tank combined their intellects to pinpoint the meteorite fragment's most likely landing spot.

"Which is where I come in, right?" Beau asked.

"Correct. It's not that unlikely that either Megsy or Bonnie will try to get into contact with somebody from this era for some reason or another, if they haven't already. You are our best information gatherer. While most of us are playing "'hunter's snare'" with Dim-bulb, you are to try to see if either he or Bonnie has tried to talk to anybody in this time period and, if so, what added info the added sources can provide." Mage put in as Major Mind and Think Tank presented their calculations on the most probable very-near-future landing spot for the meteorite fragment.

Ashley bent over in pain on her way back from the visitor's room. She grabbed the sides of the bricked hallway walls to steady herself.

"Now?" she whispered. "Now, is too soon."

The hallways were deserted and for some reason—she got such a strange feeling. It was too early for the guards to leave for winter holidays and yet she knew something was not right here. She could have run but in her present condition she knew she could not get far. She opened the cell door and returned to her prison cell. She shivered as she talked her body into stopping the contractions that made her body ache.

"Hello Ashley," said the voice of the visitor.

"Mother?" Ashley stared at the woman's abdomen, its appearance so similar to her own. "You're…you're pregnant!"

The woman quickly covered herself with her coat. "Apparently, I'm going to be a grandmother. Who did that to you?"

Ashley pulled down the prison gown, "No, I'm putting on weight that is all."

"Putting on weight? Ashley, please don't tell me this place has been a gateway of disillusion. You are coming out at the seams. Was it that Major Mind character? The one in league with the meddler Quiverwing?"

"Why are you here?" Ashley asked.

"I came to offer you your freedom. To have you reconsider my previous offer. To join me in partnership to make great things."

"And you, what did you do to yourself? You trapped yourself forever with a man. How can you live with yourself mother? You lost your independence! Again! Leave! Get away from me! My children will want nothing from you!"

She was so angry that she did neglect to ask her mother questions like: Who? How? Why? The questions went into many directions and varied in degree and fashion.

"You really think so do you? How are you going to keep those children when you rot in jail?"

It was a question that haunted her dreams.

"Does the father know?"

"Just please go! If you ever loved me…"

"Hush Ashley-don't say such cruel things. Why do you think I am even here? Would you think I would be here if I didn't care! I don't see the father here helping."

"He doesn't know."

"By Da Vinci why the heavens not!"

"I don't know."

Splatter, who was in disguise as Scarlet Ryan, pouted at her first born child.

"You disappoint me."

Ashley stood dumbstruck. She wanted to claw her mother's eyes out but she didn't want to harm her unborn children nor the life of her half-brother or sister no matter who his or her mother and father happens to be.

"Go away."

"Very well."

Ashley rocked back and forth into the corner, pushing her tears back into her eyes with little success.

"Are you done?" a new female voice inquired.

Ashley stared at the ash-colored duck that stand in front of her. She looked about her age, perhaps older. She wore a long green trench coat that was perhaps designed to hide her true appearance. Her eyes were sad, yet focused on a mission.

"Who are you?" Ashley demanded. She glared at the young duck with intense curiosity.

"I'm your sister, Bonnie."

Ashley blinked. She considered that it could be possible.

Ashley struggled to get up and to touch the woman who she had to admit really resembled her family.

Ashley's hand went through Bonnie. The surprise almost caused Ashley to fall backward.

Bonnie laughed. "Sorry sis, I'm a hologram."

"What? Where are you?"

"Not here. Never mind that. I'm here to offer you a deal."

Ashley shook her head, "I already heard that song and dance, thank you. I already told my mother that I do not want to align myself with her and Negaduck."

Bonnie laughed again. This time, the laugh was more hearty and with a much more cynical, dark tone.

"I will cut off my other arm before I ever mark my allegiance to my father ever again."

Ashley gasped. "What?"

"I said, I would cut off my arm—"

Ashley shook her head. "No, not that…I mean…Negaduck?"

Bonnie's turned around. "I didn't like the idea either. That's why I associated myself with a new master."

"How…How old are you?" Ashley asked.

"I'm 25, well, next month," she answered.

A million different things started to clutter Ashley's mind. Twenty-Five years, that means four years before she was even born her mother associated with Negaduck? But that didn't make sense. He didn't even become known to St. Canard (at least THIS Saint Canard; it's been known for several years that Negaduck came from a dimension known as the Negaverse, but NOT how long he had been operating when he first arrived in this universe) until just somewhat over eight years ago. Did Splatter and Negaduck's connection reach that far back?

But…maybe…no…

Ashley's look of puzzlement caused Bonnie to go into hysterics.

Bonnie paused to wipe her eyes. "Please. No more. I'm from the future. Twenty-Five years from the future."

Ashley placed her hand on her abdomen before she responded.

"Are you saying that you are the daughter of Negaduck and Splatter Phoenix?" Ashley asked.

Bonnie grinned. "Now we are getting somewhere. No wonder my mother never spoke of you. You are one loony. Because you asked, I will acknowledge my worthless father as my own this last time only. I have no father. I have no mother. I am me. We'll be in touch. If you have reason to hate them as much as me, I think we can help each other."

Bonnie blinked, "Until then…"

Bonnie's hologram smiled and then vanished.

After the hologram that claimed to be her sister disappeared, Ashley succumbed to the pain she was feeling and fell asleep.

Back in the home of Donald and Daisy, Scrooge looked at the younger couple. "Goldie is going to think that I had abandoned her. I need to head back, but could you three please calm down for a moment and tell me what is going on? Daisy, this stress cannot be good for the baby, Webby told me that you went into labor, apparently she was mistaken, is everything alright?"

Donald opened his mouth to reply, but Daisy beat him too it.

"Very well Uncle Scrooge, thank you for asking. The baby…well it was a false alarm. She is doing fine. She just doesn't want to be ignored this Christmas, I expect."

"You are having a daughter?" Scrooge assumed. "Congratulations!"

"It has not been confirmed yet," Donald quickly added. "Not that it would matter to me."

"Then why are you denying the truth?" Daisy interjected.

Scrooge left that argument alone, "Bella lass, now what has you in such a rut?"

"The boys, Uncle Scrooge," Bella replied. "I know I have to get used to it, but I just can't. Haven't you heard the news?"

Scrooge frowned. "Can't say that I have, Lassie. I am sorry, but I must confess that my mind was focused on someone else today," he replied, slightly blushed.

Bella smiled, "Aha! Well, I just hope the boys take care of themselves."

"Aye and they will. I have seen our boys stand on their own two feet many times against the Beagle Boys, Flintheart Glomgold and Magica De Spell, among other scoundrels. And they were just wee lads in prospective of what they are now. Worry? Of course there is worry. That never goes away. And they have help now. Safety in numbers! Remember that! I think the Darkwing Duck character knows what he is doing. Plus you have that husband of yours. You do trust him, do you not?"

"Aye," Bella answered with a smile. "Sorry. But the robots?"

Scrooge smiled, "That is what I suspect Gizmoduck's secret weapon is for."

Scrooge laughed at his joke before he took his leave. "See you three at the Christmas party. I am sure all will be done by then."

Melanie ran to catch up with Scrooge. "And your lady friend will be there?"

"Aye," and with that reply he left Donald and Daisy's home.

"Well he was in a hurry," Melanie noted.

The adults laughed.

"You know Mel," Ronnie began. "There is a way, where we could find out what is going on at Darkwing Tower…"

"No!" Bella scolded. "No."

Ronnie folded his arms. "Hey, you are no fun."

"I have a bad feeling about this," Lisa said.

Ronnie eyed her. "What?"

"It was a phrase I saw on a movie the other night with Gosalyn." Lisa replied.

"Oh…" Ronnie replied.

"Hey, Aunt Daisy, can Ronnie, Lisa, and I, go play in my old room?" Melanie asked.

Daisy paused for a moment and then nodded, "Sure."

After Bella and Melanie moved out, Daisy considered turning Melanie's room into the baby's room but she changed her mind because she opted for a room closer to the master bedroom at least through the child's infancy. For the moment it was pretty much untouched but was later earmarked to become a second nursery.

"That sounds good Sweetie. You're aunt needs some rest. She feels like seating on the couch and catching up with your mother on her new thoughts of married life. It is nearing six months now, isn't it?"

Daisy, of course, directed that last sentence to Bella.

"Donald, why don't you make us something to eat?" Daisy added.

Bella got up, intending to offer her assistance, when Daisy grabbed her jacket.

"No, come seat with me for a while. Donald can fetch supper himself.

Donald stood motionless for a while, he knew he wouldn't even have a say in the manner.

"Fine!" he voiced his surrender, as Daisy and Bella indulged in newly wed chatter.

Bonnie returned to Megavolt's lab with a satisfied grin on her face.

Megavolt put down his work to marvel in his much younger girlfriend's excitement.

"What has you so bright, Power Pudding?"

"I went to see my sister," Bonnie beamed. "She looks so depressed. Perhaps desperate enough to help us in our plan. She seemed as surprised as I was that she had a sister. Though, I am confused. She said she just saw our mother. She must have seen how pregnant she was. Miss. Splatter must be ready to pop with the three of us by now."

"Oh?" Megavolt countered.

He was already nose first back into his research, ignoring Bonnie.

Bonnie sighed. "Never mind, Mister M. You should go back to your work anyway. Times-a-ticking."

She walked out of the room, and left the future Megavolt to his work.

To Be Continued

Author Note: Yay! About time eh? Hope you all enjoy this chapter even though it has been about six months since the last chapter. Ooops! Real life concerns just wouldn't be ignored. And the one allusion that Lisa brought into the scene is from Star Wars, if you didn't already know! LOL Don't be Shy, tell my what you think.