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"Kids, get behind me- ahh-"
"-No." Lieutenant Penumbra quickly pushed aside Scrooge McDuck in Louie's body and stood tall in front of him.
"You get behind ME! Song long, earth witch..." The moonlander charged her ray gun to full power and fired off a shot towards the motionless dark shadow sorceress in the room, being careful not to shoot Lena by accident.
"...HAAA!"
Magica De Spell instantly transformed her right shadow hand into the shape of a tennis racket and swung it down, sending the burning shot of energy back at Penumbra and hitting her right in the shoulder.
"AAHHH!" The proud moon warrior clutched her scalding injury and fell to her knees, dropping the ray gun to the floor.
"Advantage, right team..." The sorceress spoke coldy as she continued to hover silently over her niece.
"NOOOO Penny!" Della Duck in Donald's body ran up to her fallen friend and tried to lift her up.
"Uhh! Speak to ME! You survived a spaceship crash explosion... In SPAAACE! You're gonna be fine!"
"...Cr-Crescent curses and full blood moons... I've been hit, struck down. By a, fleshless... Urgh! Night hag."
"D-D-Dam- Dang it!" Penumbra held back her mild curse as she slumped over and laid motionlessly in her friend's arms.
"...No." Della whispered and let the moonlander fall limp to the floor.
"Hey LADY! You'll pay for killing my best moon bestie!" Della yelled upwards at Magica and pulled back Donald's sleeves. She was ready to fight.
"...I'm not dead, but thanks for the the thought. Errgh! Make her pay anyway, Dumbella Duck..." Penumbra finished as she tossed Della her unharmed gun and then fell back unconscious on the floor.
"Ah- Ah- Ah. I really don't think you want to do that..." Magica waved a shadowy finger back and forth as Donald's sister aimed the ray gun directly at her.
"You see, me being obviously the most powerful and feared shadow plus skeleton sorceress in the known multi-verse... I'm invincible. And if you shoot me, well, you'll just end up hurting Lena here instead..."
...
"You're lying!" Della held the ray gun back up and charged it to full.
"Della NO! LEENNNA!" Donald in Della's body tried to pull the dangerous weapon away from his sister.
"She's lying, I know it!" Della pushed her brother away.
"This is Magica! You know she'd let herself get shot just for more pointless self cruelty!"
"MOM PLEASE! LENA! YOU CAN'T-" Huey in Mrs. Beakley's body lifted his struggling mother up in his arms, only to have the still charged ray gun magically float high above them.
Waving her hand back, Magica slowly took a hold of the weapon in her left hand and aimed it at her head.
"Hmph..." The sorceress pulled the trigger, causing Lena to emit a muffled groan and began clawing blindly at her aunt's dark shadow coils.
"LENA!" Both Huey and Dewey yelled in unison and held up the teenager, still hanging limply from her eyes and mouth.
"Aw phooey..." Della felt crushed.
"...DE SPELL!" Scrooge straightened his top hat and marched forward with the tip of his cane aimed at Magica.
"YOU- You two-faced trollop! Nefarious nymphomaniac! Fraudulent fornicatress! Waahhh-" The shadowy sorceress quickly snatched Scrooge up by his right foot and held him upside down close to her face.
"Well hello there, little Scroogey..." Magica watched as her arch enemy seethed silently in anger, still holding his hat a top his head.
"Now, before we continue, sorry, I'm just a tad bit confused... which little fool are you upset about this time?"
"...Could it be, that poor little lost blighter known as Webby VanderWACK?"
"Uh, it's actually Vanderqua- AAHHH!" Dewey in Launchpad's body was knocked back as Magica whipped him sharply in the face with a shadow.
"Hmmm... VanderqaAAHHH is it?" The sorceress asked in a mocking tone.
"Okay. I'll have to try and remember that."
"...Or possibly. This, WORTHLESS CREATURE beneath ME?"
"I'm sorry. That worthless creature-" Violet in Randy's body paused.
"-that creature..."
"She just happens to be my big sister. Sorry Lena." The hummingbird quickly apologized.
"...Really? I had a sibling of my own too. He was a raven, who knows where he is..." Magica spoke as she reclined back in the air.
"Of course, he wasn't exactly the brightest bird in the nest, but he was good company..."
"Especially since that he was actually, a REAL person." Violet watched as Lena seemed to shrink down in shame.
"Excuse me... I've studied her closely. She's a fascinating, AMAZING person. She does everything a normal person does and more. Just because she's made of magic doesn't mean she's inferior..." Violet finished standing up for her big sister.
"...Hmph!" The shadowy sorceress unreclied and fully focused on Violet.
"You may think this, THING looks like a person. Walks on two legs, wears clothes, covered with feathers, right?
"But apparently, you didn't study her HARD enough. You seemed to have missed the excessive foaming at the mouth, walking into walls and doors like a blind fool, sudden panic attacks, crying out like a little baby for her mommy that doesn't even exist, wanting to eat out of dog bowls and trash cans..."
"Wait, does she actually do all that?" Dewey asked.
"...Some of it, unfortunately." Violet sighed.
"I hate to give you credit for this, Magica-" She continued.
"-but you creating her from your own shadow on a whim like that fifteen years ago, is quite impressive..."
"VIOLET! You're not supposed to compliment her! She's the enem- AAHHH!" Huey was interrupted as the sorceress smacked him with a shadow.
"Why thank you dear. I'm glad to finally meet SOMEBODY on the same page as me..." Magica patted Violet on the head.
"Please don't touch me, your approval fills me with great shame." The hummingbird simply replied.
"...Now, since that I'M her creater, not mommy, and MAAASTER, the reason for her existing-"
"-I get to say if she's a person or not..." Magica paused before pulling Lena up to her face by her tail feathers.
"...And no, sorry to break it to you, she is not a person, not even close actually. It doesn't even deserve to wear clothes."
"Poor thing..." The sorceress shook her head slowly as she let the teenager dangle below herself again.
"Take my advice dear. After you finish dragging her home tonight, tie her on her hands and knees to something and use her as an ottoman."
"...What?" Violet questioned Randy's hearing with both a confused and disgusted expression on her face.
"Just sit back, relax, and enjoy yourself. Oh, and be sure to stuff a couple of socks down her mouth and put a tray underneath her. Wouldn't want her to complain and mess everywhere... I'm sure no one will bat an eye." Magica finished as she continued to float motionlessly over Lena.
"...That is so wrong on too many levels to count, and you are terrible." The hummingbird spoke in complete monotone.
"HEY! I'm sure she'll be thankful to finally be SOME sort of use, to us PEOPLE! HA! Wait-" The shadowy sorceress took notice of Louie in Scrooge's body trying to silently tip-toe out of the room.
"-WAAHH!" Louie jumped in surprise as Magica whipped him in the back and telekinetically shut and locked the door in front of him.
"AAHHHH! DUCKWORTH! Let me out, LET ME OUT!" He desperately knocked and fought against the locked wooden door.
"Don't worry. I'm not here to hurt any of you NICE people-" Magica stopped herself to sharply slap Lena in the head.
"-PEOPLE."
"Get on with it De Spell... What are you doing here? Came to gloat I assume." Scrooge said as he continued to hold his top hat to his head.
"Oh, no. Just your casual, friendly, greatest, most hated enemy slash rival visit." The sorceress held Scrooge even closer to her face.
"...You're not, welcome."
"C'mon, don't be such a joyless old killjoy. I took a quick break just to bring you a little, peace offering after all..."
"From what? Starving and torturing an innocent child?" Scrooge asked with his arms folded at his chest, his hat now fressed firmly onto his upside down head.
"Don't forget personally humiliating, relentlessly teasing, and breaking both her feeble mind and spirit. But mostly that, yes..."
"...Rrrrrrrrr." Scrooge growled softly.
"Oh brighten up!" Magica pressed her finger into her greatest enemy's chest.
"I would understand you acting like this if she was actually a member of your FAMILY, and not just some random little insecure fool you LET call you family for... fictitious, heartwarming reasons."
"Tell me Scroogey, why do you allow it? Oh, of course. That old housekeeper of your's forced you to let her call you her family to keep her from crying her poor little heart out at night because her parents and the rest of her family are long up the river styx I assume and you couldn't get her to shut up otherwise? Makes sense..."
...
"Mrs, B?" Della quickly took notice of Webby's grandmother in Huey's body trying to hold back her anger.
"You, HEARTLESS individual!" She pointed a finger up at the shadowy sorceress and spoke in Huey's very unthreatening voice.
"That's my granddaughter you have locked up somewhere! And Scrooge let her call him Uncle on his own accor-" Mrs. Beakley was promptly silenced as Magica lifted her high off the floor my Huey's bill.
"Ooooh! Struck a nerve now did I?"
"Good. I can feel your anger. Strike me down and send me back to the dark pits of the Shadow Realm. OOOP! Sorry, you can't. Because you're just a WEAK, PUNY child, who drools and talks nonsense nerd stuff in his sleep. HA!"
"...Okay. How long have you been spying on all of us?" Dewey asked, unsure if he wanted to know the answer.
"Not TOO long WORMboy. HA! The sorceress laughed as she lightly whipped him across the room.
"...My greatest accomplishment." Dewey stared forward blankly.
...
"De Spell." Scrooge began.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"The piece offering... What is it? A pile of the lass's burnt feathers, or possibly her clothes as you forcibly tore them off her?"
"...What do you take me for, a monster?" Magica asked.
"Well, yes, obviously you do. But besides taking just a LITTLE bit of disciplinary action against her whenever her inner brat revealed herself and she disobeyed, she's been in the best of care."
"...We know what you did to her." Scrooge continued quietly in anger.
"And I know that you know what I did to her..."
"And I'd bet you're SOOOOO proud of yourself right now."
"Am I? Yes, yes..." The sorceress finished their cross conversation.
"You literally punched a hole in her tongue and hung a weight from it! Poor Webby, that has got to hurt..." Louie said.
"HEY! I'm doing you all a favor! She talks WAY too much anyway. Now all you have to do is grab and lightly pull. She'll quiet down for you..." Magica smirked.
"...That is so not okay." The young duck shook his head.
...
"Ahem." Scrooge McDuck quietly cleared his throat and gave Magica a bored look.
"Oh, heh-heh. Right." The sorceress dropped both Scrooge and Mrs. Beakley onto the hardwood floor and snapped her fingers together, instantly summoning a cardboard box wrapped up like a present beside them. But for some strange reason, Lena suddenly began struggling and squirming about uncomfortably.
"Go ahead, open it. It's for ALL of you..."
"...Wait, who's birthday is this?" Launchpad in Dewey's body lifted up the present to shake it.
"Eh, Launchpad-" Scrooge was interrupted as Violet pushed him aside.
"Early morning, October the eighth, Purrhus of Epipurrus, among others..." She simply answered.
"...Well, shouldn't we wait for-"
"JUST, OPEN UP, THE DAMN BOX ALREADY! Stop delaying MY free, needy right, to DARK, GLOATING!" Magica suddenly interrupted Launchpad in petty impatience.
"...Launchpad, throw the box out the window." Scrooge ordered.
"SURE thing Mr. McDee!" The young pilot prepared to throw the wrapped up present straight through the glass window.
"NOOO! GIVE ME THAT- JUST... OPEN THE-" The shadowy sorceress paused upon hearing Lena's muffled, choking laughter below her.
"-Rrraaaaaarrrr! FOOLS!" Magica snatched up both Scrooge and the present in her arms, placing them both back on the hardwood floor.
"Open the present NOW. Or I'll squeeze the very LIFE free out this little freak of magic you call a person..." The sorceress spoke coldy as she threw several dark shadow coils around Lena's neck and stomach, slowly constricting her dead like a powerful snake.
"Okay! Okay! I'll open it! Just don't hurt the lass." Scrooge said as he began ripping the paper off the box.
"Uughh- Ugg- ugh-" The teenager continued to choke as Magica only squeezed her tighter, causing small black shadow creatures to emerge and flee from her body.
"LAY OFF HER ALREADY YOU WITCH! I'M OPENING THE PRESENT!"
"...Sorry Scroogey. But I'm going to have to make an EX-AMPLE out of this, TH-ING for you."
"LENA NO! MAGICA, YOU CAN'T!" Huey ran up and began pulling desperately against the shadows around Lena's neck.
"Magica please! She's my sist-"
"-NOOOOOOO-OOOOH-OOOOH!" Lieutenant Penumbra suddenly sprung up from the floor and ran past Violet to try and help save the teenager's life.
"Heh- Maybe if you had just accepted that she doesn't count as a person, maybe this wouldn't be so painful for you all."
"Hmph! You ignorant fools..."
...
"...O great and powerful Shadow Queen, please spare my honorary sister." Violet spoke as she bowed down in respect in front of Magica.
"V-Violet?! Huey stood back in shock.
"I am at your complete beck and call. I am but a loyal servent. What can I do for you my Queen?"
"It's the only way..." The hummingbird whispered with her face to the floor.
"...Well. Now THIS is more like it!" The sorceress grinned as she slowly unwrapped her tight shadows from around Lena's neck. Violet had just saved her big sister's life.
"OKAY!" With a snap of her fingers, Magica teleported the box into her new servant's hands.
"Open the present..."
"Yes. My queen." Violet sighed as she began to tear the paper off the present.
...
"Oh surprise. There's nothing in here." The hummingbird spoke in a deadpan tone with the empty box in front of her.
"Wait, you where upset over an empty box?!" Louie asked in sudden anger.
"I'm sorry, maybe you didn't hear me the first time. You where going to KILL Lena, over an EMPTY BOX?!" The young duck fearlessly stood up to Magica.
"What? Noooooooo... No, it's not supposed to be empty, must have botched up the spell somehow. Now where did your little gift get to?" The sorceress pretended to look over the room.
"Well it should be around here somewhere. Everyone take five and look for it!" She clapped her hands twice.
"...How are we supposed to search for something we don't even know what it looks like?!" Louie continued angrily.
"Just, g-get outta here and leave Lena alone ALREADY! For someone you keep saying isn't a real person, you're sure giving her a lot of your attention!"
"...You-" Magica stared directly down at Louie and held up a long, dark shadow to him.
"Go ahead, whip me again. I can take it..."
"Hmph!" The shadowy sorceress turned away from the duckling below her and put her hand to her chin.
"...Don't worry Lena. Webby is going to be alright." Louie pulled the hanging teenager into a close hug.
"I'm sure Gizmoduck will find her soon, and-"
"-Wait, what?" The duckling paused as he felt an unusual hard shape inside Lena's stomach and patted it.
"Whhhaaaaaaaat?"
"Oh, heh-heh. There it is." Magica chuckled to herself as she grabbed the teenager by her side.
"What? Wait WHAT?!"
'Your gift. I wonder how it ended up in THERE..." The sorceress spoke in a intentionally unconvincing tone.
"Okay. I wasn't expecting that..." Scrooge commented.
"...Oh, heh, it's a cassette player. Webby begged for me to allow her to record a message and for me to give it to you. AAAANND SINCE that she had BEGGED ME SOOOO NICELY, let's hear it all together already shall we?"
"Now let's see, where is that PLAY button?" The sorceress didn't even try to hide her visible smirk as she reached down below and pressed a button through Lena's body.
CLICK!
After only a few seconds of complete silence in the large dark room, a panicked familiar voice could be heard begging and crying out in anguish from inside of Lena's stomach.
"Webbigail?!" Everyone in the room except Violet and Louie were speechless.
"AAHHH! TURN IT OFF! I CAN'T TAKE IT!" Louie quickly covered his ears.
"...I'm sorry. I'm afraid she wasn't able to get her words out very clearly, poor fool. Allow me to translate for you."
"Ahem-" Magica instantly turned off the pained screaming and pretended to clear her throat.
"-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!"
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"I- I can't even find the words to describe the crushing emotions I'm feeling right now..." Penumbra took off her golden helmet and began crushing it slowly in her hands.
"Della, what is the Earth slang for insurmountable despondency and endless hatred towards another person?"
"...I'll handle this." Scrooge pushed past the moonlander and stood below Magica.
"DE SPELL!"
"Yes? Little Scroogey, speak up nice and loud so we can all hear you. Okay?" The shadowy sorceress brought her head down to her rival's level.
"...This- This vile disposition of yours! I will not accept it! None off us WILL!"
"This disposition. This- mentality you hold onto. Is the most destructive, inhuman, inexcusable things seen in my life!
"You voluntarily, cheerfully, ignoring the pain and suffering of others, even causing it yourself, on the grounds that you just think it's funny?"
"Well, It's not! No one deserves all of this! Flintheart, Santa Claus, all the rest of my eternal enemies..."
"NOBODY!"
"When you created Lena all those fifteen years ago, all of your humanity, everything that once made you a person like the rest of us, was passed down onto her!"
"You are not a monster, you are not a complete monster-"
"-YOU, are NOTHING!"
"Nothing but an empty, soulless husk of unrelenting hate and malice, targeted towards only a wee child."
"A wee child... That it doesn't matter all what she did to you. She is a person, just like Lena."
Scrooge McDuck slammed his cane upright on the hardwood floor.
"I rest my case..."
...
"Okay, that will do it." Penumbra calmly said in shock.
"...I'm sorry. Are you trying to reason with me? What else is new?" Magica grabbed Scrooge by Louie's hoodie and lifted him high off the floor.
"Think you can beat me just by talking? HA! This is only the beginning. I've got BIG plans for her, Scroogey..." The sorceress couldn't help herself from sticking her shadowy hand up the green hoodie in her hands.
"HEY! That's my body your touching like that! HANDS OFF!" Louie ran up in Scrooge's body in disgust.
"And aren't you glad you're not inhabiting it right now, fool?"
"...Now-" Magica began as she continued to grope Louie's body and snapped her free fingers together, summoning a familiar looking Webby doll in her left hand.
"-anyone here recognize this, little trinket?"
"...It's the doll Webby keeps pinned to her pinboard, but I don't see any reason why-" Louie suddenly stopped in realization.
"-Oh, no..."
"Ooooh no no no no no no."
"...You see, the worst part about torturing Webby is that I can't go TOO far with hurting her little body, so as not to accidentally kill her."
"Her mind though, well, I can break it as much as I please." The sorceress gave Scrooge a subtle smile.
"But with THIS! I can torture her for as much as I want, for as long as I want... With no harmfull consequences."
"...And ALL I have to do is SQUEEZE-" She stopped to crush the delicate doll in her hand.
"-SCORCH." She magically set the cloth doll on fire, somehow without it burning up.
"And STAB-" She stuck a large, sharp shadow needle straight through the doll's head.
"-the three S's, of torture..." Magica finished as Lena began to struggle about underneath her again."
"...I don't care how long it takes, this can go on for years if it has to. Even if she grows back up to her original age of eleven, I'll just regress her back, even younger this time.
"Every hour of every day of every week, I'll torture and inflict her with the worst kinds of pain imaginable."
"I won't let her die. I REFUSE TOO! I'll feed her enough only too keep her BARELY alive."
"She will get no mercy from me. Every second of her life from here on will be nothing more, but her worst nightmare come true..."
"And when she finally breaks, YOU, Scroogey, are going right back where you belong, sealed permanently as only a silver face inside your treasured Number One Dime."
"And as for the rest of you, you all better run. Because Webby will one day find you, and she will kill you, with her own hands, right in front of your Uncle Scrooge's face..."
"Your family, and everyone connected to it, will die! And YOU, head of clan McDuck, will get to relive their final moments, over and over and over and over, for all eternity..."
"And ALL because you kicked your own family out of your house, over your stupid, irresponsible, one-legged moon niece."
...
"Uncle Scrooge, what do we do? I-I can't see anyway out of this." Della asked, trying her best to remain calm for her children.
"We've been in tough spots before, but somebody usually just shows up and saves the day in the nick of time, and then we just laugh it all off."
"But this feels different. We were able to team up and stop a literal alien invasion and still make it out okay..."
"But, but this is-"
"-Except for you..." Magica suddenly interrupted and began circling around Violet like a snake.
"I'm sorry, what?" The young hummingbird was beginning to get uncomfortable.
"You're not like the rest of these fools with their heads far up their tails. Once a ignorant book-nerd, now a true believer in the world of magic... You've seen the light..."
"De Spell, you get away from her- Waahhh!" The sorceress quickly dropped Scrooge to the floor.
"I'm sorry, I haven't been giving you all the love and attention you rightfully deserve, I misjudged you. I can teach you everything you could possibly ever want to know about magic."
"...As it's right there in my name, Hmph, Magica De Spell." The sorceress pulled Violet into a close hug.
"Uh guys? This is- This is-"
"-I'm taking you home with me, Violet De Spell..."
"Magica, NO! You're not kidnapping another innocent lass- Ahhhh!" Scrooge was knocked back by a quick whip to the face.
"Kidnapping is such a horrible, nasty little word Scroogey."
"I prefer, surprise adoption..."
"But- But I already have parents. Curse you De Spell!" Violet tried to push the sorceress away from her.
"But not a mommy... Sad."
"...Here let your new MOMMY put you back in your original body, it was so much cuter anyway."
"Wait, reall-" Magica quickly snapped her fingers together, instantly teleporting Violet back into her body, currently wearing pajamas and a sleep mask.
"Ugh. What has Webbigail's elusive soulmate been doing? It seems he has ruined my body's retinas by sitting too close to the television..."
"I'd say sleeping." Huey pulled the mask off of her eyes.
"...Wait, YES! Praise the stars I'm back to normal!" Violet hugged Huey with an unusual amount of emotion in her voice.
"Oh sweet worcestershire! My crass, insensitive voice never sounded so audibly pleas- Waaaaah! The hummingbird was quickly scooped upwards in the air by her foot by Magica.
"SUR-PRISE! You're mine..."
Violet sighed deeply while hanging upside down.
"The only thing that truly owns me is the twisted path I traverse down the long journey of inner and spiritual prosperity..."
...
"I'd bet your wondering how I was able to increase my magical abilities enough to do all the cool stuff like this." The shadow sorceress smirked as she pinched Violet's freckled cheeks.
"Not really, actually..."
"Well-" Magica chuckled.
"-quite simply. I have harnessed the power, of a goddess."
Lifting up the palm of her right, shadowy hand, Magica De Spell immediately brought the dark morning sky outside to a hellish, blood red.
"AAHHH! What is happening?! How could this possibly be any worse?! Louie began to panic after looking out the window.
"Just a quick little appetizer of the upcoming, De Spellageddon! Taste my limitless power, fools! HAAA!"
The sorceress laughed as she cast a powerfull blast of magic at Scrooge McDuck still trapped in Louie's body, transforming the young duck into a girl of the same age.
"...Circe." Scrooge spoke in Louie's new feminine voice, facedown on the floor.
"BINGO!" Magica snapped her fingers without casting a spell.
"Annnnnnnnd I had to ask..." Louie looked forward sadly.
"Wait, why am I so adorable? I would totally go out with myself now."
"Oh okay. Be my guest..." Magica snapped her fingers together again.
"Wait, NOT litera-"
"-lly. Oh boy." Louie finished, lying on the floor in her new gender swapped body as Scrooge McDuck was now back in his own body.
"Ahh, that's more like it." The old duck dusted himself off and stood up, cracking his back.
"...Don't you mean, oh girl?" Dewey asked with a smile spread across Launchpad's face.
"Ugh, Dewford..."
"Cool, I have a younger sister now. And you where right, you were adorable... I'll think I'll call you Louise."
"Ugh! I'll get you for this Magica, I'm never going to hear the end of this." Louise covered her face and longer head feathers with her green hoodie.
"...Well of course you will dear, cause you'll be dead." The shadowy sorceress quickly grabbed Louise by her tail and hung her upside like Violet.
"Say goodbye to Louise and your other little friend, cause this will be the LAST time you'll ever see them alive..."
"You're cute, I think I'll take you too."
"Noooo-oooo-oooo! MOOOOM! UNCLE SCROOGE! UNCLE DONALD! DON'T LET HER TAKE ME! MY TENDER GIRLY EMOTIONS CAN'T TAKE IT!"
"LOUISE- I mean Louie, NOOOO!" Della began to panic.
"Drama queen..." Violet refused to struggle.
"...Alright De Spell!" Scrooge swung his cane forwards and aimed it at Magica.
"No time for alliterations! Drop the lasses and fight like a MAN! Unless you're afraid to face me alone!"
"It feels good to be BACK..."
"...If I'm, afraid?" The sorceress snapped her fingers, instantly teleporting Violet and Louise unharmed on the floor, now locked closely together with mystical black handcuffs.
"Oh, noooo... Not this. Why? WHY-"
"-Suck it up. I will not be tied down by a mere crybaby!" The hummingbird tackled Louise underneath her.
"Tough-ER, than the tough-IES are we? Okay. Heh-heh. Ah-Ha-HA-HA!"
Magica laughed as she quickly merged her shadow form down into Lena's eyes and mouth like pitch black water going down a drain, leaving the teen laying still on the floor afterwards.
"...Everyone, get BACK NOW!" Scrooge turned around to warn his family, before Lena jumped up with her eyes still closed.
Walking forward slowly with no clear expression on her face, the teen lightly snapped her fingers together, summoning a short black cane similar to Scrooge's in her hand.
"Well, since it's true, I'm truly worthless monster, I might as let Magica use me for one final purpose..."
"Besides obviously, just a living cassette player holder." The teen spoke in her regular moody tone of voice.
"...Scroogey." She finally popped open her eyes, to reveal Magica's familiar, yellow snake slit pupils.
"Bless me bagpipes..."
"If you win, I'll leave these two behind and just get back to torturing that fool Webby." Magica now spoke in her normal, booming voice.
"...But if I win, I'll be taking these two beautiful girls along with me, while also taking your precious Number One Dime."
"Do we have a deal?" She held out an open hand.
"Noooooooo! Uncle Scrooge you can't trust her! And am I really that beautiful?" Louise questioned.
"I promise. And a promise between most hated enemies, can always be trusted..."
"Deal?"
"...Deal." Scrooge shook Lena's hand firmly, instantly summoning a tall, magical ring of fire around them.
"Scroog- Ow, ow. Fire hot, fire hot." Penumbra quickly backed away from the flames.
"Now, first to get the tip of their cane to their opponent's chest, is the winner. Ready Scroogey?" Magica aimed her cane at her long-time rival.
"...You bet your hexes I am."
"En, garde!" Scrooge and Magica immediately began violently swiping at each other with their canes.
"So, I'd bet your wondering how that brat Lena was able to spy on you so many years ago, your most prized possession having to be in her presence and all."
"NO!" Scrooge paused and blocked the sorceress' attack with his cane.
"...Okay, maybe a little."
"Think hard Scroogey, search yourself. Who could possibly be willing to always backstab you, yet you still love each other, so very, very much?"
"...Wait, Goldie? She was my most prized possession?!"
"Yes, obviously you lethargic fool!" Magica replied as she swung at the old duck's face.
"Don't you just love the cruel irony of it all Scroogey? The richest duck in the world, was in love with a simple, skanky little sneak thief. HA!"
"Wahh! You are aware that Circe betrayed you too, right?" Scrooge asked as he quickly backed safely away from the sorceress.
"...I'm sorry, what?" Magica paused in sudden confusion.
"She- She never did that..."
"Yep, yep she did. Reduced you to ash..." Louise confirmed for her with a nod.
"...No, NO!" The sorceress held Lena's head in her hands in pain.
"THAT, NEVER, HAPPENED! HAAA!" She swung wildly at Scrooge's cane one final time, finally knocking it out of his hand and far out of the ring of fire."
...
"Oh no." Louise froze in dread.
"Oh yes." Magica slowly approached Scrooge and snapped the fire around them out.
"Oh NO!" Louise repeated herself loudly.
"Oh, yes." Magica lightly touched the tip of her cane to her greatest enemy's chest and snatched up his Number One Dime from around his neck.
"I win..."
"...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Louise cried out as Violet only covered her face in embarrassment for her friend.
"UHH! UNCLE SCROOGE! MOM PLEAS-"
"-Shut up!" The sorceress still possessing Lena slapped the transformed duckling across her face.
"LOUIE NOOOO!" Della still trapped in her brother's body was held back her Uncle Scrooge.
"Sorry lass, I made a deal with Magica."
"She's grown too powerful now, we can't fight against her. And she would have just taken him hostage otherwise..."
"UHH, NOOOOO! What are you going to do to ME?!" Louise cried as Magica pulled her closer, dragging Violet along with her.
"...Hey, you wouldn't want me to ruin the surprise would you?"
"New 'precious'..." The sorceress smirked devilishly behind Lena's cold face.
"...I- I don't know what that is, but I know for a fact that it doesn't sound good." Louise trembled.
"Think this is bad Scroogey? HA! You haven't even seen the worst of it..." Magica turned back to face the old duck and the rest of his family.
"Soon, your friends and family will all be slaughtered! Then the gods in the heavens above will be cast down and forgotten! Then Magica De Spell, The Sorceress of the Shadows, will RULE THE WORLD!"
"Annnnnnnnd, here comes the maniacal laugh..." Scrooge let his arms go limp.
"Ahhh ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"
"Ooooh! That felt GREAT. I think I'll do it again..." Magica quickly cleared Lena's throat, dispite still laughing in her own voice.
"Ready? AH-HA! HA-HA! AHHH-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!" The shadowy sorceress continued to laugh loudy as Violet and Louise simlpy covered their ears and Lena's amulet began to glow bright purple inside her chest.
"Sorry, I get carried away..."
"Ciao fools." Magica snapped her fingers.
...
"Wait what?"
Snap! She snapped her fingers together again. Nothing happened.
"WHAT?!"
Snap! Snap! Snap! The snap-happy sorceress continued to snap angrily about as the sky outside gradually began to fade back to a normal early morning color.
"Uhh, guys? I think Magica's powers pooped out..." Louise walked up to Magica and lightly slapped her on the back.
"OW! You rotten little BRAT! I'll annihilate you, dress you in spandex, and hang you out to dry over the firey depths of Mount Vesuvius!"
"...Then do it. Eh, knock yourself out." The duckling gave the sorceress a mischievous mocking smile and stood only inches in front of her, waiting for her to do something.
"Yep, her powers are all gone..."
"Wait, she can actually feel through Lena's body like this? Fascinating. Tell me does this hurt?" Violet lightly slapped Lena twice across the face.
"OW, OW! You other rotten little BRAT! I'll annihilate you both!"
"And dress me in spandex and hang me out to dry over the firey depths of Mount Vesuvius?" The young hummingbird asked with little to no emotion on her face.
"...No- No, I'll, I'll just hurt you real bad."
"And so what if I can't cast my magic through this worthless fool's body anymore, fine then! I'll just- Uuuuughh!" Magica attempted to tear herself free out of Lena's body, but found herself being held back by a unseen, powerful force.
"...What the- Wait WHAT?! WHHAAAAAAAT?! NO, NO, NO, NO, NO- WHAT?!"
"I- I CAN'T- WHY CAN'T I- RrrrrrrAAGGGHHHHHH!" She screamed skywards up towards the roof.
"It's Lena! She must be holding back Magica and her powers with her amulet... That's my big sister!" Violet ran up and hugged the teen closely.
"HA-HA! Way to go lass! Somebody get some rope, now we've got her!" Scrooge McDuck walked up and held Lena's arms tightly behind her back.
"NO! NO! NO! I can't be... I won't be... defeated, by... AAAAAAAAAHHH!" The sorceress screamed as she seemed to just disappear down into the teenager's body, quickly returning her eyes back to how they originally looked.
"...S-Scrooge!" Lena suddenly sat up and began panting heavily, speaking with her own voice now.
"I-I did it! Aunt Magica is-"
"-HOLD IT!" Scrooge McDuck pulled out his cane and held it up to the teenager.
"...Don't you mean, Uncle Scrooge?"
"Uhhh." Lena paused.
"Uncle Scrooge, it's- it's really me, Lena."
"I- I somehow trapped Magica inside myself. She's gone! Gone forever! I'm- I'm finally free-" The teenager was interrupted as Scrooge held her down on to floor.
"Uncle Scrooge?! What are you doing?! That's Lena!" Huey ran up in shock.
"Get back lad! I'm not so sure about that yet..."
"U-Uncle Scrooge please! This hurts! I'm not Magica, I'm Lena!"
"I'm sorry to have to do this to you lass, but I know it's what you truly want..."
"If you're truly who you say you are-" Scrooge slammed his cane upright on the floor.
"-Prove it!"
...
"Uh, okay. So uh, what do you wanna know abou-" Lena was promptly interrupted by Scrooge holding her bill shut.
"-Oh no! You've been spying on all of us for years. You're bound to know about ANYTHING I ask..."
"No more tricks De Spell! How about instead of proving why you're Lena, how about proving why you're NOT MAGICA?"
Lena stayed completely slilet as heavy drops of sweat poured down her head.
"And, there's only way for sure to see who you truly are. How about proving you're Lena by doing something that Magica would NEVER, EVER, NEVER DO?!"
Scrooge stepped back with wide open arms and a smile.
"Give me a hug..."
The entire room fell silent as the shadowy teenager ran up to her uncle and gave him a tight hug with a smile of her own.
"...You stalled for a second, you're Magica."
"WHAT?!"
Not wasting anytime, Scrooge immediately put Lena into a headlock and threw her to the floor.
"Uh, does only a couple seconds prove that it's not actually Lena?" Huey asked.
"...Not really. I saw her eyes flash back to Magica's real quick before she hugged me back there."
"NO! YOU- YOU FOOLS! You can't keep me in here! You'll all DIE! I'll KILL ALL OF YOU FOR THIS! YOU'll ALL DIIIIIIIE!" The sorceress threatened loudly in her real again voice.
"I don't think you will De Spell, as that kinda goes against your whole blood fued revenge plot thing you've got going on..." Scrooge pointed out.
"...If- If you don't release me this very instant you worthless FOOL, I'll KILL everyone in this room, RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOUR EYES!"
"Oh, come on now De Spell, you know your threats are all just meaningless now. How do you suppose you're going to pull that off?"
"What? Do you intend on just hating us all to death?"
Magica paused.
"...I wasn't talking to YOU, worthless fool. I was talking to the other, little, worthless fool." The sorceress barely lifted her right hand upwards.
"Wait, do you mean Len- AAHHH!" Huey was interrupted as Mrs. Beakley's large, muscular shadow almost instantly came to life and began choking him.
"NOOOOOO! My own shadow betrays me! Will this Earth madness ever end?!" Penumbra tried to fight back as her own shadow also started to quickly overpower her.
"Well, how about it?" Magica stood up in Lena's body and smirked as everyone in the room except her was being slowly choked to death by their own shadows.
"Release me now, or else they'll all DIE, right in front of your FACE!"
"Lena NO! Don't listen to her! You know she won't kill us! We can handle these, salacious shado- Aaugh!" Scrooge was thrown against the wall as his own shadow held him off the floor by his neck.
"Well, I'm waiting, make your decision..." The sorceress stood still patiently as Lena was screaming and panicking on the inside, her voice completely drowned out by Magica's wet shadows lodged deep in her throat.
...
SLAM! The door to the room was suddenly kicked wide open.
"Mr. McDuck? We've got a HUUUUGE problem..." Gyro and Fenton casually rode into the chaotic room on the back of a brown horse with Scrooge McDuck's head placed on it's neck.
"GYRO!" Everyone but Lena and Penumbra exclaimed excitedly.
"Wait, who?" The sorceress questioned.
"Wait, excuse me..." Gyro slowly readjusted his glasses and blinked several times in the early morning light.
"...Waaah-aaaah-aaaah-AAAAH!" Scrooge's head scientist fell backwards onto his intern.
"Manny, Manny! Back up, back up!"
"No room to turn!" Manny barely managed to clap with Gyro still on his back
"Blathering blatherskite! Shadow demons!" Fenton jumped off the horse's back and turned off the light switch, significantly weakening all the rogue shadows in the room.
"WHAT?! NO! NO!" Magica tried to help up one of the slowly dying shadows on the floor.
"It slowed them all down, but it's still not enough! Dr. Gearloose, what do we do-" Fenton was interrupted by several blue blasts of light being shot past him and at all the shadows in the room, quickly returning them back to their hosts.
"The Gearloose Shadow Control Ray." Gyro put away his ray gun back underneath his hat.
"Because you never know, when the sleep paralysis demons will come out of the shadows and strike..."
"In your sleep?" Manny clapped.
"...What the hell is that horrible creature? It's hideous!" The sorceress stepped back in disgust after getting a good look at the horse in the room with her.
"What?" Manny clapped.
"Well, that's not very polite." Gyro turned to Fenton and back to Magica.
"It's just my dummy intern..."
"What?" Fenton questioned.
"What?" Magica questioned along with him.
"Indeed." Manny clapped.
"...Wait, we arrived just in the nick of time to save people in need. That makes the three of us, big dang heroes! YES!" Fenton hugged his tall fellow scientist.
"Ugh! It's 'Big Damn Heroes' dummy!" Gyro rubbed his forehead with his fingers.
"Dr. Gearloose please." Fenton walked up to Lena and covered her ears with a soft hug.
"Not in front of the kids..."
Without saying a word, Magica quickly wriggled away from the latin duck and made a dash for the wide open door.
"STOP HER! That's not a kid, that's Magica De Spell! We can't let her escape! AFTER HER!" Scrooge ordered.
"Uhh! Where's the kitchen, where's the kitchen?! Need a knife, need a knife!" The sorceress quickly found herself in Scrooge McDuck's mansion foyer, not sure which way to go.
"Ah, ah, ah. Not this time..." The ghost of Duckworth floated out of a picture hanging on the wall and quickly grabbed Lena by her striped sweater.
"NO! You old dead FOOL! I'll rake you across the coals!" Magica threatened as the ghost summoned a piece of rope and began to tie Lena's hands together behind her back.
"Wait, rope? Yes, PERFECT! I'll just hang myself instea- Ahhh, NO! Too tight!"
"...Now I know how Webby feels."
"Good. Now hold still..." Duckworth held Lena on the floor and tightly tied her feet together.
"Ahhh! NO, NO NO NO NO NO! NO!" Magica struggled desperately about as everyone else in the mansion made it into the large room.
"A triple fed constrictor knot. Great job Duckworth!" Huey inspected Magica's knots and lifted her up.
"Learned from the best." The butler gave him a thumbs up.
"WOO! Duckworth! That's how you Dewey-it!" Dewey cheered him on.
"Wait. Where were you this whole time?!" Louise asked in anger.
"We almost all died like three times in there!"
"...Dusting." Duckworth simply answered.
"You need to get your priorities straight man! Wait, NO! If Magica's powers are all gone... Then- Then how long will I be handcuffed to HER?!"
"...I'd say it's you who needs to get their priorities straight, Mistress Louie..." The ghost patted Louise on the head.
"Uhhhhh. Just- Just don't ask..."
"Hold on, how come your voice is deeper now then when you were a boy? And what is really that bad about being handcuffed to a girl?" Violet asked the young duck beside her.
"Uhhh. Please, not now Vi, I've got a headache the size of three cubic acres of cash."
...
"So. As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted." Gyro cleared his scratchy throat.
"Mr. McDuck, we've got a HUUUUGE problem..."
"...How huge? Huge the size of evil robots exterminating all life on Earth? Or huge the size of literally the end of the world as we know it?" Scrooge asked.
"Somewhere in between those two futures, the Gizmosuit is missing..." Gyro paused.
"...Oh, and Gizmodummy here says he has no memory of ever putting on the suit. And the tracking device on it isn't working."
"He keeps saying that I'm Gizmoduck, but I'm not, I'm just an intern. A poor scientist. I'm- I'm no hero." Fenton looked a little sad.
"Wait, what? Does the lad actually not remember the entire past year and a half?" Scrooge was puzzled.
"Well, it sure seems that way. And I have a theory on what happened. The ONLY possible explanation..."
"...Emiiill." Lighting crashed close outside for dramatic effect.
"I'm sorry, who?" Scrooge was now even more puzzled.
"You honestly don't remember? Ughhh..."
"Emil Eagle? Evil scientist, my arch enemy and overall petty thief? You and me, we sent him to prison over two decades ago..."
"...Unless they're family, or my own sworn enemies, I really don't focus too hard on remembering people's names." Scrooge said.
"Either way, a report came out that he escaped for prison early this morning." Gyro continued.
"It's OBVIOUS! Emil broke out this morning, drugged Fenton, and-"
"-even though, that the suit went missing, only a few days ago... So he'd have to..." Scrooge's head scientist was interrupted by Magica's soft chuckle as she laid flat in Lena's body on the floor.
"What's so funny De Spell?" Scrooge held his came to her face.
"You ignorant fools. Can't you see? That Emil fool didn't steal your precious Gizmosuit." The sorceress smiled.
"...I did."
"Whhhaat?! You did?!" Gyro grabbed Lena by her sweater and held her up to his face.
"Yep. That latin fool over there showed up at my lair, so I simply wiped his mind clean and sent him on his way..."
"TELL ME WHERE IT IS!" The angry scientist shook Magica about in his arms.
"Sorry. Both your Gizmosuit and your little Webby are locked up tight in a place where you'll never find them. A place, where you'll never guess to look, no matter how long you search. A place-"
"-RrrrrrrAAAAAHHH!"
"Gyro, Gyro. Don't hurt the lass. She didn't do anything wrong." Scrooge held back Gyro as he tried to violently attack Magica in Lena's body.
"UHHH! We don't have time for this! We have to get the Gizmosuit back before it falls into the wrong hands!"
...
"Ding!" An imaginary Lil' Bulb appeared over Louise's head.
"Wait, you were a little girl this whole time?" Gyro questioned.
"Ugh! No." The young duck replied as she struggled to climb up on Manny's back and stood up.
"I've got it! I know how we can rescue Webby, AND get the Gizmosuit back at the same TIME!"
"...Okay, speak up lad, er lass." Scrooge quickly corrected himself.
"Shhh! Thank you." Louise continued and cleared her throat.
"We use Gyro's Time Tub to travel back to the day the Gizmosuit was stolen and secretly follow Fenton untill he comes across Magica's lair."
"But instead of effecting the time stream by keeping the suit from being stolen in the first place, we then travel back to the present and get both Webby and the suit back after learning where Magica's lair is, when she won't be there to attack us!"
"...That is, actually a really good idea! Great thinking lass!" Scrooge McDuck walked up and ruffled his niece's feathers.
"Well what did you expect? She is my daughter after all! Ha-ha!" Della lifted Louise up in her arms and hugged her.
"NO! NO! NO!" THIS- THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING!" Magica in Lena's body struggled fiercely on the floor, trying her best to untie herself.
"Eeeexcept for one little problem, the Time Tub's out of commission..." Gyro explained sternly.
"...YES! YES! Ha-ha! Take that FOOLS! Even fate is on my SIDE!" The sorceress laughed as her arms were beginning to cramp underneath her.
"Well, just- just fix it then! Build a replacement! You're the brilliant scientist, you think of something! That's your job man!" Louise began pushing Scrooge's head scientist towards the front door.
"Well De Spell? I think this is where it all ends." Scrooge McDuck began as he sat Magica upwards.
"Isn't it ironic? Your need to gloat, along with the person you continuously called worthless and insignificant, was the one who ultimately brought you down to nothing but a shadow trapped within your own rebellious creation."
He took back his Number One Dime from around Lena's neck with a smile.
"Oh how the mighty have fallen..."
...
"-AAAAH-AAUUH-UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGGHH!" The sorceress paused before letting out a skyward bloodcurdling scream in Lena's voice and began choking up dark shadows from her mouth.
"I was so CLOSE. This is all your fault! ALL OF THIS IS YOUR FAULT!"
Magica began violently slamming her head down onto the hardwood floor, letting her tears completely soak Lena's face and sweater.
"I never should have brought you to LIFE! You are nothing! NOTHING!"
"Whoa, whoa, easy now." Scrooge quickly held the struggling sorceress still.
"C-C-Curse you, Lena Sabrewing..." The teenager fell motionless to the floor.
"...I've never wanted to both punch and hug a child more than I do right now." Penumbra began.
"I know I've always come across sounding like I hate children. But I actually love them very much."
"They are like crazy, drunken, small people in your crater. But I still love them. And this one desperately needs a hug..."
The moonlander lifted Lena up in her arms and held her closely with tears in her eyes
"I'm- I'm so proud of you."
"...See that kids? Those are the tears of an officially defrosted moon bestie." Della smiled.
Gently lying Lena on her back on the floor, Penumbra silently walked up to Gyro, Fenton, and Manny.
"I'm going with you..."
"Uh, ha-ha-ha-ha-no." Gyro frowned.
"You are not coming with us, and that is final, end of conversation, goodbye!"
"Wait, WHY NOT?! The moonlander yelled in sudden confusion and anger.
"Because I don't like you, that's it."
"WHY NOT?! That's the most stupidest Earth reason I've ever HEARD!"
"It's good enough for me, and you're not going..."
"YES I AM!" Penumbra slowly followed Gyro, Fenton, and Manny out of the mansion.
"She's definitely going." Manny clapped.
"No you're not."
"YES I AM!"
"No you're not."
"YES I AM!"
"No you're not."
"AM!"
"Not."
"AM!"
"Not."
"AM!"
"Not."
SLAM! Manny shut the door behind them.
...
"So, uh, what do we do now?" Dewey asked.
"What else?" Scrooge McDuck lifted the still motionless teenager to her feet.
"Take care of Lena..."
"Wait, what do you mean, take care of Lena?" Huey asked as well.
"Exactly what I said, take care of Lena."
"Feed her, brush her teeth, put her to bed, keep her entertained."
"We can't untie her, not for a second! There's no telling what that witch would do to her if she had the chance."
"We'll have to do, everything for her."
"E-E-Everything?" Dewey questioned with wide eyes.
"...Everything." Scrooge darkly replied.
"Welp, I'm a girl. Guess I'm on Lena duty- HEY!" Louise was quickly yanked aside by Violet.
"Are you crazy? I'm her sister! I will take care of her!"
"Yeah, but I'm still handcuffed to you. And unless you have another magic potion or something, I'll have to go wherever you go..."
"And again, the discomforting feeling, spreads throughout my body." The hummingbird spoke in clear monotone.
"...Man, poor Lena." Dewey put his hand to Launchpad's bill.
"What do you mean, poor Lena? POOR WEBBY!" Huey exclaimed.
"Circe and Magica tricked her into believing that Lena betrayed her, and that they were never actually real friends. She must be crushed."
"Hey, this is Webby we're talking about here. If I know her, which I do. She'll be back to normal and we'll be going on new adventures in no time!"
"Ugh. Dewey, it's more than that. She's been tortured. Tortured!"
"Are you aware of the long lasting effects something like that could have on a person?!"
"She might may have to go to a therapist for years!"
"Oh, c'mon Huey. Therapy? Webby would never agree to-"
"-No, your brother's right." Scrooge intervened.
"Webbigail will need all of our help to get her life back to normal after this. We can't treat this lightly!"
"...And I'm afraid there may be no way to reverse some of the negative effects that witch may have cursed her to live with for the rest of her life."
"We can never allow Magica to roam free, ever again..."
...
"What's going on? What kind of moron thinks they can kidnap Duckburg's greatest super villain, inventer, and all around, misunderstood genius?! A short white eagle wearing an orange prison jumpsuit and a dark blindfold over his eyes struggled about blindly to a chair he was barely even tied to.
After only a few seconds, his blindfold was pulled off, revealing three familiar figures standing closely in front of him. Two of them were smiling, and one of them was busy typing away on his smartphone.
"Uuuuh! Dr. Atmoz Fear!? Ammonia Pine?!" He stared in surprise at the two criminals, taking notice of the other figure behind them.
"...Mark Beaks?"
"Kidnap selfie!" The billionaire ran up and snapped a picture of them all together.
"Hey, so do you think hashtag 'living on the edge' is putting it a bit too bluntly?"
"You FOOL! Don't post that! We're on the lam!" The weather-based scientist tried to pull his phone away from him.
"So um okay? I'm Mark Beaks, Duckburg billionaire. So yeah, I can do whatever I want, without any repercussions..."
"Okay then. How's THIS for repercussions?!" Atmoz Fear jumped onto Beaks and wrestled him to the floor.
"Ahhh-ahhh-AHHH! THIS IS MY LAST PHONE! SPARE IT'S LIFE!" The two of them continued to struggle on the floor.
"...So uh. Can someone please explain why I am here-" Emil was interrupted as Ammonia Pine quickly brought a soapy, wet mop to his face.
"EWW! Your feathers are dirty! DISGUSTING!" The insane, cleaning obsessed F.O.W.L. agent complained as she cleaned off his slightly sweaty face.
"Wha-Wha-WHAT?! WHAT IS GOING ON-" CRACK! A rolled up newspaper hit the open doorframe with the speed and strength of a whip.
"EVERYONE! Settle down..." Ma Beagle now stood motionlessly in the empty dark warehouse room, with Big Time, Burger, Bouncer, and Black Arts standing terrified behind her.
With a very intimidating expression on her face, the current head of the Beagle family walked up to Emil and grabbed him by his jumpsuit collar
"...Morning jailbird. Did you enjoy your short little time in the slammer?"
"EX-CUUUSSE, ME!" Emil began loudly, trying to look as big and threatening as possible.
"Twenty hard years behind steel bars and brick is hardly what I would call a short time- AHHH!" CRACK! Ma Beagle slapped him across the face with her newspaper.
"-Hmmm, mmmm. And who is responsible for putting you in there, sunshine?" She asked, dispite knowing the answer.
"...My enteral arch-nemesis, Dr. Gyro Gearloose." The short super villain glared in deep-rooted anger.
"Oh, and also Scrooge McDuck. Him too..."
"Okay then, tell me. Have you seen..." Ma Beagle paused as she unrolled the newspaper and looked it over in disbelief.
"UGH! Where is that article?! Is this even the same newspaper?!"
"No Ma. We used that one for Mud Puddle..." Big Time explained.
"...Who's Mud Puddle?" She asked.
"Our new puppy we found lost in the rain. Can we keep him?" Bouncer asked with a hopeful smile.
...
"Beaks, get me a picture..." Ma Beagle ordered while holding out her hand behind her.
"Oh, heh-heh. Sure." Beaks handed her his phone after swiping to a certain saved imaged.
"...Beaks? What the heck am I looking at?" Ma Beagle asked in anger and disgust upon seeing the illuminated picture in front of her face.
"Oh, just something I found on the cursed image section of-"
"-UGH! For cryin' out, NEVERMIND!"
"Wait, now I'm curious. What does it look like-" CRACK! Emil was hit in the face with the now re-rolled up newspaper.
"-GIZMODUCK! I'm sure you've heard of Gizmoduck, right?"
"...Gizmo-DUCK?" The super villain began.
"Well of COURSE I've heard about gizmo-DUCK. Oh, how I can't wait to meet him. Our battle will be legendary..."
"Well, what if I told you your old friend Gyro is the one who built the gizmo armor?" Ma Beagle continued.
"...WHAATT?! Gyro Gearloose is Gizmoduck?! But- But he's not even a DUCK."
"No. He isn't..."
"But some crack-head latin intern of his is though." Ma Beagle explained.
"But the armor was stolen just a couple of days ago. And I know where it is..."
"Hold on, YOU DO?" Emil asked in shock.
"Why, with that armor, I could bring Gyro Gearloose and the entirety of Duckburg to it's knees in minutes! Seconds EVEN!"
"...Good."
"You wanna know where it is?" Ma Beagle asked.
"YES!"
"You wanna to get your hands on it?"
"YES!"
"You wanna get your revenge against Gyro and McDuck?"
"YES- Well no. Just Gyro. Hmph, McDuck means nothing to me..."
"Well-" Ma Beagle grabbed him by his collar and pulled him close to her face.
"-you'll work for me then..."
"HEY! Don't you know who your messing with?!"
"I'm Emil Eagle! You can't force me to work with you! You can't force me to do ANYTHING!"
"...I'm forcing you to sit in this chair." Ma Beagle tapped him on his beak.
"My HANDS are tied!"
"Okay then. You don't want to work for me? Fine..."
"I'll just kidnap someone better. Someone with skills more suited to taking down Gyro Gearloose."
Emil gasped.
"...Don't, you, DARE."
"Gyro Screw-loose is my arch-nemesis! Nobody is allowed to defeat him except me! NOBODY! The eagle fought hard against the ropes around him.
"I'm, IN."
"...Ain't villainous teamwork the best?" Ma Beagle finally cracked a smile.
END OF PART 1
A/N: Well this chapter ended up being WAAAY longer than I ever intended it to be. Sorry about that.
And before you ask, no, Emil Eagle is not an original character I came up with just for this fic. He is actually a real villain in the Disney Duck's comic universe, as well as Gyro Gearloose's arch rival in science. Look him up...
So if you're like me, and you like to read fanfiction dialogue as the character's voices in your head, I would highly recommend reading Emil's lines in the voice of Mr. Lawrence/Doug Lawrence. AKA, the voice of the villainous Plankton in SpongeBob SquarePants, as he has no official voice actor yet, and (as far I know) not a singular official appearance in Disney animation.
I thought it was fitting since both Emil and Plankton are short evil masterminds with HUUUUGE egos on the inside, and also since Tom Kenny and Bill Fagerbakke have already done voice roles in the real show. Tom Kenny as Fethry Duck and Dr. Atmoz Fear, and Bill Fagerbakke as The Ghost of Christmas Present. Clancy Brown has also been confirmed to do a voice in season 3 of DuckTales as well.
At first, I considered writing Emil's dialogue with the voice of Joaquin Phoenix in mind, the actor who played Arthur Fleck in Joker (2019), but it just didn't feel quite right.
While you're at it, you could also read Louise's voice as E. G. Daily. Tress MacNeille's voice as Circe, as she was the voice of her in the original DuckTales. And James Arnold Taylor as the mysterious, shadowy dreamboat, Randy Moorhen.
The main antagonists have been set. Magica De Spell, Ma Beagle, and Circe. Who will emerge victorious?
Will Gyro and his friends be able to pull off their urgent mission, or will they end up rewriting history? We'll see in due time.
Chapter 16, coming soon. This story is far from over...
Special thanks to TheMysteriousMrEnter for inspiring Scrooge McDuck's disposition speech against Magica.