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It was so much harder to hide things from the elite of the world.
Meeting people who could feel Magic made him realise the idea of filling himself with magic so that he could transform into what they all expect from a leader was a very stupid idea.
He would be caught immediately.
So he had to find a figurehead.
However, doing so came with its own problems.
The most top of the line people we're all related or had some connection to Scrooge McDuck.
There was no guarantee that the person won't enslave him in exchange for keeping his secret.
And three, the mind readers may be able to read the figure head's mind and God help him if the idiot is thinking about putting on an act.
So instead of going to the living, he turned to the world of the dead.
Even though the past was outdated and concurred by those alive today, those fearsome people that used to rule the past could become fearsome once again with the knowledge of the 21st century at their disposal.
And his first choice.
A ghost appeared before him, from the magic circle he drew.
"Hello, Amuso," he said.
Amuso.
The previous owner of the puzzle.
The man looked surprised and said. "Who are you? How dare you disturb my sl-"
He interrupted the man said. "Look, old man. I don't care for your babbling about how great you are. It's been thousands of years since you've died. The world has changed, and your Puzzle is now in my hands. I was the one who summoned you here." Before he said. "Now do you want to hear what I have to say or is the Ghost world far more interesting than what is happening to you right now?"
Silence.
Dead silence.
"Go ahead," said the ghost.
"Allow me to introduce myself," he said. "To the world, my name is Henry Nine, a street cleaner. But in the shadows, I am the head of an organisation called Jigsaw. In your terms, every member is a conqueror of some sorts. Whether it's magic, mastery of the elements or the sky above. Not a single member is ordinary."
"I see...so you're asking me to join?" Said the ghost.
"Kind of," he said. "You see, in the organisation I own, everybody believes that I am the person who recruits people and not the person who created the group, to begin with. I've let them think that because...well look at me"
"Yes, indeed." Said the ghost. "You don't have the body of a God but of a water boy. With that body, nobody would follow you"
"Exactly," he said. "If I admit to being the leader, everybody would leave and my organisation would be dissolved immediately. I need a figurehead to keep everybody together. And as a Ghost, you have the power to model yourself into the image they want to see"
"I see..." Said the ghost, before saying casually. "And what is to stop me from killing you and taking over your body?"
But he wasn't scared, he calmly said. "I like to read and I've been through your library. Do you think I didn't do something to make sure you didn't harm me? Do you want the job or not? It's not like your anything special"
"Excuse me?" Said the Ghost. "Do you know who I am, I-"
"Yeah, I know but the world runs on technology because it's better," he said. "That whole 'pulling a rabbit out of a hat' of 'cutting a person in half with a box' won't get you a place with Kings in this time. You'll be working for a child's amusement instead." Before he said. " And your ghosts status isn't that special either, I can literally pull up thousands of other ghosts who have similar backstories than you, who boast less. How in the hell are you different? In history, your time is best remembered as a point when people made up gods for anything they couldn't explain. Hell, I only heard of you because I wanted to rob you. You weren't even pharaoh, you we're a half baked musician who people could replicate a century later"
Silence.
"How dare," said the ghost, his eyes glowing. "How dare you! I am not just some musician you threw out into the street. I am Amuso. The greater musician of all! How dare the world not acknowledge me!" he began to grow bigger and change shape. " I will make this world tremble before me and force conquerors to their knees. I. AM. AMUSO!"
He took a step back, his mouth was open.
Holy crow.
Now that's a Leader.
#A Few Days Later#
Scrooge McDuck was in his office when he heard his caller been rung.
"Yes?" He said, answering it.
"Ah, does Launchpad McQuack live here?" Said the voice on the other end.
"He does. Come in. He's in the garage" said Scrooge assuming the Duck got Pizza.
The gate opened and he didn't think much of it, until out of the corner of his eye, he saw a black limousine going past the building.
Was Miss B going out?
He opened the gate and the limousine drove out.
He continued working when he saw the actual woman walk past his door.
Wait a minute.
She seemed shocked to see him as well, she had backed up to be in the doorway.
"Wait. I thought you left sir" she said.
"I thought you left," said Scrooge and then he remembered what happened a few minutes ago and said. "Wait a minute...was that limousine for Launchpad?"
Miss B mouth was open.
What?
But indeed it was.
Launchpad dressed in the only suit he owned which was a black jacket with a red shirt underneath, he was currently trying to make himself comfortable in the back of a limousine for the first time in his life.
"Mr McQuack. Are you alright?" Said the driver.
"Of course. I just haven't been to a party in a long time" he said, he made sure to shut his phone off.
No phone.
No tracking device.
Launchpad couldn't even remember the last time he spent the evening at an interesting place without any of the others.
It felt nice to have more of a life away from Mr McD now.
Almost 45 minutes later, the vehicle stopped for good and the door opened for him, Launchpad got out and saw that he was staring at a garden and turned to see lots of fancy cars in the driveway.
Ooh.
"Mr McQuack, if you need me to pick you up. You have my number" said the driver before the animal got in and drove away.
Launchpad adjusted his tie, he made his zip wasn't down and began strolling to the beautiful structure on top of a hill.
Launchpad saw many animals in suits and dresses on his way up.
Launchpad heard English, some few other languages and there were even some people trying to speak Arabic to people.
He walked in and saw there was actually no roof inside just open night sky, magical staff were walking around with a tray of appetiser, alcohol and fruit punch.
There was an open bar, tables, people swimming in the pool, jacuzzi and mini pools, a band was playing classical music in the background and arm wrestles.
Of course, there were people wanting to test their strength against each other, here.
And then Launchpad felt a tap on the shoulder.
He turned to find none other than Donald Ducks old band friend Panchito Pistoles, the red rooster.
They had actually met briefly through the phone.
Launchpad heard the secret Arabic greeting and replied back.
"Aren't you Donald's driver?" Said the rooster.
"Actually, I'm Donalds very wealth Uncles driver," said, Launchpad, "What are you doing here?"
"Well.." Said the Rooster. "I was approached by a duck after I had just finished a gig in a nursing home. He offered me a chance and how could I say no? Honestly, between you and me, I'm hoping that one of these people is a big shot in the music business in disguise and need somebody cheap to play for them"
Suddenly they both heard in a robotic voice.
"If you want to be exposed. There is nothing stopping you from getting up on that stage"
They both turned to see the Duck, everybody had met once.
Spy.
"Spy!" Said Launchpad, he went to hug the duck and the duck steamed from the brutal strength.
The duck was let go and said to the Rooster. "I settled down in his town. We ended up running into each other by pure accident"
"Ah," said the rooster.
The duck than did the greeting and they replied back.
"As for the music. Feel free to take over" said Spy continuing to the rooster surprise. "There really is no rule to say you can't. Tonight, it's about having fun and getting to know the others. Go for it"
The Rooster suddenly smiled and ran to the stage.
"Launchpad, do you want me to introduce you to some of these people?" He said to the Launchpad while the music changed to more Spanish.
"Yes, please," said Launchpad.
He went around introducing the Duck to those who lived in Duckburge.
And then they came to Falcon Graves.
"And this Hawk," he said.
"Cool look. Uber serious, I love it" said Launchpad.
"And who is this?" Said Falcon, staring Launchpad down. "Surely this isn't the Leader, you haven't been telling me about"
"No, this is Darkwing Dash," He said.
"Hi," said Launchpad.
Suddenly the duck pretending to be a robot was grabbed by his shirt.
"Listen, whatever you are," said the Falcon. "You said I would meet my employer before I do any of work. And yet, I haven't met this person and it's been a whole week."
He didn't want another Mark Beakers incident.
It took that promise to get him out of retirement.
"You need to calm down and relax. You can actually meet him right now" he said. "Lookup"
Huh?
Lookup?
The Falcon did and so did Launchpad.
In the sky, they saw two large eyes looking down at them.
"What in the world?" Said Falcon, getting those around him to pay attention.
People began to look up, only to drop whatever they were holding.
The thing slowly came out and they saw a transparent dragons face peering down from the clouds, it's whole body seemed to have vanished.
"Everybody I would like you to meet, Amuso. The leader of Jigsaw" he said.
The thing was huge, it could easily crush a whole town.
And that's when Amuso spoke in everybody minds, even in the ones that had artefacts to prevent this.
"Nice to meet, those who haven't met me yet. Today we relax and then tomorrow the questions and the Adventures will begin."
It looked amused and then dipped back out, everybody imagined the huge thing, resting on the clouds and drinking a much larger glass of wine.
"Oh, my God. The Leader is a Dragon" said Launchpad.
"Correction, he's a Ghost Sky Dragon from the Egyptian times," he said. "Why do you think this society is so heavily focused on Egypt?"
Everybody mouth was open.
You could tell they had questions, but any doubts the members had about their leader was shut down effectively.
The music began to play again and everybody came back to life again.
After all, who could say that they went to a party with a Ghost Sky dragon?
That was a level of coolness that the youngest generation of the Duck family could only wish.
Pictures were taken and pictures were safely hidden away.
People got the stuffing kicked out of them, but we're also healed.
It was just such a wild party that it could have easily gone on until 9 the next morning but Launchpad knew that he had to leave now or came back to a whole house awake.
So even though he wanted to be here, he said goodbye and received his gift basket filled with treats.
He got into the limousine and began to eat them on his way back home.
He finished them by the time they got to the gate.
"Don't use the caller. I'll get out" Launchpad said and then he did.
The vehicle slowly drove away.
And the moment it was gone he began to climb over the gate and began to sneak around back only to realise he didn't have his automatic garage opener in his pocket.
He went to the back door, got out his house key and opened it slowly.
He cringed at it screened open.
He then began to make his way through the house as steadily as he could and considering how he was one of the biggest ducks in the mansion, he was no ballerina.
He managed to make it to his door without being spotted and walked in, he closed and locked the door behind him before breathing a heavier a sigh of relief as he took off his suit.
He was safe, nobody had seen him.
But he was wrong.
Scrooge McDuck had actually sprung for the motion cameras.
Everybody in the house including the ghost mouth had actually been waiting for him to come back in the main camera room.
To think they would see how much better he had gotten at sneaking around the house.
Suddenly Dewey said. "Well, how can I not go to Funzones with this guy?"
Everybody wanted to spend one on one time with Launchpad after seeing that.
However unknown to the world, this will be the outing where Jigsaw entered the fry against the F.O.W.L.
And scene!