Abandoned

by therealjordan23

One mistake, and his life changed. Insanity, he's not insane… but sometimes he lets it overcome him. Rage, he isn't angry all the time but he lets it control him. Broken, that's what Louie Duck was. Because surviving in the ghettos of Duckburg was hard. It was enough to make anybody lose it. All because of one mistake… Rated M for violence and language and graphic sexual scenes

4. Hostility

So I was an idiot who replied in my review section when I forgot I could just reply to all of your reviews here o_o

Not Ponytails or Cottontails: Thank you so much:)

Guest: Wowwww

Guest: right? Oh, it gets darker

NOTE: They're going to be humans in this AU. It's just easier to write about skin and not feathers XD

And on that happy note, let's continue this story:

"What's wrong with you?" Della asked Huey.

They were sitting around a picnic table beside the lake so they could eat the fish Dewey had caught. Huey scowled at the question.

"What do you mean?" he asked, trying to keep his voice leveled.

"I mean," Della growled. "Why are you acting off? The last time we were here, you were so excited! The last—"

"—the last time we were here, Louie was grounded! And I understood why you grounded him all those years ago, Mom, I really do! But your reasoning and logic this time is messed up! It's almost like you enjoy punishing Louie!" Huey snapped.

Della held back, both surprised and not surprised at Huey's angry outburst. Everyone knew Huey was the angry triplet, but he's never snapped at her.

"He made you miss your exams, Huey, I had to do it!"

He stood up angrily. "No. You. Didn't." Huey bit out.

"Huey—"

"Mom please," Huey sighed. "Just leave me alone."

Della frowned, but did what Huey asked. She would talk to him later. Huey took a deep breath, and sat back down, glancing down at his now cold slice of fish.

"You alright, lad?" Scrooge asked.

Huey groaned. Did he really look that annoyed?

"I'm fine, Uncle Scrooge."

Scrooge frowned. "You're not selling it."

Huey scowled. "I'm worried about Louie, that's it! What's everyone's deal?!"

He didn't mean to raise his voice, but he did. Dewey and Webby, who were cuddling a few feet away, sat up and stared at Huey.

"Huey…?"

"I'M FINE!" he howled.

And with that, Huey stormed off, leaving his family confused and worried.

"Damn it, Louie, pick up!" Huey growled.

He tried calling Louie about six times. After the seventh try, Huey left it alone, and sat down against a tree.

"I know you don't want anyone checking in on you, but I'm checking in on you." Ms. Beakley said behind him.

"Ms. B, I'm fine, really." Huey protested when the older woman sat next to him.

She raised an eyebrow. "I assume you're worried about your brother?"

"Well, yeah," he said. "The last time we left Louie alone, he joined all of Scrooge's worse enemies—"

"For a good cause." Ms. Beakley gently reminded him.

Huey frowned. "I guess…"

"Get up. Enjoy the adventure, Huey." she said.

He gave her a weak smile. "I will. I just need some time alone."