WARNING: This chapter gets a bit dark.

Goldie walked aimlessly around the mansion. Yes, it was Christmas, and as much as she hated to admit it, she was alone. Scrooge and the kids had gone off to some mountain they planned on climbing. Mt. Neverrest, was it? She didn't know for sure, but she knew one thing;

She was bored.

Goldie sighed. As she walked down the long hallway, she passed Scrooge's office. Goldie froze. She looked at the double doors, and briefly pondered entering. Suddenly, a voice entered her thoughts. "Go inside, O'Gilt." Goldie quickly realized the voice was one that happened to belong to the one and only, Magica De Spell. Goldie rolled her eyes. "And why should I?" she asked. "Because the dime could be in there!" Magica said. Goldie snorted and walked in. The room was large, a mahogany red carpet laid on the floor. A large desk sat in the center of the room. Several shelves stood on either side of the room. Large stacks of paper sat dormant on the desk. Goldie approached it first.

She started to open drawers. Checking them one by one. She frowned. Just business stuff, not the dime. Goldie was about to leave, when something caught her eye. A hinge? She got under the desk and looked up, and smiled. Sure enough, a hinge. A door under the desk. She carefully opened the small door, revealing a dark space. She peeked up through it, and her eyes lit up. A Box! She grabbed the box and got out from under the desk. Goldie set the small wooden box onto the desk. She opened the box.

A few scrolls were in it, but nothing much. Goldie continued to sift through the box. Near the bottom, a piece of cardboard laid, folded carefully to conceal whatever was in it. Goldie picked it up carefully. She opened the card board to reveal a lock of golden hair. She sighed. "Of course, its just a stupid lock of someones-" she stopped dead in her tracks. Goldie looked back down at the hair and froze. It was her hair. Her eyes widened.

Goldie quickly out everything back to the way it was. She left his office. Goldie ignored the constant protesting of Magica in her head as she walked down the hallway. "WHY DID YOU STOP LOOKING? WHY IS THAT HAIR SO IMPORTANT?!" Magica yelled. Goldie winced. She took a deep breathe. "Magica I can't do this." she said. "WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU CANT?!" She yelled. Goldie became angry.

"THIS! I CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE!" she yelled back. "I don't-no-CAN'T hurt Scrooge like that! I'm done, Magica! The deal is off!" she said. Goldie looked down at the amulet laying on her chest. It started glowing brightly. "You will regret this, Goldie O'Gilt." The last thing Goldie saw was the purple glow of the amulet before darkness.

Goldie's eyes were tinted purple, and an evil laugh came out of her beak. Yet, it wasn't her voice. Suddenly, Scrooge, and the kids, along with Launchpad walked in the front door.

"Hello, Scroogey. I've missed you."

Scrooge raised an eyebrow. "Alright, what do ye want now O'Gilt?" he asked her. Goldie/Magica smirked. "Nothing~" she said. Scrooge was highly confused. He shook his head as he and the kids walked by. Goldie walked back down the hall and into her room.

As soon as she was in, Goldie fell to her knees. A large black shadow oozed out of her eyes. Magica laughed evilly. Goldie tried to pull away, but to no avail. "Let. Me. Go!" she grunted as she tried to escape. "Oh, that's right I forgot about you." Magica stated plainly. Goldie glared. "Now all that's left is to get the dime!" Magica laughed. "It won't work! They'll know something is wrong!" Goldie said. Magica considered this for a moment. "They barely even know you. And based on your past, Scrooge will believe it's you doing this." Magica said.

The shadows were sucked back into Goldie's eyes as she stood up. "No, Goldie. I'm going to tear your life apart from the inside out. I've been watching this family for some time. Picking up the pieces are we? Well, unfortunately for you, I've seen all the little cracks that remain." Magica said evilly.

She fought Magica's spell, enough to gain the use of her voice back. "If you lay so much as a finger on any of them—"

"Well it wouldn't be me , would it, dear?" Magica said. Goldie was terrified. "I won't kill you, Goldie," Magica says. "For your betrayal against me, I will leave you in a world so empty, a life so hopeless, you will beg for death. My punishment will be your own. You will be alone, forever. "

Goldie was completely and utterly horrified. For once in a long, long time, Goldie O'Gilt had absolutely no idea what to do. So, she did all she could.

Watch as her life was torn apart.

As they walked down the hallway, She bumped into Webby. Magica, well, Goldie sneered. "Get out of my way!" she snarled at Webby. Webby's eyes widened as Goldie walked away.

She could have sworn she saw Goldie's eyes flash purple for a split second.

Darkness. Darkness everywhere. That's all Goldie could see. She tried to look down at herself, but she realized if she held her hand in front of her face she wouldn't see it. A wicked laugh sounded through out the void she seemed to be trapped in. Goldie looked around, searching for the person the voice belonged to. "Well, I guess it's only fair." The voice spoke. Goldie instantly recognized it, and snarled. "Release me Magica!" she yelled.

Her voice seemed to echo into the large space she was in. Magica laughed again. "Well, I can't do that, now can I? I haven't even fulfilled my end of the deal. Though, you didn't finish yours either." she paused. Goldie thought for a moment. "What do you mean?" she asked. If she could she Magica's face, she would say that Magica smirked. "Well, I have decided to both fulfill my part of our little deal, and punish you even further while I destroy your life." Magica said evilly. Goldie shuddered. "What more can you do?" she asked, teary eyed. Goldie had always been tough. She had to be. She learned at a very young age that the world was a cruel place.

She hadn't realize that since the day she met Scrooge, she had been going soft. Little by little, her icy heart had started to thaw. "Since you peeked my curiosity by asking if I could travel in time, I decided to have a look at your memories. And now, I will grant your wish. But," Magica paused for effect. "You will relive the moment you most regret. Like a dream almost, but you will be trapped. Oh, and I'd be careful if I were you. Ever heard of the Butterfly Effect? Every little thing, every word you say in the past will effect the future. Have fun." Magica's voice disappeared. That was the last thing Goldie heard.

She was running. That's all she knew. She didn't know what she was running from exactly. She only knew she was running. Goldie looked around as the world passed her in slow motion. That is, of course, how it always happened in dreams. Hers, at least. She could either run, but see everything in slow motion, or she could not run at all, and feel like she was moving in slow motion. Goldie quickly recognized the familiar rainbow colored waterfalls, and her eyes widened. Suddenly, the world was moving normal again. Goldie looked around to confirm her , she was in the caves of White Agony Plains. Goldie immediately knew this wasn't a dream. Unless you are very strong minded, you usually couldn't control your dreams. She knew this, and looked down at her outfit. Yes, she was re-living the most painful moment in her life. Leaving Scrooge in the ice. She started off in a different direction, towards where she had 'accidentally' dropped her pack nearly half a decade ago. Before they had been frozen, she had already planned on backstabbing Scrooge.

Before she stole the map.

Before she developed feelings for Scrooge.

Goldie picked it up, dusting it off before shuffling through the pack. She pulled out a pick ax and smiled. Goldie ran back towards the way she came.

Magica walked through the halls of McDuck Manor. She smiled to herself. Yes, she would soon have the dime. All she needed to do was find Scrooge. Magica spotted the door to his office, and quickened her pace just a little. She approached the door and knocked. "Uh, Scrooge?" she used Goldie's voice. "Ya in there?"

Scrooge was signing off a bunch of papers, when suddenly there was a knock on his door. He looked up, about to answer, when Goldie's voice cut through. "Uh, Scrooge?" she called. Scrooge was immediately taken back. She had never called him by his name! Well, only when she was either extremely upset or something terrible had happened. "Ya in there?" she called again. Scrooge was confused. This wasn't like Goldie at all. Normally, she would've just opened the door, knowing that this room was where Scrooge spent most Mondays. Scrooge nodded to him self. "Yes, I'm here. Come in Goldie." he said. Scrooge looked up as 'Goldie' entered the room.

Goldie carefully tore into the large chunks of ice. She made sure she didn't hurt Scrooge, as he was residing inside of the frozen block, only his hand was outside of it. She swung the pickax, aiming for the crack in the ice that she had already made. She kept swinging, hitting the large crack as it proceeded to get even bigger with each strike.

Scrooge clutched his head in pain. As soon as 'Goldie' had walked in, he flashed back to the Klondike days, but something was off. He hadn't remembered her trying to free him! Or did he? Scrooge didn't know, and didn't ponder it very much, as his head was practically killing him. Scrooge fell to the floor and groaned, the pounding becoming even worse.

Goldie successfully broke a very large piece of ice off of the ice burg, freeing a small portion of Scrooge's leg. After another few hits, his leg was freed.

Scrooge whimpered as he felt his memories being altered. He saw Goldie freeing his leg, and then it was blank. Scrooge fell unconscious because of the excruciating pain.

WOOO Cliffhanger!

Hope you guys all enjoyed this!

TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE NIGHT?!

That's a record, hahahahaha

(this is sad xD)

See you next time!

ALLONS-Y!