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Chapter 3- On the Trail

It was a very strange terrain that Gosalyn awoke upon. It didn't seem quite like the ground, nor was it like any bed she had ever slept upon. She also knew that she wasn't in the air, although she could see nothing but sky above her. Then, the terrain moved in a very rhythmic up and down motion. It was almost elastic. Then, standing--or rather jumping--up and down by her side, she could see Honker Muddlefoot, her long time friend.

Gosalyn sat up and realized that she had fallen asleep on the trampoline out in her house's backyard. But there was something not right about this scene. Honker looked a good two to three years younger than what she thought he should be. Also, something about just being at home--her old home in Avian Way--seemed strange.

However, the trampoline didn't seem strange. She had gained a habit of taking naps in the middle of the day on the trampoline during the summer. And more often than not, it was Honker that came to wake her up by jumping on the device. She now looked away from the scene on the trampoline, for she felt someone's eyes on her back.

It was her father, dressed as Drake instead of Darkwing, standing with his hands on his hips. He was shaking his head at her.

"What's wrong? And what's this about?" Gosalyn asked.

Drake clicked his tongue in disappointment. "Oh, Gos, where did I go wrong?" he sighed.

"I shouldn't be here," Gosalyn said, partly to herself. Then, she added to Drake, "What do you mean? What are you talking about, Dad?"

"You ran away with him. With Negaduck. Didn't I teach you better than that? But then again, was it really my fault?" Drake said, his voice growing a bit harsher.

"I love him, Dad. I thought I told you," she said.

"You did, you did. I can't accept that, though. He's brainwashed you somehow. He has to of. You're a good kid, that has to be the problem."

"No, Dad, listen to what I'm saying. I love him. He's different now. He'll treat me right, I know he will."

Drake clicked his tongue again. "How do you know that?"

"What do you mean?"

"He's done so much wrong. Don't you remember what I said to you?"

And suddenly, the briefest image filled Gosalyn's head. This one seemed more real. It was of her father, now dressed as Darkwing, yelling at her in front of Morgana and an older Honker.

"…Have you forgotten! Have you forgotten who he is! He's Negaduck! He's evil! He's murdered, stolen, and raped!…"

Just as quickly as it came, the image faded. Drake clicked his tongue for a third time.

"You never knew that he had done those things, did you? Oh, you knew about two of them, but you've wondered about the third ever since I told you. You haven't wanted to think on it, but you can't help but wonder…you wonder if he'll do that to you…"

And then the world around Gosalyn grew blurry and went black.

Gosalyn sat straight up in the makeshift plant bed, for lack of a better description, that Bushroot had made for her. She wiped the hair away from her face and sighed. That dream had been completely unreal…and yet…

It had held some truth. She guessed that she had wondered about that. She had wondered, if not feared just a little, if Negaduck would do to her what she was sure he had done to some poor woman somewhere else.

Now, she could hear Negaduck beyond the curtain of vines and trees that Bushroot's plants had graciously provided her with, talking with the plant-duck himself. Sighing, Gosalyn laid back down upon her bed. She knew that the only way to put her mind to rest was to ask her beloved about the matter. But that could wait. Now, she just wanted an uninterrupted sleep.

…………………

Darkwing was sipping his coffee at the small café adjoined with the Windmill Inn when Gizmoduck rolled in. It took a few minutes for the robo-duck to get past his adoring fans, but he finally made it to the Masked Mallard's table.

"Any leads on Gos?" Darkwing asked as soon Gizmoduck was able to sit.

"None, I'm afraid. How did this happen?" he asked.

Darkwing shrugged off this question and pressed on.

"Are there any contacts of Negaduck's in town?"

"I'm not sure. I was going to check after our meeting. You didn't answer me, Wingie. How did Gos get snatched?"

"I think…I think he's been planning this for a while. Give me something I could check out, Giz. You know this town better than me. I have to find Gos. There's no way of knowing…of knowing what he'll do to her," Darkwing moaned desperately.

Gizmoduck stood.

"Than let's not lose any time. We'll find her, Darkwing. You could check out the slums. I've got some…uh, higher contacts I could ask. Some of Launchpad's old employers. I'll ask them. Meet you back here, tomorrow at noon?"

Darkwing nodded, and they both left.

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