A/N- Okay, now this will be a merging of what was originally going to be two separate chapters. However, after that last chapter, I felt that you guys deserved for something to actually happen in this chapter! Enjoy.
Chapter 7
Darkwing was speeding through the streets of St. Canard. He thought of speeding though several red-lights but always stopped just short of them. But when he wasn't stopped, he was going way above the appropriate speed limit.
Launchpad was holding on for dear life in the sidecar. This only served to prove the point that Darkwing was going much faster than usual. The trusty sidekick had one hand latched onto the car and the other holding on to his hat and goggles.
"Whoa, DW! Slow down! I'm sure Gos and Honk are fine!" he shouted at his friend over the wind.
Darkwing's eyes did not leave the road as he replied, "Not a chance! My daughter is out with a homicidal maniac! We've got to find her and Honker. Fast."
"Yeah, but, DW, there's no tellin' how long Gos or, uh, Quiverwing's been out with Negaduck! I'd take a guess that it's been hours now! Heck, I'd even say that it'd been hours when you saw that news report!"
A red light caused Darkwing to slam his brakes. It was a lucky thing that the Ratcatcher could stop on a dime. Launchpad's idea of a good landing might be a good "crash," but his qualifications as a mechanic spoke for themselves. He was the best. Darkwing now turned to his old buddy.
"What are you saying, LP?" he asked, his hands on his waist.
Launchpad shrugged. "I'm just sayin' that if Negaduck was gonna hurt 'em…he probably would've already done so."
"Yeah, cause ol' Negsy has always been the predictable one," Darkwing replied sarcastically.
The light turned green and Darkwing sped off to the left. There was nothing but the high wind filling the silence between hero and sidekick. Finally, the Might Masked Mallard pulled to a stop. They were in front of the Second National Bank of St. Canard. Darkwing hopped off the bike and replaced his helmet with his hat. Launchpad walked up beside him.
"What are we doin' back here?" Launchpad asked as Darkwing pulled out his large magnifying glass and started examining the ground.
"Looking for something, anything, that will indicate where they've gone," Darkwing replied, not looking up.
Launchpad nodded and began to look around as well. Finally, after a few minutes, Darkwing came to a stop in the middle of the street. It was good thing that not many people traveled at night in St. Canard.
"Got something, DW?" Launchpad asked, coming up beside him.
"Yeah. Tread marks. Looks like Negaduck, Quiverwing, and Honker sped off up this street in an awful hurry," the hero replied.
"Do you think they found something? Or that they were on the run?"
"I don't know…" Darkwing muttered, walking along the tracks. "Aha!"
He reached with his free hand and picked up a red bolt. Looking at it, a smug smile appeared on his beak.
"I think I know where they're at," he said, putting up the magnifying glass. "Let's go."
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Quiverwing, Negaduck, and Honker stood on either side of the open door. Negaduck glanced around, then nodded to signal that it was okay to enter. Inside, it was dark…pitch black. Quiverwing had her arrow ready to go. Suddenly, Honker let out a cry.
"Sshh!" Negaduck hissed. "Are you trying to get us caught!"
"Honk, are you all right? Honker?" Quiverwing asked.
Both she and Negaduck stopped walking and looked around. Their eyesight had still not adjusted to the dark. But it was still enough to see that Honker was no longer behind them. Then, Quiverwing became aware that someone was coming up behind her. She turned to fire…but it was too late. She heard Negaduck exclaim and then…the dark got darker.
End Notes: Sorry about the shortness of this chapter. I just can't seem to make them any longer. Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed! Please review!