A/N- I'm sorry for the long wait on this. I had some writer's block issues. Also, I decided to delve into my original fiction for a bit. Now, including this chapter, there are five chapters left until the end of this fic. I will have one more fic in this series and that'll be a one-shot to kind of wrap this all up. I'll reveal the title at a later time. Now, on with the show!

Chapter 8

"Ahhh…" Quiverwing moaned, shaking her head.

Immediately, she became aware of several different things. First, her quiver and bow were missing. Second, she was tied to a chair. Third, there were two other chairs tied to hers. And finally, Honker and Negaduck were tied to the other two chairs. She turned her head to look at them. Honker was still unconscious, and Negaduck was staring--no, glaring--off into the distance in front of him.

"What's going on? What happened?" Quiverwing asked.

Negaduck continued to glare as he replied, "Oh, good. You're awake. We were jumped in the dark, and now we're hostages."

"Hostages? Who's our captors?" Quiverwing inquired.

"Them," Negaduck growled, jerking his head in the direction he was glaring.

For the first time since she had awoken, Quiverwing realized that they were not alone. Standing in front of Negaduck were the four figures of Bushroot, Liquidator, Megavolt, and Quackerjack. The Fearsome Five minus one. All four villains were glaring back at their catch. Not only that, but they were smiling.

"Ohhh…my head…" Honker moaned, finally coming to.

He looked up, shook his head, then had to wrench his neck around to look at everyone else. Meanwhile, Negaduck let out another growl.

"What's the meaning of this?" Quiverwing demanded.

"Quiet, kid," Quackerjack said, shoving a small teddy bear into her beak. "Our quarrel is with Negaduck. You and the boy were just a bonus."

"Yeah, and what's your problem with me?" Negaduck hissed.

"We're supposed to be a team! A villainous team!" Bushroot said. Then, pointing at Quiverwing and Honker, he added, "But instead, you're hanging around these do-gooders!"

"That's it! Jeez, you guys are really pathetic! Grow up! Go do some crimes, or can't you think of any good ones without me?" Negaduck asked, laughing.

"Um…Negaduck, is it really a good idea to antagonize our captors when we're all tied up?" Honker whispered in the Mallard Menace's direction.

"Yeah, listen to the kid," Megavolt said, allowing a spark of electricity to shoot upwards from his finger.

Quiverwing spit the teddy bear from her beak. "Wait a minute!" she exclaimed, staring wide-eyed at the Fearsome Four. "Do you mean to say that you were duplicating Negaduck's crime style…just to lure him here and yell at him?"

"Four out of five dentists agree…little girls should be seen and not heard!" Liquidator said.

"Yeah, quiet Quiverwing," Negaduck said.

Quiverwing turned toward him, opening her beak to make a protest. However, she stopped when she realized what he had done. By snapping at her, he knew she would turn toward him to say something. And in doing that, she moved closer towards him…along with the ropes holding her. As she sat there in mild amazement, Negaduck was undoing her bonds out of sight of their captors.

"Don't talk to me like that!" Quiver yelled, going on with the show.

With is left eye, which was out of sight, Negaduck winked at her.

"Quiet, you two! Believe me, you have more to worry about than us just yelling at you," Bushroot said.

"What are you going to do to us?" Honker asked.

Negaduck had almost completely undone Quiverwing's bonds. He had only one knot left to go.

"What do you think, kiddo?" Megavolt said, stepping closer and allowing another spark loose.

"You're going to kill us!" Honker yelled.

Before anyone could reply, Quiverwing's ropes were loose and a cloud of blue smoke appeared as she rolled away. She could now see that her bow and quiver were sitting a foot or two in front of Honker. As she rolled over to get them, the smoke providing cover, Darkwing's voice filled the air.

"I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the gunk in your teeth that your toothbrush can't reach! I am…Darkwing Duck!" Darkwing said, the smoke clearing away.

His gas gun was already drawn, and Launchpad was busy undoing Honker's and Negaduck's bonds.

"Scram, guys!" Quackerjack shouted.

"Suck gas, evildoers!" Darkwing shouted as the Fearsome Four scattered.

Quiverwing had just reached her weapons when she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders.

"Launchpad!" she said, looking up. Then, she gasped.

"Not quite, Quiver," Bushroot said, wrapping his arms around her.

"Darkwing! Negaduck! Someone!" Quiverwing managed to shout before Bushroot obstructed her beak.

But everyone was busy fending off the rest of the Fearsome Four. By the time they realized that Bushroot had her, it was too late. The other three had broken off their attacks and had fled the scene, Quiverwing still as a hostage.

"Quiverwing!" Darkwing shouted.

He began to chase after them, but Negaduck stopped him.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Darkwing said, turning on him.

"They're gone, Dipwing. And you aren't going to be able to catch them on foot," Negaduck said.

"He's right, DW. All we can do now is wait and see where they turn up next," Launchpad said despairingly.

Darkwing sighed, looking from face to face. Then, he shook his head.

"You're right. But…"

"She'll be fine until then. That kid can handle herself," Negaduck said.

Darkwing gave his foe an odd look, but finally, sighed and nodded in agreement.

End Notes: Okay, so, I get to this scene where I know DW's gonna show up, and I realize…not in any of my DW fics had I used any of his classic stuff. I hope it was okay. Please review!