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Chapter two
He was sat on his black motorbike and dressed in his 'civvies.' Normally he hated being out of his traditional costume but he had a spare set of clothes when he didn't want to be recognised and he didn't want Gosalyn to recognise him and go screaming to Daddy. In the distance he could see her coming out of the school gates and turning left - when she was supposed to be turning right.
"Damn," he muttered, leaving his bike where he was with a tracker attached he set off in the direction Gosalyn had taken. He eventually caught up with her in the park where he saw her greet the geeky kid with the glasses he sometimes saw hanging about with Dipwing Dork. He watched as she pulled out a football and started dribbling it in between the goalposts. More kids turned up and he saw one glance his way. Quickly he turned so all the kid got was a view of his back.
They stayed in the park for another hour, by the time they were leaving all his patience had gone and he was ready to break the neck of the next moron who said 'rematch.' He had been forced to walk into a newsagent and actually pay for the latest issue of Firearms magazine to avoid notice by passers by. That alone had caused his blood pressure to go up. He scowled as he once again followed Gosalyn home, making sure that she didn't see him. The streets weren't quite deserted but as usual he didn't want to risk it having got this far. Once or twice though, he noticed that she would pause before moving on again; he had the uneasy suspicion that she knew she was being followed. Bad for him, but good for her if she could recognise that someone with nefarious intentions was following her; she would survive for longer. Of course, for once this description did not apply to him. Anything could happen to her though and he shuddered as he recalled the incident of three weeks ago. Steelbeak had finally used his brains and realised that the brat was constantly in the company of his doppelganger do-gooder too many times to be coincidence. To that end he had kidnapped her in an effort to reveal any and all information regarding the Masked Menace. When she refused Steelbeak had been about to blow her brains all over the wall, but before Steelbeak could commence in his sadistic pleasure that ego-maniac had saved her. For his impudence Negaduck had put a few dents in that metalled monstrosity of a beak before plucking off all the feathers on the top of his head. Steelbeak hadn't been seen in public since.
Coming back to himself he realised that he had lost track of Gosalyn. Furious he muttered a few choice words to himself whilst looking frantically around. Still cursing he sprinted to the corner of Avian Way just in time to see a red head dash up a drive and crash through a blue door. Wordlessly, this time, he walked back to where he had left his motorbike and pulled the traffic warden's warning off it before heading off into the better district of St Canard. He'd kill the warden later.
He put the key into the lock of his penthouse suite and opened the door. Walking inside he quickly made his way over to the bedroom and changed back into his familiar red, yellow and black costume. He frowned as he turned on the computer and pulled up the satellite live images of St Canard. A small blue dot showed in the position of Avian Way. Satisfied he lay back in his chair and started talking out loud to himself.
"By this time she will have told him about the creepy duck in black who followed her all the way from the park home. This will make things just that bit trickier. Hell, I like a challenge; bring it on Dorkwing."
Thank you all for reading, the next chapter will be up as soon as I finish the fourth.