Welcome to another chapter of the story. I bet many of you are wondering what is going to happen and which rabbit this mystery duck wants. All shall be revealed in time. What can I say? I like writing in suspense.

As for the Lexi and Danger relationship, that is a bit in the air. Even I don't know where it's going, but where ever it going… it'll be definitely something to look out for.

Chapter 5

"The longer one holds onto a memory, the longer one lives in the earlier period. The deeper the memory they hold onto, the more striking the past will become. The beautiful recollections will eventually turn into detestation. Even if they look ahead, they lose the ability to stride. As long as the heavy chain called Revenge continues to fetter the heart. As long as tears of sadness continue to flow. What can break the cycle? Only time can tell." -- Mimic12455

Danger and the enigmatic duck stood where they were, hardly moving. They were staring at one another; one had a stone glare and the other had no look to be seen. Chills were going down Danger's spine in 2 second intervals, making him lose focus on his target. The familiar feeling of fear still lingering within him. The other duck just stood there, unmoving and stoic. It was like watching two warriors staring each other down before the big battle. The silence was deafening and the tension coming from Danger was beyond one would believe would come from such a person who knew his character. After what seemed like an eternity, Danger broke the silence.

"So, you're after that dumb bunny as well as me?" He asked rhetorically.

The other duck just stood there. Danger narrowed his eyes. This act was grinding down Danger, breaking his nerves as the seconds ticked away. He was sweating profusely. He has no idea what the other is thinking with that bandanna covering his eyes. Then, without caveat, the other duck smirked.

"You think you can stop me?" He asked in a rather slow pace, almost devoid of emotion with only the hint of either amusement or interest. It was Danger's turn to be silent this time. "There's no stopping the inevitable, Daniel. What is said, will happen by me. For now, I'll have my senses on the rabbit. You will be the last of the line of vengeance."

"You still going on about that?" Danger asked. "That happened 400 years ago! Get over it! Things are different now, though eerily similar."

"Daniel Daniel Daniel…" The duck said while shaking his head. "As long as the past is remembered, there will always be connections and effects. The only way to fix it is to either change the cause… or get rid of it. Since no one can change the past without causing everything to change, getting rid of the current cause will have to do. When the cause is gone, the cycle of grief will be transferred to the endless void of nothingness in due time."

In Danger's mind, he knew this duck lost his mind all too long ago. If only thing ended differently, his mind might have been still with the sane. If only he could have been strong enough to stop him.

Suddenly in a blink of an eye, the duck rushed at him. Danger didn't have time to react as he got punched in the gut with great force. Time seemed to slow down as the impact was enough to send him two feet in the air, his eyes wide with surprise, shock, and pain. In the elapse time of 1 and a half seconds, the nameless duck spun around to Danger's left side and used the momentum of the spin to strike Danger in the back of the head with his staff. The sound of bone shattering was heard. Danger landed on the ground with a low thud. Small trickles of blood flowed out of his head from the opening of the suit where the staff hit. Black and orange feathers could be seen along with the red blood.

The blindfolded duck simply 'looked' at him for a moment and walked out the door to the kitchen, with a sense of immediate satisfaction. Before he left, he stopped and looked back.

"First comes the punches, then comes Nix… then comes the rabbit… which I will fix…" He let out a low chuckle as he left the room, leaving the battered Danger Duck in the room with blood starting to pool.

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Opening his eyes, all he could see was darkness. His body felt heavy and drained. It felt like someone put a lead vest on him and drained him two quarts of blood. He tried getting up, using the nearby wall as a support. He felt around for a light switch. Finding it, he turned it on. Rev looked around and found himself surrounded by Misty Breeze products. He must be in Danger's closet. Now that he thought about, he liked it better with the lights off. Pushing that thought out of his mind, he tried to remember what happened before he blacked out.

"Ok," He said to himself. His speech slowed downed to a more normal pace. "I found duck in the closet, babbling like a maniac, then snapped him out of it, then told me someone is here, I panicked and went for the door… then I felt a surge of electricity and everything turned black. Now the only way that could have happened was if…"

His eyes shot open, beak hung open. The realization hit him like a snowball in mid-summer. The stinging shock…

"…"

Then the climbing rage and total disregard of language.

"… that-no-good-dirty-son-of-a-B#&CH!" He screamed with his fast pace of speech returning. No matter how intellectual, polite or smart a person are, they say the same thing when something greatly angers them.

Walking across the halls were Lexi and Slam. They have been searching anything that might be out of the ordinary. They were looking on the floor that was the same level as Danger's room. Just as they passed his room, Lexi heard Rev in the room when he made his vulgar remark. They both stopped at Danger's room.

"That sounded like Rev," she said out loud. She knew Danger didn't want anyone to go into his room, but why was Rev in there? She tried opening the door, but it was locked. She looked over to slam. "Think you can open it?"

Slam nodded with a smile on his face. Using his awesome strength, he punched the door down with one shot. The sound of the impact echoed across the halls. They walked into the room. Lexi shook her head in disgust when she saw Danger's room. She knew he had poor taste in decoration. But having posters of cars and women all over the room?

"Ugh, that duck has bad taste in interior decoration." Lexi remarked.

Slam looked at the clock on the desk. Thinking it was an actual egg, he took it in his hand and popped it in his mouth. It made metallic crunching noises as he chewed it.

Then, using her sensitive hearing, Lexi heard someone in the closet. Though it's quite obvious due to the fact that someone was banging loudly from inside of it saying "Let me out!". Opening the door, She and slam found a rather irritated Rev. His angry eyes were glowing crimson and his body was producing smoke, adding to the affect of looking furious. Lexi and Slam just stared at this rather uncharacteristic display.

Rev has always had a rather playful and energetic personality, kind of like a nine year old child. True, he does act serious when the situation called for it. He also gets angered as well. This, however, wasn't anger that happens when you stub your toe or get called names. This was something you'd see someone after he gets punched in the gut for no real reason by a friend.

"Um… what happened?" Lexi asked rather uneasily. The response wasn't what she expected, in fact it shocked her. Rev said his situation one sentence, slowly and dripping with anger.

"Duck… shot.. me… in.. the… BACK!"

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In another part of the tower, Tech was looking for his electronic sonar emitting radar powered by an electron core. His lab contains almost every technological device known to man and then some. It has a big computer, multiple inventions, a garage to put all the vehicles, and a chair (possibly the most important device in the lab… where else you expect him to sit?). The only thing that was missing was the kitchen sink, but since this is not a kitchen... its more or less useless.

Currently, he was looking for the invention he finished working on yesterday. Some of the stuff he works on that isn't as big as a van, he places on his work table (which is pretty big). Anything he finishes that is that size, he places on a shelf. As he walk passed the inventions, he said out loud what they were.

"Lets see… Particle suspension generator… Neon Orbital Restrainment ring…. Electric fur groomer… why did I make that?" He said, picking up the groomer while scratching his head. He shrugged and placed it back on the shelf. He came to the next invention, blinked when he saw it.

It was a device he was working on when he thought about Danger's teleportation powers. He wanted to create a device that could teleport the user to anywhere he/she desired at short distances. When he tested, however, he ended up in the refrigerator instead of 2 feet in front of him. He still needed to work out the bugs. He also calculated that if he could calibrate the device to Danger, the power from him will transfer to the device and cause him to accelerate the speed of his mind and body. This will cause him to think and move at the rate that would be the equivalent of Tech's thinking speed and Rev's fast movements.

The problem would be that the device wouldn't be able to take the strain and would cease to function. There's also the small chance of the device backfiring, causing Danger to turn inside out, blowing him to bits, or something far worse. Tech calls it the portable Matter Transporter. He thought about putting it with the other dangerous and failed inventions, inside an impenetrable safe. He decided to leave it there in case of an emergency. He could easily modify it to a cannon or something and send it to a safe location. He's hoping to upgrade it and fine tune it for better use.

Tech shook his head to keep himself focused and continued to the next invention. It was the device he was looking for, the electronic sonar emitting radar powered by an electron core. With this, he could pin point any organic object with in a 400 meter radius. True, there was a second or two of lag time, but nothing is perfect. It looked like a backpack with an antenna. Next to it was a small screen like device that looked like a portable TV. The backpack part of the device is used to send and pickup the electrons, forming it into a picture and send the picture to the small wireless screen. The problem was that with Rev around, there wasn't any need to use it since Rev is a walking radar system.

He was about to turn it on when his communicator came to life.

"Tech, you got a minute?"

It was Ace. Tech lifted his right arm where all the teammates' communicators were and spoke.

"Yes Ace, what's the problem?"

"A few problems actually. First one would be the speaker in the elevator is busted."

Tech signed in aggravation.

"That is the fifth time this week. Why do I even bother trying to fix when it'll get broken a day later?"

"Try getting better elevator music."

"… I'm a genius, not a disk jockey."

"Good point."

"What's the other problem?" Tech asked.

There was a pause. Tech shook his communicator a bit.

"Um…. Ace? You there?"

He hear something on the other side, sounded like someone saying "Oh my god!" in a distance voice.

"Ace, are you there?" The response wasn't one he'd expect.

"Everyone! Get to the lounge room ASAP! Tech, get medical equipment!" Ace shouted, switching his comm. to everyone's frequencies.

"Huh-What? Ace, what happened?" Tech asked.

"I just walked into the lounge room. Duck's been injured!"

"I'm on my way!" Tech turned off his comm. and went to get the First Aid Kit he made himself. A lot better then the usual first aid and gets the job done quick. As he grabbed the case with a big red cross on it and dashed out of the door, he wondered what could have happened.

Danger had always been a pain in the Bronx, but he was a Loonatic and a friend as well. Just because he's been an egotistical loudmouth, doesn't mean he was any less of a hero… well, maybe a little. Tech wondered who could have attack and if he was still in the base. He really should have moved the base to a more secluded area, though he didn't think any enemy would be dumb enough to attack them in their own base.

As he left, the duck came out of the shadows. He slowly walked around the lab, dark intent seething from him like a furnace. He ran his fingers along the radar device Tech had earlier. Then the enigmatic duck grinned sinisterly.

First come the punches, then comes Nix… then comes the rabbit… which I will fix…
What is this duck planning? Who is the rabbit that he speaks of? Will Danger be alive? What happens when it all falls together? Why am I asking you this?

Tune in next time to find out what happens next!

R&R