Disclaimer: I do not own Darkwing Duck or any other characters. Sadly :( Andre "Jackson" Quasamodo belongs to me, (Quackerjack's split personality...he's alias before we went insane.)

A/N: This ficcie is inspired by some daydreams that's been floating in my head and that it refuses to get out. :P And also by the Vid Darkwarrior Duck and Linkin Park. Yep..Darkwarrior Duck will appear in this ficcie...later..and not how'd you'd expect him too. XD So..obviously..this ficcie..will be a bit..AUish.

Pairing: a little QJ(Andre)/MV(only cuz Quackerjack is possessive over Megavolt)

Ratings: T (Action, Violence, and Humor..well..I'll try)

Dark Shadows

By

Marih Dimitri

Chapter one: Street Bike Fight

The Sun shined brightly among the perched city of St. Carnard, a cool breeze flowing through the eastside of a beautiful summer day. Down on the business district of town, alarms were blaring loudly as shattered fragments of glass laid on the floor in front of a toy shop. Quackerjack immediately jumped out of the store with Megavolt behind him, kicking off some confetti wrappers, having a bag over his shoulder.

"Come on, Sparky! The cops will be coming soon," Quackerjack hollered back, grinning and skipping quickly through the streets. A bolt of lightening soon shot out towards Quackerjack, in which he instantly cartwheeled towards the side, nearly avoiding the bolt from scorching him.

"DON'T CALL ME SPARKY!!!" Megavolt ranted in rage, running faster towards Quackerjack.

Upon the rooftop, across from the Toy Store, a rather short masked mallard looked below upon the fleeting felonies fleeing from the scene, wearing his trade mark mask, hat and flowing cape, with a purple t-shirt and purple shorts, the heat baring upon the vigilante.

"Whew..98 degrees. What a day to be on patrol. And just my luck, the usual "dynamic duo" has hit the toy store..again," Darkwing drawled out, reading his gas gun, "Come on, LP. We've got stop Quackerjack and Megavolt."

"Right behind ya, DW," Launchpad exclaimed, following Darkwing as he used his gas gun to catapult himself towards the next building, following Quackerjack and Megavolt discreetly. Quackerjack skidded down an alleyway, with Megavolt running besides him. He stopped in front of a large white cover, grinning gleefully. He took the cover off, revealing a decorated bike in all sorts of color upon it. "Come on. We better make tracks before the cops gets us," Quackerjack exclaimed, setting up the bike. Soon, a puff of blue smoke filtered in front of them, bellowing out largely, a voice booming out from the smoke.

"I am the terror that flaps in the night...I am the compactor that squishes your can...I am Darkwing Duck."

"Doh...that Spark ruster duck. He's going to ruin everything," Megavolt sneered. Quackerjack quickly leaped upon his bike and pulled Megavolt on top of the bike as well. He revved up his bike, while Megavolt wrapped his arms around Quackerjack's waist, clutching the bag tightly.

"Oh no you don't. Prepared to be trashed you fowl fiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeennnnnnnnndssssssssssssss," Darkwing screamed as he catapulted himself away from Quackerjack and Megavolt, as they sped through him, with Quackerjack chortling madly. "See ya later, Darkwing," Quackerjack sang, speeding through the streets.

Darkwing immediately rose up and ran towards the streets, looking for Launchpad. "Launchpad. Hurry up, they're getting away,"DW yelled out. Launchpad quickly appeared next to Darkwing in the ratcatcher. "I've got the ratcatcher like you wanted me to DW," he exclaimed, leaping into the sidecar. Darkwing leaped onto the bike, speeding off towards the direction that Quackerjack bolted to. "We've got to stop those two fowl felonies of flight, before they flee out of our grasp," DW stated, speeding faster, swerving his way around car, avoiding to him them.

Quackerjack sped past the stop lights, blantingly ignoring anyone that was in his way, almost hitting some pedestrians that were crossing the streets. Megavolt glanced back, seeing that the masked mallard was mere inches away from them. "He's tailing us," Megavolt shouted, glaring hatefully at Darkwing Duck.

"It's over Bonnie and Clyde," Darkwing shouted, pointing his gas gun at the duo, "suck gas evildoers." DW shot the gas gun, a cartridge flying towards the pair. Megavolt turned around, pressing his back onto Quackerjack, balancing himself into the bike. He quickly charged up energy towards his hands, blasting for a good amount of electric bolts, which instantly zapped the cartridge, causing a bellowing array of blue smoke to appear, blocking DW's view. DW sped his way through the smoke, his eyes swelling instantly.

"Ack...my..tear gas,"DW choked, droplets of water streaming down his face. Launchpad wiped his eyes with his lucky scarf, sobbing uncontrollably.

"And I just had this scarf wasssssssssshed," LP balled out. "Get a grip, LP," Darkwing coughed, wiping his eyes a bit, "They're not that far ahead of us. We'll cut 'em off at the corner." DW turned to the left alley way, speeding down towards the other side of the street. Megavolt peered through the smoke, seeing that the masked mallard was nowhere in sight. He turned around and grasped Quackerjack's waist with one arm, while checking his electric meter watch, in which it was in the med range mark. "Ohh...my power has been drained halfway," Megavolt gasped, wrapping the other arm around QJ's waist.

"What? You're already low on power?! Tsk Tsk," Quackerjack playfully scolded, shaking his head.

"I wouldn't been so low if YOU'VE hadn't insisted on powering up your ridiculous toy bomb," Megavolt spat back. Quackerjack quickly skidded his bike to a halt, turning around and facing Megavolt, glaring at him dangerously.

"RIDICULOUS TOYS," Quackerjack yelled in rage, "My tick-tocking monkey doll..IS NOT A RIDICULOUS TOY. It's a one of kind patented creation...BY ME!"

"Humph! And they say I've should be thrown in the looney bin," Megavolt stated, slowly backing away from Quackerjack, only to be pulled towards him.

"NEVER..MOCK...MY TOYS," Quackerjack grinned insanely, chuckling evilly. Megavolt shivered in fright, nervously eyeing Quackerjack as he leered closer, his breath flowing down towards his nostrils. "Are we clear, Megsy," Quackerjack whispered dangerously. Megavolt slowly swallowed, nodding his head in agreement. Quackerjack slowly uncoiled his hand from around Megavolt's wrist, pressing his beak upon it in a sweet apologetic kiss. Megavolt quickly dashed his hand back, blushing slightly. Quackerjack smiled and revved up the bike, taking off again, with Megavolt wrapping his arms around QJ's waist, holding on him tightly.

Darkwing made a swift left turn, down another alley way, revving his back towards the main road. "The dashing diligent desperado desperately makes his way toward the decaying alleys to demolish the disasterly duo of justice," DW beamed, with Launchpad looking forward for any signs of Megavolt and Quackerjack. Soon, he saw a blur of a colorful motorcycle zipping through the streets, speeding through the sidewalk, in which people jumped out of the way. "There they are. They're passing towards Crow ave," Launchpad shouted, pointing to the direction that QJ and Megavolt sped by. DW sped up faster towards them, making a sharp left turn, almost hitting a Semi-truck that was traveling in the opposite direction, but swerved to the side, avoiding to hit the large vehicle.

"Whoo..that was close. Now to catch our two escape artist," DW breathed out, catching up towards Quackerjack and Megavolt.

The duo sped along through the traffic lights, a large warehouse being seen a few blocks ahead. Megavolt suddenly turned around, seeing that Darkwing had already caught up to them, his gas gun pointed directly towards Megavolt. "The party is over, Sparky! Pull over," Darkwing shouted. Megavolt clenched his fist in rage, sparks emitting all over his body, causing him to glow in a bluish hue.

"DON'T...CALL..ME..SPARKY!!!," he yelled out, stretching out his hands, power flowing into his hands. He then started to send electric bolts towards Darkwing Duck, causing him to swerve side to side, dodging the lightening bolts. Quackerjack quickly looked behind him, seeing Megavolt sending multiple bolts towards Darkwing.

"Gee Megsy. I thought you didn't want to drain your power," Quackerjack chortled.

"Shut up and help me, Quacky," Megavolt shouted.

"Temper, temper," Quackerjack playfully scolded. He reached into his pocket pants and pulled out a couple of marble balls. He twirled his bike around, with Megavolt clinging onto to him tightly. Quackerjack sped forward towards Darkwing Duck, grinning madly. Darkwing instantly swerved two the left side, as Quackerjack sped right past him, throwing his marble balls towards along the cemented floor towards Darkwing's direction, the marble's creating small explosions upon impact, one marble hitting the right side of the ratcatcher. Darkwing held his handles tightly, skidding towards a parked car, hitting it hard, causing Launchpad to fly towards a store, crashing through the window, laying down unconscious. Darkwing rubbed his head, glancing towards Launchpad's motionless form.

"Kill..that clown...,"a darkened voice echoed inside his head.

"What," Darkwing gasped, not knowing where that voice was coming from.

"GET RID OF THAT CLOWN, WHELP," the voice rang again.

"I've must of hit my head too hard. I'm hearing things," DW said, shaking himself off. He revved up his bike and sped towards Quackerjack, ramming his bike at his side. Quackerjack steadied his bike, gripping the handles tightly, as Megavolt bumped into his bike hard, due to the impact. Darkwing rammed his bike again at Quackerjack's side, with stronger force. Quackerjack skidded towards a light pole, hitting it at the side. He rubbed his head slightly, quickly turning around, seeing that Megavolt was knocked unconscious due to the impact.

"No, Megsy," he gasped, gently cradling him. He sharply turned his attention to Darkwing, who got out of his bike and proceeded to walk towards him, narrowing his eyes upon him. He closed his eyes and took off his Jester hat, his auburn pony tail flowing down his back. Darkwing paused for a moment, looking upon QJ curiously, wondering what the sadistic clown was up too. He cautiously approached him, seeing oceanic orb peering into his blacked pools.

"The game's over Quackerjack," Darkwing sternly said, pointing his gas gun towards him.

"Quackerjack? I'm afraid you've got the wrong mallard," he stated, quickly opening up his compartment and pulling out a long katana blade, "He's currently overwhelmed and has asked me, to take over."

"And you are?" Darkwing cautiously said, preparing for anything.

"Andre..," he breathed, slitting his eyes towards the masked mallard, "and you've just hurt..my best friend."

"Oh boy," Darkwing breathed as he saw the white collar come off from Andre's neck, falling into the floor, positioning himself into a battle stance.

"I'll crush...anyone..who hurts him," Andre breathed, his oceanic eyes glittering in fire.

Well..that's the end of chapter one. I wanted to explain the character of Andre a bit...Quackerjack's personality. He's actually equally as deadly as QJ himself..except without all the child's play that QJ puts into it. As you've probably noticed, DW started to here some voices inside his head. Hehe...Anyways, Please Review and I'll write the next chappie as soon as I can. :)