As it turned out, Drakes early assessment had been absolutely and completely right, it was hours before the bullies down there finally gave up and it had started becoming dark as well, making the climb down of the huge tree all that more dangerous as Drakey couldn't really see where he was stepping. He almost felt like a ninja crawling through all of the bushes constantly looking over the shoulder for enemies, and he was ashamed to admit that part of him liked this fact, it was kind of exciting as he closed his eyes he could just imagine that was what he was, a masked and caped hero, sneaking around the villains lair, he could see it so clearly, fell it so clearly, in his mind he was leaping buildings, he was the mysterious vigilant suddenly appearing out of nowhere in a room, turning around in a chair and sit and grin as he explained his plan to the marveled citizens, before he would vanish again, and the people would be left gaping back asking, who was that? Did you see? He's amazing! To think there's really heroes like that. He could so clearly see himself, not being the chased by the chaser, after some evil crook, it was all so clear inside of Drakeys mind that his adrenalin came pumping all by itself and his smiled in delight. Like Derek Blunt before him, like the Duck Avenger, he too could laugh in the face of danger, never be scared never run from a fight... unless it was to avoid capturing or avoid some kind of explosion, never giving up! Why did things like that happen so easily inside of one's mind but not really count in real life? It was so easy! he could close his eyes and he really were on the top of a roof top, not afraid of falling because he would be leaping of his own free fell, the wind blaffing in his feathers himself feeling so alive, and open his eyes.. he was back being a dweep. Looking down on his hand he could even fell the black fighting cane in it, like the one dare duck had.. all though there was nothing there, his hand was empty. How could anything fell so real and unreal all at the same time? How could it be so easy to imagine yourself being in those grant positions.. Drakey sighed, no use pondering over this was there? Masked heroes.. weren't real.
Strange mechanical tunes were sounding over the hill, followed by some flutes and trumpets.. it sounded, all around strange. Intrigued Drakey tried to follow where the sounds had come from, and from the top of the hill he could see it, the circus.. bats flying around, artist in weird clothes juggling outside, small tents put up.. popcorn.. a part of Drake told him it would be a bad bad idea to go down there, not only was the circus itself not a place to be, but the bullies would probably be there to, and then there was the side which was awfully curious and really wanted to go down there, just to have a look. It couldn't really hurt now could it, it was the same side of him as imagined so easily being as hero.. as had thrown that apple at Lamence.. secretly.. Drakey sort of liked that side better than this other police man who held him back.. And so he took a decision, he ignored it..not for long, he promised himself, just today where everything is so much haywire anyway! There was absolutely no way he could get into deeper trouble anyhow!
And suddenly, as the decision had been taken, Drakey was just all for it, to just go down there and have an adventure.
Everything down here, the smells, the sights, the sounds.. were strange, kind of scary, and Drakey spend a lot of time swallowing, but also pretty exciting.
"Guess how many eyes there is in the cylinder and win the price!" a black dressed woman stood beside a cylinder as tall as herself.. filled with something that indeed looked like eyes.
"Ewww!" Drakey backed away from the sight. "Yuck." his tongue sticking out, no, he had no need for wanting to try and guess that, that was just disgusting!
"2314!" Another duckling gladly exclaimed as he stood in front of the cylinder holding his mother's hand. That duckling looked weird in his bright purple jacket and bright green t-shirt underneath, he even had a red bowtie, he really was a mama's boy for sure. "There's 2314 eyes in there!" he grinned and pointed at the cylinder.
the woman dressed in black blinked at the little boy. "What?"
"The price!" The mother demanded with a grin on her beak. "My little Fenton is never wrong about stuff like this!"
"I'm very good with numbers!" The duckling exclaimed proudly. "And some day, I will use my gift for good, to somehow enrich the world!"
"Yeah yeah, we are going to have him checked if it's Autism he got." the mother whispered to the black dressed woman.
"MA!" the boy.. Fenton, shouted a bit annoyed.
"Just worrying about you honey." The mother absentminly padded Fenton on the head. "Now, about that price.."
What a weird kid.. and his personal hero was probably the count from sesame street to. Drakey shook his head as he made away from the odd mother and son to look at the other stuff around, that was when Drakey got eye of the stage that had been sat up, suddenly the cliring music around stopped and all of the lights were aimed at the stage.
"Ladies and gentleman!" The circus master introduced, looking like such always did with a impressive twirly moustace a top hat, a long green tail coat and absolutely covered in paliets that shined and glittered every-where on his person. "You may think you witnessed the obscure all ready, you may think you've seen beauty, seen the bizarre, but you have not seen anything before you seen this magical wonder!" he stretched out his arms. "Not of this world, because that would be an impossibility, both macabre, grotesque and yet every mans doom, I give you, the magnificent enchantress, the marvelous witch, the one and only, the Macabre Morgana!" and he dissapeared in a grant puff of red smoke that covered the entire stage, and as it blew away.. it was no longer the circus master standing there, but a young lady.. around sixteen or so, standing in a long flowing dark red dress blowing around her tall thin frame, her long black hair falling down her waist and blowing in the wind, being in a stack contrast to her pearly white feathers that seemed to shine on their own in a strange magical glow, Drakey couldn't take his eyes off her, she was without the a doubt the strangest yet most beautiful thing he had ever seen, from the long eye lashes to the painted fingernails to the flowing glinting circus gown, then she opened her eyes and he witnessed their shining green color, her hands were raised over her head so suddenly fireworks happened between them, and she started commanding the fire and light around her in a magical show, and just as Drake didn't think it could become any-more breath taking.. she opened her mouth, and she started singing, her voice not being a high pitched soprano, which were honestly something Drake despised, but a deep grounded magical tune that reached everyone, chilling Drakes spine, as she made two bats appear out of thin air and let them fly through her rings of fire before a little spider jumped on top of them to act as pilot, jumping up and down to the rythm of her singing voice.
"Wow." Drakey whispered. "Isn't that the most amazing thing you have ever seen?" he asked out in the air.
"I don't know." a voice responded beside him sounding pretty bored. "It's pretty phoney, and that lady is just plain weird! yuck, what did anyone do to deserve to be stuck to that?"
Annoyed Drakey furrowed his brows not taking his eyes away from the lady in a minute, what the hell was this guy even talking about? She was magnificent, absolutely perfect.. the eighth wonder of the world, Drakey turned his head at the other boy to tell him all of this, only to discover who that other boy was.. Lamence.. black leather jacket, elvis hair and everything looking lazed at the beautiful lady.
The enchantment Drake had been in a moment ago vanished by the snap of a finger and his heart suddenly seemed to bang twice as loud as Drakie swallowed and backed away, crossing his fingers while praying that he wouldn't be discovered.. but of cause not, Lamence blinked.. furrowed his brows and then his head turned around, his eyes landing on Drakey, to suddenly widen. "Drakey!" he exclaimed.
"Lamence..." Drake smiled nervously. "Fancy seeing you here.."
"My god, to think you even have the guts, I can honestly say I'm surprised." Lamence began as he rubbed his hands together. "But your stupidity is nothing new."
Drakey backed away.. as fast as he could, but of cause it was to later.
"BIG BROTHER!" Lamence shouted.
"What is it little bro baby?" a much larger dog turned around, and Lamence pointed at Drake, who decided it was most differently time to go and twirled around to push himself through the masses.
"Sorry about that, sorry, excuse me, sorry sir!" Drakey pushed through the crowds, crawling beneath legs only to discover the two brothers were much quicker as they simply bushed the crowds aside, looking wide-eyed around Drakey tried make up some kind of plan, he couldn't outrun them, that was a given.. he had to outsmart them, and then he looked at all the tents around, dah of cause! This had happened more than ones in the comic books, hurriedly Drake threw himself down on the stomach and squeezed himself under a tent flap into one of the tents and remained completely silent as the silhouettes of the bullies ran past outside. relived Drake let go of his breath.. close one, and that was the second time that day, was he becoming a daredevil? Was it weird that that felt kind of good.
"Well, little adventure." a crisp old voice sounded. "Coming to let me foresee your faith."
"What?" Drakey jumped up and twirled around to be faced by an old lady, sitting behind a glowing crystal ball wearing nothing but shawls and pearls her fingers which wore a huge amount of finger rings waving above the crystal ball.
"Your future boy." the woman rolled her eyes. "You came to let me foresee it."
"No I didn't." Drake shook his head.
"Oh but you did." The woman insisted.
"No really, I didn't even know this was your tent.. I just needed to hide." Drake assured.
"Faith works in mysterious ways my boy." The old lady told all knowingly.
"Look, I really don't need any fortune telling." Drake was all ready backing out.
"Oh, so you all ready know your fait?" The woman asked.
"What? erh no.. of cause I don't, I don't have a clue." Drakey had to admit. "Who does in my age?"
"Then let me foresee little Duckling." the woman asked of him waving her hands looking down in the glowing ball. "Let me foresee what lays beyond." and a wrinkle showed in her forehead. "Hm." she mumbled. "Odd."
"What's odd?" Drake asked. "You can't see anything?"
"don't be silly of cause I can!" the woman slammed her hand down on the table. "I can foresee any future any possible outcome."
"Well, it seems like your busy.. I'll just go." Drake tried to make his way for the exit.
"Stop right there!" the fortune teller demanded. "I will get this right!" she exclaimed her face becoming more annoyed by the second. "I foresee, I foresee..." she spoke trying to look mysterious, but it just came out strange and kind of forced.
Drake couldn't help but stare.
"ARHG!" the woman hissed. "This can't be right! come on you stupid thing!" she started hitting the crystal ball. "Come on!" she picked it up looking like she was about the throw it on the ground.
"I erh.." Drake "I leave you to it." he backed away from the mad woman. "Look me up when you figure it out!" and he made his escape out of the tent.. only to discover that the marked was closing down, the lights turning off.. people walking away, hurriedly Drake made his way away.. back over the hill enjoying his night run.
Later he found himself at home at last, in his own tiny little room.. carefully Drakey placed his newest Crimson avenger comic with the rest featuring this particular crime fighter, for orders sake, just checking if they were laying in the correct number order... of cause they did in the box, his comics were his most prized possessions and each and every one of them treated as such, he knew them inside out and were yet still not tired of reading them. On the wall was hanging a few pictures, all also just of his heroes, what ever he had managed picking up in the convenience store and in the cereal boxes, smiling he picked up the replica of the Blue hornets gas gun, he had gotten it by collecting enough cereal cupons, two-hundred-and-fifty to be precise, he had been digging through peoples trash containers for cereal boxes to collect enough, and it had all been worth it. "Pew, pew!" Drakey made his own sound effect as he pretended that he was firing with the gun, he didn't really know why but he couldn't help but smile as he wandered towards his open windown with the gas gun in his hand, picking up his Indiana Dog's hat on the way... okay it wasn't really an Indiana dog hat, it was an old hat he had found in a second hand store, but it just looked so much like one! And with that on his head he leaned out of the window sighing as he looked at the star sprinkled sky, letting the night wind flow over him. What a day! it had started out in a low but by the end, it had turned out to be pretty good.