-Chapter Start-

It didn't take long for Regina to pack everything. A few extra pieces of clothing, a warm blanket, canned food, a few pieces of bread and water bottles that she sneaked out of the kitchen, some hygiene supplies and a first aid kit that Lily had kept in the bathroom just in case. She even packed a few luxury items; Jewelry that her Grandfather had given her, her favorite book, a few notebooks and pens, and a few photos.

She also grabbed a plastic bag and got a few coats and hats from the coat closet near the front door. It was important to her first step of the plan.

After packing, Regina turned her attention to her piggy bank. Quickly, she opened the pig and got the money out. Opening the cabinet that the piggy bank was on, she pulled out a notebook that held all her money information. How much she had, what she spent, ect. Light sky blue eyes read the page, until the final number on the paper was the only thing left to read.

$469.28

That was how much was in her piggy bank. How much she had to her name.

How much she had to use for her plans.

Putting the money in a wallet and the coins in a change pouch, she hid the money away in her bag just in case. St. Canard was a city filled to the brim with crime after all. It was like the Gotham to Metropolis. Preparation for everything needed to be done.

Glancing to her cell phone, Regina placed it on her desk before going to make her bed. Placing some stuffed animals that Cypress had given her in the bed, making it look like she was sleeping in it. Cell phones could be tracked, it was simple to do in this time and age, so she would have to leave it. As tomorrow is Sunday, Lily would let her sleep in. A rare thing, but something that would work in her favor.

Once that was done, she put her piggy bank where it was, made sure nothing was out of place. Taking a look around the room where she has slept for ten years, she felt nothing.

It was just a room.

Regina found that this said a lot about everything.

Slipping out of her room, Regina swiftly sneaked out of the house, making sure to lock the door behind her. The stars and moon hidden behind the pollution of the city. Taking in a deep breath, trying to calm her pounding heart, Regina headed for the direction of the county jail.

Memorizing the maps had been easy in theory, but now it was time to test this theory.

-Two Hours Later, The County Jail-

"Chief!" The Chief of police - a older bull dog - turned to see another officer bursting into his office.

"What is-" The Chief demanded, only to get cut off by a panicked reply from the young officer.

"It's a Code Yellow-08!"

The Chief paled. "WHAT!?" Not even waiting for a reply, the dog ripped off his walkie-talkie and started talking fast in it, running out of the room with the other officer following. "Attention all officers! I repeat; ALL OFFICERS! We have a yellow-08! I repeat; Yellow-08!"

Above, in the air vents, Regina watched them leave, the door slamming shut behind them. Frozen still, she listened to everyone moving around in panic. Once the noise was farther off, Regina was on the move.

Kicking open the vent, Regina caught it before it fell. Bringing it up, she sat it in the vent. Looking around, she found the camera. Reaching in her sweater, she pulled out a paint ball. Aiming, the duckling threw it, hitting the camera lenses straight on. Taking a moment to make sure the whole lens is covered, Regina started the next phase of her plan. Moving one leg out, she carefully jumped and landed on the desk below her. Quickly and not pausing for anything, Regina made sure her gloves were on tightly and started her search.

Opening cabinets and other containers only brought up paperwork and documents. Although some of the documents caught her eyes, like one about QuackerJack and Megavolt, she didn't stop for them. While blackmail may be helpful, now was not the time for it nor did she want to chance it. Having powerful villains after her was not something she wanted, ever. Seeing nothing in anything, Regina went to look on top of the desk. Nothing. Light sky blue eyes slowly went up then. It was only when she looked to the walls did she find what she was looking for, hanging on a bulletin board.

Keys.

Making sure to be silent, Regina climb up the cabinets to grab a hold of the keys. Once that was done, she hid them in her sweater. In case she was caught. Better to play stupid and escorted out of the building then be caught red handed in this case. There was too much on the line for her to be caught at all.

Going to the desk, Regina looked at the computer that showed all the cameras. Taking in a deep breath, Regina hit the power button, hoping that it would work.

Cartoon logic was on her side today it seemed. As soon as she hit the button, all the cameras went out. Unknown to everyone but her. Once that was out of the way, there was less worry now. But that didn't means she was home free either. Getting off the desk, Regina headed for the door to the office.

Opening the door a bit, making it look like the wind or air made it open, Regina peeked out. The hallway was empty.

Just as planned.

Swiftly moving, Regina kept a ear out as her eyes moved. Stopping and peeking around the corners, looking for other ways once a officer showed up, hiding as soon as footsteps came near her, Regina was a duckling on a mission. One that could not fail.

Before she knew it, the holding cell she had been looking for was right in front of her.

Walking up the bars, Regina quietly cleared her throat to get the sulking figure's attention.

A head snapped up, and then two set of light blue sky eyes met.

"Regina!" Reginald Bushroot, in all his mutated plant glory hissed out in worry. Knowing this would happen doesn't stop the shock at seeing him like this. Petaled hair, feathers gone, green all over and brown roots for legs. The only thing that stayed the same was his eyes, color matching her own. Then, a bit of anger hit her. She could tell he was hungry, his leaves wilting and he sagged in a way that made her think that he was hurt in some way.

Stumbling to the bars, Reginald bent down and Regina could see so many emotions playing on his face. Shame, regret, worry, and sadness were only a few she could name. "What are you doing here?! It's dangerous! Where's Mother and Fa-"

"I'm here to get you out." Regina cut off her elder brother, listening out for footsteps. "I'll explain everything once you're out of here."

"Regina, I can't-" Reginald flinched when Regina looked sternly up at him, big eyes filled with so much worry.

"You can." Regina then reached into her sweater, pulling out a set of keys. "I found the keys to the cells. Once we open the door, we are going to go out that window-" Here, Regina pointed to the end of the hallway, making Reginald lean over to look to where she was pointing to. "and then we are going to go down a few alleyways to hide out for a few minutes just in case. I hid some items back there as well."

"Regina..." Reginald breathed out, looking down at his now leafy hands. Glancing down, he saw Regina trying every key to unlock the door. "Why? I-I'm not...Look at me!"

"Reginald, every time I see you, I only see my Brother." Regina softly answered, missing Reginald's flinch and tears at the answer. When a soft click sounded out, Regina smirked, hopping off the bars. The cell slowly opened keys, sticking out.

"We can talk about this more later." Regina reached up, grabbing Reginald's hand. Pulling, she easily lead him to the widow in a hurry. "For now, we have to get out of here."

"Where are the police anyway?" Reginald couldn't help but ask, twitching at seeing no officers around.

Regina snorted, letting herself be lifted by her older brother as he climbed up for the both of them. "It seems they got a anonymous tip that Megavolt was doing the electric slide on the other side of town while he freed his precious light bulbs. All officers have been called into action. Apparently they call it 'Yellow-08', meaning that this has happened way more then once."

"Regina!" Reginald lightly scolded, only to laugh. The laugh became hysterical as he opened the window and got them both out, the window shutting behind them.

Reginald Bushroot expected a lot of things today.

His precious little sister became a criminal because of him was not one of them.

Mother and Father loved Regina much more then him, Reginald knew this before Regina was even born. Hearing that they were going to have a girl, it was like something in his parents came alive. For a while, he resented the unborn baby. His parents always ignored him and his troubles, just because he was a boy. A girl would be treated differently then him, spoiled in love and care unlike what he got.

Then, he met and saw Regina. A sweet innocent baby with the brightest of blue eyes. The same blue eyes as him even. Love at first sight for him, Reginald was gone the moment Regina looked his way. As it should be he supposed, Big Brothers have to take care of their Little Sisters no matter the age difference.

Shame Reginald was too weak and cowardly to do it.

Looking back on the last few years, it was Regina who took care of him. She put band-aids on him, kissed his boo-boos, talked him through his issues, made sure he was taken care, and always greeted him with love and affection no matter what their parents say. Regina was brave, braver then him. She held so much love in her, he was lucky she showed him so much of it. To take care of her was all he wanted to do, but it always ended up with her taking care of him.

Their roles were swapped in a way. It made Reginald truly wonder how messed up their family was for this to have happened. One child neglected so bad he chanced mutation and even death to prove himself, another child who grew up too fast and has taken the role of adult. He didn't care about the roles they played in the end though, it was normal for them. Been like this for more then five years, ever since Regina could walk and talk.

No, what he cared about was the fact that in his descent into crime, he dragged Regina down with him. She cared too much for him to just let him fall, didn't she? He cared about the fact that their parents had done something wrong with them both, that he couldn't protect his sister in the ways that mattered.

It seems like he can't do anything right. He couldn't even protect his baby sister, the only family other then their Grandfather to show him respect and some form of love. Worthless, that was what he was.

While Reginald fought with his doubts and self-worth, Regina was shaking her head at the whole 'busting out'.

'No wonder criminals get away with so much here! They make it so easy!' Regina sighed mentally, just thinking of how simple it was to trick the whole police station and police in the county jail. 'Without heroes, how would they get anything done?'

-Ten Minutes Later-

"R-Regina..." Reginald rubbed his hands together nervously, glancing around the dark and hidden alleyway. His eyes eventually settled on his little sister, who was moving trash around, showing that she had hidden her backpack and plastic bag behind them. "W...What is going on exactly?"

"Dear old Mother and Father talked about potentiating to get you the chair." Regina bluntly stated this fact, making Reginald whimper out as if struck. "There was also talk of just making your sentence worse. I think that they believed that you would be a bad influence on me, so they wanted you out of the picture. But I don't understand what goes on in their minds."

"S..So you ran and broke me out?!" Reginald whispered harshly, looking on the verge of a nervous breakdown. "What's the point in all this?! Sister, you should have left me to rot-"

"Do not ever say that." Regina snapped, head turning to glare up at her brother. "Brother, do not ever say that to me. Do you even understand what you are asking me to do? I refuse to leave one of the two people I claim as family. Do not ask me again to leave you for dead."

Reginald winced, now understanding how that sounded. "I...I'm sorry Regina. I-I'm just worried..."

"I know. But don't worry, I made a plan." Regina sighed, a smile growing on her face. "Well, Grandfather and I have made a plan. A few plans in fact, just in case."

"G-Grandfather Abaddon?" The plant-duck hybrid was in shock at this new information.

Regina nodded, pulling off her gloves to put them back into her backpack before turning her attention to the plastic bag. "Phase one is done, I got you out. Now, it is on to phase two."

"What's phase two?" Reginald asked quietly, shaking like a leaf.

"Phase two is to get to Duckburg unnoticed." Regina answered, pulling out Cypress's old trench coat and hat. "Put these on Brother, we need to keep you mostly hidden for now. If anyone asks, you are naturally a green duck but you are in the processes of molting for medical reasons. Thus explaining the lack of feathers on you."

Shaking hands took the clothing. "Regina..." Tears were coming down, Reginald took in a shuddering breath. "I...I don't understand...I'm a freak!"

"Reginald, I love you." Regina sighed out, closing her eyes briefly before snapping back open. "You looking different and suddenly having superpowers does not change this fact."

Reginald was shaking harshly, sniffing and looking like he didn't know what to do. "I...I don't know what to do..."

"I know Brother. Do not worry, like I said before, I have a plan." Regina soothed her older brother, reaching out to pull out a beanie and fake over sized glasses. She was going to need to cover her own face and features just in case someone recalled seeing her. "As soon as we are safe, we can talk about everything. But for now, we are on a time limit. I am sorry Brother."

"N-No...I...I get it." Reginald put on the coat and hat, making sure to tuck his feathers in. He watched Regina do the same with the beanie. "B-But..." Regina looked up at him, placing on the fake glasses that made her eyes almost invisible. "Why Duckburg?"

"Because that's where Scrooge McDuck lives." Regina answered, putting back on her backpack, ignoring how Reginald's beak hit the floor. "Grandfather said that he was calling in a favor from him for us."

"An...And that is?" Reginald breathed out, feeling so numb at the moment. He must be going into shock.

"We are going to ask for Sanctuary for us." Regina grimly answered. "Grandfather is going to start a war with the media, police, St. Canard University, and lovely Mother and Father. We are going to clear your name, most likely start a few riots in the processes, and get Grandfather is going to fight to get custody of me." Regina took in a breath, taking her brother's hand to get him to follow her. "We would be in Grandfather's way right now, so we need somewhere safe to stay. If we stayed with him, that just gives our great Mother and Father weapons to fight Grandfather with. Don't worry Brother, Grandfather and I will handle this."

With that, Regina lead the sobbing mutated duck out of the alleyway. She knew her brother wasn't in the right mind-frame right now, might never be, so she would have to do most of the work. That was fine with her, anything to keep her family safe.

'Calling a cab would be too risky.' Regina hummed, before nodding to herself. 'The bus stop it is. After that, walking.'

"Come on brother, Duckburg isn't going to come to us after all. It's right across the bay, not too far away." Regina hummed out soothingly while her brother just nodded, still silently sobbing. "Soon you'll have a soft and warm place to rest at."

-Two Hours Later-

Looking back on it, it was pure luck or cartoon logic that no one stopped them or asked any questions. Apparently it's true that no one notices a guy in a trench coat. Not that Regina was complaining, the whole thing just showed how easy it was for the criminals. And as she had spent most of the night planning and breaking out her brother out of jail, Regina thinks she is counted as a criminal now. Never going to admit to it though.

Dawn was breaking, the sun was starting to peek up, by the time they made it to the mansion gates.

Taking a deep breath, Regina motioned for Reginald to pick her up. He did so, giving her the height needed to hit the call button. Pushing it, the Bushroot's waited for a answer.

"This McDuck Manor, I am sorry to say that we are not buying-"

"Abaddon Bushroot sent us." Regina swiftly cut off the women's voice. "He told me that Mr. McDuck would be expecting us."

A pause lasted for a while. Regina glanced up to Reginald, taking in his tired and worn out expression. Her eyes snapped back to the front when the gates suddenly opened.

"Please come in. Mr. McDuck is waiting for you."

Jumping out of the mutation's arms, Regina took Reginald's hand once more to lead him up the driveway.

-Inside McDuck Manor-

"-ask me tae do this!" Scrooge sighed, rubbing his eyes. "I don' get it! Tha' old bagrach be askin' me out of nowhere!"

"It does seem important though." Beakley pointed out. "For him to ask you to pay back that favor..."

"Ye be right." Scrooge sighed, only for his head to snap up once a small knock sounded out. "Tha' must be them."

While Beakley went to open the door, Scrooge wondered just how this was his life now. First, his grandnephews come to live with him along with his nephew. Then, he decided to start up his adventures once more. And now, Abaddon himself was asking for him to pay back that huge favor he owned him. Just how did these things happen to him?

All these questions stopped though when two people walked into the foyer. The little one took off a pair of huge glasses and the beanie they were wearing, showing the small one to be a young girl about the children's age. Scrooge's heart stopped and hurt, feeling saddened that a young child was out at this time.

"Mr. McDuck, we are asking for Sanctuary." The little girls' voice sounded out, not too high pitch and having a soft flow to it. "He said that you would grant us it in exchange for the favor you own him."

'She's like a mini-adult.' It was honestly a bit of a jolt to hear a small girl sound and talk like a grownup. Not be expected for sure. Sharing a shocked glance with Beakley, Scrooge cleared his throat. "Tha' be right me dear. May I ask who ye two be?"

"I am Regina Bushroot." Regina, the little girl answered. It made Scrooge's mouth drop. Bushroot, meaning that she was related to Abaddon. The dark duck didn't mention this fact. Probably to laugh at him for it later. She then gestured to the taller duck standing by her. "This is my older brother." Scrooge watched as Regina whispered something to Reginald. The taller duck shivered, then lifted up a hand-

A green hand.

Both Scrooge and Beakley watched in frozen, cold shock as the green hand took off the hat. Petals, not hair, in a purple shade came out. It was wild, yet curled around his face slightly. Green skin, no feathers in sight. Yet, there was a orange beak on the face, telling them both that this was suppose to be a bird of some kind in front of them. Sky blue eyes, the same kind that are on the girl, stared at them. A face so tired, weary stared at them. It was easy to tell the other had been crying, with eyes so hollow. Shaking and shivering, the creature tried to smile at them.

"H...Hi..." The green creature blinked, looking scared and shy, and his voice was slightly higher pitched for a male, but still obviously a male's. "I-I'm Dr. Reginald Bushroot."

Scrooge's brain left for a vacation at that moment.

Beakley, however, was now standing straight and looking ready for everything. "What is the meaning of this?!"

Regina quickly moved in front of Reginald, who was now cowering at the buff duck's tone. This was not like the Ducktale's she remembered, but hopeful that was a good thing. "We are Abaddon's grandchildren. Are you going to allow us Sanctuary?"

Forget vacation, Scrooge's brain came back only to wreak the office called his head. Because, grandchildren? That dark dangerous duck had grandchildren hidden away?! One of them-

"Ye be tha' doctor tha' mutated himself?" Scrooge blurted out, eyes on the two guest, walking out from behind Beakley, ignoring her warnings. "Ye name be all over the news...but I didn' know ye be lookin' like this..."

Seeing a little girl be a shield to her older brother, who looked to be so shattered at this point, so worn out and broken, didn't sit right with Scrooge. Call him what you will, but he's not heartless. The older duck watched as Reginald tried to find the words, only to just give up. Regina seemed to see this, as she stepped up to the plate once more. It made Scrooge wonder just what was going on.

"Yes, he is that doctor. Pictures of him will not come out though if Grandfather has any say in the matter." Scrooge was going to bet that Abaddon had all the say in that matter. "The only picture that would show him like this would be his mug shots anyway. As long as he keeps his full name hidden, it should be fine until Grandfather deals with everything."

"And just what exactly does that mean?" Beakley stood straight, brow raised in question. "What does Mr. Bushroot have planned?"

"Grandfather is going to work on getting Brother's name cleared and get custody of me. That's the short version of it." Regina admitted, glancing to her brother, who was just staring at the floor. "We would just be in his way. Once our names get out, there could be some people who would want to do us harm. Grandfather can't have his attention split like that right now. That's why we're here."

"...Aren't ya supposed tae be in jail?" Scrooge finally asked, only to look down at Regina in shock once he saw Reginald glance down to Regina. The old duck knew what that type of look meant. "Did ya-?!"

"Mr. McDuck, I don't know about you," Regina lifted her head up, eyes cold like a winter sky. In that moment, Scrooge could see how she was related to Abaddon. "but I would do anything for my family."

"...I don' know wha' I be thinkin' anymore." Scrooge finally sighed out. "Fine. I be grantin' ya Sanctuary."

"Mr. McDuck-" Beakley tried to say, only for said duck to shake his head at her. She closed her beak and looked away.

"Now, me family be livin' here too." Scrooge warned the two, heart going out to the little girl who looked so brave. He understood her in a way. She admitted to going to any length for her family, not confirming or denying that she somehow broke her brother out of jail. If nothing else, this little girl had nerves of steel. "I ask ya tae all get along. We'll introduce ya all later. We be talkin' all about this later."

"We will." Regina agreed, reaching up to take her mutated brother's hand. He took it as if it was a lifeline. "May we rest now? We've had a long day."

"Of course me dear." Scrooge looked to Beakley. "Mrs. Beakley, would ya?"

"Of course sir." Beakley sighed, motioning for the two to follow after her. "This way please."

Scrooge watched them go, standing alone in the foyer.

It was strange for him, so much changing in such a little amount of time.

When Abaddon called him, he didn't know what to expect. For the most mysterious man to call him, one who is deemed the third wealthiest duck in the world, it must have meant it was a emergency. And although Abaddon is officially the third wealthiest, Scrooge would bet his first dime that unofficially he was more wealthy then what he said he was. Wouldn't Glomgold get a kick out of that? To be the third wealthiest would be a insult to him. But Abaddon never played the game in the spotlight like them...until now that is. Having family on the line must be something that he was willing to go to extreme lengths for.

Abaddon was a dangerous duck, it wasn't hard to tell. Having fingers in a ton of pies, some that may even be out of sight of the public. Dangerous, with a all-knowing glint in his eyes that reminded Scrooge of a abyss. The dark duck was not a normal one, one with connections that would make Scrooge's head turn. Apparently this dangerous duck was a family man too, willing to call in a favor that was made years and years ago.

Seeing light sky blue eyes go colder then the winter sky was enough for Scrooge to see the resemblance between them all though. He didn't doubt that they were all related.

It was the girls', Regina's, words that made him agree in the end. First, it was her admitting that Abaddon would be fighting for custody of her. This meant her parents were unfit, that they played a hand in all of what Scrooge was seeing and hearing. Next, her words on that they would probably be in danger once word gets out. Scrooge could see this, having heard about Dr. Reginald Bushroot and what happened to him. Glomgold himself would love to have a duck that could control nature itself. And if Abaddon does get custody of Regina, that would make her his heiress, something that Abaddon never found after his son 'ran off' to elope. Now though, Scrooge is thinking that 'ran off' is a lie Abaddon made so that his son could live in peace. A lot of good that did in the end, as his Grandchildren were now in need of help. Finally, it was her telling him that she would do anything for family.

Scrooge thought back to his nephews, all of them. How lonely he had been before they came, how bitter he was. Then, he thought to how Regina stood in front of her elder brother, looking like she was ready to take any beating, any bullet, in place of him for all the world to see.

Wondering was all he could do right now. What could make a little girl grow up so fast? Make a girl run to break out - and Scrooge knows she did, even if he doesn't know how - her older brother? What could make a said older brother so broken? Who did it to them?

What could make a duck willingly mutate himself?

Shivering, Scrooge glanced out the window. Morning was here, but if he went now, it would give him time to sleep for a few more hours.

Heavy questions like this were best to be answered after some rest.

-End Chapter-

This is set after the first episode of DuckTales. I will go along with the episodes, but I also will go along with my own as well. It'll be mixed.

I tried to get Scrooge's accent right, but I don't know about it. I'll just keep at it until otherwise though.

Abaddon Bushroot is officially the third richest duck in the world, like a few hundred or thousand under Glomgold. Officially.

Unofficially, he's way more richer. He makes himself seem less for...reasons. He doesn't usually come into the spotlight, but this time he is. Family comes first in his mind, and his son is no longer his son. Cypress crossed a line that should not have been crossed.

Regina is smart, she honestly could test out of school yet doesn't because she knows she needs social interaction. Regina is still Regina in the end though, meaning she is not all the way sane nor is she insane. She is on that line and is morally gray.

Reginald is still shaky after his mutation, that is to be expected. He will slowly get better, but not for a while. Reginald was admittedly a famous or slight well-known scientist. I took it a step further is all, to show how much he tried to gain his families love. After Regina was born, he tried even harder, more so then in canon, to prove that he is a good older brother, a good role-model. But because he is a boy, his parents never saw anything good with him. His sister on the other hand does see the best in him, and that made his mutation all the harder on him.

I also will be showing some Reginald some love, he deserves it. Meaning that he will have moments with other characters. My story, I can do what I want!

More Darkwing Duck characters will show up later on. The episodes from any cartoon I do use will be different, as Regina and Reginald are in it. Just warning everyone.

Next chapter, everyone meets, house rules are set, some legal drama happens, and Reginald shows a small portion power he has when he thinks his precious sister is in danger. Luckily for all involved, he is stopped before he can show his full power.