Mallory stormed into the Migrator. "Wing we aren't a charity organization, alright?"

Wildwing turned to face his irate teammate. "Has it escaped your attention that she is a duck and she's in need? She barely clothed." The white duck gestured behind her to where the Tanya had taken over and was leading the girl to the vehicle.

Mallory wilted a little as she surveyed the female, but only a little. "If she screws us, it'll be on you."

The golden mask stared back at her expressionless. "Then it's a risk I'm willing to take." Mallory watched him for a moment and then walked away.

…..

She didn't know where these ducks were taking her. Hell she didn't know how she had ended up in the middle of the fire between them and the Saurians. Scared, she had hid behind the large drums until something had smashed into it. Then she ran before the blonde duck tackled her. She shivered in the cool air; she had nothing on but a sweatshirt that was way too large for her petite frame. Lord Dragaunus hadn't allowed her to wear anything until before she ended up at the warehouse.

The woman who had ahold of her made her sit in a chair, bringing a strap down around her head. With a jolt she realized this had to be something to do with Dragaunus, he was testing her. Having these ducks chain her again. Browbeaten, she let them strap her in. It wasn't like she could escape this weird vehicle of transport anyway as she heard the door close up behind them.

…

Tanya led her to the bathroom, a little apprehensive. The girl hadn't said anything since they had found her. Since Nosedive jumped her, no wonder she isn't talking. Looking at her now, Tanya was struck by how much she looked like Lucretia DeCoy. Like she is an identical twin, which is impossible. Ducks don't have identical twins. Plastic surgery maybe? Wildwing thought she was a new ploy of Dragaunus's and he wasn't about to take any chances with her. As soon as Tanya finished washing the filth off her, she was to put her in the containment unit until the ducks figured out what to do with her.

Embarrassed, Tanya gestured to her awkwardly. "I'm going to run a bath for you, do you-uh-wanna-take that off?"

Refusing to meet Tanya's eyes, the girl immediately pulled the sweatshirt off like if she didn't do it right away there'd be consequences.

After she sat down in the tub, gingerly Tanya noted, the spiky blonde duck chucked the ratty sweatshirt into the trash incinerator she had created only weeks before. Even Tanya saw it as a crime against fashion and she wasn't even all that fashionable.

Tanya sat down on the lip of the tub and picked up a brush and soap. Within a few minutes the dirt started to come loose from her feathers. Peach, her plumage was peach….like Lucretia. Definitely plastic surgery.

….

Duke slipped away from the Rec room and down to the galley, gathering some food he moved to the elevator, pressing the LL button. Wildwing decided to put the girl into the containment unit but had Grin and Nosedive make it more homey with a bed, dresser and one of the old TV's the gang no longer used. As he drew closer he saw she was sitting in the corner, her knees drawn up to her chin.

"Got ya some food kid." He slid it under the laser bars.

She made no move towards it.

Sighing, he sat down near the bars, pulled a book out and began to read.

….

She wanted the food more than anything, she could smell it, and it made her mouth water. She was used to cold scraps in the Raptor, not the warm food this grey duck had slid towards her. However the thought of making one wrong move, one move that would land her in a world of hurt was too scary to her. So she stayed in the corner even as the duck took out a book and began to look at it.

….

Nosedive turned over on his bed from staring at the ceiling, the frail form of the girl under him still fresh in his mind. When he tackled her he hadn't known that she was a girl. Now he was kicking himself. He didn't care if she looked like a battered Lucretia, the poor girl looked like a gust of wind could snap her in two, let alone his 135lbs landing on her. Wait, why do I feel so bad. I don't even know her.

He shook his head as if to clear it. I'm becoming a sap. He sat up and grabbed his controller to his game system he had bought a few weeks back.

….

One Week Later

"So what are we going to do with her?" Tanya asked as she lazily shot the puck to Grin. She didn't feel like giving it much more of her attention.

"I say we let her out," Nosedive suggested, stealing the puck from Grin. "We can't keep her in that cage forever. She is one of us."

"I agree," Tanya murmured, skating to a stop.

"Has the whole Lucretia DeCoy thing really escaped your attention?" Mallory snapped. "God." She threw her hands up. "Are you all really so trusting that you'd fall right back into that trap? Not to mention she looks just like her. Don't you find that odd?"

"Forgiveness is the fist step towards freedom," Grin said. Mallory narrowed her eyes.

"Sure it is."

"Mallory, this girl does not have the same clouded aura. Lucretia was simply put, a bad mix…this girl is something else."

"Grin's right," Wildwing blocked a shot from his brother, making the puck ski away. Duke went to retrieve it. Upon returning Wildwing asked, "what do you think Duke? You haven't said much on the matter."

The grey duck shrugged, "it ain't my decision Wing, it's yours. We can all say we're for or against, it's doesn't mean a thing in the end."

"He's for it anyway, he's been down there with her," Mallory scoffed. "Making friends with the enemy in my opinion.

"Don't flatter yourself sweetheart," Duke snapped. "I am the enemy in your eyes, remember?" With that he skated off the ice to the locker room.

…..

Despite herself, she had been getting used to the sight of the grey duck sitting with her. She didn't leave the corner but she nonetheless was starting to get comfortable with his presence. He'd talk to her too, tell her about the world above her, giving nothing classified away, but just little things. She listened, she knew he didn't think she did but she remembered everything. It had been so long since someone acted like they genuinely cared, since someone had treated her nicely instead of pounding on her.

Now she waited and yet around the time he usually came, there was no one. As the hour faded to the next she realized he wasn't coming. Stupid of her to rely on him like that. He didn't like her. No one would. Isn't that what Lucretia said? Back on Puckworld, no one had ever paid her the slightest attention; the spotlight had always been on Lu. Lu who was so beautiful, flirtatious and strong. The one time she had thought maybe she had a shot at someone, it turned out to be a ruse orchestrated by her twin as a cruel joke. After that, she stayed to herself, hiding behind her books. Then the invasion happened and everything was ripped from her, all of it taken away by Lu.

Her body wracked by a sob, she laid down against the ground. Just let yourself go…. there's nothing for you here.

I'm letting go, she thought. I'm letting go.

…

"….. laying, not moving…"

"dying."

"Do….ever….takes."

…

She came to slowly, the lights above her too bright for her. She shut her eyes and then opened them again. She was no longer in the room she had been held in; instead it looked like she was in a hospital.

"How are you feeling?" The blonde female duck came up along side her.

She looked away, silent.

The duck coughed awkwardly. "Right, well, your red blood cells were low…but they are making a comeback. It's a lucky thing that Duke shares your blood type."

Duke…She wondered which of the male ducks that was. Then again, why did she care? They were only keeping her alive because Lord Dragaunus wanted it so. She shivered.

The blonde female took notice; she disappeared and reappeared with another blanket. "I'll be in my office if you need me."

If I need her…Sure.