Neb: I do not own Ducktales. I've done a chapter with Louie and I've done a chapter with Huey, so next I'm going to do a chapter with Dewey. After seeing his brother hurt emotionally, will he be able to get back at the kid who made things awkward between Huey and Lena. I hope you all enjoy the drama. Also, if you can, please review to let me know what you think so far. I really don't know how well this fanfic is going right now. My intentions is to create family drama, using this kid and allies he picks up along the way. His motivation runs a little deeper than Louie backing out of a deal with him by the way. Keep reading and you'll find out what Albert really cares about.

Back at the Mansion, Dewey, Webby, and Louie were all gathered in the kitchen wondering what they are going to do about the new enemy that was made.

"He was mad about not getting the Medusa's Gauntlet for some reason," Louie explained. "That's all I pretty much know about the kid."

"So he collects magic items?", Webby wondered. "It's not like it was your fault Scrooge made you buy it back? So why go after Huey and Lena?"

"I told you," Louie continued. "I don't know anything about this guy. His name is Albert and I call him Al. I thought I could smooth things over by talking to him, but he made his move against me to quickly. I didn't want Huey to suffer for it."

"Well, we need to figure out how to deal with this guy," Dewey figured. "I mean, what he did was uncool."

"He's obviously a con," Louie pointed out. "I mean, he beat Huey in a nerd game using a strategy meant for Huey's deck. That means he has info on us, which means we need to get info on him."

"I kind of just want to hit him," Dewey decided.

"I second that feeling," Webby nodded. "Violet says that Lena hadn't left their room since the incident and she's not talking to anyone."

"Huey is doing the same," Dewey mumbled.

"Guy's I know what he did was wrong," Louie began. "But we can't charge in there without a plan. Who know's if the Medusa's guantlet was the only magic item he's gotten a hold of?"

"We fight people with magic items all the time," Dewey argued. "Your way got Huey hurt, we're doing this my way!"

"W-wait, Scrooge said he was planning a big adventure for today. We all have to be present for that."

"As much fun as an adventure would be," Webby shrugged. "This is more important. You go with Scrooge and rest of the family. Make up some reason for why Dewey and I can't go."

"Let's go," Dewey decided. He and Webby ran out of the room running past Beakly and Launchpad.

"Be careful in the hallway children," Beakly called out. "Where are those two going?"

"Th-they went to go hang out at Violet's house," Louie lied. "I don't think they'll be able to make it for the adventure."

"What?" Launchpad freaked out. "We can't go anywhere without Dewey or Webby?"

"Yeah, maybe we'll have to hold off on this one."

"Nonsense," Scrooge chuckled as he entered the kitchen. "We can't skip out on this one, it revolves around a celestial event that happens once every two hundred years. We'll just have to go without them."

"Well I'll stay behind to take care of Webby," Beakly decided.

"No need," Della spoke up as she joined them. "Huey isn't feeling well, so we'll be skipping out on this one. Is it alright if you go to look after Louie?"

"I-I suppose that's fine," Beakly agreed.

"Then it's settled," Scrooge decided. "The team will be Louie, Launchpad, Myself, and Bentina."

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Meanwhile Dewey and Webby were riding scooters down towards the outskirts of Duckberg.

"Which way did Louie say to go?", Dewey wondered.

"We didn't ask," Webby realized.

The both of them facepalmed for a moment, yet luck was on their side. They noticed the red feathered kid Albert was heading into an alleyway between two apartment complexes.

"Convenient," they both stated. They both followed him into the alleyway and cornered him.

"Alright kid," Dewey spoke up, before Webby lunged at the boy hoping to get the first punch.

Albert dodged Webby and managed to block a few of her attacks before receiving a hit to the jaw. He coughed for a moment and then recomposed himself.

"You stay away from Lena, Louie, and Huey," Webby yelled. "And the rest of our family... stay away from our family."

"I should have realized I wouldn't win a in a physical confrontation," Albert admitted. He raised his hand that glowed silver like the two dragon rings he wore on his middle finger. "I'll have to resort to magic then."

Dewey lunged at him now to grab the rings away, but was hit with a blast of wind.

Webby then flipped up and tried to kick at him, but was met with a blast of water.

"These River Dragon rings grant me the power of wind and water," the boy smiled. "I was hoping to control all elements by getting the Medusa's Guantlet in my collection."

"He wanted stone," Webby realized. "That doesn't excuse what you did to our friend."

"Luckily I don't care what I did to your friends," Albert smirked. "Huey was an over confident player, he deserved to be humiliated. Lena was an innocent bystander, but I'd imagine if she was here with you now, you'd stand a better chance."

"You chose Lena because she's a threat," Dewey realized.

"Y-yeah, that's what I said," the boy sighed. "It doesn't matter, I was hoping to play around a little more before actually fighting you, but the two of you are more impulsive then I realized."

"Enough," Webby shouted as she moved in for another kick. She was lifted up with wind and tossed aside.

Dewey fell next to her as a dragon made of water lunged into him. The two of them panted heavily as they begun to feel cold. They could even see their breaths.

"No," Albert decided. "It's too early to deal with you two in this manner. Tell Louie he won't see me down town anymore. I'll be setting up camp somewhere else."

"Cheater," Dewey coughed as he grabbed his stomach from the pain.

"Please, it's you and your brothers who are the cheaters. But don't worry, I will even the playing field." With that, Albert vanished from the alleyway.

Webby groaned as she moved over to help up Dewey. "Come on, we need to figure out our next move."

"At least you got one good hit on him," Dewey smiled.