Hello, there! :) I was always pissed seeing Donald Duck, always falling Victim to all the stupid shit, for no reason, and being practically mistreated by the other characters, so in this fanfic, Donald Fights back.

Enjoy!

a young Donald Duck, sat in his house, he was eighteen years of age, and he was already living alone, his sister, Della, who was in her 30s had, 3 sons, Huey, Dewey, and Louie, who were all 10 years of age, so Donald was already an Uncle!

Donald also, had an Uncle, scrooge McDuck, who was in his 70s, he was very rich, but he didn't lend Donald a penny, with the exception of Minor funding and aid, to pay his rent, but it wasn't really enough money for the rent.

Donald had a sort of Girlfriend, Daisy, she was 20 years old, and Donald loved her at first, but she kept going for other men, even when Donald was there, at first, he loved her to death, but after all of these encounters, Donald was slowly losing interest in her.

Donald was the fourth youngest in the family, behind, Heuy, Dewey, and Louie.


Donald sighed, he had slept for only 4 hours, that night, he had been overworked severely, it had been going on like that for 6 months, He sat up and ate his breakfast, and drank a lot of coffee, he then put on his clothes, which included an Old navy, suit. He had been wearing that since he was 16!

he stepped in his car, and drove to work, he worked for his uncle Scrooge, for less than minimum wage.

Donald arrived at Scrooge's money headquarters, and got in.

Scrooge was waiting for Donald as he entered the office room. "DONALD!!! YOU ARE 4 MINUTES LATE!!! NEXT TIME YOUR FIRED!!! BUT IM QUITTING FUNDING YOU!!! SO GET TO WORK!!!"

"yeah yeah, YEAH YEAH, im going to work, oh boy oh boy, stupid Bitch..." Donald whispered, luckily, Scrooge didn't notice.

Donald was working his ass of, the entire day, cleaning, Cents, and dollar bills, he frustratedly, threw his arms into the air, He then cleaned everything up.

finally Donald was done, he quickly got his payment, and ran off, to his Car, but on the way he ran into, his Cousin, Gladstone!

"hey Donald, wassup, still cleaning dollar bills?" Gladstone laughed.

"shut the fuck up, you excuse of a Duck..." Donald whispered to him, but Gladstone didn't listen to him. "Well i won, another lottery, 500. Thousand dollars. You don't have that? Don't you?" Gladstone mocked.

Donald snapped and ran up his face. "Nobody cares, about your life or your financial situation, so shut up!"


Donald sat in his, room playing video games in front of his PC. "Come on come on! No!!!" He had lost the round.

normally Donald would've Raged, and threw something, but today he was different...

...he was completely burned out, and just tired, he was begging to process his life, he was poor, has barely any money, and was getting used and abused by his family and girlfriend.

Donald tries calling his, 2 only but true friends. Mickey and Goofy, he picked up his IPhone, and tried to reach them.

"Connection failed"

"Fuck it..." Donald said, surprisingly calmly.

he put his phone down, and took a shower, and went to bed.

Something was keeping Donald awake, he tried sleeping but he couldn't, he refused to let his life, be like this, he couldn't work like a slave his whole life, so he started plotting...

...a Strike, a protest!

Donald used to be a Soldier, for the United States Army, he still had his soldier clothing and, a gun with him!

Donald reached for his phone, and spent 2 hours trying to get wifi, finally he did!

and he posted, something on His social media.

-the next morning-

Donald was awoken by, his phone buzzing, constantly, he looked at his text messages.

Mickey and Goofy, had wished him luck, with his strike, Donald then checked his post... It went viral!

Donald laughed, he took a shower and started his day slowly and calmly, he then, instead of the clothes he always wears, he put on his Combat uniform, except for his helmet. He then got his, Rifle, and went outside... to be greeted by a horde of people, who were dealing with similar issues.


The news spoke of a violent protest, in Duckburg City, and they were headed for Scrooge's office.

Donald leaded the way. "Be careful! He has guards!"

Scrooge noticed the crowd, and ordered, his guards, to arm themselves, and open fire, on his command.

Scrooge and the guards, ran upstairs, and stood on the roof.

"WE ARE SCROOGE'S PRIVATE GUARDS!!! LEAVE NOW OR-"

"Stop!" Ordered Scrooge. "hold fire, i just need to check. Something..."

he looked closely, and saw Donald Duck, standing there, wearing his combat uniform, and he was equipped with an assault rifle, with a Sniper lens on it, and a Pistol...

"Donald..?"

the guards looked at him. "Should we stop?"

Scrooge, suddenly scoffed. "No, if he wants to get shot, he's at the right place... now fire!"

the guards opened fire.

The crowd panicked, and they all ran in different directions, except for one...

...Donald...

Donald upended, his Assault Rifle, and opened fire, on the guards, in self defence. Resulting in a firefight, The guards shot at Donald, but he dodged them all, and then he looked through his lens, and sniped one of the guards. He did the same thing with another guard.

Scrooge was shocked... and ran back inside, hiding in his office room.

Donald didn't want to kill anyone, but he was left with no other choice but, to shoot the guards, he knew this could happen, hence he took his, gun and combat uniform.

Scrooge had let his greed, get the best of him, to the point he would even kill his own family, and other innocent people, for money...

outside, the firefight, raged, The guards shot at Donald, and Donald shot back...

to be continued...