Neb: Last chapter my OC Vincent Tailfeather had a run in with an evil shadow named Magica. She laid out an offer for him to join her side so they could destroy Scrooge and Mr. Elite. But Vincent refused, while Mr. Elite was certified as an enemy, Scrooge was not and was the Uncle of Vincent's new friends. Not to mention the darkness that Magica craves, Vincent does not care for. With that he had chosen his side and only time will tell where that side will take him. I do not own Ducktales.

Vincent sighed as he stood outside the shop Artifact. Was he really crawling back to Madame Aurora now after all that has happened. Well she wasn't the worst adult figure in his life and certainly had taken better care of him then his own old mad did. Both had taught him how to fend to for himself, but her methods were more for Vincent's benefit rather than her own. Still he needed to learn about the Shadow Magica and find out the connection between her and Lena. Vincent's phone buzzed and he pulled it out of his pocket.

"Hey Vincent, Scrooge and the boys had gotten into a big fight. I can't really share the details yet, but if you could swing by the docks towards Donald's boat, that would be great. Webby."

"Looks like the Duck family has their own issues also," Vincent figured. "Here I am whining about my own problems." Vincent opened the door to Artifact and headed inside. There were more customers than usual in the shop. It's possible that they were all magic, but it was more likely that Madame Aurora opened her shop up to normal people in order to earn some extra money.

"Welcome back Vincent," Madame Aurora spoke up behind him.

"Madame I..."

"Don't worry about it," she sighed. "We both got a little carried away. Grab a broom and start sweeping. If a customer has any questions, answer them."

"With honesty or make something up?", Vincent wondered as he grabbed a broom.

"What do you think?", Aurora rubbed the sides of her head. She was about to head back to her office, but Vincent stopped her.

"I didn't just come back for the job," Vincent explained. "I... I need to know about Magica."

Aurora turned to him infuriated. "We are now closed for a lunch break," Madame Aurora called out across the shop. "If there was anything you really needed or wanted, come back in an hour."

"There's a few interesting grimoires in here," a purple hummingbird girl spoke up. "But all of that is nonsense anyways."

"Violet," her dad responded to her. "Don't be rude."

The customers all left the shop and Madame Aurora put the closed sign up.

"Why don't you ever listen to me Vincent," she growled.

"I don't know why Magica has anything do with listening to you," Vincent pointed out. "She showed up out of the middle of nowhere seeking an alliance and... shadow magic. She's a De Spell."

"I told you to not follow around that little girl," Madame Aurora stated. "The De Spells are not to be trusted."

"I didn't trust Magica," Vincent pointed out. "I turned her down, and Lena stated she wasn't a De Spell."

"That's hardly her call," Madame Aurora shook her head. "I've seen the young girl before and her ties of fate is linked to the evil witch. Whether she likes it or not."

"She seems more connected to Webby," Vincent figured. "The two of them are never apart."

"That's probably because she is tricking the little duck," Madame Aurora informed. "I'm sorry Vincent, but this was a whole mess you should have stayed away from. Scrooge's family can fight their own battles, and I'm trying to teach to you fight for yourself."

Vincent looked down and Madame Aurora put her hands on his shoulders. "Madame Aurora... are we family?"

"Why would you even need to ask such a thing?", Madame Aurora laughed. "Technically no, but I have looked after you at such a young age."

"I'm serious," Vincent growled. "Am I just wasting my time here? Is this shop even really my home?"

"Your home is where ever you make it," Madame Aurora educated him. "I'm sorry I laughed at you, buy you do always have a home here if that's what your asking. I.. I just never got close to you, because I've been training you to fight for yourself. One day your going to be off on your own adventure and you might not make it back. Not that I expect you to fail of course, but because when you succeed you might not want to return to the old woman who taught you how to blow things up. I'm sorry it didn't turn out to be a power you enjoy, but I did tell you there was no shame in being a destruction mage."

"This had nothing to do with adventure or magic," Vincent shook his head. "How come you could never see that? I've been trying to pay you back ever since the day you took me in, but every job I've been on turned out to be a bust."

"You'll get it next time," Madame Aurora assured. "I've lived for hundreds of years Vincent, I don't mind waiting another couple hundred before you finally succeed. I just want you to be happy."

"But why though? If you don't even see us as family, why do you care?"

"Because you're my student," Madame Aurora explained. "And it's not that I don't see you as family, I just know that forming a coven is dangerous. I've done all that in the past and watched as my own sisters turned against me. The only people who ever showed me the respect I deserved were my students. At least until you came along, you were always rough around the edges, but your heart was in the right place."

Vincent realized he wasn't going to get what he was looking for with her. But that didn't matter, now he knew that the Shadow Woman was a De Spell. That Lena was tied to her. But that didn't make any sense, the Magica lie to him? She said she wasn't connected to the children, she was connected to her.. "Her shadow."

"And you finally figured it out," Madame Aurora nodded. "Unfortunately it's a little late."

"What do you mean, there's still time in the day," Vincent figured. "I can make it to the Mansion and warn them."

Madame Aurora was looking outside the window as she watched the Solar Eclipse begin to take form. "No, the Shadow War is here, and I'm moving my shop's location. If Magica gains control of our Shadows the town will be in real danger."

"We can't just leave," Vincent argued. "What about Webby?"

"What about her?", Madame Aurora wondered. "I already told you, she was eating out of the palms of that Lena girl's hands. Her fate was decided the moment she was born gullible."

"You could have said something at any point in time," Vincent yelled. "We could have stopped this!"

"We cannot stop fate," Madame Aurora assured. "You walk the path of Order Vincent, you draw from it's very essence."

"But you draw from Chaos," Vincent continued to argue. "You sever destiny all the time."

"I play with the strings," Madame Aurora shook her head. "I don't break them, and we are out of time. She headed towards her crystal ball. Let's try Spain next Viincent, I'm sure you'll love that place."

"I'm not going anywhere," Vincent grunted. He grabbed a few crystals of her shelf. "I'm going to rescue my sister."

"She's not you... Vincent!" It was too late, Vincent was already out of the shop. "That dumb child."

As Vincent ran out of the shop, the store began to cloak itself again. But it wasn't simply turning invisible this time, the shop itself was gone and replaced with an ally way. "The docks," Vincent remembered. He headed down towards Duckburg's docks as quickly as he could. As he did, something odd was happening. People's shadows were beginning to leave their bodies. "Vincent grabbed a few smokey quartz from his pocket and got ready to chuck it at the rambunctious shadows.

But his own Shadow had taken the quartz from him and started throwing them at people.

"Stop it," Vincent yelled at his shadow before tackling it.

Vincent was thrown into a brick building by the shadow, it must have been stronger than him, and now it had his bag of stones as well.

The Shadow let out a silent laugh as it took out a few citrine from the bag and started hurling them at Vincent.

Vincent managed to dodge the explosion, but he didn't have anything tor retaliate with. The total eclipse had begun and he was on his own. Not too mention there were other shadows going around messing with people. At least, a few here and there were. Most of the shadows were now flying to Scrooge's money bin and forming a giant vortex of darkness above it.

Vincent's shadow had begun flying in that direction now. It could hear the call of it's mistress.

"No," Vincent yelled as he grabbed onto his shadow. "If you go, she'll only become that much more powerful."

That was what Madame Aurora was trying to tell Vincent anyways.

The Shadow grabbed more crystals from the bag and started hurling them at Vincent forcing him to let go.

Vincent grabbed a random rock off the ground and chucked it back. It didn't explode, but it did make contact with the shadow's head.

His shadow then turned around angrily after that. The whole bag in it's hands begun to glow and then it chucked the bag of crystals at Vincent.

Vincent relaxed his muscles and begun controlling his breathing, like he normally would in attempt of a healing spell, but this time he went for a shielding spell. He wasn't sure he could pull it off, but he was left with little choice. He raised his hand into the explosion and then he begun to glow blue, much like Lena did the time she healed him. "Fear of pain I now discard," Vincent chanted. "My body, mind, heart, soul, are now on guard! This ancient power in my palm I wield, I use it now to cast the shield!"

Much to the shadow's surprise the explosion did not consume Vincent but remained in front of him, being drawn to the palm of his hand.

Vincent felt that source of heat and power in front of him and how he could draw from it. He used everything he had to redirect the explosion back at his Shadow causing Shadow Vincent to vanish. Vincent fell to his knees as he saw his shadow reconnect with himself. I have to help Web..."

Vincent blacked out from exhaustion.