Neb: Lost inside the painting in the Manor's attic, the Duck Kids find themselves face to face with two famous Alchemists. Aleister Crow and Nicholas Flamingo. The two Alchemists and their adopted apprentice Anya had been running Artifact back in the eighteen hundreds, at least within this paintings world. There had also been large tremors and a flash of red occurring in town as well, no one knows why, but the alchemists suspect the Duck Kids are behind it. I do not own Ducktales.
Nicholas raised a finger of accusation at the Duck kids. "The tremors had only been occurring for the past hour and your group are the only things that changed in this world."
"You think that us traveling here is what's causing your world to end," Violet reiterated.
"You catch on quick child," Aleister chuckled. "We're sorry about having to dispose of you all, but the magic spell that's been cast won't stop until the caster is disposed of."
"Wait," Vincent yelled. "We may have traveled here, but we didn't cast any spells on your world. We got lost here."
"And we are just supposed to take your word for it," Nicholas Scoffed.
"Again, our apologies," Aleister shook his head. "But we can't take any chances. We at least deduced that not all of you can cast magic, so the ones who aren't spell casters are safe. We will find a way back home for you."
"I could be there very presence that's causing disharmony in our world though," Nicholas growled.
"You said you'd let me handle this," Aleister growled to Nicholas. "Let's at least try and get them to end their curse, if they can't then we choose disposing."
"Fine," Nicholas sighed. He turned to Lena and Vincent. "The triplets had informed my colleague that you two are the spell casters of your group."
Lena turned towards the triplets angrily. The three of them were looking away nervously in response.
"It's not entirely their fault," Vincent sighed. "They would have found out anyways, I basically spilled my life story to their front desk clerk."
"Floor attendant," Anya corrected. "They don't pay me enough to call me a clerk."
"End the spell now," Nicholas demanded.
"I don't know what your talking about," Lena shook her head. "Sure I got us sucked in this place, but I don't think this is me."
"It could be an actual monster," Vincent added. "We are innocent until proven guilty."
"True," Aleister admitted.
"Not quite," Anya shook her head. "I did a whole sweep of the town. There are no monsters or demons running around the city. The cards would have told me if that were the case."
"There you have it," Nicholas pointed to Lena "It has to be you!"
"We will find out shortly," Aleister tried to reason. "If ignorance is your defense, we can find out through other means." Aleister nodded to Anya who tossed him a potion with blue liquid in it. He waited for a tremor to occur again, and then he scrapped some paint from the wall into the vile when the area briefly glowed red again. "The squid ink mixed with whatever spell this is will tell me who the caster is." He turned to Lena and raised the vile. "Hold still child."
Lena teared up as Webby and Vincent got in between her and Aleister. "Oh great, this stupid amulet didn't just get us trapped here. But my stupid magic is going to get us all killed!"
"Move out of the way," Aleister commanded before stopping. He saw the vile glow. "Never mind." He held it in front of Webby, but the vile stopped glowing. He then moved it in front of Vincent. The vile begun glowing again. Aleister and Nicholas stared at Vincent for a moment before nodding to each other.
"Oh great," Vincent groaned. "It's my magic that's going to get us all killed!"
"Undo your spell now," Aleister ordered.
"He won't be able to," Nicholas shook his head. "He casted the spell outside of our realm. He's too inexperienced to turn off a spell at that long of a distance."
"Then we have no choice," Aleister sighed. "We go with the original plan, destroy the caster."
"Run," Lena yelled to the group as they all headed out of the shop.
Vincent felt the bag of crystals fly into his hands as he headed out and turned his head to Anya who was still staring at her Tarot cards. She looked up and smiled at him before they made it out of the shop.
"Don't let them escape," Nicholas yelled as he and Aleister headed out after them.
"Children, you stand in the way of two of the greatest alchemists in history," Aleister called out. "There is no escape!"