Neb: Things have become somewhat bittersweet for Vincent's ties with his friends. On one hand, there involvement with Rosina was an accident and they didn't actually lead her to him. On the other hand Vincent let his guard down because people he trusted were hanging out with his worst nightmare. Magica and Mr. Elite do not compare to Rosina Evermore. After all Magica saw an a potential ally in Vincent when they met, Mr. Elite greatly overestimated Vincent when they first met, and yet Rosina saw a weapon to increase her own power and rank within her cult. Now she has sworn to be enemies with Lena and Violet after their friendship had stood in the way of her claiming her soldier. Well I don't own Ducktales, it's been a while since I had gotten feedback, so if any of you could leave a review on whether or not you enjoy where this story has gone or is headed, let me know.
"Yeah I'm fine," Vincent explained over the phone. "I was looking for ways to stop deity artifacts like the Mask of Helios and the Amulet of Quetzalcoatl, in case I run into Mr. Elite or Rosina again. Anyways I lost track of time and now it's pouring outside and the wind is blowing like crazy." Vincent was stuck in the town's library during the biggest typhoon Duckburg had ever experienced in years.
"Well I am glad you're ok," Mrs. Beakley stated over the phone. "But you really should have been more careful. We all knew this Typhoon was coming for weeks."
"The weather channel predicted it would be light showers up until night time and then the Typhoon would hit," Vincent pointed out. "It's almost unnatural how fast the storm moved in on Duckburg."
"I understand Vincent but this storm could last for days and you are without food," Mrs. Beakley sighed over the phone.
"Actually the library had a coffee shop built in the back after Duckburg's last coffee shop was destroyed by Britt and Quinn," Vincent explained. "They've got plenty of breakfast sandwiches, which I know aren't the healthiest."
"Better then being stuck eating chili-dogs," Mrs. Beakley pointed out as she rubbed her eyelids in frustration. "But I would imagine they have fruit and yogurt as options as well."
"Yes they do," Vincent nodded. Though Beakley wouldn't be able to see him nod anyways, so he felt dumb for that head gesture. "They also have nuts and granola."
"I suppose it's fine then since you have no choice," Mrs. Beakley decided. "Will you be alright being trapped there for a while?"
"Are you kidding?", Vincent laughed. "The Library is my favorite place to be. Plus they have there own backup generator in case the power goes out."
"Well then good luck with your stay then Vincent," Mrs. Beakley responded. "We'll hold the fort down here in the mansion. Call if you get into trouble... Also Webby says she is jealous."
"Keep texting me what you read Vincent," Webby jumped in over the phone.
"I will," Vincent chuckled. "Goodbye for now." He got two goodbyes, one from Webby and one from Mrs. Beakley before hanging up. He then decided to get back to work. The storm didn't show any signs of lightening up, so he really was stuck there. "She's right. I should have been more careful." The library was almost completely empty, there were a few staff members who weren't happy to be stuck there.
"I knew I should have quit when I was called in," Quackfaster grumbled to herself at the front desk.
There were two people working at the coffee shop. One of which he recognized from the old coffee shop, the other girl works part time at Funso's Fun Zone he was pretty sure. The two of them looked bored and were scrolling through their cellphones.
Lastly there was the custodial staff member who was cursing himself for not leaving when he was supposed to clock out and instead took a nap in the back.
Vincent decided to stop taking notes of his surroundings and get back to work. He had several different books on Quetzalcoatl and Helios, but no book on their mask or amulet. Which was surprising because the library of Duckburg had books written in ancient Nordic, you'd think they'd carry a guide to magical god power items. He headed over to the front desk. "Miss Quackfaster," Vincent spoke up.
"Tailfeather," Quackfaster responded as she turned a page on a book in front of herself.
"I was wondering if your computer had any records of Magic Items wielded by members of the Pantheon or other gods of this world."
Quackfaster rubbed between her eyelids. "No, a little girl already checked out those books last week and has an extension on there due dates due to the storm."
"Little girl?", Vincent responded. "Webby didn't mention that she... oh wait Violet. Thanks Miss Quackfaster."
"Ugh, get me out of this library," Miss Quackfaster groaned. "I should have used my vacation time."
Vincent headed away from the desk back to his own work space and pulled out his phone. He and Violet hadn't really spoken to each other sense the Rosina incident, which he felt bad about. But he needed space to recollect his thought. He did in fact come to the conclusion that it wasn't Violet or Lena's fault. It wasn't his fault either, it was just an unfortunate set of circumstances that lined up perfectly for Rosina Evermore. He took a breath before clicking Violet's name. The phone rang for a moment and then Violet picked up the phone.
"Vincent," Violet spoke up surprised. "Did Lena find you?"
"N-no?", Vincent responded. "What do you mean, where are you?"
"I'm back at home, but Lena was supposed to be staying over until the storm blew over," Violet explained. "She had not arrived in time however. I am very worried."
Even though Violet's voice is usually void of emotion Vincent could hear traces of panic having known the little bird girl for some time. "I haven't seen her," Vincent responded. "Maybe she's laying low in her old place. It is underground."
"True, but it's by the docks," Violet pointed out. "Her old place would be compromised by floods if she were to stay there during a typhoon."
"Alright I'll call her next," Vincent decided. "I have questions for you later, but this is more important."
"Indeed," Violet agreed. "I've learned things about Rosina that might interest you. But you are right that Lena takes priority. Though she hadn't been answering my calls."
Vincent sighed and then smiled. "Thank you Violet." He hung up and then called Lena next. Just like Violet, Vincent couldn't get a hold of her. "You aren't out there right now are you?", Vincent spoke up to himself.
The people in the coffee shop had turned up the volume on the weather channel. The Roxanne was speaking about the new Timephoon as historical anomalies were happening all over Duckburg. Including the guest Meteorologist Benjamin Frankloon. "That is messed up," one of the coffee shop workers spoke up.
Vincent knew he wasn't supposed to go near windows during a storm this big, but he was curious to see what kind of changes were occurring. It seemed the storm was centered on the McDuck Manor which didn't really surprise him. But the question remained, did Lena have anything to do with these anomalies. Conjuring a storm seemed beyond her abilities, but her disappearance and the Timephoon could have a connection. He tried calling her again, but she didn't pick up. He then tried to call Webby, because it's possible Lena was at the mansion right now. Unfortunately Webby wasn't picking up either. "It's fine, I guess I have to go out there."
"I wouldn't do that man," the custodial employee spoke up.
"I have little choice," Vincent shook his head before heading to the door. This was probably going to be the single most dumb thing he had ever done in his life. He opened the door and headed out into the storm.
Flashes of lightning was constantly striking everywhere and causing things like pirates and ninjas to show up on the streets. But when ever they would appear they would disappear just as fast and head towards the mansion. "They are all attracted to Mr. McDucks mansion," Vincent repeated. "I'll be fine as long as I don't get involved." His first thought was to head towards Lena's old place. The winds were strong and he had fallen over more than once, but Vincent managed to make his way to the docks. "Lena, Lena are you here?" Vincent opened up the door above her room and poked his head inside. But Lena wasn't home. He sighed before closing the door and heading back into the storm. As Violet predicted, the water by the docks was rising, which meant Lena's old place would soon be soaked. Every store and house in the area was boarded up and closed down, so there wasn't any places for Lena to go to if she was stuck out here. "Where could she be?"
Vincent then begun to think the worst. Rosina named Lena her enemy, what if Rosina had gotten her revenge on the poor duck girl. "I should have been checking up on her after that. I'm so dumb!" Vincent grunted as he headed back towards the Library. The storm still blowing heavily and showing no signs of slowing down. Not to mention his brown hat had blown away and his brown leather jacket was now soaked through and no longer providing him protection from the elements. As Vincent made his way back he saw a flash of lightning again, but instead of conjuring a ninja or a pirate instead it landed on the corner where Artifact use to be. Vincent's eyes widened when he saw the Magic Shop emerge in front of himself. The Timephoon must have forced the shop to come back, or at least an earlier version of the shop. He wondered if it was the Alchemists who were in charge of it again. But the shop didn't have that fresh coat of paint that Violet and he noticed on it when they were in that painting. It was the actual Artifact. The store he lived in for years had come back. Vincent started heading towards Artifact next, but he could hear crying in the distance.
"Let me in," Lena's voice called out.
Vincent in a panic rushed towards the voice instead and saw Lena hanging outside of a magic barrier that was preventing her from going towards Artifact.
"I'm not my Aunt!"
"Lena," Vincent yelled as he headed towards her. "What are you doing out here?"
"I, I'm sorry," Lena cried. "I was looking for you to apologize. I was going to call you, but the storm blasted my phone with lightning sending it to who knows where."
Vincent grabbed on to Lena as he tried to head towards Artifact. He was able to get a foot past the barrier, but with Lena in his arms he was unable to pass the rest of his body through.
"Forget about me," Lena yelled at him. "The shop doesn't like me... I'll find another way."
"Another way? You should have gone to the Sabrewings," Vincent shook his head. "Violet told me that was your original plan."
"I thought I had more time before the storm would hit," Lena explained. "I didn't think I'd get stuck in the middle of it!"
The two of them saw Artifact was beginning to fade again.
"Go Vincent," Lena yelled at him. "That's your home!"'
"No," Vincent grunted. "I won't abandon you. A home that doesn't let my family join isn't a home for me!" After Vincent had yelled that, he and Lena both begun to glow blue as his own magic shielding begun to form around them, protecting them from the elements.
The both of them were now panting and shivering as they finally had a break from the rain.
"Your place is no good," Vincent grunted. "The Library probably won't reopen its doors back to us. Lets head to Violets house."
Lena nodded at him. "Ok, let's go."
Vincent's head turned back to Artifact to see the store had vanished once again. He shook his head in disbelief at how closed minded his mentor was. "Come on."
The two of them headed to Violets house and the Sabrewings let them inside. They were both given dry clothes and hot tea as Violet's dads made sure the two ducks were ok.
"That was very reckless you two," one of Violets dads scolded them.
"We're sorry for the trouble we caused," Vincent responded. "Thank you for opening your doors to us."
"Well that's no problem," her other dad responded as Violet ran over to hug Lena. "Lena is practically already a member of our family."
"And so are you Vincent," Violet nodded.
Vincent smiled as the two girls smiled back at him. "A family."