Neb: And We are back with Louie again. He had been investigating the red duck Albert and had found out that his parents were missing pilots that went to space in order to search for Della, except Della made it back to Earth and Albert's parents did not. So now Louie had been going through McDuck Enterprises records in order to find out what he can on the missing pilots. I do not own Ducktales.

Albert Argyris headed through the Duckberg marketplace with his hood up. He was cautious, because whoever had asked him to come here had found the place he was living in and left him a note. But this person had his journal, and he needed to get it back. He sighed when he realized it was the worst case scenario. He saw the green hoodie wearing duck sitting on a bench holding onto his journal. Albert sat next to him and then pulled down his hood. "Llewellyn Duck," Albert spoke up. "So it was you who compromised my base."

"Not much of a base Al," Louie responded as he passed the journal back to Albert.

"Our business is concluded then," Albert nodded as he took the journal. "I'll take note of your victory, but don't think the war is over."

"I don't want to fight Al," Louie shook his head. "I just want to talk."

"Really," Albert scoffed. "After what I did to your family. To Hubert, Dewford, and Webbigail. ? To Lena, Gizmoduck, and the moon warrior?"

"I'm not thrilled about any of that," Louie shook his head. "But I can at least understand the aggression. I've pieced together that this goes beyond our initial deal."

"Sabrewing had pieced that together as well," Albert grunted. "I'm not being as careful as I'd have liked." Albert leaned back and then crossed his legs. "Continue your story, tell me what I did wrong."

"The Duck Calling tournament," Louie begun his story. "You played a card that would have been useless against any other deck at that tournament," Louie explained. "The reverse magic card was supposed to reverse the effects of cards that lock the game into a certain situation. The only one who was playing a deck like that was Huey."

"But why didn't you suspect that it was because of our deal going south?", Albert questioned.

"Oh it was because our deal went south," Louie shook his head. "You did tell me not to cross you again when leaving the shop. After you embarrassed my brother and made things awkward between him and Lena. The Dewey and Webby went after you. You were prepared to fight them, I mean who prepares for Webby in less then a day?"

"Fair point," Albert admitted. "Though I did have to use magic, Webbigail was stronger physically."

"Anyways I wanted to give you this," Louie sighed as he handed out the red orb with the crack in it. "I was going to trick you into thinking it was magic, but the person at your house wasn't even related to you. You had been sleeping in a nearby abandoned shack. You furnished it and everything."

"That's where you found my journal," Albert nodded. "Though, I thought I had hid it well."

"You did," Louie admitted. "I might even say I got lucky when I found it. Look I'm sorry about what happened with your parents. You blame Scrooge and your taking it out on us."

Albert grunted at that as his raged boiled up inside him. "I am not at war with Scrooge, he's just a target I'll eventually have to deal with."

"Fine you hate our mother for getting lost in space," Louie groaned. "It's Bradford's fault she got stuck on the moon anyways!"

"Wrong again," Albert snorted. "Guess you weren't as sharp as you thought. I wonder if Sabrewing also got it wrong, maybe I should have stayed and answered some of her questions. But information can be used as leverage... Then again I can always bargain or threaten your family with something else."

"Wait your not saying you blame us," Louie yelled. "We were all eggs at the time, we weren't responsible for your parents disappearing."

Albert shook his head. "You weren't, and neither was Bradford, Scrooge, or Della. All of you had your own family and company drama going on, my own parents were barely a blip on your radar. It was there own fault for accepting a suicide mission or for leaving, it doesn't matter what they did."

"Then why?"

"Llewellyn, my hatred towards you and your brothers goes beyond some tragic past."

"What did we do?", Louie yelled. "If this wasn't about the deal and it's not about your parents, then what?" Louie's eyes widened.

"There it is," Albert smirked as he regained his composure.

"You're jealous of us?", Louie groaned. "Seriously?"

"And who wouldn't be," Albert laughed. "Look at you three, triplets that always have each other. They grew up on a houseboat, but it wasn't an orphanage. They were raised by their Uncle with anger issues, but he didn't abandon you like my aunt did! Their mother returned from the stars themselves just to be with you three again, and yet my parents remained lost. I hate you three, because you live in a mansion filled with magic, and family, and friends! I hate you, because even if for some reason your Uncle Donald decided you weren't worth keeping like my aunt did, you'd three would still have a better life than me. With your rich Uncle, with your mother who can survive a cosmic storm!"

"That's crazy," Louie shook his head. "You're a crazy person. It's not our fault some things went our way. We still grew up without our mother! We didn't make your life suck!"

"These aren't some things," Albert shook his head. "You all have everything, and I'm going to take it all away from you." Albert raised his hand creating a gust of wind with one of his silver dragon rings. At least, that was until a bolt flew right by him, separating him from Louie. Albert turned his head to see Gosalyn Mallard with a crossbow trained on him, along with the duck children's robot friend, Boyd. "You brought expensive equipment and a trained sniper to the party. Well done Llewellyn."

"We can find your parents for you Al," Louie pointed out. "It doesn't have to be this way."

The gust of wind now floated around Albert as he stood up. "I don't want you all to find my parents," he growled. "That would just be another addition to the Duck Family's happily ever after. I want cosmic justice! No, I deserve it after everything I have been through! Bring as many allies as you want to fight me, after all I've declared war on you. But fair warning, my allies are more powerful then yours! At least, they will be when things line up properly."

"Albert," Gosalyn spoke up as she lowered her crossbow. "I know what it's like to have that anger. My grandpa was taken away from me, and I became an Orphan to. I wanted justice... no I wanted revenge for what happened, and I'm still looking for my grandpa, even after all this time."

"You do not share my pain," Albert growled. "Your rage subsided the moment you found a new family."

"I was designed to be a weapon," Boyd pointed out. "I don't feel rage, but I was used to hurt the person who cared about me, and then I was thrown away. I too had been abandoned Albert, but I assure you, Dr. Gearloose changed his mind once he found out the truth."

"And what if he hadn't?", Albert shook his head. "What if you had malfunctioned and became the monster he thought you were? Would he have come back for you then?"

"N-no, I suppose he wouldn't have," Boyd admitted. "But dwelling on what could have been isn't logical. You should let us help you."

"You all are going to have to come up with a different pitch," Albert yawned. "I don't want help, and I've already told you what I want. It's not my family and it's not yours."

"Justice," Gosalyn repeated.

"And trust me," Albert grinned. "I will get it."

The wind blew harder causing Gosalyn and Louie to cover their eyes. Boyd was fine, because he's a robot, but in the gust Albert disappeared.

"So what now?", Gosalyn wondered.

"Now we start bringing adults into it," Louie sighed.