Neb: The last chapter, Vincent had been learning the ways of magic for three years. He was hired by a band of criminals called the Shadow Syndicate in order to infiltrate the Temple of Helios. The leader Mr. Elite had escaped with the Mask of Helios and may run amuck while everyone is none the wiser. The Shadow Syndicate may even grow in size now that they have the resources to hire more bodies. But on a lighter note, Vincent was rescued by the Duck family after being left for dead by his old colleagues. He became friends with Webby when he protected her from the Shadow Syndicate, by pretending she was his little sister. Now with new ties forged and old ties broken Vincent is in a new chapter of his life where he must decide where to move forward. Of course he has goals, his main goal is survival, in order to do that he must earn money. Of course that isn't all there is to life, on the side he had been researching magic and had begun his own book called the Logic in Destruction. As someone who draws power from the Path of Order, but uses it for the Element of Destruction he is baffled by his own abilities. He hopes to complete his research one day and share it with the world. Of course to others his discovery will read as fantasy. Anyways aside from earning a living and gaining knowledge there had always been one thing that troubled him, and that was his place in the world. Do to the early death of his mother and growing up with an abusive father, Vincent might not be the most open to letting others in. Of course he called Webby his sister, but that was to protect a child, because that was the right thing to do in the moment. We'll see if he opens up more throughout the story, but his internal struggle is finding who he his and finding others he can rely on.

Vincent headed away from the McDuck manor the moment they landed. He wasn't really in the mood to stick around after his failed mission. Madame Aurora always did say his careful nature was preventing himself from reaching into his untapped raw power. He just assumed she meant when it came to preventing harm from coming to himself, he never suspected he was holding back because he never wanted to harm others.

"Where are you going?" Webby asked.

She had been following him closely and he didn't even notice. But to be fare he was still in a daze after being taken down by the big bear Donny and Mr. Elite. "I'm headed home Webby. Thanks for saving me, but I think it's best if we head our own separate directions for now."

"Oh... of course," Webby tried to smile. "I just thought you'd like to stick around and hang out."

"We... we hardly know each other Webby," Vincent sighed. "I called you my sister to keep you protected from my allies. You knew it wasn't anything more right."

"Right," she looked down saddened.

Vincent didn't want to see himself upsetting the kid, so he stayed facing the gate away from Webby. "I'm sorry for sounding cruel, but I've been more of a loner my whole life. I work with people, but I don't get close to them."

"I understand that," Webby admitted. "Funny, you mention that, because that's been my excuse for the longest time before I met Huey, Dewey, Louie, and Lena. I was never good at making friends, and the only family I had was my granny."

"The really awesome one you mentioned," Vincent chuckled in spite himself. When they were back at the temple Webby was going on and on about how great the people she knew were, especially her grandmother."

"That's right," Webby smiled. "Well anyways, I think that if I could find people... so could you."

"I'm glad you found people Webby," Vincent admitted. "I don't think you want me to be one of them. I blow things up, that is my special skill. I try to make up for it by knowing as much as I can about magic, but in the end no matter how much I try, destruction is the path I've been put down. I'm dangerous."

"But you helped me," Webby pointed out. "Your a good talker, you managed to gain those goons trust and then our trust almost instantly. "That's a skill in itself." She grabbed his hand and tugged at it. "Come on, let me introduce you to the others."

Vincent looked at the mansion and remembered his biological father's goal. The old man was probably still gambling away in attempt to find a shortcut to riches. The years that Vincent suffered was all so his useless old man could have a house as big as this one. The only good in his life was when Madame Aurora took him in, and even then all it did was put him on an unattainable goal of learning something other than blowing stuff up. "I... I don't know Webby. I don't think the others will respond to me the way you have."

"Exactly," Webby grinned. "I attacked you immediately when I saw you, but everyone else is a little bit more down to Earth."

"Can I get a break for now," Vincent sighed.

Webby looked down sad again.

He hated seeing that, and he didn't know why. She wasn't really his sister, it was just a cover up. "I will come back and see you again," Vincent promised. "Just not right now." He did his best to smile at her as he promised.

Webby looked up and smiled back at him. "Ok, when your ready come see us again. I'm sure Scrooge and granny would be happy to let you hang out once in a while."

Vincent doubted that, he knew how anti magic Scrooge was, his teacher had told him that once before. Even after they had rescued him, Scrooge was maintaining his distance on the plane. "Thank you for everything Webby." Vincent exited the gate and only looked back when Webby had finally turned around and headed back in the manor.

Vincent was back at Artifact again sweeping the shop. Aurora wasn't too happy that he had used up half of his crystals and didn't come back with anything to show for it. She replenished his supply anyways, but he had to work as a Floor Attendant at the shop for a while in order to make up for it. He was already back in the same situation he once was when he was thirteen. Money was being drained from his pockets and he had to pay off his debts with work. He sighed before looking outside. He was surprised to see the Triplets that Webby was hanging out with were running around outside checking out different shops. They wouldn't find this one, because none of them had the gift. Webby was with them, but she didn't look his direction. Vincent supposed that meant she didn't have any powers either.

"You want to take down the shield," Vincent asked his boss. "Maybe we could get some non magic customers and sell some paperweights to them."

"No," Aurora shrugged as she sat back at her desk typing away on her computer while staring at scrolls. "Even after your little mess up the shop still has plenty of money. We aren't desperate enough to let normal people in."

Vincent frowned before continuing to sweep. He always had the choice to leave, but he was afraid that meant he'd never be able to come back. He saw a girl with pink hair running next to Webby and the boys. Webby did mention another friend named Lena. Perhaps that was her. Vincent was about to turn around and get back to sweeping, until he saw that girl turn her head towards the shop and look directly at him. Vincent was startled by this which confused her, but she kept walking with her friends away anyway. "W-what was that?"

"Stay away from her," Aurora warned. "We don't mess with the De Spells."

"You've mentioned that name before," Vincent responded. "Who are they?"

"Powerful dark sorcerers," Aurora stated. "They draw from the Path of Chaos like myself, but they use it for shadow magic."

"Shadow magic," Vincent repeated. "But I have destruction magic, I don't think I'm much better when it comes to elements."

"It's not about the magic they possess, but the actions they have committed," Aurora stated. "Many people had been transformed from people into animals because of that family. They've ruled over villages living in poverty for millennia. They were the cause of the poverty and famine. I will only warn you once more, stay away from anyone who associates with a De Spell."

Vincent looked down angrily. That meant he wouldn't be able to see Webby again. Even though he had promised. Maybe it was for the best. "I'll resume my treasure hunting next week then."

"Do you have a new location in mind?", Aurora wondered. "Your list of allies grows thin, with the Shadow Syndicate against you, your treasure hunting career may become much more harder."

"I know that," Vincent stated. "But still, I don't need their resources, I can find hidden temples myself."

"You'll need help," Aurora repeated. "You'll need experts, because your still just a little duck."

"I'm sixteen now," Vincent argued.

"And I'm four hundred," Aurora shot back at him. "Even I am not foolish enough to venture into the unknown by myself. Hire the beagles or Graves, or find another new group and promise them untold riches. Just so long as the only person going in blind isn't yourself."

"Why should I drag others down with me?", Vincent argued.

"So that they fall instead you sentimental fool," Aurora roared.

Vincent threw the broom on the ground and headed out of the shop.

"Be angry all you want," she called after him. "Just don't take on a dangerous mission by yourself."