Neb: In what appeared to be a normal diving adventure Scrooge and Vincent both were sucked into a magical hat that sat at the bottom of the ocean within the Captain's Cabin of an old Spanish Ship.I kid you not. Vincent seemed to respond fearfully upon seeing the hat while Scrooge seemed more confused than anything. I wish I could say anything else exciting had happened, but outside of fighting Octupuses, not too much happened last chapter. I hope you enjoy the fanfic, I do not own Ducktales.
The two Ducks fell into a dark corridor coughing as they took off their diving gear that had punctured upon entering the hat.
"What was that blasted magic?", Scrooge grumbled as he kicked his diver helmet aside.
"This can't be happening," Vincent groaned as he leaned against a wall huddled up in a ball. "Not again!"
"Lad? Are you ok Vincent? Do you need a minute?"
"No, no, no," Vincent groaned as panic filled his voice.
"Who's hat was that Vincent?", Scrooge pushed.
"A witches hat," Vincent sighed as he looked to Scrooge. "The most dangerous witch of my generation."
"She can't be any worse than Magica," Scrooge pointed out. "We've faced sacrilegious sorceresses before."
"I've never actually fought Magica," Vincent pointed out. "But believe me, this witch is nothing but trouble. She has the ability to control people's minds with her magic. Not only that, but she can control their memories as well."
"She can control people's memories?", Scrooge responded.
"A very rare power for a witch yes," Vincent nodded. "She can show you your worst memories, or manipulate your best ones. We cannot fight her."
"Ok, so we need to find a way out of here then," Scrooge decided. "Do you know what this place is?"
"The Dark Corridor of Isis, the Egyptian Goddess of Knowledge and Wisdom," Vincent answered. "I've been here once before with my Mentor, it was my first ancient temple expedition."
"Egypt again," Scrooge sighed. "I've been here with the other kids as we explored the Tomb of Toth-Ra."
"There were many cults built on both Toth-Ra and Isis," Vincent nodded. "My foe, Rosina Evermore is a member of an Isis cult, since Isis isn't just a Goddess of Wisdom, but of Magic and Kinship bringing sisterhoods together in the name of their Goddess."
"Ok, so that's her origin," Scrooge nodded. "But what about the Magician's Hat, why was it in the Spanish ship, and how did she know we'd be there."
"She might not know," Vincent figured. "She might have escaped through her hat when looking for the Amulet of Quetzalcoatl. Heck, she probably already has the Amulet."
"If she has that amulet then she'll be able to extend her life," Scrooge figured. "If it lives up to it's legend anyways."
"We've spent too much time here talking," Vincent sighed. "We should get moving if we want to get out of here."
"Slow down Vincent," Scrooge halted Vincent. "We need to have a plan if your Witch decides to get the jump on us. Besides, I know a thing or two about annoying rivals, they always want more than just the item in front of them. That hat could have been her exit, but it might also have been your trap."
Vincent felt his anxiety rising again as flashes of all the times he fought her ran through his mind. Her laugh, the explosions he caused that nearly tore down this temple on top of them, him being forced to fight Madame Aurora. That was all just the first time he faced her. There were plenty of other times she was a nuisance to Vincent and the Shadow Syndicate when they had become Vincent's new allies.
"Vincent," Scrooge called out to him for the third time, causing Vincent's head to jolt in his direction. "What did she do to you lad?"
"She... It's not important," Vincent shook his head. "We have to get going."
"Mr. Elite didn't even have you this spooked," Scrooge pointed out. "And he has the powers of a Sun God."
"Yeah well, she has god powers as well with that amulet," Vincent pointed out. "Probably... Alright, I'll be honest. I wanted the amulet to get even with Mr. Elite. But now it's in the hands of someone who's even worse. Mr. Elite at least shows restraint to a degree, even against enemies. But Rosina doesn't know how to hold back. In fact, she thinks causing pain is funny in some sick twisted way."
"I like her less and less, the more you tell me about her," Scrooge shook his head. "Alright lad, we can go now. If you've been here before you can lead us the way out."
"If it was a trap she'll be expecting that," Vincent shook his head.
"Now that you've calmed down you're thinking like a pro adventurer again," Scrooge smiled. "So there's only one option then."
"Right," Vincent shook before letting out a long sigh. "We get the drop on her instead."
A female duck, age seventeen wearing red robes and had purple eyes walked down a hallway towards the ceremonial room where her sisters waited for her. Her sister's animal species were, a hyena, a jackal, a sand cat, and a gazelle.
"My coven sisters," the female duck spoke up. "Not only have I gained the everlasting life of Quetzalcoatl, but one of my greatest soldiers has fallen back into my hands. Upon this deceleration, I wish to be named coven leader in place of our dear mother."
Her sister whispered among each other and then the jackal spoke back to her. "The amulet you wear makes you strong, but because of our sister bond it gives us the same power. As for the boy, proof remains to be seen." the Jackal woman was ten years older then the duck girl and was insulted by her proposal.
"You don't want that boy," the hyena girl laughed. "He strayed from his original path and now he is hunted by the Enforcer of Order. He will only bring destruction to our coven." The Hyena girl was five years older then the duck girl. She remained indifferent.
"Well duh Hayley," the duck girl, Rosina, scoffed. "He's a destruction mage. There's nothing wrong with a little danger here and there. As for his pursuers, I remain unimpressed by the Shadow Syndicate. The bears were easy to control the last time I fought them and their whole group falls apart when the deer man, Mr. Elite, isn't around to hold their hands."
"She speaks truth," the mongoose girl nodded. "In terms of magical artifacts there is only three who remain a threat to us after the fall of Magica. The gypsy Madame Aurora, the magic slayer Phantom Blot, and Scrooge McDuck. Their respective acquaintances and allies are only nuisances in the face of our mighty sisterhood." The mongoose girl was two years younger than Rosina. She seemed to remain close to the jackal woman.
"All we do in these meetings is go over who's a threat and who's not a threat," the sand cat shook her head. "It's not that we bested any of these foes if you ask me. Magica was defeated by Scrooge, our dear mother was destroyed by Madame Aurora, and your little boy crush was bested by the Rabbit siblings Quinn and Britt. Even if you manipulate him again, it won't do any good for our coven."
"It'll bring back our mother's killer," Rosina pointed out. "Then we could take vengeance on the Gypsy. Besides, why are you lumping me in with the rest of you. I dove to the bottom of the ocean to get this amulet and I defeated two fully grown bears. I'd say I'm the most productive out of all of us."
"You mean the most reckless," the jackal woman responded.
The two of them glared at each other for a moment until Rosina shrugged. "Fine, I'll be back with Vincent. Our bond of the coven may protect you from my influence, but not his powers."
"Now your threatening me," the jackal woman scoffed.
"We all know I am a woman of action Jackie," Rosina smiled. "I don't make threats."