Neb: I do not own Ducktales. Vincent runs into Mr. Elite, plus we learn a little bit more about Mr. Elite. I am quite happy with how things are developing. I wasn't sure about an AU at first and figured I'd just keep Vincent out of the cannon Ducktales scenes. But now I'm happy I finally have him interacting with their story. Of course the Enforcers of Order won't be happy about it, but we will get there. Webby had learned why their organization was formed and we learned about the duck girl from the Enforcers of Order. I shed some light on Quinn's whole deal. Also Rosina and some of her sisters are still in town. The Duckburg Police are on high alert and on the watch for Vincent. Anyways I hope you enjoy the story.
"I'm not supposed to be here though," Cassandra groaned into her communicator. "Louie's Eleven is supposed to have you in it!"
"You owe me for not telling the others about you," Webby responded to her through comms. "Fenton told me that Vincent had gone missing, so now I've got to go locate him. Because he's "My" brother."
Cassandra rolled her eyes at that and lowered her head with a groan. She couldn't risk Webby telling her family about the old timeline or the Enforcers of Order. As far as they knew, Quinn was the only Enforcer and he was after those who stayed from their predetermined destiny. She didn't think Webby had it in her to use that information as blackmail. No, she should have realized this was the part of Webby's story when she'd change. After all she had just learned that her Grandmother kept secrets from her about how dark the world truly was. Plus the added adventures with Vincent had added more straight to the point villains among her enemies. Britt and Quinn especially given they have both sought out to murder Vincent.
"Are you listening to me?", Webby yelled into her comms causing Cassandra to wince.
"Yes, I understand," Cassandra assured. "I pretend to be you and cut the Elevator's power while Donald and his target are inside."
"Change the channel back to Louie, good luck Number 10 the Tactician," Webby responded.
She changed the channel on her comms and heard Louie going over the plan through it.
"Remember, you have to get the stage pass and get off," Louie instructed Donald. "Then our tenth member stops the elevator keeping Daisy on lock down and out of the way."
"Stupid Webby," Cassandra groaned in the elevator shaft. "Stupid party... here goes nothing."
Cassandra couldn't quite understand what Donald was saying through the comms, but Louie was able to make out 'I got it', from his conversation with Daisy.
"Alright, he's got it," Louie figured. "Webby, cut the elevator power."
Cassandra pulled her dagger from a portal and cut the wire the moment she reached the top of the elevator. Then the cord she was strapped to pulled her up the elevator instead. "I got it." After she had completed her mission she headed back through the elevator shaft and out through an air vent where she made her way into the party. "No, I shouldn't be here."
"Hey Webby," a teenage girl called out to her from the buffet table.
Cassandra for safe measure was dressed like Webby in case if anyone spotted her. "Oh great." She headed over to the table nervously. The girl was number eight the Insider, Jane.
"So how'd your part of the mission go?", Jane wondered.
"Good," Cassandra responded trying to mimic Webby's voice. She needed to say as few words as possible, because she wouldn't be able to hold that guise for long if she spoke in sentences.
"Your voice sounds different," Jane realized.
She guessed it didn't work. "I swallowed some dust in that elevator," Cassandra lied. She then grabbed some shrimp and started stuffing her face with it to avoid further conversation. But Jane just kept talking.
"Oh, pretty neat job otherwise," Jane admitted. "I mean, I wasn't sure about it at first, but I'm using the money for college. I don't want to be at Funzo's forever."
"Why not?", Cassandra blurted out with her mouth full. That was a stupid question, but keeping the conversation on Jane kept it off of her. Then suddenly a woman with a dagger of her own landed on the buffet and hovered above them. Then a lasso wrapped around the two of them binding them together.
"Ladies and gentlemen, your attention," a man in a suit, who was the house security spoke up. "This is a robbery."
Now Cassandra couldn't slip away even if she wanted to. She lowered her head and groaned as the man started laying out his demands to the host of the party. When they were dragged to the center of the room, they suddenly started hearing galloping. She looked up and saw the front doors bust open. A horseman with a stone head carved like Scrooge McDuck burst into the party. He charged at Graves only to be thrown across the room and knocked out immediately. That was weird, and unfortunately didn't work. So they all were stuck in the room for another hour. A lot happened in that time, like Mark Beaks showing up and a boy jumping on the stage to do bad yo yo tricks, but Cassandra wasn't really paying attention. She knew the boy was Louie's brother Dewey, he was number 5 the Specialist. The Man horse was number eleven the muscle meaning all members were accounted for. Hopefully Webby was having a better night then her looking for Vincent.
"Webby," Jane whispered causing her to look up. "Louie's here."
Louie started untying the hostages while Dewey distracted the robbers.
"Oh, convenient," Cassandra admitted.
Donald and Daisy burst into the room from the ceiling landing on the leader of the robbers. He then started screaming for his team to help him. But the other robbers were now locked in combat against the hostages.
Cassandra picked up a metal tray as she started defending herself against the hooded woman with a kunai knife. Cassandra remembered from her old life that she fought against Britt who used a similar weapon. Though the tray didn't hold up as the kunai knife stabbed straight through the metal tray.
"Nice Kunai," Cassandra had to admit.
"It was my mothers blade," the woman started a monologue. "It's the only clue I have to my parentage."
Cassandra used that moment to kick the biggest chair she could find at the hooded woman. It was a cheap trick, but it got the job done, since she couldn't use her powers at the moment.
"I gotta get out of Duckburg," Jane admitted to herself before running off.
Cassandra figured now was the time to do that as well. The bad guys were pretty much beaten, and she did do her job. She just hoped the timeline wasn't messed with too much. She headed out the front door the moment everyone's backs were turned.