Neb: I do not own Ducktales. Alright, we've covered the individual stories of each of the duck kids and then some. Now we can move back to the story, goals for the Duck Kids, get Vincent's Memories back, get Vincent's Magic back. I don't really get feedback on this story, but you guys are still reading, so I must be doing something right. Anyways, let's see where we can get from here."
Vincent was finally starting to get use to being around people again. Webby, his supposed sister, had clarified how he came to this manor. Violet and Lena had clarified how he learned to tolerate being around other people. The boys had confirmed that his change in character hadn't happened over night. Huey had pointed out he was reckless, always charging into danger. Louie pointed out that he was stubborn and had bad luck. Dewey pointed out that he was distant and kept to himself. These were all traits that Vincent was more familiar with, because these were the traits he had learned from Madame Aurora. Yet Cassandra had revealed that there was a completely alternate form of Vincent. Cassandra before she left had declared she would no longer hunt Vincent. But, she warned him that other Enforcers of Order may come for him should he interfere in the Duck family's business.
"I can't stop them," Cassandra admitted in his flashback. "I'm sorry that you have to walk on eggshells now but..."
"I've been walking on eggshells since I became a mage, I should be fine," Vincent remembered himself responding. "Just stop trying to get rid of evidence of me. I'm trying to return to my former self, that's going to be tough if all traces of me are gone."
"It's not that simple," Cassandra explained. "You were never supposed to be in this house, every adventure you join them on is in direct violation of order. I wanted to stop you in secret, but now that you know, I can't protect you anymore."
"I'll protect him," Webby stood up. "If the Enforcers of Order make a move against Vincent, let me know."
"They have knowledge of this timeline," Cassandra shook her head. "They will wait until all of you are too busy to help him."
Vincent shook his head to get out of the flashback. Its not like he's in the mood to go on any of these adventures. Without his powers and without his memories, his experience, he won't be much help to them anyways. Vincent heard something out in the hallway and got out of bed to investigate. None of the other Duck kids were there, they went with Scrooge to deal with some world ending event. Something that apparently happened regularly. Webby, even though Vincent wouldn't respond back, was constantly updating him on his phone. That's something apparently she did with his older self, the sixteen year old Vincent. He looked at his phone and saw that they were fighting against a viking snake wrestler. "Ok, that's pretty cool," Vincent admitted before heading back in his room. "Maybe I do wish I could go on these adventures a little." He scrolled upwards through the texts to see what his older self would say to Webby. Their was a lot going back and forth. Updates about Violet's discoveries, asking Webby to meet up for sailing, Vincent fighting the beagles with Gizmoduck, and ideas on how to bring back Lena from the Shadow Realm. There was a ton of unsent messages during the Moon Invasion and the Shadow War, almost like Vincent couldn't get a signal during those times. That sound came from outside his room again, like someone was constantly knocking things over. "W-what?" Perhaps it was the boys' Uncle Donald, he seemed to be accident prone. Vincent was hesitant to go check it out, yet he decided he should. Outside of the ghost butler, he was the only line of defense back in the house. Donald was probably in his boat, and who knows where Della is. He headed back outside of his room once more, only to be grabbed and pulled away.
"Don't let her come for me," a gazelle girl cried.
"W-what? Who are you?!"
"No, quiet, Speak No Evil!"
Suddenly no sound was coming out of Vincent's mouth or around him.
"Sorry, so sorry," the gazelle girl shook her head. "I need your help, I don't want to her anymore."
Vincent remained quiet, not by his choice however. Vincent tapped the gazelle girl's shoulder as if signally her about something.
"Oh... oh, you may speak now," she commanded.
"Who are you? Are you a mage?"
"Witch," she corrected. "You probably don't remember me because of Rosina's power, I'm Gabby Gazing. I draw power from my coven, but I got separated from them because of her."
"Who?"
"Jackie," she sighed. "Jackie was our leader, but Hayley and I decided to follow Rosina instead. Now she wants to burn us alive."
"Good," Vincent shrugged. "The three of you took my memories from me."
"W-well... you're right, we shouldn't of done that," she admitted. "I might not be strong enough to undo what Rosina did to you, but you are." She held out a black bracelet to Vincent."
"Is this some kind of joke?", Vincent wondered.
"N-no, it's... it's your totem, the friendship bracelet."
Vincent remembered Lena was complaining about him losing that bracelet. At least that solved one problem, but what if this was a trap? "And how do I know that isn't a binding spell in disguise?"
"If I wanted you bound, I'd take your sight, voice, and hearing from you," Gabby assured. "I have no intentions of harming you, I just want your help."
"Why can't you do that to Jackie?"
"She's too strong," Gabby groaned. "Neither Rosina or my abilities works on Jackie. The only one of us who could put up a decent fight was Hayley with her levitation and telekinesis. Look, I understand your a skeptic, but I need your help."
Vincent backed away from her.
"See no evil."
She vanished before Vincent's eyes and then felt a hand grab his wrist. The witch emerged in front of him again and now he had the bracelet back on his wrist.
"See," Gabby smiled. "No binding spell, it's just a bracelet... it's not a totem is it? Oh my gosh, I risked coming here over a stupid bracelet."
Vincent stared at the bracelet hoping it would trigger a memory, but nothing came up. He sighed and then nodded. "I don't have my powers anyways, I was defeated by the Phantom Blot."
Gabby gasped as she backed away from Vincent. "T-the Phantom Blot is here?"
"He defeated the entire Shadow Syndicate by himself," Vincent nodded. "I'm sorry, but even with this bracelet, I'm useless right now. I don't even remember it's significance."
"Y-you used it to break from Rosina's control," Gabby remembered. "It triggered feelings within you that was significant enough."
Vincent looked at her and then sighed. "Again, without my memories the bracelet has no effect on me, without my powers I can't stop anyone. But if you wait a while, maybe Scrooge can stop Jackie."
"Oh I won't be here for that," a Jackal woman spoke up as she appeared before them. Chained beneath her was Rosina Evermore and the Hyena Hayley. By her sides was a sand cat girl and a mongoose girl.
"The rest of the Cult of Isis," Gabby groaned.
"Vincent Tailfeather," Jackie spoke up. "No need to fear, I've teamed up with Mr. Elite, so I won't be bothering you. You're his pray after all."
"No," Rosina growled from her chains. "He is my pray!"
Vincent glared daggers at her.
"Hand over Gabby and I will leave peacefully," Jackie demanded.
"Where's the butler?", Vincent wondered.
"I've put an anti spirit lock on this hallway," the mongoose girl explained in a quiet, timid voice.
"Separate we may be witches with individual abilities like you," Jackie continued. "But together we have as much power as Magica in her prime."
Gabby hid behind Vincent and cried. "I'm sorry for what I did, please don't let them take me."
"Yeah save us to," Hayley yelled.
"Don't touch Vincent Gabby," Rosina growled. "He's mine!"
Chains wrapped around Hayley and Rosina's mouths.
"Enough of this," Jackie shouted. "Hand her over."
It would be the logical thing to do. At least that's what Vincent thought. But, there was a more heroic side of Vincent that the other Duck children, Gizmoduck, and other family members remembered. Even if Vincent couldn't remember who he was, he was still the same guy who braved a storm and fought against so many powerful people in order to save others. "Rosina stole my memories, why should I give your cult anything?"
"Gabby helped her, boy," Jackie seethed. "Turn her in for her crimes at the very least, she will be properly dealt with."
"I... I'm sorry," Gabby pleaded again as she fell to her knees behind Vincent. "You might not have your power, but maybe you can draw from mine."
"The clock is ticking Tailfeather," Jackie snarled. "Give me a reason to blast you, destruction mage."
"This is it for me," Gabby whined. "He doesn't even have his powers."
Vincent looked back at her as she said this and then stared forwards at Jackie who created a green fireball in her hands. He looked at the friendship bracelet and then sighed.
"Have you made your decision?", Jackie wondered.
"I did," Vincent nodded. "Leave, this is Scrooge McDuck's mansion, not yours. I will not be handing her over."
Jackie grunted before throwing her fireball at Vincent.
Vincent grabbed Gabby and pulled her away as the two of them ran and dodged fireballs that were being chucked at them.
"Take the other two traitors away," Jackie ordered her loyal sisters. "I'll deal with Tailfeather!"
Rosina squirmed as she seethed under her bindings. The other witches vanished and Jackie grinned as green fire poured around her.
"I am an all powerful witch," Jackie yelled.
"Um ma'am," the mongoose girl spoke up.
"Molly, what are you still doing here?"
"I can't leave while there's a specter hanging around," the mongoose girl shook her head. "That would be unwise."
"Oh that's true," Jackie admitted. "Fine, you can stay, buy I am still an all powerful witch!"
Vincent and Gabby managed to make it into Scrooge McDuck's study. They grabbed Scrooge's desk and shoved it against the door.
"We're in the richest duck in the world's mansion," Gabby grinned. "I bet those doors are fireproof."
The door immediately incinerated as Jackie appeared from the smoke.
"You mean the world's cheapest duck," Vincent facepalmed. He looked around for weapons and saw an old flintlock rifle. "No, that's no good."
"See no evil," Gabby commanded.
"That won't work Gabby," Jackie shook her head. "There's no escaping your punishment. But before I deal with you, I believe there's a duck I need to roast, better bring him up to temperature!" She blasted fire at Vincent who rolled to the side dodging her attack and grabbed a rifle off the wall and aimed it at her. "An old musket really?"
It was a long shot, the gun wasn't loaded and Vincent wasn't familiar with what was needed to fire one of these rifles. But he knew there was still magic inside his remaining mage crystals. He loaded one of them inside the gun and aimed it at Jackie.
"Better make it count," Jackie grinned.
"Um... Jackie?", Molly spoke up. "The specter is starting to break my barrier."
"All I needed to hear Molly," Jackie responded as she created more green fire in her hand. "Tailfeather is cornered anyways."
The two of them blasted at each other. Vincent almost took the full blast, but Gabby grabbed him and pulled him away from the fire.
Molly did the same for Jackie, but instead she was the one who got hit in the shoulder.
"Molly," Jackie panicked.
"I can't hold him anymore," Molly whimpered.
Suddenly a dark fog filled Scrooge's study. "No soliciting," a dark eerie voice filled the room before Molly and Jackie were banished from the mansion. The smoke then moved towards Gabby.
"Wait," Vincent groaned as he got to his feet. "She saved me." When he said this the smoke begun to vanish.
"Very well," the ghost butler, Duckworth responded. "But you two are cleaning and organizing Mr. McDuck's study, and his hallways. Do you understand?"
"Fair," both of them responded. The dark smoke vanished and the two of them sighed in relief.
"Thank you," Gabby smiled. "I... I don't know what I would have done."
"Don't worry about it," Vincent smiled back as he started pushing what remained of the desk back to it's spot. "Just another day in Duckburg."