I wish to thank Kim McFarland for the use of her story line, which is intertwined with this story.

Friends Across the Dimensions

This is dedicated to Jade: Thanks for all the encouragement and Help.

Jellica stood back and examined the device she had just finished installing with Tanya's help. "Looks like that's got it," the feline said with a nod. "Now all I have to do is test it." She motioned for Tanya to stand back and as soon as the blonde duck was behind cover, the Guardian of Dimensional Limbo pressed a button and a swirling blue portal opened before her. Before Tanya could stop her, Jellica stepped through the portal and vanished only to reappear a few minutes later with a huge grin on her feline face.

Tanya smiled. "Thanks for everything, Jellica," stated the duck, holding out her hand. Jellica shook it and glanced up at the door as it opened to admit Canard with Wildwing beside him.

"Are you sure you don't want to be Team Captain again?" asked Wildwing, his face full of hope. He had been trying to convince Canard to take his formal position with the team for the past week but Canard had refused, preferring to return to Dimensional Limbo with Jellica to continue his life in her services.

Canard stopped and turned to face his friend. "Wildwing, you're a better Team Captain than I could ever be," he replied. "The team doesn't need me any more. They have you." A twinkle appeared in his dark eyes. "Besides, I might stop in every now and then to cover your tail feathers. You keep forgetting to do that." The two friends laughed and Canard put an arm around Wildwing's shoulders.

Jellica looked at the old friends approaching her. "Ready to go, Canard?" she inquired. "I'm sure Lucretia must be getting bored with no one but the B.R.A.W.N.s to talk to." Canard nodded and turned to face Wildwing.

"I stopped back on Puckworld and found your father," Canard announced, removing a gold chain from around his neck. "He and your mother are doing fine and he asked me to give this to you the next time I saw you. He said to say that it's been in the family for generations." He unhooked the chain and laid a heavy gold ring in Wildwing's hand. It was a simple ring with a large, ice blue crystal on top and an engraving inside.

"Thanks and if you see my parents again, tell them that I'll look after Dive and try to keep him out of trouble," stated Wildwing. They shook hands one last time as Jellica explained the controls of the dimensional gate to Tanya and then the Guardian of Dimensional Limbo and the ex-Team Captain of the Might Ducks vanished into a portal.

Wildwing removed his left glove and slid the ring on his finger before replacing the glove. Turning, he strolled out of the room while Tanya continued learning about the dimensional gate.

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Timidly, the Chameleon approached Dragaunus who had been fuming ever since the ducks had damaged the engines for a second time in as many weeks. "The back up engines are repaired and up to 50% power," he reported in a meek voice.

Dragaunus snarled in acknowledgment. He had been so close to defeating those blasted ducks when that accursed Guardian had destroyed most of the engines. If there was only a way to recharge the engines without the Ducks showing up to spoil everything, he thought. Suddenly, an idea occurred to him and he turned to face the cowering Chameleon. "Do we have enough power to open a dimensional gate?"

The Chameleon nodded. "One only," he replied. "Any more than that and we're out of power."

Dragaunus smiled. "Prepare the dimensional gate generator," he ordered. "We're going to have company." The shapeshifter nodded and walked over to the control panel. He entered the coordinates that Dragaunus said and activated the gate. The monitor flickered on as a whirling blue vortex appeared over downtown Anaheim and two figures dropped onto the pavement.

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An alarm rang through the Pond and the ducks skated to the center of the ice as Wildwing activated his communit, creating a link with Drake One.

"A portal has appeared over downtown," he announced. "We'd better investigate." They scrambled down to the Garage and transformed into their battle gear.

The Pond's red goal light flashed. The ice split apart, allowing the ramp bearing the Migrator to lift up.

"Set torque to maximum throttle!" barked Wildwing

Nosedive, in the driver's seat, pressed a button. "That's a roger!" he called. The Migrator backed up, fishtailed slightly, then started down the tunnel.

"Turbines to speed," Wildwing ordered.

Duke pushed a slider switch forward. "Turbines to full power," he answered. Outside, a billboard advertising "Duck Dogs at The Pond" tilted back, revealing the exit to their underground headquarters. The Migrator sped out of the hole and onto the street.

A few minutes later, the Migrator screeched to a halt just as a bolt of lightning scorched the asphalt in front of its tires. As the dust cleared to allow them to see, the ducks could only gape at the scene before their eyes. A red haired duck in a green and red costume danced around fighting a rat with a battery strapped to his back. The rat would fire bolts of blue lightning from his fingers while sparks jumped between the prongs of his hat and the duck dodged out of the way before landing a few solid punches or kicks in a fighting style that none of the ducks had ever seen before.

"What is going on here?" asked Tanya, frowning at her instruments. "That rat is a walking battery."

Duke smiled. "Maybe, but his opponent is even more gorgeous than DeCoy could ever hope to be," he remarked, gazing at the green clad duck.

Mallory glanced at Wildwing to find his eyes glowing red as he used the scanner in the Mask. "They're both genuine," he stated. "But the rat's packing a high voltage." The others nodded before spilling out onto the street and Wildwing fired an exploding puck between the two fighters. The duck cried out in surprise and the rat turned to glare at them.

"No one will stop me in my quest to free all the lightbulbs from their slavery!" cried the rat with an insane gaze in his eyes. "Especially, not you ducks!" He punctuated each word with a bolt of lightning at the ducks.

Suddenly, three familiar figures appeared and Siege wrapped his arms around the duck. As one, the Mighty Ducks moved in.

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When she got back, she was going to be in big trouble. Quiverwing was sure of it. Of coarse, that was if she survived long enough to get home.

It had started out as any other night in St. Canard. Launchpad had flown Quiverwing Quack and Darkwing Duck around the city in the ThunderQuack, waiting for a crime to be committed, and Darkwing droning on about good crimefighting techniques. After about an hour, the instruments had detected a massive energy surge in an abandoned warehouse and had arrived there in time to find Megavolt escaping with a new generator prototype.

Instead of Darkwing getting the drop on Megavolt, Quiverwing had been the one to surprise the supervillian and Megavolt attacked her. While they were fighting, a swirling blue vortex had appeared behind them and sucked them in before dumping them in this strange place.

"I'm gonna enjoy this," growled a deep voice behind her, snapping her thoughts to the present threat.

She strained against the muscular arms that were squeezing the air out of her lungs when she heard a battle cry and something hit the creature holding her, breaking its grasp. Quiverwing quickly squirmed out of the creature's arms and leaped out of the way of a fireball that came hurdling at her. Before she could climb to her feet, a duck in a type of white armor leaped in front of her and activated a blue forcefield, deflecting the laser bolts that came at them.

"Are you all right?" he asked, glancing over his shoulder at her. His voice was deep and powerful and a golden mask covered his face. Quiverwing nodded and rose to her feet, swinging her bow around into her hands.

"Who should I aim at?" she asked, pulling a boomerang arrow out of her quiver and a coil of rope.

"Go for the overgrown handbags," replied the masked duck, firing on the strange lizards with some type of hockey puck launcher built into his glove. Quiverwing cocked the boomerang arrow and released it in one smooth motion. The arrow flew out and wrapped the rope around the round brown lizard who was facing off with a red haired duck. Grinning, Quiverwing yanked on the rope, pulling the lizard off his feet.

Snarling, the lizard glanced around. "Grab the rat and let's get outta here!" he shouted, breaking the rope with a flex of his muscles. He reached out and scooped up Megavolt before touching something on his arm. The three lizards and Megavolt vanished in a strange green light and the five other ducks gathered around Quiverwing and the masked duck.

"Okay. Three questions," Quiverwing stated. "One, what just happened. Two, who are you, and three, where am I?" She gestured around her. "This is most definitely NOT St. Canard."

The masked duck motioned for the others to follow him into a strange vehicle parked close by. "All your questions will be answered," he announced, putting a hand on her shoulder. "But for now, you'd better come with us." Quiverwing nodded and climbed into the vehicle which from the inside, seemed like a high tech. troop carrier. Everyone had taken a seat

by a control panel of some kind and Quiverwing slid helplessly into an empty seat by the giant duck. Removing her quiver, she laid it beside her feet with her bow and gazed around the interior. Only in her wildest dreams had she ever envisioned any equipment so advanced, but this group used it with an ease that spoke of a familiarity with the technology.

"Why do you think Dragaunus would want to bring that walking battery here?" inquired the red haired duck as she typed away at her control panel.

"Probably to, y'know, recharge the Raptor's engines," replied the blond duck in the purple jumpsuit. "What better way to use a lot of energy undercover than let a being who is practically a living battery loose on Anaheim."

The red head waved her hand towards a screen in her control panel. "Well, I can't find them," she announced. "You'd think something packing that much voltage would be easy to detect."

"You won't find Megavolt with any kind of scanners," announced Quiverwing, fiddling with an armor piercing arrow from her quiver. "Believe me. I've tried. You basically have to wait for him to make the first move and then get him when the time is right." She noticed with a slight amusement that the vehicle had stopped and decided they must be at the ducks' headquarters.

The masked duck stood up, unfastening his seatbelt. "We can use all the help we can get, Miss..." he began as he turned to face her.

Quiverwing stood up and bowed. "Quiverwing Quack," she introduced. "Apprentice to Darkwing Duck." She slipped her quiver over her head and shoulder before scooping up her bow. "And I'm still waiting for my questions to be answered."

"I'm Wildwing, Team Captain of the Mighty Ducks," stated the masked duck. He gestured to the others as he named them. "This is Mallory, Tanya, Grin, Nosedive, and Duke L'Orange."

Mallory gazed at her curiously. "What's your story?" inquired Mallory as the group walked down the halls, moving deeper into the complex.

Quiverwing shrugged. "I was out with Darkwing and his sidekick, Launchpad," she began, "when our instruments in the ThunderQuack detected a strange power surge. Upon investigating, we discovered that Megavolt was trying to escape with a prototype generator. I managed to get the drop on him and during the battle, this blue vortex appeared and dropped both of us here." She smiled. "The rest you know. Now what's your story?"

"We're part of the Resistance on our home planet," explained Wildwing. "After we chased Dragaunus off of Puckworld, we followed him here where we have been preventing him from conquering this world for over a year."

"We've also been trying to capture him and the other Saurians so we could go home," added Mallory as they entered a large room.

Quiverwing moaned. "Dad's gonna kill me," she groaned, slapping her forehead and closing her eyes. "So I have to help you grab these Saurians as well as Megavolt to get home again?"

"No, Jellica managed to install a dimensional gate generator," announced Tanya, absently. "If someone talked to her, I think she could find your home dimension and send you home."

"And leave Megavolt here to add to your problems?" asked Quiverwing in disbelief. "Sorry. No dice. When I leave, I'm taking him with me." She flipped her red braid over her shoulder and planted her fists on her hips, daring anyone to contradict her.

Nosedive smiled. "Looks like we've got another Mallory on our hands," he remarked, crossing his arms.

Duke glanced between the two red heads and with a start, realized they could be twin sisters. This is gonna be interesting, he thought.

Quiverwing looked around the room with a gaze filled with wonder. "What exactly is this place?" she inquired. "Not even Darkwing has this advanced technology."

Nosedive smiled and calmly laid an arm across her shoulders. "It's simple, Girlie-Girl," he began. "This is-oof." The blond duck suddenly found himself on the floor trying to remember how to breathe. When he finally caught his breath, he glanced up at Quiverwing with a confused look on his face. She had her arms folded across her torso and was glaring down at him through her green mask.

"What happened?" asked Nosedive, slowly standing up.

Quiverwing leveled a finger at him. "Don't call me 'Girlie-girl'," she growled. "You don't want to see me mad." She turned to Duke. "Maybe you could answer my question," she stated in a calm manner.

Duke stared at her in disbelief before speaking. "This is our headquarters," he explained. "Our planet's technology is more advanced than this planet's."

Quiverwing nodded. "That would explain the interior of your vehicle," she said, absently as she removed her hat and slid it into her quiver. Suddenly, her stomach rumbled and she blushed.

"C'mon, I'll get you something to eat," offered Wildwing, gesturing for her to follow him out of the room.

Mallory folded her arms and glared at the two ducks as they left the room. Snarling, she turned and stormed out of the Rec. Room, brushing past Duke and leaving a startled group there.

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Wildwing smiled as he watched Quiverwing eat her food. When she talked, she used her hands and the more excited she became, the more she waved her hands. The one thing she enjoyed talking about were the various adventures she had gone on with Darkwing.

"Sounds like you had an adventurous childhood," he remarked after several stories.

She shrugged. "Well, when you're orphaned at nine and later adopted by a crimefighter who has an ego the size of a planet, life is never dull," Quiverwing said, gazing at Wildwing. "So what's your story?"

He sighed and stared at his hands that were clasped on the table. "Nothing so glamorous," he replied, his voice sad. "Almost two years ago, Dragaunus broke out of his Dimensional Limbo prison and conquered our world. Those who could, escaped to join the Resistance. Dive and I weren't so lucky. We were separated and bounced from labor camp to factory camp until one day we were both added to a chain gang on its way to the mines. Luckily, Canard grabbed us and wanted to draft me for the Resistance, but told Dive to get lost. I told him that if he wanted me, he had to take my brother as well. Took him a week to talk to me again. After we hit Dragaunus's Headquarters, we followed him through a dimensional gateway and ended up here where we've been for the past year trying to capture Dragaunus and the other Saurians."

Quiverwing frowned. "So where's Canard?" she asked.

He smiled. "Canard threw himself out of the Aerowing to save us from an electromagnetic worm and is now helping the Guardian of Dimensional Limbo," he stated. Quiverwing glanced at him to find his dark brown eyes riveted on her and met his gaze with her own until he looked away. "Sorry. It's just you look like someone I use to know."

She smiled and withdrew a small silver frame on a chain from her outfit. "Well, this is the guy in my life so don't think about asking me to stay with you," she stated, showing him a picture of a young gander with thick glasses. "Meet Honker. I've known him since I was nine and I made sure he didn't have a boring childhood." Quiverwing nodded at Wildwing. "Tell me about this girl you knew."

"I met her when I was thirteen," he said. "It was rather funny how we met. I was heading out to meet Canard when I saw her fighting three boys bigger than her and went over to help. Once the last of the boys hit the ice, she demanded I apologize to her brother and his friends for breaking up their practice session when I charged into the situation like a white knight. I apologized to her and we became friends. We never really knew each other's names, but she called me White Knight and I named her Firefly, because of her fiery temper."

"So what happened?" prompted Quiverwing.

Wildwing sighed. "Her father was transferred to another country," he said. "Before she left, she gave me her locket and we promised to find each other once we were old enough. But the Saurians came before I could keep that promise."

She finished her meal and he scooped up her dishes, placing them in the sink to be done later. "So she was a military kid?" inquired Quiverwing.

Wildwing's face grew distant as he thought. "I think it was his company that transferred him," he replied, with a shake of his head.

Before they could continue, Duke entered the kitchen. "Hey Wildwing, have you seen Mallory?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

Wildwing shook his head. "She hasn't been in here," he replied, his brown eyes suddenly troubled. "Duke, can you take care of Quiverwing for a

while?"

Duke smiled. "No problem," he said, smiling at Quiverwing. Wildwing nodded and walked out of the kitchen, his mind on other things.

Quiverwing folded her arms across her chest and studied Duke with a smirk. "So how long have you been a thief?" she asked, innocently.

"Wildwing tell you?" inquired Duke.

She shook her head. "No, your actions did," she replied. "Darkwing might be egotistical and a self-taught crime fighter, but he's a pretty good teacher. After all, we have to do some breaking and entering if we're gonna set a trap for a villain."

"Why don't you show me what you know and I'll try to improve your skills from there," offered Duke with a shrug. At her hesitation, he continued. "I'll have you know, I'm the best thief on Puckworld."

Quiverwing smiled. "When do we get started?" she asked as they left the kitchen.

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Siege escorted their guest onto the Bridge and wondered why Dragaunus needed this person. "Your visitor has arrived, Lord Dragaunus," he announced, shoving Megavolt forward.

Megavolt stumbled forwards a few feet before glaring back at Siege. "Maybe you'd like a few thousand volts slamming through that thick hide of yours," he threatened, sparks jumping between the prongs on his hat.

"SILENCE!" roared a powerful voice that made both of them cower. Megavolt looked up at Dragaunus and gulped. If Negaduck was terrifying, than Dragaunus was terror given life, he decided, trembling before the tall Saurian warlord. "You are Megavolt, the supervillian, are you not?" inquired Dragaunus, staring at Megavolt before him.

Megavolt managed to nod. "Yes sir," he squeaked.

"Good," Dragaunus said, smiling. "I have a job for you. A rather simple job actually that I think you will enjoy." Megavolt perked up and stopped trembling. "All you have to do is keep those blasted ducks running around in circles while I get the Raptor airborne."

Megavolt smiled and rubbed his hands together. "When do I get started?" he asked, electricity sparking on his hat and an insane gleam came to his eyes.

Dragaunus gestured to Siege and the burly Saurian grabbed Megavolt's arm. "HEY!" cried Megavolt as he was dragged out of the room. Siege tossed Megavolt onto the teleporter and the St. Canardian gazed around the room in rapt wonder.

"Amazing," he exclaimed as Siege began manipulating the controls. "A molecule deassembler and transmitter." With that, Megavolt vanished in a green light and Siege touched a button on his comm, teleporting him to the opposite side of Anaheim.

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Wildwing found Mallory in the Weight Room and quietly waited for her to finish pounding on the punching bag.

"I thought you would still be with Quiverwing," remarked Mallory, not turning around. She continued to punch the leather sack for a few more minutes before stopping to wipe the sweat out of her eyes.

Wildwing shook his head. "Duke's looking after her," he replied. "I was wondering about you." At that, she turned and looked at him curiously. "Well, you didn't like DeCoy from the start and I was wondering if you felt the same about Quiverwing."

"I'm not going to rip her hair out if that's what you mean," Mallory stated with a small smile.

"Then what was that about?" Wildwing inquired, gesturing to the swinging bag.

Mallory shrugged. "I had some extra energy left over from the fight," she lied as she brushed past him. Before either could say anything more, an alarm rang through the metal halls and they sprinted for the Ready Room. The other ducks were already there and Wildwing glanced at Tanya.

"Teleportation readings from two sides of Anaheim," announced Tanya, her fingers flying over the keyboard. "One's at a coal refinery and the other one is at Unbridled Technologies."

"Duke, Dive, Tanya. You three take the Migrator and head for Unbridled Technologies," ordered Wildwing as they headed for the elevator. "The rest of us will take the Aerowing to the coal refinery."

"Tanya, did either of those readings have a massive power surge accompanying them?" asked Quiverwing, strapping on her quiver.

Tanya frowned, never slowing her pace. "I think the refinery," she replied.

Quiverwing nodded. "Then I'm going with you," she stated, firmly. "I know how to take down Megavolt." Tanya glanced at Wildwing who nodded briefly before they split up. A few minutes later, the Aerowing soared into the sky followed briefly by the Migrator on the road as the two vehicles headed in opposite directions.

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The Aerowing landed in the parking lot and the four ducks piled out. Quiverwing glanced at the scorch marks along one wall before nodding. "He's here," she stated, cocking an arrow. Moving silently, Quiverwing approached the huge hole in the wall and launched her arrow into the rafters. Once the arrow had wrapped around an iron beam, she quickly scaled the rope and was swallowed by the dark shadows.

Mallory cocked her puck launcher and peered into the gloom. The sound of insane laughter reached her ears and she slowly began moving towards the source of the laughter with Grin and Wildwing following close behind her. When they had reached the center of the refinery, lights snapped on and they shielded their eyes against the blinding glare.

"Look what I found," chortled Megavolt, rubbing his hands together. "Say good-bye ducks!" He pointed his finger and a bolt of electricity shot out, melting the chain that held a coal car several feet above the ducks. With a groaning of metal, the car tipped over and dumped several tons of coal onto the ducks. Wildwing and Grin dodged in opposite directions, but Mallory didn't make it out from under it in time and was buried under the edge of the pile.

"Nice move, Sparky," came a new voice from the gloom.

Megavolt turned around to glare at the shadows. "Don't call me 'Sparky'!" he growled between clenched teeth.

Quiverwing laughed and a storm of arrows rained down on him, covering him in rubber cement and gluing him in place. Meanwhile, Wildwing was furiously digging Mallory out from under the coal and he finally found her hand. Gripping it, he pulled her out of the coal pile and she fell to her knees, coughing dust out of her lungs.

"Are you alright?" asked Wildwing, kneeling down next to Mallory.

She nodded and looked up at him. She was totally covered in black coal dust and the only color on her was her green eyes. "Nosedive is never going to let me live this down," she groaned, climbing to her feet.

A startled yelp caught their attention and the three ducks looked up in time to see Megavolt vanish in a green light. Quiverwing snarled and glared down at Wildwing. "I am really getting tired of that," she growled, tossing a rope down and sliding down to stand next to them.

Wildwing activated his communit. "Duke, come in," he called.

Duke's face appeared in the screen. "Wildwing, you okay?" asked Duke, concerned.

"We're fine," reassured Wildwing. "What about the situation there?"

"Siege managed to grab a new prototype engine," reported Duke. "He apparently knew right where it was, because we got here in time to watch him vanish."

"Right," replied the Team Captain. "We'll meet you back at the Pond." Duke nodded before severing the connection and Wildwing turned back to the others. "Let's get back before something else happens." As if on cue, a shimmering, ghostly form appeared in front of them and Quiverwing gasped while both Wildwing and Mallory aimed their puck launchers at the figure.

"Gosalyn? Are you there?" asked the figure in a throaty voice.

Quiverwing stepped in front of the specter. "I'm here, Morgana," she replied. "Let me guess. After I vanished, Dad contacted you. Right?"

Morgana nodded, a small smile on her beak. "He was almost out of his mind with concern," she stated. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," replied the archer. "Morgana, allow me to introduce Wildwing, Grin, and Mallory of the Mighty Ducks. They're nice enough to let me stay with them until I capture Megavolt and they've also offered me a way home."

Morgana smiled at the ducks. "It is a pleasure to meet you," she said, tilting her head to one side. "How do you plan on getting Quiverwing back to her home dimension?"

"We have a dimensional gate generator given to us by Jellica," stated Wildwing, gazing at Morgana.

Morgana's eyes widened with surprise. "Jellica? Guardian of Dimensional Limbo?" she asked. When Wildwing nodded, she nodded her head in understanding. "I will tell Darkwing that you are in excellent hands. Take care of yourself." With that, Morgana faded from sight and Wildwing turned his gaze to Quiverwing.

"Let's go," he said, turning for the Aerowing. Mallory tossed Quiverwing a glare before following Wildwing and Grin to the Aerowing. Sighing, Quiverwing brushed some coal dust from her leotard and boarded the plane.

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Arriving back at the Pond, the ducks assembled in the Ready Room and exchanged information. "...And then he vanished, taking the engine with him," finished Nosedive. "Buzz said that the engine wasn't finished yet so there's no telling what Dragaunus will do with it."

Wildwing sighed. "Obviously Megavolt was brought here to distract us while the Saurians run all over Anaheim gathering what they need to get the Raptor flying again," he growled. "As if we don't have enough problems."

Nosedive looked at Mallory and grinned wildly. She glared at him and raised her fist. "Say one word and I'll knock your beak off!" she threatened, shaking her fist in his face. Nosedive held his hands up with an expression on his face that seemed to say "Who me?" and Mallory turned away from him.

"Quiverwing, I have a few questions about what happened in the refinery," began Wildwing. She gazed at him and he continued. "Who was that woman that you were talking to?"

"Morgana McCawber," replied Quiverwing, with a shrug.

Mallory frowned. "How was she able to cross the dimensions?" she inquired. "She couldn't have used a dimensional gate generator since a portal didn't open up."

"Simple," stated the archer. "She's St. Canard's resident witch. I don't know of many things that she can't do." She set her quiver down and it tipped over, spilling arrows over the floor and two gas canisters. Quiverwing scooped her arrows back into the quiver before grabbing the gas canisters. "What are these doing in there?" she muttered, holding one in each hand.

"What exactly are those?" Duke inquired, folding his arms across his

chest.

Quiverwing smiled. "Gas canisters," she replied. "Darkwing uses them in his gas gun and to make his entrance. This is knock-out gas and the other one is the usual blue smoke."

Tanya peered at the canisters closely. "How can you tell the difference?" inquired the blond duck.

"The knock-out gas has a faint spiral on it," reported Quiverwing, pointing to a barely visible corkscrew design along the outside of the canister. "That way it can be launched farther. The other canister just has a smooth surface since it was made to explode at Darkwing's feet." At their confused looks, she slipped the one canister into her quiver. "Allow me to demonstrate," she replied before throwing a pellet to the ground and a bright flash temporarily blinded the ducks. When they could see again, Quiverwing had vanished.

Mallory's eye searched the room for the archer and she muttered under her breath. Suddenly, there was a whooshing sound and a cloud of dark blue smoke appeared in the middle of the room. Everyone drew their weapons and aimed them at the cloud just as it dissipated to reveal Quiverwing standing there, unconcerned that she had four puck launchers and a saber pointed at her.

"Sorry," she apologized. "Didn't realize you guys were so jumpy."

"If you guys don't mind, I'm going to get cleaned up," announced Mallory, walking towards the door with a wave. The others watched as she left and Quiverwing tilted her head to one side in a curious manner.

"There's something I've been meaning to ask you," stated Wildwing. "In the refinery, when Morgana first appeared, she called you 'Gosalyn'. Why?"

Quiverwing sighed and sprawled in one of the chairs. "Let's see how I can explain this," she said. "You don't announce your last names because if Dragaunus ever managed to get back to your world, he could use that information against your families. Right?" The other ducks nodded and she continued. "Gosalyn's my real name, but if the criminals that I fight ever discovered who I really was, they could hurt the ones I care about."

Wildwing smiled. "Somehow, I don't see Megavolt trying to terrorize your family," he stated.

"I'm not talking about Megavolt!" Quiverwing snapped, her eyes blazing with anger. "There are more vicious criminals in St. Canard that make Megavolt look like a preschool bully." She closed her eyes briefly as she got her temper under control. "Sorry. I've already lost one family to a crook and I don't want to loose my new family as well."

Tanya yawned before glancing at a nearby clock. "I'm going to bed," she announced. Grin and Nosedive left with her, heading for their rooms.

"So where am I going to sleep?" inquired Quiverwing, glancing at Wildwing and Duke.

"You can sleep in my quarters," offered Duke. "Somehow, I don't think Mallory's going to be too willing to let you share her quarters. Plus I can teach you a few things." Together, they headed out of the room and Wildwing was left alone. Reaching under his chestplate, he withdrew a golden locket and opened it up to expose a faded photograph. It was of a thirteen-year-old girl with her red hair pulled up into a ponytail and a mischievous twinkle in her green eyes. Unfortunately, long exposure to the polluted air after the Invasion had bleached the hair blond and the eyes a faded gray.

Where are you, my Firefly? he thought, sadly, as he gazed at the picture. Closing his eyes briefly, he tucked the locket back down under his armor and headed for his quarters.

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Mallory sighed and toweled her hair dry. It had taken her half a bar of soap and almost an entire bottle of shampoo, but she had finally gotten rid of the last bit of dust in her feathers. She hung the towel up and walked into her bedroom before crawling under her covers.

What's wrong with me? She thought, hugging her pillow close to her chest. Why am I acting mean towards Quiverwing? Unlike Lucretia, she's trustworthy and doesn't have the guys wrapped around one of her fingers.

"Simple," Mallory whispered, tears starting down her face. "Wildwing has found someone his own age that he can be with and he might leave me for her." She buried her face in her pillow as the tears streamed down her face. "Oh, White Knight. Why did I ever have to leave you?" Reaching out, she turned off her light before crying herself to sleep.

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Dragaunus smiled as final repairs were done to the Raptor's engines. Siege, the Chameleon and the Wraith helped the hunter drones while Megavolt huddled in one corner, hoping not to be noticed by Dragaunus.

"That's the last of the repairs, Lord Dragaunus," called Siege, turning away from the engine.

The Saurian Overlord nodded before settling his gaze on Megavolt. "Recharge the engines," he ordered. When Megavolt didn't move, Dragaunus glared at him. "Recharge the engines before I tear you apart with my bare hands!"

Megavolt nodded and rubbed his hands together before placing them on the correct spots on the Raptor's engines. A blue glow surrounded him and he shouted as thousands of watts slammed into his body from the engines. For a few seconds, Megavolt jerked around in mid-air and his skeleton was visible. Once the barrage ended, Megavolt dropped to the floor with smoke pouring out of his jumpsuit, and he blinked at his surroundings.

"The back-up generators are at full power," reported the Chameleon, glancing at the panel.

"How soon before the primary engines are functional?" asked Dragaunus, turning to face the shape shifter.

"The drones are installing that new engine, but they have to configure the Raptor's engine's to fit," explained the Chameleon. "Probably a couple of hours."

Dragaunus growled deep in his throat. "Then it looks like we're going to have to keep the ducks busy until then," he stated. He glanced at the still-smoking Megavolt and smiled. "Take our friend here and allow him to create havoc in Anaheim. He has served his purpose."

Siege grabbed Megavolt and dragged the rat through the corridors of the Raptor before shoving him outside. "You heard Lord Dragaunus," snarled the burly Saurian. "Go create havoc for a while." Turning, he entered the Raptor with the door sliding close behind him.

With one last terrified glanced at the Raptor, Megavolt turned and ran towards Anaheim.

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The next morning, the ducks were skating across the ice with Quiverwing sitting in the team box with her cape wrapped around her. She watched in fascination as the Mighty Ducks practiced, and noticed that they seemed different as they concentrated on their moves.

These guys could give the St. Canard hockey team a run for their money, Quiverwing mused with a smile. She was so busy watching the Ducks that she didn't notice Phil arriving with his phone out, making another business deal.

"...Sure, the ducks will be there," stated Phil, just before he caught sight of Quiverwing. "I'll call you back." With that, he slipped his phone in his coat pocket and approached the archer. "Talk about absolutely gorgeous," breathed Phil touching her shoulder.

Shouting, Quiverwing grabbed Phil's hand and flipped him over her shoulder before falling into a defensive position. She glared at the pudgy human as he climbed to his feet and warily backed up as he looked at her with a look of pure greed.

"Beautiful and a martial arts expert," he exclaimed. "I can make a fortune off of the pictures alone."

"I don't know who or what you are, but if you don't leave me alone, you'll wish that they used you as a puck instead," growled Quiverwing, her eyes blazing.

The ducks skated over and Duke shot Phil a withering glance. "Sorry 'bout that," he apologized to Quiverwing. "Meet Phil, our manager. Ignore him or threaten his life and he'll leave you alone."

"Next time, I'll do more than just throw you to the floor," threatened Quiverwing, shaking a gloved fist at the human as the ducks returned to practice.

Suddenly, the lights failed for a second before coming back on. "Looks like Megavolt's up to his old tricks again," remarked Quiverwing, strapping the quiver on her back before slipping her bow over her head.

"Wait, Quiverwing..." called Wildwing, but it was too late. The archer had vanished and he snarled. "To the Migrator!" barked Wildwing, already skating for the locker room. "She might need back-up." Mallory snarled as the rest of the team followed Wildwing to the Garage. Minutes later, the Migrator roared out of the hidden tunnel and headed for downtown Anaheim.

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Quiverwing shook her head as she watched Megavolt toss bolts of electricity into the panicked crowd around the theatre. She had arrived a few second ago thanks to a combination of rooftops and grappling hooks in time to see Megavolt unscrew the last lightbulb from the theater sign.

"Megavolt," she called. "Why don't you give up so we can both go home to St. Canard."

The villain spun around to glare at the green clad crimefighter standing there with an arrow cocked. "You won't stop me from freeing all of the lightbulbs from their slavery!" he cried, shooting bolts at her. With a strangled cry, Quiverwing threw herself to one side, dropping her bow as she rolled to her feet into a defensive position.

"Smooth move, butterfingers," she chided herself, dodging another barrage of electricity. Shouting, she launched herself at Megavolt, unaware that the Migrator had arrived and the ducks were gathered in the street watching the fight. Megavolt didn't dodge in time and Quiverwing managed to get a few solid hits in before being driven back by Megavolt's bolts.

As she rolled to her feet, Quiverwing spotted her bow on the edge of the sign had tried for it only to be forced back, her arrows rattling tauntingly. My arrows are as useless as Dad's gas gun without cartridges right now, she thought disgustedly. Suddenly, she remembered the gas cartridge in her quiver and began digging around for it as she dodged Megavolt's attacks.

"Got it!" she cried, triumphantly as she withdrew the cartridge. She grinned at Megavolt. "Hey, Sparky. Head's up!" With that, Quiverwing heaved the cartridge at Megavolt with all her strength. It landed at the supervillian's feet and exploded in a green cloud. Quiverwing drew back with her cape over her beak and motioned the ducks back as well. Megavolt looked around dazed before he collapsed to the floor, out cold. The archer waited for the last of the gas to dissipate before she withdrew a coil of rope from her quiver and calmly walked over to tie Megavolt securely. Once that was done, she lowered him to the sidewalk before sliding down the extra rope to the ground.

Wildwing stormed over to Quiverwing. "What's the big idea, running out without waiting for the rest of us?" he demanded. "What if the Saurians were here? You would have been outnumbered."

"I didn't know you cared," teased Quiverwing. Mallory snarled and stormed back to the Migrator. Wildwing was about to start after her when she burst out of the back of the Migrator on a duckcycle and headed back for the Pond.

Duke casually walked over to Wildwing. "I think you'd better talk to her before something irreversible happens," remarked the one-eyed duck before heading for the Migrator. Wildwing sighed and followed the rest of the ducks back to the Migrator.

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Wildwing tossed his armor on his bed as Nosedive watched from the nearby couch. "I'm tellin' ya, Bro. Mallory's not in any mood to talk right now," remarked Nosedive as Wildwing slipped a shirt on and tucked it into the waist of his jeans.

"It doesn't matter," replied Wildwing, starting for the door. He walked down the hall to Mallory's room and knocked on the door.

"Come in," called Mallory, her voice muffled by the steel. Wildwing entered her room and the second the door closed behind him, Nosedive crept out of his brother's room and crouched next to the door.

Duke and Quiverwing came around the corner and strolled over to stand next to Mallory's room. "Do I really want to know what you're doing here?" inquired Duke with a smile.

"Shh," hissed Nosedive. "I'm making sure everything works out between them." Duke crouched next to Nosedive with Quiverwing hovering over both of them.

Mallory glanced up as Wildwing entered her quarters before resuming her martial arts practice. Wildwing rested his hands on his hips as he approached her. "We have to talk," he stated, watching her.

"About what?" she asked innocently, stopping to look at him.

"Quiverwing," he replied. "More specifically, the way you've been acting around her." Mallory's eyes went hard and she turned her back on Wildwing, her arms across her chest. "What is your problem with her? She's nothing like Lucretia..."

"No she's not!" snapped Mallory, whirling around with her eyes blazing. "But the effect is the same!"

"What are you talking about?" he demanded, his temper beginning to rise.

She stalked over to him, tears starting down her face. "Seems to me whenever another female duck arrives, the IQ drops and the hormone level skyrockets!" she screamed, her face twisted with anger as she poked him in the chest.

"That might have been the case with Lucretia, but I don't see any problems with Quiverwing," Wildwing snarled, his dark eyes flashing as he clenched his fists.

Mallory laughed, a cruel sound that ended in a choked off sob. "Strange, all I've seen is problems!" she shrieked. "Duke and Dive fight over her; Phil wants to sign her to some contract; and you treat her like a long lost girlfriend!" By now, her face was soaked with tears and she could barely talk through her sobs.

"Now I understand!" cried Wildwing, triumphantly. "You're jealous!"

"Maybe I am!" she shouted, shoving him away. "But maybe if I wore the outfits they were almost in, I could get that kind of attention!" With that, she ripped off her chestplate and heaved it at Wildwing with all of her strength. He dodged it and it collided with the door, leaving a large dent when it fell to the floor. Wildwing raised his arms to protect his head as Mallory stripped off her armor and threw it at him. He slowly made his way through the barrage and grabbed Mallory's wrists as she was about to start on her bodysuit. Seconds later, he was on his back and Mallory backed off, not taking her eyes off of him as he slowly climbed to his feet. She hadn't meant to throw him to the floor, but when he had grabbed her wrists, her training took over.

Wildwing turned to look at Mallory. "Are you finished, or are you going to start throwing other things at me?" he asked in a calm voice. She nodded, her eyes large, and swallowed back her sobs. He held out his hand. "Can I have my locket back, please?"

Mallory looked down at her hands to discover a familiar gold locket in them with the chain tangled around her fingers. It must have come off when she flipped him, but there was something naggingly familiar about the decorations engraved on the surface. On a hunch, she flipped it over and gasped when she spotted the double M's carved into the back.

"White Knight," she whispered, her breath catching in her throat. She glanced up at Wildwing who was staring at her with a surprised look on his face. The locket slipped from nerveless fingers and she sank to her knees. "But how? I gave this to him seven years ago?" She glared at Wildwing accusingly. "How did you get this?"

"Firefly gave it to me before she left," he replied, defensively, approaching her. She began laughing and crying at the same time as she climbed to her feet.

She handed him the locket. "Here you go, White Knight," she announced. "And it looks like we kept our promise to find each other without realizing it."

Wildwing smiled and tilted her head up. "It's good to see you again, Firefly," he murmured, his dark eyes holding her green ones. "There's something you have to know, Mallory," he began. Fear crept into her eyes and she looked away. "Mallory McMallard, I don't care who else shows up here, you're the one who holds my heart."

Mallory looked at him, startled. "But why were you spending time with Quiverwing?" she asked. "And were so concerned about her?"

He shrugged. "Because she seemed like the only one here that was close enough to my age that I could talk to," he replied with a smile. "Besides, she's fun to be around. You should hear some of her stories. She's a great friend, but that all I see her as. A friend."

She smiled cautiously. "You sure?"

"Mallory," Wildwing raised an eyebrow, "I'm positive."

"In that case..." Mallory wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. "I have to confess, there hasn't been a time I wasn't thinking about you. I just wish I had realized who you were earlier."

"Better late than never," Wildwing murmured, sliding his arms around her waist and kissing her deeply.

"What's going on?" Duke whispered to Nosedive, whose head was still plastered against Mallory's door.

"Uh, let's just say everything's working out," the blond duck answered.

"Working out how?" Quiverwing put in, amused.

"Good," Nosedive told her, "but we're going to be in trouble if we don't get out of here now!" The three just managed to race around the nearest corner as Wildwing opened the door.

"Did you hear something?" Wildwing inquired, looking back at Mallory.

Her brow wrinkled "I thought I did, but I can't be sure," she replied.

He shrugged. "Oh well." Wildwing turned around in the doorway. "Now where were we? Getting reacquainted, as I remember."

Mallory laughed. "Actually, I was thinking about getting cleaned up," she lowered her eyes, "and I need some time to take all this in, Wildwing."

He reached out to run his fingers in her red hair once more. "Sure, Mallory. No rush," he soothed. "Now that we've found each other again, whatever you want out of our relationship is fine with me. If you want to talk, you know where to find me." With that, Wildwing turned and left, closing the door behind him.

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Megavolt sulked in side the cell those blasted do-gooders had stuck him in. He was desperately trying to think of a way to get back at them, or at least get free, when a figure clad in green appeared at the entrance.

"Don't worry, Sparky. Soon we'll both be back in St. Canard where we belong," Quiverwing said, smiling at the crazed supervillian.

"I told you...Don't...Call...Me...SPARKY!!!!" screamed Megavolt, releasing the last of his built up charge at the forcefield door. Quiverwing ducked to one side as the forcefield blew outwards, and before she could recover, Megavolt stunned her with a low level electricity bolt. He loomed over her and was about ready to end her career right them when footsteps echoed through the halls. Turning, Megavolt sprinted down the hallway and vanished around a corner as Duke raced over to Quiverwing.

"You okay? What happened?" he asked, crouching down to help her sit up.

Quiverwing nodded as the rest of the ducks arrived. "I'm fine," she announced. "As for what happened, Megavolt blew a fuse and then the forcefield."

"We have to stop him before he reaches the generator," announced Wildwing.

Tanya nodded. "If he overloads that, it could, y'know, wipe out most of Anaheim," she stated.

Quiverwing groaned as she climbed to her feet. "As if I didn't have enough problems," she muttered.

Wildwing glanced around at everyone. "Quiverwing, you and Mallory head towards the generator room," he ordered. "Tanya, Grin, head for the Garage. Duke, you and Dive are with me. We'll use the secret passages in the hopes of cutting him off. Keep your communits ready and alert the rest of the team the minute you spot him." Everyone nodded and split up in their assigned groups.

"So what kind of generator is it?" inquired Quiverwing, softly, as they crept through the halls.

Mallory shrugged. "A quantum fusion generator," she replied absently.

Silently, the two redheads slipped through the corridors with their weapons ready, until they finally came to a fortified door. Mallory opened it and they entered the room, glancing around as the door hissed shut behind them. Quiverwing stared at the generator with a look of shock on her face. "That's the generator?"

"Yep," replied Mallory, absently. Quiverwing shook her head in disbelief and they searched the Generator Room thoroughly before Mallory activated her communit. "This is Mallory. Megavolt's not in the Generator Room."

"Right," replied Wildwing. "I'm coming up on your position now. Lock the door and stay there. We can't afford Megavolt getting any where near the generator." Mallory walked over to the door and punched in a series of digits, before turning back to Quiverwing.

"Not much we can do right now, except wait," remarked Mallory, wryly. She slung her puck bazooka across her back and folded her arms across her chest.

Quiverwing stared at the other woman for a few minutes before breaking the silence. "Mallory, can I ask you something?" she inquired. Mallory nodded and the archer continued. "Think we can start over?"

Mallory smiled sheepishly. "I want to apologize for the way I treated you," she stated, rubbing the back of her neck. "I though you were going to take Wildwing away from me and..."

You were jealous of all the attention he was paying me," concluded Quiverwing, with a wave of her hand. "Consider it forgotten. Besides, I have a guy waiting for me to get home." She dug out the miniature picture frame and handed it to Mallory. "Meet Honker. Once I moved in next door, his dull childhood was over and..." She suddenly broke off and looked around. Mallory followed her gaze to the secret passage door and they aimed their weapons at it. It slowly opened to reveal Wildwing and Quiverwing breathed a sigh of relief as she lowered her bow.

"I don't think Megavolt's still in the Pond," remarked Wildwing. "No one's found him." He gazed at Quiverwing. "You know him best. Where would he go?"

"Are there any major power plants around here, aside from this generator?" Quiverwing asked, her mind racing. At the Puckworlders' confused looks, she continued. "Megavolt stores electricity in that battery he wears on his back, and he discharges it through his hands. He has to recharge that battery when he uses a lot of power. According to Darkwing, Megavolt has also tried to use a power plant to 'free' the lightbulbs from slavery."

Mallory smiled in sympathy. "And I though we dealt with some loonies," she remarked.

"At least ours don't come back to haunt us," remarked Wildwing. "So far, the only one besides Dragaunus that came back for an encore was that Dr. Droid character."

Quiverwing gazed at Wildwing and Mallory with a disappointed look on her face. "I think the only way we're gonna find Megavolt is to bring in Darkwing," she announced in an apologetic voice.

"What's wrong with that?" inquired Mallory, picking up the apologetic tone in the other woman's voice.

"Wait until after you see him in action," replied Quiverwing, rolling her eyes. "But right now, the big question is, how do we get Darkwing from St. Canard to here?"

Wildwing and Mallory exchanged amused glances. "That's not going to be a problem," replied Wildwing with a smile. "Let's get the others together and get this Darkwing Duck."

Together, after a futile search of the Pond revealed no trace of Megavolt, the seven ducks assembled in the Ready Room and Tanya connected Drake One to the communication's unit on Jellica's dimensional Limbo station. Seconds later, Jellica's face appeared on the screen and she smiled.

"Hey everyone," she greeted. "What can I do for you today?"

Wildwing gestured to Quiverwing. "Dragaunus brought a criminal from Quiverwing's world here and she was accidentally brought along," he explained. "Unfortunately, Megavolt has escaped and we need help from a Darkwing Duck to capture him again."

Jellica nodded. "I'll be there in a few minutes to recalibrate your generator," she announced before severing the connection.

Quiverwing gazed at the now-blank screen. "So that's the mysterious Jellica," she mused.

Just then, the familiar swirling blue vortex opened and Jellica stepped out, her tail swishing through the air. "So which dimension are you after?" she inquire, her ears twitching. "I need a few specifics to find it since there are thousands of dimensions out there."

"Well, let's see," began Quiverwing. "The good guys are Darkwing Duck, Steggmutt, Neptunia, Gizmoduck, and Morgana McCawber. Darkwing's my adoptive father and we live in St. Canard with Launchpad."

Jellica laughed. "I think I can find it," she stated, glancing at the Puckworlders. "Would one of you like to go with her?"

Quiverwing glanced at Mallory. "I wouldn't mind it if Mallory could come, just to back up my story," announced the archer. Mallory glanced at Wildwing who nodded and Jellica pushed a few buttons, opening a portal. Together, the three women walked through the portal and it closed behind them.

They seemed to tumble through the swirling blue and purple chaos before falling out onto a deserted bridge, and Quiverwing smiled as she gazed around. "Mallory, welcome to my hometown," she stated, heading for one of the bridge towers. "C'mon. Darkwing's this way." She pulled a grappling hook out of her quiver and launched it up to the window at the top of the tower. She easily scaled the rope with Mallory and Jellica following close behind, and once they reached the top, Quiverwing slipped into the window to stand on the ledge that ran along the inside.

"Where is everyone?" inquired Mallory, gazing around the hideout with a confused look on her face.

"Since the Ratcatcher's not here, Darkwing and Launchpad must be out on patrol," replied Quiverwing, climbing down to the ground floor. She spotted a form hunched over in one of the chairs and put a finger to her beak before silently approaching him. Quiverwing stood behind the chair and wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she lowered her head next to his. "Guess who?" Quiverwing whispered. Honker sat up and spun around, wrapping his arms around her waist.

"Gos, where have you been?" he cried, hugging her tightly. "Your dad was less than enthusiastic about what happened the other day."

Quiverwing laughed. "Honker, meet Mallory and Jellica, Guardian of Dimensional Limbo," she introduced. "Mallory's part of the Mighty Ducks who need Dad's help in capturing Megavolt, and Jellica's the one who gave m a lift home. So where's the Terror That Flaps?"

Honker shook his had. "Out scouring the city for crime," he stated. Quiverwing nodded and climbed up the ladder to Darkwing's computer. The other three followed her up and Honker crossed his arms when she started tapping on the keyboard. "Just what are you up to?"

"Getting Darkwing," Quiverwing said, mysteriously as she pressed one last key. "I give him five minutes to respond to the intruder alarm. What do you say Honker?"

"I say ten, since he was heading for the opposite side of St. Canard," countered the gander with a smile.

Mallory shook her head. "Do you guys do this often?" she asked in disbelief.

Quiverwing shook her head. "This is nothing," she said. "You should have seen us before I got to come along on the adventures." She laughed. "Now THAT was fun!"

"I am the Terror that Flaps in the Night!" boomed a voice as a cloud of blue smoke appeared. "I am the judge that throws away the key. I am Darkwiiiing Duck!" Instinctively, Mallory whipped out her puck launcher and fired at the cloud. When the smoke dissipated, Quiverwing began laughing. There stood Darkwing, tied up with a bolo puck and looking thoroughly disgusted by the turn of events.

"Sorry 'bout that," apologized Mallory, freeing the disgruntled crimefighter.

"Maybe that will teach you to tone down the ego some," Quiverwing called. Darkwing looked at her and rushed over, catching her in a fierce hug.

"Don't you ever vanish on me again, young lady," he scolded, stepping back to hold her at arm's length.

Quiverwing shrugged. "Trust me, I was less than thrilled to find myself in another dimension," she replied, gesturing to Mallory and Jellica. "Darkwing Duck, may I present Mallory of the Anaheim Mighty Ducks and Jellica, Guardian of Dimensional Limbo."

Mallory stepped forward and gazed down at the smaller duck. "Darkwing Duck, we have need of your services in our dimension," she stated in a brisk military tone. "The villain known as Megavolt is loose in Anaheim and my team mates and I need someone who has past experience with him."

Darkwing grinned. "Of coarse, you decided to call in the best there is," he stated, his thumbs hooked under his arms in a gesture of pride.

Mallory sighed and rolled her eyes. "What we need is for you to hunt down Megavolt while the rest of us concentrate on Dragaunus and the Saurians," she explained, trying to keep her temper in check. "We can't stop them from repairing their ship and taking over the Earth if we're continuously chasing after Megavolt."

Just then, a new duck arrived and glanced around. "Hey DW," he called. "Who are they?" Mallory glanced at the new arrival and tried hard not to laugh at his outfit. She had never seen anything like it outside of a history book. He was wearing a brown flight outfit with a scarf draped around his neck and a flight cap sat on his head with a lock of red hair

slipping out from underneath. Jellica noticed the look on Mallory's face and elbowed her in the ribs. Mallory shrugged slightly with a guilty look on her face before returning her gaze to the new arrival.

"Mallory, Jellica, meet Launchpad McQuack," announced Quiverwing with a smile. "He's been both older brother and uncle to me for the past ten years. Plus, he's the best pilot I know of." Launchpad blushed and smiled shyly at them.

Mallory and Jellica exchanged glances. "Why not?" inquired Mallory. "With Duke, they should be able to locate Megavolt and capture him while the rest of us deal with Dragaunus."

Darkwing snorted and crossed his arms. "I do not need any help in capturing a villain," he sniffed.

"Even when you don't know the city or where the villain is?" inquired Jellica, cocking her ears in amusement. Darkwing was about to answer when Jellica held up her hands. "As much as I like a good argument, now is not the time or place for it," she announced. "Get everything you'll need because we're going back to Anaheim in fifteen minutes."

Honker stepped over to Quiverwing and drew her off to one side, talking quietly to her for several minutes. Mallory couldn't here their conversation and didn't bother trying to get closer to eavesdrop. After a few minutes, Quiverwing hugged Honker and he sat down in the chair he originally occupied when they had arrived. He hit a statue sitting between the two chairs and it spun around. When it stopped, the gander was no longer there.

"What was that about?" inquired Mallory, her eyes wide with surprise.

Quiverwing shrugged. "Not everyone is lucky enough to have their headquarters under their home," explained the archer. "Those chairs get us from our home to here and back again without having to worry about traffic problems." She glanced over at Darkwing and Launchpad who had their heads close together, talking. "I just though of something. Dad and I usually use either our Ratcatchers or the ThunderQuack to get around. I don't think any of them will travel through the dimensions easily."

"I'll talk to Wildwing and see if you can't use our duckcycles," Mallory said. "They're built to carry two." Quiverwing nodded and walked over to tell Darkwing.

Fifteen minutes later, Darkwing and Quiverwing had gathered up their supplies and stood next to Launchpad. "We're ready," Quiverwing stated, looking at Jellica. The feline nodded and pressed a button on her communit. A swirling blue and lavender vortex appeared and Mallory calmly entered with the others a little bit behind her. They tumbled through the spinning colors before falling out of the open vortex into the city streets. Mallory, Jellica, and Quiverwing managed to twist around to land on their feet, but Darkwing and Launchpad ended up on their faces on the asphalt.

Mallory glanced around while the two ducks picked themselves off the ground with Darkwing muttering under his breath. "We're about half a mile from the Pond," she announced, swinging her puck bazooka off her back and into her hands. "If we start now, we should be able to make it there in about fifteen minutes."

Jellica smiled. "If you need my services again, just call," she stated before opening another portal. Mallory started for the Pond as the portal vanished into thin air and the St. Canardians rushed to catch up with the Puckworlder.

Suddenly, Mallory stopped and the others glanced around nervously. "Stay here," ordered the commando. "This shouldn't take long." Just then, Darkwing heard a high pitched woman's shriek and Mallory quickly slipped down the alley. Behind her, Darkwing, Launchpad, and Quiverwing followed at a respectable distance, and they saw her confront three thugs who had a woman pinned against the wall.

"How about picking on someone your own size?" Mallory challenged, her hands on her hips. She had slung her puck bazooka across her back and Darkwing quickly glanced up at Quiverwing before grabbing her wrist, preventing her from helping Mallory.

The thug with greasy hair leered at Mallory. "Look at what we got here boys," he called to his companions. "It's one of them Mighty Ducks." His one friend with a jagged scar across his cheek started backing away but the other one who was bald grabbed Scar's arm.

"We out number her three to one," Baldy announced. "We can easily take her."

Mallory fell into a defensive position. "Just try," she growled. Greasy Hair lunged at her with a knife drawn and she easily trapped his arm before throwing him against the wall. Scar decided to vacate the alley and took off running as Baldy fell into a stance of his own.

"You're not takin' me in, ya freak!" he snarled, throwing an upper cut that Mallory easily avoided.

She narrowed her eyes and spun around, kicking him in the head. Baldy's head snapped around and he collapsed to the ground, unconscious. Behind her, Greasy Hair was climbing to his feet and he whipped out a gun.

"That does it," he snarled. "No more Mr. Nice Guy." He aimed the gun at Mallory when he suddenly found his arms tied to his sides and he was yanked off his feet as the other ducks entered the alley.

Mallory smiled. "What took you so long?" she asked, bending down to tie Baldy's arms behind his back. Once that was done, she gestured to the St. Canardians to join them. "Wildwing, this is Darkwing Duck and Launchpad McQuack," she introduced, gesturing to the two new ducks.

Wildwing held out his hand. "I certainly hope you can help us," stated the Team Captain as Darkwing shook the offered hand.

Mallory tapped Wildwing on the shoulder and stood on her toes to whisper in his ear. "They need to use the duckcycles and I though Duke would be the best one to guide them around town," she explained.

He nodded and motioned Duke over. "Duke, you're going to help Darkwing and Quiverwing capture Megavolt," stated Wildwing. "You can use the duckcycles. We'll call if we get into trouble."

"Okay," replied Duke. He smiled at Quiverwing. "Ready to go hunt a lunatic down?" She laughed and together with Darkwing and Launchpad, they removed the duckcycles from the Migrator and climbed on.

"Let's Get Dangerous!" called Darkwing, gunning the engine of the duckcycle. With a roar, the two cycles took off down the road as Grin dumped the last of the thugs into the garbage bin before letting the lid drop back into place. Seconds later, the Migrator headed towards the Pond.

Suddenly, Tanya's control panel began spitting out information and Wildwing risked glancing back at her before returning his gaze to the road. "What's going on, Tanya?" he inquired, dreading the answer.

"There's a massive power surge coming from the hills East of Anaheim," she reported, her eyes scanning the information. "I've never seen readings like this before."

"Think it could be Dragaunus?" inquired Mallory. "I mean he does have that engine prototype. He could have modified the engine to fit in with the Raptor's engines, couldn't he?"

"Theoretically, it's possible," replied Tanya, frowning as she thought out the problem. She linked her panel to Drake One and started typing away as Wildwing turned down a street. "According to Drake One, the readings are five miles into the hills."

Wildwing nodded and began driving towards the hills as the others prepared for a confrontation with Dragaunus.

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Meanwhile, the two duckcycles raced through the streets of Anaheim, searching for Megavolt. They had already checked out several power plants, but had yet to get lucky. Duke glanced over at Darkwing when they stopped for a light.

"Are you sure that Megavolt's gonna head for a power plant?" asked the one-eyed duck. "I mean, he could be after somethin' else."

Darkwing looked at Duke. "Megavolt is crazy," explained Darkwing as if he was talking to a hatchling. "He only wants to free the lightbulbs of the world or end the career of a certain crimefighter."

"I seem to remember a couple of times when he's managed to put together a successful plan," mused Quiverwing. "There was that class reunion, and he did help with that energy monster." Darkwing glared at her and she put on her most innocent face.

"This isn't getting' us anywhere," Duke announced, holding up his hands to cut off further arguing. Before anyone could say another word, a large explosion rocked the city and the ducks looked up to see a large cloud of smoke rising in the distance. "C'mon," urged Duke, gunning the motor. He took off with Darkwing and Launchpad close behind. Quiverwing tightened her grip on Duke's waist as they took a corner at the high speed. They sped down several streets as they drew closer to the source of the explosion and finally stopped in front of a burning building.

"Megavolt was here," the masked crimefighter stated with a nod of his head. Duke glanced around at the fire trucks and groaned when he spotted Captain Klegghorn marching over to them with a furious look on his face.

"Just what do you think you're doin' here?" demanded the cop, glaring at the four ducks.

Duke smiled. "We're lookin' for someone," he replied, casually. "You didn't happen to see where the person who did that went, did ya?"

"If I find out that you ducks were involved with this in anyway, I'll lock you up for so long, your grandkids will still be in jail!" threatened Klegghorn.

"Excuse me, Citizen," interrupted Darkwing. "But we're on the trail of a dangerous criminal. If you would assist us in informing us which way he went, we will be more than happy to get out of your way so you can continue with your job."

Klegghorn threw daggers at Darkwing who remained perfectly calm. "Your friend went that way," snarled the cop, pointing towards the center of Anaheim. "If I find him before you do, I'd better not see you anywhere in the vicinity." With that, he turned and walked back to the smoking building.

"Unbelievable," muttered Duke, shaking his head. "We've saved the world who knows how many times and Klegghorn's still blaming us for everything that goes wrong in this town." He turned his duckcycle around and headed in the direction that Klegghorn pointed with Darkwing right beside him.

As they started down one street, the pavement suddenly exploded in front of them and Duke managed to avoid the smoking crater. Screeching to a halt, Darkwing gazed around at the surrounding building before spotting a yellow clad figure on the roof of a department store. "Up there," he called, pointing to the figure. "It's Megavolt!"

Duke jumped off the duckcycle pulling Quiverwing off with him as another bolt of electricity slammed into the ground next to him and he pulled his saber off his sleeve. Glancing around, he noticed that both Quiverwing and Darkwing had vanished, leaving him alone on the street with Launchpad.

Where'd they go?" demanded Duke, dodging another barrage of electricity.

Launchpad grinned. "To get the bad guy," he replied, starting for the building. Duke slipped down the alley and launched a grappling hook at the roof. He easily climbed up the rope and was climbing over the edge of the roof when a cloud of blue smoke appeared off to one side.

"I am the Terror that Flaps in the Night!" boomed a familiar voice. "I am the TV that blows during your favorite show. I am Darkwiiiing Duck!"

Megavolt laughed hysterically. "No, you're toast!" he cried, firing repeatedly into the cloud.

A deep mocking laughter echoed across the roof. "It's not that easy to get rid of Darkwing Duck," stated Darkwing, still hidden. Duke crouched down on a near by fire escape and watched. His eyes danced around the roof and he quickly spotted something dark fluttering in the shadows.

Suddenly, an arrow streaked out of the shadows and Megavolt melted it in mid-flight. While he was distracted, Darkwing leaped out of his hiding spot and launched himself at Megavolt. He planted his feet in Megavolt's back, sending the crazed villain stumbling across the roof. By the time Megavolt had regained his footing, Darkwing had whipped out a strange looking gun and pointed it at Megavolt.

"Suck gas, evil doer!" he snarled, pulling the trigger. There was a soft whump as a canister flew across the roof and landed at Megavolt's feet, spreading a yellow cloud over the villain. Megavolt coughed and waved his hands in front of his face.

"Now you're going to pay..ahhh!" cried Megavolt, scratching his body. He twisted around as he tried to scratch every part of his body at one and as he turned around, he met up with a double punch from both Darkwing and Quiverwing. Megavolt spun around like a puppet on a string before collapsing to the ground, out cold.

Duke climbed up and sat on the edge of the roof, clapping his hands. "Not bad," he admitted. "A bit showy for my taste, but not bad." Quiverwing pulled a length of rope out of her quiver and proceeded to bind Megavolt's hands and feet together.

"THIS time, he's not gonna get away," she promised, lowering the tied villain to the street next to the duckcycles. Together, the three ducks descended the fire escape and met up with Launchpad who came out of the store.

Suddenly, Duke's communit went off and he opened it. "Duke here," he announced.

"Duke, we need your help," called Nosedive over the sounds of the battle in the background. "We're.." Whatever else the young duck was going to say was lost in static. Duke snarled and closed his communit.

"What's wrong?" asked Quiverwing, her eyes filled with concern.

"Sounds like the team's in trouble," Duke stated, slinging a leg over the nearest duckcycle as he slipped on a helmet. "I gotta go help them."

Darkwing stepped forward. "Sounds like you could use some help," he suggested.

"These aren't your supervillian psychos like Megavolt over there," warned Duke. "If you want to come along, okay, but you'd better be able to hold your own in a firefight." The one-eyed duck gazed at Quiverwing. "Take Launchpad and Megavolt back to the Pond. This is one battle you don't want to be in, Sweetheart." With that, the two ducks roared off down the road with Duke following the homing beacon in the other ducks' communits.

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Wildwing had followed the reading until they arrived at the top of a hill. Tanya double-checked her instruments. "This is the source of the power surge," she announced as the ducks piled out of the Migrator.

"Let's just see what's here," remarked Wildwing, touching the sides of the Mask. Instantly, the landscape turned shades of red as the scanner activated and suddenly, a clump of trees morphed into the Raptor. Before he could announce his discovery, the Raptor dropped its cloaking shield and opened fire on the ducks. They dove for what shelter they could find and were pinned down as drones appeared around the base of the huge red ship, moving between the ducks and the Migrator.

Mallory snarled and ducked after another failed attempt to try for a shot at the drones or the Raptor. "We're trapped here and Dragaunus can pick us off one by one unless we can either move or take out the Raptor," she shouted over the noise.

"I agree," called Wildwing, glancing around at the other ducks. "If you have an idea, let's hear it." Grin and Tanya just looked at him while Nosedive risked a look out from around the rocks they were hiding behind.

"Since we're cut off from the Migrator and pinned down, I say we call in Duke," the young duck said. Wildwing nodded and Nosedive activated his communit.

"Duke here," came the ex-thief's voice.

"Duke, we need your help," Nosedive shouted, desperate to be heard over the battle. "We're.." What ever else he was going to say was cut off by a squeal of static. "Wonderful. We're being jammed, Big Bro."

Wildwing nodded, his eyes narrowing with frustration. "Here's the plan," he stated, glancing at each of them. "I'll draw as much of their fire as I can and you get rid of those drones as you make your way to the Migrator. I'll try to join you." Mallory opened her beak to protest when Wildwing glared at her and she shut it with a snap.

"Hey, Bro," began Nosedive softly. Wildwing glanced at him and Nosedive smiled. "See ya on the blue line." Wildwing nodded and dashed out from behind the Ducks' cover, firing at the drones and the Raptor. He managed to destroy some of the drones and heard the others race for the Migrator, the air crackling with volleys from both sides.

The masked duck managed to activate his ice shield in time to deflect a blast from the Raptor. Unfortunately, the bolt destroyed the ice shield and communit on the other side of the gauntlet. Wildwing swore as the shorted circuitry sparked and he caught a blast from a lucky drone in the chest. As he fell backwards, he dimly heard someone call his name but he couldn't let that distract him now.

I gotta buy them more time, Wildwing thought, rolling to his feet and firing on the drones. Several robots exploded under the duck's onslaught, but for every drone that was destroyed, two more appeared to take its place.

Under the noise of the battle, Wildwing heard a soft rumble that was strangely familiar, but it wasn't until he noticed both an increase in the noise and the large clouds of smoke coming from the Raptor that he managed to identify the sound. The Raptor was taking off! He sprinted towards the ship and blasted open the doors. He ignored the drones because one thought echoed through Wildwing's mind: He had to stop the Raptor from taking off!

He was dimly aware of someone behind him but didn't pay it any attention until a hand grabbed his arm and yanked him into an empty room. Before he could protest, another hand clamped over his beak and he looked over his shoulder to find Duke standing there with Darkwing.

All the tension drained out of his muscles and Duke released him. "Boy am I glad to see you," breathed Wildwing, before turning serious. "We have to stop the Raptor from lifting off."

"Okay, but I lead," requested Duke. Wildwing nodded and Darkwing glanced at the two ducks curiously.

"Why you?" demanded the smaller duck, crossing his arms.

Duke flashed him a smile. "This use to be my old line of work," he replied casually. He stuck his head out the door and glanced around before motioning the other two to follow him. Down the halls they moved as fast as they dared, risking silence for speed, but they had gone only a few meters when Duke stopped and whirled around to face Darkwing, his sword out.

"Either stop talkin' to yourself or I'll silence ya myself!" hissed the one-eyed duck. Darkwing gulped, his eyes as big as saucers, and nodded before the odd trio started again. Several minutes later, they had reached the cargo bay.

"Man is THIS place familiar," muttered Wildwing, glancing around nervously. He suddenly remembered something. "Duke, both my ice shield and communit are shorted out."

Duke nodded absently as they stealthily moved across the open area. "Then we do this the hard way," he said.

When they were halfway across the cargo bay and out in the middle of the floor, a squad of drones appeared out of a tunnel and opened fire. Darkwing let out a startled yelp before he dove for cover behind Wildwing. Swearing, Wildwing fired on the drones as he tried desperately to find cover only to discover that the closest cover was a good hundred feet away.

"Darkwing! Help us!" barked Wildwing, intercepting two more bolts on his armor. "We can't keep this up forever!" A cloud of dark blue smoke enveloped the drones and Darkwing charged them. He vanished into the smoke and there were several sounds of metal hitting metal and explosions. When the smoke finally cleared, the drones were in a scrap pile and Darkwing was standing on the top.

Wildwing and Duke rushed past. "Move, Darkwing! We don't have long before the Raptor lifts off!" barked the Team Captain, heading towards a passageway.

"No one appreciates me anymore," sighed Darkwing as he took off after the Puckworlders. When he finally caught up to them, they were in a large room and Wildwing nodded at a device that looked out of place in the massive structure.

"That's gotta be the stolen engine," he remarked, gazing around the room. "Any ideas on how to shut it down?"

Duke held his saber out. "Just one," he replied before swinging his sword at the engine. There was a horrible explosion that rocked the entire ship and Wildwing glanced around nervously.

"Time to hit the showers!" the masked duck called. "Let's move!" The trio raced down the hallways when Wildwing scooped up Darkwing under one arm and activated his jetblades. Duke was just a few seconds behind him and they skated for the exit as if Dragaunus himself were after them.

Once they reached the door to the outside, Duke opened it to discover that they were hundreds of feet above Anaheim. "Anyone got a parachute or a jetpack handy?" he inquired as Wildwing and Darkwing glanced out the door. There was another explosion and smoke began pouring out of the main thrusters as the massive warship began its descent to the earth.

"I can use my cape like a parachute," stated Darkwing. "Done it before. All we gotta do is jump and you grab my legs." The two Puckworlders exchanged startled glances before shrugging.

"I've enjoyed my life," Duke said with a cocky smile. Wildwing rolled his eyes and nodded to Darkwing. The smaller duck took a deep breath before leaping out of the smoking ship with Wildwing and Duke leaping after him and wrapping their arms around Darkwing's legs. The masked crimefighter grabbed the edges of his cape and it instantly billowed out, slowing their descent.

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When the first explosion ripped through the Raptor, Dragaunus whirled around to glare at Siege. "What's happening?" he demanded, his temper barely under control.

"Somehow that engine from Unbridled Tech has blown," explained Siege as he desperately tried to wrestle with the unwilling controls. "It's taken the main thrusters with it. We're going down!"

Dragaunus snarled and knocked Siege away from the controls as he punched a few buttons, activating the auxiliary power and brought the Raptor in for a less than smooth landing in a deserted part of the city. He stabbed another button and activated the cloaking device. From the outside, the Raptor shrank and warped into a toy store with a sign in the window reading "Beanies Sold Out".

Dragaunus didn't move from his place at the controls for several tense minutes and when he finally turned around to look at the other Saurians, his eyes were glowing yellow and thick smoke was pouring out of his nose.

"Those miserable mallards are behind this and I will make them pay," he vowed, clenching his fists. "I promise you this!" The Wraith, Siege and Chameleon quickly vanished from Dragaunus's sight before he decided to vent his fury on them.

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Meanwhile, Darkwing was straining to keep his cape from flying out of his tightly clenched ands and dropping the three to their deaths. He shook his head. What am I thinking? He demanded, silently. Of coarse the Magnificent Masked Mallard can do this simple task. Darkwing was so caught up in his thoughts that he failed to see the tree that they were gliding right for until after they crashed into it.

"Anyone hurt?" inquired Wildwing, swinging around to sit on the closest limb.

Duke shook his head. "Not one of my more favorite exits, that's for sure," he replied. "Darkwing, you still with us?"

"Unfortunately," groaned the St. Canardian. "I thought Launchpad had to be flying for a crash to happen."

Wildwing and Duke exchanged confused glances before Wildwing shook his head. "I'm not gonna ask," he said, climbing down from the tree. "Duke, can you contact the others?"

"I don't think that gonna be necessary," replied the one-eyed duck as the Migrator roared up to the trio.

Mallory leaned out the door and smiled at them. "Need a lift?" she inquired.

Wildwing grinned. "What took you so long?" he teased, climbing aboard the Migrator. He glanced around and his face turned serious. "Anyone hurt?"

"Nah. But we managed to pick up the duckcycle," replied Nosedive, glancing up from where he was sitting.

Darkwing strutted forward. "As much as I would love to hang around and chat with you, I have a criminal to shove behind bars," he stated. "So if you could get me home, it would be appreciated."

"Not to mention Quiverwing and Launchpad are back at the Pond waiting for a ride home," remarked Duke, strapping himself in as Wildwing slipped behind the controls of the Migrator.

Wildwing smiled and turned the Migrator towards Anaheim, driving for the Pond.

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The entire team assembled in the Ready Room to see the St. Canardians off. Mallory approached Quiverwing and held out her hand. "It was nice knowing you," stated the Puckworlder. "Even for a little while."

Quiverwing shook Mallory's hand. "Nice knowing you too," she replied. "You'd better take care of him or I just might come back for him."

"Over my dead body," Mallory playfully growled. They laughed and Quiverwing joined Darkwing and Launchpad who were holding a still dazed Megavolt. Tanya activated the dimensional gate and a swirling portal opened. With a wave, the St. Canardians entered the vortex, which closed behind them.

"Boy am I glad that little adventure is over with," stated Duke, stretching his arms over his head.

Just then, Phil walked in, muttering to himself as he scribbled on a sheet of paper. He looked up at the ducks with a startled look on his face. "What happened to that gorgeous duck?" he asked, his voice desperate.

"Sorry, Phil. She went home," Mallory said sweetly, patting the chubby man on the cheek as she walked out of the room. The other ducks followed her out and as the door closed behind them, they could hear Phil's voice. "NO!! Not another one!"

Mallory and Wildwing glanced at each other and she slid her hand into his as they strolled down the hall, leaving the others behind.

The End.