Double Triangle Trouble
A Disney Duck Fanfic:
Instead of being purely based on one entity, this story takes background from Classic Donald Duck cartoons, Ducktales, and Darkwing Duck.
Stef With a F
Nightw2 (aka comickook)
Disclaimers: Disney owns most of these characters. Dumbella Duck's past as Bella Widgeon is mine, as are the characters of Melanie Widgeon, Ronnie and Lisa Mallard, and whomever else I mention in the future.
Author Notes: This story is a sequel to the stories "Back to the Nest" and "Extended Wings". Reading those stories prior this one would help; though you most likely could understand this story regardless.
Chapter 2: Oportunity for Crime
Brad Eugene Palmer AKA Nightw2 AKA Comickook
Steelbeak, the chief agent of F.O.W.L., was lounging about in a base swimming pool; the usually well dressed, metal-mouthed rooster now garbed in little more than stylish trunks and sunglasses. As he leaned across the side of the pool and gleamed flirtatiously at the poolside waitress, his waterproof wrist communicator sounded. "Awwww, man. Talk 'bout yer bad timing." the rooster groaned as he took brought the wrist communicator up to his face.
Suddenly, the all-too-familiar shadowy figures of F.O.W.L. High Command flashed onto the communicator's image receiver. "Agent Steelbeak, it has come to our attention that there will be an inventor's convention in Rio, which will bring many of the world's most brilliant gadgeteers all together in one place. Your mission will be to go to Rio and mastermind the kidnapping of those inventors. With so many great inventive minds under our control, F.O.W.L. will be almost invincible. However, the convention will unquestionably be well guarded, so only, you, our top agent, will have any real chance of pulling off the mission. To assure your success, we're assigning a dozen of our new Cyber-Egg-Men to assist you in your plans." the F.O.W.L. High Command member who resembled a duck with teeth commented.
"Gotcha, High Command. Youse 'r assign'n da right boid fer DIS capa. Steelbeak ova 'n out. Heh heh heh heh!" Steelbeak replied as he sipped on the beverage the poolside waitress just provided him and deactivated his wrist communicator.
"Dis is gonna ta be sweet. I mean, an all-expenses paid trip ta Rio 'n da fun of grabb'n a whole bunch'a eggheads out from unda da noses a' da inta'national authorities," the rooster cackled as he climbed out of the pool, finished his drink and started toweling off on his way to the men's changing room.
Meanwhile, in an undisclosed portion of Saint Canard, Negaduck sat down at the head of the table with Bushroot, the Liquidator, Quackerjack and Megavolt; the last of which had only just finished healing from the injuries he suffered from that explosion on the bridge more than a month ago; all taking their own seats. "Okay, now that dim-bulb's back up to full health, we can now head for Rio to pull off that big caper we've been planning for the last three weeks." Negaduck commented.
"You mean the theft of that giant supposedly mystic diamond that, according to legend, is said to grant ultimate knowledge, unlimited physical strength, absolute weather control and immortality to anybody who places said diamond in the pedestal of a certain ancient temple deep within the Brazilian rain forest at the light of dawn and stands in the light as reflected by said diamond; providing it's the light of dawn precisely three days from tomorrow when the diamond's magic is supposedly due to kick in for 30 seconds every 500 years?" Bushroot nervously asked.
"Quite correct and, as sheer luck would have it, that diamond is being kept in a museum not more than 30 miles from where that temple supposedly is. Admittedly, the diamond supposedly has a state-of the-art security system protecting it AND twenty miles of the 30 miles that happens to be the distance between the museum AND the temple is through thick Brazilian Rain Forest but, but neither of those factors should be much of a problem for US. As for any jungle animals we might come across, I think it's a pretty safe bet that the five of us have the talents and hardware between us to handle THOSE without too much trouble; same with the booby traps that temple will probably be loaded with. With the powers of ultimate knowledge, infinite strength, weather control AND immortality at my command, none will be able to stand against me; not even my do-gooder double. Heck, not even my do-gooder double AND all of his Justice Ducks teammates." Negaduck answered with his usual evil grin.
"Heeheeheehohohoho! Look out, Rio; It's PLAYTIIIIIIME!" Quackerjack said with a crazed laugh.
"Need a break from meddlesome Saint Canard heroes? Take a vacation in lovely Brazil. Multi-million dollar/supposedly magical diamond capers optional but highly recommended." the Liquidator said in his usual ad-speak.
"But what makes you so sure the diamond really IS magical? I mean it's not like anybody's ever found out from first hand experience; at least anybody who's willing to discuss the subject." Megavolt asked Negaduck.
"Call it a gut feeling, Megavolt. Somehow, I can just sense the truth in the legends... AND ALL OF YOU KNOW BETTER THAN TO QUESTION MY GUT FEELINGS! DON'T YOU!" Negaduck replied.
"Yes, boss, we do. We do know better that to question your gut feelings." all four of the other Fearsome Five members answered nervously.
Elsewhere, but at the same time, Taurus Bulba chuckled cruelly to himself as he finished the preparations he had been making ever since he overheard on the radio that the Mallard family won four adult tickets to Brazil the previous day. "You won't escape me that easily, Darkwing. Not after all the years we've clashed; all the upgrades I've had on my cybernetics and all the research I did to find out your civilian identity. I'm just going to have to travel to Brazil too and threaten your family THERE." Bulba said as his heel jets activated and he started off for Rio.
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