The Chronicles of Emilie Duckman-Part 1

A Trip To New York

Emilie couldn't believe it.It had been so long since she was in New York, and thanks to Gladstone winning those two tickets to the Darkwing Duck convention,she was here.
"Ohhh!Let's take the subway!"said Emilie in delight while dragging Gladstone to the subway station.Emilie bounced up, and down on the balls of her feet.
"So we're taking the subway to the hotel?"said Gladstone referring to the hotel that was part of the prize, and naturally already paid for.
"Nope."said Emilie as they got on the subway. "We're going to visit Carl's house for clues."
"Emilie.This trip was to help you relax, and calm down.Going to your missing brother's house won't do that."
"But Gladdy,I'm worried.After our parents' death I took care of my younger siblings,raised them.Can you blame me for being worried?"
"Well,no.But I also don't want you stressed out to the point of unhealthiness."
"Awww...Thanks."said Emilie kissing Gladstone on the cheek.Gladstone smiled.
"You know, I was expecting a crime to happen by now."Gladstone said.
"New York isn't as crime infested as crime shows want you to believe."
"Clearly."answered Gladstone.It was a while until the subway stopped at their destination.
"Birdyloon!"said Emilie when she got off.
"I can't believe your brothers still live in Birdyloon."said Gladstone. "But why aren't we also checking on Bill, and Joe?"
"I already did. I called their homes.Their friends,co-workers,everyone associated with them.Nobody seen them."
"Why didn't you do that with Carl?"
"I did.But someone said the last time he was gone for an extended amount of time was when he was on vacation."
"So?"
"Taxi!"yelled Emilie suddenly.
"Huh. I was so invested in our conversation that I didn't notice where we were."said Gladstone.
"We can take a taxi to Carl's place."said Emilie as a taxi pulled up.
"Where to?"asked the taxi driver when the couple got in.
"The Park Slope area."said Emilie.
"You got it ma'am."said the taxi driver.
"Isn't that far away?"asked Gladstone.
"Don't worry. I got it."said Emilie.Gladstone felt uncomfortable.He felt like he was being judged by the taxi driver for not paying for himself.Plus,Emilie knew what to expect from New York.Gladstone was used to getting everything for free. He didn't carry money.
"We're here."said the taxi driver finally.
"Seriously?It usually takes longer."said Emilie.
"There wasn't much traffic."explained the taxi driver. "That'll be 23.13."
"Of course."said Emilie paying the taxi driver before getting out with Gladstone.Emilie looked around.
"You homesick?"asked Gladstone.
"A bit."admitted Emilie grabbing Gladstone's hand. "It's not that Duckburg's boring.It's just that there's really no place like the place you grew up,you know?"
"I guess."said Gladstone.After his parents died he was adopted by Scrooge's sister Matilda.,who jumped from business venture to business venture, and in between them,stayed at her parents.But he didn't mention it.
"We're here!"said Emilie.Gladstone didn't even notice.He suppose it was because he was lost in his thoughts.
"There's a lot of mail here."acknowledged Gladstone.Perhaps Emilie had a reason to worry.
"Bill,bill,bill,bill,junk,junk,junk,bill,bill,junk-"said Emilie looking though her brother's mail.
"What are you doing?"
"Looking for clues."
"People normally send e-mails, and text messages nowadays."
"Ah-ha!"said Emilie,holding up an envelope. "This letter is from someone named 'Virginia Priscilla'!".Emilie opened the letter.
"Uh-"said Gladstone.
"Wow,this is ranchty."said Emilie.
"Ma'am,it's a crime to read other people's mail."said a mail carrier who suddenly arrived.
"So's jaywalking but I don't see anybody enforcing that law." Emilie counter argued.
"Ma'am,you can't read other people's mail."
"Don't you have other mail related crimes to prevent?"asked Emilie. "Like packages being stolen?" The mail carrier walked off.
"Wow.Who'd thought my luck could of been useful in a crime?"said Gladstone.
"I actually think she had more mail to deliver,darling."said Emilie.Gladstone shrugged his shoulders.
"Let's get to the hotel.The Darkwing Duck Convention starts in a few hours."said Gladstone.
"Ooo...You're right."said Emilie looking at her watch. "Let's go!"

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"Okay."said Emilie when they got back to their suite at the Milton Hotel. "I've got money to buy food, and things I don't need, but will buy then tell my future grandchildren about only for them not to care."
"It's amazing that you can be happy, and pessimistic at the same time."said Gladstone. "Besides,you know that Swann's Ice Cream Parlor is paying for everything right?"
"I don't want to spend all the money they gave us."explained Emilie. "I can't wait to get Michael Bell's autograph."
"Who?"
"Michael Bell.The guy who played my favorite villain.Quackerjack.Darkwing's most dangerous toy based villain."
"How many toy based villains did Darkwing have?"
"Only Quackerjack."
"Then how can Quackerjack be 'Darkwing's most dangerous toy based villain'?"
"You can ask Darkwing when we get there."said Emilie as the couple went towards the door.When they got into the hallway a poof of red smoke appeared.
"I am the most fiendish terror that flaps in the darkest night" said a voice.It sounded familiar to Emilie,yet not so familiar to her. "I am the skunk that pollutes your night. I am NegaDuck!"Suddenly Emilie was kicked in the stomach, and knocked unconscious.
"Emilie?Emilie?"said Gladstone.He couldn't see though the red smoke, but heard her grunt in pain, and possibly fall. The smoke cleared.She wasn't there.But who was there was Scrooge's driver/pilot Launchpad, and his friend?boyfriend?

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Emilie regained consciousness.She didn't know where she was, but she knew it was smelly.And wet?
"Good.Your awake."said a voice. The same voice from last time.
"Your voice sounds familiar."Emilie said.
"It should."said the voice as its owner came into Emilie's eyesight.It belonged to an old man,wearing yellow and red, and had a crazed blue and green swirl in his eyes.
"I'm sorry. I don't know who you are."
"Seriously?People thought I died at what was McDuck Studios."
"Jim?Jim Starling?Is that you?" Emilie asked.
"Yes-" began Jim.
"Jim Starling you gonif! you shemendrik! You know how many people thought you were dead!"screamed Emilie at top of her lungs. "I sat shivah for you,you shclump!"Jim slapped her.
"I won't be doing this if you hadn't convinced Scrooge to tear down the studio!"
"I tried to tell him not to because I thought you died!"
"Liar!"Jim yelled back at her. "I would kill you here,and now if I didn't need you for bait."
"What?"said Emilie,her blood running cold.
"I kidnapped you not only as revenge for destroying the McDuck Studios,but to lure that fake,that fraud-Drake Mallard- here to destroy him."
"Um-okay."said Emilie.Why Jim Starling was after Drake Mallard she didn't know,and she felt it was safer to not ask.Suddenly a poof of purple smoke appeared.
"I am the terror that flaps in the night."said a new voice.Emilie suddenly saw Gladstone, and Launchpad appear next to her.
"I am the special news bulletin that interrupts your show."continued the voice. "I am Darkwing Duck!"
"Uh."said Emilie as Gladstone, and Launchpad continued to untie her.
"You are dead!" yelled Jim at Darkwing Duck.
"So,Darkwing's Drake Mallard?"said Emilie.
"Yup."responded Launchpad.
"Are you alright?"asked Gladstone.He felt that she was too calm for someone who was kidnapped by a crazed madman, and taken into the sewers.
"Now that your here,yeah."said Emilie.
"Gee,thanks."said Launchpad.
"Not you!You yutz!"yelled Emilie resulting in a loud, and ominous sound to echo throughout the sewers.
"What was that?"asked Darkwing as he, and Jim stopped their fight.
"Emilie,is it true that there's alligators in the New York sewers?"asked Gladstone.
"Well,it's never been proven,or disproven."said Emilie.Suddenly a pair of glowing eyes appeared. "Never mind!"
"What's an alligator doing here?"asked Jim.
"We must of attracted it here with all the noise we've been making."said Darkwing.
"Let's just go.Now."said Emilie quietly as the glowing eyes stayed where they were, and seemed to be watching all of them.They left.Thankfully the gator didn't follow them.Unfortunately Jim Starling disappeared.

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"Well,this has been an eventful day."said Emilie.They didn't go the Darkwing Duck convention due to the events earlier that day.
"Yeah,we go to Birdyloon,you read your brother's mail-"began Gladstone as he, and Emilie were sitting on the bed together.
"One letter!One!"said Emilie.
"And you get kidnapped by a crazed psycho that everyone thought was dead."continued Gladstone.Emilie didn't say anything.
"Emilie?"asked Gladstone.
"I'm alright. I just didn't think that Jim Starling would end up the way he did. I mean, I know he tried to kill everyone in that studio solely because he didn't get to reprise his old role, but to turn essentially evil?"said Emilie.Gladstone kissed her.
"Don't think about it.There's really nothing you can do about it."he tried to comfort her with.
"I know.But I wonder if he was always like that."questioned Emilie.