Danger Lurks Behind, W/ Strangers Out To Find Ya!

Suck Gas, Evil Doer!

A/N: "Drake or LP said" means they are from Ducktales 2017' reality while "Darkwing/DW or Launchpad said" means they are from Darkwing 1991's reality. And I apologize now for saying Scrooge a billion times.

⚠️ Trigger Warning ⚠️
Coerced Consensual Kissing

I blinked awake in a poorly lit, rundown warehouse. There were crates and a couch placed sporadically throughout the room. Everything looked broken and/or dirty, including a computer someone was leaning over. They were intently flipping through security camera footage, mumbling to themselves. They moved their shoulders and their cape fluttered behind them.

"Dark a little hel," my voice faltered as he spun and a yellow cape filtered by me. He was surprised by my presence.

"Who the hell are you? And what are you doing in my home?" he growled.

(He lives here?)

"Guessing from your reaction that you're not Darkwing Duck." I sat up.

"I think you hit your head a little too hard, Doll," he stepped into the light, "if you think I'm that moron."

"Negaduck!" I backed up on reflex, though that proved difficult as I fumbled over a create I had smashed upon arrival. He chuckled.

"So you've heard of me? Good, I hate introductions." He stepped closer, laughing.

"Get away from her, Negaduck!" A smoke bomb went off next to me, filling the room with purple gas. "I am the terror that flaps in the night! I am the feathery phantom that haunts your nightmares! I am Darkwing Duck!"

The smoke cleared, and Darkwing was standing over me. He threw a punch at Negaduck. The villain dodged and returned it. Dark spun and tripped him.

"What are you planning, villain?" Dark stalked closer to the yellow-clad man's computer.

"Nun ya!" Negaduck flipped up and pulled Dark's cape.

He spun him away, and Darkwing stumbled into me. Negaduck ran towards the computer and turned it off. He reached under the table and pulled out a chainsaw. The hero offered me a hand, and we took a grappling hook to the rafters.

"Stay here," he said and jumped back down, dropping smoke bombs. The sound of a chainsaw revving ripped through the building. The smell of gas was overwhelming.

"Come out! Come out wherever you are, Dickwing!"

"Never heard that in the cartoon," I laughed to myself.

The smoke cleared, and Neagduck's cape was pulled over his face. He was stumbling around, missing his chainsaw. Darkwing was nowhere to be seen. The massive blade sat over to the side, ripe for the picking. I used the grappling hook to lower myself to it. I picked it up and Negaduck kicked me in the side and I whipped around. Nega jumped back.

"That's mine," he growled and grabbed at my hands.

The spinning blade roared between us. My blood pounded in my ears. My side ached and so I made an executive decision.

"You want it? Take it!" I let go, and he stumbled back with big eyes. He spun to avoid the blade, and instead sawed the computer in half.

"You bastard!" Negaduck yelled and turned back towards me.

Darkwing reappeared on a mound of crates. He jumped down, kicking the villain and his weapon across the room. Negaduck landed with a groan.

"Come on, killer. Best we head out." Darkwing grabbed my arm and pulled me outside onto a dark street. His motorcycle was sitting on the curb. "Hop on!"