Rain poured down and lightning crackled from the thunderstorm above. Louie is stuck midair, impaled in one of Merlock's Ethereal blades, purple in the face, shaking and whimpering in fear and pain as he processes what just happened to him. Della, Scrooge, Dewey, Huey, Webby, Beakely and Launchpad's faces are just as purple right now at the horrifying sight and the villains all grinned, especially Merlock.
Merlock: Oh, I'm so sorry. Does that hurt? I guess I just don't know my own strength.
He impales his blade further and a surge of electricity envelopes Louie that makes him scream in the worst form of pain and agony.
Webby: HOW COULD YOU!?
Dewey: STOP IT MERLOCK!
Louie's face is still purple but he finds the strength to shoot Merlock a hateful look and attempts to knee him in the face only for the dark mage to catch his knee easily.
Merlock: Still have some fire in you I see, Llewellyn.
Louie is shaking beyond belief, unable to escape as his knee is forced back.
Della: YOU MONSTER! STOP IIIIIIIT!
She leaps at Merlock re-summoning her sword to cut him to pieces only for Merlock to use his mother hand to send a blast of energy that engulfs Della and sends her screaming in pain. She smashes into the stairs and lies on it groaning. Scrooge runs forwards and tosses his cane only for Magica to teleport, whack it away and ensnare the elderly duck in rope, sending him into the barrier.
Scrooge: LAD!
Della: Della lifts herself up and helplessly watches her son be tortured. Louie!
Beakely: How could you do this!?
Launchpad: He's just an 11 year old kid!
Louie's face is now filled with anguish and he's fighting for consciousness.
Louie: I…I can't…breathe…
Merlock then holds Louie up above his head and the blade hurts his body even more. Della, Scrooge, Huey, Dewey, Webby, Launchpad and Beakely's faces are purple from watching the sheer brutality of the torture they're seeing. They shake in fear and are this close to throwing up, speechless and helpless.
Merlock laughs as he begins to shake Louie around, making him scream in horrifying agony as electricity envelopes and is tearing apart his 11-year old body. Louie's screams become louder and louder.
Merlock: Hey, whip it. Yeehaw, that's it Buckaroo, ride 'em cowboy.
Louie's screams are at its loudest and he directs a gaze at his mother who's still purple in the face from horror and guilt and is practically crying.
Louie: Mom…WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME!? WHY!?
A faint aura of darkness surrounds Louie. Tears flow down Della's guilty and disgraced face, unable to say anything out of self-hate and regret. Louie feels himself slipping from consciousness.
Louie: "I guess…this is the end for me…this is the kind of death I've been trying to avoid…Mom…I truly hate you…how could you do this to me…? Dewey…Huey…why didn't you defend me? Uncle Donald…where are you? L-Lena…
His eyes close and he blacks out.
Lena and Violet are near a river in their normal clothes now, the former grabbing her head and screaming in pain from feeling Louie's agony. Violet does her best to provide comfort.
Violet: It's getting worse! What's happening!?
Lena: I don't know! It's Louie! He's in pain and it feels like he's dying! There has to be a way we can help him from her Vi!
