Ducktales - New Adventures

EPISODE 15: Sweat, Tears And Shudder

Emma's POV:

"Halloween, Halloween!" Manon sang cheerfully. The rest of us covered our ears because we knew Manon couldn't sing. It was actually Halloween and we were all dressed up. I was disguised as a horror clown, Manon as a zombie, Daniel as a vampire, Dilara as a werewolf, Rick as Frankenstein and Ben as Frankenstein's monster. "So let's start the scary story contest!" Said Daniel. "I'm starting. The name of my story is bloodbath! A vampire once lived in a castle deep in the forest. Many vampire hunters went to the castle to hunt him down, but none of them ever came back. However, a young man named Jonas defied the danger. When he stood in front of the vampire, there was a bitter fight, but when Jonas defeated him, he noticed that he was bitten himself!" "That was really lame and not at all scary," Dilara assessed Daniel's story.
"If you can do better, tell your scary story."
"Good. My story is about a cute and lovable dalmatian puppy who lived on the street. An evil scientist took him to his laboratory to do some crazy experiments. But the first experiment already went wrong. The Dalmatian puppy turned into a terrible cross between a Dalmatian and a human. That's it."
Manon said," Well, I don't wanna sound heartless, but the story is even worser than Daniel's. It's also the same every time. Speedy always wins because he has no scare limit, you see? How about we just watch a horror movie or something?" She took the remote control and opened the TV. "Breaking news!" Called the shrill voice of a newscaster on the screen. "The criminal Dylan Edwards escaped from McWheeler Asylum just two hours ago with ten other inmates. Edwards is known to have kidnapped and tortured a family of four and broken into several homes. He was classified as very dangerous. Authorities ask all citizens to stay in their homes until Edwards has been caught. Kind of a nice Halloween."

Rick's POV:

"I heard from him once," I said. "Should be really dangerous." "And how should Emma and I get home, please?" Asked Manon. The anger could be clearly heard in her voice. Ben replied, "Not at all. Look, this criminal won't be dangerous for a bad reason." "Somebody else becomes a problem," Dilara stuttered. She was trembling all over. "Who, please?" Asked Daniel in an ironic sense.
"Destructor."
I winced. Destructor was a failed clone that embodied Gyro Gearloose's evil side. "He's going to be on Dr. Gearloose," Dilara shouted. "At least he stopped him." I knew immediately that she was right. I got up, waved to the others, and ran to the elevator. Emma, ​​Manon, Daniel, Dilara, Ben and Rick squeezed into the elevator. Manon pressed the button ten times from the first floor. It went down to the lab. The elevator door opened. We stormed out immediately and searched all possible rooms. "Here! Here's ... oh man," Daniel called. We came to him and caught a glimpse of the room where Gearloose was supposed to be. However, the sight took my breath away. There sat Gearloose, tied to a chair. "Get me out, get me out!" He shouted in a frighteningly loud voice. Ben ran to him and freed him from his bonds. Dr. Gearloose jumped up and roared, "Destructor! He's back!" "We already know," said Emma.
"But he's here! In the villa! He intends to destroy Mr. Duck!"
"Which Mr. Duck?" I wanted to know.
"The green, rich Mr. Duck! You hafta go upstairs immediately and save him!"
Dilara asked, "Wait, don't you wanna come with us?"
"Uh, yes, yes. I come with."
He followed us up to the villa. "Where's Louie anyway?" Asked Manon when we stood outside the entrance. Dr. Gearloose replied, "In the Money Bin." "How are we supposed to get there when this Dylan Edwards is apparently lurking around?" Emma wanted to know.
"The old-school way. We. Go. On foot."
"Didn't you understand me? A psychopath is out there! "
"Do you have another idea?"
Emma fell silent.
"If so, go ahead."

Gilles' POV:

"H-Have mercy! I b-beg you! Have mercy!" I pleaded with the boss, with tears in my eyes. I was on my knees on the floor, sobbing and having hiccups. I felt like my life was going to end before my eyes. The boss kept pointing the ray gun at my chest. "Because of your mistake, the operation almost had to be aborted!" He hissed in an angry tone.
"I didn't want to!"
"That doesn't change anything! Mistake is mistake, Gilles, and you know what happens to those who make mistakes."
"Please let me alive! I beg you!"
"Stop crying, at some point it would have happened."
In his gaze I could see the pure anger, his eyes had an angry twinkle. "It's too late, Lunaris and Flintheart knew that. But you ... you hafta cry around here! It should be so, my unfaithful servant, it should be so. "
The boss activated the ray gun. I held my arms in front of my eyes, because the hole that came out was too light. I already saw that end, when several things at once. The roof exploded. One person jumped to the ground. The ceiling that was supposed to fall on us hung in the air as if in slow motion. The person was Roberta. I was so overjoyed, but my mood suddenly worsened when I saw the boss. He pressed the ray gun again. A bolt of lightning shot towards me. Zing. Roberta looked puzzled as the lightning approached. Zing. I took a frightened step backwards. Zing. Farewell world. Farewell, Emma and Manon. The lightning hit my chest. Bazing.

Rick's POV:

We ran up the stairs. "We hafta stop him before he finds Cousin Louie!" Daniel shouted from behind me. Suddenly Gearloose stopped. In front of him was a Louie with Destructor who looked exactly like Gearloose. Dilara ordered, "Cousin Louie, run away!" "Why me? In front of you stands Destructor!" He claimed.
"We know that, he's there."
"No, that one! He probably said he was me, but he's lying," said Destructor. "I tied him up in the laboratory, but you freed him." Gearloose now turned to us. An evil smile spread across his lips. He endorsed Destructor's statement, "He's right. I'm Destructor." I caught my breath. We let him in the money storage. We helped him. The lights suddenly emitted a red light. "Oh, no!" Louie yelled. "We're trapped here!" "And the spaceship is vulnerable from now on," laughed the real Destructor.

Fenton's POV:

I sat asleep on a wheelchair with a milk beard. I was slowly waking up. I opened my eyes and looked directly into the monitor. Through this I could see into the crew's spaceship. But something was strange. Reddish light illuminated the center of the rocket. I immediately got to my feet and tried to activate the microphone. But it looked like it was defective. I turned to the second monitor. A figure, hidden in a cloak, ran to the east wing. "East wing ..." I muttered. "But there I am!" I switched cameras. Everything seemed calm in an empty corridor. Only a guard lay there and groaned loudly. Beads of sweat dripped onto my beak while I kept seeing guards lying passed out on the floors. On another camera I saw the figure creep towards an iron door. I was behind that iron door. As a reflex, I turned to the door. I took the broken microphone and got up. I waited, but no one came in. I looked again at the monitor. The figure was gone. But I knew I had to do something. I went to the place in question and opened the door with a shaky hand. I actually tried, but the door wouldn't open. The person had locked the door from the outside. I was stuck in this small room. Without any connection to the outside world, because my cell phone was in another room. I fell on my knees. "I'. alone," I muttered to myself.

Violet's POV:

"Where are they?" I wanted to know. Webby stopped briefly and answered me, "I dunno."
"What about Fenton?"
"I dunno."
"How are Huey, Dewey and your mother?"
"No idea."
"Why is the Money Bin locked?"
"I'll tell you. No. Idea!"
Webby sat stressed next to Lena on the couch. Lena mused, "Maybe they're locked in the Money Bin." "Maybe", Webby grumbled. She reached for a can of soda on the table in front of her, but her arm was too short. In a bad mood, she pressed against the back of the couch. "Destructor could have locked them up," I guessed. Lena agreed, "Yeah, that would make sense, he hates your family. But what about Dylan Edwards? "
"Exactly! Maybe they work together! "
"Certainly!"
"Possible," mumbled Webby. "It would be possible. But a lot of people are disappearing lately. People we know." Now Gladstone Gander entered the room with his cousin Gus Goose. Gus wore a blue vest, a green T-shirt underneath and a black bowler. Behind them, Fethry trotted after them, in his red sweater and hat, of course. "OK, guys!", Franz shouted. "Something's really odd here!" "We know," moaned Webby. She was in a considerably bad mood. I said, "I also have the feeling that someone is planning something. Fenton was in the command center before he disappeared, and it's locked like the Money Bin that Louie and probably the kids were in too. Mrs. Beakly also told us that S.H.U.S.H. can no longer be reached before she disappears. A lot of friends of ours have been disappearing lately, that can't be a coincidence." "And what do we do now?" Asked Fethry. "I mean, we're probably the only ones who haven't been kidnapped yet." "I have someone who tried," said Donald's voice. He came in. He slurped a passed out person with him. It was Dylan Edwards. "Get the harp of Mervana," ordered Donald immediately. "We need a room for interrogation."