Chapter 2

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Webby ran, she ran and didn't look back. It couldn't be helped. She didn't want to lose this. She didn't want them to tell her it couldn't be possible. Finally she had a scrap of proof. It was flimsy at best and inside her mind was fighting her heart. But she couldn't take her heart shattering again with realizing that it might be possible Lena was still alive. Opening the door to the manor she quickly rushed up to her room not even meeting Donald's eyes as she rushed past him. Without so much as a word she locked herself in her bedroom and walked to her bathroom. She was out of breath and her feathers were ruffled everywhere. But her eyes were determined. She had to find something......

Sighing, she shook her head and began to fill the sink to wash her face. But what she saw in the water made her eyes widen and she stumbled back.

In the water Lena's image briefly flashed and it made Webby's poor heart race. Pressed up against the wall, she couldn't believe what she saw. Was this..what was that?!

She cautiously moved back over to the sink and all she saw was water. Clenching her hands at her side she made a firm decision. This was enough for her. She could feel it inside. Lena was still alive. Her new mission was to save her at all costs now that she knew this.

But could she do it all alone? Briefly she thought about telling the others. But.....

This is a family affair, and YOU are not Family!

We have to help her forget about Lena!

I will protect them with my life...

Webby's eyes opened. No, there is no way she can tell them. Lena was her friend. As much as it pained her, Scrooge was right. She wasn't a part of their family. She was happy their ties were strengthening. But she was no longer a part of them. She didn't belong there anymore.

"I have to save her myself." Webby smiled sadly, glancing at her friendship bracelet. "I can do this."



"Wait wait wait....back up here." Louie looked as if his head would explode. "Lena.....is alive?"

"I didn't say that. I said it is possible she might be alive according to the Psychic." Dewey stated once more.

"Okay and what makes you think this fortuneteller was even real?" Huey raised a eyebrow.

"I don't know! She was creepy! She knew my name before I could even tell her! She knew about the shadows....she....she seemed to know exactly what was hurting Webby." Dewey said the last part softly and slammed his eyes shut.

"But we saw her get vaporized before our eyes!" Louie stated raising his arms.

But this caused Huey to think. He frowned, slowly he began to pace. "But...technically Lena isn't like us. She's made of shadow energy. And energy no matter where it comes from cannot be destroyed. Only suppressed and changed." He held up his guidebook and pointed at Dewey. "So...it is possible."

Dewey sighed, finally seeing what Webby was seeing and realizing that as they continued to talk the hope in each of their hearts began to rekindle again. Still, he flopped onto his bed and turned facing the wall. "Even if she is trapped in some kind of Shadow Realm thing how can we even get to her? There must be millions of different dimensions out there. We wouldn't know where to look!"

Webby had been passing by the boys room quietly as they spoke and realizing they were talking about Lena and her. But that wasn't made her stop. It was Dewey's last words and something clicked within her mind. "Shadow...Realm...Shadows.." she whispered and hummed. Quickly she ran off, backpack in hand.

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