The Luck Of The Draw

Secret Hearts And Dark Souls - Part 1

Above is a sketch I made - so I created and own it. It's of a teenager Flora in this world/setting. Drawing in the style of ducktales is hard lol. I know I'm not the best, but I felt giving everyone a visual is nice too. I'll still describe her of course, but sometimes people need a visual no matter how good or bad it is.

Setting; Ducktales 2017 Crossover (Meaning it's set in the Ducktale world but with some crossover characters coming in and being used)

OC; Flora - OC that has been used in this book before; "Having A Soul But No Heart; Archie Version" and "Having A Soul But No Heart; Boom Version" as well as other stories.

Death; Murdered During A Robbery Happening At Her Home/Work

Reincarnated As; May Duck's daughter

Pairings; (WARNINGS for some (nearly all) pairings here) I'm not going to list them, as I want to just let everyone see it as they read. But just saying it now, there are warnings to some relationships for very good reasons. Read at your own risk - anything goes here. ANYTHING.

Now, this story is going to be dark and more on the serious side of things. Oh, there will be fluffy and funny moments and things like that, but there are some serious dark undertones and serious issues. I want to put warnings out in case anything triggers anyone.

This story is an AU of "Hidden Hearts And Souls Shrouded In Mysteries" - so there will be spoilers for what I have planned for that story in here, but not totally. As this story is going full on dark. The characters will also be aged up - they are teens, and the episodes have not started yet. Meaning, the triplets do not know about Scrooge just yet at this point in time. I mean, they will meet off screen because Flora won't be there, but canon hasn't started for them when they are 10. In fact, in this story, the triplets and Webby are 16. Instead of being 3-4 years younger than them like in the other story, Flora is instead a year younger, making her 15.

Not going to lie, I mainly made them teens for the sake of going fully dark with this story. So, yeah, WARNINGS for what is to come. I'd be sitting here all day if I had to list them all, so please just keep this warning in mind just in case.

This story is MATURE for very good reasons. Gore is the least of the issues here, so please, please, keep this all in mind while reading. It might not start off fast, but we are going to be diving into some very dark topics, issues and scenes later down the line. I don't want anyone complaining that I didn't warn you all - if you do not like this story, then please do not read it.

Now, with that out of the way, let's get this story started.

-Chapter Start-

"I think that's everything...." A female white duck in her later 20's to early 30's sighed, rubbing her face. Opening her black eyes, she glanced around the small room that made up the open living room. It looked crowded with all the boxes and bags everywhere. But hopefully it took attention away from the peeling wallpaper on the walls and old hardwood floor that had some holes at various sizes in it.

'Maybe with my next paycheck we'll have enough to get some cheap paint and some rugs.' Sighing, the duck slowly stood, straightening her orange blouse and wiping her hands on her jean pants, then fixing up her short, fluffy feathers atop her head that made up her 'hair', making sure the orange headband is still in place after all that heavy lifting.

"Okay May, you got this." May Duck told herself, patting her own cheeks gently to try and chase away the tiredness that always seemed to be apart of her nowadays. "Sure, it'll be hard, but you went to collage and worked as well, so this will be a snap compared to those years."