Duck Saga (English version thank to Tlaloc)
Chapter 0 Double Gift from Greece

It was Christmas day in Duckburg, the snow fell slowly over the city, at McDuck manor the family had gathered they had already opened their presents and in that moment Huey, Dewey, Louie and Genie (remember him, from Treasure of the Lost Lamp) were playing for the first time the latest Pokemon game brought by Santa.

Gus was already starting to stagger for too much toast (but just a little…). Donald and Gladstone were (in order to vary and not to change the custom) fighting in a duel… of monsters (Yugi-oh) while Delia and Daisy stare at them with an expression which clearly said “men… ¬¬u,” Scrooge and Elvira (Grandma Duck) were in the middle of a game of chess which seemed endless… until… Fethry Duck had thrown a can of Coca Cola™ (with all of its content) over the board, oh well, what usually happens every year… but far away from that place in the Greek Olympus.

You can not keep them Aphroducky; mortals can not live in the Olympus, rules are rules, said Zeus to the goddess of love, a beautiful female duck of blonde hair who in that moment was a bit disturbed by the anger. They are my children!- she yelled hugging them like she feared that something would take them away from her all of the sudden. Hercules was my son too and well you know, you have no excuse, his father would be able to take care of them well or even more than you, he is the richest duck in the world…

In Duckburg the party continued without anyone imagining what would happen in some moments. The boys and Webby were running all over the house and Gladstone and Donald were tie breaking playing Fethry’s Mortal Kombat game (they didn’t even gave to the poor guy the chance of playing first his own game) Della and Daisy were chatting of her presents and such things, Scrooge and Elvira kept playing with their chess game with the problem that the pieces were now sticky, Hortence and Quackmore begun shouting for something none noticed and all of the sudden like it had begun they stare at each other with lover’s eyes (Ranma and Akane eat your heart out of envy!... sorry… I had to said it) Ludwig and Matilda disappeared and came back without anyone noticing… but came back… uh… quite happy (naughty ). Without anyone noticing a “present” appeared under the tree with a pink “PUF!” (Fairy Oddparents style)
Donald: This time I will beat you …Bwahahaha… you have no salvation!
Gladstone: No… it can’t be…
YEAH YEAH!!! ! …uh? …what is that? …. NO YOU CHEATHER, THAT IS NOT FAIR!
Gladstone took advantage of the seconds his cousin got distracted to give him the grace touch and on display in the screen it was the feared FATALITY word, Don was so mad he smashed the joystick into the ground and went to see just what the thing which caused him to loose …well, that caused him to loose once more against his favorite cousin (sarcasm, duh) and… it was a small basket with 2… newborn ducklings (or are they hatched?), they had clear brown hair with blond, a boy and a girl which were sleeping quite comfortable in their little basket.
Hey Donnie! Want the re-match? ^^ …Don… what are you looking at?... EVERYONE COME!... SOMEONE LEFT 2 BABIES IN THE TREE!
Don’t joke around with that-, he was repressed by grandma Duck
But look!... it’s tue-said Delia- they are two ducklings
Everyone left what they were doing in that moment (except Gu who …well... felt asleep… ^^U) in the hand of one of the ducklings there was a note which had written:

Dear Scrooge:
These children are your sons, I can’t have them with me because only gods can live at the Olympus, they were born yesterday December 24, their names are Daphne and Dorian, take care of them for me.
P.S. Merry Christmas
Kindly: Aphroducky
Everyone remain silent for some seconds which seemed like millennia, without being able to digest the news (can’t blame them )

Hortence: Brother… are they really… your sons?...
Elvira: I believe someone is making you an early April Fool’s joke…
Gladstone: WITH A GODESS
Donald: wow at that age and he was able…
Matilda: Well now that I look at them carefully… they do look a bit like you… Scrooge…
Gus: What did I miss?
Fethry: No idea… don’t get in the way Gus (notice that he was recording everything…)
WAIT… these babies… are… our… uncles…!?- said Huey, Dewey and Louie finished the past sentence (in other words, Huey first, Dewey later and then Louie)
Della: Uncle.. say something…
Scrooge McDuck was in shock… thinking on just how did this happened, not only was he all of the sudden the father of 2 demigods!... which were waking up due to the noise everyone was making.

And………. I have ran out of time, nice day for my mother to give me some time limit

A few notes
Aphroducky appeared on an episode of DuckTales and Daphne and Dorian are 2 cousins of mine which are also twins

TO BE CONTINUED

Wow, interesting story! Huh. Apparently, Scrooge's virility is unaffected by his age. XD

Yes, I know about Aphroducky... I wonder what Vulcan has to say about all this. o_o;

Chapter 0.1
the new members of the McDuck clan

The ducklings begun to slowly open their eyes and... like all babies who awaken before time...
BWWWAAAAAAA!!!
Della took the children and told things to calm them down... her uncle was just getting out of the trance and begun to think things up in a cold manner… perhaps these ducklings were not really his… but… why whoever left them would want to blame a goddess?...
The newborns begun to see the faces of whom had rudely awoken them, watching all of the sudden the face of their father and after a while… they felt asleep again (they are babies after all...)

It was already past 3 and everyone had left… the new members of the McDuck clan sleep deeply in a crib which used to be Webby’s, but their father was not able to sleep so easily… how could he take care of them and be in charge of his empire at the same time?... he could not quit… to any of both things… and how would he be with them. He wished to give them all what he did not had… but… then he thought that would turn them into spoiled brats unable of depend on themselves, but he did not wanted to be rough on them either… besides… what really worried him the most… is that if the word become spread that he had children… that would be a magnet for kidnappers… but he had to stop thinking in that and take some sleep… in the morning he would decide what to do.

To be continued.

Notes from Mexican fan: If you are wondering how come there aren’t any fights… well soon there will be, along with many deaths. For now we have the intro, the eyes of the ducklings are “honey” colored since they might look creepy if they are green like Goldie’s or blue like Daisy’s (although is does not sound as a bad idea).

Chapter 0.2

A friend's advice and what is coming.

Without having slept much, for a moment he had the idea it was all a dream; but looking at the crib he realized he was still dreaming and once awaken he went to work... psyche made you look as I was just playing with you readers () … saw the children sleeping and left, none mentioned anything on the issue (poor Ferthy had to loose his “exclusive,” though luck… maybe next time). Scrooge was walking down the street; with a million of things in mind going on at the same time that he did not noticed someone was following him up close preparing to launch herself as a tiger…
SCROOGIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ^^
Brigitta MacBridge leaps all of the sudden over him, leaving him out of his semi-trance… and reminding him they had settled of having breakfast together (after all, she is the one paying…)
They were in a Japanese food restaurant, they had already ordered but despite that he had left home without eating a single thing, Scrooge did not eat anything at the restaurant.
Brigitta: What’s wrong…? Don’t like the food… if you wish we can leave…
Scroge: What…? No, it is not that…
Brigitta: Are you feeling well?
Scrooge: No nothing… it is just… that… (how do I tell her…) look… promise me you won’t make a scandal out of it.
Brigitta: Who did you killed?
Scrooge: Funny… ¬¬ now I won’t tell you a thing
Brigitta: you are such a meannie… can’t stand anything…
Scrooge: There there… for god’s sake… look well… come close…
Blah blah… whisper… whisper
Brigitta choke with the food
Brigitta: W… what? at your age…!
Scrooge: Yeah… (that is what he gets for being such a Scrooge, to the ones who understood the joke/pun )
Brigitta: And their mother… are you guys getting married or…?
Srcrooge: No… she… is up there (well actually… I didn’t lie to her… )
Brigitta: Oh… I am sorry (but still that does not stop me from thinking “another one less” … uh) and what are you going to do?
Scrooge: That is what I don’t know… I don’t know if… I mean how would I be to them… how... Brigitta I can’t have them…
Brigitta: You can’t leave them…
Scrooge: Of course not, (he felt a bit offended), but… but I would not even know what to do with them…
Brigitta; Like with your nephews.
Scrooge: It is not the same.
Brigitta: Scrooge… I know you will be the best father for them…
Scrooge: Them…
Brigitta: And I can be the mo…
Scrooge: Don’t even dream about it ¬¬

Scrooge returned to the mansion, the ducklings were having their mild, so early and half the family came back to see the new members, again... and reheat the leftovers from last night. Scrooge decided not to hide them, but also not to display them on those gossip tabloids (again, Ferthy missed the exclusive… the poor guy just can’t get one…). 2 months later, the news was spread (yeah… now Ferthy had his exclusive…) but the news didn’t last even a week (do you really believe that he would be such a fool to listen to the paparazzi? If you mess with them, they mess with you, the golden rule).
Everything went sort of normal, the usual treasure hunts, familiar issues, with the “bonus” that when he would return, there would be 2 little balls of feather waiting for him… but that relative peace would soon be gone…

To be continue

Notes from Mexican fan: It is coming, it’s coming, the blood and death unless some other non violent thing comes up to me that might work… by the way… if someone else besides Tlaloc is reading this… you can give your opinion… this is a forum… that is what they are for isn’t? I would love to make more Donald and Uncle Scrooge stories professionally… but if not… there are always the fanfics… and in them you are totally free! ^^

Chapter 1
Beginning at the end.

Many years had passed by since that Christmas in which Daphne and Dorian had come into the life (and home) of Scrooge, it was a cloudy fall day, November the 2nd. to be precise. All the family had gathered at Notre-Duck, the reason, which they would wish to be different; Goldie passed away while sleeping, she was still beautiful despite her advanced age (and forgive my politeness… state of decomposition) she was still beautiful, to the eyes of Scrooge… so many years waiting… so few years with her (!).

But he had to move on, he had his family (and empire), it was something unavoidable… in fact he preferred to see her like this instead of a bed full of all kinds of tubes and other life support things all over her… he had to go on… like always.

Same days passed by, or weeks… actually it did not matter, when Scrooge decided it was time of telling his children the truth… and some other things.

Daphne: Was there something you wanted to tell us dad? –Said Daphne a bit confused. Her father did not reply immediately, like if he was measuring every word.

Scrooge: I believe you are already old enough to know who your real mother is.
Dorian: The dead one?
Scrooge: I said she was up there… not that she is dead… she can’t die.

Both Daphne and Dorian stood there in confusion after hearing those words from the once former last of the McDuck clan. Scrooge had to say something else in order to bring his children back into sense.

Scrooge: She was a goddess.
Dorian: Don’t kid around…
Scrooge: I kid you not.
Daphne: But that is impossible, then we would be…
Scrooge: Aye, you would be demigods.

Everything was in silence, Scrooge begun almost everyone the details on how he met Aphroducky, and about the day Dorian and Daphne arrived.

It seems the state of shock did not last long, since as soon as Scrooge had finished telling everything, Daphne said something like in a joke tone.

Daphne: You could had left with her and become a god.
Scrooge: We were not really in love.
Dorian: But… a goddess…! And you could have been immortal.
Scrooge: Immortal? Nah, that issue of not dying takes away all what it is interesting to life… I know you would not understand but death is like going to asleep after a very long day.
Daphne: After all of this… not sure if I would even get some sleep.
Dorian: Bah… it is not such a big deal… we don’t even have god like powers or something… as far as I know.
Scrooge: Just as I expected.
Daphne: What?
Scrooge: If in all of these years it never got up to your heads being the children of the world’s richest duck...
Daphne and Dorian: Because the rich guy is you… not us…
Dorian: I hate it when this happens…
Daphne: It does give me the creeps somehow…

Both Dorian and Daphne went out of Scrooge’s studio, who (Scrooge) was left alone thinking back in all of the things that had happened before his children were born.

Many years ago… a few months before Christmas… Donald, Della and the boys where vacationing at Greece, while Scrooge went there for business.

They where at some ruins, Dewey was trying to catch a grasshopper, as it was leaping over; Dewey was leaping over it, and they leaped until…

CRASH!!!!

The ground shattered all of the sudden and Dewey fell down a hole, luckily it was not so deep and the ground was soft.

Della: Dewey! Are you OK?
Dewey: Yes mom! But I found something! –Yelled the young duck.

Everyone went down quickly to see what had Dewey found, they were four items that looked like boxes or cases, which had some craved designs representing the Pegasus, Phoenix, Draco and Andromeda constellations.

Donald: What are these things? Wonder what do they have inside? –And just as he was about to open one…

Huey: No wait Uncle Donald…you can’t open it…
Donald: And why is that? What did you found on that silly book of yours?
Louie: According to the Junior Woodchuck Guide, these boxes contain armors or cloths if you will, but not just any armors, these belong to the Saints of Athena.
Scrooge: Athena? The goddess of wisdom and war…? Wait I think I once heard about this before… it seems there is a cloth for each constellation.
Dewey: Yes; gold, silver and bronze…
GOLD!!!??? –All of the grown ups had yelled of amazement at unison (Scrooge did it louder).
Donald: It is your fault sis ¬¬.
Della: My fault? Why?
Donald: It was your idea coming here on vacation, if it weren’t for that we would not had found…
Della: And so?
Donald: Probably our “dear” uncle would want to have all… 88 armors… like if we would not have enough work…
Della: ¬¬u
Scrooge: And look at this… there is also a map… with the location of 4 gold cloths; Leo, Gemini, Capricorn and Cancer… one of each element ($_$).
Donald: $&%$
H, D and L: Hooray! Let’s look for the golden cloths ^^!

TO BE CONTINUE

Notes: It is possible I might not be able to continue with this and I might not even appear for a while because… well… I flunked at math. And if my parents don’t kill me, they will still take away from me some privileges like the internet, still it might not be possible as I need it for homework and such. But if I manage to keep it (or enter it without anyone seeing) I will write what ever it is possible and Tlaloc (how I like that guy (Note to mf from Tlaloc, lol you really don’t know me well)) may translate them. I have an English exam coming, an let’s see if I don’t flunk another one, it would be too much.



Chapter 2
The Labyrinth and the Mirror.

After searching a bit more, they found out that the bronze armors were not the only ones hidden around; there were also the golden cloths of Sagittarius and Virgo. After loading the armors and some other small things onto a private plane, they arrived onto the entrance of an ancient Greek temple hidden on a mountain, just where the map was pointing.

Della: How come I can’t go? –Della said very angry.
She had to take care of the children, but wasn’t quite pleased with the idea.
Della: Why can’t Donald stay?
Donald: Come on…! It was a lucky lottery.
Della: You cheated! ¬¬
Donald: Look… I would gladly trade your position, but your uncle does not want to.
Scrooge: You see Della… it is that you… it is very dangerous and...
Della: IS IT JUST BECAUSE I AM A WOMAN? YOU MACHO PIGS!
Huey, Dewey and Louie: But they don’t let us go either!
Della: YOU THREE QUIET AND GET ON THE PLANE!
It was odd for her to be in that mood, but whenever it happened; Della could be worse than Donald.

After many yells later.
The “machos” were inside the temple searching, but the place was a real labyrinth. They tied onto themselves a very long rope which begun at the entrance, so they could be able to return (an idea from the guys), it seemed like time had not passed by… Donald was looking at his watch and while only a minute had passed; it felt like an hour.
Donald: It’s… not… worth… it…
Scrooge: If I had your age, I would had found all of those armors by myself… not sure why this new generation is so lazy.
Donald: If I am so useless then it would be the best for me to go back!
Scrooge: OK…! Then beat it!
Donald left backbiting something, which for obvious reasons I won’t tell what it was, but after a while he felt bad for leaving his uncle alone… and if something happened… Donald tried to reach his uncle; but when he is so stubborn in getting his hands on something, it is hard to keep his track. His uncle was pretty much ahead, it seemed like Donald had finally found where Scrooge was, but there was a problem… 2 different roads… McDuck had to pick one. Then Scrooge heard some steps which came just behind him, it as Donald who had finally managed to catch up with him.
Scrooge: Didn’t you just say you were going back?
Donald: I… was under the idea that the exit was this way ¬¬u.
Scrooge: Yeah, sure. Very well then ¬¬… I believe we are almost there… but we have to pick either one of these roads.
Donald: What if you take one, and I take the other one?
Scrooge: I don’t know, there might be a trap.
Donald: There is also the chance that there is nothing on any road.
Scrooge: Well then, I guess there is no other choice.
Donald went through the right one, while Scrooge took the left one. After a while, Scrooge found quite a big mirror, which had something written: “erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi".....

Donald walked pretty much more than his dear uncle… and there they were… the Leo, Gemini, Capricorn and Cancer armors…
Donald: UNCLE! I’VE FOUND THEM! … They are right here…! Uncle?!
None answered… he was not as far to not be heard… besides the echo of that place could be heard over to the right road’s exit… something had happened…

Donald came out of the right road running, thinking in the many things which could had happened to Scrooge… but he found his Uncle in front of a mirror… sitting in the floor with a lost look on it.
Donald: Uncle... I’ve found the armors… Uncle?
Something wrong must’ve had happened. After saying that he had found the armors it seemed like if he didn’t even cared, or listened at all.
Donald: UNCLE SCROOGE!!!!
Scrooge: Whaa… Donald? You scared me! I didn’t realize…
Donald: What’s the matter?! Just what do you see in this mirror so much?
Scrooge did not answer, he kept staring at the mirror.
Donald: Uncle! That mirror must be a trap! Get out of its way!
Scrooge: No… you don’t understand… this mirror… it is not normal.
Donald: Of course it is not normal, it leaves you like a zombie! Come on! Let’s get the armors and get the heck out of here!
Scrooge: No... look you see…? I can see my parents!
Donald: What? Your… my grandparents…? But… they have passed away. Besides I can’t see anything.
Scrooge: Come, stand in here, can you see them?
Donald: No… …
Scrooge: What are you blind????
Donald: No… I can see something but it is… … what is this craved up here?
Scrooge: "erised stra ehru oyt ube cafru oyt on wohsi"... must be in some other language, but it is not Greek.

Donald took his uncle’s cane and begun to write from right to left… and the result was:
"I show not your face but your heart's desire"
Donald: Then this mirror displays what you wish for… that’s odd…
Scrooge: Well then, we can take it along with the armors.
Donald: If you wish so, but I don’t know… there is something on that mirror which I don’t like…
After a while, they left Greece on their way back to Duckburg with the armors and the mirror… Scrooge asked Donald not to tell anyone that the mirror was magical.
It should be mentioned that Scrooge not only saw his parents in the mirror, but I guess anyone can easily guess who it was . And it is really easy what Donald saw, I might even place a picture of it.

To be continue

Notes from Mexican fan:
The mirror was borrowed without permission (like most things on the fic) from Harry Potter’s first book.
Dumbledore wrote:
shows us nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts

I had to steal something from Harry Potter, my other mania next to Disney’s ducks. I will steal something else when possible.
Last time I said I flunked at math and that I was going to take the English exam, well I got a 6 on that, and later a 7. Which is OK as in Mexico scores are in numbers (A+ = 10; F- = 5). Note for me, not to write in green ink, see ya


Chapter 3
First Impact

After a long trip our heroes return to Duckburg with the armors and the mirror. They arrived into the mansion to leave Daphne, Dorian and the mirror and then take the armors to the money bin. Some days passed by and Scrooge begun to act weird… like if he were thinking in something else… almost like a zombie, it was the mirror… he spent hours in front of him, he was sick and tired of hearing from the others that he had to get rid of the mirror… they did not understand, he was never able to see his parents when young… he was far from home and… the other reflection (don’t ask, you people already know ). But something happened all of the sudden, which brought Scrooge back to Earth.

Scrooge was with Donald and his children (he was not able to separate from them) at the money bin’s office checking balances and other boring actions which I will not mention here, when all of the sudden a riot was heard outside and an individual came in, wearing an armor like the ones that they have been looking for. It was a silver armor, the armor of the fly to be precise, worn by a duck somewhat taller than Scrooge with black hair and an insane expression…

?: So, you are Scrooge McDuck? I would have never believed I would be in front of someone so disgustingly rich! –The individual made fun of McDuck.
Scrooge: Who the hell are you? –Scrooge yelled at the intruder, standing in front of the babies’ crib trying to hide them.
Bart: I am Bart, silver saint knight of the fly; and I have come for the armors and the demigods.

But how could he knew that…? The only ones who knew were family members and none else; and none would dare tell (who was going to believe them anyway).

Scrooge: How…?
Bart: That is not important… just stay out of it and I might forgive your lives… ha ha ha.
Donald: You believe we are going to let you take away those kids that easily?

Donald took a katana which was hanging on the wall and went against the sliver saint, who easily dodged the attack, all of the sudden when Donald was trying to stab him with the katana, when the silver saint bent over Donald’s arm, and made Donald stab himself in the stomach.

Scrooge: Donald! –Scrooge yelled trying to go where Donald was, but the silver saint pointed out with the katana towards Scrooge’s neck, leaning him against the wall.

Bart: Move and you will end up like him… I don’t want to stain myself with such trash…

But then something strange was going on… the figure of a flaming phoenix appeared behind Scrooge and the Phoenix armor appeared out all of the sudden. The armor’s pieces got separated and jointed on Scrooge’s body… it emanated a light which prevented to see anything… when the light went down for a while… Scrooge looked totally different like back at his years on White Agony Creek… more specifically when Soapy made fun of Scrooge’s mother death…

Bart: It can’t be…! He shouldn’t be able to wear the armor…! It is impossible, this “cosmo”… well, still it is just a bronze armor which is nothing to me. –Bart said that more calmed, throwing a punch at Scrooge’s face. But when the fist touched Scrooge, Bart’s hand got burned; it gave fear just looking at that scene… specially Scrooge’s eyes. Scrooge threw a punch at the fly sliver knight sending him against the wall, shattering his armor.

Bart: It can’t be… he can’t have that power… -The silver saint faints.

Despite all that, the children were still sleeping… Scrooge headed towards Donald’s lifeless body, thrown in the middle of a puddle of blood. Scrooge tried to bring back Donald into conscience but he did not open his eyes, he didn’t woke up… he was never going to wake up.

Scrooge: Donald… Donald… you can’t… you can’t… please… -Scrooge was not able to hold it anymore and begun to cry over Donald’s body… the katana went through him… he could not survive that… if only the Phoenix armor would had opened earlier…some of Scrooge’s tears fell on Donald’s wounds and for some mysterious reason it begun to close. Donald came back into conscience.

Donald: What the hell! Uh… what happened…? You did that to this guy…? What is that you are wearing?

Scrooge: Uh…? Donald… you are alive…!? But… you have nothing!
Donald: Are you crying?
Scrooge: Of course not!
Donald: You look… younger…

The Phoenix armor dismantled from Scrooge’s body, turning into a Phoenix statue again. Scrooge returned to his normal age.

Donald: Now I really don’t understand anything.

To be continued.

Notes from Mexican_fan: At least blood… and it wasn’t much… well the quantity depends on each others imagination. The point is that I am almost getting were I am interested… but I don’t think I will get to write for a while. I am leaving for vacation for less than 2 weeks. It is weird I didn’t flunked a single class! In fact I did so strangely well except physics which I barely passed. I got good grades at accounting when most of the class flunked. I copied half of stuff so yeah I am a cheater. The detail of Scrooge’s tears curing Donald I got it from Harry Potter. Bye see ya later!.




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