Darkwing Duck Liquidator Novels & Stories

they feel like a pool of blood! " Are you really going to fight with your flock?" The other man asked _Nickel_ sarcastically To answer him, Mars this time closing his eyes, patient himself so as not to kill them "First, I'm not going to fight you two, but I'll kill you, and secondly, she's my companion. Why don't you understand? But I don't blame you, of course dogs like you wouldn't disobey old Darkle's orders."

“Most of the toy was just that – a child’s toy. Nothing came back on the plastic casing, or the dolphin inside it. I think they were exactly what they looked like, and someone had altered it. It was the liquid inside that you’ll be interested in.” He paused. I started to rethink that promotion; he was edging slightly towards the dramatic with his timing. “The liquid inside is a wolf suppressant,” he said.

"Manufactured in Port Valen, funded by Craig, and meant to reduce this entire continent to mindless beasts. It is the most volatile biological asset on the planet. And right now, it is the only currency you are leaving this dock with." The Arbiter went perfectly rigid. For the first time, his neutral demeanor cracked. "The Dawn-Gild does not traffic in contraband neurotoxins—" "You traffic in whatever carries value, banker," Dmitry interrupted, his voice dropping into a low, terrifying growl as his claws extended. "This liquid can wipe out an empire or secure one. You take these crates as a collateral deposit for Craig's debt, or we break the seals right here on your white-gold deck and let

Drake growled. Suddenly, his eyes turned red; he was fuming mad as he transformed. He runs towards the rouge, who transforms into a werewolf and mercilessly scratches his back. He wasn’t contented; he attacked the rouge, and then Drake beheaded the rouge until it transformed into a human, lying on the ground, lifeless. They fought the other rouge and howled angrily. “That’s for poisoning my stray!” Drake gritted his teeth as he beheaded them all. Beta Dillon picked up the poison's antidote and gave it to the alpha.

Delwyn Anderson approached one of his guards, also wearing his boxers tonight, and told him, “Make sure you add some stimulating liquid into their drinks later on… Just double up their dosages… That’s okay… I want to have fun with that Eriwan Rocky tonight… Tonight he’s mine…” said Delwyn Anderson smiling slyly and cunningly. His guard nodded his head and walked away.

he said, sipping his coffee. I glanced around at the others in the shop, noticing the tattoos on their necks,bold black ink spelling out "Brooks." The sight knocked out any remaining fear, replacing it with an new emotion, confidence. Atleast I had people to back me up if Damian's gang showed up. “So, let’s get down to business,” Dexter said with a wink. “What do you want me to do, my Lord?” I leaned forward, my voice as cold as ice, “Sell their company. Ruin them. I want her on her knees, begging me, kissing my feet. Do not stop until she...begs.”

Lucien’s POV A low, genuine chuckle escaped my throat as I read the latest text message from my lead security detail. According to the report, my little swan had spent the entire afternoon swiping my black card with a deep pout, looking thoroughly offended and unhappy every single time she glanced at a luxury bill. Her reaction to my refusal at the electronic store had apparently resulted in her crossing her arms and scowling at the window for thirty minutes straight. I leaned back in my leather office chair, a smirk playing on my lips. She thought she could slickly buy a burner phone to contact her family or plan a run.

It was a ghastly sight as the right side of her face was a forgotten mass of tissue and blood. A man dressed in all black, walked in. His face was emotionless and cruel. She whimpered "please... I'm begging you. Please, let me go. I have a grandma and a son to look after. Please." He smiled, the shadow he stood in protected him from her words. "Really? Are you sure about that? What's the consequence of lying?" He asked. "Why are you doing this?!" "Because, my dear, I have a plan and it's working just as I've planned. You're just a pawn, my creature. Yes, my creature. Don't worry, you'll love the end."

He held a golden briefcase in one hand and a ticking pocket watch in the other. "Greetings, Subject 01," the man said. "I am the **Liquidator**. I’m here to finalize the 'End-User License Agreement.'" ### The Offer from the Void The soldiers opened fire, but the bullets passed through him like he was a ghost. He stopped ten feet from me. Silas lunged, but the Liquidator simply raised his pocket watch. **[SYSTEM PAUSE]** Silas froze mid-air, a statue of shadow. I found I couldn't move my legs.