Dewey, Louie, and Webby stared in shock after the oldest triplet. The tile that had fallen from underneath Huey now replaced itself and the ground was whole again. "Huey!" they called in unison.

Webby walked over to the tile and stomped on it a few times. It didn't budge. She frowned at it. She looked to the boys. Dewey had a look of guilt, and Louie looked worried for his brother.

"Aye! What ye lads and lassie doing? Where's Huey?" Scrooge asked, walking into the temple tunnels. The kids looked to him.

"It was an accident!" Dewey shouted.

Louie glared at him. "No way! You seriously just pressed that button to get on his nerves!"

Scrooge looked between the boys. He tapped his cane on the ground. "Where's Huey?" he asked again in a more stern tone.

"Dewey triggered a trap and Huey fell down a tunnel," Louie said angrily. Scrooge turned his gaze to Dewey. The boy in blue tucked in his tail and looked down.

"Which way?" Scrooge asked. He wasn't too worried. He knew Huey could handle himself and they had fallen into traps a million times. What he needed to do was find him quickly. No use losing their heads over it. Webby walked over to the tile he had fallen down.

"Here, uncle Scrooge," she said.

He examined it a bit. "Dewey, trigger the trap again," Scrooge instructed. Dewey pressed the button again. The floor opened up. Webby almost slipped and fell in, but Scrooge caught her with his cane. They looked down the hole.

There was a waterfall that dumped into a raging stream.

Louie and Dewey gazed down the hole. "Do you think he..." Louie was choked up by fear.

Scrooge shrugged. "I doubt it. Your brother's a lot stronger than you give him credit for." Dewey held his breath in tight without knowing it.

"Well, no use standing here gawking at this hole. Our best option is to continue through the temple and try to find a way to reach him," Scrooge said, taking control of the situation.

He marched forward and Webby followed. Dewey and Louie lingered a bit, still looking down after their brother. "Oy! Come on laddies!" Scrooge called them. The two boys hurried after their uncle.

...

Gandra knocked on the door to Bradford's office. She walked in, impatient for his response. "Sir, I just thought I'd let you know, Black Heron is building a-"

Bradford shushed her. She was a bit offended but regained her cool. On the monitor was a moving image of a young duckling in red. She sighed. "Sir, are we spying on the ducks again? I thought we had already decided that that was useless?" she asked.

Without looking at her, Bradford shook his head. "No, we do have something to gain from this," he said. She set a hand on her hip and watched the boy. He tripped over a few rocks. A bit bruised, he picked himself up and dusted off.

Gandra remembered meeting that boy once, but she didn't remember his name. "And what's that?" she wondered.

Bradford pointed at the monitor. "That boy is what! He could be a powerful asset."

Gandra rolled her eyes, not really believing him. "Sir, he's on their side. How do you expect to convince him to work for you?" she asked.

The camera zoomed into the boy's face. The kid in red smacked the camera away. "Gah! Stupid bug!" he said over the raspy audio.

Bradford turned to two eggheads controlling the camera. "Quit it, eggheads! I don't want a close up of his face! Where did you learn to steer!" he shouted at them.

"Well, sir?" Gandra pressed on.

He sighed. "First, I have to see if he's good enough to be a FOWL agent. I'm testing him."

"Testing him?"

Bradford was getting fed up with Gandra's questions. He turned around to face her for the first time. "Gandra! Since you so graciously volunteered, you can be in charge of this mission," he said.

She was taken back. "Me? I barely know the kid!" she defended.

"You met him once, and that's enough for me. Once I give you the okay, you can begin work on your new assignment."

She grinded her teeth, wanting to protest more, but she knew better than to go against him. She lowered her head. "Yes, sir."

...

Huey went through the tunnels on the cave. He was cold and wet and his clothes stuck to his chest. He tripped a lot because of how many rocks he had to climb over. And it didn't help his mood that a flip kept ramming into his face. He waved the insect away with his cap. He was just about to yell at when lava shot out of the ground before him. He yelped and jumped back. The lava shot straight up through an opening in the ceiling.

Huey's eyes followed the lava. "Louie! Watch yer step!" he heard his great uncle say. Huey smiled hopefully. His family was right above him. He tried to call out for them, but the passage to them closed to quickly.

Huey began to jog in the direction of his family. But he stopped when he heard a low humming. He stood and listened. It sounded like a machine. Several machines actually. He twisted his beak curiously.

Suddenly, a small metal orb flew up into his face. Huey poked a finger at it. It had a large red eye and just hovered there. "Hey, cute little robot," he began. "Are you lost down here too? Ow!"

It shot a laser at him. He rubbed his side. It was a small sting, but it didn't hurt him to much. But then it shot a few more lasers at him. He hopped from foot to foot, dodging the laser. "Hey! Quit that!" He smacked the robot to the ground and stepped on it hard. The robot squeaked, powering down. He let out a sigh, glad to be rid of one of his problems.

Then more mechanical hums buzzed in his ear. Out of nowhere, several more robots came. The duckling's eyes widened. "Oh boy," he said and took off running.

Heart pounding, Huey raced through the tunnels. He knew he was losing a lot of ground, but he didn't have time to worry about that. For now he just had to evade the robotic drones. He moved to turn, but a quick laser blocked him. He jumped back and gave a whiney. He ducked down, dodging another shot. If he wasn't in danger, he would be admiring the build of these murder bots.

The drones backed him into a wall. He frantically looked around for a way of escape. They surrounded him. He bit his beak. "Aw, come on! Why are you so set on killing me!" he exclaimed. One of the drones answered by shooting at him. He ducked down, but the laser got his hat. A small flame grew on hit. He freaked out and threw it on the ground. He stomped on it and put out the flames. "Man! That was my favorite hat!" he cried.

The small bug that had been flying around hit him in the face again. Huey groaned and tightened his fists. "Ugh! First Dewey gets me stuck down here! Then these razaphrazan robots try to kill me! They ruined my hat and the STINKING BUG KEEPS FLYING IN MY FACE!" he burst. Steam came out of his ears and his face turned red. He let out a scream and charged through them.

He smashed several of them but an army still remained. He cooled down a bit, and smashed one last bot. The rest of the drones turned to him. He took off running again, annoyed at Dewey for getting him in this mess. He swooped behind a boulder. He held his breath, not wanting to give away his hiding spot. This was the first chance he had to think. He tried to come up with a plan but he was too frustrated. He found himself thinking of Dewey and how he didn't listen to him. But to his surprise, it wasn't just Dewey he was mad at. He found himself getting annoyed at his whole family, picking out certain moments when he dislike them.

He shook himself. Now wasn't the time to complain. Now wasn't the time to get mad at people that had hurt him at various points in his life. Now was the time for him to figure out the situation. He was supposed to be smart. He could do this.

Huey let out a sigh when he was sure the drones had passed him. He turned to leave, but walked into a drone. He gasped and on reflex, swatted it. It crashed into the boulder and sunk to the ground. He stared at the deactivated droid. He thought a minute. "Wait a minute," he said to himself. He picked up the orbital robot. He rolled it around in his hands and examined it.

"I could use this," he said. He opened up the drone and tweaked with the wires a bit. When he was done, he closed it up. He waited for the bot to start up. It turned on with a ding and the glowing red light turned green. The boy in red took out his phone and pulled out a controller type app. "Yes!" he cheered to himself. He controlled the robot for a bit. "Now, to deal with these droids." He peeked from around the rock and saw the robots searching for him.

Using the app on his phone, he controlled the drone to the middle of their crowd. Using another button, he shot a bunch of lasers out. He blasted them all out of the air. The red duckling grinned victorious. "Ha ha!" he cheered. He used his bot to smack against the other ones. Huey was amazed at how many robots he was able to take out.

He was proud when there was only one bot left. He strode over to it. He lifted his foot up to crush it, but startling him, a hologram flew out of it. He watched it peculiarly. A dark virtual figure stood before him. He couldn't tell what animal it was or what gender. He could just see the black image and barely make out a face. Then it spoke in a male voice. "Hello, Hubert Jet Duck."

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