Hi!!! I'm posting this prologue to give you all something to look forward to in this book. Updates may be a bit slower than my other fanfics. Cover done by me, yes I know it's a bit weird but it was the only design that I came up with that I kinda liked. I might change it in the future if I come up with a better design. Any who, you my dear reader in this prologue are at the age of 5. Though the rest of the book takes place when you are 23 cause that's how old I think Fenton is. I'm making up a name for your parents cause it'll be easier for me to do that. I hope you enjoy wonderful people! Oh and quick heads up, this prologue gets deadly.

''Mommy, when's daddy coming home?'' you asked looking out your house window at the driveway. 

"Soon dear, soon." your mother responded making dinner in the kitchen.

You let out a sigh, and rested your head on the windowsill, "I hope so." 

~•~

  Hours seemed to go by, and no sign of your father, you waited patiently by the windowsill, looking out over the driveway. Nothing.

''Come on (Y/n) sweetie, dinner will get cold. I'm sure daddy's just running a bit late that's all.'' your mother said.

''But I want to be the first thing daddy sees when he comes.'' you pleaded.

  Your mother let out a sigh, she was worried about her husband, he was never late. She feared they had finally found him. She walked over to the windowsill where you were sitting and sat down next to you. ''Let's wait together then.''

  The two of you sat patiently together, waiting. Dinner was defiantly cold. Your mother hugged you close, fear shone in her eyes.

''Please come home daddy, please.'' you whispered.

  Suddenly the phone rang, your mother got up quickly and rushed over to answer it. 

''Hello?'' she asked into the phone.

  You could barely hear the muffled voice on the other side, but the voice sounded like your father from what you could hear.

''Oh no, no no no, why today of all days?!'' your mother said eyes growing wide, ''Okay, Zach I need you to calm down, where should (y/n) and I meet you.''

More muffled talking.

''Okay, I'll be sure to meet you there as soon as possible. Please try to stay safe for the time being.'' she hung up and turned to you.

''Mommy, was that daddy?'' you asked hopefully.

  Your mother looked at you her eyes tearing up, she walked over to you and knelt down so she was level with you, ''Yes (y/n), I know none of this will make sense to you, but some very bad people are looking for us right now. We need to leave here as soon as possible.''

  You nodded, slightly confused but you saw the worry in your mothers eyes and you knew something was wrong.

  She gave you a small smile and took your hand leading you to the garage. The two of you got in the car and your mother drove away from the house fast. A car seemed to follow behind at a good distance, your mother noticed this and started to drive faster. The car kept gaining on you. Your mother turned a sharp corner abruptly and and other car sped past. She stopped the car and got you out of your booster. She picked you up and ran as fast as she could away from the car. You looked back at the car, as soon as you did it blew up bursting into flames.

  You let out a whimper and hugged your mother closer, she tightened her grip and told you everything was going to be okay. What was going on? The two of you ran through the busy streets of Duckburg fearing for your life. Your mother turned a corner and entered an alleyway and there standing in the alleyway was your father.

''Daddy!'' you exclaimed.

''(y/n)! Martha! You made it!'' he ran to the two of you and embraced you in a warm hug.

''Oh Zach, thank goodness your safe! I was worried they got you.'' your mother said tears streaming down her face, hugging her husband dearly.

''I love you too, but where's the car?'' he asked separating from the hug.

''They planted a bomb on it, we barely escaped alive.'' your mother answered.

''Oh no, at least the two of you survived.'' your father said kissing your mother on the cheek.

''Daddy what's going on?'' you asked still not really understanding what was going on.

  Your father looked down at you and put a hand on your shoulder, ''Pumpkin, (his nickname for you) if we told you, you wouldn't understand, at least not now. The world is full of good and bad people, and the bad will stop at nothing til they have their revenge I'm afraid...''

''You're right Zachary, we do get our revenge.'' spoke a male voice from behind the family. Martha and Zach froze solid in fear. They had found them.

   Your father turned around to face the duck mustering up all his courage. A smirk spread across the duck's beak. He had a scar across his eye and he wore a black suit, which you could've sworn was dyed a dark shade of blood red.

''Get behind me.'' your father ordered you and your mother. Your mother grabbed your hand pulling you back with her.

  More ducks, most likely henchmen, (henchduck? idk) walked into the alleyway surrounding the family. One of the ducks grabbed hold of your father keeping him in place making sure he didn't try to escape.

''What do want with us Jormundur.'' your father said bravely. 

(I got the name from the book series 'Inheritance' it's not on wattpad the name doesn't mean anything I just wanted to use an interesting name for the antagonist)

''Oh nothing, just the blood of your family staining the streets.'' he replied simply. Your mother held you closer to her. The duck noticed you and smirked again, ''Well, looks like the two of you got busy.'' 

  He walked over to you and yanked you away from your mother, you felt yourself on the verge of tears but stayed strong not wanting to do something wrong. 

''Looks just like her mother but clearly got her eyes from her father. What's your name child?'' Jormundur asked cupping your cheeks with his hand. You wanted to run but you couldn't, fear made your legs freeze in place.

''(Y/-nn)'' you stuttered.

''(y/n), my what a pretty name.'' he said observing you carefully.

''Leave her alone!'' your mother yelled lunging at Jormundur, but his henchmen stopped her, pinning her to the wall. 

''Leave my family out of this! It's me you want, just please, don't hurt them.'' your father pleaded. 

''Um... how about no. This is what you get when you cross paths with me.'' Jormundur replied tightening his grip on you.

''I had no choice for what I did back there and you know that, now please let go of my daughter!'' your father continued to plead.

''Oh really? You had every right not to do what you did and you still did it! So because of that I'll take away everything you love starting with your family!'' he released you and shoved you at your mother who broke free and embraced you in her arms. You hugged her dearly, but it was short-lived when Jormudur took out a  gun and pointed it at you.

  His finger on top of the trigger, smirking that evil smile. Your father struggled to get free with all his mighty might, tears streamed down his eyes. He could not lose his sweet pumpkin, not his sweet (y/n), all because of his own doing. Sure, what he did was right, but was it really worth it now? Was it worth it to have his own daughter die because of it? With every last ounce of energy he had left Zach fought himself free of the henchman's grip and lunged himself at you..........

BAM! 

You closed your eyes, ready to take the pain. But you felt nothing. Your eyes blinked open to a horrifying sight.

There lying in front of you was your father, blood showing through his shirt. He had been shot.

''DADDY!'' you screamed kneeling next to your fathers body.

''ZACH!'' your mother screamed doing the same.

  You looked down at your father, tears running down your face. ''Daddy, please no, please.'' Your father coughed heavily.

''(y/n), baby, please don't cry.'' he said softly looking at you and your mother, ''Even though I'm gone, I'm always in your heart.'' and with one last look at you and your mother he closed his eyes, and his body went limp.

''Daddy?'' you asked shaking him a little bit hoping he would awake, ''Daddy please wake up!''

  You felt a hand on your shoulder and looked up to see it was from your mother. ''(y/n) sweetie, I don't think daddy's going to wake up.'' saying those words made tears start to stream down her own face. He was never going to wake up. Something sparked inside your mother, anger. She felt anger towards the duck that did this, anger that the love of her life had been taken away from her. Anger, only anger, that her daughter would now have to live without a father. She got to her webbed feet channeling that anger. 

  Martha turned toward Jormundur, ''You monster!!!!!!! Do you realize what you just did?!''

Jormundur stood frozen in fear. What had he just done?  No, he could make this work. He turned to face your mother and shrugged, ''He got in the way.''

Those words hit Martha like a bullet, knocking down the wall that kept her anger in. ''YOU WILL PAY FOR KILLING THE LOVE OF MY LIFE....'' she lunged herself at Jormundur and wrestled him to the ground. He shoved her off him and picked her up by the neck. 

''No, you will pay for marrying that man.'' and with that he shoved her head forcefully into the brick wall. Smashing her head and killing her instantly. All while you watched in horror.

  Your mother collapsed to the ground, her head bleeding out. You tried to run to her side but one of the henchmen stopped you pinning your arms behind your back refraining you from reaching your mother to comfort her at her last hour.

"MOMMY NOOOO!!!!!!!! PLEASE NOOOO!!! " you screamed fighting the ducks grip with all your might. You kicked and screamed for help, all while the tears poured down your young face. 

  Jormundur turned his attention to you, your legs trembled in fear. 

''Whaa-t do y-you w-want wi-ith me.'' you stuttered.

Sirens started in the distance, getting louder and louder.

  Jormundur knew the police would be here soon, so he had to kill you quick. Or he could kidnap you, raise you as his own. No, you had already seen him kill your parents you would be considered a witness and he couldn't have that. He gave you a evilly cold look, and despite you being 5 you knew exactly what that looked meant. 

''Let's make this quick.'' he took out the same gun that had killed your father and pointed it at you. You struggled to get free of the henchman's grasp screaming at the top of your lungs for help.

  Jormundur was just about to pull the trigger to end your life when....

''This is the Police of Duckburg put your hands up where we can see them.''

Jormundur froze for a second, fear glinted in his eyes. In the blink of an eye he shoved the henchman holding you away and grabbed you pointing the gun at your head facing the line of police. 

  The police tried to step forward to get to you but Jormundur held the gun closer to your head.  ''Come closer, and the girl dies.'' he threatened. You let out a whimper in the murder's arms fearing for your life.

''Jormundur, yes we know who you are, let the girl go. We can sort this out in a peaceful manner, just don't harm her.'' one of the police pleaded. 

''Sort this out in a peaceful manner?!'' the murder scoffed, ''I know what you will do if I release the girl. You will lock me up and send me to jail and I don't really want to spend the rest of my life behind bars. So the girl stays in my grasp.'' he held the gun tighter against your head.

''LET ME GO!'' you yelled trying to fight yourself free of Jormundur's grip.

''Hush child!'' he screamed.

''Jormundur please let her go, we promise not to harm you.'' the policeman pleaded once again.

''Never!'' he motioned to his henchmen, ''Take care of them.''

The henchmen nodded and sprung themselves at the police attacking them. The police fought back trying to get to you.

Jormundur started to run with you in the opposite direction of the fight, the gun still pointed at your head. You fought through his grip and cause you were desperate, bit down hard on his arm holding the gun.

  Jormundur let out a yelp in pain and lost grip of the gun letting it drop to the ground. ''WHY YOU LITTLE B****!'' you used this to your advantage and swooped down grabbing the gun pointing it at Jormundur. Seeing the gun in your hands he immediately put his hands up, now look who was the one fearing for their life.

  The police finally fought their way through the henchmen and ran towards you. They all stopped in their tracks when they saw the gun in your hands and not Jormundur's. You kept the gun pointed at the murder while the police handcuffed him. One police took the man away and another came over to you. 

  You, seeing the policeman walking toward you, lowered the gun in your hands and collapsed to the ground, breaking down in tears. The policeman walked over to you and sat down next to you putting a comforting hand on your shoulder. You looked up at him with your big bright tear-filled eyes and cried into his shoulder. He was hesitant at first but then wrapped his arms around you pulling you into a hug and you excepted gratefully.

''Don't worry kid, you're safe now.''

Hearing those words made you smile, you were safe. Nothing bad would ever happen again....

Hopefully.

Hehe, sorry for the sad beginning the rest of the story won't be like this so don't worry. Actually I'm not gonna make that promise. I don't know why I like writing sad things like this I just do. And don't worry, you'll be seeing Fenton soon, well more like Gizmoduck but enough spoilers!