The Mighty Duck's are property of Disney Corp. No copyright infringment is intened. ------------------------------- This story is told through the views of Wildwing _______________________________________________________ *In The Eye's Of The Beholder* 'This was some bright idea of mine' Wildwing cursed himself. 'I just couldn't wait for the others to get back could I? They were an hours drive away anyways. And if me & Renee hadn't gone on this mission, Anaheim wouldn't even exist. Thank god Renee's not blaming me for getting us captured. We may of succedded in foiling Dragaunus's plans of destroying Anaheim, but I still got us captured and now we're locked in this accursed cell waiting for Dragaunus to wake up in the morning to do whatever he's gonna do to us. He'll probably kill us' I look at Renee who's in the corner, she see's me looking at her and she smiles lightly. 'Why does she always sit in the corners or with her back to the wall?' I ask myself. Then I realize what she's doing, in the corner there's only 2 places where danger can come from, and that's above and in front of her, against the wall there's 4 places it can come from. 'She never talks unless she's asked to, it's like she's afraid to say anything. She never complains. I'll have to thank her if we live through this, for not teasing me for getting us captured like the others would do. I have to protect her, no matter what. She's been so calm with everyone, even more quiet than Grin. She's only a little kid' I walk over to her, leaving the bars of the cell behind, she looks at me strangly and tilts her head slightly to the side as I sit down almost in front of her. Im sitting sideway's, in a way that protects her from a frontal attack but let's me see danger if it comes. 'Thank god she's so small' I think as I wrap my arms around her and hold her tight 'the smaller she is the harder she's to hit, and the easier to protect' I look down at her and she smiles widely, realizing what im doing for her. "am I holding you to tight?" I whisper to her, hoping that our Drone guard doesn't hear us. She shakes her head and rests against my chest armour, clenching lightly to the lose part of my shirt that comes out from under my chest armour. "who's this Rusty that your always telling us about when you talk?" I ask her, laying my head down on her head to make her comfortable. I listen to her breathing as it slows down and evens out. I look down at her to find her fast asleep. I smile and let her rest, finding myself going to sleep also. Im awaken with a rude start, Renee yip's and I find Falcone had grabbed her arm was was trying to take her out of my arms. I fight for her but he electrocutes me with a shock rod. I collaspe to the floor of the cell, holding my side where I was hit and he quickly drags her out of the cell. The drones are quickly dismissed and leave the room upon Falcone's order. No one else is there in the hallway besides him and Renee who he's forcing to bend over the edge of a table. I pound the floor with my fist, seeing what he's about to do. He's about to force himself into her. But Renee surprises us both when she brings up her leg, lifting up her foot towards herself in a snap which kicks Falcone in the rear. Falcone only becomes more angry and splits her legs wide and presses his midrif against her rump, his pants are still done up. He leans forward, with a knife he slices off the belt of her pants. She brings up her head in a sudden uplift which hits him under the chin and knocks him back and gives her enough room to perform a round house kick in a little jump which kicks him in the face. "get him Renee" I gasp, encouraging her. My whole body is screaming from my movements, still aching from the electrocution Falcone gave me. I watch them never the less. Falcone is to surprised to fight back before he becomes to dazed to even think about it. Renee jumps up a little in a kick. Her foot hits him in under the chin and throws him back and he hits teh floor. He stagers to get to his feet, and by then Renee has surprised me yet again by producing sheriken's from the bottom of her boots. Her's are tiny 3 leafed metal stars that are only a mm thick and only an inch across at their longest points. She throws one quickly at Falcone. He's knocked back to the wall suddenly by it, it pins the shoulder pad of his shirt to the wall, she throws another one at him, and follow with a succesion of 6 more. Pinning each soulder, both sides, his ankles, and the wrists of cloth on his gloves to the wall. He's to stunned to move. "shush Wildwing.....nothing need be said" Renee hushed me in her usual whispery tone. She had crossed wires in the control pannel to open the cell bars. She tries her best to drag me to my feet, I believe that im to heavy for her, but still, she manages to get me to my feet and we some how manage to escape from the Raptor. She takes me home in the back of my Stingray which I drove us there in. It's still night out. The Migrator had been taken by Duke to a car show in LA, and the others had gone with him, they had also taken all the cycles. I slip into the darkness of sleep. I awake, it's morning, or so my clock tells me. I find Renee sitting on the edge of my bed next to me. "how long have I been out?" I ask her, rubbing my side which I find has been bandaged. "it's only morning Wildwing" she tells me quietly. "the others weren't informed of the disturbance last night. It seem's that all but one of them had forgotten their com's at home, and the one that had brought it with them had left it in the hotel room and was at a dance club at the time of Drake One's alarm" she hands me a glass of milk. "did Falcone hurt you?" I ask her, I need to know if she was hurt the night before. "not nearly as much as how I hurt him" she smiles at me and kisses my forhead for some reason "get some rest" she says, with a smile that makes me feel all warm deep inside, she leaves the room just as quietly as she speaks. 'is this love?' my mind asks me. It had been ages since I had felt that tingly feelings when a girl smiled at me. 'it can't be' I tell my mind sternly 'im her leader. Leader's can't have a relationship with their teammates' I remind myself of Nosedive 'no, that's different. Thats only because im his older brother. But having a girlfriend that's also my team-mate and my soldier would be near impossible' I allow myself to go back to sleep.