The Duck Avenger is a mysterious masked figure of the night. He appears all over the kingdom, hopping from one world to another, and giving local minor villains a headache. Nobody quite knows who he is or what his goal is, but he's reportedly gone on record to say he fights for good and justice, and to protect those who can't protect themselves.
However, despite his blatant disdain and antagonism towards the Horned King's forces, he's refused every single attempt of recruitment on part of Walt's Heroes, citing their lack in numbers and power, and expressing disbelief in the notion they'd ever be able to defeat the enemy forces.
It was pure luck that Donald wasn't there the day Toon Town fell. Whether it was good or bad luck- that's the thing he's not yet too sure of.
He was in Duckburg when it happened, busy doing whatever miserably-paid job Uncle Scrooge felt like having him do at the time. The kids were doing whatever it is they do, playing around, probably destroying something expensive. All around a pretty normal day, it seemed like. That wouldn't last.
Usually, the news wouldn't report happenings from other worlds. But this was unprecedented, terrifying and catastrophic. They all dropped what they were doing to watch the report of the events in real time. Nobody dared say a word.
It's been maybe a month since it happened. Mickey's still nowhere to be found, and neither are Minnie or Daisy. He refuses- refuses to think about what this means. If he lets himself dwell on it too long, he can feel the last shreds of hope he holds on to fade away.
Over the course of that month, everyone seems to have found their way into the money bin, where now Gladstone and Fethry seem to be pointedly not talking about anything while Scrooge rants about something to Gyro and the kids throw marbles across the room. Everyone seems to be waiting for the worst to happen; Duckburg is already crawling with villains, and it couldn't be much longer until they formally joined the Horned King and brought the city under their rule. Villains were spreading like an infection from the heart of the worlds, unstoppable.
Donald Duck glanced at his friends and family and knew they wouldn't go down so easily. Hell, thwarting takeover attempts was little more than a sunday family activity to them. Between Scrooge's experience, Gyro's inventions and Gladstone's ridiculous luck, they had a real shot at surviving whatever was thrown at them. But this was different; This was worse than anything they'd faced before. They were going to have to put everything they had into surviving.
And they wouldn't do it handicapped. They couldn't. Donald wouldn't let them.
Donald leaves in the middle of the night, stopping only at his house to suit up and pick up all the weapons he can, not because he's a coward (he lies to himself), but because they don't deserve to have him dragging them all down. They're smart, and resourceful, and they can push through anything, but they can't afford to be dealing with Donald's hurricane of bad luck jinxing their every step.
Donald Duck will disappear without a word, never to be heard from again, and the world will be better for it.
The Duck Avenger, on the other hand, will thrive.
+ Hard-working
+ Loyal
+ Athletic
+ Quick-Thinking
+ Determined
- Hair-Trigger Temper
- Supernaturally Bad Luck
- Lazy
- Stubborn
-Cowardly
Under the Duck Avenger identity, Donald is much more competent than his usual self, and stops doubting himself. However, all of his core character flaws are still very much intact and can be very much an issue when the push comes to shove.
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