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Chapter 1: Twisted Up Inside

Darkwing Duck's origin, starting just after highschool and his big fight with Megavolt. He travels the world trying to learn the skills he needs to achieve his dream of being a crime fighter, facing both cruel teachers and unexpected allies. He has ups and downs, emotional moments and horrid mistakes, tears and laughter. His flaws and virtues and motivations are explored in-depth, revealing his dreams and fears and struggles.

He has a falling out with his family, his last tether to Drake The Dweeb, so renounces civilian life entirely.

He makes a few arrests, has a few success, things are looking good... Until they aren't. Until the city barely acknowledges him 90% of the time, and mocks his hat the other 10%. Until the criminals he goes after start hitting harder, leaving him crawling back to the tower each night.

Night after night of repetitive, painful work, with no or horrible recognition. He can't take it anymore. If this city doesn't want him, he doesn't want it either! He's had enough of the criminals always winning in the end, enough of the ungrateful populace, enough of being a hero!

So he leaves. He's without a home, without support, lost in a cruel world. He hits string of bad luck after string of bad luck, his hopes occasionally building only to be torn down. He's a cracked shell of the duck he once was.

But then the news shows a Supervillain destroying St Canard. It shows the people running, screaming, hurting. It shows fire and rubble and pain. It shows the only place that Drake Mallard ever meant anything, the only place he ever had a purpose, the only place he ever really called home.

He remembers the hero he used to be, remembers the sting of rejection, and decides it doesn't matter. The city is burning, so he has to go home...

And add some gasoline to the flames.