"Aw, come on." Megavolt grabbed Tegwen's left wrist carefully, the silver bracelet settling comfortably between his gloved fingers.

"No --" Tegwen protested, trying to pry his hand off. "I can't --"

"You wanted to get Darkwing, didn't you?" Megavolt asked, continuing to walk while dragging Tegwen beside him. "This is your chance."

The Jewel Garden was one block away and Tegwen's heart pounded in her ears. Not here, not now . . . She knew it was a few minutes before ten o'clock at night. Just like the last time I was here . . . "There will be other chances," Tegwen grunted, trying with all her might to free herself from Megavolt's grasp. "Other places! Now, let go of me!" She hissed.

"We're almost there," Megavolt replied merrily. "You'll see, everything will work out and we'll have Darkwing before you know it!"



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