Negaduck

Negaduck sat in his lair, cackling wildly to himself, conjuring up a dastardly scheme to gain control of all of St. Canard, muttering to himself between cackles. He leans back in his chair, glaring down at the massive city below with utter disgust, knowing Darkwing Duck was somewhere out there living his petty stupid life. Negaduck was currently at one of the many hideouts he'd created for himself in the city, where he could devise his self-proclaimed brilliant plans in peace. He sighed to himself, his shoulder still sore from fighting with Darkwing earlier. It wasn't fair..he never got what he wanted and that stupid bastard always won. It was truly humiliating and infuriating. He clenches his fists and snarls furiously, he had to think something...anything to finally rid that no good bastard for good.

‘’Stupid Darkwing, always ruining my plans with his ‘peace’ and shit. It's bullshit! Utter idiocy! Why must he always interfere?!’’ He scowls and lights a cigarette, putting it to his mouth and taking a smoke. He hated this..all that peace and crap were starting to get on his nerves. Everyone were pissing him off, even his own henchmen!