Authors note: The finale is here. Let all who read cheer. Lena and Webby take the fight to Magica in hopes of quelling her reign and freeing all from her darkness. Will love be the victor or will cruel hate spell doom for all who bear witness? As another Weblena story comes to a close…it is this author's hope that support for these two continues to live on. A lengthy read awaits those who push on ahead, best brace yourselves…and judge for yourself if it is a fitting end.

CH.13: Lena's true power

Lena could not have imagined a better way of going out…not with a bang, but, with love. Embraced in the arms and lips of her love she felt like she was complete. No part of her was left aching or empty for Webby made her whole. It took her by surprise then that they wound up dropping into the water at the park startling a few joggers who went into a run.

Lena gasped some breaking the kiss she and Webby had shared and the two of them realize they are in public. "You know…you can let go of me now if you don't want people looking."

"I mean, I should, but then I wouldn't be able to do this." Webby leans up kissing her again and Lena blushes even more than she thought possible. The two of them were so perfect together and she didn't want the moment to end…but…time was against them and she feels she is the one to break it.

"I feel there will be enough time for this later…but right now we need to hurry to Scrooge and the others." She reaches down grabbing at Webby's hand and dragging the two of them out as they were soaking wet.

"You two…what do you think you were doing?" Lena notices a man watching them, he had just put down his paper and was clearly judging them.

"I was just sharing a moment with my girlfriend, is there a problem?" Lena studied him and he places his paper down as he shakes his head in a condescending manner.

"There is plenty wrong with that…you should keep such activity private. Really you two should have more control…two girls together it makes no sense, it is wrong on every level. You should be with a boy, leave this to curiosity and nothing more. I seriously do not see what future you two will have if you continue with this-."

"I feel like that is not your place to decide or tell them how to live their lives." Lena looks over and even the gentleman does as a female step into view. Wait…she knows this girl.

"And who are you to say such a thing?" He furrows a brow and Lena wonders what it is that she will do.

"I'm a girl who was ridiculed, pointed at, pushed to hide in a closet for how I felt about my girlfriend. This girl here stood up for me when I had no voice…or rather…I could not find mine. I am here returning the favor…being proud of who I am, who I love. You sit there judging based on your views and while everyone is entitled to such views…one shouldn't let them get ahead of one self."

Lena knew this girl for she was the one hiding behind her partner before Lena was possessed by her Aunt. She bore a strength that few had or shared as they were afraid of being labeled. She wore glasses which is something she didn't see the first time. She wore a cute shirt and some beret settled atop her head.

"You lot stick together don't you? If you keep down this road there will only be hurt…not going to be a day where any of this is right." He points his paper at them but doesn't say more as he heads off.

"Thank you for that." Lena walks over to her and holds out her hand. The girl shakes her head as she shakes.

"No need…I was only returning the favor. Truth is my girlfriend she has always been the one protecting me…being vocal against those who would tell us off. I think it took seeing you for me to have a voice…to really allow my power to be seen." She lets go of her hand before long and she adjusts her glasses.

"Power huh?" Lena wondered about that. It was not magic or anything so how did doing what they did hold any power over another?

"It is being able to vocalize what one feels…and only those who know of that pain can truly grasp it and put it out there. Duckburg is quite closeted but there are those of us who will not be pushed aside…but rather stand tall and proud for who we are and what we stand for, equality for those who would be left to dwell in the darkness. Love is love…if a guy and girl can find love why can't a female loving their own gender or even a male? I should go but thank you for that day…Lena."

Lena nods her head watching as the girl heads off. Seeing her and listening to her words gave her a better understanding of what she had to do with Magica. It was a long shot but perhaps all was not in vain. "Wait…what is your name?"

"I'm sorry, my name is Kate. I look forward to meeting you and your partner again." She walks off and Lena finds Webby's hand in her own.

"She seemed nice. I feel though we might need to huff it if we are to make it back before Magica truly rues the day and such." Webby's words bring her back to the present and Lena hurries them along intent on bringing an end to all this madness.

They arrive nearly out of breath but still able to keep their wits about them. Sure enough Magica has sealed off the manor with dark magic and strong magic at that. Lena considers all she has learned from her time in the shadows…though it only seemed a short while since Webby found her…for herself it was much longer.

If Webby hadn't shown when she did she might have truly lost herself to despair and regret. One could not change who their family was, but, they could look to better themselves and rise above all the negativity. This being said perhaps there was a way to punch a hole through this darkness.

"Webby keep holding my hand…no matter what do not let go." Lena shut her eyes as she focused on the love that was coming from Webby. There was no fear, there was no rising panic…there was a semblance of calm and a collection of wonderment in the moment. Together she and Webby were joined together by a red string of fate that bound them in a manner that no amount of hate or negativity could ever come between.

Lena begins to chant as the spell comes easily to her. The two are bound together from this day forth and with a sudden drainage of life magic or energy a burst sets forth shattering the dark magic that prevents them from entering. It was such a rush if not for Webby she would surely fall to her knees and try and catch her breath.

"Oh…oh…what was that?" Webby was breathing hard and Lena shared her sentiment. Truth was she had never performed such a spell before without blacking out. It was a different sort of magic that by one self it limited the user while together it created something quite powerful. Now of course doing this twice or close together would surely leave them down for the count so Lena didn't think this spell would be in their cards.

"It was a spell…one that requires an intense amount of physical energy or magic. It sort of taps into that energy and unleashes a burst of magic that can shatter the strongest of guard. It has created a brief opening we can use but getting out…that'll be another problem."

Webby smiles and rushes forth dragging Lena along as the barrier closes behind them leaving them much as trapped as those already here. It was hard to say how far along Magica was in her spell of getting rid of Scrooge and no doubt claiming this place as her own. Magica would be too drained in making her former residence into the once glamorous prestige it once was.

"Webby…before we proceed…I know this isn't your fight and you can always-." Lena was kissed and she melted into Webby holding the kiss before it is broken.

"This is as much your fight as it is mine. Magica has hurt all those around…and she intends on taking Scrooge away and I won't let her. Lena you aren't getting rid of me or benching me…we do this together." Lena blushes and kisses Webby's head to which the other girl squeals in delight.

"Let us go…this will be the final fight so let us do our best." Lena lets her go as they hurry off to face Magica.

Lena hid behind a pillar with Webby as they watches as Magica circles around the room. There appeared to be some sort of altar prepared and ingredients for a banishment spell. It did not look good as Huey, Dewey, and Louie were bound together while Launchpad was out cold. Bentina Beakley was suspended in the air with chains attached to her wrists that withstood her strength and struggle.

Scrooge of course was the main honor…standing in a circle drawn with blood, dark magic by the looks of it. He was staring daggers at Magica. "You are truly losing it if you think sending me away will be the end of your troubles Magica."

"Oh how I will miss these little chats of ours Scrooge. I will be sending you away from whence you will never be able to find your way back. It will be cold…and barren…and not even a drop of gold to keep your sanity about you." She laughs at that as she goes to look at a book.

"Webby…if we do not do something Scrooge will be sent somewhere far worse than where we were. I feel Scrooge wouldn't have much to drag him down there, but, wherever else it is that Magica has in mind will surely make Scrooge lose all hope and sanity. We cannot let her finish the incantation."

"Well…you know more about magic than I do, so, I will act as distraction while you put a frog in her potion and mess things up." Webby grinned.

"I love you Webby." She hugged her before they parted. "And for the record…frogs are viable ingredients for most potions."

"That is weird, huh, so frogs don't make healing ingredients? No wonder Louie was looking a bit green when I gave him my special homemade soup…oh don't worry the frog was alive…it just sat in the soup a bit…eh heh." Webby runs off making Lena wonder if she should deny any soup from her girlfriend in the future.

Sure enough Webby was already on the move. She was agile and swift seeking out the triplets first as she works on freeing them and then she confers with them before they set off to distract Magica. They were yelling and complaining of hurting from their bindings and Magica goes to them. Lena uses this distraction to roll along the ground and nodding her head to Scrooge she begins to work on messing up the circle just so Magica would have to work on drawing a new pool of blood, and honestly she did not want to know from where.

"Hello Lena…did you lose something?" Lena turns and was shot into a pillar by a burst of dark magic and she was held there as she looked at Magica.

"Yes…I lost any respect I had for you and I want to end you." Lena was thankful that Webby had given her the dime before coming here. Yes…it was a dime, a mirror image sort of representing duality of one's soul. There was a reason why coins had two sides to them, yin and yang, without one the coin didn't have much power or worth.

"You, end me, are you mad girl?" She lets out a squawk or a laugh, maybe a mixture or two that made up her cackle.

Magica then summons magic and shoots it at Webby who takes a brunt of the impact as she is sent skidding along the floor. She has no time to scream and their eyes meet across the way…Lena bound by magic and realizing that this time it was her turn to see someone she cared about taken.

Huey, Dewey, and Louie let out a scream as they charged at Magica but she swept them aside with glee in her features. Launchpad wakes up and seeing what happened to his little buddy he charges forth only to, wait, he actually was wrestling Magica for her staff.

"You have crossed the line Magica…no one hurts Dewey, and I mean no one!" Launchpad was quite strong and while Lena had not seen this side of him before she was glad that he was here.

"You are quite the fool, a lunkhead, a failure who only knows to crash vehicles…how is it that you can get up after being knocked down?' Magica glowers at him.

"It is because I crash that I know when to get back up…I can't just let life stand still, have to keep moving forward and learning when to crash and not to. That is my philosophy." He smiles as he manages to wrestle the magical tool from Magica who fumes.

"You are a buffoon and nothing more. Give me back that-." Launchpad tosses it and it spins about before Lena grasps it and uses it to free herself.

"A bit high but thanks Launchpad. You go tend to the others. Scrooge…you ok over there?' Lena calls out.

"I'm swell…aside from the fact you are related to this mad woman. Oh don't look surprised, you think my dime missing and secrets being kept go beyond my ears? We'll discuss this later, now, if you can beat this batty woman and get my dime back…damages will be forgiven."

Lena nods her head as she pulls out the dime she had and Magica festers where she stands. "Wait, what is that?"

"It is the other half of the dime…while you have the other. I wonder what will happen when the two join." Lena smirks and the two face off.

"You will not get the other dime…no matter what you feel right now, it will not beat the darkness. I am set to win this." Magica cackles and the battle begins. Both of them throwing out energy bursts as the other tries to get control; each cast of spell takes its toll.

Magica was quite powerful even without this object and for Lena she was only doing what she thought possible, not going beyond. Lena began to glow a burning blue as she exhibited symptoms of overexposure of light magic. Magica of course was sort of a hot pink of sorts as her feelings were brimming with power sated by desire to control others.

Each exchange of magic collided with the other making it so neither could stand still for long. Lena fought hard but even so her thoughts went to Webby who was not moving where she lay. Huey, Dewey, and Louie were looking after her. It was all her fault…she should have not brought Webby here. If she…if she didn't make it she would be blaming herself for the rest of time.

"Concerned for the girl…ha…you should be more concerned about this fight. When I win you will not be cast into the shadows…you will cease to exist!" Magica attacked and Lena was sent spinning across the room and landing on her side. Pain lanced up her and she noticed a wound on her body. Each cast of dark magic left a permanent scar on her that no amount of magic or medical means could rid from her.

"Oh…that burns," Lena looks over as Magica approaches. Getting up she places a hand on her hip and she goes on the defensive. Each attack after is a struggle.

"Is that really all you have? It is quite disappointing that all that reading you did, all that wonder when you were younger…and this is all it amounted to."

"I'm not through yet…Aunt Magica…in fact when I am done I am severing all ties to you. You are no family…you are just an oppressive force eager to impose your will on someone you find weaker. I endured all those years…but when you are gone…I will be free."

Lena began to chant as she gathered her energy about her. She then channeled said energy into the dime she had. Magica clearly was not focused on this as she too was bringing forth her dark energy, ready to cast her magic unto her and ridding her from existence. Both of them ready to unleash what would truly be their final moves.

In that moment all Lena thought about was Webby. She thought of her smile, her laugh, everything that made her special. She drew upon those memories and with a yell her magic is unleashed, her true power…and that was love. Dark and light magic collide and the building shakes and Lena falls back drained and not really knowing if she was dying or she was falling into an unconscious state, either way…no matter what…only one of them would be the winner.

Lena stirred in what appeared to be a bed and as she fought to open her lids she noticed a piercing light invade her view. Looking around the room she notices people gathered about her, they appeared to be relieved to see her awake. However…there was also a note of grievance, a sense of loss that slapped her across the face.

"Webby!" She threw her sheets off her and fought off anyone trying to keep her bedbound. Her legs buckled as she was sore all over but nothing would detain her. She found Webby lying on a bed, unmoving, no response.

"Let the lass be…she has been through enough. The Doctor says she is at peace…her pulse is weak…too much dark magic was done…" Scrooge sat at her bedside resting his head in his hands.

"The dime…do you have it?" Lena had forgotten that Magica had the other time. Scrooge studies her a bit till he reaches forth and produces the dime. It was a bit burnt but it was still the other half.

"Lena, I'm not entirely sure what you are planning…but let it be. You defeated Magica and that is all that matters. You are free…you have proven your loyalty even after being found out your related to that mad witch. Webby…"

"Please, Scrooge, she is not lost…not yet. Give me the dime and I can set things right." Lena could see the others uncertain, and yet, she had placed her life on the line so they appeared to consider their options and nodding their heads…it was up to Scrooge.

"It is just one half of a dime…not sure what ye can do with it lass, but, go on…do what you must and be done with it." Scrooge hands her the dime and she connects her dime with his and places it on Webby's forehead. Lena wasn't sure if this would work but the combined magic of forging the dime together might produce the needed juice to get her awake. It was a longshot and yet if it could bring Magica forth from the shadows…why not bring back Webby back form the dark place she was?

"Webby, please, come back to me." She waits and when nothing happens she begins to feel herself cry. Her tear falls onto the dime and in a miraculous wash of blue and pink the room is swept with magical energy and Webby starts up.

"I'm up…huh…I just had the strangest dream. Hey, why is everyone looking so glum?" There were cheers around the room and everyone gathered around Webby. Lena smiles some but knows Webby should be with the people who matter and all she had caused was hurt to her. Slipping out of the room she finds her clothes and heads out figuring she had to think ahead now. Webby would be safe now without Magica about.

Afterwards

Lena had been gone for a week…busy repairing the manor that had belonged to her Aunt and making it more presentable. It was her home now…honestly it was the only home she knew. Scrooge had given her a bit of a loan per say or rather a reward for having defeated Magica so she would be able to live for a bit on her own.

Of course…she was never truly alone. Her disappearance from the McDuck Manor had caused Webby quite a bit of panic. She received quite a scolding from her and well from that day forth she was welcome there…so long as no magic was involved. Yeah that was a rule now…cause Scrooge had even more suspicion of any magic.

Lena stood there and she felt hands slip around her waist from behind and she leans back some. "So…you sticking around then?" Webby inquires.

"Webby…I'm bad news, what if I become like Aunt Magica?" After the fight no one could find her, it was almost like she had vanished. Still…she didn't put it past her Aunt to be gone forever.

"You are nothing like your Aunt…in fact you are better. So, aim higher, put your resources to good work. I love you and I am not seeing you go down that road." Lena laughs as she turns around in her hold and gazes down at her.

"I love you too Webby…and from this day forth…I am good and no worse dime business for me, swear." She then kisses her and the two of them hold the kiss…standing there swept up in their romance, their dealings with Magica put behind them as they look forward to a brighter future than ever before.

THE END