“What is time?” challenged the physics professor to his students. “Sure we measure it with our clocks but what is it? Is it a concept relative to it’s measurement? I don’t know. What is future? What is past?” He looked around the room, some students were lost, others were mystified. “I only believe in the present. The past only exists in memory and the future only exists in hope for the present, would any of you choose to disagree with that statement?” The room fell silent, of course nobody disagreed. Who would be foolish enough to disagree with the best and brightest man in the world, Dr. Richard P. Sobotski? Then it happened. One person raised, their hand, or hook in this case. “You, you in the front row dressed like a duck with hooks, you disagree with me?”

“YES!,” shouted the lone dissenter. Sobotski realized he was standing four feet away from Duckhook.

“Holy crap,” he mumbled to himself as Duckhook stood up. Sobotski reeled backwords and hit his desk knocking down papers everywhere. Then Duckhook picked up a beeker with his hook and tossed it and Sobotski’s head. “OWWWWWWWWW,” said Sobotski, “that really burns!”

“It’s acid,” replied Duckhook before flying away.

“That explains the burn,” replied Sobotski.

Author’s Note: This story totally got me pumped. It’s deep but then it busts out with Duckhook fighting action at the end. Holy crap.