This is just an idea for my new story. Don't worry, this is a prologue and really short! The real chapters will be longer. Please tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. (first and last disclaimer for this story!)

It was the night before Christmas and a hush had fallen over the city making it unusually quiet. There was no one outside, everyone was celebrating the Christmas miracle with their beloved ones. At the edge of the city, hidden behind the trees was a small zoo. The zoo was greatly decorated and light up the whole park.

In the penguins habitat, one little penguin was outside. Standing alone in the cold December air. He easily jumped out of the habitat and waddled around the zoo. It was so quiet, he could hear the echo of his own footsteps. With childish curiosity and innocence he glanced around the zoo. The habitats were decorated with Christmas baubles and garlands. Little colored lights made his eyes sparkle in what seemed like a rainbow of colors. A warm fuzzy feeling settled down in his stomach. Oh, how he loved Christmas. He snapped out of his Christmas dream by a faint noise. Little Private waddled over to where the noise came from. It was a voice, a soft angelic voice filling the air with her sweet song.

' Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child
Holy Infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour is born'

By the third couplet Private noticed that the person cried as it didn't sound as pure as before.

' Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth'

Private waddled closer the figure that was settled down on the ground near the main entrance of the zoo. It was obviously a girl, judging by the voice but before her was another figure. This figure was very small and laid motionless on the cold pavement. Carefully, the young penguin approached the crying animal.

" E-Excuse me, but can I help you?" He asked in his charming British accent. The crying animal turned around to face whoever was approaching her. It was only now that Private saw it was a female penguin. She waddled over to him shakily until her feet gave in and she collapsed in front of him.

"P-please… the baby, she's dying." She managed to get out. " I-It's my baby sister… I got to take care of her. Help… please." Private ran as fast as he could to the baby on the ground and picked her up gently. But it was too late. Her little penguin head fell limply over his flippers as she showed no sign of life. Private turned around with tears in his eyes. The female penguin had managed to stand up but at the sight of Private's sorrowful expression, she fell backwards into oblivious.

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