Penguins. We were just penguins. No one would ever expect us to do anything more that smile and wave, and perform our little tricks. We weren't intelligent enough for anything more than abstract thought and basic communication. We couldn't… feel like people could. I've always resented that. Those thoughts will be put to an end, soon, of course… But I'm getting a bit ahead of myself, aren't I? No, our story begins, not as penguins… but as humans. Sometimes I wonder if it truly was an accident that made all of this happen… and sometimes I wonder if it was fate. There are so many things that would have never happened if this little accident hadn't occurred, both good and bad.
Our adventure began on a nice summer day. We were in the HQ, getting ready to go topside. Kowalski had been… distracted lately, with his new invention. It was "going to revolutionize stealth" as he put it. Of course, I had no idea what any of it was, that he was doing. I just hoped it wouldn't blow up in our faces…. Like it usually did. Hehe, a bit ironic I guess. Technically it didn't blow up in our faces… It blew up everywhere.
My name is Bratumil Private Guerrero… and this is where our story begins.