This is my first um well time writing this type of a story.
ENJOY! CX
It was a little past ten o'clock at night. The boys were creating a battle scenario.
"So where are we again? And why are we doing this?" Private asked. He didn't understand the reason behind this exercise.
"We are in a lair several thousand feet under the Atlantic Ocean, belonging to a strange man named Maldos, and are about to go into a battle four on four thousand!" Kowalski explained. "As for why? Yeah I haven't a clue."
"We are doing this exercise to see how smart you three really are." Skipper informed. "If you haven't noticed I only provided the location and problem. You have done the rest."
"Hmmm. So, so far we have swards, armor, and a few of Rico's guns. All from Rico." Kowalski said.
"And there is only four of us…so we need some sort of strategy to beat four thousand…" Private continued.
"Wrader glipdu gratsiv habld giblogty." Rico added.
"Yes we need a very special well thought out plan Rico. But what?" Kowalski replied.
"Do they know where we are?" Private asked.
"No." Skipper replied. He could almost see the wood burning in Privates head.
"We could sneak around them." Private suggested. If the enemy didn't know their position then the longer they stayed hidden the better.
"You could." Skipper agreed. But he would say no more.
"So then we would need darts too." Kowalski said figuring the situation in his head. "Tranquilizer darts."
"Yup." Rico replied.
"And we could cause some unexplained pass outs." Private added. Now he saw it all coming together. They would sneak around and shoot tranquilizer darts at random victims and when they knocked out enough that they could handle the rest, or ran out of darts, they would attack. It was perfect.
"Yes! And when we run out of darts, then we strike!" Kowalski finished. Or thought he finished.
"What if they catch you?" Skipper calmly. They had to have multiple back up plans.
"Well. Um… then." Kowalski stumbled.
None of them could come up with a plan B. their plan was so great to them that they didn't anticipate it failing. If it ever happened. They didn't know what else to do.
Skipper sighed. "You escape." He explained impatiently. Although he didn't expect them to have a plan B. that was his job. "And then find a map if possible. If not, find something useful. Sneak around taking out one man at a time. And then when you get back to the crowd. Get into a corner. Think of that corner as your base. And protect it." He finished. It was short. And to the point.
"Oh. Yeah. That would work." Kowalski stated. A little embarrassed, it was really very simple.
Skipper smiled. They were very skilled. Very clever and smart. But they still had so very much to learn. Truthfully they were only about twenty percent done with their training. They were very experienced. But a master at martial arts would easily take them down. He wasn't a master. He was only ninety five percent done with his own training. Not a master just yet.
"Only if, Kowalski. Besides, that was a grade A plan. I honestly didn't expect that." Skipper said truthfully. He didn't expect a plan like that. He himself could have thought that up. But they didn't seem…. Experienced enough to think up that. Well apparently they were. And that was something to be proud of. Never mind plan B.
"You really think so?" Private asked hopefully.
"Private, would I say it if I didn't think so?" Skipper responded reassuringly.
"I guess not." He answered.
Rico yawned.
"Get some rest. You deserve it." Skipper said climbing the ladder.
Then he was gone. The boys went to bed. They wanted to sleep.
Skipper was watching out over the streets when he saw it. It wasn't plane. It was far too low. And there was no such thing as a hover car. But coming straight towards him, twenty or so yards above the ground were two lights. He didn't know what they were.
He went back down to the HQ. It was now twelve thirty. He woke up the guys and explained what he saw.
"I don't know Skipper." Kowalski replied baffled, "It does seem out of the ordinary."
Skipper was pacing in front of them. "What could it be? It wasn't a plane or a car. What else Stays close to the ground and hovers?" He asked Kowalski.
"Well, it could be a child's toy." He suggested.
"No It wa-" A loud crash interrupted him. They all looked at each other with confusion for
A minute before jumping out and rushing to the scene.
Crashed in front of the zoovineer shop was a vehicle. It looked like it might have been oval in shape with four spiked wings and a cars' front end.
But that's not what surprised them. Floating before them on his little segway. That was the last thing that
They wanted.
Skipper immediately started growling at him.
Yeah it's short for what I usually write. But it will get better. I promise!
