North Wind Island

North Wind airbase

9:00 P.M. Eastern Standard Time

"Thankgiving Eve"

(Classified's POV)

"Classified the plane is here!" Short Fuse said. I looked out to window and saw an Airbus Beluga fly past as it come in for a landing. "Excellent," I said, "right on time." The Giant Cargo plane touched down and taxied down the runway. "This is agent Classified!" I said into a radio, "prepare to receive the North Wind One!" "roger…" the voice on the other end said. We rushed towards the Hangers as the gaint plane braked and coasted to a stop inside it's specially designed gaint hanger. The unloading system slid up to the massive cargo flap as the hanger doors sealed behind the aircraft. It dwarfed the cargo planes, the twin rotor cargo helicopters, and the B-32's that were also in the hanger.

North Wind One was painted on the side of the aircraft. The North Wind Logo was printed on either side of the cockpit. The front of the cargo bay door where a number would go was blank. Offically Airbus only made Five of these special airplanes and we like it to stay that way. Our Beluga was specially modified to be a Aerial Command Center. Which is way it now holds the North Wind One designation. Two boeing 787's were outfitted to serve as the backups. "Open it up!" I shouted. The cargo hatch on the front of the aircraft slid up into it's open position. Their was a loud click as the cargo unloader secured itself to the rail-system inside the aircraft.

A Camo Military Truck with the North wind insigna drove out of the massive plane. A single cargo crate was secured to the bed of the truck. "We found this in the outskirts of New York," the driver said. "Did anyone see the plane," I muttered. "No," the driver replied as the he drove off. A convoy of trucks and jeeps follow the truck out of the cargohold. "This is agent classified to North Wind One," I said, "permission to come aboard, over." "This is North Wind One to Agent Classified," was the response, "permission granted. Come on in." we entered the plane and found ourselves inside the cargo hold.

Several jeeps and other vehicles were still parked inside the cargo hold. A massive gasoline tank dominated the back of the aircraft. Because of the beluga's size it is also a mid-air refueling station for the cargo planes that serve as our mid-air refueling stations. Armed guards stood watch on the balconies on either side of the hold. A bunch of lights on the ceiling flooded the hold with light so the crew could actually see what they were doing. A hatch was currently shut over the stairs that lead to the main flight deck below. All the facilities that make this modified aircraft a Operation Mobile base is below.

The commander of the North Wind One stood in the hold waiting for us. Good we don't have to go to the flight deck below and walk all the way back to the front of the aircraft. "everything has been unloaded except for one shipment." "Yes," I said. "Okay as requested it is still here awaiting your personal inspection. The commander stood aside revealing a bunch of icechest. "Open them," I said turned to Corporal. Corporal opened them one by one revealing Turkeys, cranberry sauce, and pumpkins for pumpkin pie. Corporal examined the goods. "do they meet you standards?" the commander said. "See you tomorrow," I replied. "Oh by the way," the commander said, "Happy Thankgiving." "Thank you," I replied, "Tommorrow we feast!" Corporal closed the icechests as the crew quickly put them back on their truck."

The Truck drove off to where the rest of it's convey were waiting. "Short Fuse status report!" "The kichens are ready to receive everything." Short fuse said. I then address everyone on the plane, "Get some rest… report to the mess hall tomorrow morning for brunch. Dinner will be served at 4:00!" "Yes sir!" everyone replied. "And happy thankgiving," I added as we turned to leave. Suddenly my superiors were on my radio, "Agent Classified! We have an emergency! Get on out here now!" "where," I replied. "closer then you think," they replied. "Let's move!" I shouted, "sleep is delayed tonight! Coporal! I am declaring Protocol Zeta!" With weapons draw the four of us and the entire crew of the North Wind One rushed out of the aircraft. We climbed down the stairs on the loading platform and rushed out of the hanger.

As soon as we rushed into the cool night air we found chaos. Chromeclaws and dinosaurs have overrun the airbase. Runway vehicles were shattered everywhere. Luckly all our aircraft were currently in their hanger. "Secure the hangers!" I shouted into my radio. All the hanger doors closed and locked as defensive vehicles moved in. From the main hanger back in the base North Wind Jets speed towards us. "What is going on?" I said. Suddenly all the chromeclaws and dinosaurs disappeared in a flash. "What?" I said.

"Not that is hit-n-run," Short fuse said. Suddenly Dr. Blowhole's maddening evil laugh filled the night air. "He hacked into our intercom," Corporal said. "That North Wind was just the preview of what is to come," Blowhole said, "the demostration if you will." "demostration of what?" I said. "The Future of New York City!" Blowhole said, "when everyone is distrated by the macy's thanksgiving day parade!" the intercom cut off. "So no thanksgiving dinner, "someone said. "Alert the penguins," I said. "They not returning any of our calls. "Oh by the way!" Blowhole said, "I surrounded your entire island with a massive forcefield that extends all the way to the ocean floor!" "confirmation?" I said. "he's right," Eva said, "there is a forcefield around the entire island. "So you are not leaving by air or by sea," Blowhole said, "enjoy your feast tomorrow."

"This is not the only North Wind base," I replied. "I know," Blowhole said, "However all of the North Wind is currently at this base for tomorrows thankgiving celebration, I'm I correct?" "Yes," I replied. "Then that means the Pen-gu-wins are on their own," Blowhole said. "the North wind aren't the…" "Which is way I trapped IPSA, UPIT(Unified penguin Intelligence taskforce), PAAT, and IASA(international animal Spy alliance) and all their bases in forcefields. "What about the Megacarrier II? And our helicarrier is still out there," I replied. "Well I'm currently in control of your helicarrier…as for the IPSA megacarrier…" "what about UNIT or the U.S Military," Short fuse said. "They won't know what hit them!" Blowhole replied. With that the intercom system exploded leaving us with nothing. "So what do we do?" someone asked.

"there's nothing that we can do," I said, "aside from enjoy our thankgiving celebrations while we hope the penguin can stop blowhole…before it's too late." "sir I can't get any messages out to the penguins," eva said. "Of course not," I said, "their on their own." A villain finally did it…the wind has been broken… "I got thru the penguins!" Eva said. I picked it up. "Hello you have reached the answering machine of Team Penguin, the elitist of the elite. Sadly we are unable to make to the phone right now as we're probably on a world saving mission right now. Please save a message after the beep…unless your dr. blowhole. Because if you are…WE WILL FIND YOU! Beep." "Skipper this is Agent Classified," I replied, "blowhole has surrounded our base with a massive forcefield nothing gets in nothing gets out, he has done the same to all the other animal intelligence agencies…I'm afraid you must stand alone. Penguins…you are our last hope. Good luck." I ended the message, "Your message has been saved your call is really important to us…no really it is."

Meanwhile…

(Skipper's POV)

"You have one message," answering machine said. I look at the screen to find that the message was from North Wind. "Oh really?" I said pushing the delete button, "not interested!" "Message deleted…you now have zero messages." "You deleted the message from North Wind?" Private said. "yeah," I said, "probably inviting us to their thanksgiving celebration!" "what?" Private said, "but…"

"The North Wind is dedicated to helping animals who can't help themselves…yet they eat turkey at their thankgiving feast," I said. "I thought we got turkey off the menu?" Private said (read Operation: Cold Turkey). "Off the human menu," Kowalski said, "plus we also caused a turkey overpopulation problem." "Since when is having an large population of turkeys bad?" I said. "they are destroying…" "Respect our fellow flightless birds…kowalski," I said.

Suddenly a turkey from the petting zoo stuck his head into our hatch, "are we still on for tomorrow?" the turkey said. "Of course fellow avian!" I said. "Yeah the flightless birds have to stick together!" the turkey said. "see you at dinner tomorrow," I said. "As long as I'm not on the main course," the turkey joked, "though I'm not so sure about that dodo…at least the peacocks are nice. Though I heard their son is a bit…ruthless." "Tell me about it," I said, "he's not coming over…I assure you." "good," he said, "the last time he was here…" "we know," I replied as the turkey left. "since when did the petting zoo have turkeys?" Private said. "their part of the petting zoo expansion…funny the things you miss when your out saving the world," I said. Little did I know that not answering that message from the North Wind will come back to bite us…

11:00 P.M. Eastern standard Time

Blowhole's lair

(Dr. blowhole's POV)

"Dr. Blowhole everything is ready," Red one said. "Excellent unleash the sea scorpins," I replied. "yes sir," red one said, "…um…where exactly." "The Central Park Duck pond!" I replied. "right away doc!" red one said, "move out!" "Blowhole the rest of the dinos are ready," Hans said. "excellent," I said turning the evolution reverser on hans. "what?" hans said. "don't worry," I said, "I'll make sure you still have your self-control and sense of self!" I fired and the puffin transformed into a terror bird. "Now you have the strength to finally destroy the penguins," I replied. "it shall be done," hans said. "Parker!" I shouted, "ready the dinos! The invasion of New York begins!" "why all the prehistoric beasts?" Parker asked as a large crate of smilodons on a flatbed truck zoomed past.

"be careful with that!" a lobster said, "we don't need gaint dragonflies flying around the lair!" "Ready the…" I said pushing a button, "CHROMECLAWS!" With the North Wind otherwise occupied the Pen-gu-wins and their precious New York City…are doomed. Especially with the surprise I have in store… "get ready to unleash everything," I said, "when the sun rises over the horizon …we will unleash prehistoric destruction on the city!" all the prehistoric animals in the lair howled and roared. I wheeled up to a crate with the indominous inside it. "Soon," I said, "real soon…your reign of terror will begin again."

(end of prologue)