I'm really mad right now, because yesterday I just typed the next chapter of Stranded: Separated and I was almost done too! Then all of a sudden, I get a power outage for over an hour, when the power cut back on, I turned on the computer and tried to recover my chapter but it's permanently gone forever! I worked so hard on it and I was almost finished! I was so upset at my computer that I just gave up and decided to finish it in the morning. So that's what I'm doing, retyping the chapter. I'll try to remember everything that I had put in the chapter, and perhaps I'll make it better than my last copy. Does anyone have any idea how to restore a copy that wasn't saved? I'm just going to leave you on a cliff because I lost the rope.


On the horizon of the clear, blue ocean, nothing could be seen except for the faint outline of a penguin. A red penguin, to be exact, which goes by the name of Jet Pack Guy. Jet Pack Guy looked as if he was trying to reach something, because he was swimming as if he was trying to win a race. Not too far from where he was swimming, there was an object floating nearby. It had a metallic surface that shone in the bright sunlight. It was a jet pack, Jet Pack Guy's jet pack to be exact, he was swimming very quickly so he could get to it before a breeze or some sort of wave could come and wash it away.

"Finally." Jet Pack Guy said as he reached for his jet pack and strapped it onto his shoulders. "Now I can fly away and look for help." He said as he cut his jet pack on. But there was a problem. "Shoot, the engine is flooded; I'll just have to get Gary to fix it when I find him. If I find him, I mean." He then just put his head back and began looking at the sky, daydreaming about where the other agents could be. "I wonder if Rookie's okay." He thought to himself as he flashed back to the day when he first met Rookie.


(This part is in italics because it's a flashback, don't worry the flashback on his life will be coming towards the end of the chapter.)

Jet Pack Guy had just gotten off of his shift at the EPF, he really wasn't in the mood for anything at this time of day and he was waddling home to his igloo to be alone. He was about to teleport when, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small green penguin on the ground. He looked hurt.

In front of the little green penguin was an older penguin that was much bigger and stronger looking than he did. Jet Pack Guy waddled over to where the penguins were as soon as he saw the bigger one put his flipper up to strangle the smaller one.

"Exper NO!" Jet Pack Guy heard the little penguin yell. That outburst filled Jet Pack Guy with adrenaline and he immediately pushed the older penguin out of the way. He looked down at the younger penguin and saw that his eyes were still covered.

"No! D-don't hurt me!" The younger penguin said still covering his eyes and quivering.

Jet Pack Guy took a closer look at the penguin and saw that he was no bigger than himself. And looked like he'd be able to only reach the height of Jet Pack Guy's shoulders. Jet Pack Guy extended his flipper out to the little penguin and the little penguin uncovered his face and made direct eye contact with Jet Pack Guy. He was still quivering, but it wasn't very noticeable.

"My name is Jet Pack Guy," he said with his flipper still extended, "do you need help?"

The little penguin nodded and put out his flipper so he could let Jet Pack Guy help him stand up. He lifted his good foot first before clinging on to Jet Pack Guy for support. With Jet Pack Guy's help, they both waddled to Jet Pack Guy's igloo.

The little penguin didn't talk very much, which was good for Jet Pack Guy because he really didn't' have much to say. When they got to his igloo, Jet Pack Guy began wrapping the penguin's foot with gauze. The penguin stayed silent the whole time. After half an hour of tending to the penguin's wound, Jet Pack Guy then broke the silence.

"So, I don't think I caught your name." he said as he put the gauze back in his cabinet.

"Caught my name? How do you catch a name?" The little penguin asked.

Jet pack Guy shook his head. "No, I meant, what is your name?"

The penguin thought for a bit. "Rookie," he said, "my name is Rookie."

Jet Pack Guy turned around to face Rookie. "Rookie, huh? Interesting…"


(Flashback over)

Jet Pack Guy shook his head to wake himself up from his daze. He looked around and saw that he was still in the same place in the ocean since he began daydreaming.

"Well, there's no use in waiting here for anything to happen, I'm going to get moving." He said as he began swimming even further.

After swimming for what seemed like ages, he had another idea. He took off his jet pack and set it in the water. Immediately after doing that, the jet pack began to float. "Now I'll need something to help me stand on it so I don't fall off." he said to himself. Then he had another idea. He unbuttoned his tux and took it off and placed it on his jet pack. Underneath his tuxedo he had on a T-shirt with a few toned abs sticking out of it was well. (*closes ears for fangirl scream*)

"Lucky for me this water isn't too cold." He said to himself as he put his flippers on his jet pack and propped himself up. He stood up on top of his jet pack and began looking around for any sign of land. He didn't see anything so he bent down and used his flippers to row as he looked up every few seconds in search of land. About an hour had gone by of searching and rowing and he still didn't find anything. Suddenly, out of nowhere, a mysterious object comes down and hit Jet Pack Guy on the head. He was knocked out cold and began flashing back to his childhood. (Belle threw the object)


(Jet Pack Guy's time for a flashback.)

A small penguin at the age of 8 was waddling out of the school house. It was obvious that he wasn't in the best of moods.

"Smell you later 'Jet Pack Loser'!" shouted a penguin from behind the 8 year old.

Jet Pack Guy always hated going to school as a kid, he was always bullied everyday by the same penguins. He turned around and glared at the boy who called him that name.

"You heard me! I called you 'Jet Pack Loser'. Are you deaf or something?" The older penguin taunted once more.

Jet Pack Guy never cried at school and he never showed his emotions outside of his home because he didn't want to be teased even more. Though today was the worst of days, he had things thrown at him, he was stuffed into a teacher locker after every class, and his teachers didn't do anything or even help him deal with it. As he waddled away faster from the boy a few tears could be seen escaping his eye.

"Aw, is 'Jet Pack Baby' crying now? You probably want your mommy don't you?" taunted the older boy. "Well too bad, she's dead now isn't she? She probably died because she no longer wanted to live with you." The boy said pushing Jet Pack Guy.

Jet Pack Guy's mom's death was the saddest moment of his life, because his mom always protected him whenever his father would come home and beat him for reasons unknown. The cause of her death was never discovered but when it happened he was devastated. The bullies found out after his Jet Pack Guy's teacher forced him to explain why he was late to school.

Jet Pack Guy dusted himself off and stood up again, waddling away from the bullies.

"Hey! I'm not done with you yet!" said the boy catching up to Jet Pack Guy and pushing him into a tree.

Leaves fell out of the tree and onto Jet Pack Guy's head. He looked up and could see the boy and his penguin group approaching him. He could barely get up so he stayed down and watched as his penguin posse approached him. The boys stood him up and each took turns kicking him in the stomach when they were done they threw Jet Pack Guy onto the ground and laughed as they watched him throw up. They all gave him a few more slaps to the face and after 10 more minutes of physical assault they waddled away from him, leaving him all bruised up and beaten.

As night fell, he found himself waddling home from school alone. When he waddled through the front door his father was furious with him.

"Where were you?! Why are you home so late? I was about to call the police! Did you get into a fight again?!" his father just kept shouting more and more.

"I-I'm s-sorry….I was beat up again…" he stuttered as tears escaped from his eyes.

"I HATE YOU! IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU, YOUR MOM WOULD STILL BE ALIVE!" he said taking Jet Pack Guy and throwing him into his room. Lucky for Jet Pack Guy that's all his father did that night, he didn't beat him like he does any other day.

Jet Pack Guy was sick of being beaten and abused every day. He wanted to leave but he had nowhere to go. He pondered this all night until he was awoken by his father's screaming again.

"GUY! GET IN HERE NOW!" he shouted

Jet Pack Guy rubbed his tired eyes and waddled into the living room from where his dad was calling him. He was holding a jet pack in his flippers.

"What is this? I told you never to take your jet pack to school! I'm so sick of you!" his father was interrupted by a knock at the door. It was his dad's friends. "I'm going out, but when I get back you will be in so much trouble!" He said slamming the door as he left.

At that moment, Jet Pack Guy knew that he had to leave. A giant ship was docked at the beach and that's where he was going to go, he waddled all the way to the beach and stowed away on the ship. He used his jet pack as a pillow as he fell asleep in one of the boxes on board. Suddenly the ship took a sharp turn and the box with Jet Pack Guy in it was thrown overboard.

When it landed, it just floated for a while until one day a dark blue penguin was learning how to fish and he had caught onto the box with his fishing rod. He reeled in what he had caught and discovered that the box had a small penguin in it. Jet Pack Guy began to cry as the blue penguin picked him up.

"Shh, it's ok; I'm not going to hurt you." The older penguin said noticing the penguin's bruises and scars. "My name is Gary the Gadget Guy, but you can call me G."

"I-I'm J-Jet Pack G-Guy…" he stuttered

"Nice to meet you." Gary said as he took care of Jet Pack Guy until he was the age of 10. That's when he learned to find his own way around the island of Club Penguin. Though his attitude changed more, he began smiling less and less and he was always strict no matter what, just to avoid getting beaten and bullied again.


(Flashback over)

Jet Pack Guy sat up and rubbed his head. He groaned. "Ow, what hit me?" he looked around and saw that he was on an island instead of the ocean. "And where am I?"


That's the end of this chapter. It's longer than the copy I had written before that was lost. I'm just glad I finished this. You know the drill; just tell me which penguin life you want to see next.