A/N: I'M BACK AGAIN! Man, I got really inspired to write this, so I did, and another quick update for you guys, but I worked hard! This took about, what... 1 or 2 hours? Yeah! :) I slaved my fingers off for you guys to give you a longer chappy, so I hope this will do until chappy 5!!! It'll take longer to write that one, 'cuz it's gonna be really neat and I'm planning on posting my Animaniacs story that I've written! If yall are fans, yall should check it out!!! Warning: YAKKO ANGST! XD!

Anywho... Yeah! I've given the beast a nickname for now... Can't go telling who he is! (wink) Oh, and I've also finished Brian Jacques new book, Rakkety Tam, which is marvelous! You should read it!

K: It's killing you? OH NO! XD! Glad you're wanting more! Well, here tis!

Spongefan Squarefiction: XD!!! The bag! It tis alive!!! LOL! But no!!! I will not let anything out on my beloved mystery person until later chappies!

Paul Sheldon: I've outdone myself! W00TNESS! Thanks lotsa much, buddy! About M.P... I'm not telling! :) Oh, and don't fall outta your seat!

NorthenLight33: OO Git-R-Done, gal! Beat that nasty fish! Dun worry, evil always gets its due in the end, trust me! :) Thanks for reviewing!

Spongegurl13: WOOO!!! I love yer reviews! I'll keep the chappies coming if the reviews keep flooding on in!!!

THANKS TO ALL OF YOU, my loyal reviewers! I shall repay you with a new chappy, for tis all I can do for you! You all are GREAT in every way possible, and I hope you stay GREAT forever! This is dedicated to ALL OF YOU! MWAH!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own cutie SB or Larry the Cable Guy's saying. I just own mystery person!

Chapter 4: A Call to the Wild

Written by Lady Esca


The gun shaking madly in the beast's claws, its dark eyes watched as the bag stirred and twisted in the captive's efforts to free himself from its stifling confines. The Strangler picked himself up from the ground, rubbing his backside and groaning at the forming bruises.

"Quiet, yew no-good twit!" the creature snarled harshly at the fish.

Still aiming the gun at the bag, the creature gingerly grabbed at the strings that secured it and jumped back as the burlap bag fell open to reveal the half-dead form of Spongebob Squarepants, his hand clutching his damaged neck which had turned a sick purple. A nauseating, wheezing gasp grated from his throttled throat, trying to suck in as much water into his weakened lungs as he could muster.

The beast winced at the hacking cough and feeble whimpering from the sponge. It tightened its jaw though and ripped its gaze from Spongebob to his partner in crime.

"I had expected yew to kill this nuisance!" it roared, grabbing a stone from the floor and hurling it wildly at the Strangler.

The Strangler avoided the missile by centimeters. It whistled past his gills and drove itself deep into the wooden door, splinters breaking loose and drifting lazily about in the water.

Thinking quickly, the brutal fish jerked the tiny bag from his pocket that the creature had given to him. Ripping it to shreds in his terror, the Strangler now brandished a lethal strangle cord made from tough horse sinew. Wrapping its ends expertly about his fins, the Strangler rapidly looped it around the delirious Spongebob's neck and proceeded to finish the job, when the beast cocked its gun loud enough for him to hear.

Strangler looked up to find himself staring into the muzzle of the Colt and the stone-serious face of the southern creature. Its voice was low and dangerous, and the fish knew to heed its words carefully.

"Listen ta me, yew sorry excuse fer a killer. I wanted this sponge dead, but I've realized that no matter how hard yew try an' asphyxiate 'im, it wont do no good. It's this spongy skin o' his that's makin' him durable."

Tapping the glass helmet with a gloved claw, he remarked, "Fellers like mahself are pretty smart thinkers, so I've come up with a plan: We take this here paper," the beast gestured towards the small paper lying on the table. "And we bring it to that tiny schemer who had an idea fer me. I'm pretty sure that this scrap o' garbage may come in handy and dispose of ol' sponge-fer-brains, eh?"

Terrified of the gun trained between his eyes, the Strangler gulped nervously and nodded briefly. Beaming cruelly, the beast pinched his accomplice's cheek roughly and cooed in a baby-voice, "Can you go tell Plankton to git his fancy gadgets fired up fer yer ol' buddy RQ, or ish that job too hard fer yew as well?"

Strangler shook his head as much as RQ would allow. The beast shoved him away and aimed the gun at his retreating form.

"If yew don't even git this done right, I'll let this here demon have his fun with yew instead. Ha, ha! Yew'll be a cryin' for me ta finish ya off, if what I heard about this fiend is correct!" RQ growled, tossing the crumpled paper to the fish, who barely caught it and held onto it with shaky fins.

"Now, git-r-done, yew flake-skinned addlebrain!"

The brute needed no second bidding. As the Strangler bolted out of the room like lightning, RQ whirled upon Spongebob who still lay rasping for water. The wretched sponge's healthy dandelion yellow tone had now taken on a sick, tarnished-gold color and his sapphire eyes were rolled into the back of his head, only exposing the blood-shot whites.

Unduly concerned, the creature snatched up the corner of Spongebob's head and dragged him from the table and across the room towards two cleverly concealed broken floorboards. Lifting them up, RQ dropped the suffering sponge neatly inside and kicked the boards back into place, smirking evilly as he scooted an empty box over them with his booted foot.

"I'll come back for yew later, Squarepants. Tomorrer, I'm gonna go see a good friend of yers at the Chum Bucket! And rest well, 'cuz yer gonna need it for yer long journey to the Dead Sea that I'll be sending yew on!!!"

Cackling madly, the wicked beast stomped heavily on the floor and made its way out of the room, locking Spongebob inside and leaving him to endure his pain and agony, all alone and…

Forsaken.

A/N: OO (hugs SB tightly) I don't hate him! I love him to death! Oh, that's just a nickname, RQ, not the real name! I jus got tired of writing "beast and creature". Musta got annoying to yall, huh? LOL! And the big 'A' word that RQ used? Tis meaning throttled, choked, strangled, etc... More chappies in exchange for reviews! Take care!