A/N: YAY! This is my second chapter I posted today! Well, enjoy what happens next and be ready for more cliffhangers!
Chapter 3:
Meet The Resistance
Campfire POV:
"Uh, Josh? This is all real, right?" asked Gem and Ash in unison. "I'm not even gonna say it anymore..." Ernie said, frustrated. I repeated to them that it was all real and that it really happened. "Then, explain me this. Why don't we remember anything of that sort?" Gem asked. "Ah, soon guys. You'll know why soon. May I?" I said and continued on.
Flashback POV (Normal POV):
When I came to, I was in a dark room, with a single lonely light above me. I could feel that I had my flippers tied behind me, with what seemed to be rope. I also felt the warmth of others on my back, telling me that the rest were with me. "Guys? Are you alright?" I asked.
I could hear subtle voices in the background, almost disembodied. "Josh? W-Where are we?" asked Nick. "Urgh, I feel dizzy..." said Gem. Ash and Carol just moaned. "Do you have that feeling that someone is watching us?" Ernie asked. "In this situation, there always is..." I looked up to the darkness in front of me.
"Ain't that right, Kowalski?" I said. "Dang! How'd you know, spy!?" a voice said. "Told ya someone was watching..." I boasted. Then, a figure walked out of the darkness, and by golly, it was Kowalski. He too, looked dreadful. He was wearing a worn-out version of his Commander Kowalski outfit and he looked crazy.
Campfire POV:
"Hey!" Kowalski exclaimed. "What now!?" I asked, frustrated. "Do I look crazy to you!? Huh!? Do I!?" he said. "You will if you continue freaking out! And come on, this is another dimension you..." Skipper said to his lieutenant. "Thank you Skipper..." I replied. I ignored Kowalski's comments and continued on the story.
Flashback POV (Normal POV):
Anyway, he asked us the usual questions such as, "Who are you?" and "Who do you work for?" and all that paranoia-driven stuff. "Where's Private and Marlene?" I finally asked. "Away from you all, that's for sure..." he answered. "Rico, what's the results of the Truth Detector?" We heard a grunted "Truth..." from the darkness.
"Got it. Ok, I am letting you all go, but..." Nick interrupted him. "If you do anything funny, I'll blah blah blah. Yeah, we heard this speech a million times..." she bragged. He untied the ropes and he showed us out the room. On the other side of that door, was a few more a familiar faces. It was still dark out, which meant we were not out for very long. In one corner, Beck and Stace were arm wrestling.
Julien, Maurice and Mort were there too, just stoning in another corner of the Bronx Zoo storage room. We were actually in a broom closet. We could see that Private and Marlene were ok, as they were eating some of the food. "So, this is the Resistance?" Ernie asked Kowalski. Rico had followed us out too, but he looked normal. Well, Rico-Normal to be exact.
"It's not a big group, but it's easier to manage..." he replied, adjusting his helmet. "And you lead it?" asked Carol. "Oh no, I'm not the leader of the group..." At the same time, we heard what sounded like...a segway. No, two segways. Then, two figures entered the storage room. "The perimeter is secured Kowalski..." said one of them. It was...Doris and Hazel?
"Doris? Hazel? You're the leaders of the Resistance?" we said. "Uh, Kowalski? Are they?" Kowalski nodded his head. "Ok. Then did you tell them our names?" He shook his head. "Well, then why do you know us..." she asked, suspicious of our knowledge of their identity. "That's because...it's a long story..." Nick answered. "Tell us then..." Hazel asked.
"Ok, possibly only Kowalski will be able to believe this, but...we come from an alternate dimension..." I said. "Ha! You expect to believe that! Kowalski?" He laughed awkwardly. "Yeah, uh, totally fake, that I'm sure..." But as they laughed, a clap of thunder along with lightning boomed. "Gah!" we all yelped as the candles and lamps that lit the place went out.
Then, another thunder clap with lightning boomed, where a figure stood in front of us. "AAH! GHOST!" screamed Carol. "Wait...that's no ghost. That's...Fred's grandma?" I said as the lamps came back on, illuminating the figure. Indeed it was Fred's grandma. "The prophecy is true!" she said. "Um, what prophecy?" Nick asked.
"THE prophecy! The saviour lies in the hands of the ones with special eyes..." she riddled, pointing at us. "What? Our eyes?" I asked her. "Hey, that seems true. You two have rare eye colours..." said Marlene. We thought about it and they were right. Turquoise and purple eye colours are rare. "Then what do we do? How can we fix this?" I tried asking her.
"I don't know. I'm just here to reveal the prophecy..." And with that, she disappeared with another flash of thunderous lightning. "Wait!" Gem and Ash yelled in unison, but she was gone. Then, Doris started clapping sarcastically. "Wow, perfect timing. I bet you asked her to say that so we would believe your lies..." she claimed arrogantly.
"Seriously, you think that's what just happened?" Nick asked. "There's nobody you can trust these days. You're either one of us or one of them..." Private waddled up to Doris. "But I'm very sure they are good; they aren't bad or evil..." Doris looked down at the little penguin. "How are you so sure?" Marlene stepped in. "He just knows. He can tell who's good and who's bad..."
Then, someone started banging on the door. "It's the patrol bugs! Rico! Weapons!" Hazel said. Rico quickly regurgitated some melee weapons. I gave my group their weapons and took out the freeze ray Marlene had before. "Is that my old freeze ray?" I nodded. "Well, I don't think that will work against robots!" he exclaimed.
I opened a panel on the freeze ray and flipped a switch. The whole device changed it's colour from blue to red. "Then how about it's Ion Ray function?" I asked sarcastically. We all watched the door as it rattled violently. I aimed our only gun, well, ray gun, at the door, ready to shoot. But, it just stopped as suddenly as it started.
"Is it...gone?" asked Marlene. We all relaxed. "Whew! For a second there, I thought we were..." But as Beck and Stace said that, the door blow open, sending it's metal scraps everywhere. Then, a few, slightly bigger, robot bugs creeped in. "I'm guessing they're the Robo-Patrol Bugs..." I said to Doris. "Attack!" she yelled.
We all charged at the robots and they started hitting them. I was blowing holes in them with the Ion Ray. But it seemed that with every one destroyed, two more appeared. "Fallback! There's too many!" yelled Hazel. "No were not! Kowalski, Rico, Private...4th of July Surprise!" I requested.
They then performed the maneuver like a well-oiled machine, Kowalski getting into a bazooka-firing stance, Rico as the bazooka and Private helping in the aiming and firing. "Mark!" I yelled and Private pulled Rico's flipper down, causing him to regurgitate dozens of lit rocket fireworks at the robots. Upon impact, the rockets exploded, along with the robots themselves.
Campfire POV:
"Ah...the 4th of July Surprise. One of my favourite maneuvers..." Skipper said, interrupting me, again. "Yeah, it's an awesome maneuver..." I replied. Now, Hans raised his wing. "Yes?" I said. "Are we in the story too?" he asked full of interest. "Um...yeah. But not so soon. Let's proceed on..." I continued.
Flashback POV (Normal POV):
When the last one was destroyed, everybody flopped down to the floor, exhausted from the fight. "How...do you know...about...that maneuver. That is one of the most...classified maneuvers...we have been taught..." said Kowalski. The rest looked at us with pure interest. "Yeah, Sk...uh...he never asked us to use that unless it was a real emergency..." supported Private.
"We told you. We're from another dimension..." I replied. "We better get what we can and get out of here before anymore of those...what did you call them?" Hazel asked as she helped her sister up. "Robo-Patrol Bugs. Not sure if that's what they're really called..." Nick answered. "Whatever. Just, gather what you can and we're outta here..."
We all helped gather whatever food we could get and Rico and I stored them. Then, we all got out through the back door and onto the streets. "Where to now?" asked Carol. "Back to our main camp site..." Doris answered and we all followed.
Flashback POV (Third Person POV):
What we didn't know was that the Robo-Patrol Bugs had surveillance cameras in their eyes. The video it has recorded will immediately get sent to it's control station if it gets destroyed. Back in the control station, also known as the Coney Island Lair, the lobsters were busy monitoring each security camera until...
"Hey Doc! We've got about nine Robo-Patrol Bug video surveillances sent to us!" said one of the lobsters. Then, the sound of a segway filled the room. "Play them all..." a voice said. It was Blowhole. The lobster followed the order and played them all. "Seems my sisters are still surviving...wait! Freeze that!" he ordered. He store at the freeze-framed videos, then he ordered them to notify the boss. The lobsters sent a copy of the footage to him.
Meanwhile, in another part of the lair, the boss received the videos. "Well, looky here. The great Josh and Nick are finally here..." he said. "Well then, time to put phase 2 of my long term plan into action, ain't that right?" He turned to the shadows behind him and a very faint figure appears. "Yes sir. I will do whatever it takes to eliminate them. I will not fail you, Parker..." the figure said. "Excellent..."
A/N: Whoa, who is that last guy? I'll leave it to y'all to find out. And here's a little thing we can try. Review to me who the last person whom I never mentioned the name and you get to make an OC that I can try to add in the story! Till then, PEACE!
