"Master, I have news."
The being walked into a cold, dark, cavern, approaching his superior. The sound of dripping water echoed, and eerie shadows filled the corners.
"What is it?" said a deep, rough voice.
"The PSA is no more. They have dissolved into the EPF, who are taking a more public approach. According to our spies, everything is disorganized, and they are in no position to fight a battle."
"Then, our decision is clear. The time to strike is now, during the confusion of the transition. Go now, you know what must be done."
"Yes, master."
The being left the cave, and his master grinned as another figure scurried out of the shadows. "Well, Klutzy," he said to the crustaceous companion, "It looks like all our attempts are finally going to pay off."
…
G Slush was woken by the sound of puffles playing. He had fallen asleep on his expedition again, during one of his breaks. This stuff was just too boring.
He had been assigned, for his first mission, to do wilderness patrol. This kind of thing happened every half week or so, because the forest was largely unexplored and you never know when a penguin could be lost or a puffle in danger, stuff like that. They split the forest up in 4 parts and assigned different penguins every patrol and now he was stuck with it.
His part was the North-East part, the fourth of the wilderness that was farthest away. He had only been in the EPF for a while, and just his luck he was stuck with this mission.
He was almost at the mountain now. He looked way up and could see the Dojo, and the Volcano. Once he reached the Dojo, he would be done, and would teleport back to the EPF Command Room to report what had happened, which had been nothing major, just a puffle stuck in a tree. He had trouble figuring out why he needed to go to the middle of the woods just to save a wild puffle from being stuck in a tree. It was rare they actually found lost penguins. But still, the EPF wanted to be 100% sure or something, he guessed.
He had reached the mountain. Alright, now the matter of climbing up. He was already tired from the hike now he had some mountain climbing to do. He put a flipper on the mountain and leaned back, resting for a bit, but as he did so, a part of the mountain moved in.
"What was that, some kind of switch?"
He was right, as it turns out. A part of the mountain opened up, revealing a hidden room carved out inside. Without a second thought, G Slush raced inside.
"Whoa, what is this place?" It was a cave in the mountain, with Card Jitsu mats on the floor, and scrolls hanging from the ceiling. Looking at the ceiling, he saw a hole with a ladder built into it, sort of like getting into a sewer, going up to the Ninja Hideout. On the far wall there were words written in the rock. He walked over to read what it said.
Beware, the ones of the Hakurai, beware the coming attack
Keep all your eyes on your loved ones, and watch your own back
And when they arrive, the deaths, they will be quick and fearsome
For none can live, no one at all, when the Demons come
Suddenly, a chill went up G Slush's spine, and he got an urgent feeling to leave.
…
Later, in the EPF Command Room, he chose not to speak about the secret cave to anyone, mainly because he didn't want to think about it at all. He got another chill when he did.
After that, he went off duty and started to walk home. Exiting the Everyday Phoning Facility, new penguins looked at him, their faces questioning why he would go in that building. But of course they could never know. Not until they were 30 days, at least.
Walking into the Dock, everything seemed calm. People were walking, listening to music, kicking rocks around, little kids playing tag.
Until a scream pierced everyone's ears.
G Slush turned around to see a mugger grabbing a girl by the wrist and holding up a knife to her throat. By the expression on his face, he was clearly mentally unstable. He had to take him by surprise, or he might take the girl's head off.
He slowly walked behind the mugger. The girl looked at G Slush and managed to choke something. "Help…. me…" G Slush tensed, expecting the mugger to look behind him, but the idiot just laughed at her, thinking her to be talking to no one in particular.
The mugger started trying to reach into the girl's purse to try and get her wallet. As he did so, G Slush came close enough and grabbed the arm with the knife in it and yanked it away from the mugger. He struggled to escape G Slush's grasp, but to no avail. G Slush used his other hand to wrestle the knife from his grasp. The mugger released his hold on the girl, and charged at G Slush. G Slush dodged, but the mugger managed to kick his hand and release G Slush's hold on the knife.
Why was this old crazy guy such a good fighter? G Slush punched him in the face, once, twice, thrice, and then one in the stomach. The mugger bit his arm and didn't let go.
"What the fuck?" G Slush kicked him in the balls, which brought the mugger to his knees. He looked around to see if the girl was safe, but as he was doing this, the mugger groaned and reached for the knife, and stabbed it deep into G Slush's side, and then ran away.
G Slush fell over, and tried to pull the knife out of him, but he didn't even have the strength. Then, he passed out, from losing too much blood, and lay there, in great pain, all alone.