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Just To Save A Life

Chapter 7

SKIPPER'S POV

"KOWALSKI!" I shouted, rushing to my second-in-command. "Hang on Kowalski! Just Hang on!" I said through a gritted beak while I tried to push the tree off him.

Kowalski was merely half-conscious, his face scrunched up in pain.

He groaned and winced as I began to lift the tree off him. Well, I didn't pass P.E.L.T for nothing…

I threw it off him and helped him up.

"S-Skipper… AH!" he cried out in pain, gritting his beak.

"It's okay, Kowalski. You don't need to say anything. Let's go back to HQ." I said.

"N-no! Leave me! Save P-Private! You don't have much time!" Kowalski stammered, voice cracking because he was already crying.

"I'm not leaving you! Relatively some penguins get left behind... And ya ain't one of 'em. Now C'mon…" I insisted, carrying the analyst and slowly and carefully walking back home.

When we arrived home, I pushed all of the beakers and sciency stuff out of the lab table and laid my hurt comrade on it on his belly.

He winced and sobbed on the table. "It hurts… S-s-so m-much…" he hissed. It seemed that way. There was blood almost all over his back. Hopefully that stupid tree didn't break any of the bones there.

"I'll get you fixed up, Kowalski. You'll be alright… you'll be alright…" I reassured, hastily grabbing some supplies… and a small x-ray machine that Kowalski made.

I panicked a bit when he didn't reply. I noticed that his eyes were closed and his muscles slightly relaxed. As I checked him over, air was coming out and going in of his open beak… He was still breathing… I sighed in relief.

Whoever did this to you Kowalski, I'll make him pay…

PRIVATE'S POV

I was trapped in a room, strapped to a chair by my flippers, chest and lower belly. How could I NOT be terrified?

Parker was behind me, tightening the ropes around my chest.

"There. That should keep you from getting away." He muttered.

"Wh-what's going to happen to me?" I asked, trembling in fear.

Parker chuckled. "You'll see…" he smirked before standing in front me. "You'll see alright…"

After a while the door was pushed open. "Greetings peng-yoo-win!"

I whimpered, struggling in the ropes that held me in place.

"Hmhm… I see the fear in your eyes, young one." The dolphin slipped his fin under my beak and lifted my head up so I could look at him. "That's good." He smirked. "Sadly, not good enough." He said, roughly pushing my beak back down.

"Mh… wh-what are you gonna do to me?" I stammered.

"Oh? I was hoping you'd find out for yourself…" the dolphin chuckled before driving his scooter out of the way. A lobster with a shiny metal bat dragging behind it entered.

I began to panic. "N-no! Please!" I started pleading.

Blowhole laughed before smirking at me. "Oh, I think it's too late now, Private." He grinned, patting my head.

"Now… BEAT HIS LEGS UNTIL I HEAR BONES CRACKING!" he ordered, backing up to give the lobster some space.
Before I could protest any more, the bat hit my feet hard and I screamed out in pain.

With every hit a few tears fell from my eyes and my loud cries were heard all around the area.

My feet were wet with blood as I begged for mercy. "AAAGH! PLEASE! AAHH! PLEASE STOP! AAAAAAGH!" I yelped, struggling in my restraints.

I could hear that evil scientist laughing at my agony with his unique dolphin stuttering.

So much pain… so much suffering… why?

After a seemingly long while, Blowhole lifted a flipper and the lobster with the bloodstained bat stopped everything.

I hung my head and gritted my beak, crying and sobbing because of the pain.

Blowhole had an evil grin on his face as he rolled up to me, bent down and slipped his flipper under my beak. He lifted my head so I could straight into his eyes.

"Listen here, Private. You can't escape this. You never will. So you might as well stop trying… I know you don't want this kind of pain to repeat itself." He said, roughly removing his flipper.

I hung my head once again, letting the tears fall. I couldn't ignore the pain. My feet were bruised, bloody and possibly broken.

What other forms of suffering could that dolphin possibly have in store for me?


Short chapter… forgive me… but HEY it's a chapter, right? An update is an update. *shrugs*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NATTY, MY LOVELY SISTAH YOU!