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Just To Save A Life

Chapter 9

Private's POV

I blinked my eyes open. A bright light flashed in my eyes, momentarily blinding me... I soon found the energy opened my beak and let out a groan.

I heard someone get up and run toward me. "Private?" he said.

That sounded familiar... Skipper?

"S-Skippah?"

"Private!" he sounded relieved... "Oh private! Thank God youre alright!" Skipper said, pulling me to a sitting position and hugging me tight.

Tears of joy began to prick my eyes. "S-Skippah!" I stammered, smiling in his flippers."I thought Id nevah see you again!"

"Its good to see you okay, Private..." Kowalski said weakly from the table he was sitting on.

"Wh-what happened to K'walski?" I asked, staring at the bandages that covered him.

"We ran into some trouble trying to save you... Kowalski got crushed by a tree..." Skipper explained.

"Are you alright?" I asked him.

"Yeah Im fine." Kowalski smiled at me.

Skipper helped me up and I was on my feet again.

"Thank you for saving me, Skippah." I smiled softly.

"No need for that, soldier! Of course we'd do anything we could to save you!" Skipper smirked.

"And... Im sure Rico wouldve felt the same..." Kowalski sighed.

"What did that villainous scum do to you to get you into that state?" Skipper asked, motioning at all my bandages.

Suddenly multiple flashbacks filled my of the pain and suffering I endured.

The laughter and sadistic coos that were heard althroughout it. Tears formed in my eyes...

"Oh Skippah! It was horrible!" I cried. "Th-they wouldnt stop... They kept hurting me and laughing... Everything hurt, Skippah! They just wanted to watch me to suffah and beg for mercy! They spat on me and kicked me and beat me... I-I didnt know how much of it I could take!"

Skipper pulled me into his flippers again, petting my head feathers comfortingly. "Sshhh... Its alright." my leader's calm voice soothed me a bit. "Nothing like that will ever happen to you again..." he reassured me.

I snuggled into his soft feathers, feeling the warmth and comfort I hadn't felt for a while...

Then a faint growling sound was heard. My tummy had started to rumble...

Skipper smirked and chuckled. "Hungry, are we? When was the last time you ate?" he raised a brow.

"Breakfast... That day when I was captured..." I looked down.

"Well then I better get you some fish..." Skipper pulled away from the hug and started walking toward the fridge. He stopped halfway to turn and smile at me. "Everything will be okay. You'll see-" he stopped and let out a little gasp, staring at seemingly nothing with a look of horror on his face. His dark feathers became paler and he gritted his beak. "N-no..." he stuttered before falling face-first on the ground.

I gasped and stepped back when I noticed the familiar knife stabbed into his back.

"Skippah!" I shouted.

"MNFFGH!" Kowalski tried to yell but a cloth was thrown over his beak and the strong scent of it quickly hit the analyst, making him fall forward in unconciousness.

"NO!" I protested. Then suddenly I was pushed into a wall, a knife pressed against my neck, making me whimper.

"Hello Private." a smug voice said.

I readjusted my eyes and saw HIM.

"P-P-Parkah!" I stammered.

"Thats right." he pressed the knife against my neck some more. He chuckled when I whimpered in fear, smirking at me. "Hmhmhm... Oh how I look forward to seeing your limp lifeless body all pale and cold staining the floor with your dark red bl-"

"Hold on, Parker." a lobster interrupted. "Blowhole didnt say anything about his death."

"What?" he turned his head.

"He stays alive for now." The crustacean said while tying my other two comrades together.

Parker growled and stared into my eyes. "To be continued then." he then hit his flipper against the side of my neck, making me cry out in pain before blacking out.


I opened my eyes again to find myself back in my bunk. Was it all a nightmare? Was everything still okay? I blink at myself... No... The bandages were still there...

"Guys?" I called but gulped when I didnt get a reply. "GUYS!?" I panicked slightly. I looked to the side to find a little blue sticky note.

~ Thank you for your assistance, Private. Because you have returned home, I was able to sneak a bug into your HQ and unlock the security measures. Now I have no need for you. So you should consider yourself lucky I dont. Oh, and as for your little friends, you wont be seeing them... Ever again.

Your foe, Blowhole~

"No! He planned this! He WANTED me to go home! This is horrible!" I dropped the note and scrambled my way up the ladder and out of the hatch. "Dont worry guys! I'll find you! And I'll save you!"


Skipper's POV

I opened my eyes and let out a soft groan. A sudden increasing pain exploded on my back and I stiffled a scream.

I gritted my beak and sat up, trying to glance at it. There was a big red-tinted bandage that was wrapped around my waist, going over the wound on my back.

I doubt they put the correct amount of medications there...

I finally looked at my surroundings... I was locked in a cage with a chain on my foot connected to the wall behind the cage. I yanked at it a little and it clinked and clanged against the bars. I sighed and looked through the bars of my prison. The room I was in was nothing like what I have seen before. It actually sent a shiver down my spine. The walls were decorated with chains and spikes and splats of blood everywhere both the dried and fresh kind. Torturing devices were scattered everywhere... Bloody knives and electric pads connected to high-voltage machines... Electric chairs... Whips with spikes... small pillar-like objects were stuck to the ground with chains wrapped around it, stained with dark red blood.

For about a minute, I thought of Private being strapped or tied to those horrific things... Being tortured just for the fun of seeing a penguin scream out in pain. I gritted my beak and clenched my flippers. The very thought of that made my blood boil in anger.

I grabbed my chains and pulled them apart in my anger and began picking the lock on my cage. There was a loud click and bang and I panted. "Hmh... It worked..." Then I heard voices of alarm coming from the hallways.

"Ya heard it right?" the first lobster scuttled into the room being followed by a second. "yeah I did." the second nodded. "Well nothin happened." the first said, lifting a claw to point at the leader penguin... He still seemed to be chained up and locked in.. asleep... "Well whaddya think it might have been? A ghost?" the second crustacean shivered. "Ya think we should report to Dr. Blowhole?"

"Nah. He'll just get real mad at us for wasting his time... He's still busy with that Kowalski fella he's been torturing for days..." the first huffed.

Days? I wanted to lift my head in question but stayed still...

"Y'know it would be real easy for him if he just agreed to join us... Would save him a lot-a hurt..." the second sighed. "Yeah. But penguins arent like us... They got their own ways..."

And with that, the two lobsters scuttled out in silence to continue whatever they were doing before.

"D-Days?" I hissed. "I was unconscious for DAYS?" I wanted to hit myself for being so... Unconcious... But my main priority was set... I began to pick the lock again. What's happened to Kowalski!?


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