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Chapter 11
Difficult Decisions
Kowalski was back to back with Rico and Marlene. They had there flipper/paws up and growled at the lobster minions, who were surrounding them. He was put in charge; he can't let his comrades get too worn out for what's to come. Skipper had run off to find Private and it was just them. He will never let his leader down. But one question was ringing in Kowalski's mind, where is Blowhole? Normally he would come up and gloat about his technology and stuff.
Kowalski's thoughts were ceased when a lobster launched himself on Kowalski and started pinching his feathers. Next thing he knew, Rico and Marlene were attacked as well. The pinchers made their way to his skin and hurt excruciatingly. Kowalski felt his flipper that was pinched. A little bit of blood oozed out. He looked at the lobster attacker; his pinchers were extra sharp and pointy. Kowalski should know that lobster's claws aren't that sharp. What did Blowhole do to them?
He heard Marlene squeal and Kowalski looked over at her. She was gripping her arm too and looked at her paw. Rico did the same, why were the lobsters going for the arms? Kowalski got distracted and got another pinched in his other flipper. He grunted and gripped it. He could feel the mussels in his flippers grow tense and it hurt to grip. Was that the plan? To have them weaken their arms? Kowalski began to kick the lobster in the face with his webbed foot and let his flippers relax. He glanced at his comrades.
"Guys, just kick them! Don't use your arms!" he warned. Marlene and Rico looked at him but tried to do as they were told. Kowalski always went for their temples, because he knew it was easier to knock them out that way. He continued to do that. At a free moment or two, he would look at his surroundings. He saw a wall with a lot of T.V monitors. One had their H.Q on it. And another had Skipper and Private looking at…Kowalski tried to make it out but got smacked in the face.
He fell to the ground and instantly picked himself up to get another smack in the face. He looked back up at the attacker who was laughing at him but got knocked to the ground by Rico, who was laughing psychotically with glee. He offered a flipper and helped Kowalski up. He stood up and gave Rico a thankful smile and continued to fight the lobsters. There was at least fifty left. Kowalski sighed, Blowhole had to many of those things.
At the corner of his eye, Kowalski thought he saw something looking at him from behind a corner. He cocked his head to the side but shrugged it off. Then he saw it again, Kowalski snapped his head to the right as quick as he could and saw Doris, she jumped and hid back. Kowalski didn't know what to feel, he had strong feelings for her but wasn't sure if they were positive or negative yet. Kowalski decided they were positive. He wanted to go and talk to her but he couldn't leave the team behind. He kicked a lobster in the face and kept going. Lord knows how much longer this will take.
Skipper and Private took a step backward and glared at Spike, who was smirking at them. He looked the same as he did the day Skipper cut his eye: strong, determined, and deadly.
"What a nice family reunion," Spike said.
"Get out of the way, Spike, or I'll take you down," Skipper threatened. Spike chuckled.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked.
"Okay then," Skipper and Spike walked to each other and were ready to fight.
"Stop!" Private squealed. He ran over to them and stood in between them. "You don't have to fight," he said.
"When will you learn to get out of my way?" Spike shouted and smacked the youth in the face. Private stepped backward with his flipper on his cheek. Skipper noticed his face was bruised and red from previous abuse. Rage boiled inside of him and he pushed Spike to the ground with all his might and threw punches at him. They rolled on the floor, fighting and grunting. Spike pinned Skipper to the ground and raised out a needle in the air. Skipper struggled.
"Needle!" he yelled. Spike put it into Skipper's right flipper and let the medicine sink in. Private gasped behind him.
"What did you do!" he asked with panic.
"Just some stuff that will make him weak, so I can finish the job, he'll be weak for at least an hour." Spike pulled out a gun and aimed it at Skipper, who poorly stood up, panting.
"I'm going to kill you the same way I killed my wife," Spike said and pulled out a gun. Skipper gasped.
"You killed Brooke?" he asked.
"Duh, once the kid was hatched, I didn't need her any further." Spike said. Skipper looked at Private at his right. He had the same shocked face as his leader.
"I'll make it quick," Spike said. Before he could pull the trigger, Private ran up and stood in front of Skipper.
"Don't! I won't let you!" he said. Spike lowered his eyebrows.
"Get out of the way, son," he said.
"In your eyes, I may be your son, in my eyes, your nothing but a bloody murderah." Private said. Spike chuckled a bit.
"I don't care, I put you on this earth to be a villain, and that's that." Spike said. Private crossed his arms.
"No," he said. Spike was getting mad.
"Get out of the way!" he shouted. Private didn't move. Spike stormed over and pushed his son to the side. Private fell on the ground, it was obvious that Spike didn't want to kill him, but why? Did he still have good in him? All he wanted to do was raise his son. Spike grabbed Skipper by the torso and pulled him close. Skipper didn't do anything about it; he didn't even flinch because of the medicine in the syringe.
"Look what you turned my son into!" Spike yelled. Skipper shook his head.
"Yeah, he's standing up for himself and I'm proud of him." He said, weakly. Private smiled, he thought he never hear Skipper say that about him. Spike pushed him to the ground to and pulled the gun out again and aimed it at Skipper's chest. Private held up his flippers and grabbed Spike's arm.
"Wait!" He squealed. Spike glared at him.
"What?" he asked through a gritted beak.
"If you spare Skippah, I'll become a villain, just for you." He said with a fake smile. Skipper grunted on the floor.
"Private…what are you doing?" he asked. Private looked at the ground without an answer then looked back at Spike.
"Please," he begged. Spike snickered and put up his gun.
"You have a good heart, son. Remind me to change that." He said.
"So, you'll spare Skippah's life?" Private asked with hope.
"Private, don't!" Skipper grunted.
"Shut up!" Spike yelled at Skipper then looked back at Private. "If you promise to forget the past and join me," Spike said, punching Private's shoulder playfully. Private gripped it and chuckled nervously.
"Yeah…" he said.
"Just remembah, if Skippah tries to get back at us one day, he's mine." Spike said. Private stared at him with big eyes and nodded." This is your last good deed you'll ever do, you hear me?" Spike said.
"Yes, sir," he mumbled. Spike grabbed his flipper and led him to the door.
"Wait, can't I say goodbye?" Private asked. Spike sighed but nodded.
"One minute," he said. Private waddled over to his fallen leader. Skipper's face was pale and he could barely move.
"Private, why did you do that," Skipper asked weakly. Private felt tears well up in his eyes.
"You can live and Spike gets a minion, everybody wins," he said. Skipper shook his head.
"Except you," he said.
"I'll be okay," Private mumbled. He knew he wouldn't be okay. The past few days he's been with his dad, he has had hard core training, worse than Skipper's training sessions.
"I promise I'll get you back home," Skipper mumbled.
"No, don't follow us, Spike will kill you." Private said in refusal.
"I don't care, your my boy, and I-I-I…love you," Skipper said as if he was choking back cough syrup. Did Skipper say "love"? Had he ever said that before?
"No mattah what, your still my dad, I love you too," Private said. It was never hard for him to say "love". He had a feeling after he leaves the room, he'll never say that word again.
"Uhh," he heard Spike say behind him. He waddled up to them and grabbed Private's flipper and tugged him away. "Times up, I'd like to digest my lunch." Spike mumbled on the way out. Private looked at Skipper one last time and waved to him. He could tell Skipper wanted to get up and stop him but it was no use. He finally gave up and waved.
"I'll kill you for this Spike!" he yelled. What had he done? He practically crushed Skipper's heart. And he may never see him again. Private could feel Spike tug him harder as they ran down the stairs. They met a door and exited through it and ran down a long hallway. Down the hallway, he saw Blowhole, looking at them with a devious smile. Spike and Private stopped in front of him.
"Is Skipper disposed?" Blowhole asked Spike. Spike shrugged.
"He's crushed I can tell you that," he said. "Looks like Private is joining us after all." Spike said, looking at Private. Blowhole smirked and looked at Private. Private had his flippers crossed and gave the dolphin a cold stare.
"Welcome to the team, young Private," he said.
"Save it, bottle-nose," Private mumbled and turned away. Spike and Blowhole exchanged glances.
"Give him time," Spike said with a nervous smile. Private turned back around to Blowhole.
"Where are the rest of my friends?" he demanded.
"They're still fighting my lobster army," he said.
"Call them off, you guys got me on your side, you have no use for my friends." Private said. Blowhole raised his eyebrows.
"Why? It's quit fun," he said.
"Come on, evil or not, they're still my friends." Private tried to reason. Blowhole was about to say something but was cut off by a noise. The trio turned around and saw Doris, peering at them from behind a wall.
"Doris?" Blowhole asked. Doris looked down at the ground.
"Hi," she said. Blowhole smiled at her and put a flipper around her.
"I'm proud of you, sis. You didn't help the enemy." He said. Doris didn't want to answer, Private could tell. All of a sudden, there was a scream heard from the lair.
"Marlene!" Private squealed and ran into the lair.
"Wait, lad!" Spike yelled behind him. Marlene was gripping her arm and wincing with pain. Private ran to her as fast as he could. The lobsters looked at Private and backed out of the way. Private ran to his friend and helped her up. Marlene gasped and pulled the youth into a hug.
"Private! You're okay," she yelled with joy. Private smiled nervously. Kowalski and Rico joined them and hugged Private too. They let go of him.
"Where's Skipper?" Marlene asked.
"Skippah is weakening upstairs and needs your help," he said. Kowalski cocked his head to the side.
"So, did you defeat Spike and come down alone, I'm confused." He said. Private looked at the floor and almost cried.
"No," he whispered.
"Then what's the problem?" Marlene asked. Behind him, Private could feel something touch his shoulder.
"The problem is that he ditched his leader for the dark side," Spike said with a smirk. Private shot his head and looked at his dad then at his friends. They had their mouths open and Marlene gasped.
"What? No! That's not what happened. I saved Skippah!" Private defended. Spike chuckled.
"My son is joining the dark side, so that means you guys have a new enemy." He said. Private jerked his shoulder away and Spike let go of it.
"I did it for Skippah, not you," he spat, bitterly. Kowalski, Rico, and Marlene looked speechless. Private stiffened.
"This is goodbye, men. Take care of Skippah and tell him that no mattah what he says, it was nevah his fault." He said, extending a flipper to the trio. Spike pulled him backwards.
"You don't shake flippers with the enemy, lad," he said. Private glared at him and sighed.
"Yes, sir," he said. He looked back at his friends.
"We'll never forget you Private," Kowalski said. Rico sobbed in his flippers.
"Pi'vate!" he grunted. Private's face sadden.
"I'm going to miss you, Rico." He said. Private looked at Marlene, who looked like she wanted to cry.
"Goodbye Marlene," he said. Marlene gave him a fake smile and nodded.
"Come on, son, I have so much to teach you." Spike said, pulling him back. Behind all of them, Private heard Doris crying. They all turned around and saw Doris begging her brother.
"Please just let me say goodbye to him!" she yelled. Blowhole shook his head.
"I've told you a billion times that you can't!" he shouted.
"Doris!" Kowalski shouted and pushed through the crowed. Blowhole stood in front of his sister and aimed a lazar at Kowalski. He took a step backward and shielded his face.
"Don't you dare!" Doris yelled and stood near Kowalski. "I love him!" Blowhole stiffened but kept the lazar pointed at the couple.
"Why do you hate us together so much?" Doris asked.
"Because he's our enemy!" Blowhole shouted.
"YOUR enemy!" Doris yelled.
"Blowhole, I know you hate me, but I love Doris," Kowalski said. He jumped on top of her Segway and clenched his fist. Blowhole lowered his lazar gun.
"How can I trust you?" he asked. Kowalski and Doris rolled their eyes.
"Just give us a chance." Kowalski begged. Blowhole did a quick smirk and raised the lazar again.
"Never!" He screamed and tried to aim for Kowalski, but pushed the trigger to fast. The lazar shot down at the ground and the floor cracked underneath the couple. Next thing Private knew, he saw Kowalski and Doris, falling to their deaths.
Wow! This was a long chapter, I wanted to end it earlier but decided to cut ya'll some slack and continue. So review plz!
P.S Most of the chapter was gooey and lovy and all that. Im not a big fan of it, but I know some of ya'll are, so that was for the authors who like that stuff.
I'm just like Rico; I have gooey love much sensitivity or whatever it is. Haha. Bye!