THE PRISON

CHAPTER 11 : BALANARS


"Now, before continuing about Skipper's treachery, we need to make you talk first. I need information, you know."

As Carl approached Buck, suddenly - BAM! - the door behind them breached open. Carl turned to see who has disturbed his fun. To his surprise, two of his prisoners had escaped from their cell. But he grinned and glanced back to Buck, whose eyes were widen in shock.

"Captain! What the heck are you doing with that traitor?!" Buck shouted.

"Now you see that I'm right, don't you? I - " said Carl.

"Whatever you just heard from this disgusting puffin, it ain't right," Hans interupted. "I'm on your side, sir, ready to serve."

"You stand no chance now, Carl. Surrender and we won't hurt you too much," Skipper declared.

"Ah," Carl looked back to Buck. "But you forget that I still have an ace card here,"

Skipper cursed to himself. Carl was still holding the solder, and Buck was still tied to the chair.

"Back off or I will kill Special Agent Buck Rockgut!"

"Whatever you're going to do, boys, do it quick," said Buck, as the solder was brought closer to his chest.

Hans looked like wasn't going to step back. But Skipper knew that Buck was in serious danger. Carl could do anything to his hostage.

"I said back off!" Carl repeated.

"You can't kill him." said Skipper finally. He decided to see how far he could push back. "Buck is your last playable card. If you kill him, then nothing else can prevent us from breaking your neck."

"That's true, Captain. But I have no worry to die - after I kill him."

"Here's the deal : you let Buck go with us, without being hurt, and we'll just lock you here without being hurt too,"

"Don't push your luck too much, Skipper. I'm not a type of person who likes to compromise. Back off from that door and let me reach the lift."

"Well then," Skipper shrugged. "Let him pass, Hans."

Hans stared him questioningly but stayed silent. They both walked backwards few steps. They were in a long, narrow corridor with blood spread here and there, some were old and had dried while others were newly made and fresh from the crabs who were the guardsmen and now were lying around, not moving. The two prisoners fought their way here.

Carl burned the ropes which tied Buck to the chair but kept the ones bounding his flippers. Then Carl forced him to stand up and walk towards the door. The solder was held beside his head, ready to pierce into his skull if he started doing something annoying, while Carl's left flipper was holding his neck tight so he couldn't run.

Buck remained silent, but his gaze was on Skipper's. Buck and Carl had walked several steps now, and Skipper with Hans had almost reached the lift at the end of the corridor.

"This place is too narrow for you to reach the lift without getting too close to us, don't you think?" Hans said.

Maybe Carl had just realized about that, too. "You two use the lift first and go wherever you want. Leave us here."

"Sure," Skipper nodded, three times. He was still looking to Buck's eyes.

Unexpectedly, Buck smashed the solder-holding flipper quick enough with his tied flippers, just in time before the torture tool touched his head - Buck could feel the high temperature just a millimeter from his head however - and before Carl could do something, Skipper had jumped and kicked him away.

"Hans, take care of Buck!" Skipper commanded. Hans immediately started to lease the tie as Skipper charged onwards to face Carl, who had thrown back two or three meters but now is ready for the real fight.

Skipper punched him on his face but he dodged, and hit Skipper's tummy hardly. While Skipper was recovering from the pain, Carl spent no time to punch him again, and again, but at the third effort Skipper dodged and kicked his tummy. He punched again, but Carl took a faster time to counter attack. Skipper had expected this and blocked the hit, caught his flipper and threw him onto the wall - face, or actually, beak, came in contact first. Carl fell to the floor. Skipper stood above him - and fell as the puffin's feet swept his own. Carl jumped onto him but Skipper kicked him away just in time. Carl threw back to the floor and Skipper got up, jumped to the wall, his feet sprang there perfectly like what he had trained for years, and hit Carl's neck with the side of his flipper. Carl, who was just getting up, fell again. They wrestled for some time and ended, since Carl was pretty good in torturing but definitely not that good in hand-to-hand combat, with Skipper's victory. Carl fainted after receiving punches, smashes, kicks, and throws.

"Better if you explain now, Captain, why on earth are you with this puffin?" Buck asked, referring to Hans.

Before Skipper neither Hans answered, they were interupted by a sudden sound of a siren. The lamps in that place suddenly turned red.

"Alert : Balanars are being activated. Alert : Balanars are being activated." said the warning system through speakers on the ceiling.

"What are 'Balanars'?" Skipper asked Hans.

Then he knew that those Balanars must be something really terrible as he saw Hans' face went pale.

"I - I can't believe this... He must be crazy... Well, he is crazy..."

"What do you mean? Explain to me what is going on!" Buck angered that no one even answered his question.

"B-Balanars are Blowhole's experiment. He is a genius, you all know, pitifully he's evil. He modified the diabologizer by adding a microbe that can infect brain and control the infected. The infected will always hunger to eat fresh flesh, and drink blood. That's because the microbe needs blood to stay survive. He used many prisoners for this experiment."

"You mean, he's making zombie?" Skipper asked.

"Yeah, that's right. The 'zombies' were held in special rooms. But now, it looks like they have been freed."


TO BE CONTINUED

A/N : Nah, I managed to type this chapter with my phone and send it as an e-mail to my own e-mail address, so when I get to my laptop I can just format it a little then immediately update it.

I hope New York and all of the US East Coast will get back to normal state soon! I hope Central Park is alright! Jesus blesses you all there...

Anyway, thanks for your patience for this story. Please review!