A\N: Sorry for the long wait. ^^ Had a writer´s block.
"Intruder alert!" Came the voices from down the hallway. Skipper didn´t hesitate, but immediately began sliding away. Soon the feet of the small army was heard running after him. Skipper planned to just make a sharp u-turn and head back to where Max, Kenny and Rico were, but the soldiers blocked the way. He couldn´t find a way to get through.
Private froze as he looked up at the rest of the seemingly small invention. It was a huge arch, with something that looks almost like a showerhead, just much, much bigger. It also was re-adjustable, so it could fit around one´s head, probably to suck something out. It had a tiny tube running on the underside of it, heading straight to a big bubble that was fixed on one side of the machine. Drakus walked over to it and lowered the sucking part down, so he could reach it. After adjusting it to Private´s head, he stood by the window and waited silently. He stayed there for quite some time, just waiting and watching the sky.
"Zom´ies?" Rico asked, his flippers twitching, ready to attack them. Kenny almost shrugged, but remembered in time that they react on movement. "I don´t know, it is a weird idea though." Max just stared wide-eyed at the creatures and kept his mouth shut. Soon it became silent and the two groups were just staring at each other, daring the other to make the move first. The seconds stretched into hour-like minutes and finally Max unconsciously flicked his tail, making the mistake and ending the torture. The zombies lunged for them and instead of retreating the other group welcomed them, with flamethrowers, guns and daggers. Rico fired and burned the head off two zombies, high-fiving himself when they dropped to the floor. Max had a gun, since he couldn´t fight that well. He began panicky shooting at the chests of the attackers, sighing with relief when some zombies fell over, dead for the second time. Kenny was more experienced and took his time in having some fun while battling the enemies. He sliced at some, or jumped over them and stabbed them from behind. Rico finally burned the last of them. "Let´s hurry and find Skipper, before something nasty happens." Kenny said quickly, and ushered the others out. "What nasty things?" The moon cat asked, looking over his shoulders at the zombies. "I don´t know, like for example if they come back to life or grow more heads." "That´s Greek!"
Skipper stepped back, holding his flippers up in self-defense. An otter pushed his way to the front and glared at the penguin. "Who are you?" Guzo asked, grabbing a sword. "Clas-" Skipper stopped, knowing they won´t take that as an answer. "Let´s skip the introductions." The leader suggested. Guzo shrugged. "You´ll answer soon enough." He said, then turned toward the guards. "Atta-" He never came further as the penguin sprang on top of his head and jumped over the crew. He landed on the other side and, ignoring his pain in his ankles, slid into the direction he had came from. "STOP HIM!" Guzo shouted, thinking about how Drakus will have his head if he didn´t catch the penguin. His original mission had been eliminating the intruders. The otter shivered and raced after the soldiers.
Silence. Just the sound of Private´s panicking heart and Blue´s breathing. Drakus stood in the window sill, not moving. He just stared outside, every moment of his silence torturing the younger lings. The moon was taking it´s time too.
"So, how do we find Skipper?" Max panted as he ran after the puffin and the penguin. "I have no idea. He was supposed to head into the direction of Drakus´ main room." Kenny responded out of breath too. Only Rico was keeping up the pace, determined to get Skipper and return home. Also, the hunger for revenge urged him on. If it wasn´t for that lemur, Private would still be alive! Rico growled lightly, picking up the pace, totally forgetting about the others behind him. "Rico! Wait for us!" Kenny shouted quietly, not wanting to attract too much attention. The penguin seemed remember that the others were with him and slowed down, letting the fellow rescuers run neck-to-neck with him.
Screams. Blood. Fire. It was everywhere. The animals that could run rescued themselves and everyone who couldn´t. Julian clutched Mort tighter in his arms, holding him close while running with Maurice and Marlene toward the exit. Phil was dragging an unconscious Mason, and Burt helped the gorillas carry Roy. The penguins were in the reptile house, trying to free them in time. "Skippah! We need to hurry, the house is about to collapse!" Private yelled. Skipper nodded and made a signal for everyone to hurry towards the exit. Kowalski carried Barry in a jar and Rico pushed the seconds-color-changing-panicking chameleons toward the door. One got left behind. Private noticed it and slid back. "Private!" Skipper called out. The boy tried to grab the chameleon, but it had its foot stuck. Private began pulling on it. "Private just leave it behind! There´s not enough time!" Skipper called again. "No! It needs help!" Private yelled back and continued pulling. Finally he got it free and the chameleon ran out. Private slid after it. But- "PRIVATE! WATCH OUT!" Skipper screamed, but it was too late. A beam had loosened itself and fell onto the small penguin…
"NOOO!" Kowalski yelled into the darkness, sitting up and banging his head on the concrete above him. Cold sweat ran down his face. The scientist looked around, panting, eyes wide. It took him a moment to calm down, before he got out of bed, not noticing the pain in his skull. "Calm down, Kowalski. It was just a nightmare." He told himself. But as he laid back down, he couldn't help but feeling that something was terribly wrong with Private. Or that something really bad is going to happen to his teammate.
A\N: Really, forgive me for this short chapter and long time of no updation. As I said before, I had a terrible writer´s block. -.- Yeah, and I am kinda getting stuck\un-stuck with this story, since it´s a bit hard to make sure that it 1) stays good and 2) that the scenes are in the right time. ^^