Suddenly Marlene heard hissing from Kent. She opened her eyes and saw the lobsters' surprised expressions to Kent's reaction. His feathers began to stand up a bit and kept hissing.

"I'll do it…" he growled.

The lobsters stepped back, making room for Kent to exit. Marlene began to struggle again, but the bird had a firm hold on her.

"What are you gonna do now?" she growled.

"Shut up," he hissed. "Just keep your trap shut."

Marlene growled as he kept her across the room. Marlene noticed the penguins were suddenly chained up against iron walls. Kent held Marlene up beside the penguins until another iron wall popped up from the steel floor and chained Marlene against it. She growled and squirmed, hoping to pull herself out of the iron clutches somehow and to shake off the ridiculously cold metal temperature against her body. Blowhole wheeled by.

"Do make yourselves comfortable, this will be a long night if you struggle," he mocked.

"It's already been a long one, buddy," growled Alpha. "I doubt even you can make it any longer than it already is."

"We are so gonna take you down you overgrown fish head!" barked Blue. "We're not gonna let some mammal get away with this, you hear me?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Blowhole shook his head apathetically. "I wouldn't be giving sass like that."

One of the lobsters brought what may have been a universal remote and then Blowhole pushed a dial.

ZZZZZZZZZZ-CHU-ZZZZZ!

Suddenly Blue wailed as electricity zapped throughout his body. The others gasped at the sight. His eyes looked like they were about to pop out and his feathers stood up.

"Blue!" cried Kapugen. "Foul beast!"

"Enough, bottlenose!" growled Alpha. "Stop it!"

Blowhole snickered and then pushed a button once more. Blue stopped screaming and groaned in pain. His whole body fell limp and it was just the metal cuffs around his flippers and ankles that held him up.

"Blue!" called Alpha. "Can you hold on?"

Blue murmured something and then groaned again. "Ouch…"

"This is madness!" spat Skipper. "This is just a whole other level of low even for you!"

"That was just too gruesome even for words…" Private began to sob lightly.

Rico growled furiously at him, shaking his head and spewing saliva everywhere. Suddenly Blowhole pushed a button again and Rico started screaming!

"RICO!" his team cried.

Then Blowhole pushed the button once more and the electricity stopped. Rico groaned and hung his head low… but he actually took the shock much better than Blue did as Rico shook it off and recovered quickly. Blowhole was impressed.

"Well, it seems you are no stranger to pain, penguin," Blowhole cocked his head.

Rico shrugged and mumbled angry gibberish. Blowhole's face became conflicted trying to decode what the heck the bird just told him. Kowalski darted his eyes around nervously.

"Um… he says thank you," Kowalski shrugged, although he knew that wasn't what Rico said.

"Right… well now," Blowhole continued on. "This remote is my key to everything in this room, including my grand masterpiece. So I do advise you watch your actions, because this time I am well-equipped for any trick you pen-gu-wins may have up your sleeves."

Skipper growled and shot a dead-eye glare at him.

"So now without further of due," Blowhole held up his precious remote into the air and aimed it at the satellite-like machine. "I shall unleash… HECK!"

Click.

A generator from within the machine began to rumble and small, red lights at the edges of the dish lit up. The giant red light bulb at the tip metal beam at the center lit up as well.

"All systems are green, doc," reported one lobster.

"Scanning for possible threats within the system," reported another.

Blowhole's expression slowly became crazed and rubbed his flippers together. It made the penguins a little uncomfortable; Blowhole was getting a sick kick out of watching his machine start up.

"The generator's warmed up and ready to go," reported another lobster.

"Excellent!" cackled Blowhole, and then he recomposed himself and cleared his throat. "Now… scan for a target."

Suddenly the lobsters behind the computers looked uneasy and looked at each other.

"Uh… doc… what about a test run?" asked one lobster.

Blowhole sighed, clearly irritated, "Fine…" He turned around and faced his prisoners. "Well now, it would appear that this is where the show becomes more interactive. Who would like the honor of volunteering to be the first victim, hm?"

Marlene rolled her eyes, "Like anyone would even answer that…"

Blowhole eyed her, "Oh yes! I had forgotten I had already promised you this opportunity! Perfect!"

"Wait! Wha-!"

Two lobsters began to unhook the cuffs and pulled her off the wall.

"Now we can move this project along much quicker," sneered Blowhole.

"Wait! Put me down! I never agreed to this!" Marlene growled as she writhed in the lobster's claws.

"Marlene!" cried Skipper as he began pulling and squirming in his cuffs.

"Resistance is futile, sweetheart," Blowhole growled half mockingly. "It won't be so bad to be a subject my control… think of how much stronger you will become in return."

The lobsters brought her before the dolphin on her knees and she looked up at him. "How exactly will this make me stronger?"

Blowhole sighed in annoyance, "Really… I was just hoping we could cut to the chase without my explaining. Well, you'll be forgetting the information once I'm through with you anyway." He cleared his throat. "While this mind-controlling device can completely wipe out your memories and put your mind into my control, it is also a genetic enhancement machine that activates your long-forgotten, primal instincts." The dolphin wheeled around towards the giant screen and pushed a button to activate a window containing data. "You see, my research team have reason to believe that at the dawn of time, all living creatures were much larger in size and much stronger. Take a look: the dinosaurs, the saber-tooth, the condors, the dullard human species, and of course, the sea monsters."

Marlene's eyes darted all over the screen.

"As time passed," the doctor continued. "The creatures have so-called 'evolved,' and slowly began to lose most of these primal characteristics. We have softened as the humans began to develop their technology to domesticate us… until the animal kingdom have been belittled and have truly been conquered under their influence." The dolphin wheeled back around to face Marlene. "So you see, in a way us creatures have been mind-controlled by these humans! How do my actions make it any different than what they have to us? I am returning those instincts back and giving the chance to rise and overcome those so-called overlords of ours. The machine taps into the mind that has not been activated in a long time. Together, we can all rise again!"

The lobsters clapped and cheered at his speech. Marlene did not share the same enthusiasm, "Two wrongs don't exactly make a right."

"Hmph, is that so?" he retorted.

"What you're doing is very hypocritical," she continued. "You really hate the people, but yet you're acting a lot like them and even going so far as to surrounding yourself with technology even they can't crack. Notice the irony there?"

Rico whistled, praising Marlene for her voice of reason.

"Way to stick to your beliefs, Marlene!" cheered Private.

"Oh no she didn't!" smiled Kowalski.

"You go!" Skipper encouraged.

The other team awed. The lobsters stopped cheering and looked up at their fearless leader for a reply. It wasn't long until the dolphin threw his head back and laughed.

"Silly otter," he laughed. "Of course I've adapted human characteristics; it is to beat them at their own game. I'm plotting revenge against the humans, and I will accomplish that goal one way or another." The lobsters chuckled and sneered at Marlene, pleased with their leader's response. "Now, let us continue on with this morning's show, shall we?"

The two lobsters holding Marlene down pulled up to her feet and took her into a chamber that suddenly appeared from the floor. It was a little bigger than her size and made of cold steel as the door swung open and forced icy, winter cold air. It was extremely cold inside, but the shiver throughout Marlene's being wasn't from the cold. She didn't want her mind to be enslaved even if it would mean becoming Blowhole's definition of stronger! She pounded against the glass door, grinding her teeth, and crying for a way out.

"There, there, it will be all over soon," hissed Blowhole almost in a sinister whisper.

The penguins cried their protests.

"Push that button, pal, and it'll be the last move you'll ever make!" snarled Alpha.

"Your sins shall be atoned, you foul heathen!" shouted Kapugen.

"You can zap me all you want, but you're not gonna get away this!" snapped Blue.

While all the penguins snapped and spat at the dolphin, Private noticed that the only one not really responding was Skipper. He looked sick and flushed with anger, but it looked like he was holding back his anger.

"Skipper, what do we do?" panicked Private.

"Hold on, Private," Skipper replied in a low voice. "Something's just not adding up… it just can't end this way."

"So what's the plan, Skipper?" pleaded Private. "If you already have one, just say so!"

Skipper grinded his beak, "Something's not right… there's something missing to this riddle, but I can't put my flipper to it. Something has to happen."

A lobster pushed some buttons, "All systems are go."

"There has to be something." Skipper shook his head slowly, not believing this was happening.

"Encoding the launching sequence."

"Something has to happen."

"Ready for your command, doc."

"Something!"

Marlene pressed herself against the glass, her eyes wide with fear, piercing them directly at Skipper. She was pleading for him to save her!

"It has to!"

Marlene shut her eyes, bracing herself. Skipper's eyes widened in shock and fear.

"MARLENE!"

ZZZZZ….chuuuuuuurrrrrr…

"What?" Blowhole snarled. He wheeled around from his machine to back at the computers. "What the fladdermus is happening to my machine?"

The lobsters darted all over their computer monitors searching for the problem.

"Sorry."

Blowhole darted around toward the machine. Everyone turned their attention to the machine. Then out of the shadows, the black albatross appeared holding the end of an electrical cord. He dropped the wire.

"I couldn't stand back and watch anymore…"

"Kent," Marlene mouthed, but obviously no one had heard her behind the glass.

"Kent," Blowhole drove closer. "You're going to betray me?"

"No," Kent lowered his head and sneered. "I did betray you."

The lobsters growled and approached Kent sinisterly, aiming the laser guns at him.

"Such a shame," Blowhole replied in a low voice. "I'll admit, this is quite an unpleasant surprise to me." Kent narrowed his eyes and hissed at the approaching threat. "Hello! We don't have any time for a dramatic sequence! Seize him!"

The lobsters lunged at him and Kent flew to the air. The lobsters began firing their guns. He zigzagged, dodging the lasers as much as he can. He leapt back on ground and squawked threateningly. The penguins couldn't lose their shocked expressions. What a miracle! But then again, how pointless!

After Kent battled hard to keep them away, a lobster fired at his scar. He winced and lowered his guard. The lobsters then restrained him; one of them even pushed its claw down on his head to keep him from moving. Kent didn't fight anymore after that, there was just too many on his back.

"You had quickly become one of my top agents," Blowhole stated menacingly as he drove his segway toward Kent. "And this is how you repay that honor?"

The lobsters forced his head up towards Dr. Blowhole. Kent furrowed his brows. "It's no honor of mine to keep. I had to swallow my pride to join your big science project." Then Kent shot his eyes at Marlene behind Blowhole. "But this was just ridiculous… I couldn't do it anymore after what you've almost done."

"I couldn't agree more!"

Blowhole's eyes shrank for a second and turned his segway around, absolutely horrified!

The whole room turned back to the machine and found Femme Fatale standing before the machine.

"Y-y-you?" shrieked Blowhole.

"I've missed you so much, good doctor," Fey cooed.

Immediately Blowhole frantically searched for his remote, but was horrified he couldn't find it. He just had it in his flippers just a few seconds ago!

"What's the matter, Dr. Blowhole?" Fey continued. "Did you lose something?"

That phrase always brought bad news. Blowhole's eyes were fixed on Fey's right flipper as she held up Blowhole's precious remote.

"You wretched girl!" snapped Blowhole. "Return that at once!"

"Mm-mm," Fey shook her head in disapproval. "You're not my boss anymore, remember?"

She pushed a button and suddenly laser appeared from the ceiling.

"LASER CANNONS ACTIVATED," a computer-automated voice rang out. "PREPARING TO FIRE."

"NO!" cried Blowhole.

Chu, chu, chu!

The lasers shot towards the lobsters below. The lobsters panicked and ran around in frenzy, trying to avoid getting hit! Blowhole ducked and dodged, covering his head with his flippers. The penguins were nervous about getting hit, but there really wasn't much they could do. They shut their eyes tight and braced themselves for the worst. Once the lobster released him and ran away, Kent immediately got up and began dodging getting hit. Marlene could not believe the turn of events that were happening before her! Maybe they still have a chance to stop this!

Soon someone found the switch to open the doors and most of the lobsters fled. Some weren't so lucky and were fried from the shots they took. Fey pushed a button and the lasers stopped firing.

"LASER CANNONS DEACTIVATED," said the computer voice.

Fey put a flipper to her hip and approached Dr. Blowhole who had fallen in the commotion.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Fey shook her head apathetically. "Just look at our proud leader now. They say the bigger you are, the harder you fall."

Dr. Blowhole growled angrily and suddenly he whacked Fey with a swing of his tail fin! The remote flew out of Fey's flippers and finally Blowhole had his remote back.

"Ha! Not before I release a final trick up my sleeve," he sneered and pushed a button.

The lights in the satellite flashed for a brief moment. Then suddenly a terrifying roar tore into the room. The birds had twitched to the agonizing scream.

"What the heck is that?" cried Blue.

Fey pressed her flippers against her ear holes to block out the scream until it finally stopped. Then her pupils shrunk as she realized the inevitable.

"You… you've activated the traps…" she gasped in horror.

Kent swooped in from hiding in the pipes in the ceiling. He looked at Fey's terrified expression.

"The special penguin traps?" he asked. But soon he got his answer as a huge figure appeared behind Blowhole.

Kent's eyes were wide in shock. Fey had never looked so terrified than she was now. Then when the other penguins glanced at the same direction, even they began to quake in fear. Marlene… she never took the time to stop what exactly was the penguin-killing trap Fey had spoken about earlier. Even if she did, this would never- in a million years- would she have pictured something like this.