Welcome to the 2nd part of this storyline. This chapter we see how Arlindo decides to exact his revenge on the other engines on the island. I hope you enjoy it and please review at the end.

Island of Sodor Remake

Chapter 12-Arlindo's Revenge

Arlindo was still angry the next day from his unintentional dirtying from a passenger train at Great Waterton. The night before he got cleaned up and was looking amazing but he didn't care, he was still angry that not only was he not treated with respect but the fact that apparently everyone on the island treated each engine equally. It was outrageous. To think he was the same as these village engines was bordering on insanity. Today though he was at Peel Godred where the governor was giving a speech at the construction site of a brand-new apartment complex. He was in the yard waiting for it to all be over with. The yard was set up with railroad tracks everywhere and sidings all over the place. He was resting underneath a metal shed that had four sidings in it. Next to him were some giggling trucks that seemed to be talking about how an engine was coming by at any moment to pick them up. That then gave Arlindo an idea.

"Hey, you trucks, did I hear correctly you are about to head out?" The trucks, surprised to be talked to quickly acknowledged he was correct. The six vans didn't understand why he was talking to them.

"Look I need your help on something. Those engines think they are so smart and the best things on this horrible island. But I want to send them a message that they aren't all that." The trucks were quite surprised that there was an engine that didn't like the others.

"What exactly do you want us to do to the engine that takes us?" One of the trucks asked nervously.

"I don't care, I heard that you are the ultimate chaos machines here so do whatever you have to do, but put them down a peg or two." The trucks were excited by the idea but warry about what they were being put up to. "Also don't you dare mention that I told you to do this. Its best to not have this come back to me." They agreed but before they could say anything else Nadir backed into the yard, coupling up to the train.

"Hey there Arlindo. Hope you are having a good day. It's cold but what can you do about it." His guard gave the all clear for him to get going. "Have to go to the harbor now. But see you around." He said cheerfully as he moved out of the yard. Arlindo just smirked.

"It soon will be a good day, little tank engine."

Nadir was making great time on the main line. It was quite chilly and he knew that the closer to winter it got the colder it would be. He was excited to see a Sodor winter and wondered what it would be like compared to the summer months he had experienced. All had been going well in the world lately. New engines joined the team, Ellkan's behavior changed big time in a positive way, and work had been going well. All was right. Soon they flew past Maron and they were ahead of schedule. The trucks were giggling and singing and not being a bother at all. With that Nadir charged at the hill just ahead of him.

He could feel a change once they were halfway up. The trucks were holding back and making things difficult for him. "I guess I spoke to soon about them behaving" Nadir said to himself as he struggled. He was almost to the top when he felt a strange tugging and before he knew it, the coupling behind him broke. A slight jerk happened and suddenly the weight behind him was gone.

"Oh no." his driver said looking behind them as the trucks started rolling back down the hill. His driver applied the brakes just as the guard, who was in the brake van, whistled a loud warning and he could hear the sharp sound of the break van's brakes. Nadir quickly turned onto the junction for the Ulfstead Branch Line and turned himself around so he was facing the opposite direction and headed back towards where the trucks escaped. They were halfway down the hill when they found the guard on the side of the line from where he jumped out of the van, just in case. He got into his cab and they set off down the hill again.

They found what they were looking for between the bottom of the hill and Maron. The trucks had been diverted to the runaway siding and they broke through the buffers. From the damage that Nadir could see one truck and the guard van were damaged pretty badly, two trucks had some minor damages to them, while three trucks didn't even have a scratch on them.

"We better get the breakdown train and inform Sir Topham Hatt about what happened here." His driver said to him. The guard got out of the cab to look over the damages and Nadir set off once again.

An hour later, work was being done to clear the accident. Nadir was helping workmen with the breakdown train and Sir Topham Hatt was there surveying the scene.

"It's a good thing we put this siding here. I knew that hill would be a problem if a breakaway happened." There were two siding for the runaways. One siding for each end of the hill. One between Wellsworth and the hill and one between Maron and the hill. They each made it so that the trucks would harmlessly get diverted into an empty field where no damage to anyone or anything besides themselves would happen. "How does the damage look Nadir?" Sir Topham Hatt asked.

"The brake van and the truck behind it are in bad shape sir. They are going to need immediate and critical work. Two might need to be checked over but nothing to bad, just scratches. None of the cargo is damaged. But we can't transport it with only three vans. We'll need to get more trucks. It will be delayed but we should be able to get it there." Sir Topham Hatt nodded.

"Of course. I'll make sure it gets here immediately." He said. But Nadir was still confused.

"I still don't know how or even why they broke away. It was worse for them in the long run to break away on a hill."

"More than likely they weren't thinking things through." Sir Topham Hatt responded. But a workman came up to the two of them.

"I can answer how they broke away." He produced a chain that he was holding. "The coupling chain to the first truck was in bad shape. The daily wear and tear made it weak and all it took was to much force and it just broke. Nothing anyone could have done without check on it before."

"Then I want the trucks to be inspected closely before they go out for runs. I don't want this happening again." Sir Topham Hatt responded and walked away with the workmen to another spot of the accident. Nadir went back to the work of cleaning up the mess. The trucks never spoke at all of why they did what they did.

That night at Knapford Sheds, Nadir was talking the accident with the other engines trying to figure out what happened.

"I just don't know why they would do that. They must have known the coupling was weak. They could have avoided the accident." Nadir commented to the other engines.

"But remember, they are trucks." Atul told him. "They don't care. If they want chaos, they will have chaos."

"Weird though that the trucks haven't been in a mood at all so I am surprised." Mokei stated.

"Probably just a rogue group of trucks. I wouldn't think to much about it." Atul said to the others. With that they talked about the rest of their day until they went to sleep.

At Suddery Sheds, Arlindo was furious. He heard about the accident but realized it did nothing to the engines and really only was bad for the trucks. It made one measly delivery delayed and that was all.

"I knew I shouldn't have trusted that good for nothing wagons. If you want something done do it yourself." He thought for a moment. "I can't do anything though since the minute it comes out that I am against them I'll lose this job and will be sent away. Probably to some other village ridden island. No, I need to wait and bide my time until I can get someone to help me out. Then I will show all of them I am the top engine of this railway."

Thank you for reading this chapter. I really enjoyed making Arlindo into a villain of the series. How much he will be used, I am not sure but at least he is there. Please review and tell me what you thought of the chapter, storyline, and Arlindo in general.