Chapter 2: Pushing the limit
Chapter 2 arrived! I would like to thank for those of you whole reviewed so far! I really appreciate it… So sit back and enjoy the story.
Chapter 2: Pushing the limit"Ahhh!" Marks heartbeat raced against his chest. He quickly stood up from his bed that had awoken him from his alarm clock, along with others. He glanced at all squirrels that also stuttered them all. It was 4:00a.m, Mark rubbed his eyes; his sight so blurry from the sleep he at least gained. Hank graciously stood up, stretching his arms. Janiece yawned and carefully climbed down from her bunk. Mark went off to check if Chad was atop from his bunk, he wasn't there. The cabin was still dim inside and the lights weren't turned on yet. He tried looking everywhere and couldn't find him. He sighed, shook his head, and looked down.
"Looking for someone?" Mark looked up; it was Chad already dressed in his army attire. "I woke up very early before the alarms went off so I can get ready for the day. You better dress up or Linus will be yelling at you again…" explained Chad.
"Don't worry about it gawd! Ill be ready when I'll be ready okay!"
"Damn dude, I was just telling you to-"
Bam! The door was brayed open. Linus appeared all tact up with his black stricked army attire. He looked around the room in eyes of anger. "Well, you all get ready! Now isn't the time to hang around, you read me all!" The sleepy squirrels all saluted and quickly dressed up and made their beds. Hank was the 2nd to finish dressing; therefore Janiece finished 3rd. Mark opened his trunk of clothing and undressed to get on his attire. Putting up his pants were no sweat, but once he got in his top part of the attire, it was like a puzzle. The jacket had so many tactics for it to be applied on a body, even though it wasn't yet official army attire. Mark froze in stress. He clinched his paws in anger.
"Here let me help you." Janiece walked up to Mark to give him a little help. Slowly one by one, she buckled buttons, straps, and zippers. Mark looked up to her soft brown eyes. She didn't notice his stare and continued on with her help. All of a sudden, Mark spaced out…
Mark shook his head. Janiece looked up to him puzzled.
"Are…you okay?"
"Oh! Um… yes…. yes I' am…."
"Uh…well…I'm done, you'll learn how to buckle up your jacket on your own soon and for the fact, these aren't not our official army attires, there just for learning how they go and stuff…"
"Yea…Thanks…whatever…"
Janiece paced her way, until Hank stopped her from her tracks. She annoyingly sighed and looked up.
"What now Hank?"
"Just dropped by to say hi…"
"Oh, okay, well I need to be heading outside in the training grounds, so move it!"
"Whoa, steady there hot cheeks you aint going anywhere where I' am around…" He grabbed her by the wrist and tried bringing her towards him. She struggled, but couldn't have enough strength from his broad muscles. Then paused and gave out a mean glare.
"Let me go Hank…"
"Fine…be it then…." He let go of his grip. Janiece took couple of steps back towards the door and fled outside. Chad began stepping outside with Mark. Hank gave out a stare. Mark paused and looked up at him. "You'd better get your dirty tricks off today Hank!"
"Looks like someone wants trouble again." Hank cracked his knuckles with pleasure.
"Uh Mark, lets go, we'd better be heading out for training grounds with Sarge. Rico!"
Hank and Mark gave a last stubborn stare. Then both went off to the training grounds…
Marching in 5 lines; 55 in total, it was hard to find ones that were recognized. The only one that stood out from 55 squirrels was Hank. The pounding steps of each soldier slaved the ground of dust. Shouts from Rico were heard from there lines.
"Are we there yet?" cried Mark.
"Oh…geezes, god! HeLp Us ALL!"
Mark turned right next to him, noticing a very nervous dark colored squirrel. His tail was not well groomed and his hair was in many directions. Twitching was mostly likely to be recognizable from him. Mark cocked his head. "Hey, are… are you okay?"
"Oh gAwD! ……YeS!… I mean no…YES!"
"What's your name anyways?"
"Zing! But- But, others c-c-call me Zingy!"
"K… um…. Why are you so shaky and twitchy?" asked Mark.
"I…I…I don't KnOw! Oh gAwD! Were all gonna DiE! Ehhh…Yaaa!"
"Shhh!" Shushed a squirrel behind Zingy.
"Oh gAwD! SoRRy! Eh…. ah!"
"Do you drink coffee or something?"
"Eh, No! I mEan Gawd…YeS! Eh, oh, um, I was born this WaY!"
"Keep marching crack-head!" cried the same squirrel. Zingy retorted with nerves
"Jesus! YoU PeOple Are such AsSholes! Eh…Ah!"
Mark shook his head and continued on marching ahead. "Ow!" he shouted.
"Oh, GaWd! NoW WhaT!…WeRe all GoNNa DiE! AHH HAA AHH!"
Mark rubbed in the back of his head and turned towards the direction he was hit. "Fuck, what the hell? Hank!"
"God! Eeek! JuSt- just- ig- ignore h-h-him! AHH! ThrOwing RoCks isn't GoIng To- To SolVe AnYtHing! Oh JeSuS!"
"But that damn asshole threw a rock at my head and I deserve to strike his damn balls!"
"Heh, don't even bother" Replied another squirrel. "A dumb ass big as him wont take those regrets…"
"Alright! Attaché hut!" Cried Rico. "Its time for our 1st course of the year, and I accept each and every one of you to pass this test!"
"Sir, Yes, Sir!" Shouted all squirrels at once.
"SiR, YeS, SiR! Oh GawD!" shouted Zingy; the only last one to shout out. Rico raised an eyebrow.
"Right. Err…anyways…eh…all you drop down and give me 40!" All at once they stood on grounds and commanded. "For now on," Rico continued. "Next time I want each and every one of…eh…. well… I want…. fuck that shit! Never mind soldiers… just…eh…continue what Itold you to do? Yea do!"
Mark had difficulty, the fact he was terribly bruised and sore from the punishment he gained the other day. He fell to the ground helplessly. Rico came up to him and asked. "What's going on now boy?"
"Sorry sir" Mark began. "I had to deal with some punishment yesterday from my instructor."
"Well, I'm not going to let you get away with this, but all I can tell you is do what you can. Later on, this training ground is going to be harder than you ever expected and I aint giving you no more chances!"
"Yes, sir…"
"Right, now all of you get your asses up and give me 50 jumping jackasses now soldiers!"
"Oh GaWd!" yelled Zingy from afar.
Rico rolled his eyes. "Sooner or later that boy gotta learn not to be so incipient with every little thing..." He told himself.
Minutes past, after their warm ups they were ready to be announced for their next training event, the six mile run.
"Ok soldiers! Get ready for the marathon of your life! The Six Mile Run!"
"Oh JeSuS! AHHH! I-I- told you- were all gonna d-d-d-d-d-DIE!"
"Just for a six mile run? Zingy chill…" Added Mark.
" NoW its- its COLD! OMG… It I-IS! Eh…Oooo"
Mark slapped his forehead. "It was just a phrase!"
Rico placed his megaphone near his mouth and shouted with pride. "Now you all 55 run like a bat outta hell!" All at once everyone ran around the field. To Marks surprise he was the first, not until Zingy went ahead of him. He couldn't believe a squirrel so twitchy could ever apply to incredible fast paced running. "You Go Zingy!" Shouted Mark. Zingy gave out a thumbs up and ran off. Hank in the other hand was almost caught up with Mark. They were all in the half of the field and still, six more miles to go ahead. Many surpassed Mark; he didn't care, at least he did what he was told. He looked at his watch, 6:42 A.M. He took his time and paced himself. Janiece passed by and waved to say hello. Just when he was about to greet her, a sudden grip expected him from behind. He fell to the ground flat; face first. The cry of laughter was certainly was from Hank.
"What the fuck!" Mark shouted.
"Awww, poor wittle bwaby fwell on the gwound?"
"You bitch!"
Hank grabbed Marks front collar of his jacket and shook him violently. "So you want to fight huh?"
"Sounds to me like you do buffalo ass!"
"Hey! You two! Run the damn course or you'll be getting more than a six mile run you little bastards!" Shouted Rico from afar. Hank dropped Mark and continued on. Mark stood up and wiped out dirt from his face and uniform. Watching Hank run ahead of him, he quickly paced himself behind him. "Heh, well see whose gonna get it…" Mark said to himself. He finally caught up with Hank and held out a fist. "Take this…bitch!"
"Huh-?"
Down Hank fell, slammed face first as it did with Mark. Mark dusted his paws, feeling good for revenge. Only Hank still stood down on the ground. Mark looked around, then back at Hank. "Uh, Hank? You Livin?" He poked him several times, but never budged a muscle. "Oooo, your in trouble buddy" said one of the squirrels continuing running the track. Mark shrugged and went off with his run. He didn't even want to feel bad for what he did. Though he still continued looking back, he still couldn't see Hank anywhere.
Mark slowed down his running, trying to catch in some air. He looked up at the sky, gray like the shade of his fur. He sighed and went off looking at the distance. Then suddenly, his sight blacked out…
"Ohhh, where am- where am I?" Moaned Mark.
"Your in hell, and your gonna feel its wrath in seconds prick squeak…"
Mark heard the crowd gasp and cheered for a fight. He stood up wobbling trying to place his normal stance.
"Look at you prick squeak" Hank began. "You can't even stand still! Here…. Let me help you!" With that, Hank held in a fist and swung right to Marks left eye. The crowed Oooo'ed…
"Ha! You're so weak for a so-called tuff talker! All you own is talk!"
Mark stood on ground holding his striked eye. "You fuckin bastard! What's your fucking problem!" Hank smirked. "You are!" Again, Hank held out a fist and rammed right into Marks stomach. Pain charged right at Marks body. It was the hardest punch he had ever assisted in his life. He began coughing; coughing so much, little drops of blood began falling out of his mouth.
"My gawd… you suck balls! One strike and you start coughing out bloody shit! HA!"
"Suck a cock Hank!" Mark retorted.
"Say it to the fist!"
Mark new that with one more swing, he'll be sure it was the last of him. He saw Hanks fist slowly coming at him, as if he were to hear the wind force of Hanks fist striking towards him. Mark closed his eyes last fully.
"STOP…!" Right then, Janiece gave such a kick at hanks ribs. Hank clinched himself; Surprisingly glaring at her. She punched Hanks face twice, left and right. With a final short finish, Janiece double jumped kicked right into Hanks chest, causing him to fall down to the ground. She stood up, trying to help up Mark. The crowd gasped and cheered for the oblivious fight.
"Mark, are you okay!"
"Uhhh, eh… no…"
"Mark, you have to get up so we could go to our cabin quickly."
Mark slowly gazed at Janiece; his eyes half shut from torture. The black eye he received began red, not fully blackened yet. Janiece gave a forceful pull. She knew she couldn't help herself.
Meanwhile, everyone gathered around Hank. Janiece turned and noticed Chad and Zingy coming towards her way.
"Is everything going okay?" Asked Chad.
"Oh, gawd…see! Were all gonna die in- I-I-I-in th-this horrible place! One by one we'll- we'll be killed! AH!"
Chad raised an eyebrow. "Then what was the reason why you came here?"
"My- My- family told me- this- this WAS going to be –eh- AH! Coffee café and-aND-"
"A coffee café!" Chad cocked his head.
"Hello, you guys, little help here!" Janiece said sarcastically.
Chad scratched his head. "Oh, sorry, heh, didn't mean to ignore you…"
Janiece sighed, "Just help me out before Hank start to wake up."
Chad and Janiece both helped Mark up from his feet. Leaving Zingy walking aimlessly and chattering away with things that didn't tend to be figured out.
"S-s-s-SEE! I've told-TOLD you! One by-b-b-b-BY one wills be-OH gawd! -Will be dieing! Ahh! G-g-g-god!" Both Janiece and Chad shook heads and rolled their eyes, continuing to carry Mark to the cabin.
"I-I-I-I heard that if we STAY- H-H-Here L-LONG e-enough, their gonna- AH! Rip our B-B-B-Balls off and stuff them up our-our-our-"
"Just get to the point already!" shouted Chad.
" Our A-AAA-AAAh-ahhh- asses! Ahhh!"
"Dude, man, seriously, you have stop repeating letters and words, cause right now you sound like your in an orgasm…" Continued Chad. "It ridiculous, by the way, why would they rip off our balls?"
Janiece raised an eyebrow, "Um, Zingy, how is it for girls since we don't have balls? Even though I'm the only female here in this campus…"
Zingy quickly shifted his eyes left to right, shaking cowardly as usual, "They uh- oh…r-r-rip off your-your b-boobies…?"
Janiece lowered her eyes, frowning. "You have no damn clue what your talking about, do you?"
Zingy gave an awkward silence, then changing the subject as if it was nothing spoken of before.
"So-So anYWAYS! ARE WE there-there YET!"
"Base Cabin 23 is right ahead of us" Replied Janiece. "Just a bit further…"
Moments later, their destination has arrived. Chad barged-kicked the door open and both Janiece and Chad laid Mark on his bunk. Mark slightly groaned, still trying to clutch in pain. Janiece sighed in despair and turned to Chad. "You've better leave off to the running field, I don't want you guys caught here and to be forced with more discipline." Chad nodded. "You to Zingy…" continued Janiece. "Awww-b-b-but why!" Chad elbowed roughly at Zingy, telling him that it would be a good time to leave, before trouble awaits.
"What about you Janiece? Aren't you going to come by with us?" "It wouldn't be a good idea, just please listen and go, ill be fine. Besides, I want you two to go at the left-over fight and see what's going on, ok?"
Both boys nodded and left the cabinet running towards the running field, leaving Janiece and Mark behind.
"J-J-Jesus! Do you think they'll be o-okay !"
"They'll be fine, its what I've heard…"
Less than moments, they've arrived, panting and catching breaths. Zingy zoomed quickly through the crowded area where the incident had happened, Chad appeared coming through next through the crowd; standing next to Zingy. Whispers, rumors and gossip floated through the area. Chad and Zingy saw Hank talking to one of the instructors and Sarge Rico. Both young squirrels gasped for what lies Hank has been telling the instructor and Rico about the fight.
"So." Began the instructor. "Your saying that Mark E. Tyris had started the fight and had given you punches and kicks and so on and so for?" Hanks gave a tiny smirk. "Yes, sir…" The instructor looked at Sarge Rico, giving him a look of what next to do for discipline.
"Well, Sir Rico, son says Mark E. Tyris started it all and was stated true?"
"Hmm…Well-"
"THAT'S NOT TRUE!" Yelled Chad from the crowd. "THAT'S NOT TRUE!"
"SON!" Shouted Rico. "In what god's name are you jumping into things like this! Get back to your cabins and as for the rest of ya solders!"
"But, Sir!"
"W-W-WERE WITNESSES! AH!" yelled Zingy with a twitch.
The crowed gasped and stood in silence. Chad elbowed Zingy once more and whispered roughly. "You idiot! We both didn't see the actual fight, all we saw was a crowed gathering!"
"O-o-Oops?"
Rico began walking towards the two preachers with an angry look. Chad gulped while Zingy stood shaking and twitching as always. "Listen to me…" lowly Rico began. "I don't want to be giving you bad orders to do so, so tell me… witnesses or not?" Both Chad and Zingy looked at each other. Chad gulps another. "Um, no…no sir…" "Then don't be saying so…" Rico stood himself straight up and stood in the middle of the crowd. "And as for you all solders! Please step forward if you have seen this fight, recognized to be as called witnesses! I know you all now who you are and don't want to be in the trouble of this, but any one of you little bastards step forward! Now!"
Many of the squirrels stepped back leaving, astonished, two very dark gray squirrels with sheepish smiles on their faces. Rico raised an eyebrow. "Two? Is that it? Hell with that! Whereas the rest of ya! Cant be just a damn shitting corner for just only two witnesses!" Chad and Zingy had confusion. "Geezes! If- If only Janiece w-was here she'll fix out this ru-rumorous bad prob- problem!" said Zingy. Chad nodded, "Yes, but who are those two? Looks from their smirks, sounds like there one of Hanks friends."
"Yes they are…" added another gray soldier from behind. "There considered 'The Twins.' " "The twins?" responded Chad. "Yes, there both the most trouble habitants that are ever here, they think there so great cause there are the only twins here in the Base Camp Army. If only there was another different pair of twins, it'll show'em whose boss…" The squirrel puffed out a smoke like ring from his cigar. "If only there was a miracle, it'll be the ass kicking event ever happen in this Base Camp, hell shit, it'll be great…" Chad blinked twice. "Wow, I see, hmm… well… any chances they'll ever be?" "Heh, All I do know is that our Base Camp still accepts newly arrivals, hopefully some kind of twin pair will happen soon, but I say, what are the chances of that? Heh! By the- way- names Jirrval, if you need anything in info; I'll be your help in need. "My names Chad." Chad shook hands in greet the new fellow he quickly made; looking at the scar crossed down from his eye.
"You must be wondering about the scar aye?"
"Sorry, but its just there…heh…"
Jirrval smirked. "Just a tense fight that all I survived in the last war in the year 2001, the year King Conker roamed on the heavy grounds of the evil Tediz."
"Ah, King Conker, yes, I heard about him, hopefully- huh?"
"What's matter?"
"Zingy, he's missing!"
"Oh, that crack- headed punk?"
Chad tries looking for Zingy towards and in through the crowd that still stood in place. Nowhere, he was not found. Jirrval pulled on the collar of Chad's training shirt and said, "Must've left to cabin 23…" Chad blinked twice. "How'd you know…?" Jirrval smirked, "Don't worry, remember info, I got it…" "Um, ok, thanks! See you around!" Jirrval let go at his grip and left Chad running towards the cabin. He stared at Sarge. Rico; yelling at the others.
"You all soldiers! Get your asses back to your cabins, whiles I get this problem fixed straight!" Rico turned to Hank and the two dark gray twins, getting much as info he can. Hank turned to the leaving crowed and smirked. "Now then" Started Rico. "Tell me, witnesses right?" "Yes…" said The Twins. "Tell me everything that you've seen…" Both twins rubbed their clutching hands looking at each other in mischief, then at Hank; smirking at them. "We'll tell you everything…Sir…everything…"
Back at Base Cabin 23, Janiece gave hospitalized Marks wounds. Swollen parts of his body were severe and had to be iced for 3 days or maybe more. Slowly he breathed, trying not to let the ice burrow him in cold strikings. He sighed and gave a sorrow look at Janiece. She sighed, "Hopefully, these bruises will disappear within three days or less." She placed an ice pack on Marks chest closely then looked at Marks reddish black eye. Mark blushed and pushed her away; hoping she didn't noticed his blush marks.
"Hey! Why you did that Mark! I was just trying to help you out! What's gone into you?"
Mark turned himself the opposite way from her, covering himself. "I'm fine go away!" yelled Mark.
"Go away! Is that the way you treat me when someone takes care of you!"
"I can take care of myself! OKAY!" Mark yelled from the sheets he's covered in.
"Then why are you covering your self? Are you hiding something?"
"NO…no! Its just…just cold…."
"Mark, it cant be cold its very warm in here…"
Mark gave an awkward silence, thinking what he should do or say next. "Just…Just leave me alone! Ok!" repeated Mark. Janiece raised an eyebrow. "Mark, I've known you as friends ever since we were little and were both 19 now, you should be acting like a little kid." Mark grunted. "Well…so…what…" Mark felt his face, hoping his blushing will go away. It seemed less from calmness…
Janiece walked towards Mark, uncovering him with his sheets and gently turned Mark facing towards her. Mark had his arms crossed like a stubborn baby. Janiece smiled. "You spoiled thing…"
"Spoiled! Who are YOU calling spoiled!" Mark retorted. Janiece smiled once again, and then placed Marks arms aside. Mark rolled his eyes and murmured. She places the ice pack on his chest again closely. Mark stared at her, since she was looking right at his bruise on his chest. He stared and stared so long. Janiece moved the ice pack towards his thigh area staring at the door the right side of her making sure none of the lieutenants weren't going to come in.
Mark thought for a moment and thought of something he could do ever since he was a younger child. Should he even dare? He gave a quiet sigh then slowly sat up, not letting Janiece know he's gotten up. He bended his himself towards her, and slowly puckered his lips. Closely he began his way though on her cheek; his heartbeat raced to a million miles, then he closed his eyes. The moment he's been waiting forever since, then…
Bam! The door opened with Chad standing in place. Mark quickly fell back to bed, hopeing that Chad didn't see what he was doing. Janiece turned to Mark with confused looks. She didn't have a clue what Mark was about to do.
"Guys! I got some bad news!" yelled Chad.
"What is it?" Responded Janiece.
Chad hesitated quickly, "Hank blamed the fight to Mark- He didn't mentioned about you!-"
"What? How could-"
"Then some twins said they're witnesses and-"
"Calm down!" Interrupted Janiece.
"Fuck Chad, Who put steroids up your ass this time?" said Mark. Chad paused for a moment and let a moment of a small silence. "Sorry." He began. "Geez, look, I'm just, I'm just saying that Hank and two of his other twin friends blamed all to Mark, not you…" Chad slowly pointed to Janiece. "You weren't mentioned…" Janiece shook her head and sighed. She looked at Mark; frowning, then back at Chad. She thought to speak for her self as witnesses (as she already is) but witness against the other three wouldn't help. She nodded slowly, and then spoke.
"Well, I guess we have to teach those bastards a lesson…"
" I know a way!" Chad said quickly. Mark rolled his eyes towards their conversation. " My ass! Fuck, hell, all I wanna do is kill buffalo ass and those two shitty-shit-shit twins once and for all!" retorted Mark. Janiece gave a small smirk. "Mark, that's what you always say when you're angry at someone, besides, um Chad? Its more important taking care of Marks recovery for now…"
Chad looked around the room. "Yea, um…where's Zingy?"
"Zingy?" said Janiece in confusion.
"Yea, isn't he supposed to be here?"
Another door blew open from the left dies of the room. Zingy zipped up his pants and froze with sudden silence.
"Uh, uh-uh, uh…hi?"
"Zingy, were the hell didn't you-"
"J-J-Jesus c-c-Christ Chad, cant a guy t-take a p-p-p-piss!"
Chad places his paw on his forehead and shook his head. Something froze Chad, his ears perked up as a silent sound traveled towards his way. There was a sound, a sound of a million foot steps coming towards their cabin. Some of the many footsteps faded, but still some were heard. Chad looked out the little window attached to the door. "Um guys, um, we have company…"
The door blew open leaving Chad standing aside. The tiring squirrels from training entered and slowly walked in.
"Ahh! The Ku-Ku-Klan! Ahhh-ah!" yelled Zingy terrified over nothing.
"Would ya shut your damn noise hole!" retorted Mark. All of the squirrels stood starring at Mark while heading to their bunks. One by one they stared; Mark raised an eyebrow. "What the hell are you guys staring at, huh?" The squirrels took off their training army attires and got ready for bed for early start.
"Good luck…" the nearest one said. Mark tipped his head aside and gave a sarcastic smile. "Kiss my ass if you wanna get me extra lucky, jackass." The squirrel angrily frowned and shook his head; walking towards his bunk. "Yea, that's right… keep walking fuck-bag…" Mark continued.
It was mid-dark; it was time to set off sleep. Zingy zoomed to bed and covered himself in his sheets, shaking cowardly. "Were g-gonna die!"
"Shhhh!" shushed the room. The room was sudden quiet. The entrance door slowly shut with a squeak. The door kept getting closed to the end of the doorframe, until Sarge. Rico brayed it open. "Mark E. Tyris! Get your fuckin little ass over right here! Were gonna have some serious talk!" Everyone stared at Rico with fear from his yells. Mark stood staring, staring right at Rico's eyes of anger. He slowly gulped and stood in place…
A/N: Hope you liked it so far! Sorry it took a bit longer than expected, but I tried to make this chapter long-reading use for your reading enjoyment. Chapter 3 will arrive soon! Reviews please! Thanks!