Hi, this chapter should be better in the form of my writing skills from help from Midnight the Black Fox so thanks! If I have done anything wrong or made mistakes please tell and I will change it if I can :)

Also I forgot in my last chapter to say " I don't own Penguins Of Madagascar, DreamWorks and Nickelodeon do"

As three men walked out of the station with a kid in their arms, all of them couldn't stop thinking who this kid really was.

'Why he would take all the weapon ideas and plans? What history do we have with him?' Kowalski was brought back by Skipper' s voice rambling on how he hated being here for some stupid kid. While they walked to their black van, the British weather finally came. The clouds darkened and the heavens opened and every one except Private who was unable to, started moaning.

" Kowalski, you go and get the van while we will wait under the bus shelter, pronto." Skipper joined by Rico headed for the shelter as Kowalski jogged to the van a block away. When Kowalski unlocked the van and drove to his team there was hail stones outside coming down fast. After Rico hand cuffed Private to a pipe in the van at the back, he quickly got inside away from all the hail hitting his face. As they started to drive off, Kowalski reminded them they couldn't stay in a hotel as they are not meant to be seen by public, as well as the kid would probably shout for help.

"Wha about woods, Skippa." Rico waited for Skipper to reply but to be greeted by Kowalski' s response. Kowalski looked impressed by Rico as he agreed with him that the woods would be best, for the trees would provide shelter and camouflage.

Kowalski parked the van next to some trees, then followed the team out of the van after checking the kid was still out. After everyone was out, Skipper decided that they were going to have a training exercise so sent Rico to grab the stuff. Rico went to the van to grab bamboo sticks that were next to Private and pulled them away, turned around and walked to the others so they could begin training.

"That was close." Private sat up and continued to undo the handcuff before Rico came and grabbed the stuff. Luckily, Rico left the van door open, that made one less job Private had to deal with to get away from these people. After Private got the handcuff off as they were cheap ones, he slid out the van and saw the men were too busy with training to keep gard on him. 'Because I'm young, the must think I'm helpless' Private smirked at the men's carelessness as he went into stealth mode to go get his back pack. As he went to the front door he quietly opened the door and grabbed the bag without a sound, as he didn't want to be heard nor did he want to be caught. When Skipper, Rico and Kowalski were training, they heard the sound of someone running behind them and was to be met with the sight of the Brit running away.

" Butter milk biscuits, how did he get out?!" Skipper followed by the boys ran in pursuit after Private. Skipper muttered something about the boy's speed while Rico got out his tranquilizer as the boy was faster then a hare. Private heard the click of the gun, that was all he needed to hear for his legs to run full speed. Skipper smiled as the boy ran faster and gave a nod to Rico "Rico, he's all yours." Rico plastered a twisted smile at his leader's words as he aimed the tranquilizer to get the perfect shot.

"Ow dam it, those bloody bastards are gaining in!" Private kept on rambling on to himself till the sound of a bang followed by the feeling of a needle in his neck. Private kept on running for a few seconds before he fell on the ground and tried to get up, but the silent blackness was too over powering and fell unconscious. The men finally caught up and looked down on the boy with mud on his face. Slowly, Rico picked him up as Skipper said they're going to leave now, while keeping the kid unconscious on the trip.

All four men were in the van driving to a private runway where their ride would be. Rico was driving, Skipper was next to him, and Kowalski was in the back keeping gard on Private. The kid's head lay on Kowalski' s lap, still unconscious as that was Skipper' s orders. Rico was humming a tune, Skipper was relaxing with his feet on the dash board, and Kowalski was deep in thought wondering what the kid had against Z.E.R.O.

'Did we intervene with his plan to destroy the world?Did we ruin his life some how and if so, why don't we have any history on him?'. Kowalski kept on pondering about the kid that was lying in his lap.

As the three men walked out with Private in Rico's arms, a small plane was getting ready to take the agents to NYC. When everything was done all four men got inside with Skipper sitting next to Private, and Kowalski with Rico that sat in front . Soon the plane was gaining speed on the runway and started to lift up into the night sky heading to New York. After ten minutes, Kowalski had to inject a knock out drug to keep the kid unconscious as he was starting to stir, as Skipper was a wimp when it came to needles. When Skipper came back from hiding, a flight attendant gave then a phone saying it was from H.Q.

"Hello Penguins, so I hear you got the target?" Skipper sighed at the question, why else would they be coming back now?

"Yes we have the kid." He the glanced at the kid who looked cute and innocent as the warm sun light hit him, 'Ugh, why does the kid have to make me feel soft for him?'. The conversation wasn't long and H.Q only told them where to go while to keep the kid in snooze mode till they get there. As the trip would last a while, everyone got comfortable either sipping coffee, cleaning all the weapons in their pockets and sleeves, looking over blueprints, or out cold due to being stabbed in the neck with needles full of drugs every hour. Either way no one was, or could complain.

"Ah, sweet New York air boy's." Skipper continued to walk out the private airport still breathing in the air.

Once they got to the entrance, they were greeted with a agent from Z.E.R.O who opened the door to a black van much like their own. The man who was driving the van for the team was Burt. Burt had big ears, grey short hair and had a size large grey suit on. Burt was one of the organization's transport agents, he would drive cars all the way up to flying planes. By this time, the boys were hungry and tired as they were driven to the secret base in Manhattan that was under Central Park.

"Ah, welcome back Penguins. I hope you had a good flight?" Skipper nodded to the question that Mason had asked. Mason asked about the fight while he got a wheel chair for Rico so he could put the kid in it. The Penguins followed Mason through the base to be lead to a room with a chair that had straps. "Now this is the place the kid is going to stay for...questioning." a evil smirk ran across his face as he thought about the last part he said.

" By questioning you mean..." Skipper' s question was finished by Mason, " Brutal force is authorised, so I'm sure you'll have fun watching through the one way window." Mason pointed to a large mirror in the room but on the other side of said mirror, you could see through it into the room.

Men walked into the room and took the wheel chair and took Private to the chair with straps. After a few minutes, Private was bounded to the chair while Mason took the Penguins to the room with the one way window. Now they had to wait till he wakes up to be 'questioned' ,but the Penguins couldn't help feel guilty for the kid and what was to come for him.

Oo, I wonder what will happen, like really as I'm still changing things in the plot as I go along so it fits :D anyway for people who read the end notes, I'm starting some one shots as I'm not good at committing to the long stories as I have learnt.