Blowhole looked down upon his lair. He was standing from his balcony, one he hadn't used in a while. His plan was going well. Perfectly to be frank, but he was scowling at the whole scene. The incident with Katrina had left him seething with anger. 'How dare she do that?' He thought. 'How dare she tell me what I can or cannot do? Doesn't she know that I am doing for her? That I've always done everything for her?'

One of his lobsters came over to him. "Boss, the prisoner is getting restless." He said.

Blowhole chuckled. 'Of course.' He thought wickedly. 'He should be and more.' "Is the weapon ready and primed?" He said. The lobster nodded. Dr. Blowhole smirked. "Good. Bring him out here and tied him to the wall. We'll see if he becomes comfortable." Soon afterwards, a large man was brought out into the lair. He was beaten and bruises covered him. The lobsters tied him to the wall and left him to hang there. Blowhole moved his scooter over to him and smiled in his face. "Comfortable?" He said.

The man glared at the dolphin. The man from the restaurant. The man who had ruined his life. "Why have you brought me here?" He said, with scorn.

"I just thought it would be appropriate." Dr. Blowhole said. "You know, as you are the initial cause of all this."

"What are you talking about?" The man said, confused by his rambling.

"You humans have so pour memories." Blowhole said. 'Katrina remembered you.' He thought, before he mentally strangled himself. Katrina would wait. She would warm up to this. "Don't you remember that little dolphin all those years back?" The man just stared at him. "The little dolphin whose mother you killed."

"I'm sorry, I don't remember." The man said. "It must have been a long time ago. A lot of things have happened since then. Animals get caught in nets all the time. It just happens."

Blowhole was seething with fury. "It just happens." He said. "It just happens." He yelled in the man's face. "Of course, it just happens with you humans. You can't help it when you slaughter thousands of us a day. We're not human. It just happens, when people slaughter animals just for trinkets, clothes, or some idiotic medicine that doesn't work. It just happens, is your excuse. You humans have no sympathy with us animals. You're animals too, yet you are too simple minded to see that. Still, you all have lost that right. Especially you." He moved his face right up into the human's one. "Especially you. You will be the first human to die in my new world. A safe world. A free world. A no human world."

"Please." The man pleaded. "Don't hurt me. I'm sorry for killing your mother."

"She was all I had." Blowhole screamed, cutting off the man. "All I had in the world. Our pod died in a storm in the reef. My father died while defending us from a shark. She was all I had left and you took her." Through his anger, tears started welling up. "How would you like it if I killed your mother? I doubt you would not feel anything."

"I can't bring her back." The man said. "If I could I would. Please, don't kill me."

Blowhole just laughed. His laugh was quite demented, even for him. "No." He said. "I will not kill you." The man sighed. "My weapon will." The man gulped at his statement. A smaller version of his weapon lowered itself uplifted itself from the floor. Blowhole turned around. "Lobsters! Get the weapon ready. It's time to show the humans their time is up."

"I don't think so." A familiar voice called out.

Usually Blowhole would smirk and address his adversary, but now he just growled. "I do not have time for these games." He called out, without looking at them. He pressed a button on his scooter. Automatically, metallic disks whizzed by and took hold of his adversaries. Blowhole turned around and looked at the penguins. They were up against the wall. The magnetism of the disks keeping them pinned to the wall. "Skipper." He said, with scorn. His usual banter was out of his mind. "I should have known you and your team would come."

Skipper just smirked. "As always, Dr. Blowhole." He said. "I never miss the chance to foil another one of your sinister plots."

Blowhole's eye twitched. "You won't stop me this time, Skipper." He said, the last word was strained this time. 'No!' He screamed in his mind. 'Keep it together.' "I will finally be able to put humans in their place."

"Uughh." Skipper groaned. "Can't you ever just let it rest? I mean really, get a life."

Blowhole growled, which obviously surprised Skipper. He never growled. "Insolent Pen-Gu-Ins. I will never stop. I will never rest until I have my revenge."

"For performing?" Private spoke up.

"It is much more than that." Blowhole spat at him. "I haven't even told you my plan." Skipper opened his mouth. 'Probably going to guess it.' "I'll tell you." Blowhole cut him off. "My newest plan makes all my others look like a damsel hitting a bunny with a flower." The penguins snickered. "It's a good comparison, so shut up." The penguins stopped. "Now, my newest weapon, is a global satellite that can obliterate cities anywhere on the globe at any time. Kind of like that movie 'Independence Day.' With this, I shall oust the humans out from their precious civilization. I will then hunt the rest down and confine them, so they will never again harm another living creature."

"Global satellite." Kowalski said.

"Destroy cities." Skipper said.

"Hunt down humans." Private said.

"Whaa-rooo-wendance-say." Rico said.

"I watched it not long ago." Dr. Blowhole said. "I thought it was a good movie."

"I concur with that assessment." Kowalski said.

"I personally didn't like the aliens." Private said, shivering at the memory of the death and destruction scenes from the movie.

"Men, that's enough." Skipper barked. The others went silent. "Now, Blowhole. Why don't you let us out? It would make this a whole lot easier."

"I'm just trying to buy a few extra seconds." Blowhole said. 'How they keep escaping, I'll never know. They have too much luck for their own good.' He thought. "Now be silent. You're about to see the true power of my weapon."

"Oh, no you're not." He heard a voice say. A very familiar voice. Blowhole saw Katrina stand in front of the man, as the laser prepared to fire.

(Flashback)

The night surrounded him and all he could do was cry. 'Humans take everything away from me.' He kept on thinking. 'Why?' Edward was dead. The zookeepers had thrown him into a plastic bag the next morning and took it away. Katrina was gone. She must be dead as well. 'Of course, they probably like killing so much that they would kill their own kind. Now, they leave me with no one.'

The weeks had gone by, in all that time he grew more and more bitter about performing. That, and it was a bit more difficult without one of his eyes. During that time, he had been working on a way to get out. A device to transport him to safety. A bubble. He would fly out. Through his research he even invented an artificial eye to help him see. On the night he had completed his work, he immediately used it to escape. As he was flying away, he looked back to the amusement park. The place where he had met such nice friends. Now they were gone. He shed a tear. "Bye." He said, softly before flying away. 'Here's to you mom.' He thought, as the bubble floated through the air, to his freedom.