"Uh SP? Why are we at some kind of jail?" Skipper asked, raising his brow.

"Because there's someone here who will be of help taking down Kowalski."

"But why is this someone in jail?"

SP sighed. "Because he's an experiment gone wrong, so they keep him locked up here." She walked up to the desk. "Hey!"

The female penguin at the desk did not share SP's cheerful attitude. "What do you want?"

SP made an angry frown, Skipper had to cover his beak to stifle a laugh.

"I'm here to see the penguin with mystical powers!"

The desk penguin raised her brow, "You mean the experiment gone wrong?"

SP rolled her blue-green eyes. "NO. I'm referring to your one nightstand."

Skipper bit down on his flipper while the female glared daggers at the dark mage. She pointed to a staircase lowering downwards. SP smiled cheekily then went down with the snickering Skipper following.

"DO not do that again."

SP just smiled at him.


Private backed away, begging for his flipper to touch a weapon he could use. But, he just backed into a corner.

"No! Get away from me!" He whimpered as Kowalski walked closer with that cruel smile. The shorter tried to tug his fin away when the tall bird grabbed it in a skull crushing grip. He yelped in pain as it was slammed into the wall.

Stop…

Kowalski pulled out a knife with his free flipper.

No…

Private's eyes widened where the blade was aimed.

Dear god no…

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He let out shrill screams as the knife was stabbed repeated into his flipper, crying as he felt blood slide down on his body. He gagged as he caught the scent of the metallic crimson liquid. Kowalski stabbed into his flipper until it lost feeling and switched to the other one.

"STOP IT!" Private wailed, but of course, the sadistic penguin kept it up.

Private sobbed as he just mentally begged for the torture to stop.