So what do you guys think so far? Deadshot's name is from Batman; just so you know.
The she-cat; whose name he learned was Harley took him into the city; where she lived and to an old abandoned casino.
"Wait here" she told him; Skipper nodded and stayed where he was behind the trash cans; while Harley walked over to the casino's back entrance; they were in an ally way. The bottom of the door was broken; leaving a ragged hole.
"Slade" she called nervously into the darkness. Skipper heard the sound of paw steps and a moment later a golden eagle's head popped out.
"What is it Harley?" he asked; his voice was harsh and almost scary.
"Deadshot killed a family of penguins except for one; he needs your help Slade" Harley meowed.
"Where is he?" Slade growled; glancing around.
"The boy's back there" Harley turned and called to him; "Skipper it's alright, Slade's a friend." Skipper had told her his name on the way to Slade's place. He nervously walked over to Harley's side.
"So can you help him?" Harley questioned.
"I only have one apprentice right now; so I guess he can stay" Slade answered; he stepped out into the ally.
"What's your name boy?" Slade asked.
"S-Skipper sir." Skipper replied. He was shivering; but not from cold; he could still see the blood flowing from his lifeless family's bodies.
"Relax boy; your safe here" Slade motioned for him to step inside the casino. Skipper gave a small nod and stepped inside; to his surprise the casino looked like a military base more than it did an actual casino.
"What are you gawking at boy?" Slade said stepping inside.
"N-nothing" Skipper stammered recovering from his shock; "where's Harley?"
"She's headed home; like it or not; but you're stuck with me and Hans for a while" Slade said; the eagle led Skipper through the casino to a door that probable led into the security room.
"Hans get your lazy butt out here" Slade ordered. A moment later the door opened and a young and seemingly clumsy puffin stumbled out.
"Yes sir Slade sir" the puffin said.
"Hans; this is your new room-mate Skipper; Skipper this is my apprentice Hans" Slade said introducing them; "better get along; you're both under my orders and I don't want no fighting among my men".
"Hi Skipper" Hans said cheerfully.
"Uh hi; Hans" Skipper avoided the puffin's gaze and swallowed a sob; there was no way he was going to cry in front of Slade; he seemed like someone who didn't tolerate emotion; especially a sobbing penguin.
"Good; now no noise till dawn; Hans; show Skipper where he'll be sleeping. I'll be in my room if you need me" Slade began walking away; "and by need me; I mean if you're about to get killed or shot". Skipper sniffled at the mention of the word kill.
"You ok?" Hans asked.
"Fine" Skipper replied.
"What happened; I mean he rarely takes in anyone" Hans pressed. Skipper met Hans' gaze and decided he could trust him.
"A lemur named Deadshot killed my family" Skipper explained.
"Oh; I'm so sorry Skipper; I-I didn't know" Hans said in apology.
"It's ok, it's not your fault; so do you know who Deadshot is?" Skipper asked; sudden anger flooding his veins at the mention of the lemur's name.
"No sorry; I've heard Slade and Harley talk about him before; but they always saw me and snet me to my room before I learned anymore about him" Hans said taking him into the room. It was a nice room; a pile of blankets on one side of the room was most likely Hans' bed; they grabbed extra blankets from the closet and started to make Skipper's bed; they talked while they worked.
"So what's your story Hans" Skipper wiped a few tears away as he remembered his parents' savage deaths.
"Same as yours; Deadshot killed my parents" Hans said.
"I'm sorry to hear that" Skipper told him.
"It's ok; it was a while back; that's how I knew who you were talking about" Hans shrugged.
"Why do you think he does it?" Skipper asked; remembering what Deadshot had told his parents.
"I think he makes deals with animals and when they don't keep them he kills them" Hans whispered as they bedded down for the night or what was left of it.
"That makes sense" Skipper yawned; he hadn't noticed how tired he was until now. "So what does Slade do?"
"He's a fighter; he's teaching me this cool spy stuff; he'll probable teach you too" Hans said sleepily. The puffin's eyes closed and within moments he was snoring. Skipper yawned again and let his eyes shut; but he didn't sleep; all he could see was his family's deaths over and over again.