Ch.3: A Clue To Evil's Deed

When Skipper woke up this time, he found himself hanging upside down. His body immobilized by the wires twisted around his feathered form. In the dim light, he could barely make out a small stone cavern, and some small fish skeletons on the floor.

"Where in the world am I?" asked Skipper.

"Right where I finally want you," said a familiar voice, scooting out the darkness. Skipper's eyes immediately narrowed in recgonition.

"Blowhole," he growled.

"How foolish of you to finally abandon that fortress of yours" said Blowhole " it made it so easy to capture. Now you will pay for what you have done,"

"What I've done" said Skipper " what about the awful things you've done. I bet you're the one responsible for creating this twisted dimension,"

"Well" said Blowhole " I may had a little part in bringing the Evil Skipper to life, but the actions that followed afterward were all your doing,"

"So you think that I'm that Evil Skipper who just broadcasted all over the town" said Skipper, then pointed to his body " sorry pal, but do I look like I have scars to you? Or even red eyes? I came from an entirely different dimension,"

This time, Blowhole dared to lean a little closer to nemesis and discovered that he was right. This Skipper had no markings of the Evil Skipper upon him. He had indeed come from a different dimension.

Reluctantly, Blowhole lifted up a flipper, and untangled Skipper from the wire. Landing on his feet, Skipper breathed a sigh of relief. It was such a joy to be moving again.

"Okay Bottlenose" said Skipper "Explian, from the begining,"

Taking a deep breath, Dr. Blowhole began his tale.

"It wasn't to long after the mind jacker incident" began Blowhole " I was furious at you for the humiliation I suffered after being forced to be called Flippy, and performing tricks for the humans again. If it wasn't for Hans and my lobsters, I would have stuck like that forever. All it took was a subtle reminder of you, and memories tumbled back like tumbleweeds,"

"I wanted revenge, but was having a hard time figuring one out. Until one of my lobster men sugguested that maybe I should try turning you to my side. The idea had promise, but there was one key factor to overcome. Your teammates,"

"Setting up an elaborate trap, I captured your team and lured you my base, knowing that you would come rescue them. You were surrounded by my lobster minions as soon as you arrived, and taken to me for gloating,"

"I had your friends in a cage, loosely hanging over a shark tank. The rope holding them up was burning away by the seconds. You begged for me to spare thier lives, claiming to do anything in return. The price being, your service,"

Skipper couldn't believe his earholes, he really agreed to be Blowhole's slave?

"What happened then?" asked Skipper.

"Well I knew that you wouldn't stay loyal to me forever" said Blowhole " you would eventually try to break and join your friends again, so I came up with a plan to help you stay evil. So I invented the Hex Ray to amplify your evil desires, and psuh all the good thoughts out,"

"You just really love messing with people's minds don't ya?" asked Skipper, crossing his flippers in annoyance.

"Pay attention!" yelled Blowhole, then continued " However, the process worked to well. Your evil personality was so strong that instant you woke up, you took over my HQ, threw me out, blew up the zoo, and started the process of taking over New York,"

"So that explians why my face is everywhere" said Skipper " but how did I get here? And how did that evil me get all those scars on his body?"

"Don't ask me" said Blowhole " I barely remember anything after half of mind has been stolen, by you none the less. So I can't really explian how you got to this world,"

"Then I'll just have to make sure I ask someone who still has a brain" said Skipper " is there a Kolwaski in this dimension?"

"He works at Skipper's Tower" Blowhole nodded " but you'll never get inside. That's where the Evil Skipper lives,"

"That's where your wrong Blowhole" said Skipper with a smug grin " I was always made to crash a party. Just you watch, I'll get this world fixed up in no time,"

"This isn't the same as your world Skipper" said Blowhole, as he watched Skipper slip out the hatch and back into the park " here your team doesn't even exsist. And the bonds you've created have been shattered beyond words,"