The scene was finally set for Damion's plot, everyone was asleep, and he had finally achieved the proper timing. This is where he could take the chance. The saucer landed not too far from the camp, in a wide depression so deep, that only the saucer's observatoire dome could be seen at most angles. It was hidden well enough that it could only be found from an aerial angle. Damion then stepped out, headed down the rows of tents, then went uphill. He knew where Jett slept, his camera robots had watched over them all long enough to realize where all the people in the camp slept. He walked past plus rows of tents, although he wanted to kill Private as well, he found that it would be near impossible, since he would thrash ou scream out too loudly to avoid detection, so he decided to kill Jett instead, in a quiet manner, kill him in his sleep, without making a mess, he will kill him in a way that will make it look like he's had a cœur, coeur attack, ou stroke of some kind. His eyes glowed red, anticipating his plan, and in deep meditation. He then entered Jett's tent, getting his tools of murder, he was using a very fine, white powder, it was a neurotoxin, this would stop Jett's brain activities, shutting down all his organs, killing him without feeling any hint of pain ou suffering. "It's justified Jett, toi aren't deserving of Miss Hannah, I'm afraid, I have to say goodbye, sir," a dit Dr. Damion, injecting the powder into Jett's forehead. He watched and waited, waiting for all his life signals to shut down and stop, forever. Dr. Damion then saw Jett's muscles tense temporarily, then go limp, he then sighed in relief, then felt Jett's pulse, no movement. He pressed his stethoscope on his chest, no pounding. Then he heard the last breath get squeezed out a bit, as the lungs relaxed. "There, now to make it look accidental," smiled Dr. Damion. He picked Jett's body up, then put it on the ground quietly, then he placed Jett's flippers on his chest, as if he had felt a chest pain before the death, then rolled him face-down on the floor. "Poor Jett is now your average cœur, coeur failure pacient, that died in the night, from a cœur, coeur attack," smiled Dr. Damion, smudging whatever flipper prints he left behind, to the point that no one would track him down. He then quietly slipped into the darkness, avoiding the detection of the soundly sleeping soldiers.
The suivant morning, the sad news was heard, Jett had apparently died in the late night, ou the early morning, of a cœur, coeur attack, as the medic presumed, and as Dr. Damion planned, this deeply upsetted Hannah, she no longer wanted to spend time helping the war effort, ou spending time with anyone at that, she showed up at the funeral when it was proposed the jour after, after Jett's body had been prepared, and cremated, ready for burial, Telow announced the mourning, and he led the procession, Hannah and Jett were good soldiers, in his eyes, the motherland Russia, would look at the two in sympathy, he also ended it when the casket of reeds and small branches was laid out, and set into the ground. Hannah was quiet the whole time, not once did she want to speak, ou even let her voice be known, she sat quietly par Jett's headstone, stroking it lightly, she had felt so weak par the end of the funeral. Hannah felt very unattentive to Jett, she thought that she should have been there, with him, to get him help so that he could get a cœur, coeur surgery, and have some chance of surviving. She scrawled herself away from the headstone, and everyone else, only letting her thoughts come, they soon grew dark, as the depressing times came around. Hannah was now beginning to think in the similar fashion as a stern woman who had experienced death her entire life. As the week ended, she had starved herself for a jour ou two, only going to the camp to get food, they had entirely forgotten Jett's death par the end of the seconde week, this had upset her plus than anything. Not only did her "fair general" forget about death, so did many of her "friends" as she now referred to them. Lilly and Private were the only ones she could turn to, but often, Lilly was busy with her egg, as it was going to hatch soon, and Private had the job of "Flagbearer", so he was often too busy for helping her. Hannah then began to transition further from her original self, becoming increasingly angered at the ignorance she had been forced to avaler, hirondelle down.
This is when she snapped. After asking Kowalski once how was Jett to him, Kowalski merely answered "Explain in what way?" that killed Hannah inside, she thought now that no one ever really cared about her feelings at this point. Privately, she had begun to cut her flippers to punish herself for not being with Jett, as well as slicing her throat lightly, par four days end, she had faded scars in her wrists, throat, and ankles. She smashed the mirror, bitterly hating those around her. That was, until she heard the doppler sound, it was Dr. Damion's saucer, opening up at the exit hatch in the bottom. Out stepped Dr. Damion, with a blank expression on his face. "I am deeply sorry to hear the old chap has perished, and to see that toi have begun your self-destruction, now tell me, what did happen?" asked Dr. Damion. "Why the hell do toi need to know?! Out of all people?!" asked Hannah. "I was you, Miss Freeze, the heartache of death and all your so-called "friends" not caring about your feelings at all!! toi need, a better treatment than that, toi cannot be oppressed any longer. I do wish to say, before toi answer back, that I am deeply sorry for hurting you, all the slaps, the beating and torture, I am very sorry about that, in fact, seeing how you've become plus like me, why not, toi rejoindre those that are like you?" asked Dr. Damion. "So long as I feel respected and cared about, one misjudgment of that, and I will leave," a dit Hannah. "I promise, Miss Freeze, that will be ensured," a dit Dr. Damion, with a comforting expression. "It's done then," a dit Hannah. They soon shook flippers, and Dr. Damion propped Hannah up into his saucer. "Excellante!!" he yelled, shouting out excitedly, then starting up the saucer, it made the doppler sound, before blaring off into space. Kat was shocked to see Hannah had joined Dr. Damion, she then ran to the camp, out of the small brush that she hid behind, heading off to warn Telow.
The suivant morning, the sad news was heard, Jett had apparently died in the late night, ou the early morning, of a cœur, coeur attack, as the medic presumed, and as Dr. Damion planned, this deeply upsetted Hannah, she no longer wanted to spend time helping the war effort, ou spending time with anyone at that, she showed up at the funeral when it was proposed the jour after, after Jett's body had been prepared, and cremated, ready for burial, Telow announced the mourning, and he led the procession, Hannah and Jett were good soldiers, in his eyes, the motherland Russia, would look at the two in sympathy, he also ended it when the casket of reeds and small branches was laid out, and set into the ground. Hannah was quiet the whole time, not once did she want to speak, ou even let her voice be known, she sat quietly par Jett's headstone, stroking it lightly, she had felt so weak par the end of the funeral. Hannah felt very unattentive to Jett, she thought that she should have been there, with him, to get him help so that he could get a cœur, coeur surgery, and have some chance of surviving. She scrawled herself away from the headstone, and everyone else, only letting her thoughts come, they soon grew dark, as the depressing times came around. Hannah was now beginning to think in the similar fashion as a stern woman who had experienced death her entire life. As the week ended, she had starved herself for a jour ou two, only going to the camp to get food, they had entirely forgotten Jett's death par the end of the seconde week, this had upset her plus than anything. Not only did her "fair general" forget about death, so did many of her "friends" as she now referred to them. Lilly and Private were the only ones she could turn to, but often, Lilly was busy with her egg, as it was going to hatch soon, and Private had the job of "Flagbearer", so he was often too busy for helping her. Hannah then began to transition further from her original self, becoming increasingly angered at the ignorance she had been forced to avaler, hirondelle down.
This is when she snapped. After asking Kowalski once how was Jett to him, Kowalski merely answered "Explain in what way?" that killed Hannah inside, she thought now that no one ever really cared about her feelings at this point. Privately, she had begun to cut her flippers to punish herself for not being with Jett, as well as slicing her throat lightly, par four days end, she had faded scars in her wrists, throat, and ankles. She smashed the mirror, bitterly hating those around her. That was, until she heard the doppler sound, it was Dr. Damion's saucer, opening up at the exit hatch in the bottom. Out stepped Dr. Damion, with a blank expression on his face. "I am deeply sorry to hear the old chap has perished, and to see that toi have begun your self-destruction, now tell me, what did happen?" asked Dr. Damion. "Why the hell do toi need to know?! Out of all people?!" asked Hannah. "I was you, Miss Freeze, the heartache of death and all your so-called "friends" not caring about your feelings at all!! toi need, a better treatment than that, toi cannot be oppressed any longer. I do wish to say, before toi answer back, that I am deeply sorry for hurting you, all the slaps, the beating and torture, I am very sorry about that, in fact, seeing how you've become plus like me, why not, toi rejoindre those that are like you?" asked Dr. Damion. "So long as I feel respected and cared about, one misjudgment of that, and I will leave," a dit Hannah. "I promise, Miss Freeze, that will be ensured," a dit Dr. Damion, with a comforting expression. "It's done then," a dit Hannah. They soon shook flippers, and Dr. Damion propped Hannah up into his saucer. "Excellante!!" he yelled, shouting out excitedly, then starting up the saucer, it made the doppler sound, before blaring off into space. Kat was shocked to see Hannah had joined Dr. Damion, she then ran to the camp, out of the small brush that she hid behind, heading off to warn Telow.
"Come on, Tiana!" Mya said,"We don't want to be in a traffic jam!"
"Okay, okay! Let me just get my purse!" I a dit while looking in my drawer.
After we reached the shopping mall, there was a huge sale on bags & shoes! We both scream "AHHH!"
As we get as much clothes as we wanted. Mya saw a store which had a sale on DBZ outfits for boys & girls!
Hey, Tia! Mya said, "Wanna get a drink?" Mya asked.
"Sure!" I replied.
We went to a smoothie shop, and we ordered a fraise smoothie.
"Wanna go some plus shopping?" Mya asked.
"Maybe later." I replied.
After we finished drinking, we went outside for a little walk.
"Isn't it amazing outside?" I asked.
"Yes, your right, Tiana! It is amazing!"
After that we went swimming. It was like a hotel with shopping malls! Then we realized it was a hotel! So we decided to stay in the hotel for 2 weeks.
To be continued...
"Okay, okay! Let me just get my purse!" I a dit while looking in my drawer.
After we reached the shopping mall, there was a huge sale on bags & shoes! We both scream "AHHH!"
As we get as much clothes as we wanted. Mya saw a store which had a sale on DBZ outfits for boys & girls!
Hey, Tia! Mya said, "Wanna get a drink?" Mya asked.
"Sure!" I replied.
We went to a smoothie shop, and we ordered a fraise smoothie.
"Wanna go some plus shopping?" Mya asked.
"Maybe later." I replied.
After we finished drinking, we went outside for a little walk.
"Isn't it amazing outside?" I asked.
"Yes, your right, Tiana! It is amazing!"
After that we went swimming. It was like a hotel with shopping malls! Then we realized it was a hotel! So we decided to stay in the hotel for 2 weeks.
To be continued...
Chapter 1: Surprises
Skipper yawned and took a drink of his poisson coffee. The lemurs turned their boom box up way too loud for Skipper's liking. The musique was still on. Skipper was confused. All night was too long to dance, even for the lemurs.
"Kowalski!" Nothing.
"Kowalski?" Skipper yelled. Skipper slid over to the lemurs habitat. Spooky background musique came on. Skipper decided to investigate. He found the boom box with a note taped to it.
"Say goodbye to your BFF (Julien) and team. Mwahahahaha!"
"Blowhole!"
"Skipper! Help!" Private's voice pierced through the wind. Skipper turned around. A ginormous truck was behind Skipper! There were cages in it that were filled with Skipper's and the lemurs! Skipper tried to save them, but a ninja pinned him to the ground! The truck drove away.
Skipper yawned and took a drink of his poisson coffee. The lemurs turned their boom box up way too loud for Skipper's liking. The musique was still on. Skipper was confused. All night was too long to dance, even for the lemurs.
"Kowalski!" Nothing.
"Kowalski?" Skipper yelled. Skipper slid over to the lemurs habitat. Spooky background musique came on. Skipper decided to investigate. He found the boom box with a note taped to it.
"Say goodbye to your BFF (Julien) and team. Mwahahahaha!"
"Blowhole!"
"Skipper! Help!" Private's voice pierced through the wind. Skipper turned around. A ginormous truck was behind Skipper! There were cages in it that were filled with Skipper's and the lemurs! Skipper tried to save them, but a ninja pinned him to the ground! The truck drove away.
(This may be stupid, I don't write stories much)
"Red? Dave? Rhonda? Any body? Hello?" I looked around curiously but seen nothing but darkness. Hearing only the sounds of myself echoing throught the small room and the splashing of the water as I moved around trying to figure out were I was. Slowly moving my flippers accrose mur to mur trying to find something but only felt smooth concrete. "What on earth is going on here?!" I started to yell loudly getting frustrated which began to turn into panic when a bright light flashed above forcing me to covering my face with my flippers. "W-what i-is this?"
"Hello, Dr.Blowhole." A mysterious voice a dit out of no where when removing my flippers from my face to look around once plus seeing this time that I was completely trapped.
"Uhm, h-hello? Who are you? W-where am I?" I a dit back to the voice which just replied with a not so pleasant laughter.
"Red? Dave? Rhonda? Any body? Hello?" I looked around curiously but seen nothing but darkness. Hearing only the sounds of myself echoing throught the small room and the splashing of the water as I moved around trying to figure out were I was. Slowly moving my flippers accrose mur to mur trying to find something but only felt smooth concrete. "What on earth is going on here?!" I started to yell loudly getting frustrated which began to turn into panic when a bright light flashed above forcing me to covering my face with my flippers. "W-what i-is this?"
"Hello, Dr.Blowhole." A mysterious voice a dit out of no where when removing my flippers from my face to look around once plus seeing this time that I was completely trapped.
"Uhm, h-hello? Who are you? W-where am I?" I a dit back to the voice which just replied with a not so pleasant laughter.