"Skipper?" asked Lilly. "Yes, it's me, I'm back, and I found you, toi and Kowalski!!" a dit Skipper, hugging Lilly tightly. "I missed toi so much," a dit Lilly. "I did too," a dit Skipper, tearing up slightly. "Wait, where's Hannah, and Jett?" asked Private. "I was about to ask that as well, it seems they took a different path from us," a dit Kowalski. "Well, the important thing is, we got most of our gang back," a dit Skipper. "But what if they got captured?!" asked Private, concerned. "You're right, we can't hope too well for them, we have to make sure we can connect to the outside world, toi see, I'm trying to receive wifi connection from my antennas that I have built, because when we last defeated Dr. Damion, I implanted tracking chips into each of our skulls, so that if we ever divisé, split up, we'd find each other again," a dit Kowalski. "How does it work?" asked Private. "Just chercher it up on a digital map, slide my flipper on the scanner, then type who you're searching for, we'll be able to find them par then," a dit Kowalski. "Alright, sounds fair enough, do it then," a dit Skipper. "As soon as I have turned this wasteland into a wifi hotspot," a dit Kowalski, hooking up several wires into the crudely made antennas that he built. "Just the right connections, then a system of servers, and we've got, wifi," a dit Kowalski. "How long would it take?" asked Lilly. "Not long, it's a very simple process for me," a dit Kowalski. "Alrighty then, carry on with your work," a dit Skipper. "Come on Kowalski, toi can do this!!" a dit Private. "Hand me some pliers," a dit Kowalski. "Aye Professor," a dit Lilly, handing him a crudely made set of pliers from the remnants of the magnesium rock.
"Sir, technologies are ready, your electrical tower is complete," a dit Johnston. "Good work Johnston, now, step aside right now, so that I may choose my target carefully," a dit Dr. Damion. He then looked out of his scope, then pressed a blue button, then pushed a switch upward, then, outside the lab, a tall, metallic tower, shaped like an oversized oil derrick, made an electrical explosion. The tower remained intact, but as Dr. Damion looked into a télévision set, it was on the American continent, and a loud, aléatoire explosion occurred. "There, my first attack on the American ground, one small blast here, an even bigger one there, in just five attacks they will surrender to me, every INCH of North and South America will be mine," a dit Dr. Damion. "Then what of Europe and Asia?" asked Johnston. Dr. Damion grinned slightly. "They will be mine as well," a dit Dr. Damion with a smile. "Sir, American forces are issuing a counter attack, shall we hit them again?" asked Daniel. "In due time Daniel, let it cool down for ten minutes first, each blast causes it to fall off balance, with a cool down, it will regain balance for an even plus powerful blast," a dit Dr. Damion. "Aye sir," a dit Daniel, refocusing his attention to the controls. "Johnston, prepare to amaze me my nephew, I wish to expect her, finely made," a dit Dr. Damion. "Why refer to a machine as a female?" asked Johnston. "Because it is an ultimate disgrace to have a male name for a machine, think about it, MOTHER Earth, MOTHER Nature, ou how about when they refer to ships and boats as SHE?" asked Dr. Damion, lightly frowning. "Good point sir, I'm so sorry," a dit Johnston. "Sir, come here, they are about to launch their missiles back to us," a dit Daniel. Dr. Damion smiled sadistically. "I will revert it back to them then," a dit Dr. Damion, he then looked at the screen watching the American army launching missiles, once at midair, he concentrated hard, then the missiles turned sharply around, then came back crashing to them. "There we go, at this rate they will surrender to me only," a dit Dr. Damion, smiling his characteristic enigmatic smile.
"Alright, there we go, now, for the final test," a dit Kowalski, opening "Safari" on his laptop. "Whats the test?" asked Private. "If I get an Internet webpage par searching, then we've got wifi," a dit Kowalski. Then, the Safari page opened up, and Kowalski typed in "Hannah Freeze" then, he saw another page load up, it was a link to a certain website. "What kind of strange name is Fanpop?" asked Kowalski. "Huh, I don't know, all I can see is that it's a very old website, look," a dit Skipper, pointing at the opening date. "2006? That's a LONG time ago," a dit Private. "Indeed, I remember, I used to be on there, ha, very amazing website, too bad there ain't as many people on anymore, due to all the events and Dr. Damion's enslavement camps," a dit Lilly. "Well, we could restore it back to it's original popularity once we got Damion dead and the world at peace, but we have to make sure this time we destroy his body, so that he can NEVER be brought back," a dit Skipper. "Good call," a dit Lilly. "So what do we do now?" asked Private curiously. "I will scan this," a dit Kowalski, holding what appeared to be a brass bracelet. "What is that?" asked Lilly. "A Marjax Ring, they are pretty good security tools when it comes to this model," a dit Kowalski. "Okay, so what does it do then egghead?" asked Skipper. "Basically it will link up a satellite, then locate where Hannah is," a dit Kowalski, putting the Marjax on a scanner. "There, and with careful analysis...." a dit Kowalski, waiting for a load up, "Got it!! She's back at the Midlands!! But, in deep trouble," a dit Kowalski. "Why is that Kowalski?" asked Private in concern. "Because, she's in Derry," a dit Kowalski. "Derry?! The Ghetto village?!" asked Lilly in concern. "Yup, and not only that, but in Derry Prison," a dit Kowalski. "Oh no, this is horrible," a dit Private. "I heard toi shared a cell with twenty five other guys, that could rape ou murder you," a dit Skipper. "We gotta go to Alvandier though, if he can help us find transportation, then we could go over there now and bust her and Jett out!!" a dit Lilly. "Come on guys, let's take whatever we need, haul it out, and build us a radeau to get us off this nightmare resort," a dit Skipper. "Agreed sir," a dit Private, picking up a crate.
"I need my newest general out here, I'm so excited," a dit Dr. Damion. "And I'm, excited for toi too sir," a dit Johnston. "Don't flatter me too much Johnston," a dit Dr. Damion, slightly annoyed. "Dr. Damion, your general is coming upstairs, he's only a floor away from us," a dit Daniel excitedly. "Good!! He's already excellent from what I can see," a dit Dr. Damion. Meanwhile, at the hallway of the lab, one story bellow them, their new general was coming, he was a reasonable height, pretty normal for the common penguin, past that fake bristly rectangular mustache was his eyes, clear as two blue spearmints, he then cocked back his gun, something that could mistake to be an AK-47, but isn't, with the trained eye, toi could tell it was plus advanced, it was a model of the year, the Halifax K150, one of the best weapons of that age. He smoothed back his head feathers, they appeared to form a slight mohawk, and he smiled proudly, he then stepped into an elevator, going another floor higher, then, when he stepped out at the suivant floor above, he walked right down a hall, then stopped at a single door, then he opened it, going right to Dr. Damion. "Ah, the prodigal son has arrived," a dit Dr. Damion proudly. "Indeed it is a great pleasure to meet toi too Doctor," a dit the penguin, kneeling with the butt of his gun on the ground, and the tip of the barrel aimed at the ceiling. "Don't worry yourself, toi will enjoy this job I tell you, and don't doubt me, I am a great judge of character, my new general," a dit Dr. Damion. "I am certainly sure toi are good Doctor," a dit the penguin, bowing his head down. "I already like his attitude, he is a prodigy, of leadership," a dit Dr. Damion. "Thank toi very much sir, I am flattered," a dit the penguin. "You're very welcome, arise now, my new general, arise, General Rico," a dit Dr. Damion.