This story is an essay to Sandrei20's "I sense evil around you" - for those, who haven't read it, here a short summary (by Sandrei herself) : "After becoming possessed par unclean spirits from Madagascar island, Skipper has turned immensely evil and becomes a public threat to all zoo habitants, especially.. to Marlene. The animaux feel extremely petrified and hopeless." In the end, Marlene wakes up in her hiding place and discovers the whole zoo's in flames, explosions are heard, a thick black nuage on the sky... and she sees Skipper's foggy eyes. Then, there's another explosion, ten times stronger - "an explosion, which put an end to everything" ...
And now, toi can start with my story:
Okay, I deleted the first chapter. This here is actually the seconde one... if toi want to read it against all reasons, go on my profil and from there to my Fanfiction.net-profile -> there toi find the "uncut" version of this story.
CHAPTER 1: Chained
Private heard the sound of leaves rushing in a strong wind. He felt it on his face. The wind went violently under his feathers and made him shiver.
Slowly, he opened his eyes. For a moment, he didn't know where he was. Then he recognized the trees as those of the Central Park. They were bending and creaking in the force of the wind. Dark clouds scudded in shreds over the sky.
Private lay in the cold grass.
He felt dizzy and he wondered how he got here. He realized a pain in his flippers. The plus he got aware of it the plus it hurt. Private looked down on them and he felt like his cœur, coeur stopped.
A metal rod was shot right through his wings. On both sides it was hold par chains, so that it wasn't possible to pull it out. One chain went over his body, the other one under it. Both were hit and anchored into a rock behind him.
Two plus chains were positioned in the rock, leading to his feet where they were connected with shackles being closed tightly around his legs.
Private stared again at his flippers in shock. Blood was pouring them down. That was Skipper's work, he knew it, who else's? But why? Why?
The pain in his flippers increased. Whenever Private moved them a single bit, the metal stick send a merciless booming pain through his whole body. That effected the wounds he had from Skipper's sword to start hurting, too.
Private realized that his feathers of the side he was lying on, felt wet. He had first thought that it was just the herbe being wet, but now he saw, that the grasses were blotched with a dark liquid. Private now realized that he lied on the side in which Skipper had drilled the blade. When he had dropped him here, he must had wallowed him around par chaining him, wiping his blood over the herbe blades.
Every time, Private looked at his flippers, he got an horrible sting in his stomach. He couldn't believe what he saw. He didn't want believe what he saw. A desperate and hopeless feeling came up in him.
Eventually, he closed his eyes and hoped that when he opened them again, everything would be fine. But of course it wasn't.
Private felt the pain pulsing in his veins. Helpless, he turned his head so he could look behind him. The zoo's gates weren't far away – but nobody was in sight. Not even a pigeon.
When he moved, it was like Skipper was thrusting his sword in his body again.
Private screamed involuntarily.
"Help!" he cried into the wind, hoping that anybody would here him. "Please help!"
And now, toi can start with my story:
Okay, I deleted the first chapter. This here is actually the seconde one... if toi want to read it against all reasons, go on my profil and from there to my Fanfiction.net-profile -> there toi find the "uncut" version of this story.
CHAPTER 1: Chained
Private heard the sound of leaves rushing in a strong wind. He felt it on his face. The wind went violently under his feathers and made him shiver.
Slowly, he opened his eyes. For a moment, he didn't know where he was. Then he recognized the trees as those of the Central Park. They were bending and creaking in the force of the wind. Dark clouds scudded in shreds over the sky.
Private lay in the cold grass.
He felt dizzy and he wondered how he got here. He realized a pain in his flippers. The plus he got aware of it the plus it hurt. Private looked down on them and he felt like his cœur, coeur stopped.
A metal rod was shot right through his wings. On both sides it was hold par chains, so that it wasn't possible to pull it out. One chain went over his body, the other one under it. Both were hit and anchored into a rock behind him.
Two plus chains were positioned in the rock, leading to his feet where they were connected with shackles being closed tightly around his legs.
Private stared again at his flippers in shock. Blood was pouring them down. That was Skipper's work, he knew it, who else's? But why? Why?
The pain in his flippers increased. Whenever Private moved them a single bit, the metal stick send a merciless booming pain through his whole body. That effected the wounds he had from Skipper's sword to start hurting, too.
Private realized that his feathers of the side he was lying on, felt wet. He had first thought that it was just the herbe being wet, but now he saw, that the grasses were blotched with a dark liquid. Private now realized that he lied on the side in which Skipper had drilled the blade. When he had dropped him here, he must had wallowed him around par chaining him, wiping his blood over the herbe blades.
Every time, Private looked at his flippers, he got an horrible sting in his stomach. He couldn't believe what he saw. He didn't want believe what he saw. A desperate and hopeless feeling came up in him.
Eventually, he closed his eyes and hoped that when he opened them again, everything would be fine. But of course it wasn't.
Private felt the pain pulsing in his veins. Helpless, he turned his head so he could look behind him. The zoo's gates weren't far away – but nobody was in sight. Not even a pigeon.
When he moved, it was like Skipper was thrusting his sword in his body again.
Private screamed involuntarily.
"Help!" he cried into the wind, hoping that anybody would here him. "Please help!"
Dearest Penguins,
WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?! toi took away all our hardly worked profits from performing songs on television. So I've come to announce that your annual fee of "borrowing money" is about 2 million dollars. Oh yes, I almost forgot about Kowalski's latest attempts to attract Doris... again, which is another 2000 dollars. Anyhow, try to be normal penguins for once and return the fees of money.
From,Your Friends At Hoboken. PS Savio is still seeking revenge :P
Dear Hobokeneers,
See toi on the little floating zoo in the sky!
From, HIGHLY CLASSIFIED PS You've made a bid mistake!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)
WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?! toi took away all our hardly worked profits from performing songs on television. So I've come to announce that your annual fee of "borrowing money" is about 2 million dollars. Oh yes, I almost forgot about Kowalski's latest attempts to attract Doris... again, which is another 2000 dollars. Anyhow, try to be normal penguins for once and return the fees of money.
From,Your Friends At Hoboken. PS Savio is still seeking revenge :P
Dear Hobokeneers,
See toi on the little floating zoo in the sky!
From, HIGHLY CLASSIFIED PS You've made a bid mistake!!!!!!!!!!!! ;)
Doris please read this!!Anyone can read it too
The scientist's l’amour has departed
As both of our worlds go by
Every single nanosecond
I think of toi jour and night
In my cœur, coeur there is no that is second
You'll always be the pomme of my eye
I'll chercher the world
Near and far then high and low
My l’amour will show
Just to hold toi gently
Don't want to let toi go
I need a moment in my life
To be with you, I'll be true
Without realizing our isolation
With l’amour and Science
I am deeply torn par desperation
In every experimentation
You're an inspiration
Besides the problems and life collisions
Like Skipper a dit " You're a distraction"
Now we're inter-vented
And separated for good
Up to now my l’amour has departed
But.. Still "I'm screwed"
We're like fragments that were split
ou gas molecules, so far away
Now, I'm broken in tiny bits
But deep inside my heart
Your loving silhouette will stay
The scientist's l’amour has departed
As both of our worlds go by
Every single nanosecond
I think of toi jour and night
In my cœur, coeur there is no that is second
You'll always be the pomme of my eye
I'll chercher the world
Near and far then high and low
My l’amour will show
Just to hold toi gently
Don't want to let toi go
I need a moment in my life
To be with you, I'll be true
Without realizing our isolation
With l’amour and Science
I am deeply torn par desperation
In every experimentation
You're an inspiration
Besides the problems and life collisions
Like Skipper a dit " You're a distraction"
Now we're inter-vented
And separated for good
Up to now my l’amour has departed
But.. Still "I'm screwed"
We're like fragments that were split
ou gas molecules, so far away
Now, I'm broken in tiny bits
But deep inside my heart
Your loving silhouette will stay
The boys agreed to Kowalski's terms without asking questions. He injected her with the goop and within secondes she was back to her normal self. A an LATER-SPRING.
Lilly had just injected herself with the hormone stablizer so she would not go love- crazed again. Just then, Mort arrives. " Hi pretty manchot, pingouin lady!!" " Hi Mort." Lilly says in a friendly tone. "What'cha got there?" she asked. " A letter for you!" He gives her the letter and runs off." Wait... I can't read." She says to herself. So Lilly heads off to Mason's habbitat. " Mason!" Lilly calls. " Do toi think toi could read this to me? I have no idea who wrote this!" " Okay. Phill! This nice manchot, pingouin would like a translation if toi may?" Phill comes and does his sighn language thing. " Ooh.." says Mason suprisingly. "Looks like you've got a secret admirer." Lilly blushes and tries to hide the nerveous expression on her face. " What does it say?"
Lilly had just injected herself with the hormone stablizer so she would not go love- crazed again. Just then, Mort arrives. " Hi pretty manchot, pingouin lady!!" " Hi Mort." Lilly says in a friendly tone. "What'cha got there?" she asked. " A letter for you!" He gives her the letter and runs off." Wait... I can't read." She says to herself. So Lilly heads off to Mason's habbitat. " Mason!" Lilly calls. " Do toi think toi could read this to me? I have no idea who wrote this!" " Okay. Phill! This nice manchot, pingouin would like a translation if toi may?" Phill comes and does his sighn language thing. " Ooh.." says Mason suprisingly. "Looks like you've got a secret admirer." Lilly blushes and tries to hide the nerveous expression on her face. " What does it say?"