---Skipper's mission---
He heard Private's blood curtling scream. Terror filled the leader's body. "Private! Where are you!? Private!"
He raced in the direction he heard his scream. Finally he reached the alley. His eyes immediately met Private's feathers on the ground. The bold leader, feeling ashamed and sorrowful, wept. Little did he know that some one was sneaking up behind him.

---Flashback---
After a dangerous mission the penguins decided it was best if baby Private got a new home. Finally they found Private a family who wanted to adopt him. Skipper never wanted to let him go. All of the team had made a bond with the chick-even though the manchot, pingouin was too young to talk. The chick hugged Skipper's neck. "Goodbye, Young Private." Skipper whispered softly.
"Bye-bye, Daddy."
"Aww," Kowalski cooed.
---Private's mission---
Private woke up startled and confused. The only thing he could remember was being hit in the back of his head. He was in a cage. The room around him looked old and vacant. It was some type of factory that hadn't been used in a while. A musty smell stained the air. "Hello? Where am I?" Private called out-his voice shaking. "Private, is that you?" A familiar voice asked.
Private turned around to see his Uncle Nigel. He was trapped just as he was.
"Where are we?" Private shivered. "Some kind of old toy factory, I supose." Nigel guessed. "Who did this?" Private questioned astonishedly. "Well, it's probably-" He was interrupted.
"The Red Squirrel!"
"Wait, I thought toi were captured-"
"You thought that ninnycompoop Rockgut could keep me?"