The penguins finally made it to JFK International. As they suspected, the power was out. It wasn't hard to sneak through the airport with the civilians distracted with panic, crying children, and others who were demanding their money back for the plane tickets that they obviously couldn't use anymore. Once they made it to the shoreline, Skipper gave the orders. "Okay men! We go in two man teams! Kowalski! toi and Rico scope out the-" Chink! "What was that?" Kowalski's eyes widened. "Skipper! Behind yo-"
It was too late. The small object that had fallen behind Skipper erupted, a white gas released into the air. The penguins tried to hold their breath, but failed. Their worlds went black.
Private was the first to wake up. He opened his eyes. He tried to rub them, but realized that his flippers were chained to the wall...as were his ankles. He struggled in a panic, then looked around. Kowalski was restrained to the mur on his right, Skipper to his left, and Rico to the left of Skipper. He then examined the room; high ceilings, control panels (which some homard minions were working at), and poisson swimming outside a circular window. Whoa, wait...fish? Private double-took, and no doubt, wherever they were, it had to be underwater. He heard a sound to his left; it was Skipper, waking up. "Skipper!" Private whispered. Skipper looked over at Private, then he realized that he and his men were all restrained to the wall. Kowalski and Rico were now waking up as well.
One of the lobsters took notice of the waking penguins, left the room, coming back moments later with Blowhole, who laughed at the sight of the penguins. "What's your game here Blowhole?!" Skipper asked. "Why are toi stealing all the power?"
"Oh toi always jump straight to the questions don't toi Skipper. I take it toi didn't enjoy Kowalski's permanent memory loss?"
"What's your game Blowhole!? toi know Kowalski will get his memory back, just like I did, and just as toi did."
"That is where toi are wrong. I have intensified the mind-jacker's memory erasing powers plus than toi think Skipper. And soon it will be even stronger."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Why do toi pain-gu-ins think I blacked out New York?" The four of them were confused, then it sunk in. Blowhole was using the power to make the mind-jacker even stronger.
"You see, at this very moment, the mind-jacker, which is now much bigger, is accumulating millions of kilowatts of energy. Once I have enough..."
"You'll erase the minds of everybody in New York..." Skipper finished his sentence. "Why would toi want to do that?" Private asked.
"You're getting a little ahead of yourselves...I'm not just going to wipe the minds of New York. No, I'm going to erase minds on a much bigger scale...The United States is just my first objective, I'll take every last memory of the citizens of the US chunk par chunk. First; New York, Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut, and about half of Pennsylvania. That is how strong the mind-jacker now is. And once I've stolen the memories of everyone in the US, then on to Canada, Mexico, and then the operation will be taken overseas. And then I will rule land and sea!" He laughed. "And the best part...is that toi will get to see the whole thing before I erase your memories as my finale. The first launch will be delivered in T minus 28 minutes." He laughed again.
"And how are toi going to keep all of our minds sûr, sans danger while you're on this worldwide destruction tour?" Skipper asked. "I have extracted a simple solution from Kowalski's lab, made plus of it, and it is now in solid form, and acts as a shield against the mind-jacker." Blowhole pressed a button and a dome covered the outside of the submarine. toi could see it through the windows and through the skylight that opened above them.
A bluish-green light emitted from the dome. With a laugh Blowhole left the room. Kowalski stared up at the glow, and an image flashed through his mind. And the same words repeated through his mind over and over again: "Titanium Boron..." He a dit the name aloud.
(Skipper) "What?"
(Private) "What's that then?"
(Rico) "Wha?"
"I think that's the solution they a volé, étole from my lab...Titanium Boron."
(Skipper) "Kowalski...how do toi know that?" They were whispering now.
"I don't know...it just sort of came to me when I saw the bluish-green glow. If Titanium Boron is what's protecting us from the mind-jacker, then the mind-jacker must emit some sort of electromagnetic energy..." The penguins beaks hit the floor. Skipper recovered first, slightly chuckling. "Are toi uh...feeling okay Kowalski?" He asked smiling. "I feel fine. Why?"
"No reason...Just, uh...Do you...remember...anything?"
"Not much...But I think I remember something from before I passed out."
(Skipper) "Good enough for me. At least this proves toi still have your memories. toi just need to dig deeper. Come on Kowalski, there has to be a memory so strong that it has to be somewhere in that noggin of yours.
(Private) "Dig deep Kowalski!" Kowalski closed his eyes and thought long and hard. "I'm sorry...I just can't remember anything else right now."
(Skipper) "It's okay Kowalski. "It'll come to you. Right now we need to try to find a way to free ourselves and stop Blowhole in the suivant 25 minutes."
It was too late. The small object that had fallen behind Skipper erupted, a white gas released into the air. The penguins tried to hold their breath, but failed. Their worlds went black.
Private was the first to wake up. He opened his eyes. He tried to rub them, but realized that his flippers were chained to the wall...as were his ankles. He struggled in a panic, then looked around. Kowalski was restrained to the mur on his right, Skipper to his left, and Rico to the left of Skipper. He then examined the room; high ceilings, control panels (which some homard minions were working at), and poisson swimming outside a circular window. Whoa, wait...fish? Private double-took, and no doubt, wherever they were, it had to be underwater. He heard a sound to his left; it was Skipper, waking up. "Skipper!" Private whispered. Skipper looked over at Private, then he realized that he and his men were all restrained to the wall. Kowalski and Rico were now waking up as well.
One of the lobsters took notice of the waking penguins, left the room, coming back moments later with Blowhole, who laughed at the sight of the penguins. "What's your game here Blowhole?!" Skipper asked. "Why are toi stealing all the power?"
"Oh toi always jump straight to the questions don't toi Skipper. I take it toi didn't enjoy Kowalski's permanent memory loss?"
"What's your game Blowhole!? toi know Kowalski will get his memory back, just like I did, and just as toi did."
"That is where toi are wrong. I have intensified the mind-jacker's memory erasing powers plus than toi think Skipper. And soon it will be even stronger."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"Why do toi pain-gu-ins think I blacked out New York?" The four of them were confused, then it sunk in. Blowhole was using the power to make the mind-jacker even stronger.
"You see, at this very moment, the mind-jacker, which is now much bigger, is accumulating millions of kilowatts of energy. Once I have enough..."
"You'll erase the minds of everybody in New York..." Skipper finished his sentence. "Why would toi want to do that?" Private asked.
"You're getting a little ahead of yourselves...I'm not just going to wipe the minds of New York. No, I'm going to erase minds on a much bigger scale...The United States is just my first objective, I'll take every last memory of the citizens of the US chunk par chunk. First; New York, Vermont, Massachusetts, Connecticut, and about half of Pennsylvania. That is how strong the mind-jacker now is. And once I've stolen the memories of everyone in the US, then on to Canada, Mexico, and then the operation will be taken overseas. And then I will rule land and sea!" He laughed. "And the best part...is that toi will get to see the whole thing before I erase your memories as my finale. The first launch will be delivered in T minus 28 minutes." He laughed again.
"And how are toi going to keep all of our minds sûr, sans danger while you're on this worldwide destruction tour?" Skipper asked. "I have extracted a simple solution from Kowalski's lab, made plus of it, and it is now in solid form, and acts as a shield against the mind-jacker." Blowhole pressed a button and a dome covered the outside of the submarine. toi could see it through the windows and through the skylight that opened above them.
A bluish-green light emitted from the dome. With a laugh Blowhole left the room. Kowalski stared up at the glow, and an image flashed through his mind. And the same words repeated through his mind over and over again: "Titanium Boron..." He a dit the name aloud.
(Skipper) "What?"
(Private) "What's that then?"
(Rico) "Wha?"
"I think that's the solution they a volé, étole from my lab...Titanium Boron."
(Skipper) "Kowalski...how do toi know that?" They were whispering now.
"I don't know...it just sort of came to me when I saw the bluish-green glow. If Titanium Boron is what's protecting us from the mind-jacker, then the mind-jacker must emit some sort of electromagnetic energy..." The penguins beaks hit the floor. Skipper recovered first, slightly chuckling. "Are toi uh...feeling okay Kowalski?" He asked smiling. "I feel fine. Why?"
"No reason...Just, uh...Do you...remember...anything?"
"Not much...But I think I remember something from before I passed out."
(Skipper) "Good enough for me. At least this proves toi still have your memories. toi just need to dig deeper. Come on Kowalski, there has to be a memory so strong that it has to be somewhere in that noggin of yours.
(Private) "Dig deep Kowalski!" Kowalski closed his eyes and thought long and hard. "I'm sorry...I just can't remember anything else right now."
(Skipper) "It's okay Kowalski. "It'll come to you. Right now we need to try to find a way to free ourselves and stop Blowhole in the suivant 25 minutes."
