note:this is my first story, so it might not be the best, but its pretty good:) enjoy!
i watched in horror as blowholes minion begun to beat rico savagly with a bat over and over again, hearing him scream in agony, begging him to stop, blood gushing out of his mouth from the beating, while blowhole was laughing the whole time.
skipper:blowhole, stop! your gonna kill him!
blowhole: i,ll never stop, and he,ll suffer until he begs me to kill him!
after 5 minutes of bieng beaten, dr blowhole told his minon to cease and stop. when we saw rico, we were traumitized to see all of those bruises and blood on him. he was crying and begging for help.
skipper:your dead once we find you, cmon boys!
blowhole:not so fast! i knew you were going to try and find my lair, so ive made it to where if anyone comes near its location, ill shoot your friend and kill him without hesitation!
kowalski:your a monster, why would you TORTURE him out of all of us?!?! what did he do to you?!?!?
blowhole:he didnt do anything, he was just an easy target, waiting for the perfect time.
private:what do you want from us!?!?!
blowhole:simple,i want you to watch as i make your friend miserable! and not just make him miserable, but you as well, because as soon as im done with him, i,ll do the same to all of you, one by one.
and with that, blowhole and his minion left rico in that tiny room and shut the door behind him.
kowalski:what do we do now?
skipper:im thinking...can rico hear us?
without thinking, i yelled at rico to see if he could hear us, and sure enough he did!
skipper:rico, can you stand?
rico:yes, but im really hurt(cough, cough)
skipper:its all right soldier, heres what i want you to do if you want to get out quietly.
rico:what do you want me to do?
skipper:go to the door and see if blowhole or any of his minions are outside
without hesitation, rico begun to walk over to the door.
skipper: almost there..
suddenly, rico had ran into a bear trap, and had gotten his foot immeditaly fell to the ground and began to scream
rico:AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
skipper:RICO!!!!!!!!
rico: HELP, HELP, IT HIRTS, IT HURTS!!!!!
i couldnt do anything to help my friend, my parther, as he screamed and cried, trieing to get his foot, out but evrytime he struggled, more blood begun to come out.
private:i cant take this anymore! we need to do something.
kowalski: the horror....(soon kowalski begun to crie, and wondered why he wasnt helping his friend out)
suddenly, the door opened and blowhole and his minion came back in the room.
blowhole:well, well, well, what happened here? it appears that he tried to escape, good thing i set all these traps to make sure you wouldnt leave.
rico:please... stop...please.
without heitation, blowholes minion began to crush ricos foot that was in the bear trap.
minion: that will teach you never to try and escape again!
we could only hear ricos cries and pleads as he was his foot that had been broken and all bloody from the trap, becoming crushed by this monster, only hearing a bone crack and twist each time the minion stomped on his foot
blowhole: alright thats enough, remove the bear trap and put him back in the corner.
the minion immeditaly stop what he was doing to him, removed the bear trap, and put rico back in the corner
blowhole: ill be back to do some more to your friend, but for now, you can watch him, bye....
once he was done, blowhole and his minion lef tthe room again, leaving rico in that small room.
rico just sat there, crying, but not screaming, i guess he lost his voice from all that screaming,
skipper: that monster! its ok rico.... we,ll find you and rescue you, no matter what.
after hearing that, rico looked down and went to sleep, trying to see if ths was all a dream.....but it was no dream, this was real.......
end of chapter 1
i watched in horror as blowholes minion begun to beat rico savagly with a bat over and over again, hearing him scream in agony, begging him to stop, blood gushing out of his mouth from the beating, while blowhole was laughing the whole time.
skipper:blowhole, stop! your gonna kill him!
blowhole: i,ll never stop, and he,ll suffer until he begs me to kill him!
after 5 minutes of bieng beaten, dr blowhole told his minon to cease and stop. when we saw rico, we were traumitized to see all of those bruises and blood on him. he was crying and begging for help.
skipper:your dead once we find you, cmon boys!
blowhole:not so fast! i knew you were going to try and find my lair, so ive made it to where if anyone comes near its location, ill shoot your friend and kill him without hesitation!
kowalski:your a monster, why would you TORTURE him out of all of us?!?! what did he do to you?!?!?
blowhole:he didnt do anything, he was just an easy target, waiting for the perfect time.
private:what do you want from us!?!?!
blowhole:simple,i want you to watch as i make your friend miserable! and not just make him miserable, but you as well, because as soon as im done with him, i,ll do the same to all of you, one by one.
and with that, blowhole and his minion left rico in that tiny room and shut the door behind him.
kowalski:what do we do now?
skipper:im thinking...can rico hear us?
without thinking, i yelled at rico to see if he could hear us, and sure enough he did!
skipper:rico, can you stand?
rico:yes, but im really hurt(cough, cough)
skipper:its all right soldier, heres what i want you to do if you want to get out quietly.
rico:what do you want me to do?
skipper:go to the door and see if blowhole or any of his minions are outside
without hesitation, rico begun to walk over to the door.
skipper: almost there..
suddenly, rico had ran into a bear trap, and had gotten his foot immeditaly fell to the ground and began to scream
rico:AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
skipper:RICO!!!!!!!!
rico: HELP, HELP, IT HIRTS, IT HURTS!!!!!
i couldnt do anything to help my friend, my parther, as he screamed and cried, trieing to get his foot, out but evrytime he struggled, more blood begun to come out.
private:i cant take this anymore! we need to do something.
kowalski: the horror....(soon kowalski begun to crie, and wondered why he wasnt helping his friend out)
suddenly, the door opened and blowhole and his minion came back in the room.
blowhole:well, well, well, what happened here? it appears that he tried to escape, good thing i set all these traps to make sure you wouldnt leave.
rico:please... stop...please.
without heitation, blowholes minion began to crush ricos foot that was in the bear trap.
minion: that will teach you never to try and escape again!
we could only hear ricos cries and pleads as he was his foot that had been broken and all bloody from the trap, becoming crushed by this monster, only hearing a bone crack and twist each time the minion stomped on his foot
blowhole: alright thats enough, remove the bear trap and put him back in the corner.
the minion immeditaly stop what he was doing to him, removed the bear trap, and put rico back in the corner
blowhole: ill be back to do some more to your friend, but for now, you can watch him, bye....
once he was done, blowhole and his minion lef tthe room again, leaving rico in that small room.
rico just sat there, crying, but not screaming, i guess he lost his voice from all that screaming,
skipper: that monster! its ok rico.... we,ll find you and rescue you, no matter what.
after hearing that, rico looked down and went to sleep, trying to see if ths was all a dream.....but it was no dream, this was real.......
end of chapter 1
This is my first fan fiction. Hope you enjoy it! Oh, and if you were wondering, this story is told from Johnson's point of view.
"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my home could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt or a grocery store. Still, the only good food I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The wall belonged to the Central Park Zoo!
"Yes!" I cried."I found it!"
I had been searching for over four years now, but it had totally paid off. I still wonder why I ran off in the first place. The vet could've totally healed my broken wing.
As I wandered through Central Park, I wondered how my home could've changed in the last six years. Surely most things would be the same!
Still, what would I have to lose if everything was different? I lived in the streets and felt like a tray mut. I scrounged for most of my meals. The only time I have real dinners was when I break into a restraunt or a grocery store. Still, the only good food I ever got from doing that was a stale fish-stick and a melted snow cone.
I was so deep in thought, I bumped into a wall. When I looked up at the wall, I almost screamed with happiness. The wall belonged to the Central Park Zoo!
