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 by unclean spirits from Madagascar island, Skipper has turned immensely evil and becomes a public threat to all zoo habitants, especially.. to Marlene. The animals 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 cloud 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, you can start with my story:
Okay, I deleted the first chapter. This here is actually the second one... if you want to read it against all reasons, go on my profile and from there to my Fanfiction.net-profile -> there you 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 more he got aware of it the more it hurt. Private looked down on them and he felt like his heart stopped.
A metal rod was shot right through his wings. On both sides it was hold by 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 more 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 grass 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 by chaining him, wiping his blood over the grass 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, you can start with my story:
Okay, I deleted the first chapter. This here is actually the second one... if you want to read it against all reasons, go on my profile and from there to my Fanfiction.net-profile -> there you 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 more he got aware of it the more it hurt. Private looked down on them and he felt like his heart stopped.
A metal rod was shot right through his wings. On both sides it was hold by 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 more 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 grass 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 by chaining him, wiping his blood over the grass 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!"
I want you to know that we are makeing a new account we are telling you this because we dont want to think we are just people that are copying them so we just want you to know (exsep for me war penguin)
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
G$$$$GIRL SCOUTT$$$G
G$$$$$COOKIES $$$$$G
G$$$$$$____ $$$$$$$G
G$$$$$________ $$$$G
G$$$$__________$$$$G
G$$$$ ________$$$$$G
G$$$$$$____$$$$$$$$G
G$$$$$$$MEAN$$$$$$$G
G$$$$$HAPPYNESS$$$$G
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
G$$$$GIRL SCOUTT$$$G
G$$$$$COOKIES $$$$$G
G$$$$$$____ $$$$$$$G
G$$$$$________ $$$$G
G$$$$__________$$$$G
G$$$$ ________$$$$$G
G$$$$$$____$$$$$$$$G
G$$$$$$$MEAN$$$$$$$G
G$$$$$HAPPYNESS$$$$G
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And the winner is....
The Penguins of Madagascar!
I would like to thank everyone who made this contest possible, especially our two outstanding writers!
The judge reported that Operation: Home Sweet Home was entertaining and realistic. She said that she could almost believe that it was an actual episode. "The creativity is unbelievable!" The Judge was quoted as saying.
On the other hand, she thought that the Spongebob entry was too short, lacked imagination, and was monotonous.
This article will be posted on both sites.
Spongebobers, you now have to post an article on your site about how much you love POM. You have until next Saturday to do so.
Penguins of Madagascar fans, commence Operation: Celebrate!!
The Penguins of Madagascar!
I would like to thank everyone who made this contest possible, especially our two outstanding writers!
The judge reported that Operation: Home Sweet Home was entertaining and realistic. She said that she could almost believe that it was an actual episode. "The creativity is unbelievable!" The Judge was quoted as saying.
On the other hand, she thought that the Spongebob entry was too short, lacked imagination, and was monotonous.
This article will be posted on both sites.
Spongebobers, you now have to post an article on your site about how much you love POM. You have until next Saturday to do so.
Penguins of Madagascar fans, commence Operation: Celebrate!!
OK, as you might know, Spongebob beat POM in the KCA. Well, I say we challenge those jerks over at the Spongebob fansite! To a fanfiction contest!
Here's the plan: We post something on their site telling them about the contest. Then, we nominate our best writer to represent us. Representative writes fanfiction and posts it on either our site or theirs (we'll decide that later). We find an impartial person and ask him/her to decide which fanfiction they like better. Loser has to write an article to be posted on their own site about how great the other show is.
If you like the plan, comment and give suggestions. We need peaople to represent us also. Remember: This is a contest for true fans. This is a test of your faith. And if you don't agree with this, then please, we respect your opinion but this contest doesn't hurt anyone. So don't sabbatoge us. All right then. Commence Operation PAYBACK!
Here's the plan: We post something on their site telling them about the contest. Then, we nominate our best writer to represent us. Representative writes fanfiction and posts it on either our site or theirs (we'll decide that later). We find an impartial person and ask him/her to decide which fanfiction they like better. Loser has to write an article to be posted on their own site about how great the other show is.
If you like the plan, comment and give suggestions. We need peaople to represent us also. Remember: This is a contest for true fans. This is a test of your faith. And if you don't agree with this, then please, we respect your opinion but this contest doesn't hurt anyone. So don't sabbatoge us. All right then. Commence Operation PAYBACK!