(finaly! I finished my zombie apocalypse story, say I of you want a sequel! Haha, but now I can start off where I left, on the segundo chapter of "truth in lies")
"well, we all have that bitchy side in us all, now matter how much shit life throws us!" dillain said, almost proud to be cursing.
"god dillain, there's kids leitura this!" amber laughed, almost chocking on a fish.
It had been a few dia since "dillie" had arrived. And kowalski was getting madder every day. Amber had rathered to  show dillain around the zoo, than try to make a plane that went faster then the speed of light with him.

Amber...

Jane Rizzoli spotted a man step out of a taxi and nearly walk into a woman rolling a baby carriage.
The man caught her staring so she turned away.

"Jane?" asked Maura, jarring her out of thoughts.
"Wha-? oh, sorry, Maura, I was thinking."
"About that cute man who stepped out of the cab?"
"No!"
"Casey?"
"No! And don't you think, Maura, that after your LAST boyfriend, you'd be a bit mais careful about who you think is cute? What does he have in TWO suitcases? Severed body parts?"
" Ha! I'm careful!"
"Like you were careful about the psycho who gave you a severed hand encased in plaster?"
"Good point."
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Part 3: The Wanted
Prologue

Madi continued to ram into the walls of the truck.

"LET US OUT!" She yelled. She kept trying to escape ever since the General had shot her with a new invention that wasn't supposed to be finished until months later. It was called a Super Stunner, a stun gun MUCH mais powerful than a regular stun gun. It is 10 times stronger than a regular gun. Two shots and it could kill you. One shot and you WANT to get shot twice! Madi thought. She took a step back and crashed into the mural again. She cried in pain and fell to the floor. Skipper was against the wall, watching...

Chapter 3: Crazy Car Ride

Once Silvy had dragged Juarez out of Base Q, they stand for a segundo outside. Juarez looks at Silvy. "So...where are we going to get our snow-cones, señorita? It would not be a muy bueno idea to get them here in Lithuania." he says.

Silvy looks at Juarez and shrugs. "I don't know, Juarez..." She then smiles widely. "I just amor snow-cones!" Her voice went down to a small whisper, her eyes focused on the ground. "Maybe, just maybe, we could share one?"

He adjusts his faca coldre to a mais comfortable position. "Erm..." he gives Silvy a slightly strange look and decides...

This story takes place shortly after the events of Portal 2 about a mês or so after Chell escaped. Spoilers ahead but not too many. Enjoy! :D




"LEEEEEEEEXXXXXXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Skipper cupped his flippers around his beak and yelled her name for the 5th time. Her, Julien, Mort, and Maurice had their boom box turned all the way up and were jumping around on the bouncy.
"LEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEXXXXXXXXXXXXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" He tried again. No dice. He growled and marched over to the lémure, lemur habitat.


The música stopped suddenly and the lemurs all stopped...

The group scattered.

Kowalski: Ahhhh!
He was right in the middle of the stampeding herd of Gallimimus.
He looked around and saw the Allosaurus going away without catching one of the dinosaurs.
Kowalski: Hm. Strange.
(But we know he was going after Private)

He had to run along with the herd or else he would be trampled.
Kowalski: Hey! A rock! I'll go behind it since they have to jump over it.
As soon as the herd was gone he walked right into a small clearing in the jungle.
Kowalski: No big predator can get in here. So I'll sit on this big rock where Compsognathus can't get me. Now where's my compass....

Skipper: Well that wasn't so bad.
Private(waking up): What happened?
Kowalski: We were about to crash but Gallis and Lucile managed to land us safely on the de praia, praia of this island. But it is easy, since controling a plane is a piece of fish. Right, Gallis?
Gallis(tired out): Speak for yourself! Keeping a plane from crashing isn't as easy as you think! Right Lucile? Lucile?
He found out thay she was asleep on the ground and then found him falling to the ground and also falling asleep.
Private: Okay, so how about some lunch?
Ashley: Great idea, lad.
They dragged the sleepful pair aboard.
But they didn't...

I float closer to the door and it was Kowalski. "There you guys are..." He stops for a moment, then continue. "May I come in?" Lech did not say anything, then he spoke. "Okay, but your coração will be crush if you hate to see dead and almost dead friends..." He walk away, leaving Kowalski por the door. He rush inside and sees Emma and the dead me. "Wh-what happened?!" He jump onto the table, stairs fearfuly at them. I float down seguinte to Kowalski, stair sadly at Emma.

"Demon is what happened." Beast spoke from the chair he`s sitting on. "Demon...?" Kowalski stair confussly at Beast. Beast`s eyes...

"Since when is Red John a squirrel?' asked Patrick Jane
"I am not zhe Red John you are tinking of. I am zhe Red Skvirrel. You can call me "Red", or por my birth name "Rudolfus", or just "Rudy"."

"Then why introduce yourself as Red John?"

"Blowhole gave me the code name. We were each given names after villanis the detectives have faced in zhe past. Blowy vas Pelant, Zhe rato King vas Paddy O'Dell, and Hans vas supposed to be Sassone (from csi NY).But since I now see we are no longer doink zhat." said Rudy, sheepishly

"I'm surprised that you managed to sneak a party of 13 past my guards. Frankly, I'm...

Jane Rizzoli stared out at the sunrise peaking over the tops of the buildings on the city.
"Beautiful morning. Just the perfect dia to get us all killed por a psychotic dolphin." she muttered, now an Asian otter, much like Marlene, only with dark brown fur.
"I don't know. it may turn out for the best." says Maura isles, also an Asian Otter, only her pele, peles was the same shade of red as her human hair.
"Personally, I feel I should've been a dolphin, but if the machine picked badger, then I have no choice, do I?" says Patrick Jane, stepping out of the HQ, talking to Private.
"it's just that... well,...

"Really?" Private asked, looking astonished. Emma nodded, a feeling of devastation sweeping over her.

"How is that possible?" Kowalski wondered, looking at Emma with concern.

"It- it must have been when I brought you two back to life, this massive ball of light came out of me, and part of it went into you two." Emma guessed, then a thought struck her. "You two don't have them do you?"

"Nope." Private answered, and Kowalski shook his head. Emma felt confused and lost. She quickly wiped a tear from her eye.

"Guys, could I be alone for a bit please." She asked quietly. They nodded in understanding...

"You have not seen zhe last of Hans zhe Puffin!" the young Hans called out to Captain Blowhole, who just shrugged him off.

"No?<" called Skipper's voice" But then, how are we gonna do this, then?" and he appeared with a mackarel.
" there's only a short ammount of time left before the guards find out i escaped!"
"Let us dance, my frienemy, let us dance..." said Hans, and the fishfight began

We watched in scilence from the topo, início of a building as they went at each other. Right, left right left right left up down swish slap! it was almost scary! Those two were the best of friends not twenty minutes...

Guest starring CuteCuddly's Oc, CC.

Skipper OBVIOUSLY speaks fluent paranoia and force. Kowalski speaks Science and panic Why can't they speak any normal languages like, Spanish, which I speak to some degree. Pero, cuando yo hablo espanol, es no mal, pero es no bueno es mas o menos.( I applaud you if you if you could understand that). No, they have to speak something "Beneficial on a mission"! Spanish IS beneficial on a mission!!!

Sorry, I'm just frustrated, AGAIN! I've been working for them for a week and already I've been kidnapped, battles a crazy dolphin, took two trips through time and heard...

Skipper, the Valente fierce leader, said he would never cry. Obviously, he hadn't had this happen yet. On the ground in front of him was the craziest pinguim of them all Rico. His fallen comrade was to injured to be fixed.

"Rico!" Skipper said shaking the wounded penguin. "Don't you dare die on me! Be strong!"

Rico's eyes looked like they were glued shut. They wouldn't open no matter what. Blood from where the laser had hit him. "Rico please!"

"Well Peng-you-in." The psychotic Dr. Blowhole smirked, moving seguinte to the very depressed penguin. "Looks like your team is one short. Once again I have...

The Sewers didn't smell so great. If there's one thing that hasn't changed in the past century, it's that horrendous stench.
Luckily the present sewer rats occupy the same area as their 1910 counterparts do.
The rato King's great great grandfather was leading a pack of his own. he was a bit taller than the others, mainly because of his little topo, início hat.
he even sounded like OUR rato King, only a bit more... British???
"Listen up, gent's" he said " That blasted esquilo has vexed us for the very last time! We must reclaim what is rightfully mine.. I mean Ours!"
Jeff, who does the voice of one of the...

          ~ 10am: pinguim HQ~

 Skipper set down his mug of peixe coffee on the concrete mesa, tabela and smoothed down his feathers. He turned to Kowalski and sighed happily. "Ahhhhh... Friday morning. Zoo's closed for three days and we can finally just RELAX for once!" he said as he sat down, leaning against the mural with his  flippers behind his head. 
   Skipper had just closed his eyes when Marlene, Maurice, and Mort all burst into the HQ yelling about who knows what. Skipper immediately jumped to his feet and tried to calm everyone down. 
  "Woah, Woah. Slow down. One at a time. Marlene?"...

  "So let me get this straight. You both got turned into LEMURS from a MOUSE-ray-thing?" Kowalski asked Dr Horrible as he cleaned out his test tubes. 
  Dr Horrible nodded. "I need a quadrupal-D battery, a spring-loaded finger nail file, and 3 ounces of high-acidic mustard to fix the Mouserizer. That is the only way i can turn us human again. Do you think you might have any of that?" 
   Kowalski dug through his cabinets for a few minutos then shook his head. "Fresh out of.. everything you just said..." he said he observed Captain Hamner looking at his tail like he had just noticed it...

I had tears in my eyes. “Yamcha!” I screamed. I slung the bow over my shoulder and ran toward where the blood hurling scream came from. Fresh blood filled the air and I started to cry even more. “Yamcha!” I screamed again.

A weak voice called out my name. His voice for sure.

“My-My-Mya...” I heard him say. I looked down at his Gorey body, with his feathers nearly dyed red.

“Yamcha!” I screamed taking his flipper. A faca was wedged in his chest frame. His smile was fading.

“Who did this to you!” I asked.

“C-C-C-” He tried to answer.

“Caitlyn! Cayla? Who!” I retorted.

“Candy...”...

THIS IS THE LAST FANFIC YOU WILL READ FROM ME FOR A VERY LOOOONG, LONG TIME

The other penguins watched in shock as Sindaj was dragged out of her cell. Sindaj gasped, too. The two big penguins were taken down and arrested. Medics came and gave Sindaj medical attention. "is she... dead?" asked Kowaski in shock. "Sh-she cant be. She's Sindaj" said Private. "Denmark or not, We dont leave a soldier behind" said Skipper. "But.." said Kowalski. Skipper had already left. They began their trip. The first doctor put a breathing tube in her mouth. The segundo one was amazed. "we have a very faint pulse...