Ch. 4 Story Version

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Buzz and the Skylanders are on the main deck of the Dread-Yacht 2.0., milling about, as Lorne Balfe's Cap'n Flynn's Boat - Main Deck plays. Frost Bite looks comfortable now that they're leaving the desert climate. Pepperjack's ponytail is gently flicking in the light breeze.

"We must tell everyone about your sword-" Flynn excitedly calls to the general from the cockpit.

"Rapier," he sighs. "Be honest with me, why are all of you geeking out over a simple rapier?"

"Well," Flynn says. "given that your catchphrase is 'boomsticks', I thought you'd be most comfortable with your gun."

His eyebrows furrow. "I wasn't aware that I had a catchphrase."

"We all have one," the pilot rambles. "I say 'boom', Mags says something about toast-"

"But she's never fought with toast," Pepperjack refutes. He then scratches his chin. "Now that I think about it, I don't think I've seen any of ya Mabu take up a weapon if ya ain't in the-"

Buzz gasps in pain, stumbling forward, Cap'n Flynn's Boat - Main Deck cutting out. Frost hooks his arm around him, demanding: "Buzz, what happened?!"

"That..." he coughs. "that fight with my knockoff took more out of me than I expected."

Whiplash kneels in front of him. "Will Leaf need to heal you?"

He painfully nods. The shark begins moving him below deck.

The breeze moving Pepperjack's hair slightly kicks up. He glances left, then right, and turns around. Finally, he looks up.

He gasps, pointing above the ship. "WHAT IN CRIMSON IS THAT?!"

The camera takes on his perspective as a small, purple, star-shaped ship comes into view above Flynn's, blasting Rok Nardin's The Mad Priest. A bright light opens from its bottom, a black werewolf soon falling out of it.

The skeleton cracks his whip, wrapping it around one of the werewolf's arms. He pulls back, slamming him on the deck.

The 6'3" werewolf groans after a second, rubbing his mullet as he begins to stand up. "Well, gentlefolk, that's not a very polite way to greet a friend, is it?"

He grabs his arm again, lifting him to his own eye level. "Who are you?"

He's wearing a purple tunic with gold trim. A tattered purple-pink cape falls past his shoulders.

As a golden crown clatters to the deck next to him, the game introduces him as: "?, Handsome Werewolf".

"Let's just say," Handsome Werewolf looks directly at the camera, smiling with brilliant white teeth. "I have been a fan of your work for a long time."

He slaps Whip across the face with his free hand, knocking his skull off. He marches over to Frost and Buzz, plopping the crown lopsided on his head, kicking Pepperjack in the shin. He rips the startled shark's fish hook off his back, snags the map with it, and walks over to the railing.

"If you want answers, meet me at the..." he pauses dramatically, tucking the map into the folds of his tunic. "Chaos Kingdom."
Flourishing his cape and tossing the fish hook back onto the deck, he steps off the railing. Seconds later, the ship he fell out of hovers near the deck. The camera zooms in on the werewolf inside it, giving a thumbs-up.

The Shrink Squad and Mabu exchange a puzzled glance. Buzz finally says: "Guess that's where we're heading."

Whip rejoins them, screwing his head back onto his neck. "But didn't you get a good look at the map?"

"My mind may be sharper than a needle carved by a beaver, but it ain't good enough to memorize a map in five minutes."

"Let's stop by Mabulon first," Flynn suggests. "I'll use my crackerjack persuasion skills to get some directions to Kaos' Kingdom while the rest of you head to the ER."

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