Under Ground

Chapter 5 Punishment for the Failures

By: ZCD99

*Note: Yes, Professor Wright is German with an accent. I however cannot write a very good accent without it looking like complete crap. So as the viewer please use your imagination. Thank You.

Wright

There were two guards dead on the floor at my feet. “Idiots!” I yelled. “You are all stupid buffoons!” I continued.

I had to stop as I began to wheeze from the unnatural pain in the hole in my throat. If I were to have removed the knife from this hole through I would have drowned in my own blood, and if the chemical mix that had spilled had not got on my wound my throat would have swollen and suffocated me.  It was by pure chance that I was still alive

There was one guard left, one failure left to punish. But death was too small of a punishment for this one. For he was one of the chief officers in the Facility. For him torture would be the best bet for him. But for now he could go. I would use him for a test or an experiment.

“Get your horned ass out of my sight, before I kill you like the others.” I scolded him. He nodded and began to run off. As he left I began to pour a glass of cider which quickly vanished. How could I be out smarted by a Unicorn? I knew the answer to this and it was the Griffin. If that griffin hadn’t tackled me I wouldn’t be in this issue. Now there were two who knew about our secrets and a potential third if the pony they stole wasn’t dead by now.

“Shit.” I wheezed. This wasn’t going to go well. I’m going to need to find someone to get a hold of someone who could find the thorns in my side. But who was the question. And where was the real Doctor Whooves. It didn’t matter now though all that mattered was getting the mess in my office cleaned up. I could use some new anatomy skeletons for some of the other offices. And it’s been a while sense I had ingredients for that stew he used to make.

I pulled out a sheet of paper and a quill and began to write.

To Whom It May Concern,

There will be a Reward!

I leaned back satisfied with my creation and said aloud. “Thing are going to work out just fine.”