Seabass’ Diary…Day 70…Taken…

June 29, 2016-“I know I am the chosen one but where will they take me?” I asked Caleb. “You will be taken to the heist that the human has planned and you will be used to steal a very rare diamond…they have been planning this for months! I know that they have been waiting for the right man for the job…that just happens to be you.” I stared at him for a moment and tried to piece things together but I couldn’t quite make it fit, “Explain what you mean by me being the right man for the job,” I said. Caleb lowered his head said solemnly, “They’ve been waiting for a black cat.”

The animals in the room were still gathered around us; I took the opportunity to go over the plan once again. “Does everyone know what they are supposed to do?” I asked as the animals nodded in unison, “Let’s do a quick re-cap just to be sure…our lives literally depend on it.” It was hard for me to depend on others’ abilities to save me from any situation let alone a life or death one but what choice did I have. I had to take a chance not only for me but for Simba.

Night fell quickly and Edgardo and his henchmen returned to the room…little did they know that we had devised a plan of attack. The animals turned and stared as the tall, thin human entered the room and said, “Bring me the Chosen One!” Callisto grabbed my hand and whispered, “Don’t be afraid! We are counting on you to save us!” I looked at her and squeezed her hand, “I will never let you down!” and I was taken by the human.

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Seabass’ Diary…Day 33…Secret Society

May 3, 2016-I could’t believe what was happening in front of my eyes. The huge amounts of light were from the street lamp that had seeped into the secret hallway-the hallway led to a large opening where some sort of vent had fallen off and revealed the outside world. Simba stood right outside of the opening on the lush green grass and he was surrounded by what seemed like a secret society of animals.

A bandit who wore a mask (talk about being obvious…if you’re going to rob someone be a little more creative), a chipmunk with a chubby little face, a creature with a black and white streak down it’s tail (who smelled terribly if I am being honest about things), and a fella who moved as slow as molasses (he wore some sort of hard armour…looked like a shell) and finally a creature that looked like a large rat but had a longer tail and was quite experienced in playing dead,  were all gathered in a circle. I stayed in the shadows and listened to their conversation. Thoughts raced through my mind…were these creatures ex-mercenaries like myself? Did Simba recruit them so that he could exact his revenge on me? Perhaps he was recruiting them to do away with Monty…one could only hope.

“Attention everyone, attention!” Simba said as he called the secret meeting to order; I held my breath and slunk to the ground. “We all know why we’re here, we need to work together in order to obtain our mutual goal and without eachother we will not be successful.” My heart beat faster, I saw Simba reach into his pocket and pull out some sort of pamphlet. “Operation Luigi’s Catering will commence in two weeks from tonight!”

I shrank back into the hallway… my mind swirled with all of the new found information..with Simba at the helm of this dangerous heist, it would not end well for anyone.

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A recent mug shot of one of the recruits…