A/N hey guys I know its been a while since I updated this old classic. This one is still my first story, and I want to thank those who have shown their support of this story. Here's the next part, thank you for reading. If any parts don't make sense/aren't accurate I apologize in advance.

Chapter 3: Broken

Deep within the bowels of the large whale, 2D and Sam remained within its stomach. 2D, although completely sullen on the outside, remained petrified on the inside. His worst fear come to life, but he couldn't even bear to move or panic or even care at this point. During his time at Plastic Beach, he silently vowed to himself that sooner or later he was going to escape or well, take matters into his own hand if it got really bad.

Sam however, did not give up so easily. He tried hurting the whale, he tried escaping through its blowhole, he tried screaming for help but nothing worked. 2D put a hand on his shoulder, as he brought him down to sit.

"Relax mate, he's not gonna blow you out. Jus' be grateful we're not inside a dead whale" 2D reasoned with him, as 2D lost himself in his dreams.

"Come on man, we can't just live in here forever! I need to get back to my brother" Sam got angry at how relaxed 2D was, but he didn't expect less from a guy that's obviously a junkie yet he couldn't blame him.

"Everyfing dies, jus' relax 'til this poor sod kicks the bucket," 2D scavanged through the bits of junk and plastic that the whale swallowed after taking in its new passengers. 2D smiled as he found his little pack of cigarettes and his lighter. 2D lit up a cig, as he took a nice long drag. 2D kept digging, hoping to find food or maybe a destress flair or even some clothes. 2D got lucky as he spotted a familiar looking piece of plastic as he got hold of it.

"My casio! Oh I love this baby," 2D gleamed as he held onto his keyboard. He laid it in his lap as he played a little tune on it.

Sam wanted to lash out again, he wanted to break anything he could find and rip the whale a new one. But, he really saw no point in fighting his new reality. So what if he killed the whale? What good would that do had no real clue as to where they were going or how far away they were from Plastic Beach.

Sam just wished Dean would get his sh*t together and come rescue him. Sam looked to see 2D searching through the trash again. This time he came back with lolipops in his hand. 2D approached Sam.

"Loli?" he asked Sam, Sam recluctantly took it from him.

The two sat there, lolis in their mouths and escape on their minds.

Back on Plastic Beach Murdoc was fighting alongside cyborg Noodle as the boogeyman's goons started gaining on them.

Dean reached the main floor as he snuck onto the elevator. Dean carefully maneuvered through the building, Dean finally got outside only to see a large man's head there on the beach, as a girl emerged from his mouth.

Dean stood there, unsure of what to do as he saw no sign of his brother. Dean looked around to see Murdoc off trying to take down the boogeyman, and failing at that. Dean made his way down further to the strange group of people he saw appear just now.

As he got there, he found a group of people down there that looked awfully familiar.

"Snopp dog? Lou Reed? Paul Simonon? Mick Jones? Oh my god, I'm such a fan," Dean geeked out as he went to greet the celebrities he saw there. The group of them didn't know who he was or really what he was doing here. Murdoc kept them in separate rooms on Plastic Beach, behind lock and key so having an outisder there never happened.

"What-are you guys doing here?" Dean asked, the group of them looked at him, thinking the same thing.

"Recording an album with Gorillaz, what're you doing here man?" Reed asked him, Dean could feel his nerves acting up as he heard one of his favourite artists talking to him.

"I'm Dean Winchester, and I uh got mixed up with Murdoc, my brother and me were tracking him a while back and we uh ended up here," Dean explained, the others knew what he meant by 'mixing up with Murdoc' he's definitely the kind of guy you don't just bump into on purpose.

"Have any of you seen my brother Sam or, um, uh what's his name. The uh tall guy, blue hair, weird eyes," Dean said, Reed caught on to what Dean was trying to say.

"No, man you're the first one we've seen here. We haven't seen 'em for a while," Reed said, Dean thanked them and made his way back inside. Dean passed the control center once more, as he remembered that there was a gun in that room, underneath a stack of papers Murdoc left there all the time. Dean grabbed the gun, he checked to see if it was loaded only to find it had three bullets left.

Dean ran about Plastic Beach, the gun safely kept in the back of his pants with the safety on. Dean happened to look over to see someone making their way into a submarine. Dean ran faster, as he caught a glimpse of that robot girl joining someone inside the submarine. Dean got lucky and managed to get to the submarine just before it left.

"Oh its you, what'dya want mate?" Murdoc croaked as he had everything set inside his sub.

"Tell me where my brother is," Dean ordered Murdoc to tell him, as he pulled out the gun from his jeans, pulling back the safety and cocking it.

Murdoc stared at him, he sighed as he kept his hands up.

"I have no idea what 'ure talking about mate, I did nothing to your brother, the tree trunk got 'imself in whatever mess by 'imself, it's nothing to do with me" Murdoc said, he looked to cyborg Noodle to see her glitching out again. Oil continued to leek out from her eyes, and drip down her face to her neck. Her head rested unnaturally to its side, as sparks flew out from her. Murdoc looked concerned as she withered there like a limp robotic puppet begging for the sweet release of death.

"Fine. But wherever you're heading off to, I'm coming with" Dean kept the gun pointed at Murdoc. Murdoc thought for a moment, only to give up and let Dean tag along. Murdoc hopped inside the sub, Dean followed behind him.

Murdoc started up the engine, as he set a course for good ol' England. As the sub passed through the ocean, Dean looked out the window at the sea around him. In the distance, he saw a figure swimming by, it was a long oblong light blue figure. Murdoc ignored the stirring sound behind him, he kept his focus forwards as he pushed past the swarm of jellyfish. Then it occured to Murdoc, back on Plastic Beach he left what looked like Russell and a group of collaberators he brought with him. Murdoc grunted, then he realized, they were the boogeyman's problem now. Murdoc smirked, as he made his quick getaway. All that was left was to take care of the troublesome bloke on his submarine.