"I'm so sick of you!"
Brick spat at his face and kicked his midsection. The chimp grinned up at him with a bloody smile, a tooth falling loose at his feet; It had been so long since he had let loose, the pain was well worth seeing Brick face his true self.
"As if you would do more than this, all you are capable is meaningless fighting. Meaningless violence will always be your final choice, no matter how you try to hide it behind intelligence. Your intelligence is lacking, unlike your violence. Unlike Mojo," He yelled in a surprisingly clear voice, sending his fury sky high.
Grabbing and pressing Mojo to his chest, Brick flew off to the shack he shared with his brothers. The door busted open and Brick charged in. His brothers didn't even look at him. What kind of team was this?
"Hey faggots, get over here," Brick snarled to his brothers, throwing Mojo over to them. The duo mechanically held him down over a table.
The walls of the 'kitchen' shook as Brick stomped in. He reached into the very back of the boys' refrigerator, pulling out a bottle. He pressed down on the cork that kept the Antidote X closed; this brand would get rid of Chemical X powers permanently. The girls had once tried to use it on him; they had planned on turning them into freaks instead of Super Villains.
Falling to his knees in front of the chimp, He held the bottle above Mojo's head. His thumb popped the cork out on to Mojo's forehead. The bottle tipped forward. And then backward. After a few more games of see-saw, Brick's brothers started to stare at him.
He could read the sadistic desire in their eyes, both of them wanting to ruing Mojo for no other reason then that could. Butch's mouth twitched, dieing to ask for the bottle. An unwanted groan came from Brick's lips; his stomach started to clench at the thought of the bottle. The thought of getting rid of Mojo. His hand turned the bottle right side up, finally looking down at his father's face. It carried the same neutral expression but as Brick's eyes met his, a flash of disappointment and pity filled Mojo's face.
He tipped the bottle forward.