And we're back again! I bet you're all ondering how they'll react... well, that's the content of chapter ten! For this chapter, we pay a visit to the tertiary villain of this story. How's he doing? I mean, there son has to be conflict other than Donnie being mad and Horace wanting to cube them. But before we go back to him, here are the reviews:
TKDP: Thanks for reviewing! I figured Adam wouldn't know anything about time zones. And Chase will soon have to admit they're real, especially since they're about to enter the superhero hospital.
basketball2648: Yes, how will Chase cope with being wrong this time? I bet Leo and Adam won't stop teasing him about it. Thanks for reviewing!
humanusscriptor: Thanks for reviewing! Yep, it is - let's see how Chase can function knowing superheroes not only exist, but managed to keep it a secret. And we'll just have to see how Douglas and Bree will react.
PurpleNicole531: That was my favorite part to write, along with the "time travel". And for their reactions, I hope you can wait a little longer. Thanks for reviewing!
daphrose: Thanks for reviewing! It wouldn't be Adam if he wouldn't push it. And yay, it's on Netflix! I'm glad you liked it.
LabRatsWhore: Yeah, I'm trying to write them as In Character as possible. Thanks for reviewing!
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Wi-Fi was back on track and had his plan all worked out.
He had searched for the information on Google. But why would someone with his powers would want to just sit behind it instead of jumping in the computer? Well, this is what some would call just a per cent of his research. He knew they were too famous and too good not to have any enemies. So naturally, he wanted to know what others knew about them and what others thought to know about them. and when he has gathered all information on a Word-document, he jumped into the computer and then copy-pasted all words in the documents into his memory.
That was only the first step of his research. After learning what everyone else knew, he dug deeper. He stayed into the computer, searching the entire internet for any other useful information. Even if it was just gossip about Bree not being able to keep a boyfriend or Chase's favorite color, it still could be something useful later. If he had to attract Chase, he could color it in his favorite color. Or he could anger Bree by bringing up that topic. Everything he found, true or not, he pasted it all into his memory, where he classified the information he found. There were folders with the names of the bionic siblings, their step-brother and father, and one for all other matters which did not fit in any of the other folders.
This took some hours to find and classify all information.
Then came the deleting stage. He compared the information he found, kept the best he found when there were multiple sources saying the same or something completely different. There was little he brought to the garbage bin. Everything was equally important. But one thing was the most important and valuable piece of information, for now: their address.
Mission Creek, California. That's where Wi-Fi went. That's where he would find better information, that's where he would find out what secrets those three bionic superhumans were hiding from the world.
Wi-Fi liked to compare hacking into a system with breaking in. There were few major differences, but he did not look at those. He first had to disable all security systems which kept him out. He had not even detected this particular source of information until he had traveled to the address. He compared it with trying to climb over a very high electrified fence on concrete with surveillance cameras registering his every move. The only thing he could do was to cut the power source. In other words: disable the connection between the system and the security system. He needed to take down the smart home system as well, but he cared little about that idiot. He was 'inside'.
Then there was the garden, filed with all sorts of booby-traps and stuff to make sure he would not reach the house. He jump had to take big leaps and hope he'd land somewhere safe. Luckily, Wi-Fi knew all types of security measures the inhabitants took themselves, so it was very easy to find the safe spots to land. Eventually, he was standing in front of the door.
The third step was to simply 'open the door' and then he jumped out of some digital equipment and stood in a very big lab. He had to admit it was a nice, big lab. Being a big fan of technology and information, this could be compared with going to paradise.
He started with the capsules. If there was no more room in his memory later, he'd at least know everything about their chips thanks to the information in those capsules. Luckily, there was still enough room when he was almost done gathering information ten minutes later. It was so easy to get your hands on technology when you're called Wi-Fi or have Wi-Fi's powers.
When he was about to leave – he did have all information – his eyes fell on one small black tablet. Someone had tried to hide it, but Wi-Fi still had found it. He grinned. There wouldn't be much to find there he didn't know already, but it was worth a try nonetheless.
He was very surprised when he had jumped into the tablet. He had expected to have immediate access to all information, but he found himself stuck at the other side of a complex security system he had trouble to recognize. Normally, he'd know what kind of security measures people take, but this was beyond anything he's ever seen before. Sure, he's seen it before, but…
No, wait. he did know where he saw it. It was in college when he first got his powers and figured out he was the son of a Normo dad and a super mom. His mother died, and his dad did not know about it. He tried his powers out and eventually decided he would try and transfer himself into the tablet of his college roommate. When he had been in there, he was surprised of how he could see the digital world and he figured out his roommate truly was intelligent, for having such a security system. He jumped out of it and never mentioned his first failure to anyone.
His roommate's name was Douglas Davenport.
He cursed. The man was alive? Unbelievable! Why would that man fake his own death? A smart man like Douglas could have easily thought of something else, but faking your own death? That's messed up. Wi-Fi even went to the funeral (as his Normo alter-ego, Andreas Nolan) and hoped this man would find peace.
Unless his brother inherited the tablet from Douglas.
Angrily, he traveled from the tablet to the smart home system. It had eyes and ears everywhere, he'd be able to see what happened to Douglas. He learned that Douglas had been alive all those time. Wi-Fi could not appreciate it. He could've helped Douglas to survive without having to 'died'. He could've introduced the Davenport to the world of crime and villainy. If he had gotten the chance, Douglas might have even been his partner in crime.
He researched Douglas' fate by use of the many video fragments wandering through the system. He found some nice video fragments to watch. He would not save them – they took in too much place in his memory. But there were some interesting vide fragments. He was watching them being in another lab and Douglas being frozen in ice. In another video fragment Douglas was saved from the ice by someone Wi-Fi couldn't identify.
After digging deeper, he found out this man who saved Douglas was name Victor Krane.
He had no idea who that man is.
But, off course, Wi-Fi wouldn't be Wi-Fi if he did stop at this point. No, he needed to know why Douglas and Victor are or were working together. What did they have in common, except that they are both very rich? It took him at least half an hour to figure out Victor Krane's identity.
Victor Cornelius Krane, middle-aged billionaire supreme (he has lots of money), a little creepy, bionics were implanted in him after hiring Douglas to retrieve the three kids and tell him how it works. Genius, madman, with a bionic army backing him. Locked up under the pentagon with his best soldiers; other soldiers currently residing in Australia.
This was very interesting, to say the least. Wi-Fi had found the perfect way to gain more money. He normally got the job done within one day, making him earn 65.000 dollars. It's a lot, but not enough for him to live from. But with the bionic army, he could certainly make more money; there were unlimited possibilities. He could sell them, or have people rent them, or he could use them himself! This was one of the best days of his life.
Now came the tough decision. The man he had a deal with, he was going to meet up with him within a week – details would be send by mail. Even the e-mail account didn't give away who he was. But this man did not know about the army. Wi-Fi knew men who sort of acted like him – the commodore, as he calls himself – and they were not very happy when details were kept from them.
There were two possibilities:
1. He could keep the army and give the three bionics to the commodore. This was a case of quality over quantity. If Wi-Fi rented the soldiers from the army and the commodore would notice, there was no doubt he'd ask to get control of the others as well. And he would use the force of the bionics if he had to. He'd lose the army, or at least part of it.
2. He could keep the bionic threesome and give the army to the commodore. It wasn't what they agreed on, but hopefully his client valued quantity over quality. The three first bionics were probably more developed with better abilities which they had better control over. The army… he had no idea how good they worked together. And possibly, he could gain more over a longer period of time with just those three.
Wi-Fi decided to go for option 2 and keep the three and give the army to the commodore. He learned from the messages how the commodore wanted to gather an army for some big project. He would probably have hired others, but now Wi-Fi was giving him an entire army – with the same price tag as before.
He immediately made contact with his two clients. The one was the commodore, the other preferred to stay incognito until there were more details. This time, he did not jump into the computer. He just sat down behind it (he had already traveled back home) and went to his highly-secured e-mail account. He wrote in the e-mail to the commodore how he would give him an army but Wi-Fi himself had to keep the three bionic teens. For the same price, he added, and they would soon be the commodore's if he accepted the offer. Not much later, the commodore had answered he had to do it.
The second e-mail to the other villain was about renting one of the three. Yes, they were not even his and he was already renting them for a soft price of 45.000 dollar per week. He described the three with the information he had gotten from the capsules. He mostly described their powers, and asked which one he (or she, though most likely he) wanted to have. This time, he got an answer immediately. It was one simple sentence.
I want the strongest one.
Wi-Fi smiled. So be it. The strongest Davenport would be rented.
He'll be yours. Send me a voice sample – without it, he will not be able to obey you.
That was another genius trick from Wi-Fi: use of voice. He would just reconfigure the Triton App in their chips, so that they will only obey when they hear a certain someone's voice. It could be Wi-Fi and he'd program someone else's voice as well. that way, he could call them back whenever his client tried to keep his bionic toys with him.
But before he could do any of that, he needed to know where the three bionic siblings were. With the help of the GPS in the lab, he could easily locate their chips and their current location. He had been smiling the entire time – except when he found out Douglas was still alive – but his smile faded away when he saw their coordinates. His eyes widened. Could it be wrong? He calculated their position and they were still there. he sighed, shaking his head.
"Mighty Med… Why do they have to be at Mighty Med?" Because they were at Mighty Med, he just couldn't show up there. Security hadn't changed when it came to technology, but he seriously did not want to get caught again. he could not go back to prison! It was a horrible dark place he did not want to see again, unable to move, unable to talk, unable to use his powers to get out.
Yet, at the other side…
He needed those three bionic siblings; he had already promised the oldest one, the strongest one, to a villain who did not want to say his name. but he did not want to do it inside Mighty Med. There were guards there, and almost recovered heroes. they would stop him and his soon to be bionic servant immediately. No, he had to make sure they went somewhere else, away from the hospital.
What if they had to go back home?
A plan formed inside his head as the details started to become clearer. This was one of the best plans he had ever made, because they were not only giving him what he wanted, he could later take the other two as well and they were doing exactly what he wanted them to do, namely leaving the hospital.
Time to prepare the plan.
And with these thoughts, he walked to the elevator which would bring him to the living room of this house.
