Coming Down

Part 9: Wrong


Chapter 1


The sun shined through the open window. The birds chipped and sang out to the sky. A blonde haired boy snored away in his blue clad sheets. Boomer groaned.

He opened his eyes to look out the window. He was met by blinding yellow sunlight. His blue eyes held a slight glow as he came to out of his slumber. He noticed something. Why hadn't his alarm gone off? Suddenly, he felt something move under his sheets. He lifted himself up and pulled back the blankets. His heart stopped completely.

There winding itself onto the blonde's leg was a fairly large Ball Python. Boomers eyes widened at the slithering creature sticking its tongue out to smell him. Boomer frowned and clamped a hand over his mouth. He shrieked a muffled shriek, tears forming at the corners of his eyes. His face becoming redder and redder with each passing moment.

Just then, snickering came from the inside of his closet. The door opened and out came his two wonderful, kind, extraordinarily loving brothers. Brick held up a small video recorder with Butch right at his tail.

"And this my fellow humans is what I like to call, the NoTesticales Pussyus." The two brothers continued their snickering. Boomer frowned once he saw the camera. Butch moved to Boomers bed and carefully picked up the ball Python.

"Awe, it's okay Danger. You did a good job. Who's a good boy? Who's a good boy?" The raven head cooed to the snake. He set the python on his shoulders and backed out of the way of the camera Brick was holding. Boomer shot up from his bed, his bottom lip trembled slightly.

"Come on guys, this isn't funny." Boomer said trying to save face.

"You two know I'm Ophidiophobic." Brick snickered.

"Yeah we know. That's why we did it, dumbass!" Boomer's face began to frown up even more. Butch came in front of the camera with a fake frown.

"Awe, I think little boy blue is gonna start crying, Brick. Oh, why are we so mean and nasty?" Butch whined clasping his hands together, looking at the boy behind the camera. Brick chuckled and slowly advanced on his blonde brother.

"Because he is a worthless, unrespectable, brainless, little mama's boy that no one even likes," Boomer was pressed up agents his window with the camera in his pathetic looking face. His eyes cast down to the floor in front of him.

"You're not strong. You're not smart. This whole team, this whole family would be better off if you just…disappeared." And with that the camera moved back from Boomer's face and made a beeping sound as the recording shut off. Brick smirked.

"Comedy gold." He chuckled once more before turning and exiting the bedroom. Butch came up to Boomer with a smirk of his own.

"How about I help you get ready for the day, huh?" A fierce, fast punch hit Boomer square across the face. The blonde cried out and fell to his hands and knees with a thump.

"Ah-hah, fuck…" Boomer whimpered. He clutched his head as blood dripped from his nose and around his right eye. Butch kneeled down and roughly grabbed the sides of Boomers head. He forced the blonde to look at him and smirked.

"Hm, much better." He shoved the blonde's head away and chuckled on his way out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Boomer's bottom lip trembled fiercely. No. He would not cry. He would not cry. His eyes became watery and hot tears cascaded down his flushed cheeks. His shoulder shuddered as he sat against the wall behind him. His face frowned in the deepest frown he thought he could have. Why did this happen? It wasn't as bad when they were kids. But something changed in Boomers brothers over the years.

Boomer knew what really happened when they all disappeared from Townsville. They met Rachel sure, but something else happened. Rachel already knew they were super powered children after she found them. That was when she decided to train and do non-harmful experiments on them. She doused them with different levels of Chemical X, seeing how much each boy could take. They were able to take on more and more as the years went by and as puberty became present. Not only were they bigger and stronger because men are biologically, but they had Chemical X coursing through their veins.

Boomer's brothers could always take more. He wasn't sure if they really could or if they just wanted the power that came with it. Either way, they always outshined him. Rachel never had a favorite. She didn't believe in making one child feel less than the others. But Boomer was always sure it was him. They looked alike, acted alike, were a bit naïve, and even talked in the same manner to people. People only assumed that they were mother and son when they were together, just the two of them. He just wished she could open her eyes and stopped being naïve so she could see the pain he was really going through.


Chapter 2


Everyone was staring. Why was everyone staring? They stared, pointed and snickered to themselves. Boomer pulled his beanie tighter over his head. People were weird. He just needed to go to these last couple of classes and go to dance practice. It had been a week since Bubbles introduced him to the team. They all seemed to really like him. Like genuine friends. Maybe they knew what was going on.

Boomer crossed the threshold into ninth period. English class. He sat at his usual spot at the back of the class next to the large window. He opened his bag and pulled out his folder and the book they were currently reading. The bell rang just as the rest of the students entered the classroom. The teacher closed the door and walked back over to his desk. The one thing that bothered Boomer about class was that everyone that came in would stare and either snicker at him or give him a sympathetic look.

Suddenly, one of the girls from the dance team rushed into the room. She gave the teacher a pink pass slip and took her seat in front of Boomer. She looked flustered and her cheeks were red. Her eyes held worry as she looked at Boomer. The blonde tapped her on the shoulder.

"Hey Toni, what's up? You look kind of upset." Toni jumped slightly at Boomers voice. She turned towards him slowly and opened her mouth. She closed it shaking her head. Her eyebrows frowned upward avoiding Boomers gaze. She then looked into his eyes and spoke.

"I'm so sorry, Boomer." Boomer gave her a confused look.

"Sorry about what?" Toni frowned deeper.

"You don't know?" Boomer shook his head.

"Toni…what's going on?" Toni turned around quickly and scribbled something down on a ripped piece of paper. She turned back around and placed the piece on Boomers desk.

"You might want to look that up when you get home." Boomer looked over the paper and opened his mouth to say something further. Toni was already turned to the front. Boomer shrugged and placed the paper in his pocket.

After the last bell of the day rang, Boomer went straight to the door. The people staring at him were worrying. He was afraid that whatever Toni was talking about had to do with the stares and even scarier, himself. He pulled out his phone and sent a quick text to Bubbles saying that he might be a bit late for practice. He shoved his phone back into his pocket and speed walked down the sidewalk towards his house.

After a few minuets of walking, his phone buzzed. He pulled it out and studied the swarm of texts coming in. They were all from Bubbles' phone but different people were sending them.

I'm so sorry- Toni

This never should've happened- Ana

I'll kill them for it, promise- Jake

They won't get away with it bud- Anthony

I hope you never see it- Sydney

You really don't need to watch it. Just take my word- Ethan

What jerks- Georgina

I feel soooooo bad- Vanessa

He shoved his phone back into his pocket and broke out into a full sprint. He needed to get home. His breathing quickened as he went super speed. His blue streak flashing out behind him. He dodged signs and people as he ran. He turned sharp corners and flew onto his street. He came to a slow jog and burst through the front door of his house. He headed straight up to his room and threw his book bag on his unmade bed. He opened his laptop at his desk and went online to YouTube. He pulled out the piece of paper Toni gave him and clicked the search bar. He took a deep breath before he clicked enter on his keyboard. He hoped it wasn't as bad as everyone said it was.


Chapter 3


There was only one video that came up. Boomer clicked it and waited for it to load. He turned up the volume and placed a hand over his mouth as he leaned on his desk.

The video started up with a sliver of light coming in from what looked like a closet of some sort. He saw a bed and a boy sit up in it clasping a hand to his mouth. A not so silent shriek came from the boy and voices behind the camera began snickering. The door opened and closed in on the boy in the bed.

Boomers eyes widened into saucers. That boy was him. That was his room. Those were his sheets. And those voices were those of his brothers. They put the video online. Boomer scrolled down slightly and looked at the view count. One thousand seven hundred and eighty four people had already seen it. That was a little over the students at Pokey Oaks High. How could he do this to him? He scrolled down some more and saw the comments. He made a choking sound as he saw what people were saying. Nasty, vile comments plagued the section. Boomer closed his laptop and moved away from his desk. He placed his hands over his eyes and took deep breaths. He pulled out his phone again and texted Bubbles.

-I need your help. Get over here quick!

-Sure, on my way.

Bubbles knocked on the front door but saw that it was already slightly open. She walked in and looked around the house. She walked to the stairs and jogged up to the second floor. She walked to Boomer's room and looked in. Boomer was standing by the window with his arms up at his chest. His teeth were picking at his thumb as the other arm supported it.

"Boomer?" The blonde boy turned around. His eyes and nose were reddish and his face was wet and lips were dry.

"Are you okay? What happened?" Boomer came up to her and pointed at his laptop.

"Lo…look, lo-, look, look what's online! Look at what p-people are saying!" Bubbles walked over to the laptop and opened it. She enlarged the page and played the video. He face frowned as she saw what it was. She looked down at the comment section. She felt overwhelmed by the amount of negative comments and closed the laptop once more.

"How did this happen?" Boomer sniffed.

"It happened this morning! Brick and Butch where in my closet and put Butch's pet snake in my bed as I was sleeping! Then they got the camera and taped it all! God, more people have seen it other than the people at school. What if everyone in Townsville sees it? What if they post it to more sights?" Bubbles moved from the chair and grabbed Boomers shoulders.

"Who took the tape?"

"It's in Brick's room." Bubbles moved away and headed to the red clad room. She looked around and spotted the camera on the computer desk. She snatched it and opened it. She pulled out the tape and set the camera back down. She snapped it in half with her super strength and vaporized it with her heat vision. She smiled to herself and went back to Boomer's room.

"They won't be using that tape ever again." She pulled the blonde boy into a hug.

"Don't worry Boomer. We are going to make this stop once and for all. But first, lets take down this video."


End of Part 9…


Hey guys! Sup?

So here is part 9 of this lovely story.

All I gotta say it, I really wanna fucking murder Brickhead and Butchie Boy. Like come on! There is a difference between playfully making fun of your brother but putting an embarrassing video of him online? Uh uh, nope bad, very bad.

But never fear, things will get better. Respect from Boomer's brothers is coming our way soon, don't you worry.

Before anybody asks,

Ophidophobic- fear of snakes. Context clues people! I know my lovely readers have them!

Anyway here is another question for you:

How do you think Boomer will get respect from his brothers?

Answer it or don't.

This part was also inspired by the song Breath Me by Sia

Check it out!

Anyway, I will see you all in the next part!

Bye Guys!

(P.S. Fuck Schedules for stories. Just...fuck em'.)

~TheRedWolf