Wow, sorry I took forever to update. And woo-hoo, my first story to reach 10 chapters.
I'd like to thank all of my reviewers: Stickfight3, Chicakat, Star1095, HermyStar, and SamManson14.
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Chapter 9
Preparations
"Hey, what's your dad working on?" Tucker asked.
A few days had passed, and Jack had stayed in the basement almost constantly.
"I don't know. Some project, but he won't tell me what it is," Danny responded. "Probably isn't that big a deal."
"Well aren't you curious?" Sam asked. "I mean, why don't you just phase down there and take a look."
"Nah, like I said it probably isn't that big a deal anyway."
The trio walked up to Danny's room. Danny had passed off the "project" as being nothing, but Sam and Tucker were interested. After all, the last time Jack had a big project, it had turned out to be the ghost portal. But alas, there wasn't mush they could do, so they didn't think about it that much.
Jack was busy in the basement. He wanted to tell Danny what it was, but he figured that it would be worth the wait when he made the big reveal. He went over to the counter. This would be his greatest creation ever, even better that the Fenton fudge container!
It sat on the ground. It really had no defining shape. It still looked like a jumble of wires and machinery. There was a gun lying by it. Jack walked over to it and picked it up. He connected it to another piece of machinery. He then look another wire and used it to connect the contraption to the thing's main system. This was big.
Vlad sat in his black, leather chair. He had it turned to where he had a perfect view of his make-shift factory. He had around seventy-four batches of clones ready, but he needed to wait just a little longer. Dan would continue to train them, and then, when he had many squadrons of well-trained soldiers, he would strike Amity Park.
Dan. He knew good and well that he was planning on turning on him, but he would be faster. The only thing he was left to wonder was, what happened? How had Daniel become that thing that was working with him? Whatever it was, he had a feeling he didn't want to know.
Dan stood in the lowest level of Vlad's lab. He had been lucky enough to be put on the project of creating a collar for the brute. It had put him right in the position to create his other project. It was coming together well. It wouldn't be long before it was completed and he would be able to make his move.
He grabbed a piece of equipment off the table. He took a wire and connected it to another on the machine. The collar was finished, now to finish his special project.
Tucker stood in front of the door to the lab. It had been a couple days since Danny has expressed his complete disinterest, but he couldn't get over it. He had been debating for the last ten minutes whether or not to intrude. Finally, he made a decision. He grabbed the handle of the door. His hand wavered a little. He had no idea what he would see on the other side of the door. His muscles tensed, and he threw open the door and burst in.
Jack's head whipped around at the sudden intrusion. Not a word was said, though really Tucker didn't even notice Jack staring at him. His jaw dangled as he stared at the monstrous thing in front of him.
"Tucker, what are you doing here?" Jack asked.
Tucker didn't answer. Instead he muttered something.
"What was that?"
"This- but- and- big- what..." he stuttered.
He was looking at a huge hunk of machinery that had a shape of sorts. It was surrounded by cans of black and white spray paint and sheets of metal.
"Now Tucker, don't tell Danny. I want to surprise him!"
"But this is just so- I mean, what is it?"
"You know what, as long as you don't tell Danny anything, you can help me make it."
"Really?"
"Sure, you know all about machinery. I could use you. I mean, it's no fudge container, but it's still pretty big."
Another week had passed, and Tucker, Sam, and Danny were in Danny's living room.
"Hey, I'm going to go down to the lab," Tucker said.
"Tucker, you've been going to the lab for hours on end every day! What's going on?" Danny asked.
"Yeah. You aren't working on that big project are you?" Sam questioned.
"Um, no?"
"Tucker, are you lying to us?" Danny asked.
Tucker was very obviously nervous."Um, I gotta go," he responded as he sprinted down the stairs to the basement. Danny and Sam just looked at each other with confused looks on their faces.
"Sir, squadrons 12 through 32 are ready," said the first clone.
"Good. And how is progress?"
"We are currently making around sixty-eight clones per hour, with our rate continually growing."
"Excellent. And how about that mind control collar."
"Dan has reported that the collar is finished and operational."
"Very good. We begin the invasion tonight."
I hope you enjoyed the update. Sorry it took so long, but I finally got this chapter finished. Hope it was worth the wait!
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