Here you guys go! Chapter 36! I'm really happy with everyone's reactions to the last chapter! I hope you guys will like this one just as much ;D R&R, thanks for all the Reviews in the past, and enjoy!

Chapter 36: Advice Over Blisters

Invisigirl, K9 and Cornelius ran out of the front doors just as the police were jumping out of their cars and loading their guns. Paramedics also arrived and leaped out of their cars, running toward Cornelius immediately.

Cornelius quickly waved them off, "I'm fine; the only thing hurt is my pride." He looked back toward the building sadly.

The chief ran forward, asking Invisigirl, "Who else is in there?"

"Phantom, Multiplicity, Cynder, and Titan are fighting Magnum, Psych and Jumper-"

Just then, a large explosion could be heard from within the building, causing the ground to vibrate. Everyone outside could feel the unnerving vibrations in their feet and they started to get nervous. Suddenly, it stopped, leaving them perplexed.

"What was that?" K9 asked, looking back at the building.

Invisigirl stared at it as well, murmuring, "I don't know…"

Xxx

Bolt and Titan ran through the holes in the walls as fast as they could. Finally, they found the end of the broken line, and started digging through the debris rapidly in search of their friend. Multiplicity and Cynder held off the three villains, managing to pull down large debris to block the path. Cynder held her hands onto the wall and melted the broken metal into place; the finished work was sloppy, but it would hold the three villains for now.

The girls turned and ran to Bolt and Titan; just before they got there, they heard Titan yell, "I found him!"

Everyone lunged toward him and helped to dig Phantom out. When they finally dug him out, they saw he was out cold, covered with lots of cuts and bruises, and his breathing was shallow.

"Phantom!" Titan shook him.

Bolt was close to freaking out. "Come on, Wil…" he whispered, also shaking him.

A loud bang caused them to jump. Multiplicity and Cynder turned toward the makeshift door down the hall of debris. Cynder quickly said, "Guys, we don't have a lot of time. If they break out of there, we're done for."

Titan immediately picked up Phantom and threw him over his shoulder. "Let's go!"

Together, the battered team turned and ran out the door that was nearby as fast as they could.

Xxx

The police and supers stood around outside the building, waiting impatiently for something to happen. Cornelius had finally given in and was sitting on a stretcher as a paramedic looked him over to make sure he was okay. Staring at his feet, he prayed that Wilbur was okay… Invisigirl was standing next to him as well, praying the same thing.

Their prayers were shattered when the front doors suddenly burst open, Titan in the lead of the other supers with Phantom limply draped over his back.

Cornelius and Invisigirl jumped forward immediately, but Titan didn't stop. He laid Phantom down on Cornelius' stretcher, telling the medics, "He needs medical attention immediately. Take him to Dr. Whitcomb."

The medics nodded, knowing who the old man was and immediately started strapping Phantom in, also placing an oxygen mask over his nose and mouth. Cornelius and Invisigirl both got in the ambulance with him and the medics, since the futuristic ambulances were much bigger; soon the ambulance was zooming away to the hospital, sirens blaring.

More vibrations could be felt in the ground as soon as it left. Titan looked to Bolt, "What could he possibly be doing?"

Bolt frowned glumly, "Preparing an army. Come on."

He and the supers turned to leave, but the Chief grabbed his arm. "Wait! Where are you going?"

"Call it off, Chief. We need all the supers we can get. Guns and handcuffs aren't going to do it." Bolt said firmly.

Chief McGinnis nodded, "I'll radio headquarters and tell them to start calling supers."

K9 stepped up, "I'll stay here and help him gather the supers."

Bolt nodded and without another word, turned after his friends. Once hidden from view, they quickly changed into their secret identities and jumped into Kevin's truck, which was big enough to hold them all. Without a word from anyone, he started it up and drove as fast as he could to the hospital.

Xxx

He could hear the sirens and he could tell he was in some sort of vehicle. But that didn't matter. All he could feel was pain.

Phantom slowly cracked his eyes open and saw his father and fiancée looming over him with worried expressions. Seeing him awake, they both sighed in relief.

"Phantom!" Invisigirl sighed, putting a hand on his chest and leaning to kiss his cheek. As soon as she touched his chest however, he cried out in pain and squeezed his eyes shut tight.

Cornelius held onto his arm, "It's okay; you're going to be fine."

Phantom wheezed, "F-feel…what I'm f-feeling right now… and t-tell me it's gonna b-be okay…" He was panting through the mask, and his entire body was tense because he was in so much pain.

A medic stood over him and asked, "Sir, tell me what hurts."

Phantom squeezed his eyes shut tightly and was clutching the sides of the stretcher with his hands. Only a pitiful whimper escaped him as he honestly tried hard not to cry. Invisigirl bent down and rested her forehead on his while Cornelius asked how far they were from the hospital.

The driver called from the front, "We'll be there in two minutes; hang on!" He put on an extra burst of speed to get there faster.

Xxx

Dr. Whitcomb was in his office as usual, helping a super teen in particular take off an arm cast that had been on for a few months.

The old man smiled broadly, "Well bud, your arm looks good! Seems you can take it easy without a cast for bit, and then-"

He was cut off when the doors suddenly opened and Phantom was rushed in on a stretcher by medics. Invisigirl was right on their heels with Cornelius, Kevin and Brian (Titan) in tow. Nikki (Multiplicity) had gone with Sarah (Cynder) to another doctor to take care of the cuts from her fall off the stairs.

Whitcomb's eyes widened and he said to the boy, "Sorry, I've gotta take care of this."

The young super's eyes were wide as saucers when he saw one of his favorite supers in so much pain. He nodded, "No problem doc. Should I leave?"

Whitcomb sighed for a moment. "That might be best. Thanks. Just come back in tomorrow and we'll finish your checkup and paperwork." The teen nodded and immediately left.

Whitcomb turned and swiftly walked over to the agonized Phantom. He quickly shooed the medics out, telling them he could handle it from there. As soon as they were gone, Invisigirl took off her mask and tossed it onto a table nearby, "Wilbur, you have to breathe."

She also took off his mask and tossed it next to hers. Wilbur face was starting to flush due to him holding his breath so much; when he did breathe, it was rapid and deep, but not deep enough to calm him down.

Whitcomb stood behind Wilbur and placed his hands on the sides of the super's head, "Wilbur; breathe slowly."

The touch and Whitcomb's strong, but calm voice helped immensely. Wilbur's breathing did slow, although not drastically.

"What happened?" Whitcomb asked. Violet turned to Kevin and Brian.

"Magnum has White Lightning. That's his main power." Kevin stated bluntly.

Whitcomb looked up at him in horror. "No…" Kevin merely nodded.

Whitcomb suddenly whipped around, looking for something on a desk. While rummaging, he asked, "Did he continually hit Wilbur on the chest?"

Kevin nodded fearfully, "Yes… Why?"

The doctor finally turned around with a pair of scissors, and reached down to pull Phantom's suit off his chest a little, causing him to wince in pain again.

As he started cutting, Brian asked incredulously, "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry; call Edna Mode and she'll fix it in five minutes." Whitcomb mumbled, cutting down to only reveal Wilbur's chest.

Pulling away the material, they all gasped or held their breath. Wilbur looked down to see his entire chest beat red, covered in blisters and burns. The sight almost made him start crying and he set his head back down with a plop.

Violet immediately comforted him, now fully understanding how much pain he was in. Brian shook his head and walked away to blow off some steam, clearly frustrated.

Kevin looked at Whitcomb, who had only stood there. "Can you help him?"

Whitcomb slowly nodded and bent forward, "Wilbur?"

Wilbur opened his eyes and agonizingly looked up at the old man. Quietly, the doctor asked, "Do you trust me?" Wilbur swallowed, but slowly nodded, not wanting to feel more pain from what he knew was coming.

Whitcomb exhaled and put both his hands on Wilbur's chest, spreading out his fingers to cover as much skin as possible. Wilbur winced and clenched his teeth, trying to ignore the pain. Soon, Whitcomb's hands started to glow as he started to heal the burns and blisters.

Wilbur held tightly onto the sides of the stretcher again, this time squeezing the rails so hard they were starting to melt a bit. Cornelius, Violet and the other two supers watched on sadly, hoping that Wilbur's skin wouldn't be permanently damaged…

The light around the doctor's hands finally faded and he lifted them weakly. The old man took a step backwards, but got a little dizzy, so he started to stumble. Kevin stepped forward and quickly helped him into a chair; the doctor waved off the nervous exclamations.

"I'm alright…" he panted, waving his face with a smile. "I'm just…a little too old to heal big injuries. But I healed that enough for him to get back out there."

Wilbur scoffed a little, looking down at his half-healed chest, murmuring, "I…I don't know about that one…"

"Wilbur, you have to stop him." Whitcomb said calmly. "Magnum's power is just as powerful as yours; if he unleashes it on the city, he'll take over with no problems."

Kevin piped up, "Yeah, and he's not only getting help from Psych and Jumper. Multiplicity and I found a good two or three thousand armed robots in a storage room before we went to the lab. He's planning an invasion, Wil."

Wilbur sighed. Suddenly, he scowled and painstakingly tried to sit up. Cornelius and Violet helped him since his face was starting to flush again. Whitcomb quietly ordered, "Keep breathing, bud."

As soon as he was sitting up, Wilbur exhaled. Looking down at his chest, he sighed, "How do we stop him?"

Whitcomb shook his head, "We don't; you have to."

"But why me?" Wilbur asked, looking up at his old friend. "I can't do this on my own, so why does it just have to be me?"

"Wil, you'll obviously need all the help you can get, and they're going to give it to you. But you have to understand that no power on this earth can destroy his besides yours. And it's the same way with you; either you will come out on top, or he will. This is a duel that you two have to fight." Whitcomb instructed.

Wilbur asked, "How? How am I supposed to defeat him when I don't even know his weakness? He clearly knows and has mine!"

Whitcomb looked up at him again, "You need to harness your potential, Wilbur. You know what you can do. You know what you're capable of. Yet you limit your powers on a daily basis because you're not a villain. You're not supposed to go all out and use every ounce of your energy and power to get a job done. But now we've come to that haven't we?"

Wilbur stared back at the doctor calmly, hanging on to every word. His mind suddenly flashed back to the training room three years ago when he made that one massive fireball and he had almost passed out. Voicing his thoughts, he asked, "So you think I need to use as much power as I can?"

Whitcomb shrugged, "How much power was he using on you today?"

Wilbur winced, but Kevin interrupted, "Enough to clean the entire building's energy sources out, and knock him through four walls, plus debris. We had to dig him out."

Wilbur turned around to face him, "Really?" Kevin nodded.

Whitcomb gained his attention again when he spoke, "Wilbur, you need to match his energy level. If he's going all out, then you have to go all out."

"But I was never trained to go all out. The one day I tried, I almost blacked out."

Violet stepped up, "You forget that you'll have backup. The police and K9 are gathering as many supers as they can to help us fight; most of them will be preoccupied with the robots. Our personal team should have no problems helping you take care of Magnum and his cronies."

Wilbur looked at the floor, "You forget that we were supposed to have no problems today."

She frowned and pulled his face back up toward hers, "But we did. But this time, we're not going to be the one's on bottom. We just have to find his weak spot."

Wilbur nodded, his confidence growing. Sighing, he said, "Well, we could go at anytime, but we have one problem."

"What's that?" Kevin asked.

Wilbur merely looked down at his gaping supersuit. "Oh. Right. " Kevin smiled, causing the others to chuckle a little.

A nasally voice suddenly interrupted along with the pitter-patter of tiny feet, "Whitcomb, I cannot believe you took scissors to his beautiful suit!"

Everyone grinned as Edna walked in from the elevator. Whitcomb helped Wilbur to stand from the stretcher, "Come on; I'll wrap your torso up and give you some ointment to decrease the burn, while she fixes up your suit."

Wilbur nodded; while he followed Whitcomb to the back of the room, he asked Kevin, "How much time do you think we have?"

Glumly, Kevin replied, "An hour."

An hour? Uh-oh… what's gonna happen? Guess you better stick around if you wanna find out ;) Lol

So there's a smidge of the story's title/theme in this chappie; I'm sure you noticed. We're getting there, trust me ;) Let me say this: If you thought chapter 35 was hectic, there ain't nothin on the next chapter ;D Or maybe the next after next; not quite sure which it will be yet. Still working on it of course; but it'll be up soon! It's gonna be one wild, but super ride, so hang onto your capes and keep your masks peeled for updates ;D Until next chappie!

~EmK/EmmerzK