Reina pushed Michelle towards Thrax.
"I believe, that it's time to tell them everything," Thrax sneered as Michelle glared at him.
"Everything what?"
"The whole plan to take down Frank,"
"YOU'RE CRAZY!"
"That's what they all say baby, but I'm the one on the winning side,"
Michelle was silent.
"I suppose I have to explain everything, but here goes. It all starts with bit of History. I was the dreaded virus El Muerte Rojo, the red death. I had never lost a victim before and I was practically unstoppable gettin' better as I go. This was going to be my prizewinning body, the one that would get me in the medical books. Everything was going according to plan until a certain white blood cell screwed everything up. I almost died when I fell into that beaker of Alcohol, but here comes Dr. Thompson. They had just fired him but he was nearly a genius. He took the beaker of alcohol with him as well. At his own house he examined it with a microscope and found me. Somehow rehabilitating me, one day, I got loose and now I'm back for vengeance."
"Why did you need us?" Matt asked him.
"Because...say the plan goes wrong and we get caught, they won't fire at us because of you,"
"How did you kill?" Leila asked curiously.
"You've been up in the brain before? There's a gland called the hypothalamus that controls the temperature of the whole body. I take a piece of the D.N.A. strand and it spins out of control causing the body's temperature to skyrocket."
"Are you still trying to beat the record?"asked Matt
"Nope, I beat it."
"On who?"
"Dr. Thompson"
Kylie and Mellie approached the door to the mayor's office and knocked on the door. After waiting a second the door opened to the mayor's assistant Leah.
"Hello girls, I got a message that you're here to interview Mr. Colonic."
"Not Exactly," Mellie said