The whole Baxter Building was beginning to tremble. People on the lower stories looked up to see their Chandeliers vibrating by some unknown force. Some thought it as some rowdy party goers jumping about, and simply shrugged it off. Others screamed "Earthquake!" and high tailed it out of the building.

On the upper floor, Chandler's output was becoming so unbearable, his ears and nose were gushing blood from broken capillaries and some of the lightning bolts were lashing his body and leaving gashes.

Reed could do absolutely nothing to stop this. He stared helplessly as Chandler was slowly being destroyed by his own power. The others came bursting in, demanding to know what was going on. Then, Monica saw her husband through the window, and her heart stopped. She fainted right then and there. No one caught her though, because they were busy gawking at the sight before them.

"WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM?" screamed Rachel. "WHY WON'T HE STOP?"

"I-I'm guessing he powered up so much that the energy has surpassed his control! It's demanding more energy to power itself, and It's sapping it out of Chandler! We've got to do something to get rid of the energy!" panicked Reed as he searched through some papers.

"HURRY!" shouted Phoebe as she was pressed up against the glass, staring at a tremendously in pain chandler.

"Rubber!" exclaimed Reed. "We need rubber, and lots of it!"

They all took off and came back with at least five pounds of rubber gloves, used for experimenting.

"Rubber neutralizes electricity, so all we need to do is-"

"Get the gloves in there," said Joey as he finished the sentence in despair.

"How are we gonna do that without frying our selves?" asked Ross.

They thought for a second, and then had another idea. A few minutes later, a grumbling Ross was sent into the brightly illuminated yet dangerous blank room in a dorky looking rubber suit. He had all the rubber gloves in a heap in his arms. Sure enough, as soon as he walked into that room, all the branches of lighting headed directly towards him. He was terrified at first, but realized that the thick rubber from the suit was counteracting with the electricity, so he was completely safe.

As he started tossing the rubber gloves all over the place, they could see the electricity slowly being sapped away and dying down. It was like a starving rat eating cheese infested with poison.Soon, all the electricity had ceased and the only things in the room was a pale-faced Ross, rubber gloves, and a severely injured Chandler, on the brink of death.

They all rushed into the room, crowding around Chandler to see it he was ok. Reed checked his pulse and said "He's alive, but barely. We need to get him to a hospital ASAP!"

Rachel pulled out her cell phone and dialed 911 while the others cried around him in a circle. The tears streamed down their face as they saw their friend in that predicament.

Then, to their surprise, he slowly moved his head. "Mo... Mon..." he started to say.

"Monica?" breathed Phoebe.

Ross looked in all directions and screamed "Oh my god, where is Monica?"

"I'm back here!" she called as she stood in the doorway, using the wall as a crutch.

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" cried Ross as he rushed over to his dazed sister. "We were so busy trying to help Chandler, that-"

"I know, I know, it's Ok," she said. "Can I just go and see him?" she asked, worry in her voice.

Ross helped her over to her husband while the others cleared the way. She knelt down to Chandler and just couldn't take it. She burst out crying. Chandler reached up and grasped his wife's hand. He looked at her with bloodshot eyes and said "Honey, D-Dr. Reed will f-f-find us a cure..."

A few hours later, Chandler was sitting in a hospital bed, looking much better than he did before. He was bandaged up quite a bit, but no broken bones. He had to be patched up from some internal bleeding, but that was the worst he had to have done. He sat there in the hospital bed, wondering how the check-up had gone so wrong. He was afraid to ever power up again, wondering if he'd lose control. All he wanted now was for Reed to find a cure so that he wouldn't have to live in fear of that happening again.

"Hey!" smiled everyone as they walked into the room. Everyone came, even Monica's parents. Ben didn't show up for obvious reasons.

"We came to see our favorite son-in-law!" smiled Monica's mother as she gave him a big hug.

"I'm your only son-in-law," said Chandler.

"I know," she said.

"Well, how on earth did you manage to do this?" asked Monica's dad.

"Dad, I already explained this," said Monica as she put her hand on his shoulder.

"I know, but I wanna hear it from him!"

Chandler looked at them nervously and then said "I sorta lost control during a checkup at Dr. Reed's lab and-"

"Dr. Reed had you do that? What kind of man are you?" asked the mother as she turned towards Reed. "Who goes around having people blow themselves up?"

"Ma'am, I was merely testing the extent of his powers, I hadn't intended it to go this far!" exclaimed Reed.

"Yeah? Well it's because of you that this is all happening to them!" she accused.

"Ma'am, no one could have predicted that the storm was going to accelerate that fast! I-"

And with that, the room erupted in a heated argument. Chandler watched helplessly as his friends and family fought. He plopped his head back down onto the pillow and tightly shut his eyes, wishing he wasn't there.