Welcome back to Lab Rats: Welcome to Mission Creek.
This is a title change, I know. The other one was very boring.
Okay. So. I'm back with Rats on A Train. It's a lot earlier than I thought I'd return, but, who cares? Anyway, I've got three finals and a presentation coming up for school, so I'm not sure how consistent my updating will be for a while. I begin summer in late May, so. . . That is when I will be more dependable for New chapters.
Before, I begin, let me tell you and forewarned you about one little thing. I am using my kindle to type these stories now. Not my computer anymore. I am already known as the typo person at my school. So be forewarned. I will read over the chapter in search of typos and have one of my friends do the same. But if you see a typo that you don't understand, Let me know. I will fix it as soon as possible.
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So, here's the next chapter. I talked with my friend, AVC, and she gave me some ideas. Here we go!
This chapter is rated T for injury. Be warned. (Yeah, I'm a bit paranoid)
Previously. . .
"As soon as their training is complete, they'll be able to handle any crisis or problem the world throws at them."
"Well, don't forget to bundle up on your deadly missions."
"If you're waiting for me to say 'Oh, it's okay, let's make out and forget the whole thing,' then you're gonna be waiting a long time."
Leo, Adam, Bree, Chase, and I were downstairs in Davenport's lab. Leo was observing the bionic teens training, and I had nothing better to do.
"Okay, guys," Davenport announced. "The next phase of your training is handling extreme climates. So we'll frost Chase. . . "
"That seems about right," I commented, regarding the dance a not too long ago. Chase shot me a look.
"Okay. . . " Davenport said. "Bake Bree, and submerge Adam. that's not part of the training, I just got one of those carnival dunk tanks and I can't wait to try it out." Chase hurried into his capsule. "Okay Chase, I'm setting it to Antarctic. . . "
"Can you do it colder?"
"NO!" Davenport shouted. returning to Chase he said, "If it get to be too much, just give me a sign." Davenport waved his arms in demonstration.
"Bring it," Chase agreed. Davenport started the freezing process.
"Hey, that's not fair," Leo complained. "I want to be abused by weather."
"Ooh!" I exclaimed, pulling out my phone.
"What are you doing, Skye?" Leo asked me.
"I'm hacking into Davenport's smart home system. Then, I 'm gonna rig the air vents in your bedroom to abuse your room with weather."
"Cool!"
"No," Davenport pulled my phone out of my hands, "You're not. This is why I'm never gonna give you super-intelligence."
"I don't have a bionic chip, and I don't need super intelligence, or super speed, or strength," I grabbed my phone back from him. "Old man." I returned to Leo's weather abuse. "Antarctic blizzard or Saharan heat wave?"
"Blizzard. No, heat wave. No. . . " Adam melted my phone with his heat vision.
"What the. . . Adam, you owe me a new phone," I demanded.
"If you want to be abused by weather, try standing here next to Adam's morning breath," Bree informed.
"I don't have morning breath," Adam defended.
"He's right," I agreed. "It smells like that all day."
Brew shuddered.
"Leo, Skye, these guys are genetically engineered to handle these kinds of climates. You're not," Davenport explained.
"I can handle extreme cold," Leo bragged.
"Leo," I corrected. "You get brain freeze from chewing mint gum." Davenport's cell phone rang. "I know that's not mine, because someone," I looked at Adam, "Melted mine with their eyes."
"Davenport," Davenport answered his phone. "What?! Well, that's terrible. . . I mean, that's awesome. . . but that's terrible!" Davenport paced the lab, with the four of us following. "I-I gotta do something." Davenport hung up the phone.
"What's going on?" Adam asked. "What's so terrible?"
"I created the world's fastest train, but now it's speeding out of control full of highly explosive nuclonium towards downtown Welkerville!"
"Cool!" I exclaimed. "I'm gonna go video that. . ." I turned to leave, but turned toward Adam. "But, I can't because someone melted my phone."
"Let it go, Skye," Bree said. "Well, then what was awesome?"
"It's going like 400 miles an hour," Davenport giggled.
"Whoa!"
"Ho ho ho!"
"My entire career is riding or perhaps crashing on this train!" Davenport shouted, desperately. "I don't understand it! my design was flawless!" Davenport began working on his computer quickly.
"So flawless that you forgot to include an emergency brake?" Leo and I asked, simultaneously.
"No. I never counted on the conductor dropping his papaya smoothie all over the controls and then jumping off the train."
"We seriously need to fill the sky with cameras to catch all of these hilarious mishaps," I laughed. Davenport stared at me.
"Well, if I were to build a high-speed train," Adam began.
"Which you're not," I informed
"The first thing I would have put in was a cupholder," Adam continued, glaring at me. "Oh! And one of the bumper stickers on the back that says, "I brake for cows."
"When stuff like this happens, they always blame the scientist," Davenport complained. This is human error. Scientists don't make mistakes."
"Yet, you were born a human and every time you look in the mirror, you make the mistake of calling yourself handsome," I teased.
"I am handsome!"
"In your dreams," I mumbled. Chase tapped on his capsule door, frozen.
"Chase," Davenport remembered. "Now I have to explain the whole train story again."
"Well, at least you froze him."
Davenport opened the capsule door, and Chase nearly fell out. Bree grabbed a blanket.
Leo and Bree were busy warming Chase up and I was hovering over Adam's shoulder rewatching Davenport's security footage of the conductor. It was hilarious. Too bad he wouldn't let me post it online.
"The good news is, whenever I invent something, I always create a backup device to support it," Davenport continued in his continuous, boring rattle on how he was going to save Welkerville.
"As opposed to building it right the first time?" Chase asked.
"My auxiliary decelerator will stop anything - ocean liners, frieght trains, tanks, eighteen wheelers. . . "
"Just shut up and use the freaking thing," I called out, eyes glued on the footage.
"Does that thing stop unnecessarily long explanations?"
"Apparently so," Davenport commented. "Only problem is, I can't figure out how to get it on the train."
"Nope, that was all me, not some faulty invention from Davenport Industries," I called out. Seriously, everything that Davenport creates, glitches. Bionics, train, hair regrower. . . I could go on and on.
"Watch it, kid," Davenport warned. "I could send you back to Seaford."
"Sure," I continued to watch the footage, laughing each time.
"You guys thinking what I'm thinking?" Bree asked.
"Our first mission!" Chase and Bree shouted.
"I want a pet pig!" Adam shouted. Davenport turned off the computer, and I stomped over to where the bionic teens were standing.
"No, no, no, no. You are not prepared for this kind of mission. It is a highly volatile situation. Down the line - fingers crossed - there will be plenty of other horrible disasters."
"That's a warped way of thinking," I commented.
"Yeah, but. . . you need to stop this train now. And you need us to help you do it," Chase insisted. "Your career depends on it.
"Please, Mr Davenport?" Bree begged. "This is what you trained us for."
"All right, you gotta leave the nest sometime," Davenport relented. "Okay, get in your capsules, guys." Davenport choked up, "I can't believe I'm saying this - it's time to upgrade your mission suits." Adam, Bree, and Chase ran to their capsules. Chase and Bree entered theirs and closed the doors. Adam stopped and looked seriously at Davenport.
"I hope addressed the chafing problem," Adam reminded.
Davenport powered up the capsules and a blue light traveled up the capsules. Adam, Bree, and Chase stepped out in their new, upgraded mission suits.
"Sweet!" Adam exclaimed. "I see you put in seat warmers."
"Uh, actually, that isn't supposed to be there," I said, worried.
"Uh, oh," Adam whispered.
"Kidding!"
"All right. . . " Davenport began, grabbing a box. "We'll be able to use these earpieces to communicate, and I'll monitor your progress on the train surveillance system."
"So that's what it's called," I muttered.
Davenport looked at me. "Do not hack into it to get that video of the conductor." He returned to the mission. "That way if you blow yourselves up in a fiery explosion, I can watch in unfold in glorious HD."
I gasped, staring at Davenport for his bluntness. Adam, Bree, Chase, and Leo stared at him too.
"That came out wrong," Davenport apologized.
"We get our first mission!" Chase exclaimed, jumping up and down.
"And we get to save lives!" Bree continued.
"Seriously, I want a pig!" Adam insisted, receiving looks from everyone.
Davenport handed out three comms sets. "Bree. . . Chase. . . Adam."
Leo grabbed Adam's. "Hey!" Adam shouted.
"Leo!" Davenport exclaimed.
"What am I supposed to use? Two cans and a string?" Leo asked.
"Sure, two cans and a string will do the trick, " I mocked. "You're gonna have to rely on Davenport for progress; so, go get those cans and I'll get the string."
Leo looked mad, he began to walk toward me.
Davenport looked at us warningly. Leo backed off and I shrugged.
Tasha walked in excitedly. "Well, your favorite news reporter just got their big break!"
"Linda Montieres?" Chase and I asked.
"Chip Spudner?" Bree asked.
"And Tom Constan with sports?" Adam guessed.
"No, me!" Tasha corrected. "I am done reporting on singing dogs and babies who look like ex-presidents. The network finally gave me a real assignment. I'm covering a runaway train!"
"No way!" Adam cried. "Ain't that a coinky-dink," Adam walked up to Tasha. "Mr. Davenport. . ."
"Is, uh. . . is, uh, so proud of you honey," Davenport covered, grabbing Adam.
"Will you watch Leo?" Tasha asked. "I've got a train to catch."
"Absolutely!" Davenport agreed, obviously trying to get Tasha out of the lab. "And don't forget, be balanced and fair, collect all the facts, and blame the conductor. . . he's an idiot."
Tasha left, bobbing her head, probably going over the three tips that Davenport had just given her.
"This stinks!" Leo shouted in disappointment. "Everyone gets to go on an adventure but me."
"I'm not going," I reminded.
"Leo, Skye, just because you can't go on the train doesn't mean we can't have fun here. I'll put in Goober the Spunky Caboose DVD for you," Davenport consoled.
"I'm fourteen," Leo informed.
"Fourteen," I said for myself.
"Okay, then pop it in yourself," Davenport defended. Adam nodded his head. "Come on, guys," Davenport said to the bionic teens. "We don't have a lot of time. We gotta get you in your gear."
The four ran out of the room, leaving me and Leo alone. I headed upstairs.
"Skye! Wait!" Leo shouted. I stopped and turned around. He had a body bag in his hands, and plopped it on the floor.
"What are you doing?" I asked, hand on hip.
"Going on the mission," he stated.
"Uh, no you're not."
"But I wanna!"
"Doesn't matter," I said. "I wanna go too, but I can't go. Come on."
"Don't you want to make sure that Chase is safe?"
I glared at Leo, "I don't have the smallest care about that."
"Okay, but if Chase dies in a fiery explosion, then. . . "
I blinked. "Get out of my way!" I ordered kneeling down next to the bag. I grabbed a metal thing and threw it aside. I crawled into the bag. Leo stared at me. "Get in!"
"I'm not gonna fit."
"I could fit me and a chihuahua in here," I said. "So, get in."
"I am not the. . . "
"Do you wanna come or not?"
"I'm in!" Leo crawled into the small space left. And I became aware of the cramped situation I had just got myself into.
I zipped up the bag. "By the way," I said, only halfway done with closing the bag. "We might be in some tight quarters, but my statement still stands. I see you as an annoying little boy with whom I am forced to hang out with daily."
"I love you, too," Leo replied.
"Just, don't try anything weird." I finished closing the bag, just as the rest of the group came in.
"Focus," Davenport ordered from where he was. I closed my eyes and imagined a large field. Apparently I never realized that I was claustrophobic until I was stuck in a body bag with Leo. "We've got only fifteen minutes before this thing hits the turn, flies off the tracks, and blows up Welkerville."
"Boy, I'm glad I don't live there." Adam commented.
Leo and I were hanging from a rope and Davenport had left for the lab. "Chase," came Davenport's voice on mine and Leo's comms sets. We had "borrowed" some before we left. "Locate the onboard braking system. Bree, inspect the tanks for leaks, and Adam, get a picture of the speedometer for my webpage. Wow!"
I opened my mouth, and Leo slammed his hand over my mouth to shut me up.
"Hey, Adam," I faintly heard Chase from below in the train. "Hand me the decelerator."
"Uh-oh," Adam said. "I don't know where I left our mission bag."
"It's on the rope!" Leo called out.
"Oh, thanks bag!" Adam thanked. I slapped Leo.
"OW!" he shouted as we hit the ground. Chase unzipped the bag and I jumped out quickly.
"Skye! Leo!" They all shouted.
"Skye? Leo?!" Davenport screamed into the comms set.
"NEVER get in a small space with Leo," I warned. "It'll scar you for life."
"How?" Bree asked.
"It's Leo. Plus, he had to go to the bathroom most of the way here."
"Which way is the dining car? I'd like to get a bite to eat before I save the town of Welkerville," Leo asked.
"Shut up, Leo."
"What are you doing here?" Bree asked.
"Yeah, Skye. This is way too dangerous for you guys," Chase agreed.
"I wanted to make sure that Adam and Bree made it out alive," I answered. Chase looked like I had slapped him in the face. "And that you made it out safe," I whispered.
"We're joining the mission," Leo finished. "I want to be like you guys!"
"But guys, you're not like us. And I don't mean that in a bad way, we just have really cool, super fun features, and you don't."
"Where is the decelerator we need to stop this train?" Chase asked.
"Is that the pointy metal thing that I tossed aside so that Leo and I could fit in the bag, 'cause if so. . . then I have no clue," I said.
"It's right HERE!" Davenport screamed. I'm supposed to be watching you guys!"
"And you are!" Leo replied.
"In glorious HD," I finished.
"Without the decelerator, we can't stop the train," Chase informed.
Okay, now I was feeling bad.
"Mr Davenport," Bree asked. "What are we gonna do?"
"I'm coming to get Leo and Skye," Davenport replied. "If they blow up on the train, I'm gonna have to get Tasha a puppy and the Roberts a hi-tech android of their daughter."
"Hey!" Leo shouted. "Why don't I get a hi-tech android?"
"Because, my parents will kill Davenport if they thought I was dead on his account. The hi tech Android would look just like me, so they'd think it was me," I explained to Leo. "It's pretty obvious."
"I'll bring the decelerator in my high-speed helicopter. Wow! How many guys can say that they have to chase their high-speed train in their high-speed helicopter? I'm awesome!"
"I can name at least five in Seaford," I stated.
"Okay, I'll be right there," Davenport sighed.
Time Skip
"Okay, I calculated the train's route before we left the lab," Chase solved. "Let me pull it up and we can find out exactly how much time we have." Chase pulled up a holographic screen with histrionics. Numbers and equations completed themselves at a major speed. "Oh no!" Chase shouted. "We only have a two percent chance of stopping the train! And if the train goes, we go." Chase clutched a barrel. "Brace yourselves. Bionic people do not blowup well."
"i hate to burst your bubble, but neither do normal people," I shouted at him, semi-losing my cool.
"Chase, calm down," Bree comforted, coolly. "There's a possibility that we will survive the crash."
"Leo and Skye won't," Adam blurted. Leo and I stared wide eyed at Adam. Chase jumped.
"Oh, right," Bree remembered. "Never mind."
How dare they! They forgot that Leo and I wouldn't survive the explosion.
"I'm sorry you guys have to see me like this," Chase apologized. "I know you see me as your ultra competent, unwavering, fearless leader. . . "
"No."
"Actually, just the opposite."
"I have no care," I blurted.
"But when I. . ." Leo began. I elbowed him, hard. "Ouch!"
"Everything is going to be fine, Chase," Bree assured.
"Yeah, Big D is coming in his high speed helicopter right now," Leo agreed.
"But. . . What if we can't attach the device? What if the train. Tips over at the sudden stop? What if Mr Davenport gets stuck in a traffic jam!" Chase asked, explaining the worst
"Stop!" I screamed. "I don't wanna know how how I'm gonna die!"
"Traffic Jam? In a helicopter?" Bree asked.
"There could be birds," Chase defended.
"That drive cars?" Adam asked. "I don't think so."
"Shut up, Adam!" I shouted at him. "You're not helping."
"Chase, you're overthinking this," Leo said. "The answer is simple- If Sally's on a train traveling at a certain speed, X, she's gonna reach the curve at a certain time, Y."
"He's right," I said, surprised. "All we need to do is multiply X by Y to find out if we have enough track to stop."
"Okay," Chase replied. "But, what if Sally is sitting on enough nuclonium to reduce an entire city to a stain?"
"Then Sally should have taken the bus," Leo answered, forcefully. I nodded. This couldn't be true. I was fourteen and about to die in a major train crash. This wasn't normal. At all!
"What do we do?" I asked.
"Ooh!" Leo erupted. "In the movie, Sparkman and the Train from Tomorrow, Sparkman hops in front of a train and stops it with his pinkie. Just do that." He looked at Adam.
"I don't have that ability," Adam informed.
"Well, somebody needs an upgrade," I muttered. I looked at Chase. "Uh, Chase, I'm. . . "
A horn honked.
"Guys! That's Mr Davenport!" Chase shouted. "I told you he'd come."
"Actually, no."
"I don't remember that."
"Just the opposite."
"Great," I muttered, under my breath.
"Okay, I'm going to drop the decelerator now," Davenport announced. "Be sure to catch it. It's very delicate."
"Okay!" Adam shouted, arms out.
"Pretend it's a baby."
"Just drop the freaking thing already!" I shouted.
Davenport dropped the decelerator. It flanked on the roof of the train and disappeared.
"Pretend i caught it!" Adam shouted.
"For the record, when I fill out the accident report, I'm blaming human error."
"We get it!"
"Okay," Leo announced. "this just went from "comic book cool" to "real life terrifying." My new mission is to get the hell off this train!
"Okay, we're gonna have to abort the mission!" Davenport ordered "Never liked Welkerville, anyways. All right, I'm gonna drop down the rope ladder. Everybody up- Skye first, Leo second."
"Why does Skye get to go first?" Leo complained.
"Cause, I'm a girl. But you can go. I don't want a little kid dying on my account," I snapped.
"You don't have to tell me twice. Come on, guys, let's go home and have some cocoa," Leo climbed up a ladder rung. "Guys? Cocoa!" He jiggled the ladder.
"We can't quit now," Bree said.
"If we do, it means we failed our first mission," Chase continued, seriously. I felt my heart sink. I would lose Chase.
"Yeah, we've been training our whole lives for this moment now. I'm not giving up," Adam insisted.
"Come on, this thing's about to crash. And we've done everything humanly possible." Leo tried to convince them.
"That's just it," Chase explained. "Mr Davenport made us superhuman, because, when all else fails, we can't."
"He's right, Leo," I agreed. I stepped back and grabbed Chase's hand. I could sense that his heart jumped.
"Yeah. We put ourselves in danger for the sake of humanity," Bree continued, unaware of what was sparking in between Chase and I.
"Well, if you guys aren't going, I'm not going either," Leo concluded, letting go of the ladder.
"Leo, this is too dangerous for you," Bree warned.
"Leo, go up to Davenport," I begged. "Please."l
"Please," Leo scoffed. "My middle name is "Danger."
"I thought it was "Francis."" Adam corrected.
"It's pronounced "Danger." Leo snapped, voice flat.
"Leo, Skye," Davenport called through our comma sets. "We are running out of time. By "we," I mean you guys. Get up the ladder, now!"
"What do we do?" Leo asked. I smiled mischeviously.
I grabbed a first aid kit and clasped it to the ladder. I winked at Leo.
"I'm coming! I'm climbing up the ladder right now! Pull us up!" Leo shouted. The ladder disappeared into the night above. I slammed my hand on a button on the wall. The opening closed, and an odd silence filled the train car.
"Guys!" Chase freaked. Are you crazy? What are you doing?"
"We're all in this together. I may not be superhuman, but it doesn't mean I can't be a hero," Leo stated.
"Yeah, and if you guys are gonna die on this mission, I might as well join you," I said. "Besides, you need me to survive."
"A first-aid kit?" Davenport screamed into the comma set. "Leo, Skye, when I open this thing, you better be inside! What do you guys think you're doing?!"e
"We're completing our mission," Chase informed. All us us pulled off our comma sets and threw them in the floor. "Okay, we have approximately three minutes to slow this thing down before it hits the turn and flies off the tracks."
"Okay, let's think. Objects in motion remain in motion unless an external force blocks it," I thought aloud.
"So what could block our path?" Bree asked.
"Oh, I got it! We can put the nuclonium tanks in front of the train!" Adam suggested.
"Then the train would blow up," Bree and I pointed out.
"Thus stopping it," Adam returned.
"If only Wile E. Coyote was here. He'd have a giant rubber band he could tie around two trees to stop this thing," Leo stated.
"Leo! This is real life! Not some cheesy cartoon!" I scolded.
"Wait a minute. Leo, that's it!" Chase shouted, excited. "The Reid-Bennett bridge is 19.8 miles ahead. Our repelling ropes are unbreakable. So if Bree ties them all together-"
"I could use my super-speed to run ahead and wrap around the bridge supports!" Bree finished.
"And then Adam can use his super-strength to hold the rope and stop the train," I picked up. Hey, I wasn't a total dummy.
"Let's do this thing!" We all shouted, running to the door.
"Did I mention Wile E. Coyote dies in every episode?" Leo reminded.
"Shut up Leo."
"How is that even possible?" Chase asked.
"Get the bag," Adam ordered Leo, annoyed.
Leo obeyed and grabbed the bag. Adam used his strength to force open the doors. The sudden wind speed yanked the bag out of Leo's hands. I watched it fly away.
"Can we chalk that up to human error?" Leo asked.
"What is that dimwit if an inventor teaching you guys?" I shouted, as everyone but me nodded.
Bree enabled her super speed and disappeared into the distance. When she returned, she said, "Okay, the rope's secure. Also, look what the train did to this penny!" She held up a penny.
We all gasped at the cool sight.
"And this squirrel!"
We all shouted and she threw it out. Adam took the rope and clasped it to his belt. He looked worried. "Hey, guys, what if this doesn't work? I mean, I know I'm strong, but this goes way beyond our training scenarios- what if I can't do it?"
"Adam, strength doesn't just come from your muscles. It also comes from your mind." Bree encouraged.
"Okay, maybe someone else should take the rope." Chase stated, seriously. I elbowed him.
"Great way to encourage the guy," I hissed. He lightly threw his hands in the air.
"This is everything we've prepared for. You can do this! Just believe in yourself. I believe in you," Bree shouted. She sat down behind Adam and wrapped her arms around him.
"We either die not trying, or die trying, or even better, try and survive." I sat behind Bree and wrapped my arms around her. I looked up at Chase.
He blushed. "Well, if I'm gonna die, I suppose I want it die trying." He sat and wrapped his arms around me. Something about it sent my heart racing. I knew that it was time I drop my grudge.
"I just spent four hours in a bag without a bathroom- I think my support goes without saying," Leo stated, grabbing into Chase.
We were silent. "Chase," I whispered. I thought he hadn't heard me, but he finally responded.
"Yeah, Skye?"
"Look, I'm so sorry about the dance. I shouldn't have gotten so mad. It's just. . . I've been hurt before, and I didn't want that to happen again."
"Well, if you're waiting for me to say, "let's make out and forget the whole thing, then. . . "
I'm gonna be. . . " I began, about to finish with what I had said at the dance, but he stopped me. I soon became lost in a world where the only people who existed were Chase and me, and we were kissing.
"Ew. Yucky!" Everyone shouted at us. We broke off. Chase smiled at me. I smiled back.
"Okay, here we go. Twenty seconds," Chase returned to the mission.
Bree's cell phone rang. She answered it. "Hello? What?! Oh, no!"
"What?!" Chase asked, irritated.
"What is it now?"Adam questioned.
"Caitlin just broke up with Rodney!" Bree shouted. Adam gasped.
"Bree, this is serious!" Chase and I scolded.
"I know! They've been dating for, like, three months!"
"Oh. Hey, can I talk to her for a sec?" Chase asked. Bree shrugged and gave him her phone. Chas grabbed it and tossed it out the door.
"That was a good one," Adam chuckled.
"Okay, guys." Chase pulled everyone's attention back. "Skye, if by some chance you make it and I don't, please, move on. For my sake."
"You're kidding, right?"
He shook his head. "- five seconds. Four, three, two, one!
The train screeched across the tracks. I felt myself being pulled in an uncontrollable momentum to the ground. Finally, all senses left me, as the train darkened.
The backup generator for the train turned on, giving light onto us. I felt something heavy on top of me. I opened my eyes. Chase was there, covering me. He opened his eyes at the same time as I did. We all stood up and surveyed the train.
"We did it!" They all shouted. I couldn't help but noticed that he green tanks of nuclonium were shaking.
"Uh, guys?" I asked, trying to grab their attention.
"What's our next mission?" Leo asked. Sinking ship. . . "
"How about explaining this all to your mom?" Chase suggested.
"That is a mission we'll never return from," Leo informed, flatly.
"Guys?" I warned. "We'll never return from this one if we don't get the hell off of here."
"Why not?" Chase asked.
"Are those tanks supposed to shake like that and change colors from green to yellow?"
"No," Chase responded, sneakily. "There gonna blow!" Bree and Adam immediately jumped off the train and bolted for safety. Chase grabbed my hand. He pulled me out. Leo tried to follow.
"My shoes caught!" Leo screams.
I jerk my hand away from Chase's to help Leo.
"Skye! We gotta get out!"
"I can't leave Leo! Go on! I 'll be right out."
"No!" Chase refused. "I just got you back. I can't lose you."
"Go!" I screamed. He hesitated, but jumped off the train and ran to safety.
I worked at Leo's shoe.
"Go in without me," Leo ordered.
"Not happening, man," I told him." Take your shoe off."
But these are my favorite," he complained.
"Do it!" I shouted. He obeyed and not a moment too late. The tanks were shaking violently. "Let' go!" I shouted, grabbing his hand. We jumped off the train just as it exploded behind us.
I hit my head on something. I ignored it and pulled myself up. Behind me, the open area lay covered in metal from the explosion.
Leo wasn't in sight. "Leo!" I screamed. There was no answer.
The bionics came up to me. "Where' Leo?" They asked.
"i don't know," I admitted. "He could be anywhere."
"Let us help."
"No! The newsman could be here soon. You can't be seen in your mission suits. I'll find Leo."
They hesitated, but knew that I was right. They ran off. I ensued my search.
"Leo!" I screamed. I ran to the track. Maybe he was near there. "Leo!"
"I'm stuck Skye!" He responded. I turned to his voice. He was under a large metal chunk. I ran to him and used all my strength to pull it off. It took some work, but I finally did it. I gasped. "What is it?" Leo asked.
"Nuthin" I lied. His leg was broken. I could see a little white peeking out from under his skin. I swallowed my vomit. "I'm gonna get help. What ever you do, don't move or look down." I got up and waved down the reporters. I instantly regretted my action. Tasha was report in gonna this.
She and a group of people with cameras came.
"My friend is hurt. We need an ambulance."
"Sky. . . Young lady, are you all right?" Tasha asked.
"I'm fine, my friend isn't."
"Why don't you tell us who you are?"
"I'm, uh, Victoria," I covered, jumping to my middle name for a cover. My friend d is Francis."
Sirens filled the air and an ambulance took Leo to the hospital.
We all finally returned to the lab. Tasha was boiling mad.
"Well, I'll let this one slide," she relented. "But no more missions!"
"Thanks," I smiled.
"Lets get some cocoa!" Leo shouted. He wheeled himself into an elevator. Yes, he was in a wheelchair for at least two months.
They all disappeared. "Ill be right up," I called after them. I looked at Chase.
"I'm sorry."
"It's fine," he replied, handing me an ice pack for my arm. It was bruised. I was just involved in a freaking explosion!
"I just didn't want to get hurt. With all my other boyfriends, they would go out with other girls and then dump me. I didn't want that to happen with us."
"It wouldn't have," Chase assured, hands on my waist. "I don't want to lose you that easily. He kissed me.
"I don't want to lose you that easily either."
so, what do you think of that? This was a major change in the ending. Disney should've had at least one person injured. Here isn't always a happy ending. Anywho, Chase is reunited. This legit happened to me, not the train and all, but the relationship thing. My boyfriend and I got into a fight. I'm gonna blame two girls for it. I ignored him for a whole week. We finally got back together when he explained the whole thing. I have been anticipating posting this for ages. FYI, I spent the time I should have been doing homework on this. Thank me. JK. Not about the homework. The thanking part. I'm gonna be up till two finishing up. I just had to update this for all you lovely readers.
I'm gonna rant a bit. Last Friday, I was talking with one of my friends about Lab Rats. They are the first person I've ever known personally to shit all over the series! Ugh! Okay, I'm done.
Tell me what you thought of the chapter. I always love to hear your reviews. Helpful criticism is welcome, along with your thoughts. Thank you so much for your support.
Can't wait for the next chapter!
Hang Tight! - Me ;)