A/N: Thank you so much to everyone for your support. Sorry the last update was a little off. I had a few complicated days last week. In fact, all of last week was complicated, but let's not get into that.
I will now have more time to work on fics, so I'm changing the updates day to monday, wednesday and Friday starting today. I hope you are still enjoying this story, and thank you so much for your comments. Your support truly makes my day.
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Jack flew back home on his jet, after having barely avoided the brunt of the explosion. He had to figure out what made those things explode so bad. It was useful, but now he would be needing all the knowledge he could get. Chase had looked downright murderous when Omi let him out of the Sphere.
He hit the steering wheel of his jet. Omi. Of all that could have gone wrong in his plan, it was the fact that he had decided to listen to fucking Omi of all people.
'This isn't you! What are you becoming?!' he had asked.
Becoming? What a stupid question. This is who he was. An evil boy genius. Well, not really a boy now. He would have to take that out of his title. Just evil genius from now on.
His hands shook. He was so pumped full of terror and adrenaline, he felt sick.
But at least he had gotten Wuya, who was trapped in the sealed Heylin box that Jack had prepared for him. He had designed it to work by the same principles as the puzzle box that she had been trapped in. He had also designed one for Chase, but when he tried to plan for how to get him inside it, he realized there was no way he could ever get Chase to get inside it. No, the Sphere of Yun was the only thing that could realistically contain him for long enough until he had sent him to the Yin Yang world.
Because there was no way he could leave him anywhere on earth. No, he would be tempted to gloat, to admire him, to talk to him. And then he would be doomed. Absolutely doomed.
He took several deep breaths until he arrived back home. He saw the lights of the house on, and had a paranoid thought that maybe Chase was already waiting for him inside. But then he saw the bodyguards in the garden, and the family helicopter on the back, and realized his parents must be home. He wasn't ready to face any more family fights, though. He wanted to sleep so badly. Sleep and not think about what exactly he had done.
He landed his mini jet, and jumped out of the cockpit. His mom's assistant Sarah came running out of the house.
"Mr. Spicer! I have been looking everywhere for you!" she shouted, crying. "Quick, you have to come with me to London. Your father is in the hospital!"