Hey, I'm on FIRE!!! Finally im getting somewhere with this! I hope you've got it but just to make sure bold is tentacles, italics is Octavius and underlined italics is Jack.

The lizard ignored Octavius and Peter, staring more intently at Jack. He stared back unsure of what to do.

"I'm guessing he wants an apology?" he muttered. The lizard's orange eyes became slits. With lightning speed, what used to be Curt Conners lunged at Jack. All that would probably would have been left of him would be guts and blood if a certain someone hadn't rescued him with his smart arms.

"Let's leave, the doctor doesn't want to see us today..." Jack said. Another screech from the lizard. Its mouth was shut by a piece of web. Octavius looked at Peter. The boy looked back at him, his brown hair now a little damped with sweat, his eyes behind his glasses wide with fear.

"What have you done?" he heard Peter whisper. Great, another guilty action to weigh down his conscience.

"Hey! Any blame goes directly to me!" yelled Jack, shaking his fist at Peter. "I did this to the guy so you'll blame me for everything! Got that?" Peter seemed taken aback. Octavius noted the hesitation and quickly clambered out the way they came in.

Hey, Doc?

What is it Jack?

Um, sorry for doing that to your pal, I uh... yea.

Octavius gave a small nod of appreciation but didn't say anything. Which made Jack feel even guiltier. Behind them they heard Peter, who had quickly changed into Spiderman (how he did it they weren't sure), fight the lizard. Horrible shrieks were heard, indicating that Dr. Conners wasn't winning. That or he did those noises when he was enjoying his meal. The pair finally exited the University, going back to their lair with the police right behind them.

Kimiko sat on her bed. Her blue eyes were wide with shock, brimming with tears. Her hands clutched a newspaper clipping, the picture of a smiling man. A knock at the screen door of her room was heard. She looked up, just in time to see her friends and sensei appear at the door.

"What is it?" she said, her voice breaking.

"We just came to see if you are okay..." said Omi. His eyes were directed to the floor to hide the tears that were rolling down his cheeks. Behind him Clay, the Dragon of Earth, stood with shoulders slumped his own look clouded with grief. He happened to know the smiling man in the newspaper, also known as Mr. Tohomiko.

"Young dragon, we are truly sorry about happen to your father..." sighed her sensei, a tall, greying man called Master Fung. His grey eyes looked with concern at Kimiko, who's eyes were studying the floor again. When she looked up again, they were narrowed in anger.

"He killed him... he KILLED my dad!" Kimiko said, starting first as a whisper then into a shout. The boys flinched at her anger. Sure she's the Dragon of Fire (which means her temper bests any volcano world wide) but to kill?

"Isn't that a bit extreme? For you I mean." Kimiko looked hurriedly at the new person in the doorway. It was her friend Raimundo, the Dragon of Wind.

"Rai, I'm going to do anything it takes to make sure that he doesn't get away with this! He may have escaped the governments eyes but we have always found where he hides! And I'll do it again!" she snarled, getting up from her bed. They all took a small step back.

"Young dragon! Revenge isn't always the best option. Think carefully." warned Master Fung.

"I'm sure of what I'm going to do..." whispered Kimiko, staring down at the floor again. She looked at Master Fung's face, her tears dried up. "Can I please get some shen-gun-wu?"

"The shen-gun-wu may assist you but they will not be used as a murder weapon. Nor will any of the other monk will help." he answered, casting his eyes over the other dragons.

"But Master! He's a dangerous criminal! Kimiko needs all the help she can get!" exclaimed Clay.

"No, I need to do this myself." sighed Kimiko, trying to recuperate her thoughts. She gave Clay a small smile of appreciation but there was no feeling in it. "I might get you guys in trouble anyway." She walked past them. They made way for her to past before following after her. Raimundo stayed behind, looking at the newspaper article. Next to the picture of Mr. Tohomiko, was the picture of his murderer. It was slightly blurred but the black trench coat, black trousers, the red hair and red eyes against the pale face could be seen clearly. He gave a grimace at the picture before leaving the room. All this happened five days ago.

Jack and Octavius finally arrived at the warehouse. They had managed to avoid the police and Spiderman, so now they could comfortably rest. But from what had happened in the University labs, there was instead an uncomfortable silence.

I really messed up didn't I? sighed Jack, his thought directed at the tentacles so Octavius couldn't hear him.

You didn't mess up! It was an honest mistake. reassured the lower right actuator

He could've done worse... snorted the upper right.

You have a problem against me?

No. snorted the upper right again. Actually yes. You have caused our Father lots of pain. You delay his plans.

Oh shut up. You'll never know how to have fun. Do we always have to pressure Father to do things? snapped the upper left.

What are you talking about?

Jack flinched as Octavius voice thought pierced through his mind. It sounded tired and angry, showing Jack that was how Octavius felt. The upper right immediately directed his head towards him. Jack couldn't hear what they were saying since the thoughts weren't directed at him. He couldn't see Octavius expression either. Jack gave a nervous gulp and instead occupied himself in observing the rat ghosts that floated around the warehouse. Most looked a bit squashed from the frequent smashing of the lower left tentacle who had got into the habit of killing the rodents. A sigh from Octavius caused Jack to look up again. The doctor was shaking his head, possibly from a headache which Jack felt. It soon ebbed away as Octavius turned around to face Jack again.

"I know you didn't mean to," he said, a small smile on his face "It must have been that liquid in the test tube that did it. Guess I'm used to friends and family being turned into monsters or die."

No it means that God has a bad sense of humour... chuckled the lower right.

"That means I'm forgiven?" asked Jack. Octavius nodded. The upper right said otherwise.

What?! This human challenged you to a stupid game, caused you more pain, delayed your plans, made fools out of the other actuators, turned your best friend into a green reptile and you forgive him?! Where is the logic?! The three other actuators stared at its sibling. The upper left gave it a mighty whack across the head, telling it to shut up. The upper right seemed dazed from this and obediently closed its mouth and lowered it.

"Much better," complimented Jack "Good thinking Number Two!" The upper left looked extremely proud of itself.

"As long as they don't start fighting amongst each other it's fine," sighed Octavius "Let's go get lunch but no more McDonalds!" Jack nodded and quickly went to fetch his taser. The doctor smiled and grabbed his hat.

Chase Young looked below at the speeding cars. His amber eyes narrowed and walked away from the edge of the tall building he stood upon.

"Jack Spicer is somewhere in this city..." he muttered to himself. He shut his eyes trying to sense Jack's pulsating soul but it was no use. There were far too many people in the city for Spicer to be found. Chase sighed. He would have to find him manually. He jumped down from the building just to land on another, more lower one. He continued jumping from building to building, always on the lookout for stray eyes. It was critical no one saw a man dressed in olive green armour, jumping around. It would be embarrassing and a waste of time. He finally touched the ground in a dark alley way. Trash was all around him but he managed to ignore the smell. His head peered around the corner but quickly he brought it back into the shadows. Too many people. He muttered ancient swear words then concentrated on a simple hologram spell. Immediately, his armour was replaced by a black business suit, minus the tie. He stepped out of the shadows and into the streets.

"Now, where would Jack Spicer be?" Chase mumbled. Labs maybe, University maybe, cafe, likely, kidnapped possible. Sigh, too many choices. But luck seemed to be on his side. Out of the corner of his eye, a certain red head sat outside a crowded cafe reading a newspaper. Chase smiled and turned around to face the direction of his target. He raised his eyebrow as he noticed that Jack was also talking to a man wearing a large olive green trench coat over black trousers. He sat opposite Jack with the chair turned around. Chase heard their conversation.

"This newspaper gets all the facts wrong! I mean, everyone thinks that Spiderman is a menace when in FACT! No wait, they are right he is a menace..."

"To us." finished the man, taking a sip of his coffee. Chase slowly approached them. None took notice until Chase was right near the table. He swore he heard a mechanical clicking but ignored it.

"Hello Jack." Chase said. Jack looked at him with surprise and fear. The man however looked at him with a raised eyebrow. Chase looked at the man. He could see him better now. He wore dark sunglasses and had dark brown hair that couldn't be tamed.

"And you?" answered Chase.

"Dr. Octavius."

"You don't look like a doctor to me." Beneath his coat, the actuators quivered with rage. How dare he insult their father? Chase heard a mechanical clicking again. What was it?

"What do you want?" hissed Jack, recuperating his thoughts and directing a glare at Chase's amber eyes.

"Answers," Chase said simply, grabbing a nearby chair

"What do you know about the Soul Gem?" he continued, getting straight to the point.

"The what?" Chase looked at Jack again. The teenager looked confused.

"Then you know nothing of it?"

"If it's a shengunwu, I did nothing. I don't go after them anymore." Jack answered simply, leaning back on his chair.

Who is this?

A very dangerous guy by the name of Chase Young

Jack's hand had twitched as he heard Octavius's voice in his head. And Chase noticed. Damn his tiger reflexes. "Now why did your hand twitch Spicer?" Chase asked, his mouth curving into a wicked smile.

"Am I not allowed to twitch?" answered Jack, grabbing his newspaper again. He didn't even get to read the first line when it was immediately torn away by Chase's hand.

"You aren't acting like yourself lately." growled Chase. His other hand shot out, his fingers curling around Jack's throat. "What is your plan Spicer?!" yelled Chase. He stood up dragging Jack with him.

"I would advise you stop."

Chase looked down on Dr. Octavius. The doctor continued to drink his coffee. Chase heard mechanical clicking again, this time louder.

"He happens to be my... nephew." continued Octavius, somewhat reluctant to admit.

"Congratulations, you are the first in the whole Spicer family to actually care about Jack!" retorted Chase, continuing to strangle Jack. Octavius could feel the lack of air in his own throat. He sighed again, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Put him down."

Then Chase, sounding completely out of character said: "Make me."

The machanical clickings grew even louder. Suddenly screams where heard from behind Chase, causing him to turn around. He faced four huge pincers the size of his head, maybe bigger. The all emitted a strange red light from the centre. They swayed in front of him like snakes ready to strike.

"What the..." was all Chase managed to say when one of the pincers grabbed him, making him let go of Jack. The tentacle shook him hard before flinging him towards the wall. He hit it, causing rubble to fall on him. Another tentacle grabbed Jack before he hit the ground.

"What took you so long uncle?" grinned Jack.

"I'm not your freakin' UNCLE!!!"

Suddenly, Chase burst from the rubble. He wore his green armour again and his face bore a look of anger. He started changing into his green lizard form. His jaw grew out and filled with sharp teeth. Technically he looked like Curt Conners transformation except he wasn't acting like a wild animal... yet.

"Well Spicer, you certainly have a lot to tell me..." Chase hissed. Octavius stood up, his actuators rearing their heads around him. Jack looked at Chase with humour. He knew that Octavius obviously had the upper hand. Four of them.

"What another lizard?"

Everyone looked up to see Spiderman. The super hero was attached to a lampost, looking down on them.

"You beaten Conners?" asked Jack.

"No he is still running around as a lizard!" snapped Spiderman "What's with you and creating human lizards?!"

"Oh no this guy has been a lizard for a long time." reassured Jack.

"Excuse me who is this guy?" asked a perplexed Chase lizard.

"Okay!" yelled Octavius "Guy in red tights is Spiderman, teenage Goth beside me is Jack, I'm Dr. Octavius and he is Chase Young! The people around us are innocent civilians. Hit them and get bonus points!"

"Really?"

"No."

"So who is that guy?" asked Chase, pointing at Dr. Conners.

"Oh that's Dr. Conners." answered Spiderman. The group suddenly went silent as the huge, green lizard that was previously Dr. Conners walked on all fours in the middle. It looked carefully at the villians and super hero before locking eyes with Jack.

"Not good."