The Incredible Future The Next Generation
Chapter 5
As soon as dinner finished, Bobby and Lewis returned upstairs to Bobby's room. They were no where near to figuring out how to get Lewis back. They didn't have many ideas, all the ideas they thought of had down sides to them.
Charging the device was close to complete. Hopefully by tomorrow he will be able to finish Invisigirl once and for all. All his other plans had failed, but this time he was not. He had to admit, he was getting much better at inventing. So far nothing has failed. He only had to fix the remote, but it was not his fault that it broke, it was the kid from earlier. He managed to fix it and now he all he had to do was let it finish charging. Soon she and her excuse of a husband will no longer exist. Suddenly he heard this strange whizzing sound. He turned to the charger and it was malfunctioning. No he thought. His inventions seemed to be have been working fine lately and now it starts to go funny and it was the invention that was most important to him. He pushed all the buttons on his computer and everything, but it became to late when he heard the loud boom. The whole thing was blown to smithereens. It was all over. Now what was he suppose to do?
"You see little Lewis, miss Violet was not born in the future, she was actually born in the past. She ended up here because she became cryogenically frozen as a child and she was in there for thirty three years. Your older self saved her and if she stayed in there any longer she would have died."
This had caught his attention. His camera bot was a genius. It was one of his working inventions. He had sent it to the Robinson house to spy on them to discover some unknown secrets or weaknesses and well he got a way to erase all their existence. It was that Cornelius Robinson who was the father of her husband and it was him who had saved her. If he destroyed his younger self than both those two will be erased. It was the perfect plan.
"Ow!" screamed Bobby as he fell to the ground. He had just felt a strong shock on the back of his neck. He rubbed it and he felt nothing, but it still stung.
"You okay?" asked Lewis.
Bobby got up rubbed the back of his neck once more and replied "Yeah I'm fine."
"Ok whatever you say."
Lewis knew he lied. That didn't seem like a normal shock. Usually people just did a simple ow and forget about it. Bobby however kept rubbing the back of his neck. Maybe it was a supers thing that he didn't seem to understand. Then he heard C.A.R.L. bursting through the door and running into Bobby.
"You gotta hide him now!" he yelled. " Your father is here and he's coming upstairs, he's surely going to recognise him!" he shouted pointing to Lewis.
"Bobby." it was Violet and she had her head popping out from the side of the door.
All three of them had worried looked on their faces. They were sure that Wilbur would be right behind her.
"Hey your father's home and maybe you might want to introduce your friend." she said.
Bobby struggled to find an answer. "maybe later." he shrugged and hoped that she would go away.
She eyed him and then said "Well too late, he's already here." and then Wilbur came in the room.
Bobby felt everything around him melt and he felt himself get heavier on the inside.
Wilbur entered his son's room and when he looked at everyone in the room and he stopped at a boy with a baseball cap and glasses. His expression dropped. It couldn't be could it?
"Lewis!" he said suddenly and hoped that he was wrong.
The boy nodded. It was what he feared.
"Wait, by Lewis do you mean your father's name when he was younger?" asked Violet.
"The very one." sighed Wilbur.
They both turned to bobby with an angry look on their faces.
"Bobby tell me it wasn't you?" said Violet.
"Well…yes and no." he answered.
"What do you mean by that?" asked Wilbur.
"You see…I had no intention of doing it. Lately my powers haven't been working properly and he was bought here by accident."
They looked at him confused and It was Violet who ended the awkward silence.
"Why didn't you tell us any sooner?"
"Because I didn't think it was a big deal until now." he answered.
"How many times has this sort of thing happen?"
"Only once before, remember when Helena and I played hide and seek a few days ago?"
"Yes…" said Violet thinking back to that moment.
"That was the first time it happened and it didn't happen again…until earlier today."
Both Wilbur and Violet looked at each other.
"If you say that your powers aren't working than how are we suppose to bring him back?" asked Wilbur gesturing over to Lewis.
Violet sighed. She knew her answer wasn't going to make things feel any better. She wasn't even sure if it was going to help. "We have to tell your father."
"My father?" asked Wilbur puzzled. "How can he help?"
"I don't know, but it involves him and maybe he might figure something out."
"He doesn't even know about Bobby's powers."
"Then I guess we have to tell him." said Violet leaving the room.
Wilbur sighed and followed behind her.
Bobby fell on his bed and groaned.
"I am so dead after this."
"Well maybe if you had listen to me about telling them, maybe we wouldn't be in this mess." said C.A.R.L.
He didn't have any comment on that and he just turned to the side.
Cornelius was working up late fixing a broken invention. He had just finished and he was off on his way to bed, when he suddenly heard his phone ring. Who could be calling at this late hour? He thought. He came over and picked up the phone.
"Hello." he answered.
"hey dad, sorry for calling you this late." it was Wilbur on the other end. he wondered why he called. He also became worried. Wilbur didn't have any enthusiasm in his voice like he always did when he called, that was because he always had good news to tell them.
"It's alright, is there something wrong?" he asked.
"Yeah, it's Bobby."
"Why? What's wrong with him?"
"Just come over here in the morning."
"Okay I will." he said.
"Thanks." he said and he hung up.
He looked down at the phone in his hand. What could be so urgent that Wilbur needed him. It also worried him that his grandson was involved too. He put the phone down and headed straight for bed.
He had been sitting there for a while now. He wasn't sure how long, but it had felt like a long time. He got up and started wondering around the house. Violet's family had left ages ago. He came across a room that he had not seen before. He entered and it seemed to be a little girl's room. It was Helena's room. He came over to her little bed and saw her fast asleep in it. Just by looking at her he felt a pain of guilt. If he couldn't get back home to his own time she wouldn't exist. She was so young to lose her existence. He left the room. He didn't want to feel it any more. Downstairs didn't help this sickening feeling he was having. He found Wilbur sitting on one of the couches. It was strange to see him much older than he was. He was only thirteen when he last saw him (only a year older than he was), now he looked old enough to be his own dad.
"Can I help you?" he asked.
Lewis didn't realise that he had turned around. "Oh…uh…sorry." he said looking down. Wilbur raised his eyebrow at him.
He walked over and sat on a chair near him. He then saw Violet who was fast asleep with her head resting on Wilbur's lap. Wilbur was stroking her long hair.
"Is it true that she's from the past?" he asked.
"Hmmm." Wilbur looked up at him. "Yes."
It felt so awkward for him talking to Wilbur and he could tell that he felt the same way to.
"It's getting late." yawned Wilbur. He got up and carefully carried Violet.
"C.A.R.L.!" he called softly.
"Yes sir." he answered.
"Help Lewis out." he ordered.
"Sure." he said.
Wilbur walked up to the stairs slowly as not to drop Violet. She looked fragile that if he dropped her she would break into a million tiny pieces.
"Come on little Lewis." called C.A.R.L.
Lewis followed him to a transporter tube and they arrived in a small, but still very large room (well it was bigger than his old room at the orphanage).
"Here you go." said C.A.R.L. passing him some clothes.
"Hey do you think Wilbur's changed a lot?" asked Lewis.
"Well if you ask me, I think he can still be a bit childish at times. But that is rarely." he answered. He went up the transporter tube and was gone.
Lewis was left alone in the bedroom. He got dressed in the pyjamas C.A.R.L had given him and he got into the bed. It felt warm and it made falling asleep much faster and easier for him.