An arena was opened, a boy was thrown into. He had difficulty to stand in his feet. A door was opened and a huge muscle man came out. Chase faced him. "Well, it's you vs Ronan. If you win, you will have your freedom. If you lose, well if you lose you, you will die instantly." Chase did not hear Sebastian. His mind was the victory against the man.
Ronan made his first move by throwing Chase. He crushed on the wall in pain. Instantly, he used his molecular kinesis and brought the man closer. "You can't beat me." Ronan yelled. Sebastian looked at them laughing. "Never." Chase answered. He immediately activated his override app knowing that using two abilities at the same time would destroy him. He did not care though. He would be free. He threw Ronan away and fell unconscious. "NO!" was the last he heard before falling into darkness.
Bree started coming around. "What happened?" She asked looking at her brothers curious, holding her head.
"Sebastian hurt all of us and now he has Chase. Big D is on his way to save him." Leo replied.
"No, we have to go there!" Bree screamed and sat up.
"No, Bree! You were badly injured. I am sure that Mr. Davenport will find him."
"I have to find my brother. I can't lose him. I just can't." Another voice was heard. It was Adam.
Bree and Leo stared. They felt bad of being in an infirmary unable to do anything in order to help their brother. A couple of minutes later, Matt got inside. "Bree,you are awake." He sighed in relief. "I need to check your injuries." Bree nodded and Matt put his hands on her stomach first. She whinced in pain. "It's okay. You are doing great." The doctor smiled.
"Sir, how long is Chase going to last without his medicine?" Adam asked. At first Matt hesitated to answer but he had no choice. "He won't make it throught the night. I am sorry."
His eyes were opened for a little while. He was now on a hospital bed inside a room connected to machines. Everything seemed so peaceful and safe until his ex friend walked in the room. Unfortunately, the pain was unbereable. He could not stand it. "Why don't just let me die?" Chase whispered crying.
"I told you that you will suffer."
"You got what you wanted. Just let me leave this world in peace. You promised."
"Young Chasey, you think after all I've been through because of you, I would just let you go like that? As long as you are in my hands, you will suffer like no ever human being has suffered before." Sebastian whispered to him and pulled a knife out of his pocket. "This, Chase is your punishment for today." He cut Chase's arm. He screamed in pain. He felt too exhausted after this. The blood started falling on the ground. Chase felt himself fading. He closed his eyes again, hoping that this moment would be his last.
Mr. Davenport walked into a destroyed city full of ruins and people who beeped for help. He saw a young boy sitting on the ground, whimpering. "Hey, little boy. What's going on here?"
"The-The leader is here. You need to go."
"Who?" The older man asked.
"Sebastian." The boy seemed scared. Actually terrified.
"I will get you out of here. Now, I want you to tell me if you saw any injured boy around here?"
The boy shook his head. Donald stood up, grabbed the boy's hand and left together.
Chase was in the room, thinking. He was still weak after all the drugs he had been received. He stood up slowly knowing that Sebastian was out, removed all the cables except his IV and walked out of the room. There were many doors and windows where you could see inside. The stunning sight was the one of him. The boy who died that night, their lost brother. "Marcus?" He whispered.