Krane. The evil man sneaked into the lab threatening my three bionic children. He threw Bree on the wall knocking her unconscious. Adam threw him in a hole and Chase helped his sister.

I decided it was time to take action. I raised up my gun and ran into the lab and blast Krane.

"Hey kids. Go to see you." I greeted proud of myself.

"I thought, I finished you." Krane said standing up.

"Yeah, that's what I wanted you to think. I am getting pretty good of faking my own death."

"Good Luck faking your way… around this." He screamed and threw a blast at me causing me to fall on the ground with the gun away from me.

I was about die. Nobody could save me right now. Suddenly, the unexpected happened. My youngest son stepped in front of me and took the blast.

Chase fell on the floor without moving while Krane dissapear from our sight. I looked around and noticed that Bree was awake, crying in Adam's lap.

I approached my son when Donnie got in and gasped at the sight. "Chase." He yelled as he kneeled down on him. "What did you do?"

"It wasn't me. It was Krane."

"Stop lying."

"He's not." Adam insisted trying to protect me. I did not know why, but he did. "Krane was ready to hurt Douglas and he stepped in front of him.

My brother did not answer, he just checked our son's pulse and wound. Chase's face was pale, his limp body stayed there unmoving for long till Donald took action.

He picked him up and carried him all the way to the infirmary of the house. He hooked him up in machines and IV cables and scanned his injuries one by one.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"You did enough. You can leave now."

"I am not leaving my son."

"You should think about that before you cooperate with this mad man. There's nothing I can do. Chase is going to die." He admitted with tears all over his face, in a mournfull tone.

"No, there must be something." I keep saying again and again.

"No, Douglas. It's over. I am sorry. I'll go tell the kids."

He left the room without glancing at me not even once.

I could not let my son die like this. I knew I had to take action as soon as possible.

Leaving the lab and not taking a peek at none of them, I headed to Krane's old lair in hopes to find him there.

"KRANE?" I screamed at the top of my lungs when his shadow appeared in front of me like a ghost.

"Look who came back. I am sorry for your little baby, your little hero." He mocked making me more angry than it should be. "What do you want from me?"

"I need you to save my son."

"That's never gonna happen. It was his choice to protect you. Now get out from here before I hurt your family more." He yelled and litterally kicked me out of the place.

Once again, I was alone without a plan, with my son taking his last breath slowly and painfully.

After hours of thinking, I came into a dead end, when it suddenly hit me. Max. My best friend from Med school, well before I quit.

I called him and explained the situation as quickly as I could. He told me that we must get Chase to him as soon as possible.

That's what I did. Yeah, call me a kidnapper or an evil psycho scientist, however this time the reason was serious and his injury almost fatal.

I placed Chase inside the helicopter gently and I took my seat too. That was the beggining of my illegal adventure.

While I had turn the autopilot on, I turned back and noticed Chase's chest. It was not rising up and down, like always and I panicked. I crawled in the back and observed that he was not breathing. I immediately started CPR till I managed to bring him back. "Hold on, my boy. Do it for daddy."

It took a while to land, but as soon as I did, there were a couple of doctors waiting for us, a strecher and Max. I ran to his side and put my son on the strecher. He was rushed inside and I stayed out standing still with the glances of people I took revenge from back in my evil days.

"Come on, let's go inside."

When we walked into the building, I noticed some familiar figures. Donnie, Tasha and the kids. My heart dropped to my feet not from fear, for shame.

"What are they doing here?" I asked.

"I had to call them. I was informed about your past Douglas. It was essensial to make sure that you would not kill anyone." He answered me and got lost behind the two large doors of the hall.

I approached him looking at the ground. "Hello." I said. He just hugged me tight whispering "sorry" in my ear, crying like a young kid.

"It's going to be okay. He is strong. He will pull through, even if he does not I will be there for you." I tried to comfort him.

We waited for hours till Max came out in a blank expression. You could never figure out what was in his mind.

"How is he?" We inquired.

"Look, Chase was suffered multiple injuries from the blast causing some tissues to destroy and some organs to be damaged."

"Which means?" Adam said.

"His right lung has collapsed and there's nothing we can do about unless someone transplants his own. We have to wait for the right person."

"No, no, is there something else, you can do?" Bree told him.

"I am afraid not. You can go visit him though. It would be nice for him to feel company."

My children and Tasha walked towards Chase while my brother and I left behind.

"What's really going on?" I asked.

"He won't survive the night. I am sorry."

We both nodded with bitterness all over our faces and joined the others in his room.

Talking to him, made us feel better even though some of us knew.

After an hour, I was left alone with him. I watched as he heartbeat started to decrease minute by minute.

"Chasey, before you go, I want to tell you that I love you son. I am sorry for the trouble I caused you. I love you man." That was my last words before he flatlined. I closed my eyes holding his hand when I fell someone shaking me.

My eyes slashed opened and everything was blurry at first. I quickly adjusted my vision and noticed that I was laying down on a couch.

"What the…?" I mumbled and heard voices.

"Douglas, finally, you woke up." Donnie exclaimed.

"Where is Chase?" I yelled sitting up.

"He is sleeping."

"Is he okay?"

"Yes, apart from some bruises from saving you."

"But he died and I was with him." I admitted in terror.

"Douglas it was a dream. Relax. He stepped next to you and activated his forcefield. You passed out later."

"Uff. Why did you bring me here?"

"You are my brother, Douglas. I would never leave you injured."

"Thanks." I told him, smiling and he hugged me. Finally, I had taken my brother back.

Another Chapter is over. This one is dedicated to LRLover444 who suggested it. You will have a new one tomorrow if I don't end up in the hospital tonight. Love ya!

~The Fourth Bionic~