A/N: I am soooooo sorry that I haven't updated this in, like, ever. I've been tied up with lots of school stuff and other such things, and I've had a somewhat large case of writers block. Hopefully though, now that i've started again, I'll start updating more often now. But for now, enjoy this chapter!
Siblings
Philip's POV
I groaned loudly as I slowly rose from the deep dark realms of sleep, it took me several minutes before I could mange to climb out of the depths of unconsciousness. I felt like shit, to put it lightly. In fact, it felt like I had been run over by an eighteen wheeler, dropped off the empire state building, and then been beaten to a pulp by the worlds best wrestlers and boxers. Yea, that sounds about right.
When I finally managed to open my eyes, I found Max and Fang staring at me with worry in their eyes. Well, Fang, not so much. I must look like shit too. If I looked anything like what I felt like, then I probably looked like I should be in the hospital-for-people-we-know-are-going-to-die-but-we-don't-want-them-to-know-that. Yea, that's the place.
"Hey," I said weakly to my two feathered friends, my voice sounded like shit. And what's wrong with my eyes? It looked like I was only seeing out of one eye, so I reached up and felt around my face to see if anything was there. I felt three rough, jagged scars running over my right eye and I cursed those damned Erasers with every foul word I could think of. They had blinded my dominant eye for god's sake! I turned and slammed my fist into the wall of my cage with all my might, surprisingly this blindness thing hadn't impaired my aim at all.
My thoughts were interrupted as two Whitecoats walked in scribbling on their clipboards, they were followed by several Erasers. One of them turned to the Erasers and spoke, completely ignoring us.
"Take this experiment down to the labs, we need to test him. He wasn't supposed to develop pyrokinesis from the transformation..." He muttered the last part to himself.
The Erasers eagerly moved towards me, they opened my cage and yanked me out with no regard to my personal well being. One of them slapped handcuffs on my wrists and two of them had guns out and pointed at me. The shoved me roughly out of the room and down the hallway, keeping their guns trained on me the entire time. After some time we had arrived at our apparent destination and one of the Whitecoats pulled out some keys and unlocked the door. The Erasers then shoved me through the door, into a place where I really didn't want to be right now, or ever for that matter. The Labs. Oh joy...
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The tests they did on me that day were not fun, and were very painful. They placed me in an incinerator just to see what would happen. Crazy damned scientists. They stuck me in a pool of ice cold water to see if it affected me, and they injected me with multiple things to see how they reacted with my system. Luckily for me, the fire in the incinerator didn't hurt me and the ice water didn't cause me any permanent damage. But by the time they tossed me back into my cage I was exhausted.
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When I woke up, I found Max and Fang staring at me worriedly again. Though, still, Fang wasn't really worried. I remembered that I hadn't told them anything about my fight with the Erasers and did a mental facepalm. How could I just forget something that big?
Just as I was about to mention all of this to my companions however, someone walked into the room through the only door. Someone in a white coat. Someone I recognized. My jaw dropped, and so did Max's.
"Dad?" we asked, at the exact same time.
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Max's POV
Over the past couple of years, after I had saved the world by bringing down Itex in Germany, I had grown a lot closer to Jeb. For one, I had actually started calling him Dad and not just Jeb. He was actually a pretty good father, not that I loved him or anything. Love was a strong word and I don't think what I had with Jeb was very close to that. Friendship, I think, was a better word. Jeb didn't live with my Mom and I or anything, and he was gone a lot, but we had grown much closer than we had been. With this in mind, it was quite a surprise when I saw him walk through the door to our "cage room." So he was working for Gentec now huh? That son of a bitch betrayed us again. Though, of course, my first reaction was to gape at him and ask him why the hell he was here. Of course, I was doubly surprised when Philip did the same thing.
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Philip's POV
My eyes snapped from staring at my father, Jeb Batchelder, to staring at Max. We both stared at each other for a couple minutes, gazes shifting from each other to Jeb and back again. Our mouths hung open like fish out of water. Neither of us could really believe what had just happened, it seemed as if we were siblings, though neither of us appeared to believe it. We both snapped out of our trance at the same time.
"He's your Dad?!?" we both said at the same time, again.
We both snapped our gazes back to Jeb and waited for an explanation,he looked between the two of us. Max was staring at him with surprise and disbelief, while my gaze was full of anger and frustration. He was my father!! And he was working for this company that experimented on helpless children?!? How could he do something like this?? I growled deep in my throat, I was really pissed of at him right now. Fang eyed me warily when I growled, I might be rash enough to do some very stupid things right now.
"Now, now, Philip," He said, "I have a perfect explanation for this."
"Oh yeah?!?" I nearly screamed, "And what might that be?!" What reason could he possibly have for doing this to these poor kids? For doing this to me?!?
"It's simple," He said in a confident voice, "You have to help Max save the world."
A/N: There you go! Hope that satisfies you until next time. And remember to review! They can only help me write faster!