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A/N: Thanks so much to JuliaJulz, purplecharmed200 and spooky jaz, AllAmericanSlurp, MilkshakeWarTune and paquiot899 for their reviews! Thanks to paquiot899 for favoriting and follwoing this story. :)

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Douglas sighs as he looks at Tasha glaring at him.

"Donnie why did you marry this...woman?" He asks seeing her glare intensify a lot more.

"Alright please tell me how on earth did you meet Beatrice?" Donald quickly asks, not wanting to see his wife fight Douglas when he is clearly injured. As well as avoid getting on her bad side.

"We meet at this-" Douglas starts.

"Therapy session" Leo finishes for him, feeling comfortable that he is in chains and with his parents. All he received was a dirty look.

"No! We meet at this inventors convention where geniuses like me go to explore prototypes that can help gain a lot of money."

"That is even worse. That gives you more tools to do evil." Leo says.

"I am not evil! I just want to seek revenge against your father as well as gain money from all my hard work. I am not trying to gain world domination-"

"Yet." Leo points out.

"Leo stop interrupting. I want to hear this." Tasha tells him while holding her boys together as far away from Douglas as she can without missing a word he is saying.

"Thank you please don't interrupt the only person who still has some things to contribute to society." Douglas grins. Tasha only smiles politely, which causes Donald to worry.

"Alright then", he continues, believing he had won.

Flashback

Douglas was walking past the exhibit of an invention that could mimic people, animals, machines etc.

A useful machine but not something he needed right now.

He hadn't made an invention but that was because he feared Donnie would take his ideas and make it into something better. Even though Donnie hadn't yet but that doesn't mean he won't in the future. In this cruel, cruel world only the manipulative people could survive and become wealthy. That was his dream ever since he was a little town, in a poor family.

He examined the next invention that instantly captures his attention. An complete suit that can camouflage people. Interesting.

He saw the creator behind it, momentarily surprised it is a woman. He shaked his head reminding himself that women can do the same things men can. (Something his mother always said).

She noticed she was being watched a few seconds later. Douglas was pleased to see that she seemed clever and alert and not the brainy, awkward type.

"I see you are appreciating my creation." She smiled politely though Douglas could see she was not quite happy to see him.

"Interesting approach to how use how chameleons change color thanks to having transparent skin on the outer layer while they have various types of colored pigments underneath that are wired to the central nervous system allowing the signals to force specific colors to appear on the skin."

"I see I may have underestiamted you, Mr..."

"Douglas Davenport." He extended his hand out.

The woman smiled and shaked his hand. "Beatrice Quinn."

Please review! I was hoping to extend it but got stuck a bit.