A/N: I am so sorry this took so long! See, I got sick last weekend, and then we had school all week, and I meant to update Friday night but I was at a WSU football game. We lost. :( I was going to update yesterday too, but it just didn't happen. So, I'm sorry this one is so short, I was just desperate to get it up.
CHAPTER SEVEN-
Adam stared in fear at his younger brother. Chase straightened, standing up taller than before. He jut his chin out and puffed up his chest as well. His eyes glinted maliciously and even Adam knew what that meant.
"Spike." Bree muttered, taking a step back.
Leo's eyes were wide. "Wait. So Spike was bad before. But what will he be like now that he has super-strength and super-speed?"
Before anyone could answer, Spike took a step towards Leo. He was obviously in a mood far worse than usual. "You talking about me, pipsqueak?" He growled, spitting a little.
Leo closed his eyes, grossed out. Slowly, he reached up and wiped the Spike saliva off of his face. Then he opened his eyes and began to back away from the crazed boy.
"Is it just me, or does he look more psychotic than usual?" Bree asked in an undertone.
"What was that, princess?" Spike raised his eyebrows.
Donald decided to take action. "Spike." He called.
Spike turned on him, flaring his nostrils. "Oh look. I didn't know scientists came in extra small." He taunted, looking down on Donald.
Donald gulped, trying to keep the fright off of his face. "Ch-Chase... Come on. I-I know you're in there."
Spike just let out a low growl. However, he did take a step back. Donald let out a sigh of relief as he began studying the room. Suddenly, a cruel smirk appeared on his face, causing them all to shudder. He looked at Adam and Bree, sneering. "You know what I've learned about Chase?" His eyes glinted mercilessly. "That we have all the same abilities." He cracked his knuckles. "So I can do this..." He zoomed across the room until he was right in front of Adam. "And this..." He lifted Adam up off the ground. "And this." Then he hurled the strong boy across the room. Adam let out a groan as he landed on the concrete floor.
Donald rushed over to his eldest son, worry in his eyes. Adam's eyes were closed. He didn't appear to be breathing. Donald gasped. Bree zoomed over, as did Leo.
"Adam..." Bree whispered.
Leo's dark eyes were big and full of tears. He looked up at Spike. "Why?" He asked angrily. "Why would you do this?"
"Adam, wake up." Mr. Davenport insisted, shaking his eldest son. "Wake up."
All of a sudden, Adam took a huge, shaky breath. He sat up, rubbing his eyes. He frowned as he saw that everyone was crying. "Why are you guys so upset?"
"Adam!" Bree squealed, hugging him. "We thought you were dead!"
Adam just laughed. "Nah. It'll take a lot to crack this hard head." He assured them, knocking on it as to demonstrate.
They all turned to Spike, everyone but Adam looking furious. "You could've killed him!" Donald yelled.
"That was the idea." Spike let out a low, merciless laugh. Then he sped across the room and snatched up the red watch that was lying on the floor. Pressing a few buttons, a ring was emitted.
Bree stared at him. "Chase." She pleaded. "I know you're in there. Come on. Please!"
He just laughed. "Not gonna happen, sweetheart." He told her.
"Hello? Chase?" Douglas' voice came from the watch.
"Nope." Spike told him.
Douglas was silent for a second. "Spike?" He sounded scared. "Oh please tell me you're on my side."
"Well I'm definitely not helping these pansies."
"Yes!" Douglas cheered. "Yes, yes, yes! In your face, Donald!" He cleared his throat, and lowered his voice, clearly trying to sound more professional. "I mean, excellent. Meet me in Tokyo. I'll send the location to your chip."
Spike pressed the button that ended the conversation. Then he smirked at everyone surrounding him. From Bree's bitter expression, to Adam's confused one, to Leo's angry one, to Donald's furious one. Their fury seemed to delight him. He grinned at them, obviously proud of himself. "I'll see you later, knuckleheads." There was a muffled beeping noise as the location arrived in Chase's chip. Spike blinked and, clearly connecting the location to his super-speed, smirked.
And then he was gone.
He sped out of the room, and within five minutes, was at the lab in Tokyo. Douglas stood in front of it, an anxious look on his face. It was clear he had been concerned that his brother was tricking him into giving up his location. When he saw Spike, he let out a sigh of relief.
"Hello Spike." Douglas greeted. "Great to have you on the team."
Spike let out what sounded similar to a lion's roar. He looked at the rundown gardenshed and punched it. Douglas' eyes widened as he stared at the hole that his son's alter-ego had just punched through his reinforced steel walls. He gulped but shook his head.
"I can pay to have that fixed." He smiled. "I'll just hack into one of Donny's bank accounts. Now... Let's go inside."
Spike punched the wall again and Douglas grimaced.
"I already have a door, Spike. No need to make your own."
Spike glared at him and Douglas took a step back in fear.
"Or go ahead and make your own door. Whatever makes you feel more at home." He chuckled nervously. He was glad to have Spike on his side, as if he was, technically so was Chase, but Spike was such a loose cannon. It was nerve-racking working with him. He walked around to the door, and entered to see Spike already standing there, breathing heavily. His eyes showed aggression, which made Douglas want to cry.
They stood there in silence until Spike finally spoke. "I want to crush them." He growled.
Douglas' eyes widened. "W-What?"
Suddenly Spike paled. "Uh-oh..." He muttered.
Then his head lolled to the side. Douglas stared at him in shock as his head rose, showing an afraid, vulnerable expression.
"M-Mr. Davenport?" Chase asked in confusion. "What just happened?"
A/N: Okay! What do you guys think? I was afraid this one was a little rushed, but I think it turned out okay. Tell me what you think via review! Oh, and thank you so much to those who already reviewed, favorited, or followed! I read through my comments, and most people were tied between Douglas and Donald. However, those who weren't tied pretty much all chose Douglas except a few. So Douglas won! I'm going to choose not to say who I prefer, but if you ask I'll answer. One more thing: What did you guys think of my depiction of Spike? Please let me know!
Sorry for the long Author's Notes. Thank you guys for reading! I wouldn't be writing if it wasn't for you.
