Thread:Duggie Davenport/@comment-7180588-20160904000305

  

'''Note: Hey guys, this is my (Oliver McFly’s) fic now! My apologies to Susz, for I had to replace many of her lines to make it seem like Chase had some brain damage. It’s still an RP, though. Susz’s lines are given to Skylar as well. '''

  

“ Bree, it’s all my fault Kaz is evil!” Oliver complained, as he, Bree, and Skylar-who was recovering from the Calderanian Flu-sat down in their living room “No it’s not, Oliver.” Bree assured him. “He wasn’t himself.”

“But Bree, when you claimed he wasn’t himself, he assured us he was himself.” Oliver protested.

“That still doesn’t mean it’s your fault!” Bree argued.

Oliver began to think about whose fault it really was. One he’d decided, he yelled, “Bree, we should go get the Annilhilator! It's his fault!”

<span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“” <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I agree. Who do we have left of the Elite Force?” asked Bree, clearly dazed by all the events of the past two weeks.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Just you, me, and Skylar- but she's sick!” said Oliver. Douglas, who was still in charge of the team, stormed into the room, angrily screaming at Oliver, “ And me! What am I, chopped liver?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Sorry, Douglas!” Oliver quickly interjected. “ Douglas, don't be as evil as Kaz! I won’t neglect you!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “Uh, ok.” said Douglas, very confused as to what Oliver meant. “ Has anyone seen my gun?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Nope.” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Probably in your belt again.” said Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Um... check your shoe, Douglas.” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I seemed to have misplaced it. Ha ha, very funny.” Douglas sarcastically said.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“I know, Chase has it!” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Good idea, Oliver.” said Bree. “I will go check on him in the other day. How is the healing process, Douglas?” asked Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“We’re doing the best we can. If anything, Chase will suffer from hallucinations, sleepwalk, and get people mixed up with others.” said Douglas.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Wow, that’s wonderful, Douglas!” said Bree, her tone a mix of sarcasm and anger. “Let’s all go check on Chase.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Ok.” the others agreed. They arrived in the room.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Sabrina?” asked Chase, looking at Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“No, I’m Bree.” said Bree, noticing the huge bandage on Chase’s temples.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Don’t be silly, of course you’re Sabrina.” Chase laughed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Wait, you brought him back already?” asked Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Yeah.” said Douglas. “It’s supposed to be a surprise.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">Suddenly, Oliver noticed something strange about Douglas’ belt.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“Douglas, why's there a coffee bag in your belt?” asked Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"> “ <span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt: nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I need caffeine and coffee.” Douglas responded.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">That's disgusting.” said Chase.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“At least that part of him isn’t cracked.” Bree muttered.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I will check my waistband for my extra gun.” Douglas proclaimed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“No need, Douglas.” said Chase. “I have a gun here.” Douglas took it. Suddenly, Oliver, who was still trying to link the Annihilator stealing Skylar’s powers to Kaz becoming evil, exclaimed, “If Skylar hadn't lost her powers, Chase wouldn't have returned them!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“Honestly, I'm pretty sure Douglas's belt works in a similar mystical way as Gus's backpack.” Skylar joked, watching Douglas enlarge his gun and then take out the coffee bag.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“It does!” said Douglas, somewhat surprised Skylar had seen something this mystical before.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">And I wouldn't have gotten mad at Chase and…” Oliver began to continue, only to suddenly change the subject. “ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#FF2500;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">I have to agree with you, Skylar.” he finished.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“What did I do this time, Kaz?” asked Chase.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">It's just that…if I hadn't made up with you, Kaz would be good.” Oliver responded. “And I’m Oliver!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Oh, boy. No fighting, this is the last thing we need to do right now!” Bree exclaimed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Great. So another thing that gets blamed on me and another person who claims they’re not who they really are. Aaah, it’s the Incapacitator!” shouted Chase, beginning to fight thin air.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“He does know that he’s hallucinating, right?” asked Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “ Tell him, and all will be okay.” Douglas answered. “Did you guys know I play rap in battle?”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">C'mon, I was neglecting Kaz, guys. We need to find him.” said Oliver, ignoring Douglas.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“To answer your question, Douglas, no.” said Bree. “And, to you, Oliver, don't worry, I got this. Yeah, we sure do need to find Kaz!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I bring rap albums in a specific pouch.” said Douglas.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Donald, you... rap?” asked Chase. “I’m a bit confused, since Krane is right behind you.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “I am Douglas, not Donald!” yelled Douglas. “ I put a tracker on Kaz. I rap. And you’re hallucinating!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“So, Douglas, where is Matchhead?” asked Oliver, hoping to get to the point.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold">  <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“According to my tracker, he is in Mission Creek. I use my own renditions to actual rap songs.” said Douglas, still jointly talking with Bree and Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Oh, so like covers?” asked Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Admittedly, Douglas, this is not the weirdest thing you've done. So... yeah, I'm gonna go with it.” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Ok, we'll find Matchhead.” said Oliver, answering Douglas.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “ That's not good.” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt: nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Wait, why is he right here in this room?” asked Chase, again hallucinating.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“He’s <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in"> not, you’ve gone mad.” said Oliver. “He’s in your hometown.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “I guess that’s worse, ok.” said Chase.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“I <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">t is not covers just my own version of raps and my raps I wrote.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">He is burning the house and school.” Douglas said to both Oliver and Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Wait... the house as in OUR house?” Bree asked, full of concern.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">No! Kira, Tasha, Leo…we need to save them!” yelled Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Yes.” said Douglas.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">Meanwhile, Kaz was <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">leaning against the Davenport House in Mission Creek, looking at a picture. It was of him and Oliver on their first day of high school. Tears welled up in Kaz’s eyes. Then, they evaporated as Kaz crumbled the picture up and burned it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold">Kaz then <span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt: nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">looked towards the house’s door before blasting fire at it, and burned a huge hole in it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">0000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">Back in Centium, the team was getting ready to find Kaz.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">He is on the way to our home.” said Douglas.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I think Leo's at the Academy, but Tasha and Kira are definitely at the house!” Bree agreed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#FF2500; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Bree, hurry!” yelled Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“What are we waiting for?! Let's go…catch that ginormous Marcus that is eating Oliver’s head!” said Chase. Everyone ignored him.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I'll fly Skylar there.” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“I’m much better.” said Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Alright, I'll speed Chase!” said Bree. “That’s good, Skylar.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Douglas <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">played rap all the way to Mission Creek. Oliver was carrying him too.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">This is my own rap I made.” Douglas commented as they rode through the skies.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“No, no, go faster, guys! We have to hurry!” said Bree. Oliver took time to make his own rap. , which went, “ We don't care. Faster. Smarter.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“That’s all wrong!” said Douglas, <span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt: nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold">  <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">playing his rap louder.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#FF2500; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Like I have ANY control over this, Sabrina.” said Chase, eyeing Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#FF2500;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“I am Bree!” yelled Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#FF2500;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“No, you’re Kaz! You must die!” yelled Chase. Their argument was interrupted by Douglas <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">playing a song about Mighty Med Hospital. When he was done, Douglas commented, “ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I will loop it!” Oliver then joined in, for a rap battle.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Guys! House. Burning. Little sister and mother inside.” Bree reminded the others. “I mean, FOCUS on that!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Right!” agreed Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Again, like I said. NO control.” said Chase.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“We will focus! And find Matchhead!” Oliver exclaimed.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">Finally, the team came to a stop in front of the house. “ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Okay, we're here.” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">Oliver banged on the door. “ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">Mrs. Davenport? Are you in there?” he asked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">At that very moment, Kaz was <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">holding Tasha in a chokehold, putting Fire close to her face.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt: nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">YES SHE'S IN THERE!” Bree projected quite loudly for no particular reason.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Tasha, you okay?” Douglas asked. He heard no answer, so he ran in, leaving the door wide open, so the others could see Tasha and Kaz.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“She has FIRE TO HER FACE!” yelled Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Don't move!” demanded Kaz.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“I have a <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in"> water blaster.” Douglas laughed maniacally.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Ok, Adam and I will put out the fire. Donald and Chase, find Leo.” said Chase.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“But you’re Chase, and that’s Oliver!” Bree insisted.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“I know that, I’m not dumb!” said Chase. Douglas blasted Kaz, and Oliver used ice to blast all around Kaz.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">What do I do, stand here?” asked Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#FF2500; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Be invisible, Bree.” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Or forget what I said all together.” said Chase. Douglas blasts Chase in the temple and knocks him out.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “Why did you do that?” asked Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “Because I want him to get back to normal.” said Douglas.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Since you guys are crazy, <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in;mso-bidi-font-weight:bold">  <span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt: nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">how 'bout I go help Tasha?” asked Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#FF2500; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Sure, Bree.” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in; mso-bidi-font-weight:bold">  <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">I'll speed her and Kira to the hydroloop and send them to Leo and Adam.” said Bree. “ And Chase is coming too, I suppose…wake up, Chase!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Duh, of course, you’re my fam of rainbows…” said Chase.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“It’s just me and Skylar now.” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Alright, Chase, let's go!” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">What am I chopped liver!” yelled Douglas.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Sorry, Douglas. Do not turn evil!” Oliver piped up. Chase licked Douglas’ shoulder.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “Chopped liver taste bad!” exclaimed Chase, following Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">Kaz <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">got up slowly and then flew off.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Douglas can go to the lab and try to find a way to fix Kaz!” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Dang it.” groaned Douglas, as he noticed Kaz gone.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Kaz escaped!” yelled Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Anyway, let's go!” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">No Matchhead. World safe. Go home.” said Chase.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“We need to find Matchhead!” yelled Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Oliver, PLEASE call him Kaz!” Skylar protested.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Why, Skylar?” asked Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Because that's his name...” said Bree in a   “duh” manner.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Because Matchead is getting on my nerves.” Skylar admitted.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">A nickname doesn't mean he's different. I like it. It sounds cooler … I mean, hotter.” Oliver joked.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Leo make horrible joke. Chase no like.” said Chase, attempting to grab Skylar’s nerves.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“That is it, I’m leaving to cure Chase of his insanity!” said Douglas, taking Chase away.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Matches his villain persona.” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Straight up, Matchhead is stupid. Anyway, I'm going to follow Douglas and Chase to the Academy and make sure KAZ didn't send any villains there.” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“So will I!” said Oliver. “And I’m still calling him MatchHead.” <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“I will stay here and look for a cure.” said Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Alright, Skylar will stay and look for a cure, Oliver can search for Kaz, and I'll go to the Academy.” said Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">   “That’s fine.” said Oliver. “Means I can apologize to him alone. Let's search now.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">To the town center. Come with me Skylar.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Look at this formula.” Skylar said, holding up a paper she’d picked up after Bree had left. “Chase made this.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt: nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Yeah he did. Is something wrong with it?” asked Oliver, who had seen Chase make it.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Chase knows nothing about superheroes!” Skylar pointed out.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “Yeah, right,why doesn’t he just…I’m getting a message on the comms. Yes, Bree?” asked Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Chase has never even speed-read a few comics.” Bree snorted.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I know more than him!” Oliver cried with pleasure.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Yeah, the two of us know everything about superheroes, Bree, being them.” said Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Look, Sky, I <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in"> see a crumbled photo of me, with a bit of Kaz in it!” Oliver showed Skylar on the ground.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Kaz destroyed this? He must really hate Chase.” said Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Well, my family does know some about superheroes. Mr. Davenport knows about them because of his untards. And do does Douglas.” Bree protested over the comms.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I hate unitards.” said Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Same.” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I'm at the Academy now, going dark for a bit. I'll be back ASAP.” Bree informed them.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Too tight.” said Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Hello. Welcome home. “ said Kaz, as Bree walked into the academy. He smiled evilly, burned his surroundings, and attacked Bree.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“I realized why Kaz hates Chase! <span style="font-family: "TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt: nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Because after we made up, he started hating on me.” said Oliver.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">Yeah no kidding.” said Skylar. “ He just felt neglected.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#9C9C9C;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“ <span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A; border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">I guess I was kinda mean to Kaz.” Oliver admitted.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “ Kinda? You really hurt his feelings.” said Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“But I hadn't ditched him to hang out with Chase. Roman had fooled me by shape-shifting into Chase. I will contact Bree on the comms.”   said Oliver. Oliver tried to contact Bree, but got nothing.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"> “ It's Roman's fault, then?” asked Skylar.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Yes!” agreed Oliver. “Bree has been kidnapped!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:27.0pt;text-indent:-27.0pt;background: #DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman"; color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt;mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in; padding:0in">“Holy Azimeth!” said Skyler. “Let’s go to the academy and investigate!”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in">“If Roman hadn't pretended to be Chase, Kaz wouldn't have started hating on Chase, and then Kaz wouldn't have started hating on Chase in the first place, which caused him to go evil!” said Oliver as they rushed into he academy.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="background:#DEEDE2;vertical-align:baseline"><span style="font-family:"TimesNewRoman";color:#3A3A3A;border:nonewindowtext1.0pt; mso-border-alt:nonewindowtext0in;padding:0in"> <ac_metadata title="RP3-Story Edition So Far"> </ac_metadata>