Greenland Base, Chase’s room 12:26 PM
Chase shot out of bed, his head hurt like crazy!
"How are you doing son?"
Still half delirious Chase looked toward the source of the noise, it was Tech, sitting at the end of his bed.
"You tell me" Chase moaned rubbing his head, why did it hurt so much?
"John tried to betray me, and you saved me, but something happened… What do you remember?" Tech asked
"Argh!" Chase yelped grabbing his head, for a split second there was a sharp pain at the back of his head
"Not too much," Chase admitted rubbing the sore spot "nothing actually"
Tech frowned, obviously worried, but there was something wrong
"Well I'll run some tests, but for now you need to rest," he said getting up and starting to walk out of the room.
But Chase couldn't get rid of this feeling tha-
"Don't forget" Chase instantly said without warning
Tech stopped in his tracks and looked back at his son.
Chase looked down at his right arm. It was intact.
"Chase?" Tech questioned
Chase met his father's gaze.
"Hey Dad" he stated, a coldness in his eyes "It didn't work"
Techs eyes widened, but before he could object in any way shape or form, the entire room erupted in a sonic boom, and Tech was thrown into the wall, by the black-suited figure that was his son.
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Chase once more blasted through the snow, but this time it was different this time he had his suit and both arms. So in no time Chase reached the United States and blew past it, on his way south, he had to get away. He had to run.
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Tech woke up an hour later
"Dang it!" he exclaimed immediately pulling out his phone, but stopped. He had to be rational his son could still be reasoned with, he knew it. If he just played his cards right, he could gain his son back, and maybe never have to use that memory tonic again.
Calmly he took a deep breath and dialed a number
"What do you need?" the voice on the other end asked, ready to go
"Find him" Tech replied in a cold and calculated tone
"Gladly"


