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"Izzy. We asked you to bring us the paperwork from Nicholas's office, and you bring us...children?" The man on the far left demands.
"I know, but-"
"But what? What are we supposed to do with them? They are of no use to us." The man shouts, putting an emphasis on them and they.
"Demetrius, just hear me out. I didn't find them, they found me. They're Nicholas's kids." Izzy argues. "They could actually be helpful if we make them helpful."
"Oh, could they?" Demetrius pauses for a long time and scratches his almost non-existent white and gray beard. He finally looks up from whatever he was staring at on the ground and says, "Well, in that case, bring 'em in."
Izzy beams and puts his hands together. "You won't regret it, sir."
Demetrius and the other two bodyguards lead us through the double doors and into the bright, airy room. It wasn't like this at all when we went in the first time. The room was dark and only being lit up by the giant projector and the incubator. Now we can see that the room is much bigger than any of us had ever imagined.
"Sooo," Toby says, trying to start a conversation. "We've already met Demetrius over here. What are your guys' names?"
"Bob." the one in the middle states.
"Larry." the one on the left says blankly. They're standing side by side facing us so we can't see whatever Izzy is doing in the background.
"Cool!" Toby exclaims, jumping in the air. "My name's Toby, this is Peyton, and that's Fr-" I glance over and see that Peyton has her hand over his mouth.
"Shhhh, no one cares." She whispers. I try to keep myself from laughing.
Something tells me that these guys don't like to joke around.
Toby manages to pry Peyton's hand off of his mouth. I can tell he wants to say more, but as soon as he opens his mouth, Peyton shouts, "Shut up, Toby! Nobody cares!"
Toby's pretty much quiet after that. He hangs his head like a puppy as we continue to watch Izzy press buttons and listen to them make noises.
Why are we even in here, anyway? I let my thoughts take over for a minute. What did Izzy mean by secret lair? And why did he say that we could be useful if he made us useful?
Beep. Beep. Whiiiirrrrrr. Beep. Beep Beep. Boop boop beep. The noises don't stop. By this point, it's getting a little annoying.
"Ohhhh my gosh. Seriously what is with all these noises?" Toby is getting frustrated, too.
"Shut up, little boy. You're not even supposed to be here." Larry says.
"Okay, FIRST OF ALL, this whole thing wasn't my idea. It was Freaya's. She was the one who wanted to come in here in the first place because she was the one that 'accidentally' discovered this tunnel this morning. So this isn't my fault." He gives me a menacing look that says "this is all your fault."
"SECOND, I am NOT a little boy! I am fourteen! How old did you think I was??"
Bob laughs. "I thought you were 7. A wee little one you are, indeed."
I can see the anger building up inside of my little brother. He hates it when people call him either a) a little boy, or b) short, even though he's both of those things in my eyes.
"What are we doing here, anyway?"
Peyton asks. I can tell that she's bored.
"Well, in hindsight, we're here because of you," I tell her. "You were the one who said ' I want to see the laboratory-'
"Okay, okay, I get it." I'm going to say more but she interrupts me. "I ruined everything."
"Hey. No, you didn't." I reassure her as I put a hand on her shoulder. "Because, let's be honest, this is so freakin' cool."
She smiles. "It is, isn't it?"
"Also, if Izzy was sent to get paperwork from Nicholas' office, we would have found him eventually, searching through his stuff," I say, shrugging. She shrugs too. "I'm glad we're on the same page now." I smile and she smiles back.
"Where's Toby?" She asks suddenly, looking around.
I start looking around, too, looking for my brother. This is so weird, he was literally here a minute ago.
"Toby! Toby where are you?" I and Peyton shout in hopes that he might respond.
"Tobes, I know you're here! Well, I don't really, but I hope you're here! Please say something!" Peyton yells.
"Mom's gonna kill us," I say. We keep running around the room, looking behind pieces of equipment and inside cabinets in case they trapped him in there.
"Over here!" Peyton shouts. She's pointing to a hallway that leads to yet another room. We run down it together in hopes that we can find our brother. At the end of it, we slow down and peek out so they don't see us.
Right away, I see Izzy, Demetrius, Larry, and Bob, but I don't see Toby. They're all bent over some sort of machine doing I can't even imagine what. Izzy moves over to a computer to type something in and I can see my brother sitting on a dentist-like chair. From what I can see, he's tied down and there's duct tape on his mouth.
Izzy finishes typing and walks over to the other part of the room. I and Peyton brace ourselves against the left side of the wall in hopes that he won't see us.
He opens the cabinet and retrieves a large syringe. I can tell that Toby sees it, too because I hear muffled screams and squirming.
"Quiet!" Demetrius barks. "They'll hear you!"
"And they will hear you too because you're shouting! Keep it down!" Izzy yells back.
He walks back over to his computer and does some more typing. He then turns his attention towards what looks like an ice cream machine, except it's not. It looks like it's been modified to fit the use of whatever they're doing. Hopefully, they're not gonna hurt him.
He presses some buttons on the screen and puts the syringe underneath the spout. It immediately starts filling up with green liquid.
A few seconds later, the syringe is full and Izzy puts it back together.
"This won't hurt a bit...just kidding it's gonna hurt a lot!" Bob speaks up for the first time since we met Izzy's crew.
"Shut up, Bob!" Izzy, Demetrius and Larry all shout at the same time.
I hear more squiggling from Toby's direction and look out. They're about to inject him with whatever came out of that machine when I hear another voice, this time coming from behind me.
"My god, Izzy! That's my son! No, don't inject him with the serum I told you to wait!"
I and Peyton slowly turn around to find our stepdad standing right behind us.
"Oh, hello, girls! Fancy meeting you here!" Nicholas says with a giant smirk on his face.
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