Evil Encounters With The Slimy Kind

"Why are we going back to the house?" Shelly wondered. He had just started driving the Lamborghini that morning but had decided to bring it back home.

"She must have been a wuss!" Hektor exclaimed in her mind.

"But then again, it was your idea to do it..." Shelly said.

"Hey! don't blame that on me! Just because you were the one who wanted to push your responsibility for this incident on me!" Hektor angrily retorted.

"As Bryony's son, shouldn't you be more responsible nowadays? Telling me when to do such a thing?" Shelly replied.

"But then again, I was just created a few months ago by them..." Hektor responded, seemingly trying to look away (even though he can't).

"We don't talk about what they did here," Shelly sneered. Hoping that she would not be reminded of how she was thrust into their shenanigans. As soon as they finished talking, Dwayne pulls up into the driveway and stops the car, "Alright, get into the Lotus, we are late." Shelly shakes her head in disapproval as they got into the car. he stomps on the gas and manages to get to school before the gates are closed.

"You both are late." The security guard stood at the door. They sheepishly glanced at the angry security guard, quickly rushing to their classroom as the security guard shakes his head in disapproval, noting down their names.

Meanwhile in Asther's car,

"Sir, look at this." His secretary passes him a laptop. On the screen is a graph, showcasing a huge spike in electricity since this morning.

" Mr. Asther, your theory of strange activity has been proven. Should we send men to investigate this abnormally?" His secretary asked. His eyes stared blankly into space, wondering what should he do next.

"Is Elson still here?" Asther asked.

"Yes, he is on his way to the airport," His secretary replied.

"Tell him to return, there is something even more important than the Arabian issue." He ordered, staring at his picture with Elson. He knows he could rely on him. But with each mission, he and especially his son's debt are increasingly unpayable.

"I hope this is the last time I would have to ask for their help," he mumbled to himself as the driver drives him to the airport, he has bigger issues in Washington D.C.

"Finally, it is the end of school! I'm tired," Shelly squeals in delight. She knows her work is not up to standard but resting is so irresistible. She glances at Zoe who is looking at her baseball bat, it glimmers under the lamp. Soft, yet sturdy.

"Hey Zoe! How is that bat holding up?" Shelly asked.

"It's fine," Zoe replied just as Dwayne arrived in the old Europa. "Wait, don't you both have detention?"

"Ya, but we managed to negotiate. So we don't have any now," Dwayne yelled from the car as Zoe nods in disapproval. "The rich truly have the power, I think..." she mumbled as Zane walks over. Dwayne tries to wave at him but he seemed listless, almost as if he has crippling depression. Dwayne looks at Shelly and they both nod in approval. He needs some quality time with him and his friends.

"Hey Zane come with us!" Dwayne yelled. Zane turns to look at them, trying to say sure when loud sirens distracted him. Many black BMWs and a Mercedes Actros zoomed past. Seemingly heading away from the city.

"Where are they going?" Shelly looked inquisitively.

"I don't know, but I smell trouble," Dwayne stares into the distance as the fleet head up the highway. "Let's follow them."

"How are we going to do that when we only have an old car that can only sit two?" Zoe questioned. In response, slime engulfed the car, its base began to lengthen with additional doors extending from the pillars. It was now a four-door vehicle.

"Hop on in! Its gonna be an interesting ride," Dwayne said as his friends hopped into the vehicle.