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Chapter 4

Oliver's POV

"Why?" I demanded, after planning a giant wedding, then leaving them for her safety.

"I don't know, honey." She told me, ignoring my anger. "Maybe it's because of you joining Mr. Terror that would make it easier tp just get on with it.…"

"Well, I wasn't with her for long! I destroyed all her plans and froze her in ice!" I yelled as her eyes widened while she asked.

"Really? How?"

"Well, it's a long story…" . I told her as the rest of our team came into the room.

"Oh, I love long stories! As long as they aren't boring." Kaz said, sitting down intently

"Just relax, guys." I told them, being concerned for Bree's baby as I asked. "Are you guys married yet?"

"Yep." The pair admitted as Kaz kissed her cheek, being interrupted by a clearly disgusted Chase who yelled.

"Get on with it!"

"Well, as you all know, I made a deal to join my mom and protect you…." I began

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I hurried to see my mother. When I got to her lair, she smiled with a clearly fake smile, "Welcome, Oliver, dear. Ready to destroy a city with me?"

"No way." I responded, in fear of all those citizens as she yelled while raising her hand which currently had purple lightning coming out of it.

"Fine, I'll kill your team!"

"Sure, sure, let's go!" I yelled in fear.
After that, I never disobeyed Mom again for the next year. But I got exhausted from all the world wrecking, murders, and bank robberies we were committing. Mom began to notice I was getting lazy, and she threw me into the darkest cavern of her lair. For another year, I was forced to rot away, eating bread and water. I would've died, if not for my ice powers. Realizing I could create ice sculpture replicas of all of you was one of my highlights, along with creating ice books.

I also mastered abilities to drain people's powers and manipulate my voice. Using my new abilities, I made ice sculptures of Mr. Terror's henchman and she saw them being burned like effigies and screamed. Her screaming allowed me time to replicate you guys with ice, then I used an ice drill to make your sculptures burst through the door. Manipulating my voice to sound like Bree's, I covered her sculpture in fake thermo-nuclear body blast energy, and used my super-strength to both break out of the prison and slam Ice Bree into Mr. Terror. Fortunately, she was knocked out, and I needed to find where her plans were.

After covering her in so much ice, she couldn't move, I tried getting past her security camera by having it recognize her expressive facial features on me. Sadly, it didn't work, but an Ice Mom did the trick. I was free as bird, but I still needed to keep you four all safe. It was then that I found I had another power-X-ray vision! With it, I could see exactly where Mr. Terror kept her filing cabinets, and I swooped down to grab them, but fell through the roof. Luckily, I had landed right on top of the cabinets and there was also a piece of one of my ice sculptures poking through a hole in the wall.

When I had landed flat on my back on top of that cabinet, my foot pressed on the ice sculpture, whose iciness surged through my body and awoke me almost instantly. I opened the top cabinet, and to my pleasure, it was for all of her evil plans. Freezing the plans in ice, I flew through the hole I'd created and went to get a closer look at a river. As I reached into my pocket to nibble some bread, I dropped the papers into the water. I then. flew down and bought a car so I'd have a GPS. I took it here, and I'm back.

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"But I never forgot any of you."

"Wow," Skylar said as I finished.

"You did all of that for us?" Chase asked I nodded. "You're a true friend, Oliver."

"Sorry we didn't have our double wedding." Kaz sighed clearly upset as I smiled.

"Thanks Chase, and it's okay, Kaz. We're best buds forever!" I exclaimed, ingulfing him in a hug which he happily returned before I turned to my girlfriend.

"Look, if you really want to do a small wedding, I'm all for it." I admitted as her brown eyes lit up.

"Really?"

"Anything to make you happy." I smiled, nestling my head into her hair as she hugged me tightly.

Bree's POV.

I was about to go to bed when I heard a groan come from the living room. Fearing someone had broken in, or one of the kids were up, I went downstairs to see Chase sitting on the couch, holding what looked like paperwork in his hand.

"Chase? What's going on?" I asked as he turned to me and put the papers down.

"Nothing." He lied straight to me as I sighed, sitting down.

"Spill. What's going on?" I demanded as he rubbed his eyes before the truth came out.

"I'm going to adopt a son."