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Chromium was concerned about his father and was watching as the old man took down a soldier like it was nothing, he was so surprised that he didn't see Commander Irons till his fist filled his vision and then all he saw was stars as he staggered back and forth trying to reconnect his brain to the rest of his body as he groaned,"Run dad...run......crap...."

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"You stay right there!" Irons barked the order as he watched Chromium struggling to stand. The soldiers that were still standing all took aim at Screwtop, and even as he clutched the automatic rifle in his hands, it seemed clear what would happened if he fired the weapon. 

 

Commander Irons face remained stern, like a teacher that was handing out a scolding more than someone beating down an enemy. "You could be so much moreboy, if you had just tried, if you had just thought. Really, a car. You can turn into a car. What kind of cartoon world do you think we live in?"

 

He pulled his fist back once more, then let it fly directly at Chromium's face.

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Chromium swayed on his feet, his eyes taking in the drama around him and the part of his brain that was still functioning realizing that not only had he not rescued his father he had put himself, and his father in a much, much worse situation. He struggled to make sense of Commander Irons words, he had a choice about what he had had become? How?

 

Then all his questions were ended, at least for now, as the massive silver fist slammed into his face again and the darkness of Irons fist was matched only by the darkness that spiraled in from his peripheral vision till it took all if his sight from him as he collapsed to the floor, unconscious.

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Darkness. Numbness. A feeling of being moved. Everything a haze.

 

Then, light.

 

When Chromium opened his eyes, he found himself sitting against a wall. His arms were up against the wall behind him, hell in heavy restraints. His feet were secured to his seat, a solid metal slab. There was a hum all around him, in a small box with maybe half a meter of free space on each side of him, aside from the wall behind him where he was secured. The humming was strange. It was like he was held in place, like some sort of force was holding him in place.

 

He could hear voices around him, but the loud hum made it difficult to make out what they were saying.

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Pain and a flare of light, that was the last things he remembered and now....now here he was, chained to a wall.

 

His dad! Where was he? Did they kill him like they had planned? Where was he? Panic set in! Adreniline clawed at Chromium's heart, for all his bravado and powers he was still only an 18 year old boy figuring things out and now? Now what was he doing? Tugging hard at the manacles he shook his head, looking around, struggling and straining to pull his arms out of the manacles and then he laughed. He could turn into liquid, right? They couldn't stop him from escaping, nothing could!

 

With that he focused on his body and tried to turn himself into the puddle and simply pour out of here.

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Chromium tried to shift his shape. He tried to change, to slip from his bonds. Slowly, he started to lose cohesion, becoming fluid, as he had done so many times before. Then he was violently pulled back into his normal form by a magnetic pulse, smashing him hard against the wall behind him. Enough to hurt, at least a little bit.

 

"Ha!" A male voice from outside the box, not one he had heard before. "Show us another trick!"

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Chromium struggled a little more, just using brute strength, but the magnetic pulse made him groan, he was in a situation where they knew more about him than he did, likely pretty close to where Aegis was in the knowledge of how he worked. A thought wormed into his head, there might still be a way out of this little trap, but not while he was suspended inside of a magnetic field and he frowned at the voice,"You're just going to sit and watch me all day? Boring flipping job....when do I get to come out and play?"

 

He looked around the room, analyzing it and looking for someway out, he doubted he'd find one they had Commander Irons to work with, they knew exactly what Chromium could do...mostly. He knew he'd developed his powers on the fly, but he wondered if he could learn more about them from Commander Irons....and then he thought of his dad and he breathed in softly, he didn't need to breath, it was not something he needed, he did it out of habit or when he needed to control his emotions.

 

With a growl he shook his fists inside the shackles again...he had to get out of here.

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"Sure, sure. Beats getting shot at, kid." The voice was calm, jovial even. It seemed Chromium would have to try pushing some different buttons, if he wanted to get a rise out of them. 

 

The small room, or cage perhaps, shook with Chromium's show of force. Not a lot, not enough to make it topple over or anything like that, but enough to at least be noticable. There was a knock from outside the cage, on the wall right in front of Chromium's face.

 

"Knock it out, kid. You really don't wanna be on the Commander's bad side, so no need to cause a ruckus, hear? Just chill out and breathe, you'll get plenty of chances to work out later."

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Chromium snorted, interested that the room move with very little work on his part, his weight it seemed was enough to move the room. And he raised a silver eyebrow, and who said he wanted to be on the good side of the bastard who had him trapped? He thought for a moment about his options, he could make it as hard as possible or he could try and lull them into a false sense of security.

 

That was what he had planned till they threatened to kills his dad....dad.....

 

He closed his eyes, another long slow, totally unnecessary breath, his eyes opened and he sighed again. Slumping against his bonds he decided that he'd lull them into a false sense of security, he was going to kick their asses...all of them, especially if they had done something to Screwtop!

 

For now, he would learn all he could and bide his time, soon, soon the time of ass kicking would arrive!

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It wasn't long before the sound of heavy, metallic steps could be heard outside Chromium's little room. He was restrained. He was kept secure. Nowhere to move. Nothing to see. Something keeping his shape, keeping him solid. It did seem like they knew what they were doing. Like they had experience.

 

"Sir!" The voice of the soldier that had spoken to him previously was accompanied by the sound of his heels knocking together. "Prisoner's still secure."

 

The heavy steps got closer. Just outside the little room or box that Chromium was trapped in, they stopped. "I've been authorized to give you an offer, son." Commander Irons spoke slowly. "We might have come off on the wrong foot, here, but we couldn't know what we were dealing with until you showed up. Your country could use someone like you. Come work for us. Learn how to be better than you are right now. You want to be a hero, right? I can make you into one."

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Chromium was concerned about the fact that they seemed to be experienced when dealing with him, in fact it started to lead to him thinking that perhaps Commander Irons wasn't here voluntarily, or at least not to start, and that meant they had broken him and that was perhaps more problematic than Chromium would like to have thought about. Fortunately, or not his reverie was disturbed by the sound of stomping feet and the voice of the man he was considering.

 

The words made him snort, shaking his head,"Oh, now we want to be friends...sure, give me my dad back unharmed and we can talk about it...or is he already swimming with the fishes?" Damn, and he had really been planning on cooperating,"My country doesn't beat men up and use them as bait to lure their kids after them, at least not the part of my country that needs heroes." Snorting again he shook his head,"But please, feel free to explain who you represent and how come they meant well and it was my fault you threatened to kill me dad?"

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"You're not cleared for that kind of information yet, son." Irons voice sounded heavy. Almost like the constraints and the field inside the box would make Chromium feel. 

 

"Your father's fine. Got his own little cell not too far from here. My superiors believe it'll be better for keeping you in line." He paused, there was a sound like metal rubbing against metal, then he continued. "I didn't want to do this, but my superiors know your type, son. If the military complex comes calling, you'll run away. If there's a chance of you coming to the rescue of someone, even criminal scum liek your dear old dad, then you'll jump at the call." Another pause. "And if that's what you think of your country, then I'll have some bad news for you, son. Heroes are what they're meant to be. Not everyone gets to put on spandex and wave at the kids. Some of us is gonna have to make the hard choices. Not all heroes get to wear a cape."

 

Another pause. Chromium could hear the soldier breathing.

 

"Will you behave if I let out out?" Commander Irons' tone was as hard as ever. "If you want to be what your country really needs, then I won't accept you acting out in any way. Got that, son?"

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Chromium listened, snorted and shook his head,"There's a lot of words to say nothing, you know. You let me out, you show me my dad is alive and well. He may be criminal but that doesn't stop him from being my dad, and I'm not sure if you've met the police in this lovely town, they ain't that much better than the criminals who sponsor them." With a roll of his eyes he sighed again,"So that's the deal, show me my dad's okay and I won't give you one iota of problems...."

 

Of course it didn't need to be said that if his dad wasn't he was going to rest till Commander Irons was nothing but a silver smear on the deck of the ship, no matter the cost.

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Irons was silent for a moment, then the humming sound stopped. Whatever pull Chromium had felt on his body let go, whatever magnetic device had held him in place was deactivated. The small room around him slowly pulled apart, and the chains loosened. Irons stood before Chromium, his hands folded behind his back. By his side, the soldier was holding out a pair of high tech handcuffs.

 

"Hold your hands out and accept the handcuffs, then I'll show you." Irons' tone didn't invite to discussion, as the soldier slowly approached, holding out the cuffs.

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The humming stopped and for a moment, just a moment Chromium thought about breaking free and making a run for it, but he knew that he was no match for Irons as he was right now. So instead he dropped his arms and offered them to the soldier, slowly and with out anything that would make the solider panic. Once the cuffs were in place, he shrugged,"Right, show me, Irons."

 

He walked calmly, peacefully as he could manage with cuffs on, but he couldn't hide his anxiety and concern about his dad. His heart, such as it was, would have been pounding in his chest if organs were a thing he had but instead he just felt the worry eating away at him.

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Irons remained silent as they walked, the soldier by their side. The commander led, with Chromium between him and the soldier. The sound of Commander Irons' feet echoed through the hallways. It didn't take long to get to the room in question, through long, sterile white halls. Wherever they were, they were no longer on the ship, at least. They had passed several soldiers stationed by doors on the way, before Commander Irons stopped outside of a door. The guard opened it, and Irons motioned with his head for Chromium to enter.

 

"Go on in, then. Remember, we're watching."

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Chromium followed alongside, his eyes flickering from side to side as he tried to figure out where he was, and how he could get out, but there wasn't much to see. He watched the two guards, turned his head to glare at Irons before stepping into the room, his heart beating fast as he hoped they had kept his father alive. They certainly hadn't seemed like they took that to be a priority early.

 

"Dad?"

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