Villain, Or Hero?

Part 35

Chase gasped, sitting upright from his position on the floor in an empty and dark classroom. He didn't know how he got there. The last thing he saw was Wilford getting grabbed by someone unknown to him.

He was also confused as to how the two got to the school from the dorms. Did anyone have a power that would do that? He didn't think so, so how did they appear in a totally different building?

It didn't matter, not at the moment. The prankster sighed as he reached his hand up to his head, expecting to come in contact with his hat, but it wasn't there, 'What? Where is it?'

The boy panicked, always having the hat near him no matter what. He stood quickly, looking around the room in search of the item. He looked under the desks and chairs that were scattered around the room, but it wasn't there.

Chase huffed, standing up from looking under the back table and scanned the room, although it was too dark to see that much. He started walking up to the from of the classroom and looked around the teacher's desk for anything interesting, but nothing. Just random papers that teachers needed.

The boy turned to his right and started walking to the door slowly, wary about the situation seeing as there were around three villains still in this building. Before he reached for the door to open it, he checked his back pocket, finding his gun was there.

'Would've thought they'd take it away,' Chase hummed, holding the gun in his right hand while he tried to turn the doorknob with his left. The door wouldn't budge, it was locked. 'Never mind, they're smarter than I thought.'

Chase sucked in a breath as he turned once again, glaring around the classroom for anything that could help him open the door. There was nothing on the walls or desks, so that wasn't an option. He then turned to the teacher's table.

The teen walked towards it and ducked down to look inside the drawers the desk had. They were all open, to his surprise. He thought the teachers locked this stuff up incase students looked through them.

'Oh well..,' He thought, his eyebrows furrowed together as he rummaged through the drawers, only finding pens, papers, a stapler and a few erasers. There were even a few phones in here, much to the boy's surprise. 'What if I call someone from the phones?'

Chase picked up one of the devices, the phone having a plain purple case on it. He instantly turned the phone on, squinting at the light it produced as his eyes focussed on the bright screen. When his eyes finally adjusted, he pressed the home button, being surprised when it opened straight away.

'Why doesn't this person have a password?' He asked himself before shrugging it off seconds later, quickly going on to the keypad to dial in a number. He thought about who he could call, but everyone in the school's devices were off, but there was still a chance someone didn't do as said, right?

Calling either Jackie or Silver wasn't an option and he was sure Mark and Jack didn't bring their phones. Crimson? Did he even know his number? He didn't think so. He stood there with the phone in his hand, trying to figure out who he should call when two people came into his mind. Henrik and Dr Iplier.

Would they answer? He hoped they would.

Chase dialled his older brothers number as he had memorized it due to the power he had that let him remember things. As soon as the boy pressed call, he held it up to his ear and waited, hearing the noise of the phone ringing.

A couple of seconds passed, making him furrow his eyebrows as Henrik would usually pick up as soon as he got a call, and it didn't go straight to voicemail, so he assumed the mobile was still on. Maybe it was on silent? Chase just waited, the phone still pressed to his ear, hoping the doctor would pick up.