Frank's POV. I tiredly got off the plane and turned my phone off "flight mode"

I tiredly got off the plane and turned my phone off "flight mode". I couldn't wait to see Gerard. About 20 seconds after my phone was turned off flight mode, I received a text message from Gerard. Smiling that he'd sent me a text message, I selected to open the message.

There's been an emergency. I won't be able to pick you up from the airport. I'm so sorry. I'll meet you at home.

I stood there and stared at my phone as my heart sank. What was so important that he couldn't pick me up from the airport? It better not have been just Mikey getting his dick caught in his pants or something. I was angry. I'd been counting on Gerard to pick me up and now he wasn't here. I sighed as I collected my baggage from the conveyor belt. As I walked out of the airport towards the cab bay, I took one look at the line of people waiting for a cab and decided it would be quicker to run home. I began to walk away from the airport to find somewhere isolated to begin my super-fast run. As I was walking, my anger subsided. Gerard wouldn't abandon me like this unless it were a real emergency. That meant something had happened. What if Dr. Krustallos and The Executioner were causing shit all over town? What if they were crystallizing half of the city?

I rushed home to turn on the TV. Usually if some shit happened, the media picked up on it. Then I would know where the problem was and could run to go and help Gerard, Erica and Mikey.

I turned the key in the lock and opened the apartment. Looking around, I saw that there were TVs in the middle of the living room. What the fuck?

I walked closer and noticed that they were 4 screens, showing different parts of Bob's pool house. The first one was of the bedroom, the second of the bathroom. The last 2 made my blood boil. They were of the kitchen/living area and right in front of the camera were Mikey, Gerard and Erica, all of them tied to chairs, all of them unmasked, all of them yelling things to Dr. Krustallos. Holy fucking shit! I needed to get there to save them!

As I quickly pulled on my costume and sped out the door, I tried to think of a way to catch them by surprise. It would be pretty retarded to go through the front door. They were probably expecting me. As I approached the front of their house, I noticed a drain out the front that lead into the sewer. I pulled off the grate with ease as I vanished into the sewage system. I walked along the concrete beside the disgusting river of shit. I kept walking in the direction that I thought Bob's pool house was in. Eventually, I heard his voice echoing around in the sewer. Looking up, I saw that there was a drain pipe that was really high up above me which must've lead to his kitchen. I could hear everything he was saying.

"I should fucking call Erica to come and watch me kill you," Bob spoke.

"Wouldn't that be dangerous for her? I mean, she is pregnant after all," Mikey pointed out. So, apparently Bob didn't know that Hot Girl was Erica.

"Shut the fuck up. You're not the smartest one here," Bob said angrily.

"No. That would be me," I heard Erica say. I wanted Gerard to speak. I wanted to know that he was still alive.

"Ha, as if a slut like yourself could be smart," Bob said.

"I have super-smarts. How do you think I was able to hack into the police database to learn about Ray? How do you think I was able to get surveillance cameras into your pool house so that as soon as The Skeleton comes home, he can see that you have us and come and kick your ass? We've been watching you all week Robert Bryar and we have watched Ray beat you countless times at video games," Erica once again spoke. I really wanted Gerard to speak.

"Firstly, I am better than Ray at video games--"

"You are not!" Ray exclaimed.

"Shut up Toro, or you'll be joining them on one of the chairs," Bob said. "Secondly, I must say, I think you might be the smartest one here, 'Slut Girl'. Only a true genius would lead The Skeleton right into my pool house so that I can kill you all. That fucking midget won't stand a chance. Especially since I know his secret identity. That little tattooed fucker is gonna be fed crystals. He will be eaten from the inside-out."

"You think you're so fucking great. You think you can talk all this shit. Well that's all it is. It's shit! It's never going to happen. Frank is gonna save us and you're gonna rot in hell," I heard Gerard say, making me smile that he was ok. I began trying to figure out how to get into the pool house without getting noticed. And that's when I remembered these assholes have a bathroom. I just needed to figure out where abouts it was. I had only been into the pool house once so I took a rough picture in my mind of what the pool house looked like. When I figured it out, I noticed that there were a bunch of pipes up really high which would've been around about the place where the bathroom was. Stretching my arms and grabbing onto the pipes, I used my super strength to climb up them, before standing up on the highest pipe. Using both fists, I used my super-strength to punch through the cement. It made a horrendous sound as I jumped up through the hole I made and found myself standing in Bob Bryar's bathtub.

"Toro! Investigate what that was!" Bob ordered. I heard footsteps come closer as I closed the shower curtain around the bath, knowing that Ray would have to come close to open it. The closer he came, the easier it would be to knock him out.

I heard his footsteps enter the bathroom. I heard him approach me, getting closer and closer with every step. My heart was beating so fast as I saw his hand grab the curtain and rip it open, jumping and looking stunned as I appeared before him. I couldn't help but grin.

"Surprise Motherfucker!"