Wow, I'm actually posting this! I've been writing this story for 2 years now! Hope you all enjoy it as much as I do ;D By the way, this chapter is kind of short, but the rest get longer and longer and lots more interesting! I'm excited :D Enjoy and review! :D

Chapter 1: Freak Accident

Wilbur Robinson walked down the front steps of Todayland High school and trotted over to his car. As he started up the machine, he thought about the phone call he had just received from one of his dad's scientist employees.

"Hey, Wilbur! How's it going?"

"It's going good, John. What's up?" Wilbur replied. Wilbur had known John Steele since birth pretty much, so he was glad to talk to an old friend.

"Well, I have a somewhat new discovery here at the lab. I want to show it to your dad, but…" he hesitated.

Wilbur smiled, "You're afraid he'll say it's stupid and turn it down?" John chuckled, "I guess you could say that. I was wondering if maybe you…"

Wilbur interrupted, "Say no more, I'll be right over!"

"Great! Thanks Wil!" John exclaimed.

"No problem. See you in a few!" Wilbur said before hanging up.

Soon enough, he was parking in front of Robinson Industries, the largest and most successful inventing company in the world, headed by none other than the most genius man in the world, his father, Cornelius Robinson.

"Maybe I'll head upstairs and say hi to dad first…" Wilbur thought. But then he saw John waiting for him by the elevator. "Eh, I'll see him later."

"Hey, kiddo! Follow me, and I'll show you what I've got!" John said excitedly.

Wilbur followed John into the elevator, took a few flights over to the west side of the building, and went with him into the small laboratory. Upon entering, Wilbur saw two other scientists in the room. They looked up when they heard the doors open.

"Wait a second! Why is Junior Robinson here?" Rick Taylor asked bossily.

"THAT is an excellent question!" Wilbur grinned. "But the name's WILBUR, k? Not 'junior'."

"That's right! Don't pick on the big boss' son, or you might have to start looking for a new job!" John smirked.

Wilbur frowned. His dad wasn't generally THAT harsh…

"Well, if you weren't so chicken, you'd just show Cornelius himself, and not his son!" Rick argued.

"Taylor, I've got it all under control! I just wanted to see Wilbur's opinion of my discovery. That'll be enough from you; now get back to work." John said firmly.

Taylor rolled his eyes, but consented.

"Now, before I was rudely interrupted," John cleared his throat, looking at Taylor, "let me show you what I've discovered."

He led Wilbur to a large circular tank that looked like a thirty-foot high boiler. Inside was a sparkly purple liquid that was bubbling at the top.

"What's that stuff?" Wilbur asked, having become the science geek since his last adventure.

John smiled, "This is a sulfuric plasma that I created. I accidentally discovered it in the lab. I mixed a few different chemicals together, including sulfur, and heated them. And the more you heat it up, the more it multiplies!"

Wilbur looked at his friend with a confused frown, "And what's this for exactly?"

"Well, research of course! You're father could experiment with it and use it for something, I'm sure of it!" John smiled excitedly.

Wilbur winced, "Well, my dad's never been a fan of messing with plasma…"

John's smile faded. "What, you don't think this is cool? Just think of it Wilbur, what we could use it for!" he exclaimed.

Turning away, Wilbur replied, "Plasma is dangerous, not to mention toxic."

Squinting his eyes at Wilbur, John told Taylor to turn up the heat on the tank. "Perhaps you need a closer look at this stuff." he said.

Purple bubbles started shooting to the top of the tank rapidly. Wilbur started getting uneasy when he could smell the burning chemicals.

"Alright John, I've seen enough. Turn off the boiler." Wilbur commanded.

"No! Never again am I going to let one of my amazing inventions go to the storage room!" John yelled angrily.

Wilbur remembered that multiple of John's "masterpieces" were turned down, hence the reason John worked for Cornelius, not with him.

Now it was Shelly Turner, the other scientist, who spoke next.

"John, the tank is too hot! We have to turn it down!"

"Shut up!" John yelled again.

Suddenly, they all heard a high pitch ring coming from the tank, and only Wilbur knew what would happen next.

"Everybody get down!" he screamed, but it was too late. The massive tank exploded, sending broken glass and boiling plasma everywhere. The room filled with smoke, and the blast sent chairs, desks, filing cabinets, and whatever else in the room flying. When everything settled, all was quiet except for the crackling of fire.

Cornelius was in his office talking to his secretary, Lydia, when they heard and felt a massive explosion. Once the floor stopped vibrating, they both sprang out of the room.

"What just happened?" Cornelius demanded from a scientist running towards them.

"Cornelius, we just lost the small lab on the west side, and I remember seeing Wilbur go in there with John Steele!"

Cornelius' stomach dropped, and feared the worst as he ran with the scientist toward the lab. However, police and firefighter crews would not permit them to get inside. Cornelius was taken with the rest of his employees outside. His mind was swimming, knowing his only child was inside, severely injured, if not killed, and he had to sit outside and wait for him to be carried out on a stretcher!

He sat down on a bench, and silently dialed Franny's number…

Oh boy, what's gonna happen? Guess you'll have to read the next chapter! :D Plz review and lemme know watcha think! :D