"Finally I get permission to shoot you!" Chase laughed jokingly as he nudged Jameson's shoulder playfully, the mute rolling his eyes as he watched Robbie stare at Chase's gun while drooling.

"You three are all brothers? Man, I thought I had it rough with my one younger brother." Matt spoke up with eyes wide in surprise.

"That's not even all of us!" Chase retorted proudly, Robbie chewing on the barrel of the pistol before Jameson noticed and pulled him away.

"Robbie do good!" Robbie cheered as the doors of the elevator opened, the zombie scampering out before sitting on the floor to wait for Chase.

"We got this Robbie!" Chase cheered, Jameson signing words of encouragement to Matt even though he knew that the male couldn't understand him.

"You all can do this, you just need PMA!" Jackaboy encouraged, Jameson flashing the hero a thumbs up as he got in position with his teammate.

"You ready Robbie?" Chase questioned the zombie eagerly as he loaded his gun with tranquilizer darts, the zombie nodding absent mindlessly as he reached for one of the darts.

"No Robbie, don't eat those!" Chase reprimanded gently, ruffling the zombie's lavender hair before facing his opponents.

"No hard feelings, right Jameson?" Chase called out to his brother, the male nodding in agreement.

"Ready?" Jackaboy shouted as he glanced between the two teams, a smirk playing on his lips as he thought of how far his brothers had come.

"Go!" Jackaboy barked, Chase immediately firing a dart at Matt while Robbie crawled on the floor on all fours.

Jameson created a small shield in his hand and used it to protect Matt, creating a shield in his other hand when Chase fired at him.

"Robbie help!" Robbie cheered as he wrapped his arms around Jameson's legs, causing the mute to fall over.

Jameson frantically made gestures as he struggled to get Robbie off of him, Chase snickering as he watched the two.

"My quirk is hearing things from far away, it's not good for combat!" Matt yelped as Chase shot another tranquilizer dart at him, the needle nearly hitting Jackaboy in the process.

"You don't get extra points for taking me out Chase!" Jackaboy called out, the teen returning his focus to Jameson since he had finally manage to get Robbie off of him by allowing the zombie to play with his bowler hat.

Chase fired a dart at Jameson as soon the mute took a step forward, the needle grazing Jameson's neck.

The dapper winced as he pressed a hand to his neck, pulling his fingers away to find them coated in his own warm sticky blood.

"Oh sh-"

Robbie's pupils dilated as he sniffed the air, abandoning Jameson's hat to look at the mute while hungrily kicking his lips.

"Uh, what's up with him?" Matt interjected tentatively, slowly backing away as Tobbie advanced towards Jameson.

"Damnit, he always gets like this when he smells blood." Jackaboy cursed, moving to intervene before Robbie darted forward towards Jameson.

"Robbie no!" Chase cried, fumbling to reload his gun before firing a dart at Robbie to knock him out for his own good.

The dart whizzed past Robbie and embedded into Jameson's arm, the dapper sluggishly staggering back in surprise as Robbie grew closer.

Jameson squeezed his eyes shut as he braced himself for pain, the mute holding his breath as  he waited for Robbie to attack.

When he dared to open his eyes, Jameson saw Robbie had bitten Matt's arm before Jackaboy stopped him with Chase's tranquilizer darts while Chase just stared in shock.

"Jameson? Are you okay?" Chase questioned his younger brother, the mute nodding faintly as the adrenaline coursing through him faded.

"Well...this is new." Matt murmured as he looked at his steadily bleeding arm before passing out onto the floor, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.

"We'll have to take Matt to Schneep as well." Jackaboy grunted as he carefully picked Matt up bridal style, slinging Robbie over his shoulder.

"I'll get Jameson." Chase offered, glancing over at the teen just as he collapsed to his knees onto the floor.

"Sorry JJ, didn't mean to get ya with that." Chase apologized sheepishly as he scooped his younger brother up into his arms bridal style, the mute slipping into unconsciousness as Chase scooped Jameson up and followed Jackaboy into the elevator.

"Jameson will probably be out for awhile, he should rest in Schneep's office in the meantime." Jackaboy told Chase as the doors opened, the hero stepping out into the first floor.

"Vhat happened?" Schneep groaned in irritation as Jackaboy laid Robbie down on a bed next to Jack, restraining his arms and legs to the bed with metal cuffs for safety before laying Matt down in a bed next to the zombie.

"You really have to ask?" Chase scoffed as he laid Jameson down in a bed on the other side of Jack, the German letting out a weary sigh.

"So I presume zhat Robbie lost control again?" Schneep replied, Jackaboy nodding as the doctor examined Matt's injuries.

"I can take care of him zhis time Jackaboy, but you have to teach Robbie how to control his hunger!" Schneep directed sternly, the pro hero nodding meekly while Chase let out a snort of amusement.

"You're one to laugh, you shot Jameson with a tranquilizer dart instead of Robbie and nearly let him get hurt." Jackaboy retorted, Schneepms gaze turning to the younger brother.

"Is zhat true?" Schneep demanded, Chase shrinking back as he swallowed hard and reluctantly nodded.

"Both of you get zhe fuck out of mein ER, and I swear if anyone else gets hurt during zhese exams, I vill make zhe two of you take care of zhem yourselves." Schneep growled, the pair nodding as they hastily retreated back into the elevator stir and returned to the lobby where the others were.

"Okay, there are only two students left!" Jackaboy called out as the elevator doors opened once more, Tyler and Mark exchanging a look as they stepped forward.

"Remember, this is merely an exam, not a real fight." Jackaboy reminded the two before the elevator descended.

I have to treat every fight like a real fight if I want to win, Mark thought as he let out a sigh, hoping that he and Tyler would still be friends after the fight no matter what.