This is my first ever Lab Rats story so I apologize if it doesn't fit the mood perfectly. This idea came to me somehow after reading Kihonne's The Facility (which I most certainly don't own) and it escalated into something entirely different, so if you're looking for a repeat of that story, go leave this page and look for something else right now because it's not what I have in store. This story has been mostly prewritten in my writing journal, I just have a few more chapters to write out, so I can give you a layout of the overall plot. This story will have somewhere between 18-20 chapters, depending on how many words end up translating onto paper. Without further a-due, I introduce Douglas's Project chapter 1!

Disclaimer: I do not own Lab Rats

Chapter 1 – Douglas's 'New' Lab (Douglas's POV)

"You're sure they're ready?" Douglas asked into the phone.

"Yes, everything is under control. They're definitely ready," the man on the other end replied.

"Good. I'll be there tomorrow to send them off."

"Okay boss."

Douglas hung up his phone and returned it to his pocket. After years of work, they were finally ready, all fourteen of them. Douglas wished that it was the twenty he had originally planned for, but six of them had been viciously ripped from his hands by someone he had once called an ally. Oh how wrong he'd been, that evil demon was no ally of his. Even when Douglas had considered himself evil as well, they were still never on the same page. Of course, the six he had stolen were the most powerful of the twenty, but Douglas would never say that to any of them. All this he pondered as he walked through his brother's house towards the kitchen. When Donald found out about this, what would he say? There was no chance he would take it lightly, that just wasn't in his nature. But Donald would have to accept them, because they weren't going away. Besides, however much Douglas loathed to admit it, he needed his brother's help. Douglas couldn't let the six be corrupted with evil thoughts. Sure, most of them weren't based on the most positive concepts ever, but that didn't mean they couldn't be used for good purposes.

"Douglas, why are you just standing there when there's food on the table?" Adam asked, beginning to devour his second helping of meatloaf.

"Just thinking," Douglas answered, joining the rest of the family at the table.

"About what?" Chase asked curiously.

"Nothing," Douglas responded.

"Douglas, don't hide things form us. You're in no position to keep secrets from this family," Mr. Davenport scolded.

"I'm moving out," Douglas announced quietly.

"You're what?!" Mr. Davenport exclaimed.

"I'm moving out, I found my own place."

"Really? Where is it?" Chase asked.

"Pretty close actually, it's in the school district."

"Why are you leaving?" Leo questioned.

"I've intruded on you guys long enough, I've overstayed my welcome."

"Douglas, you're always welcome here," Chase assured.

"Your father has made it clear that I'm not, so I'm leaving."

"Mr. Davenport, what did you tell him?!" Bree accused.

"I swear, I didn't tell him he needed to leave," Mr. Davenport defended.

"Don't worry about me guys, I don't need to be babied. I'm a grown man, I can make it on my own."

"Does your new house have a video game room? Adam asked, just after swallowing another bite of food.

"Yes, it's got a flat-screen seventy-two inch TV and sweet leather couches!" Douglas exclaimed.

"When can I come to visit?"

"Hopefully in about eight weeks," Douglas murmured under his breath, too quietly for anybody but himself to hear.

"What did you say?" Chase asked.

"Nothing, just worrying about which type of nacho cheese Adam would spill on my couches if he came to visit."

"Probably all of them," Leo commented.

"Anyway, I'll be gone tomorrow morning," Douglas said.

"Why so soon? Don't you need to pack?" Bree questioned.

"Nope, I've been packing for the past few weeks. Everything is already there except for me and one suitcase."

"Are we coming to see your house?" Donald asked.

"No, I'm leaving really early in the morning. Probably before five o'clock. I wouldn't want to trouble you."

"Fine by me, I get up early enough as it is," Leo said casually.

"Tomorrow is Monday, right?" Adam asked.

"Yes Adam, you do have to go to school," Chase said, answering Adam's question before it could be asked.

"Darn it," Adam muttered.

The rest of dinner followed in near silence, nobody having interesting topics to bring up except for snippets of conversation that never caught on. After dishes were washed, everyone retired to their rooms/capsules and the night continued without incident. Douglas slipped through the door in the wee hours of the morning with minimal hindrance. He was halted by just a few insults from Eddy, but otherwise left undisturbed.

After a few short minutes' driving, he arrived at his new house. In reality, it wasn't new, he had been using this mansion as a research base and training facility for years, probably since before Adam, Bree, and Chase were born. But the secrets contained in this lab were far more complex than three bionic children that were removed from the building over a decade ago. The whole truth was just a bit…

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So, what'd you think? Any thoughts on these fourteen things that Douglas is hiding? Any ideas about this former ally of his? I'll give you a hint: whoever you think it is, it's not him/her. Any questions or comments you have, just leave them in a review or PM me. I'll be happy to answer any questions that don't reveal secrets that are not ready for readers' brains yet. If I told you everything now, what fun would it be to read on?

Until next chapter, please read & review!