Yes, yes, I know there are tons of Evil Chase stories that there can be a whole archive just for Evil Chase stories, but I wanted to write a story so I'm doing it! :D

This will be in Bree's point of view. . .so enjoy!

I do not own Lab Rats, Disney does. (Go Disney! :D)

The Evil Within

It had been two weeks since Adam and I attempted to save Chase from a major avalanche after he so foolishly decided to go on a mission. . .by himself.

I'll still never understand why he did it, but I guess it was because he got tired of the whole 'hustle and muscle' thing and he wanted to prove himself as Mission Leader.

I guess he didn't see that we were just joking around and we knew how valuable he was to the team – that we did recognize him as the leader.

Okay, so maybe we did go a bit too far. We didn't mean to hurt his feelings and make him feel unappreciated. He was our brother and we loved him.

I'll admit I regret it. I'm sure Adam and Mr. Davenport do too. We apologized, didn't we?

On a slightly different note, is it wrong I felt a little mad that Douglas, who so happened to pop up at just the right moment, was the one who saved Chase? I mean, Adam and I basically risked our lives to save our brother from being buried under an avalanche, and in the end, we weren't even the ones to save him!

For a moment, I was scared. I was scared when I heard the avalanche approaching and Chase's screams. I was scared when we yelled his name and got no response. I was scared that we had lost him – forever.

But that's all in the past now. Everything is fine. Chase is alive and back here with us. Douglas is trapped in a block of ice and shipped off to one of Mr. Davenport's facilities. We will never see him again.

At least I hope we will never see him again.

"Bree?"

I looked up to see my brother – Chase – standing next to me. I guess I got lost in thought and didn't realize he was there.

"Oh, hi Chase. What's up?" I casually asked.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"I was just thinking." I replied. I don't know if it was my imagination or not, but it seemed like Chase was persistent on wanting to know what I was doing. I wonder why.

"What were you thinking about?" He asked again, sitting next to me on the couch.

I would've said I was thinking about what transpired two weeks ago, but I didn't want to bring it up and unintentionally upset Chase. . .again.

"Oh. . .just the test on Monday. I think I need to study a bit more." I answered. It wasn't a total lie. I was thinking about the test and I did need to study a bit more. "Maybe we can study together?" I quickly added. I did want Chase's help so I could pass the test – or at least not fail like I know Adam will.

Chase made no reaction and just stared straight at me. I swear it was like he was staring right into my soul. It was kind of creepy. That or he knew I was lying.

"You're lying."

Yup. If this was Adam, he would've believed anything I threw at him, but this was Chase. My bionic brain brother who couldn't be fooled. No lie could get pass him. He would know everything by just looking at you.

I laughed, trying to make it seem like a joke, but Chase kept giving me that cold, hard stare. It really sent shivers down my spine.

"Uh, Chase? Hello?" I broke the awkward silence that was the serious look he was giving me.

"What were you really thinking?" He asked.

Why is it you want to know so badly? I didn't say it aloud, but I was thinking it.

"Nothing much." I finally replied. "Just about what happened two weeks ago. The avalanche mission."

"Oh."

'Oh?' 'Oh?' Is that all? You were giving me the silent interrogation and when I finally give in, all you say is oh?

I looked at my brother and noticed he was staring at the wall in a daydream-like state.

"Chase?"

Suddenly, the sound of a cell-phone ringing interrupted Chase's daydream. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, looking at the number.

"Who is it?" I asked, trying to look at the screen.

"Nobody!" Chase snapped, standing up and preventing me from looking at the number. "I gotta take this." He said, rushing out of the living room.

I raised my eyebrow. What was that all about?

I immediately felt like Chase was hiding something. I've felt it for a while now. I didn't want to think that he was betraying us or working for the other side, but I couldn't shake the feeling something was going on.

Although, he had been pretty distant since what happened with Douglas and the avalanche.

When I saw Chase standing next to Douglas that day, I did believe he had switched over to him. I was happy to see him alive and okay, but I was more shocked and heartbroken to see he had changed.

My emotions then turned to relief as Chase had double-crossed Douglas. I should've known he wouldn't betray his family. He would never quit the team and I was happy to know that.

Still, something else was bothering me. What if it wasn't Adam's Incredible Edibles? What if Chase had lied to both of us and it really was the bionic abilities Douglas had apparently promised to give to him? At the time, I went along with it and believed it was the Incredible Edibles, but now I began to think more into it.

What if Chase had double-crossed both Douglas and us?

"Bree!"

I looked up to see Adam come running in. I sighed annoyed. What next? Was Leo going to come in and bother me too?

"Yes, Adam?" I asked, a hint of annoyance in my voice.

Adam grinned and grabbed my arm, dragging me off the couch and toward the elevator.

"Adam!" I yelled, attempting to pull out of his grip.

"I just made another incredible edible!" He exclaimed proudly. "Come and see!"

"No, I don't want to come and see!" I denied. I was still getting over the time Adam ate that mini Statue of Liberty.

"Oh, come on, Bree! I watched that foreign rom-com movie with you. Now it's your turn to do something I wanna do."

That was true. Adam did watch that movie with me even though it was obvious he didn't want to and would've rather been somewhere else, playing video games or creating famous buildings out of hair and other disgusting stuff.

I groaned. "Fine."

"Yay!" Adam pressed the button and the elevator zoomed down into the lab. The doors slid open and we both walked out. We were met with the sight of Chase standing in front of us. He was wearing his mission suit and he had a smirk on his face – a somewhat evil smirk on his face might I add.

"Chase? What are you doing?" I asked, curiously. The first question I would've asked was why he was in his mission suit. If there was a mission, Mr. Davenport and Leo would be here and we would be informed of it.

"Something I should've done a long time ago." He replied, putting his hand out. I gasped as an invisible force – or Chase's molecularkinesis – threw Adam and I into the wall. I groaned as I put my hand behind my neck. That definitely did not feel good.

"Chase! What is the meaning of this?!" I exclaimed. Not only was I upset that I now ached all over, but I was upset that Chase would attack us like that for no reason.

Or maybe I was misinterpreting this. If he had a reason, I certainly would like to know what it is.

"What? Are you too scared? Come on, fight me!" He yelled, going into a battle stance. Now I was extremely confused. Why was he telling us to fight him? What did we do?

"No," I said, getting up off the floor. "I'm not fighting you. I would never fight you. You're my brother!"

"Then this will be an easy win." Chase stated, using his molecularkinesis and throwing me into the cyber desk.

I groaned as my head made contact with the hard surface. I put my hand on top of my head and felt a small bump forming. Great. Not only do I ache all over, but I think I may have gotten a concussion or a really bad headache.

"Bree!" Adam gasped, running over to me.

"Oh no you don't." Chase said, super speeding in front of Adam and blocking his way over to me.

"I knew it!" I yelled. "I knew it all along!" I knew Chase was lying to all of us. He had super speed and how else would he have it if he didn't give himself the other bionic abilities? He probably had super strength too! "Who's lying now?" I retorted.

Chase rolled his eyes. "Congratulations, Bree. You cracked the case. A little too late, don't you think?" He remarked, turning to face me.

"I thought you didn't betray us. You even said it yourself!"

Chase didn't say anything and walked over to me. I edged away, afraid he would do something to make me hurt even more than I already was.

He put his hand out and I stared at it, confused.

"Just grab it." He said, bluntly.

"Are you sure this isn't a trick?" I asked, unsure. "Are you going to shock me or what?"

Chase frowned, not amused. I rolled my eyes and reluctantly grabbed his hand, getting back up on my feet. I was surprised when I didn't feel a jolt of electricity go through me.

"Why did you help me up?" I immediately asked. "I thought you were attacking me."

Chase laughed as if it was a joke. "I'm not that evil." He replied.

"Okay. . .wait, what?" I stopped when I realized what he said. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. "Did. . .did you just say-" I didn't finish my sentence as too many thoughts were going through my head.

Why did my brother just say he was evil? He couldn't be. . .could he? No, he wasn't!

But I was proved wrong when Chase began to talk again.

"Let me tell you a story." He stated. I felt myself being forced into a chair. Stupid molecularkinesis! Adam came next to me, confusion on his face. I couldn't blame him. I was confused too. Really confused.

"You're right. I did lie to you."

"I knew it!" I shouted, pointing an accusing finger at him.

Chase glared at me. "You've already said that. Let me continue."

I crossed my arms and diverted my gaze somewhere other than my brother, who continued to talk.

"Remember when Mr. Davenport sent ice-cubed Douglas to one of his off-shore facilities?"

"Yeah. . ." I replied, not liking where this was going.

"Well, I freed him."

"YOU WHAT?!" I felt the urge to stand up and start angrily chastising my brother for doing such a stupid and ridiculous thing. Unfortunately, I couldn't with Adam's grip on my arm and his hand over my mouth. Nonetheless, I continued to mumble angrily.

Chase smirked, seeming to enjoy my sudden outburst. If his intention was to make me angry, he definitely succeeded in that.

"Anyways, after I freed Douglas, I told him I reconsidered his offer. I did want him to upgrade my chip and give me the other bionics – your super speed and Adam's super strength." Chase continued. "And thanks to him, I am now more powerful than both of you."

"Just because you have all three abilities doesn't make you more powerful than us!" I exclaimed. Okay, maybe I shouldn't have said that.

"Well, then. . .would you like me to demonstrate?" Chase asked.

I immediately shook my head. I was already hurting from being thrown into the cyber desk. I wasn't looking for more pain, unnecessarily added on. "No, thanks. I think I speak for the both of us when I say we're good." I replied, nervousness in my voice. Despite my protest, Chase continued to prove his point.

"Too bad." He said, putting his finger to his temple.

"What are you-" I stopped short as I found myself standing up and walking around the lab. I then realized what was going on. "You're using the Override App on me!" I yelled, not pleased by it. "Mr. Davenport says it's only for emergencies! This doesn't look like an emergency!"

"Oh, really? I had no idea!" Chase replied sarcastically. I scowled at him while I proceeded to do the chicken dance and the robot.

Adam laughed at my crazy dancing, thinking it was funny. I, on the other hand, was hating every minute of it.

"Adam! Stop laughing! There is nothing funny about this!"

"Haha! I can't help it!" He stated between fits of laughter. "Your dancing is hilarious!"

"Well, I'm not doing it willingly." I pointed out, glancing at Chase, who had a smirk on his face. Apparently he enjoyed torturing me with silly dances.

"Chase! Please stop!" I yelled "I don't want to dance anymore!" I would've collapsed on the floor exhausted if he wasn't controlling my every move.

Chase didn't respond. I suddenly stopped dancing and fell onto the ground. I let out a sigh of relief. I was so glad that was over.

"Adam, you're next." Chase said. I groaned. Why is our brother constantly torturing us? Hasn't he had enough?

"Oh yay! My turn to dance!" Adam exclaimed happily as he began to dance and jump around the lab. He was oblivious to the fact that this was not meant to be fun.

"Chase! Don't do this! You've tortured us enough with your bionics!"

Chase glared at me. "Oh, and you haven't tortured me enough?"

I realized what he was talking about and immediately felt a pang of guilt. "Chase. . ."

"I can do whatever I want." He interrupted. "It's now time for you and Adam to get a taste of what you two have been doing to me!"

"Chase, we said we were sorry!" I stated, trying to appease him. "Please stop with this!"

"I don't believe you."

I felt mad again. If he wasn't going to stop, I guess we will have to make him stop. I was done trying to be nice. There was no other choice. I had to fight my brother.

I stood up and got in a battle stance. "You want a fight, Chase? Fine, you're getting a fight."

Chase smiled. "Great." He said, letting Adam go, who fell to the ground like I did.

I tried putting on a brave front, but inside I was terrified. Chase had all three abilities. He could easily overpower me, but I didn't want to seem weak. I was going to stay tough and fight as hard as I can, no matter how regretful I may feel later on.

Chase activated his laser bo staff, or glowstick as Adam likes to call it, and with one swift motion, knocked me off my feet and flipped me over. I went tumbling on my stomach. Ouch.

"I. . .wasn't ready." I said, slowly getting up off the floor.

"Oh, I'm sorry." Chase remarked, faking sympathy. That was it. I've had enough. I caught my brother off guard and super sped into him, pinning him onto the ground.

"Now I'm ready!" I exclaimed, grinning. Chase didn't look impressed by my move.

"Not quite." He then kicked me and threw me off of him. I yelped as I found myself on the ground again. What is it with me and this floor today?

"Adam! A little back-up here!" I yelled. I knew I couldn't fight Chase by myself and two against one is better than one against one. That I'm sure of.

"Sure thing, Bree!" Adam responded, walking over to Chase. He threw a punch at him, but Chase caught it and grabbed Adam, holding him up over his head and then throwing him onto the floor. Again, ouch.

"I guess you weren't lying when you said you also had super strength. I thought Douglas was being cheap and only gave you super speed." I joked.

Chase didn't think my clever remark was funny as he wasn't laughing. What? Did he also lose his sense of humor?

Adam and I were both in pain on the floor and Chase was standing above us, letting the victory sink in.

"You won." I replied, bitterly. "Are we done now?"

Chase smirked and walked over to me, setting his boot on top of me. He looked down. "I guess we are."

I mentally cheered in my head. Finally, this battle was over.

Chase stepped off of me and walked away, allowing me to stand up. I was still feeling weak and exhausted so I grabbed onto the cyber desk for support. Adam did the same thing, only with a chair that was nearby.

"A word of this to anyone and I will make it my next mission to destroy you." Chase said, disappearing into the elevator.

I frowned and looked at Adam, who also had a frown on his face. I guess we were both thinking the same thing.

We had lost Chase. We had lost our brother.

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