Chapter One

A/N: Hi, I'm MikaylaMakoola. Some of you might know me from the Pair of Kings archive. (By the way, I'll be updating those soon.) But I got this idea after watching Avalanche. Please, I'm new to this archive, and I would love some feedback. Anyways, enough rambling. Enjoy!

Chase grinned as he shared a group hug with his family. It was a very sweet sentimental moment. They had vanquished their evil father, Douglas Davenport. He was currently encased in a block of ice, on his way to a containment unit in North Africa. It been a triumphant victory. Their adoptive father, or their actual uncle, had been thrilled to know his brother was finally gone. Chase looked at the man who was practically jumping up and down. There was a look of pure excitement on his face. A small squeal escaped his lips. Chase shook his head. Donald Davenport was so manly.

Chase then looked at his sister, Bree. Her expression read as impressed. "I can't believe you tricked him, Chase. I was so sure you were working for him." She said slowly.

Chase shifted under her gaze and let out a low chuckle. "Thanks." He cringed at how guilty he sounded.

"I know! I was like, ah Chase is a bad guy!" His older brother, Adam said, beaming. "But then you weren't!"

Adam was sort of clueless. Chase had always felt a little overshadowed by him. He felt that Adam's personality took away from his. He had super-human strength and was one of the kindest people you would ever meet. But he was a little lacking in the smarts department. Truth is, sometimes Chase forgot he actually realized things. So the fact that he had been worried was shocking.

"I'm really proud of you, Chase." Mr. Davenport really did sound proud. His smile was one that any father had when they truly felt lucky to have a son.

The guilt was beginning to eat Chase alive, but he kept his earnest grin on his face. "Thank you, Mr. Davenport." He paused and glanced upstairs. "So, I hope you guys don't mind, but I think I'm going to bed. I know it's only seven, but I've had a very long, very cold day." He headed over to his capsule.

They exchanged looks before all nodding. "Okay, Chase. We're going to head upstairs for now. If you need anything, don't be afraid to ask." Mr. Davenport said, starting to leave.

"Bye Chase!" Adam waved, cheery as ever.

Bree stared at her younger brother for a second. Chase could see something in her eyes. It almost looked like suspicion, but she turned around before he could be sure. "Bye Chase." She then followed the others out.

As soon as the door closed, Chase exited his capsule and rushed over to the mainframe. "Okay..." He typed in a few codes and the computer unlocked. He couldn't help but smirk. Too easy. He then scanned the screen. Ah. There it was. The Davenport Ferry. The ship on which his father was currently on. He clicked on it and studied the image intently. "Where is it..." He asked himself. "Yes!" Jackpot. It was captained by an autopilot. Chase's fingers flew over the keyboard.

"Autopilot overriden." The computer informed him. "What is your new destination?"

"Change course to... The nearest port in Europe."

"Course changed to DavenPORT Portugal." Chase nodded and shut down the computer with one fluent motion. Then he took a deep breath. A pang of guilt hit him in the stomach, causing him to wince. He felt bad for betraying his family, but at the same time, he had to. He didn't know why, but he had to. He shook the thought from his head. "Did you just do what I think you did?" A annoying voice chimed from the other side of the room. There was joy in their tone.

"Eddy, just stay out of it." Chase's voice was cold.

"You just betrayed your family! This is awesome!" The Smart Home System sang. "Can you do me a favor and send Tasha to Europe as well?"

The bionic rounded on him. "Don't say anything to Mr. Davenport, Eddy." It was half-threat, half-desperate plea.

"Oooh, I'm definitely telling. What he'll do when he finds out his precious little son stabbed him in the back."

"I'm not his son." Chase growled. "And you're going to keep your mouth shut." It was strange. This was nothing like Chase. He was normally a lot more spineless and loyal than this. He didn't know why he was acting like this, but he didn't care. Mr. Davenport was not going to find about this because of a loose-lipped computer program.

"What if I don't?" Eddy taunted.

Chase dug in his pocket for a second until he felt the cold plastic under his fingers. He smirked. Slowly, he withdrew a flash-drive. It was red and had a black triangle on it. Douglas had given it to him when they were in Antarctica. It was what he had called a "portable override app". By that, he meant it was basically like Chase's override app. It had the power to control someone's bionics, or more accurately, their programming. Of course, this one was meant for computers. But he was working on developing one that worked for bionics and androids. It wasn't vital as, if they really needed to control Bree and Adam, Chase had it covered.

"What's that, a flashdrive?" Eddy jeered. "Ooh, I'm so scared."

"You should be." Chase walked up to Eddy's screen and flipped it open, as you would do to a cabinet door.

Eddy's eyes widened. "How did you know about my hidden control panel?"

He sneered. "I know more than you think." He commented before inserting the flash-drive. "Now. You're not going to tell Mr. Davenport anything, are you, Eddy?" He secured the screen and looked at the bunch of pixels.

"No." Eddy's voice was both distant and monotoned.

"Good. Remember, if Mr. Davenport asks, my father is still on his way to Africa and you have no idea where I am. You didn't see me leave."

"Okay."

"Great. Oh, I'm going to need access to the Davenport Jet."

A set of keys came shooting out of the wall, Chase caught them smoothly. Eddy stared at him, awaiting more orders.

"Right. And don't worry, Eddy. I'll be back before he even knows I'm gone." He smirked, still fighting guilt. "But I probably won't be alone."