Yo! So, I've adopted this story from TaylorSwift100 and I hope you guys like it. The idea for this was really cool but I tweaked it just a little. There were a few rules, and I pretty much write that way anyways, so it won't be much different from my normal style if you've read any of my other stories. If this chapter isn't quite up to the 700 words, then I'm sorry, but I'm not good at rewriting stuff to make it longer. I've combined the first few chapters the author posted and tweaked it a little, so this is the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Lab Rats, or even this idea/prompt/storyline (TaylorSwift100), and I don't own the characters. I do own the little bit at the end though, the last section. Have fun!
Bree was sitting on the couch, texting Caitlin when she got a mission alert. She immediately super sped to the lab. She asked, "Mr. Davenport, what's the mission?" She was the only one who apparently wasn't in the lab when he issued the alert.
"Remember Teddy?" He asked. Everyone shot pointed glares at Leo, the reason Teddy was created because of the impatient little boy. "Yeah, well, he's taken over my space station, the one you guys had to fix. You guys need to go back up there and destroy the circuitry. Everything I've tried hasn't worked so far. Get your gear and mission suits. The shuttle is waiting for you. Just like last time, I'll be piloting remotely, but just incase Teddy disables that, I've programmed into Chase's chip how to fly a space shuttle. As always, Chase leads the mission and there will be no molecular kinesis screw ups this time, right?"
"Sure dad," Chase answered nonchalantly. Bree stared at him for a minute because of this. She knew Mr. Davenport wasn't the perfect dad Chase had always wanted, but she'd never heard him call Mr. Davenport dad before. Mr. Davenport was surprised, but it didn't faze him.
"Okay then. Go on." Leo took his place at his small mission specialist desk and Mr. Davenport stood behind the cyberdesk. He had pulled up a 3-D map of the station. The bionic kids were quickly ready from so many times of practice, and got into the shuttle. They were soon launched into space.
"Okay, guys. Lets get in and out as..." Chase's voice trailed off as he looked at the small platoon of robot soldiers in front of him.
Bree asked, "Was there a back up plan?"
"Not really. I'll destroy the program and then kill the circuitry. You guys keep me from getting killed by these things." It was a plan, not a good one, but it was one. It seemed to work very well.
"Bree, watch out!" Adam yelled. Chase had just finished destroying everything when Bree was blasted back and fell into Chase. He caught her, but just barely. The robots died. Chase checked her pulse. It was barely there. Her face grew pale. Chase figured without the mission suit she probably would've been vaporized.
"Lets get her to Mr. Davenport," Chase ordered. Adam came over and picked the girl who was basically a sister to him up. They brought her back into the shuttle.
Chase was worried. He couldn't stand not knowing. Bree's life was fading while they were on the shuttle. He didn't tell Adam, worried that he might get upset and blow a hole in the shuttle with his heat vision. Chase had objects flying all around him. Mr. Davenport came up through the elevator just as a toaster flew at the thing. He had to duck so he wasn't decapitated. "How is she?" Chase asked in a panicked tone.
"Chase, she's-"
"Oh I knew it! She's not going to get better. She's gonna be stuck on an IV for the rest of her life. She'll probably never walk again! Its all my fault. If I hadn't told her to-"
"Chase!" Mr. Davenport yelled. "She's awake. Calm down. She's going to be fine."
"I want to see her."
"I'm not sure that's the best-"
"Please Mr. Davenport." Mr. Davenport nodded and Chase got into the elevator.
"Hey Bree," Chase said.
"I'm sorry, who's Bree?" She asked. The girl whom Chase had known for so long was utterly confused.
"You," He replied.
"Well that's a weird name. Sorry, I don't know you. I seem to have lost my memory."
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