Author's Note: I've seen only clips of You Posted What?...BUT I CAN STILL WRITE FOR IT! Anyway, please R&R, thanks, and hopefully you enjoy!
The moment Donald had seen the video, particularly the numbers of views it had, every piece of his life had shattered. He knew there was no way to cover it up. He had no doubt the FBI would be verifying its authenticity, then they would come for his children. The government would take his children away, experiment on them, and force them to do God-knows-what. Worst of it all, Donald couldn't stop it. He couldn't do a thing to protect his children, for it would only make the inevitable worse.
He could send them to a remote facility, but the government knew they lived with him, and if they didn't see them at his house, they'd subpoena his records and arrest him and his family. What remained of it, at least. He could give them money, and have them run to rebuild their lives elsewhere. No, someone would recognize them, or at least him, a world-famous billionaire and the bionic teens from the video. Those would only delay the inevitable. We're not famous, we're infamous now.
Inevitable. Was it his childrens' destiny to be seized by the government? When he'd first discovered their bionics, he'd known their lives would never be normal. He concocted the idea for them to serve the world in a way no one else could. Then, they'd wanted to go to school. It couldn't hurt, could it? It could surely only increase their desire to save the world they were now a part of. Good intentions all around, but then again, the road to Hell was paved with good intentions. Are we to be punished for trying to be good? Donald would have given up anything erase the situation. But he didn't have anything to give. That the government wanted, at least. Except his children, and those were off-the-table.
Full of dread, with no hope for the future, Donald waited for the sounds of the federal agents storming his house. Though make no mistake, he had no intentions of handing his children over. Inevitably, their lives would be destroyed, and the least he could do was go down with a fight.
Author's Note: I may do Douglas' and Tashas' POV.