Title: Poison

Rating: T

Genre: Drama, family

Characters: Leo, Davenport, Dr. Gao

Pairing(s): None

Summary: "He shuddered as whatever liquid Dr. Gao injected him with coursed through his veins, and his fingers involuntarily twitched, right hand emitting sparks. "No…" it was barely a whisper, and all he could manage. He struggled against the poison, but he just… couldn't… hold on…" Speculation for Space Colony. One-shot.

Warnings: Unless you've seen the trailer for Space Colony, this will make little sense.

Notes: So I was watching the Space Colony trailer on repeat, and I kept pausing it on the part where Dr. Gao injected Leo with that stuff, whatever it is. I decided that I want to just do a little think-forward type story thing, so this was the end product.

Here are the ideas I worked with: Dr. Gao worked for Davenport. Davenport got the light beam thing on his head (the thing that Krane used on the president), and Leo got injected with something Gao created. That's pretty much it.

I hope you enjoy, everyone!

He struggled against the handcuffs as he was lead down the hall flanked by guards, wishing he could use his super strength. Unfortunately, Dr. Gao or one of his goons had apparently foreseen that, and so said handcuffs were glowing, negating his abilities.

Nevertheless, he pulled at the restraints, furiously trying to free himself.

He knew that Adam, Bree, and Chase (and his mother, too) had gotten away, and he knew that they would save him—if they could. They could very well be captured or dead. That was very worrisome.

"Leo."

He payed no attention to the person talking to him.

"Leo."

He only struggled harder.

"Leo."

He finally stopped, turning to face the speaker. It was his stepfather, keeping pace beside him.

"Leo," Davenport repeated once more. "It's okay. Just… relax."

"What next, are you going to say that everything's going to be okay?" Leo snapped, turning to face him with anger pooling in his eyes.

"No," Davenport replied, very matter-of-fact. "Because I don't want to lie to you, I don't lie to you." He faced forward again. "I hope that in the past few years, I haven't given you that impression."

Leo was about to open his mouth again—to protest and say that of course his stepfather had never given him the impression that he would lie!—when the guards marching them down the hall abruptly stopped in front of a door.

"What's going to happen to us?" Leo asked one of them, voice quavering slightly despite him trying to carefully control it, knowing no one would answer.

One of their escorts swiped a keycard in the slot on the wall and the door hissed open. Leo and Davenport were shoved harshly into the room. Leo stumbled but caught himself, straightening and glaring defiantly at the man standing in the center of the room.

"Dr. Gao," Davenport growled, and in his face Leo could see the betrayal, hurt, and, most of all, hatred. "Why are you doing this?"

Gao just smiled gleefully, a sickeningly patronizing expression that made Leo really want to punch him. Gao gestured at two chairs not too far away. "Please, sit down." He was terrifyingly polite.

"But—"

"That was not a request," Gao said sharply, face suddenly hardening.

The two reluctantly sat down, hands still bound. Davenport closed his eyes and breathed deeply. "What do you want?"

Gao's mouth twisted into a vague half-smile. "When I signed on to this project, I never intended for your 'Davenportia' to actually become successful. My main focus has always been the bionic humans I've heard so much about." This time, he looked right at Leo, who instinctively shrank back. "Here I was, thinking I would never get the chance to get close to any of you, and then, to my surprise and delight, I was informed that your entire family was coming for a vacation."

"Why do you need Adam, Bree, and Chase?" Leo demanded, leaning forward.

Gao chuckled, still looking right at him.. "Ever since bionic humans were revealed to the world, it has always been my goal to create my own race of superhumans. I am a better scientist than your father or Douglas Davenport. Why should their bionic creations be superior?" He shook his head. "But I never said I exactly needed the precious bionic trio, did I?" His gaze flicked from Leo, to Davenport, and then back to Leo. "No. I can settle with you."

Leo's blood turned to ice. "What?"

"You're bionic, as they are—well, not exactly, but you will work well enough for my plans," Gao explained. "You have bionic components, that's all I need. I need to start my new generation of superhumans somewhere, don't you agree?"

Leo shook his head rather frantically. "No, not really."

Dr. Gao walked over to a table and picked up something—a needle. A really, really dangerous looking needle. Filled with a poison—well, probably not actually, but it definitely wasn't a good thing. Whatever it was, he did not want it going into his body. "Let me make this clear: I'm making you my first test subject."

"You can't do this to my son!" Davenport cried, lurching forward as best he could, handcuffed and in a chair.

Gao sighed, lowering the needle. "You're right, I can't." Neither Leo or Davenport fell for it. "Without putting you, Mr. Davenport, under the Triton app first!"

"I'm not bionic, you idiot," Davenport snarled. "You can't control me with a stupid app."

Gao hummed in disagreement. "Unless I have this." He held up another device from the table.

Davenport still looked confused, but Leo's eyes widened when he saw what it was. "Big D! That's the thing Krane used to control the President!"

Davenport immediately understood. "Oh, no. No, no, no. Not happening, never happening."

Gao just gave a nod, and immediately, his henchmen's hands were clamped down hard on each of the prisoners' shoulders.

"Hey!" Leo shouted. "You can't—" A hand clasped over his mouth, and he had to stop talking.

Dr. Gao approached. "Goodbye, Donald Davenport." He held up the Triton device and pushed the button.

The emerald light spilled over the billionaire inventor's head, and his eyes suddenly became fixed looking straight ahead. Pixellated green spread over his irises, and his expression turned vacant.

"No!" Leo managed to get that one word out, even as strangled and warped as it sounded. His father was gone, controlled by the Triton app. Adam, Bree, and Chase weren't coming. That realization hit him hard. He was alone.

"So, Leo Dooley, any last words?" Gao asked, holding up the needle. The hand lifted off of Leo's mouth, allowing him to talk.

"I hate you."

The hand went back over his mouth, and Gao smirked. "I figured." Then, he brought the needle down on Leo's right arm.

Obviously, Gao didn't even try to be gentle. Pain ripped through Leo, spreading throughout his entire body.

He shuddered as whatever liquid Dr. Gao injected him with coursed through his veins, and his fingers involuntarily twitched, right hand emitting sparks.

"No…" it was barely a whisper, and all he could manage. He struggled against the poison, but he just… couldn't… hold on…

You have too! he shouted at himself. For Adam, Bree, Chase, Mom. For Big D, if you can get him out of the app. For everyone.

He shook his head, trying to clear the fuzziness spreading through him. Concentrating. "I…"

"He's stronger than I thought," he heard Gao murmur. Somehow, somewhat ironically, that gave him even more strength.

"You can't make me do anything. You can't start your new generation with me," he said, straightening in his chair.

No one reacted, making Leo doubt he'd even said anything at all. He glanced to his left, and immediately regretted it.

His stepfather was looking right at him, mechanical green eyes blazing. Leo's concentration slipped, and his mind became foggy again.

"I…"

Suddenly, he felt his head snap forward, his face slacken. His eyes prickled, and he had a feeling they were beginning to glow.

He heard Gao say one more thing: "My first new superhuman is ready. I have a new goal for him."

I'm sorry, guys. I tried. The poison was too strong. I'm so sorry. I'm gone. Please—if you have to fight me, don't hold back. Just take Gao out, even if that means killing me, too.

The despair washed over him, and then everything faded.

And that's probably all I'm going to do for this story, unless a lot of people really want another part to it.

So, I'd love to hear feedback on this, please leave a review!