Author's Note: Hey friendship I bet I know what you're thinking! (My version of what you're thinking: Seth needs to calm his balls down and just update his other stories instead of posting new ones all the time). Well guess what, I'm posting it and not to seem insensitive to my other stories or anything it's just that I have so many ideas for stories and it's just like… Okay picture a cup (me! I'm the cup!) that's being filled up with water (ideas!) and now imagine the water just keeps being poured, more and more, passing even the brim and leaking out and spilling everywhere! (That is exactly what is happening here!). Also this was requested (so I pretty much had to, it was a really great suggestion and let's just say it really inspired me) by a fellow writer by the name of "luv u chase jack ani". So a big shout out for her yeah! And for all my regular and dedicated Fuzzy Buddy's out well this might come off a bit dark and sad/angry than my other stories, but you know it's Spike so here we go again!
WARNING: RAPE! Some Violence and Language (not in that order)
Disclaimer: I OBVIOUSLY don't own Lab Rats if this is what's happening, but then again I guess that's why it's called Fanfiction.
Chapter 1 – Spike's Revenge
(3rd P.O.V.)
"Alright Chase, time for a little bionic revenge." Bree whispers to herself before super speeding over to Chase ripping apart his clothes. Rushing out quickly to get something stupid to add onto him, until Bree ended up tripping, accidently ripping the rest of Chase's clothes off. Leaving him completely nude in front of everyone. "What the-!" Chase shouts, trying to cover himself with what was left of his clothes. People noticed quickly and began shouting random things at Chase. "Hahahha hey look that nerd just tore off his clothes!" "Hahha what a freak!" "Aye weirdo put some clothes on, nobody wants to see that!"
Chase then started trying to get away by making a break for the open doors and into the halls looking for somewhere to hide. Suddenly just as quick as his clothes tore off, Bree came running and rushed Chase into the janitor's closet. "Bree what the hell?!" Chase shouts in surprise and shock, after being humiliated in front of all his peers. "Chase, I'm so sorry… I don't even know… I just ugh." Bree started mumbling out, before thinking about what to say and explain herself to Chase.
"What were you thinking?!" Chase then yells causing Bree to cringe at what Chase had to say. "Were you even thinking at all?! I mean come one Bree, you know how dangerous it is to being using your bionics out in public and with all those people there who could've easily seen you… if they weren't all looking at me." Chase says, whispering the last part out before trying to find something around him to make him somewhat decent. "No Chase listen, that's why I had to do it..." "Well that's, nice of you to say Bree but next time please be careful." Chase responds still a bit shocked at what just happened making him completely oblivious about blaming Bree for anyway she might've been involved.
'I should tell him… no wait, maybe I should just let this blow over as some freak accident. Damn it who am I kidding he's bound to figure it out, just like everything else. I've got to be the one to tell him though…' Bree thinking to herself, struggling between telling Chase what really happened or just not telling him before making up her mind. "Listen Chase-" "Can you see anything in here, you know that I can use to cover myself like a towel or something…" Chase interrupts before looking next to Bree to find a dart gun. "No Chase, listen! I'm trying to tell you that I'm sorry for what happened out there not just because it happened but because I started it." Bree admitted before closing her eyes, not wanting to see Chase's reaction.
"….." After hearing nothing out of Chase, Bree opens her eyes and see's Chase's face barely inches away from hers. Causing her to jump back in surprise, nearly falling before Chase grabs her by the front of her shirt and pulls her forward. "Are you fucking kidding me?!" Chase demanded. "I didn't mean it." Bree mumbles. "To hell you didn't, you knew exactly what you were doing!" Chase shouts in response, before backing away with a scowl on his face, pulling his hair while growling a bit, getting angrier just from being next to Bree. "Look I can fix this, I'll just go and find you some-"
"Just take me home." Chase growls out, interrupting Bree. "What? Chase how am I-" "The same way you got me in this closet and ripped my damn clothes off! Your bionics." Chase explains in frustration, his breathing starting to get heavy. "Oh right…" Bree whispers, guilt and depression filling her even more as she opened to closet door before using her super speed to grab Chase and run towards home, making it there in less than 5 seconds.
Chase breaking away from Bree as soon as he could, already heading towards the lab, intent on ignoring Bree and try to calm himself down. Bree seeming to have not taken the hint starts mumbling out apologies. "Chase! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for it to go so far! You know that, right?!" Bree says, as she follows Chase into the lab, having not meant to go as far as expose her brother to the school. "Get away from me…" Chase said as he pulled on his hair trying to get away from Bree, who just got even closer to make sure Chase was okay. "Chase…" Bree said trying to be comforting, but instead having the opposite effect by provoking him further, activating his commando app.
"Get away from me!" Spike roared before chasing after Bree, striking out at her as she tried to use her super speed to get away, before he suddenly caught Bree by her hair. Spike then pulled her down on the ground before jumping on top of her, throwing punches at her across the face. His eyes glaring down at Bree with his mouth twisted into an angry snarl. "Wait, Spike! Remember me? I'm Bree! C'mon you know who I am! It's Bree!" Bree screamed when Spike raised a fist to attack again. Instead Spike put his hand down, as if recognizing Bree as not a threat. Bree then instantly feeling less tense, when she felt Spike begin to shift his weight off her.
"Thank god, don't ever play with me like that! I thought you were going to kill me!" Bree breathed out in rushed relief, trying to sit and get up from under Spike. But before Bree could get the chance to get back up, Spike had her pinned again, only this time with a knife held at her throat. With a growl, Spike roughly pushed Bree back to the floor, the knife in his hand slightly grazing against Bree's chest, just barely light enough to not draw blood. Bree suddenly froze in fear, Spike simply smirking at her response as he started directing the knife closer to where her heart is. Bree then closed her eyes tight, preferring not to witness the moment her flesh would be stabbed by her childhood friend. Bree was surprised when instead of flesh being stabbed; she felt her shirt tear instead.
Nervously flicking her eyes open. Bree see's Spike having torn her shirt and bra off, leaving her top completely bare for him to see. Bree then tried to cover herself before Spike suddenly growled in protest putting her arms back at her side before leaning in closer to her, panting heavily. "What's wrong Bree? I thought you liked to tear clothes off, or is that just your thing?" Spike asks sarcastically as he looked down at her. "It was an accident..." Bree whimpers.
"Shut up!" Spike shouts in response, Bree trying to hold in her cries but unable to as she began to realize what was about to happen. "Why're you doing this?" Bree asks between her sobs, as she looked up to Spike. Hoping against hope that somewhere Chase will pop up and save her from this monster. "Don't act like you don't know you fucking cunt! You put yourself in this shit, and you damn well deserve every bit of it. After all the shit you've pulled…" Spike growls out as he reaches down and unbuckles Bree's belt, before pressing the knife to her side as she struggles.
"But it was just an accident… on stupid mistake, I'm sorry!" Bree explains. "No it's not! It's the same shit over and over with you, and now I'm gonna get even…" Spike says as he cuts into her left love handle, as Bree cries in pain. "Ahhhhhh!" "This is for every time you thought that you were better than anybody else, and that you were too good for anyone!" Spike roars as he cuts deeper, pleased with the look on pain on Bree's face, before he suddenly stopped.
"God, please don't do this." Bree starts pleading, hoping that this is just a bad dream or at the very least Spike will just change back to Chase and everything will be okay. "God isn't listening." Spike simply responds, as he pulls off Bree's pants and underwear in one go. "Please…" Bree continues. "And this, this is for what you just did earlier." Spike says. "STOP Ahhhhrg-ck!" Bree cries out as she feels Spike enter her, burying himself to the hilt with one thrust before pulling out and ramming back in with as much speed and force as a train, driven only by Spike's rage.
"AHHRGHRHR stop! Wh-huhat! The Fu-cckkk! SPIKE!" Bree screamed, continuing to yell obscenities as Scott pounded into her, unrelentingly and savagely fast. The knife in Spike's hand began to rip even farther into Bree's skin and the worst part was that the pain below her waist easily beat out the others on the agony meter. "Quit crying bitch! Scream again and I'll beat the shit out of you!" Spike roared, her pleas only seeming to make him angrier, and a bit pleased in some way Before Spike decided to switch position by pulling out of Bree, giving her some relief before he plunged right into her ass. Bree now feeling nearly 100 times more pain than before but still trying to hold back her cries, but only managing to barely hold herself from whimpering in pain. "If you're not gonna listen then here I'll scream with you. Ahhh somebody help!" Spike shouts tauntingly to Bree as he still held the knife by her face, accidently cutting into her right shoulder.
Bree simply lay unresponsive, besides her cries and whimpers that nobody else could hear as she was raped. Spike's dick felt massive and ridiculously long to Bree. The pain in her ass and, by extension, the feel and size of Spike's cock stabbing into her was the focus of Bree's being for the next twenty or so minutes it took for Spike to come. By this time, Spike had given up his hold on Bree's bleeding and wounded hip to rip higher into Bree's side, Spike's knife now dragging a couple inches down from the side of her ribs to its resting place. Bree's shoulder was as bloody and cut up on her hip and Spike's left hand was now in Bree's cut hip, causing even more pain as Spike pulled that side up to give himself more of an angle to push into.
At this point Bree's voice was too hoarse from screaming to yell. Tears pooled down her eyes and her head was laying on the ground, smacking up and down in rhythm to Spike's wild thrusts. Soon her head smacked the floor with more frequency and urgency as Spike slammed into her twice as fast and three times as painfully. Then Spike buried himself to the hilt as he came, leaning down so his teeth could latch on to Bree's neck as he rode out his climax. Bree then completely shocked, feeling disgusted with herself as she felt his essence inside of her before everything went black. Completely unnoticed by Spike as he jerked down into Bree's body as he came, making sure to milk out every last drop of cum from his cock.
Soon Spike was completely spent, the intense euphoria from his orgasm soon started flooding his every being, sending him back into Chase's mind as Chase came back. It was then that Chase realized where he was and that Bree had stopped moving entirely, not even so much as a breath. With a start, Chase unlatched himself from Bree, coming back to himself as he watched jets of blood splash over him, Bree who was completely still, and the floor. "AHHHH!" He screamed in terror before scrambling back onto his legs to grab the house phone and quickly dial 911. *beep* *beep* "911 what's your emergency?" "Somebody help! I-I NEED SOMEBODY" Chase shouted out, still completely in shock and hoping Bree would be alright.
Was it a bit much? Because I've done smut before but never rape and this was my first attempt, and you know I figured that if I'm doing this as a request then it has to be perfect (which is probably why it took so long), so overall I hope you liked it and thanks again to luv u jack ani for trusting me with this fic ;) And please review to let me know what you think okay? Thank you.
-Seth Hoult