Knock Knock Knock Knock

Four teenagers looked at each other before the youngest blinked with wide eyes and went to open the door with a "slick" grin. He then stopped and his eyes widened even more. "Ah, guys?" He called, blinking as he turned to the three peeking over the other side of the couch.

He scrunched his face and gave the 'are you really doing that?' look. They all stood up and cleaned off their clothes with small coughs of shakes of their heads before walking over to him. One hidden in the back as he was the shortest and not interest in seeing who the newcomer was.

The person in the doorway stared at them all with a tired look, though if anyone really knew her, she was gauging and glaring at them. There was a command in her inner microchip saying "engage" but as soon as the kids parted and the fourth was able to see and be seen, the command changed from "engage" to "deactivated". And as that happened, the four kids watched as she collapsed onto the ground without so much of a small wisp of gasping air escaping her lips.

The youngest boy who opened the door jumped away and yelled in surprise. "AaahhH! Why'd she faint!? This is a funny joke guys!" He cried before jumping around slightly in his panicked state.

The last boy to see the girl crouched beside her and checked over her vitals. "She's fine, but extremely fatigued. Bree go get her some water. Adam set her on the couch. Leo….uh, go watch some tv." He said while waving everyone off.

Leo glared at him and sat on the other couch, turning on the tv and watching his favorite show. Bree then sped back into the room with some water and sat next to the passed out girl on the couch. She set the water to the girl's lips and slowly started letting some water drip out and onto the girl's mouth. Said girl cracked open an amber eye and licked at the water resting against her lips. "D-Davenport….I-I need to see Daven-port." She croaked, flopping back onto the couch and passing out again.

The three older siblings looked at each other and Bree bit her lip. "Chase, what are we going to do? I don't think Davenport knows about this…" She said softly, looking back down at the girl on the couch again.

Chase, the one who gave all the directions tapped his chin and started pacing slightly. "Hmm, well let's just go talk to Davenport, I'm sure he can do something for her." He said looking at Adam, "can you bring her to the lab? We need to speak with him."

Adam nodded and picked up the frail looking girl who seemed slightly battered in certain areas, though the big, strong guy said nothing at the moment while walking down to the lab with the others. Bree started tapping her foot at a rapid pace and Chase seemed to grow more and more annoyed by the minute. They had all made sure Leo was too into his tv show to even try heading into the elevator to head to the lab because of space issues. "Guys, who do you think she is? What happened to her?" Bree asked the two guys stand on either side of her.

Adam shrugged his shoulders and nearly dropped the poor girl, though Bree super-caught her and gave her back to a sheepish Adam who was being glared at by a worried Chase. "I don't know, but if she knows Mr. Davenport she must know something about us and his experiments right?" He replied while crossing his arms to think easier.

The other two shrugged before the door opened with a 'ding' and Mr. Davenport, with a weird gadget on his head, peeked around the corner slightly flustered. "Guys! I'm in the middle of an important project! Come back later." He groaned with a small whine, while Eddy, the home-system device simply laughed and said it's a big surprise for him.

Adam walked in with the girl in his arms and gave a sheepish grimace. "We have a small problem." Bree said, motioning to the unconscious one.

Mr. Davenport blinked and Chase rolled his eyes. "Haha, I don't think she's very little, she's at least as tall as Chase." Adam said with a laugh, almost dropping her again before Chase caught her and set her on the table.

Bree smacked Adam's head and Adam pouted. "I'm sorry, she's heavier than I thought…" He said which made the others look at each other.

Davenport then walked over to the girl and started a diagnosis on what could have happened, giving her water and shoving small bits of food into her mouth, watching her subconsciously eat without waking up. He nodded to himself and even started writing notes. The three others in the room awkwardly started backing away before Chase's nerdy mind got the better of him and he started asking all sorts of questions like how old she was, if she was healthy, what her favorite color could possibly be.

Davenport gave him a weird look before shaking his head and going back to diagnosing the girl. "Well she doesn't seem to be unhealthy, and her vitals are normal….but there's something weird about her motor function….like it was programmed instead of naturally made." He said while moving her arm, watching it stiffly move like a robot's.

The three teenagers looked at Davenport in surprise. "Do you think she's-" Bree started, not able to finish the sentence.

The inventor-billionaire looked at his 'children' and gave a small sigh. "I think she might be bionic." He finished for her.

They all gasped and then stared at each other before looking down at the girl on the table in front of them. Was she really bionic? Could there be others out there like them? How could that have even happened to her?

~To be Continued~