My name is Chase Davenport and I just had the most accidental week of my life. Let me explain how everything started.
Monday morning.
"Chase, wake up. CHASE." Someone screamed and slogged the glass of my capsule. I opened my eyes only to see Bree standing there, her arms crossed staring at me like a weirdo.
"What do you want? It's our day off."
"We have an emergency mission, suit up and let's go."
Groaning, I pressed some buttons in my capsule and immediately changed into my mission suit.
Getting out and without looking around, I walked to the kitchen in order to get a bottle if water when Adam got in the quarters like crazy resulting me closing the fridge door without looking and pinching my fingers. "Ow." I whispered, taking my glove out. Four out of the five were alreadt swollen but I did not complain about that cause the mission was more important that a literally stupid injury.
I soon joined my brothers and sister in the hydroloop and we left for the mission.
A collapsed building. Perfect. "Bree use your superspeed to take out the injured ones. Adam and Leo, get inside and take out the rubble…"
"And what are you going to do?" Adam asked suspiciously.
"I will help the firefighters to the back."
"Oh yeah, we will do all the heavy stuff and you are going to sit there, watching us?"
"Adam, I said I am gonna help."
"Boys, cut it out. There are humans who depend on us. They could be severely injured. Let alone, dead." Leo protested.
We stopped and separated. Each one of us got to his job. I spent almost two hours in the back helping, using my mollecular kinesis to redirect the rubble that was falling although it was harsh due to the pain in my fingers from earlier.
I took a deep breath while a childish scream was heard. "Oh no. There is a kid inside. I have to pull it out right away." I yelled and I inserted the now half destroyed building with the help of the escalator.
"Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?" I shouted waiting for an answer but all I received was a desperate cry for rescue. "I am coming to get you, don't worry." I told him/her being absolutely certain that I could make it.
As I was descending the stairs running, I slipped and fell flat on my face. This was the last thing in my mind before darkness overcome me.
My bionic hearing caught some faded noises and voices talking probably about me so I decided to open my eyes and see who was there.
"Chase, you are awake." Bree exclaimed happily.
I was laying on a strecher on the back of an ambulance. I made an effort to sit up but I was pushed down from a man in a blue uniform. "I suggest that we transfer you in the hospital, for some tests. Although, I have no idea how you immune syster works."
"We are humans too." I replied irritated. "And I am fine. My bionics will heal me in an hour or so."
I stood up stumbling a little but fortunately, Adam caught me in his arms.
"We will take care of him. Thank you." My siblings explained them and we left for the island.
When we arrived, almost all students were gathered in the area alongside our father and uncle. Adam, Bree and Leo went outside creating a small wall with their bodies while I stayed inside.
"Guys, where have you been? We were worried about you."
"We are fine, Mr. Davenport, except for our baby here who fell off some stairs and now he needs his daddy." Adam mocked laughing.
The wall was dismissed and I was faced with the worried yet angry expressions of and Douglas.
"Hey!" I greeted smiling.
Nobody said nothing. They just pointed upstairs.
I shook my head. Could this week get any worse?
I stood up with the help of Leo and went upstairs on the infirmary.
The doctor adviced me to stay down on the bed until he examines me which I did.
"What we have here? Chase, you are always careful. What happened today?"
"I don't know. It's like someone cursed me."
"It's alright, it happens."
After about 20 minutes of checking my whole body and placing a small cast on my two fingers who were broken, he came to a conclusion.
"I don't see any damage so you are good to go. However, you will sleep for the rest of the day."
"Fine!" I mumbled, put on my T-shirt and left the room.
Mr. Davenport was outside waiting for me. "I am okay." I supported.
"I am sure about that. Come on, let's get you downstairs and baby you until you get better."
At least the next days would be normal. Or so I
thought.
This story contains every single one of my injuries during the years. I hope you all enjoy the week of Chase! Love ya!
~The Fourth Bionic~