The 11-17 years prior to Runaway. Breana and Danny's kidnapping, Marcus and how he is here, how Breana and Danny were returned to Davenport, how Chase met Lillian, who Alex and Adrian's father is, and why Chase and Lillian took Alex and are raising him. With the Aftermath of what happened, in the wake of darkness.
Tags: Lab Rats Hurt Comfort Rape Kidnapping Tragedy Abuse Family Adoption Missing
A/N: Of course, this starts maybe 17 years before Runaway, possibly 21 if I include a section on my version of Adam, Bree, and Chase's creation, and then Breana and Danny being conceived and how they were given their powers, before we get to everything.
So of course, this is going to be.. interesting, and might make you want to yell at the computer at some of the characters. So yay for craziness!
Le blah! On to the writing now, and the end on my inconsistent, bablish rambling.
Full Summary:
The 11-17 years prior to Runaway.
Breana and Danny. Twins, and the fourth and fifth bionics. Kidnapped when three, and missing for eleven years. But somehow, they need to find their way back to their mom, dad and three older siblings they just barely remember they had.
Abused during their captivity, and damaged by that, especially Breana. And now, something else makes it just a little harder for her to breathe again.
Finding safety and solace in family, and making the most of the worst.
In The End, the abused are loved. It just takes time.
Prologue: Creation's Mistress: Adam
January 13th, 1995
Dr. Donald Davenport smiled to himself as he leaned over his desk, working on something. "Hey, what are you working on?" His wife for about two years or so, Amy, his High School and College sweetheart, walked down into his lab. "Well you know how I have that theory on bionics? And that we want kids?" Davenport asks.
Amy nods and smiles happily. "Yes, Donald, I love you so much and I want a family." She answers. Davenport smiles back at her. "Well, I've started the bionics, and, the first, Project A. I've told you before, but let me explain it again if you want." He tells her.
Amy nods. "Well ok, explain it again, and wait Project A? A real person?" She asks. Davenport smiles and nods, pointing to the petri dish in front of him. "I combined DNA, an egg and sperm from two people. Donated for science and all that. And I injected a chemical or so that I invented, for the purpose of giving the powers. If all goes well, which I should hope it should, I'll move it to a containment unit to be developed." He explains to Amy.
"Oh, what if I wanted to be pregnant?" Amy asked. "Well, first we could try it this way. How we do it next time, which there will probably be a next time depends on how this try goes. I do want kids with you though, and Project A, if everything goes as planned, which you can never tell, he or she will be ours though, just not biologically." Davenport tells her, getting up and kissing her.
Amy kissed back.
Seven months Later:
Davenport smiled at Amy as they went down to check on Project A. It, well he, had reached the seventh month of development. In the third month, they had found out that he was indeed a he.
"I can't believe it, a son." Amy said, looking up at the containment until. Though he wasn't biologically theirs, Amy was immediately in love with the idea of pretty much basically being a mom. And with Davenport by her side as the father, that was all she could ask for.
"Powers detected: Super Strength, heat vision and maybe plasma grenades." Eddy blared automatically. "This should be interesting. I can't wait until he's 'born' and a little older to see exactly about that." Davenport said.
"Interesting Indeed." Amy said, smiling at Davenport again.
Three months later: 'Birth'
October 5th, 1995
Davenport smiled down at Amy. "Today's the day, we're going to be parents, and I'm a genius creator!" he said happily as they walked to the lab. It's been just over nine months, they, especially Davenport had wanted to be sure that he was fully developed before removing him from the containment unit.
"I know, freaking crazy, but I love it." Amy told him. Davenport nods. "I love it too, like I love you." He tells Amy. "You're so cliche, but I love you too." She said, hugging him and kissing his cheek.
Davenport smiled wide at her as they walked into the next part of the lab where the containment unit was stationed. The baby, still without a name, Project A, was kinda awake in the unit already and kicking, ready to get out into the world.
"Ready?" Davenport asks as he gets some gloves on his hands before going over to the right button. "As I'll ever be." Amy says as she walks over to the containment unit.
Davenport nodded and pressed the button, afterwards which the containment unit started to drain. Davenport then went and got a bunch of towels and blankets, opening the containment unit and cutting the makeshift umbilical cord before carefully lifting him out and cleaning the goop off of him with a towel.
"He's perfect." Amy stood by Davenport, fawning over the baby. "Yeah," Davenport smiled. "He needs a name." He said, wrapping him with a blanket after diapering him. "He does, besides Project A. Can I hold him?" Amy asks.
"Of course." Davenport says, handing the baby to Amy. She smiled looking down at him. "Hi, little one, I'm your mommy." She spoke softly and the baby smiled up at her.
Davenport smiled as well, looking over Amy's shoulder as the baby grabbed his pinkie finger. "Ow, strength it is." Davenport said, pulling back. "He likes you." Amy smiled.
"I got it." Amy said as she looked down, rocking him. "Adam. Adam Michael " She said. "Prefect." Davenport agreed as Adam smiled before crying. "I think he's hungry." Amy said, going over and making a bottle of the special formula Davenport made for him before sitting down at feeding him.
Davenport smiled as he watched Amy feed Adam, talking to him and rocking him. 'I finally have a family with my girl.' He thought, smiling to himself.