The Davenport-Dooley family of three stood in a big empty mansion-like home, that once held all their belongings and three other members of their family, along with a very annoying state of the art house system. The bank had confiscated everything after someone hacked, billion dollar inventor, Donald Davenport's account and left them broke; and his top secret lab had been blown up by the very same person who hacked him, his evil brother, Douglas Davenport, with the help of a mysterious benefactor later known as Krane. He and his stepson, Leo, just returned from searching for the three missing members of their family (from a helicopter Donald was able to hide) with no success. The three had ran when they exposed their secret bionics to their principle when saving her life and feared she would call the feds.
"Please don't text him to hurry home when we are in a helicopter I left my lunch all over the Rosenblatts' roof." Leo rushed still looking a little pale.
"So what happened? Where are the kids?" Tasha, Leo's mother and Donald's wife asked.
Donald sighed "Douglas got to them before we did."
"Your brother again! Ok, you are done complaining about my mother."
"We have no idea where they are, but they're smart. They'll figure out a way to escape." Leo gave him a look. "Well two of them will."
"I do have some good news. The FBI finished their investigation and proved you were cyber-hacked."
"So I'm getting all my money back!?"
"No-. All the money was stolen, you're still broke." Tasha said apologetically.
"But, I'm getting all my stuff back right? My-my boats, my cars, my planes!?"
"Just the house." His face crumpled "But! The good news is that now we can all move back in together!"
"Not even like a jet-ski or a motorcycle with one wheel or…?"
"So what are you going to do about the kids?" She said trying to change the subject.
"Well, they're not going to come back here because they still don't think it's safe." Leo spoke up. "I just wish there was some way we could get a message to them and let them know everything is alright."
"I wish the same thing Leo, but without my technology and the money to rebuild the lab and make new technology…I-I, I can't do anything." Donald held his head in his hands with a look of pure desperation on his face. The silence was deafening as they tried to think of their next move.
Somewhere in a remote offshore facility, three teens are entrapped in a force-field made of titanium energy rings. Bionic siblings: Adam, Bree, and Chase Davenport; were completely shocked after seeing the place they've known all their lives be engulfed in flames from the screen of the epad belonging to their original creator, Douglas Davenport.
"I can't believe the lab is gone." Bree, the only girl of the group and middle child turned to face their evil uncle/other dad accusingly. "That's our home!"
"If anything happened to our family, I will end you." Exclaimed Chase, the youngest but most intelligent of the group.
"Yeah!" Agreed Adam. "And then we will put your body in an old lady dress so everyone laughs during your funeral!"
"Guys, guys. I understand you're mad. But what's done is done! So let's focus on moving forward together; First order of business. What do you say we make Mondays, Family Game Night?!"
"This guy. Still evil, still fun." Adam couldn't help himself. Douglas, pleased with situation, left to go find his evil business partner, Krane.
"Now what do we do."
"Well I don't know about you and Chase, but I plan to practice for charades on family game night." Adam straightened up, hands at his side and didn't move with a blank expression on his face.
"What are you doing."
"What does it look like I'm doing Bree. I'm being a block of wood."
"Wow. Bravo Adam. You really got that down." Chase clapped sarcastically.
"Thanks Chase, now what do you think of this one?" Before Adam could do something else stupid, Bree butted in.
"Guys. Seriously! How are we going to get out of here?"
"Oh!" Adam lit up as he thought of an idea, "Why don't I just use my blast wave ability to destroy the rings?"
"Adam, that will not only destroy the rings but everything else around also. Us!" Chase emphasized.
"Well I don't see you thinking of anything."
"Yeah Chase, why don't you use your magnetism app?"
"Because, Bree. Douglas would expect that and he would expect me to try my molecular telekinesis."
"Why not both?"
"I can't do that Adam."
"Why can't you use both, Chase?"
"Because… You just don't?" Both of them gave him a look, "Ok, I don't know why! But I've never done it before and something real bad could happen."
"We're already in a really bad situation! Just give it try. What's the worst thing that could happen?"
"Well his head could explode." Adam thought about what he said for a moment, then his face suddenly brightened with excitement. "Oh yea! Do it Chase! I want to see your head explode."
"Adam stop, I'm not doing it. And even if it worked and I'm still perfectly fine; where would we go? The lab is gone, we don't know if the rest of the house is still intact and the government is still probably looking for us. Not to mention we have no way to contact Mr. Davenport, Leo, or Tasha."
"Oh man, this stinks. I bet not even punching your little doll-like body will cheer me up." He quickly punched Chase in the arm.
"Owww! Adam!"
"No, never-mind. It does." He laughed.
"Would you quit it! This seriously is not the time!"
"But it's always time to pound you tho."
"Boys! Stop it! I don't like being stuck here with the both of you either. And the fighting is giving me a headache!"
"Shut it Bree." They both said in unison. As the three bickered, they failed to notice the time go by and two other presences that just entered the room.
"Ok, I've got it. Why don't we call back that FBI friend of yours,tell him we know who hacked your account and have him trace that line when Douglas showed up on the monitors of the lab! So, that way we know where he is and by extension Adam, Bree, and Chase."
"That's a great plan Leo, but just a few minor things. A, the lab is a secret and the government cannot know about it. B, the FBI are sure going to believe my legally dead brother hacked my accounts. And C, The Lab Is Destroyed!"
"Well you don't have to SHOUT!"
"Boys, stop shouting and help with these crates that just came."
"Wait Tasha, I thought you said I wasn't getting any of my stuff back."
"You aren't. This is the stuff that got taken with the house, so it's coming back with the house."
"Wait! This could work. If I can salvage anything from what came back with the house, I might have a chance at getting my fortune back!"
"Really big D?"
"And maybe find Adam, Bree, and Chase. Come on Leo help me with this crate." Leo took over trying to push the heavy box. "Come on Tasha, quit standing around. Leo can't do this all by himself." Donald quickly went to open a smaller box and started to dig around.
Some more yelling and Tasha staring her husband down, later. They were able to somehow get everything in. Tasha started with the kitchen while Donald and Leo went searching through random boxes.
"Man, I've never been so grateful for when we had Adam's strength, Chase's molecular telekinesis, and Bree's speed than before now. We really need to find them."
"All we can do right now is unpack and hope we find something useful and wait."
"Donald, you are a tech wiz right? Can't you tweet or call or email them? Oh! Have them paged!"
"I will be honest, I have no clue how you two got together."
After a lot of hours of hard work, they somewhat successfully unpacked everything. (with the help from an unpacking crew one of their neighbors hired who owed Donald a favor). Now the three sat in their living room having a family meeting.
"Ok, now that everything is unpacked the only thing useful I found was a couple of laptops and my epad."
"Was there anything salvageable from the lab?"
"I went down there and had a quick look around, but I didn't see anything worth the effort to try and fix under all the debris."
"Well this is just great. How are we going to find them now!"
"Boys, calm down. I'm sure we will think of something. But in the meantime, how are our finances looking sweetie?"
"Not good, and that's another thing we need to address. By the looks of things the only chance we have of finding everyone and returning to our normal lives is we need cash. The sooner I… I mean we get our money back, the sooner I can rebuild and we can more efficiently locate Adam, Bree, and Chase. Ideas?"
"Oo! I can make some desserts and we can have a bake sale!"
"Great Tasha, that will buy us a lamp. Anything else?"
"I remember this one guy getting a lot of money for walking on a tight rope across the grand canyon. Why don't you do that?"
"Any ideas that don't have me doing the impossible?"
"No, I mean pull a stunt similar to that, but one that you can actually do."
"Pulling off a stunt like that could attract a huge sponsor that could give us enough money to rebuild the lab! That's actually a great idea Leo."
"I just want my cut when you get paid."
"But honey, what are you going to do?"
"Right...Wait! I was working on a prototype before…This all happened. And lucky for us my blueprints were saved on my epad here. It is a fiberglass jet-wing that uses two micro-jet engines to allow a person to fly like an airplane." He showed them the schematics, that were admittedly impressive. "I will be the first person ever to jet-wing over Mission Creek!"
"Oh no. No, no. I am not lett.."
"You can do the exclusive interview and live pay-per-view webcast."
"ing you do it without my never ending support!"
"Nice save mom."
"Ok, now all we need are sponsors, and fast."
"Got it. You are looking at the top collector for the save the gym fund at school."
"And how much was that?"
"Four dollars and sixteen cents. I've got us covered."
Davenport let out a long suffering sigh, but nodded in agreement. "You got it Leo. But we need them fast! I will start on the jet-wing."
"Wait, with what Donald?"
"Oh you know,... with stuff laying around… and *cough* the kids *cough* college fund *cough* I think I'm coming down with something; *cough* I better go, don't want you two getting sick. *cough*" And just like that he was gone.
"You know. For an old guy who didn't do any sports in high school, he sure can move fast."
Back with the captured siblings, Krane and Douglas had just entered the room to come across the three arguing.
"Enough! We did not go through the trouble of locating and capturing you to listen to you squabble."
The three jumped from not expecting the two, but Bree quickly recovered."Well if you let us go, I can promise you that you will never have to listen to us fight again. Because we fight alot, and I bet you don't want to put up with that..."
Krane was definitely in an angry no non-sense mood, which Bree put up her hands and pushed her brothers in front of her with a pat on the back. "Welp, I tried. Good luck guys."
"Bree!"
"Oh hush Chase. Now listen, I know we hadn't gone off on the right foot, then you all froze me. But you guys are my kids, so I forgive you. So I am offering one more time; join me and Krane."
"We will never join you. We don't hurt innocent people."
"Bree, you got me… I mean us all wrong. Our intentions aren't to hurt anyone, just you know rob some banks, steal from people, and destroy a couple of buildings and prized possessions we don't like; run of the mill bad guy stuff. Chase. You know, we went over it when I saved you from that avalanche."
"That's not who we are, so thanks but no thanks. And when we find a way out of here and get back to our real family, prison is the only thing you will see."
"Yeah! And if by the off chance we don't, is family game night still a thing?" Chase and Bree both hit him. "Oww!"
"Enough!" Krane turned toward Douglas, "They obviously are not being persuaded."
With a sigh "I'm sorry guys but it looks as if I have no choice. See when you three were knocked out, I reinstalled your trident apps. So now I can activate and control your bionics via remote." he showed off his epad.
"This trident app of yours better work. I've paid a lot of money for the development of it."
"It's gonna work. Watch! Chase activate" he pressed a button and spoke into the microphone sensor. Chase stiffened and straightened up; his eyes glowed a fluorescent green with flickering data bits filtering through the irises.
"Chase! Chase?"
"Come on Chasey, snap out of it."
"Oh he ain't snapping out of nothing. Chase hold Adam and Bree." He turned around and activated his molecular telekinesis to hold them in place.
"Damn it, I can't move."
"Let us go!"
"It seems it actually works."
"Ha! You see! Did you doubt me?" Douglas pressed a couple more buttons and the titanium ring prison sunk back down to the floor.
"Yes. And I still do, but for your sake, be glad I was proven wrong."
"You know. Some partners encourage each other."
"Just activate the other two."
"Alright, alright. Don't blow a gasket. Seriously, I do not want to clean that up again! Adam, Bree activate." They stopped their minor struggles and their eyes glowed the same green as Chase's. "Ok Chase, let them go." Once released, they straightened up and all moved to stand side by side.
"Now let's relocate to our main facility."
"What? No job well done? No you are the smartest and most brilliant and clever partner I've ever had? Not to mention with the best hair." Krane let out an almost snarl and exited the room with controlled rage. "Not Even A Pat On The Back?" Douglas called after. "Well. I should have expected that… Come on kids, follow daddy. No, that sounds weird; let's just stick with dad, or pops. What do you guys think?" Three blank faces looked back at him. "Oh right. We will work on that."