Chapter 1

Hey peeps! I know I haven't update The Future of Lab Rats in a while but this idea just popped into my head and I needed to write it somewhere. This is my somewhere. Hope you enjoy!

Chase Davenport was out late that night. He had gotten detention because he had missed a day of school. The frustrating part for him was, that he was out because he was majorly glitching, and he was at high risk for commando mode. In other words his bionics were acting up. Since it was wintertime, it was already dark, even though it was only six o'clock. The streets were eerily empty, but chase just ignored it.

On his way home his bionic hearing picked something up. It wasn't just the normal conversation that he's used to overhearing, it was a scream. He headed in the direction of the scream. They got louder and louder as he got closer. When it sounded like the screaming was right in front of him he was in front of a large aluminum warehouse.

Chase was having a mental debate with himself, about whether or not to go in or to go get help. He knew that if he would go inside, he'd met whoever or whatever was causing the screamer to scream, but if he left, the screamer coud die. He decided that he had come to the warehouse in the first place to save the screamer, not to chicken out because he was concerned about us own life.

Chase couldn't find a door, just a window. He looked around to make sure nobody was nearby. Nobody was so he levitated up to the window ledge. He managed to pry open the window. When he climbed inside he was amazed at what he saw. The room was an outdoor terrain. It had red dust floors and an occasional tree. There was a river and a bridge that crossed it, but most of the bridge was covered by water.

Then all the water just dropped into the floor, revealing the bridge. Chase gasped at what he saw. It was a girl laying on her stomach, on the bridge. She was strapped to it, and topless. Her back was covered in bruises and scratches. Chase quickly jumped onto the ground and ran over to the girl. He felt for a pulse but there wasn't one. He tried to unstrap her hands but it was no use.

Then Chase heard someone approaching behind him. Before he had time to react this someone, grabbed his shirt collar.

"Why hello there." He said in a thick Australian accent,"and who might you be?"

Chase struggled to get away from this man, but he couldn't do it. So instead of answering the question he asked one of his own.

"What did you do to this girl?! Who are you?"

"The name boy, is Micheal Rendo. Serial killer extraordinaire. And, now that you know who I am. I assume you're smart enough to figure out why I did to Renee Perkins"

Chase was smart enough to know. He was also smart enough to know that Renee Perkins had gone missing five days ago, but was only killed now. And Chase had a gut feeling he was next.

"Now boy. I'll ask you again. Who. Are. You?" He hissed at Chase.

"Like I'd tell you" Chase said, trying to act brave, it was a miserable attempt.

"Don't worry little boy. It won't matter. Five days from now. You'll get to meet Renee"

Chase knew what he meant. He was going to die, the same way Renee had died. Chase knew Micheal was going to drown him, but that's not the part he was truly afraid of. He was afraid of what would happen in the five days between now and his death. Obviously Micheal had to have done something to Renee to make her bruise and bleed like that.

Without warning Micheal let go of Chase's collar. Chase fell to the ground. He didn't realize until now that he had been relying on Micheal to keep him upright. He saw Micheal pick up a body bag. He walked over to Renee and unlocked her. He flipped her body over. Chase couldn't bare to look at her lifeless form, so he turned away.

Meanwhile Micheal was gently placing Renee's body into the bag. He closed her eyes then zipped the bag shut. Then he looked over at Chase, who has gotten the courage to look over at what Micheal was doing. Micheal walked back over to Chase, and pulled him up onto his feet. He made sure Chase's feet were flat on the ground before letting go. From there he unzipped Chase's jacket and threw it on the ground. Chase looked at him like he was insane then ran for his life. Micheal chased after him. Chase ran to the window, and was about to levitate when Micheal grabbed him from behind, and threw him on the ground, and jumped on top of him.

"GET OFF ME!" Chase yelled, kicking and struggling to get up. Micheal was too strong for Chase. He yanked off Chase's hoodie, then his t-shirt. Chase was still struggling like crazy as Micheal upped his undershirt off, revealing his abs. Micheal then got off Chase and stood up. Chase quickly stood up and headed for the window. Micheal stopped him and grabbed his ear. That was Chase's most sensitive spot. He immediately stopped moving to lessen the pain. Micheal dragged him toward the bridge.

"Let go of my ear!" Chase yelled at him.

"No way, boy" Micheal said. Then he pushed Chase down onto the bridge. Chase tried to jump up, but Micheal jumped down on top of him. It was an intense struggle, but Micheal managed to strap on of Chase's wrists onto the bridge. From there it was easier to strap his other wrist in. After he was strapped in Chase stopped struggling.

"Now. Who are you boy?" Micheal asked Chase for the third time. Chase saw no reason to keep anything from this man, maybe just to feel like he had a little power in the situation, but he remembered what situation he was in, and made the smart decision to talk.

"My name is Chase. Chase Davenport" Chase spat out.

"Chase Davenport? Davenport, Davenport. Where have a heard that name before?" He asked himself. Chase thought it wasn't a good idea to brag about his father being a billionaire so he kept his mouth shut while Micheal debated with himself.

"Davenport, Davenport, Davenport, Davenport Industries? Inventor, billionaire...billionaire! He's a billionaire! I can get millions of dollars for your body!"

"Excuse me, but isn't that, like, wrong?" Chase asked him.

"Yes it's wrong. That's why I do it. Rest up. Tomorrow. We begin" with that, Micheal left, leaving Chase in a warehouse, with artificial moon and stars. Chase was worrying about what he meant by starting. He probably meant he was going to start to torture Chase. That made him tense. He took deep breaths while trying to calm himself down. He wouldn't admit it to anyone, but he was scared. Really really scared. He tried to fall asleep, but he never could. The combination of fear and curiousity was too much. It overwhelmed his brain. Which made Chase start to cry.

Soooooo? How was that? I know I've started a lot of stories recently, but I'm working on it. I feel really bad about it, but I'm thinking about putting The Future of Lab Rats up for adoption. I feel REALLY guilty, but its the only story I don't have an ending for. I'll let you know if it's going up for adoption. Onto a more positive note chapter will probably go back to the Davenport's house, and see their reactions, etc. So until then follow, favorite, and REVIEW!