Bree P.O.V

I was starting to think Leo was right. Chase was acting strange lately. I would always hear him talking to himself. Like one day after class...

"Why can't you just leave me alone?" I heard someone cry. I rushed to the bathroom where I heard the noise from. I saw Chase, tear staining his face. He was looking straight into the mirror, looking like he was ready to punch it. I was suddenly scared. "Chase?" I asked weakly.

He froze and turned on his heels slowly. "What?"

"Are you okay?" I asked cautiously.

"I'm okay," he said. "Now can you please leave me alone?"

I nodded and left, not wanting to provoke him. I had to go find Leo so we could figure this out together. I went to the main classroom by the hydroloop and sure enough, Adam and Leo were there.

"Leo," I called. "You were right."

"About what?" he asked, walking up to me.

"About Chase," I whispered, looking around to make sure Chase wasn't around.

"I told you!" Leo bragged. "What did it take for you to figure it out?"

"He was talking to himself, like you said," I reported.

"You mean yelling at air?" he "corrected." I then described the whole situation to him.

"It sounds like Chase is talking to something that isn't there," Adam said.

"No," Leo retorted sarcastically. "Really?"

"Yeah, Leo, isn't it obvious?" I just rolled my eyes at his comment.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Mr. Davenport said from behind us. We turned to look at him.

He sensed something was wrong. "What's going on? Why do you all look scared about something?"

Adam took a step toward him. "Long story short, your son is insane." Adam patted him in the shoulder. I slapped Adam on the shoulder.

"He's not insane Adam," Leo said. "At least, I hope he's not."

"Okay what are you talking about?" Mr. Davenport asked, frustrated.

"Okay, Big D," Leo started. "Something is seriously wrong with Chase?"

"What could possibly be wrong?" Davenport laughed. Me and Leo explained to him what we'd seen earlier.

"Who is this 'thing' he's talking to?" he asked taking us seriously now.

"We don't know, that's why we're telling you," Leo said.

"Hello everybody," Perry greeted, walking up to us. "What are you robot people talking about?"

"Terry, for the last time they aren't robots," Davenport sighed. "They're bionic."

"Eh, it's all the same to me," she shrugged. "Now what's so juicy you have to huddle to talk about it?"

"Nothing that concerns you," Leo said, clearly annoyed.

"Try me," Perry urged.

"Okay," Leo said. "Do we concern you?"

Perry paused for a moment. "Well, this was a good talk," she said, walking off.

"Anyway," I continued. "What are we going to do?"

"I'll talk to Chase," Davenport said. "But the rest of you keep your eyes on your brother." We all nodded.

"Okay."

Davenport P.O.V.

I was worried about Chase after what Leo and Bree had told me. But I was hoping it wasn't as bad as it sounds. I walked into the Mentor Quarters and found Chase on his tablet.

"Hey Chase," I greeted, trying not to sound worried or forced.

"Hey Mr. Davenport," he responded. "What's up?"

"Oh nothing, you know just business meetings and new inventions." I laughed nervously. "How about you?"

He eyed me suspiciously, but still answered my question. "I'm good. What do you want?"

I laughed again. "That's funny Chase. Why do I have to want something to talk to my son?"

He just stared at me blankly. "Mr. Davenport, what's wrong?"

I sighed. "Okay, I guess I can't beat around the bush much longer. Leo and Bree told me you were acting strangely and I was worried."

He didn't say anything for the moment. He just stared at the ground. Then he suddenly looked up, like he heard something. Which normally wouldn't surprise me because he had superhearing. But this was different. He was staring at something that wasn't there. And he looked angry, as if what he was "seeing" angered him.

"Chase," I waved my hand in front of his face, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, of course I am." he said, not fully paying attention to me.

"Okay, but do you want to talk?" I asked, still concerned.

"Davenport, you don't have to worry about me," Chase assured me. "I'm fine."

"Okay," I sighed, pulling him into a hug. "But if you need anything, call me, okay?"

"Okay," he sang. "Thanks."

"No problem," I got up and left.

Chase P.O.V.

As soon as Davenport left, I almost screamed. I didn't though. I just turned to look at him. He just looked back at me, menacingly with a sadistic look in his eyes.

"Why are you enjoying this?" I screamed. "Why does my pain excite you?"

"Because I'm causing it," he laughed. I just clenched my hands into fists and paced around in the room. "And the best part is, I'm pretty much you."

"No you aren't!" I yelled.

"Oh Chase, I thought you were smarter than this," he chuckled. "I look like you and now, thanks to your chip, I sound like you and am just as smart."

I took a deep breath. "Okay, you aren't real. So if I close my eyes, when I open them, you won't be there!"

"Go ahead try it," Spike said, amused. "I'd like to see you fail."

I closed my eyes, praying he would be gone when I opened them. I opened my eyes after ten seconds and I was terrified. He was still there a menacing grin plastered across his face.

"You aren't real!" I said more to myself than him.

"Who's to say?" I put my head in my hands.

"Oh and snoozefest, you've got company." he said, gesturing to Bree and Leo. I turned around and they looked worried.

"Chase, are you okay?" Leo asked. I was really starting to get sick of that question.

"Seems to be the question of the week," I retorted, sinking onto the couch.

"But are you?" Bree persisted.

"Yes I'm fine Bree," I breathed. "I just have a headache."

"Is it bad?" Leo asked.

"No, Leo I'm fine," I said, realizing how bad my head hurt. "But why'd you tell Davenport I was acting weird?"

"Because you were," Leo answered. "Come on, Chase, you're smarter than this."

"Yeah, maggot," Oh great he's back. "You are."

"Well can you all quit worrying about me?" I groaned. "I'm fine."

"Okay, sheesh, no need to be so hostile."

"You going to be okay Chase?" Bree asked, referring to my headache.

"Yeah, I will."