Am I Wrong?

by Iamtheex-ter-mi-nat-or

Chase Davenport was always in the shadow of his older Brother Adam. He never got credit for the missions that they went on. But one day after he storms out, he was walking past an alleyway when he heard groaning. Will Chase finally be the hero and not the sidekick? Or will Adam steal it? ((Brase))/KIDS UNDER THE AGE OF 12! STAY AWAY FROM THE SECOND PART OF CHAPTER NINE!/Completed!

3. Chapter Two

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BeautifulSupernova: Yah. My story glitched, and it had codes and all that stuff. But yah. I fixed it! Hurry :)

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BeautifulSupernova: Yes. Sadly everyone is neglecting Chase, but they'll think of him as a hero soon! :)

Chase paced the alleyway. He had just found his adopted sister. His adopted sister. The same little sister that use to play Pony and Puppy with him. The same little sister that he fell in love with...

He finished pacing, and walked over to her. He shook her arm lightly. At the touch she opened her eyes, and screamed. As she did that, she pulled the dirty blanket around her, covering up the holes in her shirt. "Who the Hell are you?" She asks, her eyes narrowed in fear, afraid that he was there to take her back to Jackiline. That horrible woman. She didn't care about Bree. "Who are you?" She asks again hoping for an answer. "I'm Chase," he says, showing a small smile. She smiles, small. Maybe he didn't work for Jackiline, but that still didn't stop her from reaching behind her, and touching a butchers knife. She kept it with her for protection. What happened to her six years ago, was bad. Horribly bad. So bad that she never liked to talk about it. Hell, if anyone tried to get her to talk abut it, she would punch them in the face then super speed away.

She saw the boy -Chase- snap his fingers in front of her face. "What's your name?" He asks, wanting clarification that I was actually Bree. "Oh. Uh. My name? It's Bree," she says. "Hi, Bree," he says. He smiles and felt his pocket buzz. He slipped his hand into it, and pulled out his phone which was buzzing like crazy. "Are you going to answer that?" Bree asks. "Oh uh." He stopped there. The caller ID showed: Donald Davenport. Should he accept or not? Finally he hit the accept button.

"Hello?" He asks. "Oh my God, Chase! I'm so glad your okay!" Davenport screamed from the other end. Chase sighs. "Me to. I guess," he says, looking down at his watch which read: 1:00. "Mr. Davenport. There's something you need to know," Chase says, excitement in his voice. (It's the squeaky hamster voice in 'Bro Down'). "What is it?" Mr. Davenport asks, sighing. "I found Bree," he says happily. He heard a crash, and a shrike. Chase guessed he was on speaker phone. "Mr. Davenport?" He asks, worriedly. "Chase. I'll be there in five minutes," Mr. Davenport says. Chase sighs. "Mr. Davenport. It took me an hour and forty-five minutes to get where I am," he says. "Chase, Chase, Chase," Mr. Davenport says. "Did you forget that I have a helicopter?" He asks. "I'll be there in five." And with that, he hung up.

*screams cause is finally done* OH my God! I finally finished this chapter! It took me two hours just to get the plot straight. Then my friend and I engaged into a fanfiction war. And my sister was distracting me.

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