You may be disappointed. But this idea just struck me, so I cancelled the idea I had earlier. I strongly suggest listening to Taylor Swift's 'Haunted' while reading. This song inspired most of what I wrote. Okay, all of what I wrote... Anyway, this story's AU and OOC, so don't review saying that 'That's not what happened in Armed and Dangerous!'. Dude, I know. I've watched it.

By the way, Happy belated birthday, Billy! Yeah, I knew it was his birthday, but I didn't get a chance to update because I was grounded .-.

Ra'Zara The First: You heard her! Join 'em, Chasey!

MoonlitShadowsoftheHumanSoul: He has to evil. Chase just has those evil vibes... And I would like to point out whether you're correct or not, but it would ruin the suspense. So...

AllAmericanSlurp: You just got yourself in a room with a crazed fangirl who wants you to update. And there's no way out. -sly grin-

daphrose: I love flamethrowers! Oh, you mean... Oh. -runs-

So anyway, I'm switching the POV here. Congratulations, you all get to see what the rest of our beloved family members are doing! Well, the ones at the press conference. And this is mainly Bree's POV. A warning before we start, though, this chapter is pretty gruesome. That includes blood and injuries. So if you're not comfortable with it, do not read the chapter. This story was rated T for a reason. This chapter is also pretty important, so...

She couldn't believe it.

Wait... What couldn't she believe again? Her sibling, her brother, her younger brother... What did he do? Oh, yes. He just demonstrated his powers. But... Why is that so bad?

Bree was having a hard time recollecting herself. Her brain wasn't helping her much, either.

She blinked. She now became aware of her environment. The first thing that caught her eye was blood. A lot of blood. Where did all this blood come from? People, of course. But how?

Suddenly, the memories flashed in front of her.

The news of the government owning them, the burst of feels inside her, the look in Chase's eyes before... Before he struck trauma everywhere. And then he had ran. She had seen him through her blurry vision, running out of the hall. She couldn't focus on much that time, because her head was hurting like crazy.

That was a wrong thought to think about. Pain erupted in her head, pain she had not been aware of previously.

She groaned and put her hand up to her head. Another groan was let out from her lips. She decided she was going to ignore the pain. To do that, she slipped back into her thoughts.

Bree had always known that neither of them , her siblings, would ever take any action or any word uttered, because of siblings rivalry, to heart. But there was always something which bothered her about her youngest blood brother. The twinkle in his eyes which always seemed less... twinkly whenever someone made a short joke, or when they teased him about never getting a girlfriend.

They were just joking. Nothing serious. Right?

It turns out, no- she was wrong. She always thought she would never live to see the day when Chase's patience with the jabs would wear off. He was capable of handling it. Or so she thought.

When Graham announced the news, Chase seemed as upset about it as all of them were. But when she caught a glimpse of Chase's eye, she saw something deeper. He was upset, but not about the recent news. No, it was something more... deep.

It was kind of funny how anyone could make out how Chase felt by simply just looking at his eyes. They were hazel, unlike any of them. They were clearer. Just one glance could be enough for a thousand words.

At least it was like that for Bree, since she lived with him for the past sixteen years. There were very few things he could hide from her.

She remembered how Chase's eyes went from warm and sad to... cold and... angry? It made no sense to Bree, so she just shrugged it off. Little did she know that she shouldn't have. She should have asked him what was wrong. And she was about to, when Chase slapped himself right across the face. She was slightly taken aback. That's when Adam vocalized another one of his famous puns. She couldn't help but smile at it. Everything was normal, everything was fine.

No, she should've glared at Adam. It wasn't the time.

Bree curled her hands into fists. It was kind of déjà vu, Chase had the same look he had before he risked his life in an avalanche. She mentally cursed at herself. She knew that look in his eyes. He wanted to prove himself.

Bree couldn't lose her brother again. No, not after last time. The avalanche incident made her vow to take better care of her brother.

But before she could take any action, his eyes were hard and cold. That's when it happened.

Bree felt a trickle run down her cheek. Chase had left them. He could never come back to them. She knew he was feeling regretful. Wait... Was he feeling regretful? He did look that way when he bolted. But it could have changed. Chase had left them there, injured, in shock.

She had thought she knew everything about her little brother. What's his favorite color, then? Her mind challenged her. Green. Since that's the color of his chip. He used to like blue, because that was the color of his force field. And when he was six, he liked red because Adam's heat vision was the same color. She smiled to herself. He used to look up t Adam, even when he teased him. Did you know about his lust for power, then?

Bree's eyes widened. Of course! How could she have not realized it before? It was all because he wanted power. She wishes she had realized that earlier, right before Chase lifted up his arms. Before she went flying into the wall. Before the pain. Before seeing her brother run away. Before slipping into unconsciousness.

Now all she wants is to rewind, comfort her brother and tell him how much she loves him. She now knows that he felt neglected.

He felt neglected, he left them without a second thought.

Everything she thought she knew about him was turned upside down. How many more things was Chase hiding? What was he doing right now? Where did he go? Will he come back?

Bree let out a small cry, all these questions did not help her headache.

He was gone. Forever? Maybe. And the worst part was that she couldn't go after him now. She was in too much trauma for that. She wondered if he ever felt traumatized by every mean thing everyone else did to him. Of course he felt traumatized.

She had lay there on the ground and had watched him run away. Run away from the disastrous fate that was sure to have engulfed him if he had stayed. He had run off from everything. His family, his adopted parents, his siblings, her...

She never joked when she told him she loved him. Even if it was casual, it meant a lot to her. And she was pretty sure it meant a lot to him, but after this fiasco, she wasn't so sure anymore.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her shoulder. Adam.

She realized she was crying. She looked at Adam. Unlike Chase, no one could really read his emotions by just looking into his chocolate brown eyes. He usually only had positive emotions, so there wasn't really anything to it.

But now she can see the pain that he tries to hide. She now knows that he hides his feelings because they shouldn't get in the way of him protecting his siblings. He can't be negative, if his confidence lowers, then everyone's confidence lowers. He does all he can to make people smile. That's why he made that joke in that critical situation.

"I've got some competition in weightlifting, don't I?" He smiled to her.

Bree smiled. He could always make her smile. It was comforting how Adam's smile could beat through anything But she wishes that Chase was there to share a smile. She wishes it was Chase comforting her. She wants him to be at her side, telling her it will all be okay, he will never lash out on them like that again. But beggars can't be choosers.

She wishes she didn't feel this way. Adam was the only one left now. The third member had been dropped now. They had to work together to get him back. But Bree just didn't have the energy right now.

She took in a breath. She knew the chances of seeing Chase again were few. But Adam was the one who was keeping her intact with her hopeless hope.

"He left us, Adam," she managed to croak out. "He wants power, Adam," she sobbed into his chest. Adam stroked her hair. "Something's gone terribly wrong, Adam!" she faced him. She then collapsed back into his chest, crying her heart out.

"I know, Bree. I know he left us. I know he wants power. Everything has gone terribly wrong, Bree. But we have to move past it."

Bree didn't care if he was being too harsh and straightforward. There was no way anyone could sugarcoat this, not even Adam.

She felt something wet on her forehead. He was crying with her.

"We can't move past him. We have to get him back. We can't let-" her voice broke. "...We can't let him turn evil," She wiped away a tear. "I know somewhere, deep down, he's good. We can't let his power-hungry self take over him. Adam, we have to-"

"I know. We'll get him back, Bree."

"He can't be gone, Adam! Chase can't be gone!"

Her older brother shushed her. She looked up at him. His eyes were puffy and red from the crying. She knew that her eyes looked more or less the same.

They both knew they could get out of this huge mess. They can get their brother, their real brother, back.

"Bree?"

"Yes, Adam?"

"Let's just promise we'll never let our evil sides get hold of us," he smiled. That was all she needed to see. An Adam Smile could brighten up the worst moments.

"I promise."

Chase left them. He was gone. He had escaped from misunderstandings. No second thoughts. He probably couldn't go back either. What would they say?

Bree wouldn't say anything. Actions speak louder than words. She would run over and hug him. Hug him ever so tightly. Knowing that your brother turned evil was one of the worst things ever.

She knew Donald and Douglas went through it. She just never thought that they, the inseparable team, could go through the same thing. She thought everyone learned from experience. Well, she thought, not everyone, I guess.

But deep down, she knew the bitter truth.

Chase had proved himself, alright. He had proved himself to be evil.

...Whoa o.o That came out much darker than expected. Oh well. Anything to hold off daphrose's minions.

Anyway, see you not-so-soon!