Hey guys. Thanks for the reviews. Here's chapter 4!
"All done" Mr. Davenport cries walking away from his computer and over to me, "I scanned your chip and everything looks ok to me." I roll my eyes.
"Take me back upstairs" I pout, "You're creeping me out."
"Chase…." He started, "Never mind. Let's go back upstairs." He lifted me up and carried me back upstairs. Why is he acting so nice to me? After a couple days of resting, I finally was able to walk around normally again with a slight limp in my step. Tasha also said it was okay for me to go back to school. When I arrived at school with my siblings, everybody just started at me. They were probably staring because of my black eye and bruised face. Before lunch Principal Perry called me into her office.
"Hey pipsqueak" she told me, "Step into my office for a second." I nod and quickly follow her into my office and sit down beside her desk. What does she want me for this time? I bet she wants to me to hack into some kind of system or something. Ever since she found out about our bionics, she has been nothing but a pest.
"What do you want?" I ask, "Whose website do you want me to hack into?" She gives me a concerned look.
"Chase" she starts, "I'm worried about you." What? She's worried? About me?
"Why?"
"Well the nurse informed me that you've been going to her office a lot lately claiming that you said you've been having some pain in certain areas of your body."
"Yeah I have been having some pain, so what?"
"She told me you've been coming to see her for almost two weeks now."
"So…"
"What I'm getting at is, if you are in so much pain, why doesn't your family just take you to a doctor?"
"Uhhh….well…"
"Is somebody abusing you at home?"
"No way! Why would you ask that?!"
"Chase, where did you get that black eye?"
"I ran into a pole."
"Oh I totally believe that! That's the first thing someone tells me when I ask about their black eye!"
"I did run into a pole! No one's abusing me at home!"
Perry sighed. "That's what they always say. Look kid, I'm just trying to help."
"Well I don't need your help, I'm fine."
"Ok. You can go now." I start to head out the door.
"But if you ever want to talk about this with me again, you know where to find me." I nod and leave her office. I actually wanted to tell her the truth, but I didn't want to end up messing up my entire family. As long as Mr. Davenport doesn't hurt anyone else in the family, telling on him will not be an option for me.
After school I head down into the lab to find Mr. Davenport working on one of his new inventions. Instead of greeting a nice Mr. Davenport, I end up greeting an angry Mr. Davenport.
"What do you want?!" he barked.
"I-I-I just came down here to start training." I spit out. What was wrong with him? He was nice yesterday night and now he's back to his mean old self again.
"You're early" he chuckled, "I guess that beating I gave you yesterday knocked some since into you." He laughed. Then out of nowhere he slammed his fist down on the desk hard. I jumped a little. He chuckled again. "You're pathetic. I'm ashamed to call you my son." Ouch. That hurt. Even though he's not even my dad it still hurt.
"What are we doing today?" I ask him, ignoring the comment he made a second ago.
"Well I was going to send you on a mission" he answered, "But obviously you're not ready to go on a mission on your own."
"Sure I am. Why wouldn't I be ready to go on a mission?"
"Hey don't blame me, others besides me don't think you're ready to go either."
"What are you talking about?"
"See for yourself." He hands me his tablet. "Watch the video Eddy recorded last week when you were still sleeping downstairs." I watch a video that Eddy recorded of everyone in my family sitting in the living room talking about me and I mean everyone! Even Tasha and Leo!
"Hey guys" Mr. Davenport starts, "What would you think of me sending Chase on a mission by himself next week? He's really the only one I need this time. I won't need you Adam and Bree for this one." There was a pause of silence and all of a sudden there was laughter flowing from everyone's mouth.
"Is this a joke?" Tasha laughed.
"No" Davenport replied, "I'm serious!"
"I'm sorry" Leo added, "It's just that Chase….he wouldn't last one minute on a mission by himself."
"Yeah" Bree cried, "Without me and Adam, Chase would get killed. There's no way he could survive."
"Especially with that tiny doll body of his" Adam squeaked out.
"Besides his brain he's useless.." I almost drop the tablet. They've all been talking about me?
"You see" Davenport smiled, "I'm not the only one who thinks you're weak."
"B-but" I stutter out.
"Everyone agrees you shouldn't go on that mission." That's it! If they really don't want me to go on the mission, I will go! Just to prove that I'm not worthless or whatever they think I am.
"No I'm going on that mission!" I shout.
"Are you-"
"Tell me what the mission is!" I order.
"Alright" Davenport evilly laughed, "Your mission is to go deep into the Sahara desert and find my hidden box with one of my special materials inside it."
"Why would you hide a box-" Smack. He just hit me in the face. I forgot that I couldn't question him when he was mad at me.
"None of your business of why I hid it there, but you need to get it. Here" He handed me a map. "This will lead you to the box. You'll have to dig it up out of the sand with a shovel." I nod. After I packed everything I needed in my bag I took a quick bathroom break and geared up into my mission suit. When I got back to the lab, I saw Adam and Bree looking down at my bag.
"Hey" I cry, "Get away from my stuff!" I push them out of the way and grab my bag.
"Where are you going?" Bree asked.
"On a mission." I replied, "The one that you guys apparently thought I couldn't go on by myself."
"What are you talking about?" Adam asked, "We never knew you were supposed to go on a mission."
"Don't lie to me" I shout at them, "I know that you guys think that I don't belong here, but I'm going to prove that I am worthy enough to do things by myself. Now if you'll excuse me." I start to walk off to Mr. Davenport's aircraft.
"Chase wait….." I shut the door before Bree could finish her sentence. I get in the aircraft and ride off to Africa. Once I reach the desert I start walking further and further into the Sahara. The aircraft was almost out of gas and I wanted to be able to ride back home, so I walk more than I have to. After about a half an hour, I realize that I'm lost. I never realized how hard it was to read an actual paper map. I wonder why Mr. Davenport just didn't implant a digital GPS map into my chip. It would have been a lot easier.
40 minutes later after roaming around lost, I decide to take a water break. I was getting pretty thirsty. Every minute that I'm out here, the hotter and hotter I get. I was also getting concerned that I wasn't sweating a lot. I sit down on a rock. I take my bag off. I search inside my bag for my water jug, but I can't find it. Please don't tell me I forgot to put it in my bag. I end up dumping everything out of my bag and I realize that I really didn't put the jug in the bag. Great. Now I'm going to be thirsty for the rest of the trip. I need to find this box quick!
I put my things back into my bag and begin to walk around again. Half of me is saying that I should turn around and head back home, but then I realize that I don't know where I am and I don't know how to get back to the aircraft. That's the problem with deserts. They look the same no matter where you're at. It feels like I've been walking for hours, days, years. I start seeing mirages like an ice cream shop, a fast food restaurant and I even see a water fountain once or twice.
A sand storm soon arises and I'm stuck in the middle of it. I get sand in my eyes, nose and mouth. I fall to the ground. Maybe I really can't do anything without Adam or Bree. Maybe they're right. If they were here with me, we would've been back at home by now. I try to get up, but my muscles feel weak and I collapse face first back into the sand. There's no use in calling for help, since I'm probably the only idiot out here. I feel bad pain in my head and I clutch my head with my hand. There's no way I'm getting out of this. I lay there alone for a couple more minutes before I slowly close my eyes and fall into a deep sleep.
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