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Chase's POV

The whole trip was spent in silence. Douglas focused his attention on making sure not to crash the helicopter while I stared out the window, deep in thought.

I made a huge mistake.

Those words kept repeating in my head and they were true. I did make a huge mistake, but maybe . . . just maybe . . . there was a chance I could fix it.

My siblings . . . I truly hoped they were okay. I just left them there, unconscious, and without any resources or somebody to escort them to safety. What if Bree's super speed didn't work? What if they got lost while trying to walk their way back home? What if other dangers lurked around ready to strike at any minute? What if they were unable to contact Mr. Davenport and Leo and get help from them?

Or worst . . . what if they never woke up?

Stop it, Chase! You're being way too paranoid! You know that your siblings are very capable of taking care of themselves. They can handle whatever is thrown at them.

At least I hope so.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I couldn't let this worry me and most importantly, I couldn't let Douglas start to get suspicious if he notices my odd behavior.

Then he'll know something fishy was going on and I wouldn't have a good enough excuse this time to get out of it.

"We're here." Douglas said as he landed the helicopter in the middle of a forest.

I silently nodded, proceeding to get out of the helicopter. Douglas stood next to me, a concerned look on his face.

"What?" I asked, feeling uncomfortable. "Shouldn't we be moving along?"

"You've been unusually quiet, Chase. Is something wrong?"

I shook my head. "No, I just have a lot on my mind right now."

Douglas nodded understandingly and decided to drop the subject . . . for now. I had no doubt he was going to bring it up again soon.

I followed Douglas as he walked over to a giant bush – a fake, plastic bush – and removed it to reveal a wooden trap door in the ground.

"Can you use your bionics and scan the area? Make sure we have no lurkers or stalkers." Douglas told me. I rolled my eyes.

"Seriously? I'm pretty sure we're the only ones around here. Hardly anyone comes into this forest because they think it's too dangerous. You decided to set your hideout here for that very reason."

"Well, obviously we can't be found out or else we'll be in big trouble." Douglas stated. "And this forest is dangerous. I got attacked by a bear the other day while picking berries."

"That was a squirrel."

"It still attacked me! And I got a rash because of it."

"That rash wasn't from the squirrel. It was from the berries you picked – which were in fact poisonous!"

"Are we done now?" Douglas asked, annoyed.

I smirked. "Would you like me to mention the bathroom incident?"

"No thank you!" Douglas exclaimed. "Just come here!" He unlatched the trap door and opened it up, revealing a staircase that led deep underground.

"I still don't understand why our hideout had to be underground." I replied, following Douglas down the stairs.

"It's the best place to stay hidden."

"Right . . . "

We traveled down the stairs and came up to a large steel door. Douglas entered a password into the keypad and the door unlocked. He then turned the handle and opened the door, entering the lab.

"You've spent how long in a basement? The underground shouldn't be any different." Douglas remarked.

"Yeah, but . . . it's still not the same thing."

"So what if it's a little dirtier and stuffier? I don't have the money for a complete renovation." Douglas said. "Mom stopped sending me fifty-dollar birthday checks."

I cringed as I was reminded the walls, ceiling, and floor were nothing, but dirt. At least the lab equipment we recovered made this hideout slightly livable.

Douglas walked over to the cyber desk. "Into your capsule." He directed, waving a hand to the capsule that sat in the middle of the room.

I raised an eyebrow. "Why?"

Douglas sighed, rubbing his temples. "Why so many questions? To give you a new bionic ability of course!"

"A new one?" I asked, surprised. "Already?"

"Yes, now go." Douglas ushered me into the capsule.

"Geesh! Okay! I'm going!" I opened the capsule and stepped inside, the door locking behind me.

Douglas grinned, rubbing his hands excitedly (and somewhat evilly might I add). "This will just take a few minutes." He typed in the cyber desk and then pressed a button. Immediately, the floor of the capsule lit up and I felt a slight tingling sensation followed by a zap in the neck where my bionic chip was located.

"Ow!" I mumbled, although Douglas didn't seem to hear me.

"Done!" He announced, the capsule door unlocking. I stepped out.

"So . . . what is this new bionic ability?" I asked.

Douglas smirked. "Oh, nothing much."

"You're not going to tell me?"

Douglas patted my shoulder. "Let's leave it a surprise, okay? It's only supposed to be used in emergencies."

"Well, what is it?" I tried again, but Douglas still didn't answer my question. Instead, he ignored me and walked over to the mini-fridge.

We have a mini-fridge underground, yet Douglas couldn't afford air-conditioning. It's like a sauna down here and I'm sweating through my mission suit. Remind me to thoroughly wash this later on.

"Great . . . " He muttered. "We're low on food. Guess it's time to go to the store." He closed the fridge disappointingly.

I sighed in relief. "Oh thank goodness! I was starting to get tired of eating nothing, but nuts and berries. Especially since most of the berries you picked were poisonous!"

"They were almost poisonous!" Douglas defended. "They didn't kill ya, did they?"

"No, but apparently cooking school didn't teach you anything about food poisoning." I retorted.

"I was sick that day so I missed the class, okay?"

I scoffed. "Shocker! You probably got sick from your own food!"

Douglas scowled. "Will you quit insulting me? I'll go buy some ingredients and make you some soup. How's that?"

I shrugged. "Fine by me. Just make sure it's not poison."

Douglas rolled his eyes. "You stay here. I'll be back soon." He then slammed the steel door shut, leaving me all by myself.

I rushed over to Douglas's cyber desk and pulled up information on the new ability he gave me. I guess he forgot to block any way of me finding out what it is. What a rookie! Did he also forget that he was dealing with a genius?

I scrolled through the information and my eyes widened as I read what this new bionic ability was and what it could do.

No . . . Douglas . . . what did you do?!

He didn't just give me a new ability. He also installed the Triton App on me!

He's planning an attack on my family, specifically on Mr. Davenport, and he's going to use me to . . . to kill them.

"I can't do this anymore! I have to warn them! I have to get away! I can't let Douglas take control over me!"

But how? If I leave, he'll just find me again.

Unless I erase any way of him tracking me . . .

I grinned, an idea forming in my head. "Sorry, Douglas, I will do many things, but killing my family is not one of them."

I typed on the cyber desk and turned my GPS signal off, along with deleting a few other things Douglas could use to find me.

"Hmm . . . that may not be enough." I muttered. I then used my super strength and punched the cyber desk, cracking it and eventually splitting it in half.

"Whoops. You better hope that wasn't expensive, Douglas!"

I grinned. Revenge was so sweet! With no cyber desk, Douglas couldn't possibly be able to find me, especially if I turned my GPS signal off.

"Now to go back to my family!" I walked over to the steel door, my hand on the handle. I was about to turn it open, but I stopped.

"I can't just show up unexpectedly, can I?" I asked myself. "I . . . I don't know. Maybe if I-" My eyes fell onto the cyber mask sitting on the table full of other inventions Douglas had borrowed – more like stole.

I smirked. "Perfect."


Adam's POV

My eyes are tired from all this staring. I so desperately want to blink, but I can't let Leo win. Not a chance!

"Hey, what's that?" Leo asked, pointing at something behind me.

"Ooh! A purple unicorn?" I guessed, looking behind me to see nothing there. I heard Leo laughing and I frowned. "You tricked me!"

Leo grinned. "It helps that you're so easily distracted."

"Not fair! I demand a rematch!"

"Staring contests don't have rematches."

"How do you know? You weren't the one who came up with the rules!" I retorted.

"Actually I was." Leo stated, smirking.

"Yeah, right! I'm not falling for that again!" He thinks he's so clever! I'll show him!

"Well, since I won, I guess I get the last piece of cake in the fridge."

"But I want it!" I insisted.

"Hmm . . . how about we split it? You get one-third and I get the rest." Leo said.

"Okay . . . wait! That's not even!" I realized.

"How do you know? You're not that great at math." Leo remarked.

I slammed my fists on the cyber desk in frustration. "That's it! I still demand a rematch!"

Leo's eyes widened. "Adam . . . "

"Leo, stop distracting me! It won't work!"

"Adam . . ." Leo pointed a finger behind me.

"Leo, stop it!" I yelled.

"Okay, I just thought you'd like to know that Bree's capsule lit up red."

"Her capsule . . . what?!" I looked down at the cyber desk and realized I accidentally turned the heat sanitizer in Bree's capsule on. I remember Mr. Davenport telling me that can go up to 200 degrees. I had to get my sister out of there before she turns into a s'more!

Leo ran over and attempted to open Bree's capsule door, but it wouldn't budge. "Adam! It's locked! Use your super strength!"

"Hang on, Bree!" I exclaimed, running over to her capsule and breaking the glass. I then grabbed my unconscious sister and pulled her out, laying her on the floor.

"Is she breathing?!" Leo asked, panicked.

"I don't know! Use RPC on her!"

"It's CPR."

"Now's not the time to correct me, Leo! We have to do something!"

"I'll go get Big D." Leo said, running out of the lab.

"Come on, Bree. Stay with me!" I tried waking my sister up, but to no avail. This can't be happening! She has to be okay! She just has to be! I can't lose my sister too!

What would Chase do? I wish he was here . . .

I miss my brother . . . I want Chasey back . . .

Chase, where are you? Why did you leave us?

What did we do wrong? Whatever it is, we're really sorry . . .

"They're over there." I perked up at the sound of Leo's voice. I turned my head to see my brother and Mr. Davenport walk into the lab.

"Adam! What did you do?!" Mr. Davenport yelled, seeing my sister unconscious and barely breathing.

"I was just . . . it was an accident. I'm sorry!" I stated. "I truly didn't mean for this to happen. It just did."

If Bree dies, it's all my fault.

"Leo, go get my first aid kit! Hurry!"

Leo nodded. "You got it, Big D!" He wasted no time fetching the first aid kit and handing it to Mr. Davenport, who rummaged through it, trying to find something – anything – that could save my sister.

Suddenly, Eddy appeared on the tablet in the wall. "Hey Donnie!"

Mr. Davenport groaned. "Eddy! Now is really not a good time!"

"Sorry to interrupt your life or death situation, but we've got an intruder in the house."

"What?" Mr. Davenport looked up at Eddy. "Who?"

Eddy didn't respond as he shut off, leaving us only with a black screen.

"Eddy!"

"Eddy's not here at the moment."

All three of us turned around to see a random guy I didn't know standing in the lab.

"How did you get here?" I asked, my dying sister off my mind for the moment. The guy didn't look like he was a threat and there were no weapons on him – at least none I saw. I wonder who he is and why he's here.

"I took the elevator." The guy said calmly. Wait, he wasn't going to attack us?

Mr. Davenport frowned, not pleased. "Whoever you are, I suggest you leave immediately! If you haven't noticed, we're busy tending to my dying daughter!"

The guy's eyes widened. I swear I thought I heard him mutter my sister's name under his breath.

"Bree!"

Wait, how did he know my sister's name?

The guy ran over, pushing us out of the way and looking at my sister worriedly. Why did he care? He didn't know her! At least I didn't think he did. I really don't know. I've never seen this guy before!

"What are you doing?!" Mr. Davenport exclaimed, trying to shove the guy away from Bree. "First, you break into my house and next you try to attack my daughter?!"

"Yeah!" I piped in, about to tackle the guy to the ground. "No one hurts my sister!"

"Wait! I'm not attacking her!" The guy protested. "I can save her!"

I stopped and stared at him, debating on whether to believe him or not. Mr. Davenport seemed to be doing the same thing.

"You can save my daughter?" He asked. The guy nodded.

"Yes, please trust me! I'm not who you think I am!"

Mr. Davenport backed away and sighed. "I don't know why, but I feel like I can trust you and that you're telling the truth."

"Do anything that will hurt my sister and I'll snap you in half like a wishbone!" I threatened.

"Don't worry, Adam, I would never harm our sister."

"Yeah you won't – wait what?!" This guy knows my name too and he claims Bree is his sister? What is going on?

All three of us watched as the guy's hand glowed orange – wait how did he do that? Is this guy bionic too? – and he put his hand on Bree, an aura of energy surrounding her. Wait . . . was he using bionics to save my sister?

The guy groaned as all the energy from his hand went into Bree. Seconds passed before the guy removed his hand. He stumbled, grabbing the edge of the cyber desk to stabilize himself before he did a face-plant on the floor.

"Are you okay?" I asked, concerned.

The guy nodded. "Yeah, I'm just a little weak."

"Did it work?" Leo asked. We looked at Bree anxiously, hoping she would wake up.

After what felt like hours of silence and waiting, my sister's eyes flew open and she immediately sat up, gasping and coughing.

"Bree!" I grinned, once seeing my sister, alive and breathing.

Mr. Davenport patted Bree's back as she started to breathe normally again. She smiled as she looked up at us. "Hey guys, what happened?"

"You fell unconscious so we put you in your capsule, but then Adam accidentally turned the heat sanitizer in your capsule on so he had to break you out and then we tried saving you, but-"

"Leo . . . "

Leo grinned sheepishly. "Too much?"

Bree looked down, frowning. "Oh . . . "

"Bree," Mr. Davenport put his hand on his daughter's shoulder. "You almost died."

Bree's eyes widened. "What?"

"I'm sorry, Bree. It's my fault. I was careless. You almost turned into a s'more like Chase did when-" I stopped, feeling a pang of sadness again, remembering my brother. If only he was here . . .

Bree gave me a sympathetic smile. "I know, Adam, I miss him too."

"Bree, we weren't the ones to save you." Mr. Davenport said.

"What?"

"He was."

Bree looked up at the guy leaning against the cyber desk. He smiled as she stared at him with wide eyes. "Who is he?"

"We don't know. He just showed up and apparently he's bionic, but . . . "

"If I didn't show up when I did, Bree, you wouldn't have made it." The guy finished Mr. Davenport's sentence.

"Well, thank you. I don't know who you are or how you did what you did, but I'm happy to be alive."

The guy frowned. "You guys seriously haven't caught on by now?"

"Uh, what do you mean?" Leo asked.

The guy shook his head and smirked. "I'm surprised you don't know who I am. It should be obvious by the clues I kept giving."

"Wait . . . Chase?" The words slipped out of my mouth before I could stop myself. But now that I think about it, it made sense. How else did this guy know us by name and knew how to get into the lab? Plus he was bionic.

The guy spread his arms out wide. "Duh!" He said as if it was obvious.

"Chase?!" Bree exclaimed, unable to believe it. "How are you my brother? You sound or look nothing like him!"

"That's because I have a cyber mask on." The guy stated, pressing a button on the side of his neck. His face suddenly morphed into that of my brother's. "Hey guys, long time no see, huh?" He sounded and looked just like Chase! That's when I realized it was Chase!

All of us stared at him, speechless. He chuckled. "If you guys keep your mouths open like that, you're going to catch flies."

"Sorry . . . it's just . . . this is unbelievable!" Leo exclaimed.

"Chase, how did you do that?" Mr. Davenport asked. Chase frowned, confusion on his face.

"I deactivated the cyber mask by pressing the button here on my-"

Mr. Davenport shook his head. "Not that. I mean how did you do that?" He gestured toward my sister.

Chase's eyes widened in realization. "Oh! Um . . . it was a new ability Douglas gave me. I used my bionics to heal Bree. However, doing so kind of drained me. Sorry if I'm a little slow right now."

Mr. Davenport frowned, but then a smile slowly spread across his face. "I never thought I'd say this, but I am glad Douglas gave you more bionic abilities. If you didn't have that, Bree would've . . ."

"I know." Chase cut him off. "I'm glad too . . . sort of."

"Why are you here? How did you get here?" Leo asked. "I thought you were with Douglas!"

Chase sighed. "I left him."

"You left him?" I repeated, amazed. "Why?"

"Because I realized what I did was wrong. I never should've betrayed you guys. You're way too important to me. Besides, Douglas wanted me to kill you and that wasn't part of the deal."

"I'm happy you're back, Chase. Thank you for saving me." Bree said, smiling. "Perfect timing by the way."

Chase chuckled. "You're welcome."

"Chase, Adam and Bree told us everything that happened. Everything that you did." Mr. Davenport stated. "Leo and I also saw the security footage of the facility where you freed Douglas from his ice prison."

Chase looked down ashamed. "Yeah, I regret it." He looked back up at us. "I am so sorry. I didn't want any of this to happen! I truly didn't! I didn't want things to go this far! I . . ." He stopped. "Please forgive me." He whispered.

"Oh, Chase, of course we forgive you! You saved my life when you could've let me die! That's enough to prove to us that you're good again and on our side." Bree replied.

Chase grinned. "Really?"

Bree nodded. "Really. Welcome back, little brother."

"Group hug!" I exclaimed, grabbing my family and pulling them into a hug.

"Adam . . ." Chase couldn't help, but have a smile on his face. "I really missed these hugs."

I laughed. "Me too, Chasey! Me too!"

"I don't even mind that you called me Chasey. I actually kind of missed that too."

"It's really nice to have you back, Chase." Leo said.

"It's nice to be back."

"Chase, are you sure everything's over now? I mean . . . what about Douglas?" Mr. Davenport asked after we finished our hug.

"Douglas is still out there roaming around, but I turned my GPS signal off and broke the cyber desk in our hideout. He shouldn't be able to find me . . . at least I hope not."

Mr. Davenport stared at my brother, a serious look on his face. "Chase, Douglas has his ways. He'll find you again eventually."

"I know, I know, but for now can we just act like we don't have to constantly look over our shoulders?" Chase asked. "I really need a break from all of this and for things to return to normal . . . well as normal as it gets around here."

"We'll try." Bree said. "This family isn't exactly normal though." She added jokingly.

"Mr. Davenport . . ."

"Yes, Chase?"

"I want you to remove my bionic abilities. The ones Douglas gave me. I don't want to be hustle, muscle, and chussle. I want to be just chussle." A smirk crossed his lips. "The name is kind of growing on me now."

"If that's what you want, Chase. Would you like me to do it now?"

Chase bit his lip. "Sure . . . um . . . there's also something else I need to tell you."

"What is it?"

"Douglas installed the Triton App on me without me knowing."

Mr. Davenport's eyes widened. "What?!" He shrieked.

Chase winced at the loudness of Mr. Davenport's voice due to his bionic hearing. "You can remove it, can't you?" He asked.

"I can try, but Douglas was the one who did it, not me. I don't know if I'm capable of doing such a thing."

Chase frowned. "But I don't want the Triton App! It's even worse than my Commando App!"

I disagreed to that. There was nothing worse than Spike.

"I'll see what I can do, okay?" Mr. Davenport tried reassuring my brother.

Chase sighed, staring at the ground. "Thanks . . . " He mumbled. I felt really sorry for my brother. I wish there was something I could do to help him. Unfortunately, I didn't know what.

"Are you sure Douglas is gone for good?" Leo asked, nervously. "That guy can be quite sneaky. He's like a ninja."

Chase waved his hand dismissively. "Pfft. Trust me, Leo, I removed any way of Douglas ever finding me. He won't be coming back anytime soon."

"Are you sure about that, Chase?"

"Oh great . . ." Leo muttered.

Bree glared at her brother, a frown on her face. "Yeah, Chase, are you sure about that?"

I gasped, pointing a finger at the new person in the lab. "It's Evil Uncle Daddy! Again!"

Chase moved a hand through his hair and sighed deeply. "Oh no . . ."

Douglas smirked. "This is what happens when you do things in a haste, Chase. You mess things up and miss the little key details."

"I turned my GPS signal off and smashed your cyber desk." Chase said. "How did you find me?"

Douglas proudly held up a tablet in his hand. "This thing alerted me that a certain bionic son of mine deactivated his chip signal. It wasn't that hard to find you really. I knew you'd come crawling back to Donnie and your precious siblings."

Chase scowled. "Ugh! You're such a pain!"

"So are you. When will you just give up, Chase? You can't escape from me. You can't stop me. I am unbeatable!" Douglas boasted.

This guy is no doubt definitely Mr. Davenport's brother. His ego is just as big, if not bigger.

"You're not invincible, Douglas. Neither are we, but we will defeat you. One way or another, you're going down and will be locked back up in that facility. Whether it's chained to a wall or frozen in a block of ice, I don't care!" Chase stated angrily.

Douglas chuckled. "We'll see about that. I still have this." He swiped across the tablet in his hand and a screen popped up.

Chase's eyes widened in horror and he felt himself start to hyperventilate. It was the activation screen for the Triton App.

The Triton App that was now installed on his chip.

I became increasingly worried for my brother when I saw he was hyperventilating. "Breathe, Chase, breathe." I told him, patting him on the back. "Breathe . . ."

However, my attempts at calming my brother down did not work.

"No, Douglas, please! I know what you're going to do and you can't do it! You'll regret it later on, believe me! I will not kill my family!" Chase pleaded, still hyperventilating and in a panicked state.

Douglas had an amused look on his face. "I will not regret anything, Chase. There is nothing you can do to convince me. No amount of resisting or protesting will stop me from turning you into my bionic soldier. I will finish what I started! My plans will soon be fulfilled! Donnie and his weak, pathetic family will be gone and I can finally take over Davenport Industries and soon the whole world! And you, Chase, will be ruling alongside me."

"I will never rule the world with you." Chase spat.

Douglas rolled his eyes. "You'll still be by my side carrying out all my plans when you're under the Triton App . . . permanently."

"No . . . this can't happen! No! Douglas! Stop this! You've gone too far!" Chase protested.

Mr. Davenport nodded, agreeing. "Chase is right, Douglas. This has gone on long enough. Surrender now and face the consequences of your actions. Admit that you've been defeated."

"Surrender? Defeated? Oh no, Donnie, I will never surrender to you and I have not been defeated! I am just about to win this battle!"

"You won't win." Mr. Davenport retorted.

"That's what you think. With Chase by my side under the Triton App, there's no doubt I will win!" Douglas grinned evilly. Chase had a look of pure fear on his face. I hated seeing my brother so afraid. I had to help him somehow.

"Douglas . . ." Mr. Davenport tried again.

"Quiet, Donnie! You've lost! Admit that you're the one whose been defeated!" Douglas yelled. He turned his attention back to the tablet in his hand. "And now . . . for the final showdown . . ."

"No!"

"Douglas, stop!"

"Oh boy!"

"Chase!"

My brother yelled in agony as he clutched onto his head in pain, trying to counteract Douglas's attack.

"Come on, Chase! Don't give in! You can fight it!" I tried cheering my brother on.

"Shut up!" Douglas interrupted. "He's mine now!"

"No . . . don't . . . activate . . . Triton App . . . engaged!" Chase kept mumbling as he tried to fight against the app and not be controlled by it.

"Chase!"

My brother's efforts were futile.

Chase stopped struggling and suddenly his body stiffened. He had a blank expression on his face and I watched horrified as his eyes glowed an intense green.

The Triton App had taken my brother. He was gone.

Douglas smirked triumphantly. "Well, would you look at that?"

"Douglas, how could you?!" Mr. Davenport yelled at the point of wanting to rip his hair out (which he'd never actually do).

"Quiet, Donnie! It is now time to finish you off." He turned to face me and my siblings. "It's your lucky day. You get to watch as your own brother kills you."

"We're not going down without a fight! We can still stop you!" Bree exclaimed, getting into a battle stance.

I looked at my sister worriedly. "Bree, are you sure you can fight? You've been through enough as it is."

Bree sent me a reassuring smile. "Trust me, Adam, I'm okay to fight."

I smiled back and stood beside my sister, ready to attack. Mr. Davenport and Leo joined us, looking as confident as ever. Although I knew deep inside they were terrified. I was too a little.

I couldn't fight my brother, but I had to . . . I had to protect myself and the rest of my family.

Douglas smirked. '"How touching. However, your team is no match for Chase. He's more powerful than all of you!" He then turned to look at my brother and uttered three words I thought I'd never hear that sent shivers down my spine.

"Chase, destroy them."

And just like that, a battle that I'd never forget – a battle that almost tore this family apart and destroyed everything that we had left – had begun.


Dun . . . dun . . . DUN! And the plot thickens even more! Haha! Epic cliffhanger! Thanks for reading! Reviews are appreciated! See ya next time! :D