"Mom, where did you put all my old stuff?" Donald asks his mother as he walks back into the kitchen.
"I put all of your and Douglass's things up in the attic. Your father didn't want to leave everything just sitting in your old room."
"Alright thanks mom. Tasha, I'm going to be up there with the kids." He tells his wife.
"Do you want to be keep Leo down here?" She asks her husband.
"No, I have something for him to do."
"Why do we have to stay down here?" Leo whines. Donald had just told Adam, Bree and Leo to stay with their cousins, while he and Chase built the capsules.
"Do any of you know how to build a capsule?" Chase smirks. The silence was enough of a point for the others not to complain.
A few minutes later, Davenport and Chase are digging though boxes of parts and tools.
"Do you have any ideas of how we are going to disguise the capsules, or recreate their power source? Do we even have enough modern technology to create them? I mean seriously these parts have like 25 years old, and-"
"25 years old, how old do you think I am?" Donald snaps.
"Come on Mr. Davenport, you're like 45 years old-"
"35!"
"Oh, really, are you sure?" Chase asks.
"Just go and get that box over there and bring it over here." Mr. Davenport groans.
"I was thinking we could make the capsule's energy source into necklaces we could wear. I have always thought about doing that, but I never really had a reason to do it. Plus, I didn't think you would like the idea, and Adam will probably lose his, and it would look pretty suspicious if we all wore the some necklaces all the time, and it would really just look weird for a guy to were jewelry, and-"
"Is one of your glitches talking to much?" Chase always gets really excited when Mr. Davenport asks him to help him on a project. I doesn't happen as often as he would like, so when the opportunity happens, Chase goes a little crazy.
"Sorry." The bionic mutters.
"I don't know about the necklace idea… do you think it could work?" Mr. Davenport asks his genius son.
"I think so, I have an idea on how to shrink down the power source so it will fit into a necklace." Chase shrugs.
"Do have have any blue prints?" Chase smiles. He puts his finger to his temple and projects his blueprints. Mr. Davenport opens his mouth to protest his son using bionics, but closes it when he takes a closer look. A smile creeps onto his face. Sometimes he forgets how smart his youngest bionic is. "What do we need to make this happen?"
"Adam, can I have your help for a couple minutes?" Mr. Davenport left his makeshift lab with a list of nessities from Chase.
"Gladly." Adam groans as he peels Denny off his arm. "What do you need?"
"Chase gave me a list of things to get. I need your help getting them." He explains. "I need you to go to the kitchen and grab the toaster. Then, I need the radio, and three cell phones with a touch screen."
"Where I am supposed to find the phones? The only ones with phones are Bree, Tasha, you and me…oohh."
"Yep, and you can't have mine." Mr. Davenport slaps Adam on the back and walks away.
"Bree is going to shoot me." Adam groans as he walks back into the room to try and take his sister's phone.
15 minutes later Adam drags himself up the stairs to the attic.
"I have…what you… asked for." He pants. Getting Bree's phone from her was a… war.
"What took you so long?" Mr. Davenport asks his son.
"I had to take a phone from a teenage girl. Why couldn't you have asked for me to take a baby crocodile from it's hungry mother? That would have been easier and less painful."
"Quit whining, I had to steal some of my mother's jewelry. If she finds out I took her stuff she'll burn me alive." Mr. Davenport tells his son. He didn't want to steal from his mother, but he needed to. It was for her own safety. If anyone in the family found out about the bionics, they would all be in trouble. Especially with Douglass out there. Donald doubted his brother would do anything drastic, but it was always a possibly.
"How long is this going to take? Bree and I are hardly containing our glitches." Adam asks.
"If we work through the rest of the day and night, we can probably finish it by tomorrow morning." Chase says as he starts to take apart the phones.
"Just hurry up. Leo is starting to run out of lies, and that's hard for him. He's full of lies!"
"We're working, but do you know how hard it is to fit the power source from our capsules into a small compartment that is light enough to carry around and still not short out when put through various environmental conditions?" Chase asks, but seeing his older brother's confusing gives him is answer. "Never mind, just get back in there."
Adam groans, but does what he is told. The two genius spend the next 14 hours straight working. It probably would have only taken a 11 hours, but Chase kept glitching and at one point Mr. Davenport even fell asleep. Throughout the night different people came and checked on them, but they were quickly pushed away. By the next morning, they were finished.
"All I want to do is sleep." Chase groans as the two stumble into Donald and Douglass's old bedroom.
"I know, wake up your brother and sister." He orders his bionic son.
"Adam, Bree wake up." He drawls out trying to keep from collapsing from exhaustion.
"What is it Chase?" Bree mumbles from her sleep.
"We finished." He falls down onto the floor.
"Oh really, can we see?" Adam asks excitedly as he sits up.
"Later." Chase grunts.
"Come on Chase, you took my phone from me." Bree whines.
"Uuuggghhh!" Chase groans.
"Just show them." Mr. Davenport orders.
"Fine." He complains as he tosses the necklaces over to his siblings.
"These are so cool!" Bree sings as she looks it over. They are medal medallions with the Davenport industries three ringed symbol on the front with their first names engraved onto the back.
"Are those really just like capsules?" Leo asks as he looks at Adam's.
"Yep, although they need to be charged every couple months." Chase explains. "As long as we wear these we won't have to worry about our bionics shorting out or running out of power."
"Cool, now we don't have to worry about going out of town!" Bree grins.
"Great, now can I sleep?"
A man in a thick winter coat stands out in the cold staring intently at the house. The house hasn't changed any since he was little. The only think that has changed is him. Back when he lived in that house his older brother Donny was his hero. Sure, they fought a lot and disagreed, but he still would do anything for his big brother, but then his brother stole and betrayed him. He kicked him out of their company and stole his kids. He had to fake his own death in order to hide from the cops. Now, he was going to make Donny pay for what he did, even if it meant hurting the rest of his family to do it.
I'm going to be finishing this is two more chapters. I'm working on another story. It's about what life would have been like if Donald would have saved the kids before Douglass implanted them with bionics. There will also be other twists to the story, but that's the jist of it. If you guys want, I'll put a preview at the end of the next chapter.
