Goodbye Leo…

The boy looked wide-eyed at someone and then there's a flash of light and a scream. I hear someone laughing… is it me?

Suddenly my throat closes up and I can't breathe. I claw at my throat, desperate for air. Everything starts to fade….

I wake up with a gasp and my hand goes to my throat but there's nothing there.

It was just a dream.

Rolling onto my side, I pinch the bridge of my nose and try to calm my heart that is pounding. I think I might be trembling too. It was just a dream. Get a hold of yourself.

I don't know if it's just a figment of my imagination or a memory. I wouldn't hurt anyone, especially harmless little Leo.

But you did. The memories come rushing back and I suddenly realize the blue bars surrounding me and my heart drops. I'm back in Douglas' lab?! No, it was destroyed.

I wanted to stand but decided against it when everything began spinning. Once it stops, I look past the blue bars and see that I'm not in Douglas' lab, but in Mr. Davenport's. I remember that I tried to escape and then realized I was drugged because I can't think of anything past that. Great, I went from one prison to another.

And I'm not alone. From my spot by the garage door, I can see the shadow of someone in Mr. Davenport's office. Most likely it's him.

I'm proven right when he walks into the lab, pausing for a moment upon seeing that I'm awake. His expression was hard to read as he came over to stand on the opposite side of the bars keeping me imprisoned. I stand up and gesture behind me.

"Douglas was kind enough to give me a bed to sleep in," I said, trying to break the tense silence that was so thick you could cut it with a knife. Mr. Davenport crossed his arms, not even cracking a smile. "Not to cramp on your hospitality. At least your lab has air conditioning." He still doesn't speak. "Are you going to say anything or just stand there like a creep."

"Were you this talkative with Douglas?" He finally asked.

"Oh, he does speak." He rolled his eyes. "Why am I here?"

"You think I'm going to let you go free after everything you've done to my family?"

"I was under the Triton App. Whatever I did I don't remember. I don't think it's fair for me to be held accountable for something I had no control over." Donny didn't look convinced.

"Oh so when you broke into my lab yesterday and electrocuted my son, you were under the Triton App too?"

"I broke in here so I could take out my bionic chip and destroy it." I explained to him and he was surprised at this, " And what happened with Leo... was an accident." I started to feel the guilt come back in full force.

"Really. An accident." I sighed harshly.

"Or maybe not. Is he hurt really bad?"

"No, thankfully. You just stunned him, no permanent damage." Some of the guilt went away. I don't know what I would have done if I had seriously hurt Leo.

"Ok, good. So let me go and I'll be on my way." When he shook his head I sighed again.

"Not going to happen." He said firmly.

"Then what's going to happen to me? I'm not about to be someone else's science experiment. You already have Adam, Bree, and Chase as your human lab rats." Donald became defensive at this.

"They're not a science experiment or human lab rats." I scoffed bitterly, not believing him.

"Oh really? I know the whole story. You and Douglas created bionics and implanted them in humans. And after Douglas did whatever he did to get kicked out of Davenport Industries, you brought Adam, Bree, and Chase here and kept them locked up."

"I intended for bionics to be used on Androids. It was Douglas who decided to plant them in humans and turn them into bionic soldiers. Like you." It was my turn to correct him.

"You think I wanted to be his little secret bionic soldier? Up until two months ago, I was totally normal. Douglas kidnapped me and turned me into another one of his bionic freak creations." It felt good to get all of this off my chest.

"You expect me to believe that?"

"I may have lied about a lot of things but I'm telling the truth about him kidnapping me." I was almost at the point of getting on my knees and begging for him to let me go.

"And how am I supposed to know that?" I was about to tell him all the reasons why he should...but I couldn't think of anything.

"Well...I mean- give me a minute I'll think of something."

"Take all the time you need. You're stuck in there until I figure out what to do with you." I was desperate at this point and did something I don't do often.

"Just take away my bionics and make me normal again!" I pleaded, just wanting my misery to end.

"Even if I did, I can't let you go free." I threw my hands up and was going to ask why but he spoke again before I could, "There's no guarantee you'll keep this a secret, and I can't risk our bionic secret being exposed. I can't trust you." Now I was angry, even if what he said was true.

"You can't keep me in here forever! I will find a way out."

"Good luck with that." He left me alone, wanting to punch the living daylights out of something.

Growling, I punched one of the laser bars and immediately regretted it when my hand exploded in pain and the smell of burning flesh reached my nose.

"Nice going rugrat. Do it again." I glared at the emoticon that appeared on the screen at the other end of the lab.

"I disabled you once, I can do it again." I threatened, but it did not affect him since at the moment I was trapped.

"And I don't appreciate what you did to Eddy and my computer." Donny said and looking away from my burnt hand I saw him scowling at the console, "You played the ignorant card so well for someone who's apparently an expert hacker. Pretending to be bad with school. " He shook his head to himself as he messed with the computer, not aware of how his words stung. It felt like a punch in the gut when he said this. He thinks I was pretending to be struggling with school, basically saying I'm dumb.

This brought back memories of being called that and worse at my previous school.

I shake my head to push those thoughts away. I need to focus on getting out of here.

And that's what I did as the day went on, despite the doubt that had appeared after Donald's comment. I tried everything I could to stay positive about getting out, but nothing I tried worked.

After another idea failed, I just gave up. What's the point? It's over for me. The cage is too high tech for an idiot like me.

As the hours went by I just sat there, drowning in self-pity. I've always known what to do if I was in a sticky situation. But I'm fresh out of ideas. That just made me feel worse. I was powerless against both Douglas' and Donald's technology.