Authors Note: Oh my god where have I been?! Busy with school quite frankly, sorry about that guys, seriously! But omg thank you for the reviews, 2 chapters in and already on 15 which makes me a super proud writer, keep doing it! Also a lot of you asked about how Chase and Marcus are twins and let's just say that this chapter touches on that and sorta explains life with another Davenport Yep I brought Douglas in! Also I changed the summary so tell me what you think!

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It was almost nearing four when the two of them walked into their lab/house. Marcus and Chase had left the school around 3:40 and it was almost 4:05, meaning they had been five minutes behind the time they were supposed to get home.

Now normally they would get in trouble, mainly because they had some mission to do and Douglas didn't want them to waste time. Time was money and well… the more time Marcus and Chase wasted, the less money Douglas made which made for a not so happy Douglas.

"Where have you guys been?" It was one of the most casual ways that they had both seen Douglas talk. No annoyance, no hint of sarcasm. Almost prompted Chase to get into a battle stance in the fear that his dad was replaced by an imposter. Almost.

"What's gotten you into such a good mood?" Chase asked as he threw his backpack to some corner of the room, with Marcus following suit. Douglas just shrugged in response. "Well no-one needs two teenage boys with superhuman abilities to start any conflict for at least three days maybe even more but that does not mean you're off the hook with training. That starts in an hour by the way. Plus I got my hair done today." He smiled as he ran his hands through his hair.

Marcus just rolled his eyes and walked away, knowing that he could use a break from his father's egotistical personality for even just a few minutes. However, Chase stayed where he was. Not because he wanted to hear his dad talk about himself all the time but somewhere inside of him, Chase just wanted to be appreciated and liked.

So he hoped that by listening to things that made the guy happy, he would have a chance at taking over his dad's growing criminal empire. But training to cause mass destruction tended to take space up so they never really had proper father/son moments.

Chase manged to form a small smile with his lips. "It looks good on you dad. Now you and I have matching hair. The whole spikey thing." He gestured widely to his own hair which left a smiling Douglas and Chase in the middle of the room.

At this point, if Marcus had a drink he would do the whole spitting it out when a shocking moment happened like he had always seen on TV. He had been alive for nearly sixteen years and in those years, no-one he knew complimented Douglas' hair unless it was himself. Until now since Chase just did.

But Marcus knew his game. Big brother Chasey was so desperate to take over… whatever criminal empire his dad apparently had. Douglas did make thousands if not millions from renting them out, he probably was a multi-millionaire, there was that. But this was more a game of son wanting to make a father proud. Oh no. Chase just wanted to feel loved and appreciated. Now Marcus would feel the same but he learnt a long time ago that Douglas was never going to be a real father to them.

Not anytime soon.

"Also, Chase I wanted to ask if you would be willing to come with me on a business deal this weekend? It's about time you learnt how these things worked and who better than to have you?" Douglas asked but before Chase could respond, Marcus had already answered with his own response.

"Are you seriously kidding? What makes him special over me? We have the exact same powers! The only difference is our birthdays which are only eight months apart and our looks! Other than that, we've been trained the same way, raised in the same way etc. Why him? He's got no social skills unless you count arrogance and cockiness."

Marcus was arrogant and cocky too, he would admit that. Chase, on the other hand, didn't even try and keep it in check. It didn't even help that their dad just stared proudly at him when Chase tried to do it in front of Douglas. It was like watching those two have some weird, twisted and sick father and son moment only they could explain.

Chase just snickered at his younger brother's little rant and took a big step towards him. "Oh it's so cute seeing you get all jealous and worked up for no reason." To add insult to the injury, Chase bopped Marcus' nose. "But let's answer your questions."

"Number one: I clearly have a much better grasp at my abilities than you do. Number two: Social skills are not even needed in these meetings. You just need charm and charisma which I've got plenty of in case you hadn't noticed. And your solution is mainly to kill or threaten whoever doesn't agree with you."

He started circling around Marcus, knowing full well it would be taunting him. "You can't always do that, especially not there. There you need show arrogance and show that you've got power. Or make it seem like you do even if you don't. That is the true use of being charming which I have." Chase paused. "Now if at this moment if I had a mic, I would drop it but mic dropped."

Rolling his eyes, Marcus just looked over to Douglas who looked so proud of Chase and wiped a fake tear away from his eyes. "Thank you Chase for saving me the time to explain to Marcus why I didn't ask him. I was going to ask you soon, but since you showed— all of that, maybe even later." Marcus just groaned at the comment, not bothering to form a word reply.

"Besides Chase is rightfully the oldest hence he deserves to go first."

"Funny. Is that what your parents told you when they decided who to love first but then completely forgot about you in favour of your clearly much better brother, well at least in their eyes."

"Hey! Don't go there! I was always better than Donn-" Before the father/son argument could continue, Chase stopped that both by screaming "HEY, HEY!" and coming in the middle of them."

"If you two are both done, can we have some free time? We still got 40 minutes left till training then you can watch me kick Marcus' butt again." Of course Chase would make an attempted peace moment between the two into something he could gloat about and show off to their dad.

Douglas just shrugged. "Sure, I would say do homework but the stuff they teach in high school is way too easy, trust me, even without your bionic intelligence." And with that Douglas just went back down to basement, which also doubled as their lab and training area.

When Douglas was gone, Chase turned around, only to give Marcus one his biggest smirks yet. "You lose yet again, baby brother. Try and not to get too sad over it, this is not going to be last time, you know that." Marcus felt like strangling him in that moment. End the taunts, catty comments and borderline bullying once and for all. But he was never going to overpower Chase. At most times, he felt like he was Chase's training dummy and that Douglas just cared about training one son and that was not him.

So instead he rolled his eyes, and gave a simple "whatever" before looking away from Chase just to clear his head. He couldn't see Chase but he knew that he gave a final smirk before super speeding down to the basement as well, if the breeze was anything to go by.

He simply shot at something with his laser vision in anger and frustration and headed into one of the random rooms, hoping he could cool his head off before doing something mundane like homework.

Authors Note: Okay shorter than usual but that's because I'm splitting this chapter into two so it'll be Chapter 3 and 4 instead of one massive chapter! Also updates should be around once a week but I'm not really sure at the moment since I am so busy with school but we will see! If you want something to look forward to, the next chapter focuses and fleshes more on Chase and Marcus' personalities then we're going back to everyone's favourite egotistical billionaire and his family!

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