I'm back with Chapter 2! Really late... Glad to see your positive reviews on this :) The prologue was basically just summarizing everything symbolically, but I'd love to hear what you can make out of it.

To save time and avoid inserting my pointer in between specific paragraphs, I'll just do the review replies at the end. I don't really find 'shout-outs' the appropriate term, so, yeah...

Anyway, since I forgot to do the Disclaimer in the last chapter, I'll just do it here. Though I think it's kind of stupid that people think FanFiction authors own the show o.e Why on earth would be writing fanfiction, then? Anyways, Chase?

Chase: "RissA15 does not own Lab Rats. She only owns the plot of this story and anything you don't recognize."

Chase

He was woken up from his slumber by a burning sensation in the pit of his stomach.

It wasn't anything unusual, though. Some days the burning started up in his leg, some days in his arm, some days in his head. It wasn't really necessary to find the logic behind it. So no one even tried.

Chase rose from his bed without a mutter of protest, if he would have stayed, it would get worse. Not that it disappeared once he got out of bed, it was still present, yet it had noticeably lessened. He squeezed the carpeted room's floor with his toes, enjoying the fuzzy feeling. He smiled and stood up, facing the full-length mirror in front of him.

His hair was quite ruffled, and he had a slight case of eye sand. He was wearing his night clothes, which consisted of a plain, natural fiber t-shirt and faded blue and white checkered PJ's. His face was clear of bags and acne, his lips smooth and in a light shade of pink. He avoided making any eye contact with his virtual self and continued on his way out of the room, he'd just have to fix himself up later.

He was almost always the first person to be awake in the morning (given a chance, his brother, Adam, would stay in bed till noon), so he usually had time to himself till someone else woke up. Not that they disturbed him once they did, but their presence limited his actions. Once everyone was awake and ready, Douglas would drive him and Adam to school. Adam was old enough to drive and had a license, but no one really trusted him with the car as he had crashed it once. Twice. Three times.

He entered the school corridor. He felt like what he always did- left out, freakish, loner, invisible. But there was always something else- a strange impulse to snap and destroy everyone and everything. He doesn't know why he wants to do this, he just does. He controls himself as best as he can. He has the power to do it, but it's his choice. He would want to change himself, except he can't. Chase never really wanted attention. He craved it, he needed it, but he didn't exactly want it. He walks to his locker cutting through the mass of students and takes out his books. He then starts making his way to class.

He knew what coming for the rest of the day. He was never ready to face it, but he had to even if it kills him.

These people shoved him, ignored him, pushed him away. He clenched his fist. No way was he going to listen to himself. Self control, self control. He was dangerous, he had to stay away. To protect himself, to protect his family, to protect innocent people. It might have healed a little if he told someone about it, but he couldn't take the risk. There was something inside of him, something unnatural; something that was never meant to be there but felt like it belonged there. It wasn't him, it wasn't his hidden intentions. Just something indescribable. He had never gotten an x-ray scan before, and he never will. They'll find something in him for sure. Something living. A mutant. A monster. He didn't know what it was either, he didn't know if it was his true self or just some actual thing inside him. He just knew it was trying to take over, and that it was winning. In the slowest possible manner, but it was.

All of a sudden, an impact brought him away from his thoughts. He was still standing, but the girl in front of him was on the ground. He almost never fell down, unless he was thrown or something like that. He then realized that they had bumped into each other. He muttered a quick apology, buried his face into his chest and started to walk away without even seeing who he had crashed into. All he knew was that she had brown hair, swept across her face from falling down. A normal person who have given her a proper apology and helped her up, but he was no where near as to being normal.

Chase was a loner, a freak and an outcast. As much as he would love not to be completely invisible, the only way he could be noticed was the worst thing he could possibly do. And he could never do that. He could never, ever do that.

Bree

She was minding her own business. Walking down the hallway, on her way to class. A bright day, till then. Of course, she was expecting something to happen and ruin her perfect morning. I mean, something had to happen, right? Nothing could ever go on smoothly in this world. Not that she wished bad on herself, she was quite a positive person. Some say that a optimist cannot be realistic, but some had never met her. She only shone her light on things that were to happen, and she accepted her fate.

Well, something did happen. Crash and thud, she was on the floor, hair ruined, books scattered and everything. Oh, what more? She had just bumped into the school outcast. Attractive as he was, his nerdiness, shyness and loneliness drove people away from him. Some girls did take talking to him in mind, but he never wanted to make friends, for some reason. Whenever someone came to him, he walked away.

Bree hoped for once he would take some action or something, she felt guilty whenever she saw him walking by alone. True, she was walking alone herself today, but that was just because her friends had different classes. As for him, he never lifted his eyes off the ground.

A mumbled word exited his lips, most probably a 'sorry', but she could have barely made it out. Instead of helping her up, which she kind of hoped he would, he quickly shuffled away, leaving her to stare after him in slight shock. A small part of her had hoped he'd help her up, ask for her name, then soon they'd become friends and all... Or even more.

But then again, some people never change.

He'd never changed for the past, what? Two years? Yeah, two years he'd been here. Word flew around that he had been home schooled, but no one knows why or even if it really was true. And to be honest, no one really cared that much. It probably was true, if he'd spent the first fifteen years of his school life at home, it explains why he wasn't comfortable with people. But then again, his brother, Adam, started school the same day as him, and even though he was a sophomore, he had already made tons of friends and frequently went on dates. Maybe they were brothers, but complete opposites or something.

With a huff, Bree picked up her books and got up. Dusting herself off, she continued on her way to class. The warning bell went off and she quickened her pace.

There was something suspicious about this Chase guy, and she would find out what it was one day.

Well, I did say that I wouldn't update any story before I finish Falling Skies, didn't I? Well, I guess I gave you guys enough of a wait. Sorry, but I finished it and got this burst of happiness from doing so. Updates will be slow, but hey, I'm keeping you away with all those one-shots and FS, aren't I?

daphrose: Thanks for giving it a shot! :D I don't normally write Brase, but- 1) I didn't have much imagination back then to think up an OC, and 2) Bree really suited the story in some ways. It's not symbolic or supernatural; I guess it will all be explained. It's somewhat in the middle, like bionics. I don't write much supernatural either, I try to give a proper explanation of why something or someone is doing so other than just giving them magical powers. :P Thanks again! :)

RandomGirl: Thanks! I have absolutely no idea what that mean, can you just tell me? :D

HawaiianChick12: Um... Thanks? That was just the prologue, you know. But thanks... I think... :)

So, see you later! Much, much later! :D