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Today's entry is a bit confusing, but it'll make sense after you read the story and the end notes. Hopefully. It's set on an AU, so just be warned that things will be pretty out of place here.

Onto day twenty-two!


/day twenty-two/

Prompt: run

Featured LR character(s): Bree, Leo


"Northern Lights"


AU. They only have each other now to care for and to protect.


"Find them! We can't lose those freaks. It's our heads on the line here. We can't just let them escape!"

Her shallow, labored breathing echoed in her ears, along with the volatile and threatening conversations exchanged between the Searchers not too far away from them. She kept running through the forest, her heart hammering wildly inside her chest as she expended much of her energy to get as far away from those people as possible. She kept her eyes ahead, searching for possible routes to go to – a task that seemed impossible since the only light they had was the silver radiance of the moon above. She also paid attention, not only to their pursuers, but also to the sound of her younger brother's swift footfalls behind her.

Just two weeks ago, their lives weren't this complicated. Both of them only went through their usual routines of eating, learning, practicing, going to tests, sleeping—the five activities that had characterized her life and his life for as long as she could remember. Even just one week ago, things went as they normally did. However, one glance at Cal's face that morning six days ago, and she knew that a storm was looming somewhere in the horizon. Their Caretaker had always been cheerful, and even if he didn't like the things she and her brother were subjected to daily (he seemed to hate the lab tests the most), he usually tried his best to have such a positive attitude for them. But when her brother was taken by two Whitecoats for an unscheduled physical examination that day, the man who was the closest thing to a parent they have ever had in that facility looked very troubled.

She tried not to think much about it, but her instincts kept telling her that that meant something, and she should find out what it was before it was too late. She asked Cal several times throughout the day about it, what concerned him so, but he only refused to answer. At one point, he even told her to stop bothering him.

Then, the following morning, she found a small piece of paper tucked underneath the plate containing her breakfast, a note written on it: 11:30 test. Listen.

She didn't know what it meant at first. However, knowing that Cal was a straightforward man and was rarely cryptic, she did exactly what he asked her to do. She had a test that needed to be done at 11:30 that day. After the Whitecoats did what they usually did, with some new procedures that she wasn't quite familiar with and which hurt considerably, she closed her eyes and listened to every single noise that surrounded her.

There was nothing unusual, but that only motivated her to do more.

She promised her brother that she wouldn't use her capabilities until the Doctor came to see them again. She needed it to impress the woman, because if she was happy with her and her brother, then maybe they could ask her if they could go live outside the facility with Cal. However, because the situation called for it, she had to break her promise.

She dug deeper – and listened to the music made by the technology all around her.

It was then that she discovered that plan. It scared her more than the nightmares and the tests, and it nearly sank her heart.

She wanted to ask Cal what to do, but he wasn't scheduled to visit them for a few more days. She couldn't sleep from just thinking about it, and her anxiety got to the point that it worried her brother and even called the attention of a few Whitecoats. She pondered over her discovery long and hard. She tried to think of solutions, but she came up with nothing because the future that waited for them if nothing was done to stop it distracted her.

When she ran against a dead end for what seemed to be the fifth time, she resorted to what their Caretaker advised her to do: lend her ears to the things that only she was capable of paying attention to.

A few nights later, tonight, after she had acted on the plan that she had formed, they found themselves urgently chasing their chance for escape.

"I can't find them. Those runts are too fast."

When she heard a crash against the forest floor behind her, she spun around. "Are you okay?" she asked quietly as she helped her brother get back up to his feet.

"Yeah," he said, panting. "Where are we going?"

Information flooded to her when she assessed the operating gadgets around them. Group of men sixty yards away to the east. Head of the Searchers and a few others fifty yards northwest. A few smaller clusters of Searchers scattered throughout.

Some devices had just been turned on. She tried to think back on where she had read that same frequency and same programming from before to determine what they were.

Her eyes widened when she figured it out. Nighttime goggles, but this version read heat signatures. She turned to her brother then clutched onto his wrist. "Home. We're going to find home," she said before she took off running with him.

"But," he said, trying to catch his breath, "the House is our home. It's always been."

"It's not home, Leo," she said. "It had never been." The men were getting too close for comfort, so once they reached a clearing, she stopped. "I need you to cover your ears," she told him.

"What?" Leo said.

She moved to where her range would be the most powerful. Then, firmly she told him, "Cover your ears. Now." As her brother did what she said, she held out her hands, and then, drawing them back slightly to magnify the effect, she pushed them forward, causing a wave to ripple through the forest.

Almost instantaneously, the men following them screamed, some yelped, as a high-pitched sound pierced through the communicators.

"Come on. This way," she said as she resumed running after having bought them more time.

He followed right behind her. However, he couldn't help but glance behind him, curious as to what had happened. "Bree—"

"This is not the time. I will explain later," she said, craning her neck from the low hanging branches of the trees in front of them.

She had sent a clear transmission. They should be here. There may not be any real missions waiting for them, but they should be here.

Since the leaves and the darkness hid both of them well, they were able to slow down. She stopped to check what was ahead. Her eyes scanned the landscape, and soon, she found what she was looking for. "Do you trust me?" she asked.

"Bree…"

"Leo, I need to know that you do," she said.

He stared at her then sighed. "Of course I do. You're my sister," he said.

She nodded, a small smile coming to her face. "Okay," she said and then turned around.

He grabbed onto her wrist, anchoring her back. "Wait," he said. "Bree, what is happening? Why are we out here? What… You just…You did everything they told us not to do. You're not supposed to be using your abilities unless they tell you to."

"We can't listen to them anymore," she said. "They're bad people, Leo. All of them. We can't stay there anymore."

"Bad? What do you mean?"

"They're not what we think they are," she said. "The Whitecoats, the Searchers, the Doctor. All of them had been lying to us."

"Even Cal?"

"No. Cal's different," she said with a smile, which disappeared soon after. "But Cal's not there anymore. We have to leave, because unlike him these people don't care about us."

"What do you mean? I still don't understand."

"You said you trusted me, right?"

"Yeah, but – "

"That's what I need you to do right now, okay? Just trust me," she pleaded.

He thought about it for a moment. Then, he said reluctantly, "Okay."

She gave him a small smile before running out to their destination. The helicopter was turned off, and its doors were closed, but that wasn't much of a problem. She held out a hand towards it.

Meanwhile, he scanned the aircraft suspiciously. "We're getting on this?" he asked, eyeing the Davenport Industries logo on the side.

"Yes," she said, climbing into the helicopter after a door opened. "Now, come on."

Though he was unsure, he followed his sister.

She lied down behind the stack of bags and equipment and kept herself out of sight. Her brother stepped in past her after pulling the door close. He took the empty spot beside her, and then he, too, lied down.

"Chase, are you sure the coordinates came from here?" Her ears perked at the slightly muffled conversation coming from outside. She knew to whom that voice belonged to. Donald Davenport, co-founder and CEO of Davenport Industries. She had seen him on an interview once online.

"Yes, Mr. Davenport. I'm sure. I double-checked." Chase Davenport, the youngest of Donald Davenport's two sons. Bionic superhuman. She and her brother had seen the news reports about him and his brother. "I just don't get it. Why would anyone send out a false alert?"

"Why wouldn't anyone send one?" Adam Davenport. The oldest of the two. Also a bionic superhuman.

"So you did this?"

"Did what?"

"Put in a false mission alert?"

"Eh. Too petty, too easy."

"Bree?" She turned to look at her little brother, and on his face she saw concern. "What if they find us here and turn us in? The Doctor will be angry with us, and Cal will be in trouble."

"They won't turn us in," she assured him, almost mouthing her words now. "They're good people."

"Guys, please. No fighting tonight. It's the first year anniversary of the Academy, and the last thing the students need to see is their mentors fighting," Donald said with a sigh as he and his sons boarded the helicopter.

She smiled at her brother as the aircraft took off. Once they were traveling the night skies, she closed her eyes, her mind and her heart now at ease.

They were safe, and that was all she really wanted.


It's a pattern now, have you noticed? Almost ALL of the one-shots that has Breo sibling fluff in it turns to a potential multi-chapter story. I don't even know why -_-

Anyways, as mentioned, here's a bit of an explanation on this story: this is set on an AU where Bree and Leo are experiments that, as you've seen, had just escaped from the lab they had been formed, studied, and trained in. There were subtle clues of it within the story, but in this world, Bree doesn't have super speed. Instead, she's a technopath who has other abilities. She and Leo grew up together, and for her, Leo's her little brother.

Adam and Chase are still bionic. Imagine the whole series happening with just the two of them as the only children in the family, and you have what their lives are like in this universe. They didn't have any sister, though, and instead of Leo discovering them, it was Tasha who discovered them and set them free into the world. At this point in the story, they have been mentors in the Academy for about a year now.

There's more to the reason why Bree broke them out.

Welp, that wasn't a bit, was it? :P Anyways, because of 'Not All Who Wander' and 'Trailblazers', I'm not very sure whether this will be developed into a story. Maybe it will, maybe it will be kept in the vault. We'll see.

Reviews are appreciated, guys!