Prologue Pt II: Creation's Mistress: Bree
February 15th, 1996
"Hey Amy." Davenport said as he walked downstairs to the living room. Amy was sitting on the couch, playing with Adam. It was pretty adorable. "Hey Donald." Amy said. "What are you doing?" She added.
"I was going to to the lab. What do you say about a second one? Project B?" Davenport asked her. Amy though for a moment. "I would love more kids, and how it's going with Adam, I'd say yes." Amy smiled wide at Davenport, getting up and hugging him, being careful of Adam, who was in her arms. Davenport hugged back.
"Can we shoot for a girl this time, even though we can't control it, I've always wanted a daughter." Amy said asked. "Of course, we should have a girl as well." Davenport said.
And so, after a few more minutes of talking, Davenport went down to his lab and sat at his work- desk for the second time, creating the second bionic. By then, he'd started to figure out about needing to make chip to help control the powers, but Adam was only three months old right then.
Davenport used another petri dish and created an embryo, using again, donated egg and sperm, this time from different people.
Seven months later:
It was now seven months into the development of Project B, clearly a girl this time. Amy was especially happy about that. Adam was 10 months old, going to be year soon, just two months away. He was developing fine and normally for his age, just showing a little bit of a low level intelligence.
"Mama, Dada, eh baby." Adam babbled, Amy holding him. Davenport smiled at them. "Yeah, baby, your sister." He said. Adam smiled and clapped his little hands. "Sissy." He babbled.
Amy smiled at Davenport and Adam, kissing the top of Adam's head. "Yeah, sister." She then turned to Davenport. "What about a name for her, our little princess?" Amy asked Davenport.
"How about Breanne?" Davenport questioned, smiling at Amy. "Yeah, Breanne Justine. Bree for short." Amy agreed.
"Bw'e!" Adam exclaim happily. "Our little family, albeit unconventional and unique, is growing." Amy smiled at Davenport. "Yeah." Davenport hugged her and Adam, being careful not to hurt them, especially Adam.
"Our family." Amy said, looking down at her stomach, she still wanted a kid that was hers, hers by pregnancy, not just family and a petri dish and a containment unit.
"Hate to interrupt the moment, but Powers Detected: Super Speed, and possibly something about something else not detected fully." Eddy blared, popping up on the lcd screen
Two months later: 'Birth'
September 22nd, 1996
Two more months had passed and it was nine months into Project B's, well to be known as Breanne, or Bree's development. It was now time for her to be born and brought into the world.
Amy followed Davenport down into the lab. Adam was almost going to turn one, just about two weeks or so. Amy's best friend Hannah was upstairs with Adam for the moment. She was in on the secret, because Davenport and Amy had agreed on it, so they could have a babysitter, and in case anything ever happened to the two of them.
"It's time." Davenport says, like before getting a pair of latex gloves on and going to the button. Amy nods, starting to tear up. "Our daughter." She says. Davenport nods, pressing the button. he already had towels and blankets and everything needed prepared and laid out.
The containment unit started draining and Davenport walked over to it, taking out Project B, well Bree out and cutting the makeshift umbilical cord after picking her up with a towel, getting the goop off. After that, Davenport put a diaper on her before wrapping her in a blanket.
Amy walked closer to Davenport, looking down at the little life he held in his arms. "She's beautiful, our little Breanne Justine." Davenport nods. "Our little Bree. Breezy." He says. Amy smiles. "I like the sound of that. Bree." She tells Davenport, smiling up at him.
Bree smiled up at Davenport and Amy but started crying. Amy took her from Davenport and started feeding her after making a bottle with the special formula.
Davenport smiled to himself again as he watched Amy with Bree. Once Amy was done feeding Bree, she took Davenport's hand and went upstairs to Adam and Hannah.
Amy smiled at Hannah holding Adam, singing to him softly, an Irish Lullaby they had learned from Amy's mom. "She's here?" Hannah asked softly, looking up from holding Adam. Amy nodded. "Meet little Breanne, our Bree." She said. Adam looked up curiously.
"She's so cute." Hannah said. "Adam, meet your sister, Bree." Amy said, going over to them. "Sister, Bw'e." Adam said in his little voice, pointing to the bundle of blankets Amy had in her arms. Amy nodded, almost crying tears of joy. "Our family."