Yay! I updated on time... sorta. But hey, at least it's somewhat regular.

You'll never get to just one consistent day, will ya?

Oh, shut up! I had exams this week and yeah. Not fun. We've all been there. I can't believe that through all this stress I even managed to update.

Yay for you!

Let's just get on with it!

Disclaimer: I do not own any of these shows, characters, etc. Just this story and anything you don't recognize.

**Chase's POV**

We are almost to California, and I am worried to death about Austin. That monster has him again, and who knows what he would do this time.

But if we are going to get him back, we need one killer plan. The security on his places is unreal. And plus, we don't want to get captured ourselves. That would be bad.

"Are we there yet?!" Adam screams. Not the time...

"Stop saying that! This is serious!" I shout back.

"Yeah, if you say 'Are we there yet' one more time, I'm done." Ally agrees.

A few moments pass before Adam starts to say something, but Bree shuts him up quickly.

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It seems like forever before we finally see the sign that boldly announces, "WELCOME TO CALIFORNIA".

I look for a hotel to stay at while we are here, so that we will have time to figure out a plan. But I figure that we won't have much time, so we will have to be quick.

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We finally arrive at the Marriott hotel we are staying at. We check in and get our room, unload our bags, all that. Then, when we are all in the room, we shoo Austin's other friends down to the pool. They don't need to be involved in this quite yet. Leo and Mr. Davenport followed them (surprise, surprise).

"UGH! I WANNA GO TO THE POOL!" Adam whines.

"Fine! Fine, go to the pool!" I yell.

At that, Adam instantly leaves the room. Not like he would have been much help in coming up with a plan anyway..

"So what's our plan?" Ally asks.

"That's what we're figuring out now." I answer, trying to think of something.

"Well, first of all, what are we dealing with here?" Ally inquires.

"Well..." I start, trying to think of what to say, "You don't even want to know. But basically, our madman dad has him now." I answer.

"Wait, Douglas has him?" Bree cries.

"Oh yeah... forgot to tell you that part." I reply sheepishly.

"Okay, whatever. So not the point." Bree says, and we all agree.

"Well, I suggest we don't just blindly run in there, we have to have a strategy. Or else we're toast." I say.

"Is that really how bad this is?" Ally asks, worry showing on her face.

"Yeah, it really is." I answer.

"Okay, then let's make a good plan."

January 30th, 2000 - 3 years old

After Austin's training was over, he went to go watch the other kids. He figured that they had training, too, so he hid and kept quiet in fear of being caught by Douglas.

When he arrived outside of the room they were in, he saw his dad scolding, but he couldn't hear what he was saying. He didn't care, because he was already as close as he dared to go.

Aso the yelling continued, he noticed that C was in his crib just watching the other two. He was relieved at that sight- his dad wasn't as cruel as he had thought. He didn't make C train- yet.

When the criticism finally was over, he watched them train, working their butts off. From simulations to self-defense from Douglas himself, they did everything that he did.

But when Austin thought it was over, as they had done everything Douglas made him do, there was one last thing. And that was when Austin lost any shred of innocence he had left and was exposed to all of the cruelties of the world.

Douglas made them fight each other. They were forced to fight their own sibling. And they were beaten if they held back.

At this, Austin ran back to his room and sobbed for a good while. He eventually quit, not wanting a beating himself.

He thought about confronting Douglas about it at his next training session, but he placed the thought at the back of his head, not wanting to think about what would happen if he did that. Sure, it would be a good idea to anyone else, but this family was different. This father would not allow his children to get away with that. All he did was be grateful that he had been separated from any sibling that he would have possibly had to fight. A selfish thought, but here it wasn't called selfish, it was called self-preservation.

Here, it was every man for himself.

Well, here I am again. I feel like I'm just writing for a bunch of ended shows that no one will ever watch ever again... my review section is quite dead, too. I don't think I've gotten a review since three chapters ago... :/

You're unpopular!

Shut up. But there is something really important. I really am in desperate need of flashback ideas, so please leave a review with flashbacks that you would like to see- that would help a lot.

I could give you your stupid ideas!

I know, but you are not the ideal source. You would cry so much that I couldn't understand what you're even saying.

*In an extremely childish voice* Nuh-uh!

Whatever. Yeah you would. But guys! I need to tell you something else. I like this singer. His name is Trevor Moran. He just released his second EP called Alive and I am OBSESSED! So maybe you guys should check him out. That would be great. ;)

No one cares!

*Sighs* Anyway, the random fact of the day is...

*Drumroll*

There is a species of spider called the hobo spider!

Kay then...

Well, see you next chapter!