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He laid in bed for hours, trying as he might to wrap his head around the fact that his sister was bionic.
Bionic
The word seemed foreign as he rolled if over his tone and repeated it in his thoughts. Slapping his hand on his head, Leo heaved a heavy breath, thought after piling thought becoming overwhelming. Just as he was closing his eyes to sink into the calling darkness of sleep, a soft knock interrupted him. Leo pushed up on his elbows and quickly got off the bed. He walked to the door in a few short steps and flung it open with his hand.
"Hey Leo" Tasha greeted, looking at him.
"Hey mom" Leo greeted. In silence the two stood, just for a moment. "Mom, do you want to come in?" Tasha nodded quietly in reply and came into the room. The door closed itself.
Tasha sat herself on the edge of Leo's bed, as Leo took the top. She let out a sigh before starting.
"I noticed the ripped carpet on the floor." A pause as her eyes came to look over her son. "Care to explain?"
"That was Bree. It..it was by accident" Leo explained, stuttering.
"Mmm" Tasha said, understanding finally.
Leo twisted the edges of the blanket nervously in his hands, once in a while looking over towards the open window where a breeze would sometimes come in.
"Mom?"
She hummed in reply, her eyes looking about Leo's room.
"How long have you known?" The humming stopped, and without the soft sound, the room became unnaturally quiet.
A punch.
Another kick.
A run.
A punch.
Bree bit her bottom lip with every sickening thud that echoed each and every time her hand came into contact with the dummy. She wasn't used to being so, violent. Along with that, the endless hours of practice were leaving its toll on her weary limbs. Bree bit down a cry, as her burnt hand punched much too hard at the dummy's chest.
Once in a while, his voice would cut through the silence, but it was only to criticize her.
"When you kick at the enemy, try to get him off balance. Use your super speed Bree"
Bree nodded, but never did. The three straight hours of training went unnoticed to her dad and when she had kicked the dummy one more time, did she turn around to face him.
"I...I can't anymore, Dad. Please, I'm tired." her was soft and less vibrant then it had been in the morning. Donald only looked over her form before grunting in reply and walking away, leaving her to the silence of the lab. It was only when the elevator doors sizzled to a close did she lower to her knees heavily, taking in the little comfort that the cold floor had to offer.
Her downcast eyes suddenly caught the blurry outline of an outstretched hand. She looked up in surprise, seeing her Uncle's reassuring smiling. Bree grabbed his hand and he helped her to her feet. She was once again taken by surprise as her older brother entered the lab.
"Adam?" she questioned. He looked at her silently in reply, and in her confusion walked in front of her and took a stance.
Her confused eyes flashed over to Douglas, who took a step to the side, distancing himself from her.
"It's the only way I can think of to train you, for now" Douglas said, eyes pleading for her to try. Bree shook her head slightly, words of objection forming upon her lips, but they quickly quieted, at the sight of Douglas' eyes turning downcast.
"Fine" Bree breathed and walked in front of Adam. She then got into a stance and stared him down.
No one made a move.
Buzzzzzzzz
Hmmmmmmm
The soft sound hummed within the back of his mind, so distant, but so close at the same time. His undeniable smirk. The green light that looked so fragile from afar, became his worst enemy. Numbing pain enveloped him, just as the green light blinded his eyes.
Fear.
Danger.
Bionic.
"I never asked to be the way I am."
"Leo I'm bionic"
His breath hitched his throat as his eyes shot open in the darkness. The numbing pain from a while back was suddenly felt so vividly in his bones. His head now had a dull ache. Leo pushed himself up into a sitting position, trying to make sense of the shadows about him in the darkness of his bedroom. His sigh was heard loudly in the dark.
-x-
Her cup hit lightly against the counter top where she sat besides. Once in a while, a siren would sound a little way down the road. All was quiet in the neighborhood, where mostly everyone were resting for the night.
Tasha couldn't sleep.
Her mind too occupied by unclear thoughts, sleep was an impossible activity. So here she was, at about 1 AM in the morning, sitting in the kitchen. Sipping silently at a cup of warm chamomile tea. Tasha let out a sigh as she continued what she had been doing for the pass hour.
Tasha thought about how life was. Not hers, no. She didn't need to think about Leo's life because they had a close relationship. She was thinking about someone just out of her reach.
She had known a while back about Bree's secret, the whole entire Davenports to be honest. But never had the secret bothered her as much as it did now. Maybe she had finally taken into the account how unimaginable and illegal the whole bionic thing was. Maybe she was looking too deep in it. But she knew. She clearly knew why.
As the words of explanation came out of her mouth and made sense to Leo, she knew. She knew being bionic was impossible, was not normal, was disrupting the nature of everything and the way it is. She knew why the secret bothered her so much now. The reason why it was the only thing in her mind. Why it unsettled her.
His widened eyes as Tasha admitted to knowing. Her confirmation that Bree was right. That Leo had been wrong to think that the world was just a normal place. It hurt her, seeing her son's disbelief and guilt as he thought about his past actions.
This secret, would take it's toll.
One by one.
She just knows it will.
Ta-da!
And that was another Chapter of Walk Away.
I hope that everyone enjoys it and continues to support this story. :)
With a lot of love, Kelliburgles & PBL.