No One's POV:

Douglas's eye still hurt from the ring Mickalah threw at him. He didn't blame her. He was the one that said it was over. He was really mad at himself for saying that. And he was mad that he said that he was going to make Adam Bree, and Chase Bionic Soldiers. He never really meant that. He never really wanted all of this to happen.

Douglas keeps Mickalah's ring in a small box. He doesn't know where she is. She never specifically told him where she was going. She won't pick up her phone or reply to any of his e-mails. I can't talk to her brother to know about her. All I could do is wait.

When Douglas was getting ready to write to Mickalah, something popped up, and he jumped when it did. He blinked rapidly. That couldn't say Mickalah Davenport! He touched her name on the screen. He couldn't believe it! "Bree, come here! Come on hurry up!"

"What happened?" Bree asked.

"You won't believe it! Your mom wrote me back, finally!"

"Really? What'd she say?!" Douglas pulled up the e-mail. It was very short, but that didn't matter.

Dear Family,

I love you very much. I'm, sorry, and I will come back very soon. I'm closer than you think.

Love,

Mickalah

Douglas and Bree stared at the e-mail. Bree was really disappointed. She thought there was going to be more.

Douglas was relieved. At least she was alive. He e-mailed her back as soon as he could and had Bree say something in it too.

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Douglas POV's

"It's still over a hundred." I said when Bree finish running. We were testing how slow she could super speed. We were training for hours.

"Okay, I got this," Bree said ready to run again.

"No, that's okay Bree. We'll go over it tomorrow."

"But dad I-"

"Bree."

"Fine. But if I prove to you that I can do it, then can I get super smarts?"

"No promises!" I yelled back up the stairs. That girl would not give up on anything.

Mickalah's POV's

Tell my brother what went down, yeah right! I don't dislike him that much that I want him nearly killed. If I tell Andrew what happens, then . . . I don't even know. All I know, is that something really bad is going to happen because he's overprotective and I was afraid to even show Douglas to him, and I don't want that bad thing to happen because I'm getting over Douglas now. And I do want to come back. Sometimes I hate myself and when I hate myself, I go back to disliking Douglas. But I've convinced myself that everything has changed, and I have to forgive him. And I'm ready to take Adam and Chase and go back home. I read 5 or 6 of his e-mails, and they weren't all that bad. They were sweet, and in every one of those e-mails, he would say he was sorry. I'm also really happy that Bree is alive and living well and not like bionic soldier! And it was really touching to hear from through the email she sent me. I bet they were really surprised to hear from me. Anyway, I can go through though this without Andrew hurting anyone.

Chase's POV:

SO MAD! How can Mr. Davenport hack this program. This computer might be old, but it's very hard to get in without, like, 7 passwords! Like putting several locks on a door. But it happened and I'm surprised that I didn't expect it. But now only one thing is ringing in my mind: Mr. Davenport knows where Bree is.

And I was so close. We can still do these schemes and can't get away with them, then just get beat again. We have to give up. There are so many chances, but they all lead up to the same thing. I know that Adam and I are tired of this dude, but from the looks it, the fight is over.

As Adam and I walk down the hall to the lab for training, I think about what Bree looks like. If she had friends. If went to school. If she had a pretty smile. Or if she was going through what were going through. I hope not. Then I shake my head. I don't know what I'm thinking. No one even knows if Bree is even alive.

When we get to the lab, it was like my vision was turned upside down. was smiling! I have never seen him this happy before. I wonder what was going on. Our training gear wasn't out. Nothing was out. Mr. Davenport looked from his desktop, looked straight at us and said, "Good Morning." I was terrified. I looked at Adam. He was looking at Mr. Davenport real hard, like, 'what did you just say?' I have never seen Mr. Davenport this happy. There was never a time where he was or should be. Not even on his birthday (which I never knew the exact date). And was never a time for us, either. I hope this isn't about the Triton App.

"Mr. Davenport?" I said confused.

"Can you two guess what were going to do?" Mr. Davenport shot a big smile across his face.

Uh-oh.

"Train?!" Adam shouted.

"YES!"

Oh.

Adam jumped up and down like it was new.

"And do you know why we are going to train and word harder like we never did before?" Mr. Davenport said.

I don't know about Adam, but I was too disappointed to answer.

"I don't know Mr. Davenport! Why are we going to train so hard today?" Mr. Davenport said at the side of his mouth. "Because I found your sister and we're going to rescue her!"

Adam froze as his eyes got glued on to Mr. Davenport's. Then he unfroze and lifted me up into the air singing, "We're going to go save our nameless sister!" Eventually, he put me down.

I asked, "Wait, what do you mean by rescued?"

Bree POV:

I woke up in the middle of the ni-

Nope, it has only been 9 minutes since I went to sleep. It was only 7:40. I had a dangerous mission to go to at 4 o'clock in the morning. And sense saving people and preventing more fires aren't very easy, I stayed until 6:30 the firemen actually got there. And, I stayed up all night watching the last few episodes of A Billion Dollar Freshman.

Anyway, whatever had waked me up was very loud and echoing into my room. This noise was almost like an alarm. I also could tell that the noise was coming from the lab. My dad was still at work, so I know it wasn't him. I had to go check it out. But in the scary movies, isn't it bad to follow the scary noise like this one, you ask? Well I'm bionic, and my dad should be heading home soon. So I'm good, even if someone is there.

But my confidence went down when I slipped out of bed. I had to be strong. I super speed down there instead. I stopped my tracks to a huge monitor in the lab. On the screen there were two dots. One white, one red. The red dot was constantly moving across the screen, towards the white one as the words "TRACKING" flashed across the bottom right-hand corner of the screen. - Someone's tracking us, and their coming, fast!

The first thing I did was step into my capsule to put on my mission suite - prepared for anything. My father even put in changing music. There was 2 other capsule next mine. I never knew what they were for before my dad made other plans for them.

I was so impatient, I practically collappes out of my capsule and ran to the keyboard next to the huge monitor. I typed in a code that would let me recognize who's tracking us (at least). I hit enter.

"PARTY UNIDENTIFIED."

What? How can this be? I've practice this many times! There have even been times were the name of the tracker showed even if we didn't know who it was. Why wasn't the stupid name showing up! I know the code so well - UGH! ~ Why did it have to be today? Why did it have to be now?!

"Oh wait a second Bree, just try again." I thought. It's not that people track us often. In fact, it barely ever happens. And when it does happen, it's not a good thing. We don't want people to know that we have a lab. I mean, who has this type of technology to do that anyway?

I try to type in the code again. I know it by heart since it's the same code to access anything and everything in the lab - it's my mother's birth date. I don't need to ask him why he chooses this to be the code for almost everything he does. I know he misses her a lot. I seem to miss her too because every time he looks at a photograph of her or even mention her, he smile, which I haven't seen him do about anything else in a long time, and which I would like to see him do more of. When he smiles, I smile.

"PARTY UNIDENTIFIED."

Okay, now it's time to panic.