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Chapter 6: Can We Please Fight Now?

"Krane," Chase spat.

"How do you know Martha?" Adam asked, putting his hands up tentatively.

"She and I met before I partnered up with Douglas—"

"Where? At a psychopath convention?" Chase cut in, smirking.

"No," Krane snapped. "It was actually at a… Oh, why am I telling you this?! It's none of your business!" Chase chuckled and nudged Adam. Adam just rolled his eyes. "Anyways, after she found out that I had been arrested, this beautiful lady came and broke me out of that stupid prison." He moved towards Martha as he said this, wrapping his arms around her. She giggled, melting into his arms.

"I think I'm going to puke," Adam said, bending over.

"Oh, stop being so childish," Martha snarled, firing a blast towards him. Adam's eyes widened and he ducked quickly, the blast whizzing far over his head.

"I'm not being childish!" Adam demanded. Martha raised an eyebrow. "But that tuna sandwich I had for lunch today is not agreeing with me," he muttered, rubbing his stomach gingerly.

"How did you construct another chip for Bree?" Chase asked. Bree stood a little to his left, green eyes glowing menacingly. She held a blank look on her face, probably waiting for an order from Martha.

"I've been tracking your family for years. I know all about your chips and the way they're designed," Martha informed him, untangling herself from Krane's arms.

"Yes. And after Martha designed another chip for the girl, I made a copy of the Triton App and transferred it to her new chip."

"Viktor is such a genius," Martha said giddily, resting her head on Krane's shoulder.

"I'm not nearly as smart as you, my love," Krane replied, resting his head on hers.

"Can we please just get to the part where we fight and stuff? All this lovey dovey is grossing me out," Adam grumbled.

"Oh, you won't be fighting us," Martha announced, smiling up at Krane.

"Who would we fight, then? There's no one else here…"

"Ah, but there is," Krane told them. Martha raised the remote she held, pressing a button. Suddenly, Chase doubled over as he received a blow to the stomach, and Adam toppled to the ground when someone pulled his legs out from under him.

"You bozos didn't forget about me, did you?" Bree asked, appearing in front of them.

"Destroy them," Martha said as her and Krane sauntered away.

"C-Come back and fight us on your own!" Chase cried. The couple just laughed and escaped from view, fingers intertwined. Chase groaned and turned to face his sister.

"Hi Chasey! Ready to be destroyed?" Bree raced towards him, fists swinging wildly. Chase tried to dodge the punches his sister was throwing at him, but failed to avoid a blow aimed for his nose. He cried out in pain and staggered backward, gripping his nose. Blood seeped through his fingers and fell to the ground, creating small, red puddles on the linoleum floor.

"Chase!" Adam called worriedly. Bree turned to him next, smirking. Adam gulped as his sister advanced towards him. "Bree, you don't have to do this! C'mon, please? It's me, Adam! Your favorite brother!"

"Hey!" Chase cried. "I heard that!"

"Be quiet, Chase! I'm trying to save our lives here!" Adam snapped.

"We… We laugh at Chase when he tries to talk to girls! W-We joke about his size together… Oh! And we always make fun of the weird poses he does when he activates his bionics!" Adam continued, his hands held out in front of him. "Remember that weird finger thingy he does when he scans things?! Or… Or when he's using his override app! That pose is our favorite, Bree!"

Chase rolled his eyes. His override app pose was his personal favorite. Wait a minute… My override app! It can counter the effects of the Triton App! He raised his eyebrows in amusement. Wow, he thought to himself. Adam actually did something.

"Adam, you're a genius!" Chase exclaimed.

"I am? I just insulted you like twenty times… Is that really considered genius material?" Adam asked, turning to Chase.

"Well I didn't really appreciate the insults, but we can talk about that later!"

"Bad idea, Chase; that just gives me time to think of more insults!"

"Adam!" Chase grumbled. Bree used the sudden distraction to her advantage and sped over to Adam, knocking him down.

"Chase, I usually hate it when you tell me what to do, but I really need you to tell me what to do right now!"

"Okay! Um, let's see… I'll need you to distract Bree while I activate my override app!" Chase told him.

"I'll try my best," Adam muttered, grunting. He pushed himself up off the ground. Bree eyed him mysteriously, readying herself for the fight. Adam took a deep breath and did the same. They circled each other for a little while, waiting to see who was going to make the first move.

"Bree, I don't want to hurt you," Adam said softly.

"Why? I'm perfectly fine with hurting you," she told him, her voice still empty of any emotion. With that, she ran at Adam, and the fight began.

Meanwhile, blood still flowed freely from his nose, so Chase struggled to prepare himself for what he was about to do. With his free hand, he put two fingers to his temple, activating the override app. "Connect to Bree," he whispered.

Chase's concentration was broken when he heard Adam's distressed voice. "Chase? You might wanna hurry!" He turned to see Adam doing everything he could to avoid hurting Bree. Bree, on the other hand, attacked Adam with all her strength, and somehow managed to grab ahold of him. He struggled in her arms, but couldn't break free. "Ah!" Adam cried out as her grip tightened. "Chase! I know this is going to sound crazy, but I think Bree has super strength!"

"What?! That's not possible! Unless…" Chase trailed off.

"Just do your override magic, and we'll figure it out later!" Adam called. "And hurry up pl―!" Bree cut him off by clamping her hand tightly over his mouth.

Chase put two fingers to his temple once more, closing his eyes. "Connect to Bree." When nothing happened, Chase groaned in frustration. He moved to try again, but stopped when a firm hand grasp his shoulder. Before Chase got a chance to see who it was, he was thrown backward, landing on the ground with a moan. His eyes burst open, and he sat up quickly. To his dismay, he saw Adam lying helplessly on the floor, gripping his stomach with a pained look on his face.

Bree hovered over Chase, a sickening sneer on her face. He pushed himself to a stand, preparing himself for a fight. He refused to hurt his sister, but he wasn't sure how long he could protect himself without attacking her.

Bree ran at him, and he tore his hand away from his broken nose, dried blood covering his fingers. He blocked a few of the punches she threw at him and even connected one of his own, but put little force into it. Surprisingly, Bree cried out as his fist connected with her stomach and sunk to the ground. Chase's eyes widened. "Bree! Bree, are you okay? I'm so sorry… I didn't think I punched you that hard!" He crouched down beside her, putting a hand on her shoulder. He looked to Adam who still struggled to get up off the ground. Suddenly, Chase felt a hand grip his wrist. He looked down to his arm in surprise and saw that Bree's pained expression had changed to one of evil and disgust. She sped him over to a wall and wrapped her fingers around his neck, lifting him up off the ground.

"So you… do… have… super… strength," Chase choked out, pulling desperately at her hand. His legs dangled under him.

"Bree! Stop!" Adam called. Chase looked over to see that Martha and Krane had reentered the room and were holding Adam back from rejoining the fight.

"Bree… I-I… know… you're in… there." Bree's grip only tightened as he said this, and his vision began to blur. "Listen… to… me… " Chase's hands dropped limply to his sides; they'd grown too weak to even try and put up a fight. Darkness pulled at the youngest bionic, but he shoved it away. "You… can't let… them… control y-you like… this… Bree..." He tried to gasp in another breath of air. "Y-You're stronger… than… them…"

Suddenly, Bree unwrapped her fingers from Chase's neck and he fell to the ground, coughing and gulping in large breaths of air. In front of him, he saw Bree staring at the wall in front of her with a confused look on her face.

"Bree?" Chase croaked, his throat still sore.

Bree shook her head, as if trying to clear her thoughts. Her green eyes weren't glowing as brightly as before, and the smirk she had once worn was gone. Chase furrowed his brow as the green glow of Bree's eyes dissolved completely, and he stared into the light brown eyes he knew as his sister's.

"Chase…?" Bree murmured. "Wha—?" Chase watched in horror as Bree's eyes rolled back into her head and she crumpled to the ground.

"Bree!" Adam called from across the room.

"NO!" Krane cried angrily. He whirled around and punched a nearby wall, leaving a gaping hole.

"Woah! What did that wall ever do to you?" Adam asked. Krane glared at him. "Okay. Nevermind. You sort your problems out however you want."

"You are one weird kid," Martha muttered aloud.

"Thank you," Adam said, smirking.

Chase watched the exchange from afar and rolled his eyes. A groan from the floor, however, brought his attention to his sister, who had just begun to stir. He quickly kneeled down beside her, pushing her hair out of her face.

"Chase?" Bree's eyes fluttered open.

"Yeah, Bree. It's me. You're okay," he told her gently.

"W-What happened?" Bree asked, slowly pushing herself to a seated position.

"Long story. But you're okay now; everything's going to be okay."

"M-My head is killing me," Bree told him quietly.

"That's understandable," Chase said as he pushed himself to a stand. He held a hand out to help his sister up as well and she took it gratefully. Bree swayed a bit as she stood, but Chase wrapped an arm around her shoulders to help steady her. "I'll explain everything later, okay?"

Bree nodded. As she looked to her brother, though, she gasped. "Chase… Oh my gosh… Y-Your nose…" Bree reached her hand out, running her fingers along the blood that was plastered across her brother's face. "D-Did I do this to you? Oh my— I-I'm so sorry, Chase…"

Chase gripped the middle bionic's wrist tightly. "Hey, hey, hey. This wasn't you. Don't be sorry."

"It was the Triton App, wasn't it?" Bree asked, running a hand through her hair. Chase nodded. "Wait… But my chip… I thought I took it out, and that was why I was kind of dying…?"

"Yes, you're correct. And if you're looking for someone to thank for your new chip, you can stop. We're right here," a voice said from across the room. Bree turned to face who had spoken. Her eyes widened.

"Mrs. Williams?! You?! What…? I-I thought—"

"You thought that I was your innocent little English teacher who really cared about you. I know," Mrs. Williams said, interrupting Bree. "But, you thought wrong."

"Y-You've been targeting me—or us—this entire time?! But… Why?! W-What did we ever do to you?!" Bree cried angrily, storming over to where her former teacher stood, her and Krane keeping a firm hold on Adam.

"Well… It had nothing to do with you three, exactly. I was more or less trying to get back at Donald for something he did back in high school," Martha muttered.

"You knew Mr. Davenport in high school?" Bree asked.

"Yes. And I guarantee you that those days were not his best," Martha told her, shuddering.

"I'll take your word for it," Bree said, shaking her head in disgust. "But what could Mr. Davenport have done that would make you want to do… All of this?"

"Well… Um… I just—"

"It wasn't just Davenport," Krane cut in. "I also wanted to get back at Douglas and your joke of a family."

"Ouch," Chase said, frowning slightly.

"My family is not a joke!" Bree exclaimed. "Well, sometimes they are, but—"

"I have a question," Adam said suddenly, his hand raised high in the air.

"What, Adam?" Krane, Martha, Bree, and Chase said in unison.

"Can we please fight now? I've had to use the bathroom since we got here," he said, crossing his legs. Behind him, Martha and Krane rolled their eyes and shoved Adam to the ground before Bree and Chase. "Ow!" Adam cried. "Rude." Bree sighed and helped her older brother to his feet. Once he was standing, Adam moved to stand beside Bree, lowering himself into a fighting stance. Chase did the same, later followed by Bree.

"Your nose okay, Chase?" Bree asked, her tone laced with guilt.

"Yes, Bree. I'm fine. It hurts a little, but I'll be okay. I promise," he told her, shooting her a glance. She kept her gaze trained in front of her.

"Alright. Well, Mrs. Williams is all mine. I'm gonna to show that backstabber how much being in pain sucks," she announced, her voice no higher than a whisper.

"She prefers Martha," Adam said, earning himself angry glances from his siblings. "Okay, sorry. Geez. Just trying to be polite here."

Chase sighed and said, "You go for Martha, Bree. Adam and I will take Krane, but you have to let us know if you need help, okay?"

"Got it. Same to you," she replied. She then turned to Krane and Martha, who both had wicked smiles on their faces. "Alright, psychopaths. Let's do this."

There was a moment of deafening silence within the warehouse, both sides of the fight examining their opponents.

"For salami!" Adam cried all of a sudden, and ran straight at Krane.

"Not much of a battle cry, but let's just go with it," Chase muttered. Bree nodded, and with that, the battle began.

Wooh! Battle time… So, how was it after like a gabajillion years? Okay? Let me know!

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