Bionetic Rebel

Chapter 2

Suggested Music: Lido ft Muri - Lost | OneRepublic - Secrets

I woke up at 4:45 am and showered before throwing on leggings, a tank top, and a three sizes too big hoody. I headed downstairs to make a protein shake when someone grabbed my shoulder. I grabbed their hand off my shoulder and pressed my thumb hard into the palm of their hand before spinning under their arm to face them. My defense bionic chip was activated since I wasn't expecting someone to be up since Grandma Izzy slept until seven.

When I was face to face with the owner of the hand, I released his hand and groaned. Jarek just looked at me with cold eyes and raised an eyebrow. "Fuck off, go back to your princess. I don't want to deal with her crazy ass when she finds out you were here."

I started making my protein shake when I noticed he was still standing in the doorway. "I don't need you're damn protection. I can simply stop letting Rosaline push me around like the rag doll she thinks I am." I said before taking my shake and pushing past him. Jarek actively ignored me and followed me on my jog to the training camp base. When we made it to the site, I finally noticed Jarek was in workout gear too.

I ignored him and went inside to be greeted by the other security units. They all just looked at me, confused, as Devon, dressed in shorts, a tank, and a New Boston fitted hat, came over to me. "Sorry, Alora, but until the Gala, your father has postponed your training."

I glared at him before punching him square in the face. "Fuck all you damn lap dogs. I am not going to the fucking Gala. He plans to marry me off some creep and let the ass rape me!" I shouted as I watched Devon stumble back while clutching his nose.

"I'll train you then."

I spun around to look at Jarek as he spoke. "My job is to be your guard. Nowhere does it say not to train you or let someone force themselves on you." It was my turn to raise an eyebrow at him. "Okay, but what do you know about my bionic chips?" I asked, smirking because I wasn't expecting him to know even more than three of them.

"I'm fully aware of all ten of your bionic chips. First Med, Defense, Warrior, Ghost, Flash, Meditate, Style, Kin, and your father's favorite that everyone will pretend to know about, POC." He said calmly as everyone around us looked at him as if he had grown a third eye.

"Okay, Mr. Know it all." He was right, though. No one would own up to knowing about the POC bionic chip my father installed in my body. "When did he install the POC chip?" I asked, crossing my arms against my chest. "Along with your first three bionic chips. He made sure they put in First Med, POC, then Defense in that order." Devon pushed Jarek hard after he answered me.

"Shut the fuck up! Stop acting like you know anything. We all know you're lying." Devon scolded Jarek but went from angry to shock when I pulled him back by his shirt. "No, you fuck off. You said you will cut off my training so my father can use the POC chip to get his way at the Gala." I said as Devon looked at me with concern in his eyes.

"Jarek."

Jarek stopped glaring at Devon to look at me whilst I released my grip on the collar of his shirt. "Before I say yes to being trained by you, what does POC stand for in the bionic chip?" I asked as I pushed Devon behind me. Knowing he would try to stop Jarek. So, I activated my Warrior and Defense chips.

"Property Ownership Control. Meaning someone owns you and can control you as if you were a robot."

I smiled at Jarek since he was the only person with the balls to confess that to me. However, Devon disagreed and tried to push past me. I turned to throw my fist straight into his stomach to stop him. Everyone reacted as he doubled over in pain from the impact. He looked at me in pain from the punch and the fact that I turned on him.