Twelve years ago, Donald Davenport adopted a three-year old girl, Genevieve Nelson, after her father, Donald's best friend, had passed away. For twelve years, Donald has managed to keep his adoptive daughter out of all the bionic dangers.
However...
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Evie was sitting on top of her father's desk, while Leo sat in the chair and the three bionics stood by the cyber desk in their mission suits. "Okay, your mission supplies are packed, the schematics have been uploaded into Chase's chip, and your transport is on the way. Did I forget anything?" Donald asked.
"No. We'll just guess what the mission is and see how it all plays out." Bree sarcastically replied. "Alright. A particle collider is a three-mile long underground facility where scientists-" "Race subatomic particles at each other at light speed for energy experiments. So cool!" Chase exclaimed, cutting Donald off.
"I know!" Donald gushed, before they both started doing a weird hand shake. "Deedle-deedle-dee!" They said. "Nerds." Evie muttered, rolled her eyes, pushing herself off the desk and walking over to her boyfriend, wrapping an arm around his waist, resting her head on his chest.
"There is a particle collider in Berkeley that is accelerating out of control, and your mission is to shut it down." Donald explained. "Oh ho! Awesome!" Adam laughed. "I hope one of us knows how to do that." He whispered to his siblings.
Evie laughed, patting his chest. "Okay. We have to act quickly. The scientists that operate the facility-" Donald walked over to his desk, pulling Leo out of the way, while the others followed him. "'scuuuuse me-have already evacuated the control center, and if we don't shut it down in time, it will create a massive black hole that will implode the entire planet." Donald explained.
