Eyes Wide Open - Chase Davenport

Prologue

A/N: Hello! Welcome to "Eyes Wide Open", which is my new fanfiction! This very first chapter, the Prologue, will include memories of Sabrina with the Davenports and the other bionics. I hope you all enjoy! This is a Chase Davenport love story, but it may take a while for that. Also, this story will include violence and cussing in later chapters. ENJOY!

SABRINA'S POV -- Age seven

Most kids would freak out if they ever saw Mr. Davenport's lab. It contains several advanced machines, with capsules and multiple devices that other inventors had yet to create. Mr. Davenport is my... dad, you could say. He's the one responsible for my bionics. He gave me a chip on my third birthday, which enables me to have amazing, inhumane abilities. It's awesome!

I'm not the only one. I have three "siblings". We're not really related, but we like to pretend we are. There's Bree, who has super-speed. Pretty self-explanatory. Then Adam, who has super-strength. It's amazing what he can do with a simple tap of his finger. And lastly is Chase. He's cute. I mean-- ehem. All his abilities are mainly mental. He can analyze just about everything, has superior intelligence, the occasional force fields (takes a lot of power from him. He's still working on it) and even a Commando App!

His Commando App is simple: a big meanie who takes control of Chase's body with high test-aws-whatever Mr. Davenport called that one hormone thingy. (A/N: Testosterone guys xD) Anyways, he can be pretty scary sometimes. He talks really deep and makes really bad threats. He once said he would rip out Mr. Davenport's hair and make it into a mop. Yeah, it's scary.

You may be wondering what I do. Well, everything I do comes from the mind, just like Chase's chip. I have superior intelligence (not as much as Chase though) and memory manipulation, emotion manipulation, telepathy, and the occasional ability to read minds. I can basically take and give away memories, control others' emotions, talk through my mind, and read minds. Pretty cool, right?

Anyways, right now we're training with temperatures. Mr. Davenport was putting Chase in a desert temperature, Bree with Antarctic temperatures, Adam with submerged temperatures (meaning he was in water) and me just standing off to the side.

I got my chip later than the others. I was also adopted later, too. That meant I hadn't had as much time to train and develop my bionics. So the others were much stronger and more advanced than I was.

"Mr. Davenporrrrrrrrrt!" I whined, clenching my fists impatiently. "I wanna be abused by weather too!"

"Sabrina, we already went over this," Mr. Davenport chuckled. "You'll get to be 'abused by weather' later, once you're trained a little more. Hey, what about a month or two?"

"Ughhhh!" I groaned. "That'll feel like foreverrrr!"

Mr. Davenport rolled his eyes, and then ran a hand through his hair subconsciously. It was then he noticed Bree knocking on her capsule's glass. Mr. Davenport instantly turned off the cold temperature, and helped the brunette out of the capsule.

"Did it get too cold?" he asked.

"Nah, I'm just hungry," she shrugged, but was shivering anyways.