We're Different

Chapter 20

  Marcus held the gun against my left temple, but his hands were trembling, almost as if he couldn't take this. I looked at him for a few seconds, then shot my gaze away. Douglas slowly walked out into Mr. Davenport's view.
"Douglas?" I heard him cry. "I thought you were dead!"
"That's what I wanted you to think... and the FBI... and mom." My eyebrows furrowed at the last part of his sentence. "That woman does not stop calling."
"How did you get in here?"
"Your rinky-dink security system is no match for my genius. Also, I kicked in the door just because it's cool." Mr. Davenport lunged at his brother in an attempt to take him down, but Douglas grabbed his arm and almost pinned it behind his back, holding it in the air. "Why do you even bother? I've been kicking your butt since we were kids." At that moment, Marcus walked out, leaving me behind. Right before he came into Mr. Davenport's line of sight, he smiled at me and reached over to kiss my cheek.
"Marcus?" The shock in Mr. Davenport's voice sounded all-too-familiar. "So Leo was right about you."
"Hello, Mr. Davenport." The menacing tone in Marcus' voice made me shudder. "Or should I call you Uncle Davenport?"
"He's been practicing that for days."Douglas sounded extremely proud of a robot that he could have just as easily programmed to act well.
"I made drama club."
"He's good, too. I keep telling him to try out for Oklahoma."
"Get off my back, dad!"
"Will it kill you to take a dance lesson?" Mr. Davenport seized his opportunity.
"Yeah, lesson number one: do-si-do." He grabbed Marcus by the arm and swung him around, but it only brought him closer to me.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Marcus warned.
"Why not?" Marcus grabbed me roughly by the arm and grabbed the gun, holding it against my neck.
"If you do, Skai gets her brains blown out."
"Wha- Skai?" Mr. Davenport looked at me with sadness and concern. "How is she here?"
"It's simple: I showed up at school, said I was you, and kidnapped her."
"Mr. Davenport, run!" I cried. He didn't listen to me, however, and instead tried to fight back. Rather than shooting me, Marcus shot a beam at Mr. Davenport, just missing his head.
"You gave him bionics?"
"Yup, and see that mole in the back of his neck?" Marcus let go of me and pointed to the spot. "It's a wi-fi hot spot." Douglas walked over and got really close to his brother. "Come on, big brother. You're coming with me."
"Yeah, that's not going to happen."
"Oh, I think it is." Marcus shot a stun beam at Mr. Davenport, sending him crashing to the ground, incapacitated.
"Mr. Davenport!" I cried. I tried to break free from Marcus' new grip, but he held on extremely tight.
"I'm getting sick of her. Marcus, knock her out too."
"Dad, I can't do that!"
"Marcus... now!"
"No, dad!"
"Marcus!" He looked hesitant, but did as he was told. Before he did, he whispered to me.
"I'm really sorry. You know I love you."
"I love you, too." I had finally admitted it to him and myself. Darkness took over quickly and I collapsed to the ground.

I woke up on the floor of the same old cage with Mr. Davenport standing there, looking at me with concern.
"Skai, he put you in here too?" He asked like a child.
"Well, I'd assume that's what you would do with a hostage," I joked, standing up.
"Did they really kidnap you?" I paused and took in a deep sigh, deciding to tell him the truth.
"They did kidnap me... probably around a week ago."
"What?"
"When I went on that date with Marcus, Douglas took advantage of that and kidnapped me."
"Then how were you at the house this whole time?"
"Your brother made a replica of me while I was asleep so you'd never know I was missing. He's had everything planned out for a while now. He wants to take you down." At that moment, Marcus walked downstairs and flashed two different looks. To me, he offered a sympathetic and loving smile, but to Mr. Davenport, his face turned to one of anger and hatred. He then walked over to the monitor and pressed a few buttons, footage of Adam, Bree, and Chase in the Lab on the screen.
"Let's ask Eddy," Chase suggested.
"Don't bother." Clearly they could see Marcus, and vice-versa. "I deactivated him hours ago."
"Marcus!"
"He got his own TV show? What channel is this?" I rolled my eyes at the typical Adam response.
"How did he get-"
"What do you want, Marcus?" Leo stepped in front of everyone else.
"I'm just checking on my favorite bionic friends."
"He knows we're bionic?"
"I don't... I mean... That is... Wow..."
"I heard you were looking for your daddy. He's right here. And if you ever want to see him again, I suggest you come get him."
"Guys!" I screamed. "Don't fall for it, it's a-" The feed cut off, "-trap..." Marcus turned to look at us.
"Let's hope they're on their way." Marcus turned off the cage, grabbed me and pulled me out, and then put the bars back up. "I need your daughter for a moment." He pulled me to the stairwell and held me against his chest. He rested his chin on the top of my head. "Are you holding up okay?"
"I mean, besides you yelling at me sometimes and being trapped in a cage... yeah." He smiled and looked me in the eyes.
"I'm glad to see your wit is still there." I wrapped my arms around him and sighed as he slowly rocked back and forth. "You know, despite everything that's happened, I'll always love you."
"Yeah, I know."
"And you...?"
I kissed his cheek.
"I love you, too." He rested his forehead against mine for a brief moment, then slowly moved down and kissed my lips. I smiled at him and took his hand. "We'll make this work, I promise."
"I know we will. Now, I'm really sorry, but, uh..."He roughed up my hair and slapped me. "If you won't give me answers, then get back in the cage!" I looked at him, confused, and he motioned for me to go with it.
"I will never reveal my family's secrets!" I cried back. Marcus grabbed me, kissed my forehead, then threw me out from the stairwell and dragged me into the cage. He lingered on holding my hand for a moment, then let go and walked up the stairs. I sunk down in the cage.
Can I keep doing this?