Bionic Heartbreak || Chase Davenport

09

"Well, Bree, you smashed your chip so badly it's useless, but I was able to replicate my brother's original chip, and like my face, it's flawless." Davenport grins as he types on the cyber desk.

"Forget the chip," Leo says. "We need to get this dude a mirror."

"Wait, so I'm actually going to be bionic again?" Bree hopefully asks. 

Davenport smiles. "Yep."

"Yes! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Bree exclaims as she hugs him.

When they pulled away, Davenport looked down at the cyber desk. "Oh, your chip's almost ready!" The moment he said that the chip fabricator made a sound to let them know it was finished.

"Oh! Snacks are done!" Adam says. 

As they walk over, Davenport looks at Adam. "For the last time, this is not a microwave. It's a chip fabricator."

"Hey, call it whatever you want. I'm still making my mini pizzas in here." Adam responds.

Davenport reaches inside and grabs Bree's new bionic chip. He holds it up to her. "Okay, Bree. Hop in your capsule and get ready for your new chip." Bree smiles before grabbing her chips and running inside her capsule. She places the chip in the slot that inserts the chip into her neck.

"You know, Big D, maybe if this works, you can make a chip for me," Leo tells Davenport.

Davenport scoffs. "Please. Your body can't handle high-fiber cereal." Leo looks at him offended while Harley shrugs. Davenport presses a few buttons on the cyber desk, and Bree's chip was placed inside her neck. She walks out of the capsule with her hand rubbing the back of her neck. 

"So? How does it feel?" Davenport asks. 

"Like a piece of metal just got jammed into my neck and fused to my nervous system." She replies.

"Woo! Success!" Davenport cheers. "All right, give it a try and see how it worked."

The others move as Bree steps into the middle of the lab. She takes off but ends up running back and forth across the ceiling. Ceiling lights began to fall before she collapses onto the ground. She groans as the others stare in shock.

"Well, she's still more useful than Chase," Adam says. They roll their eyes at him as he runs over to pick Bree off the ground. He sets her down on a stool next to Davenport.

"You know, technically speaking, your bionics are working," Davenport says. 

"You call this working?!" She exclaims in a deep voice, making everyone's eyes widen. "I can't control my vocal manipulation. I can't control anything!" She says in a high-pitched voice.

"I'm so close," Davenport says, wrapping a brace around Bree's neck. "It just needs a few tweaks."

Chase grabs Harley and Adam by their arms and pulls them aside. "We're in big trouble if he can't fix her. We need her speed and agility for missions." Harley gives him a look. No offense, Harley, you're doing great, but it's better with an extra hand."

"Well, I think Harley is doing great as a replacement." Adam shrugs.

"We can't replace her," Harley says. "I may have the speed like Bree, but as Chase said, we need her."

"No offense, Big D, but if your brother's the one who created her original chip, then maybe we should just call --" Leo starts.

"No. Forget about it. I never want to see that waste of space again." Davenport cuts him off. 

Harley scoffs. "He's our only hope, and he's not all bad. He did save us from Krane." 

"Yeah. Do you know what else he did? He made you evil, blew up the lab, kidnapped the kids, and stole all my money." Davenport says, growing angry the more he talked about his brother.