So, the last time I posted something was two days before the tragic death of George Floyd, and I just have to say right here and right now that I fully support the Black Lives Matter movement. I never want to see innocent people hurting and if I ever hurt someone in the Black community, I am deeply sorry. While I've always known racism is a problem, this whole thing has really opened my eyes to how much of America's core values make things harder for black individuals. And if a reader of this story doesn't support the movement, you can unfollow me. I won't lose any sleep over it.

And now, on with the story!

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Adam's POV

I shivered slightly, waiting for Dr. Raymond to come back with my towel. I had been in that swimming pool for hours, and I have decided right there and then that swimming was no longer one of my favorite things to do.

The halls were so long and empty that everything echoed inside the room. It also meant that I could hear whatever those doctors said about me or my siblings. Usually, they talked to each other with big words, so I hardly knew what they were saying.

But this time, I could hear them perfectly and knew what they were saying. Bree was doing better then they expected, doing exactly what they asked of her. It angered me that she would give in so quickly, but that may be the only way she knew how to handle herself. And if she wasn't hurt, then that helped calm me down.

Chase, however, wasn't being cooperative. They were saying that he hadn't talked unless he had to. That he hadn't given them any information about us, which I was doing my best to do the same. The less they knew, the better.

But then they started talking about something called coercion. I didn't know what that meant, and Chase wasn't with me to explain it, but then I heard them continue to speak about forcing him to talk, whatever means necessary. Then Dr. Raymond come in with my towel and my eyes went red.

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Bree's POV

Invisibility came easily for me, even if Douglas had only just unlocked it weeks before we were taken. So when they wanted to test out how it worked, I happily obliged. Maybe this could even be the key to get past these guys.

After showing it off for about two hours or so, and they watched how my clothes disappeared but what I was holding didn't, I was given a small break before they wanted me to use my agility. That's when two different guards came in, one coming just before the first, and Dr. Daniels held her hands up before asking what was wrong.

"Subject A's heat vision is going haywire and destroying everything in sight."

"Subject C is acting in an aggressive manor and attacking anyone who comes near him."

Oh no, they were glitching. They probably got angry, or fed up, or upset. But, this was also an opportunity. Dr. Daniels didn't even hesitate to turn to me and ask what I knew about what was happening.

"Our bionics were never meant to be put in humans, they were meant for androids, and because they are attached to our brains and nervous system, whenever we have intense emotions, we glitch. They go haywire."

"How do we stop it?" Dr. Daniels questioned, her eyes pleading for an answer.

"I can calm them down, but I need to see them face to face. You can chain me up, or chain them up. I won't try anything, you know that. But if you want the glitching to stop, you have to let me calm them down."

Dr. Daniels nodded before turning to the guards, and asked who was being more destructive. I was cuffed once again, and with a guard on both sides of me, was sent to Adam's training room, where his heat vision was going in all directions. I turned to the guards, and they walked to the entrance of the room, allowing my brother and I some space.

I approached him, and his heat vision started to slow down its intensity. "Hey, Adam. You need to calm down now. It's okay."

"Bree? I can't stop." A blast of lasers flew past my right ear, nearly burning my hair off. "I need to get out." I held out my hands, which were still cuffed, and put one on Adam's hand.

"Shh..." I soothed, urging the lasers to stop all together with any power I had. "It's okay. Whatever they did to you is over. It's over."

Adam's eyes stopped flaring bright red, only a small flicker could be seen in the dark brown. Now that he had calmed down, I had mere seconds with him before I had to face Spike. But before I could be taken away, he wrapped his arms firmly around my shoulders.

I was pulled out of the hug, and forced to leave the room, but I looked back and saw Adam mouth two words. 'Thank you.'

I was rushed down the hall, and into another room, which looked almost identical to Adam's, but instead of weights and a swimming pool, it had computers and speakers on the wall. I'm not surprised they turned Chase into Spike if they were messing with his hearing.

Speaking of Spike, he was currently on the far side of the room, clearly intent on destroying a pair of headphones. "S-Spike..." I trailed off, slowly approaching him. Even if I knew Adam wouldn't hurt me, the same couldn't be said for Spike. Even if he had a weird thing about hurting girls, I didn't know what they had done to him.

"What do you want, princess?!"

"I need you to let Chase out. I know they probably hurt your ears, and that you want revenge, but you can't get that right now. So I need to speak to Chase." I tried to sound confident and refused to let my voice waver. I needed to get through to my brother.

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Chase's POV

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I winced as the words flashed in front of my eyes, and everything cleared from the rage fit Spike just went on. But then I saw who was in front of me, and immediately latched onto her. I was scared to let go, even if I knew that Bree would be pulled away now that I was no longer under control of Spike.

Bree put her hand on my shoulder, and I swallowed my anger when I saw my own sister in those stupid cuffs. "We're gonna be okay." She smiled reassuringly. "We're gonna be okay."

"I can't do this anymore." I chocked out, doing everything in my power to hold my tears back. "I'm going crazy."

"You have to stay strong, Chase. That's the only way you'll keep yourself sane." Bree insisted before the guards reached over, and started to force her out of the room.

I had to fight every single part of my body not to run over and fight those men. To get my sister back. To get my brother back. To get us out of here. I had to do something, but as my arms were forced behind my back and the cuffs started to rub my wrists raw, that seemed more and more impossible.