AN: Hi guys! I'm back with Chapter 5! I'm so excited that I am getting so many views! I love being able to entertain people with my writings.

Also, sorry if my insults are weak for this chapter or any future chapters. I just don't see a reason to swear in my writings.

Dedication: I would like to dedicate this chapter to @Vampire_Dawn for the second half of her awesome idea. Thanks @Vampire_Dawn! (This idea will also carry on to Chapter 6 in Chase's P.O.V.)

Disclaimer: I do not own the Lab Rats characters or the parts of the plot that are from the book Girl Stolen by April Henry.

Previously on Bionic Stolen-

"Where are we?" She asked with a wavering voice. She obviously wanted to go home.

"Your new, temporary home."

Bree's P.O.V.

New home? How long do these people expect to keep me? I need to find a way out of here.

"Well, come on! Get up!" Chase urged.

I stepped out of the car onto the concrete ground. Right away, I made a mad dash for a place to escape. I wouldn't be able to unlock the entrance, so my next plan was to try to drive through the wall.

I ran around the back of the car, and was about to get in the driver's seat when I was knocked to the ground with some sort of energy ball. The jerk shot a force field at me!

"Try that again, and you'll have a little talk with Douglas," Chase warned coldly. I instantly froze as I remembered what he did to Chase.

He found some type of handcuffs and put them on me. They were black and stiff.

"These are exploding handcuffs. If you break through them, they will detonate and blast you to pieces," he warned.

Given the chance, I looked around. We were in some kind of garage with lots of desks and weapons. Most of them looked like handguns, but others looked like bombs. There was one that looked like a robot suit.

Wait a minute! That's dad's exoskeleton prototype! He lost that a year ago! What else did these people take from us?

Chase led me through a set of elevator doors. As we stepped into the elevator, I noticed how loose the cuffs were. As the lift rose, I inched my way out of the restraints.

Chase hadn't noticed, and I took that to my full advantage. I slyly stepped behind him, grabbed his wrists, and pulled them behind his back.

"What the-" He remarked. I bent his elbows so his wrists were placed between his shoulder blades. That was pretty much the only hold I knew. He screamed in pain as I remembered his bruised and cut shoulders.

Wow, this is really hurting him. I NEED to stop. He goes through enough torture already. I don't want to hurt him.

No. I shoved that thought away as I pushed down on his lower back with my elbow. He crumpled to the floor, still screaming in pain.

I seemed to forget we were in an elevator because when the doors opened, I jumped a little. The doors revealed a high-tech lab. It was complete with several cyberdesks, monitors, weapons, metal tables and machinery. I also noticed several doorways that led to who knows where.

I also noticed four people standing around one of the monitors. The sound of the elevator doors opening made them all turn their heads. They all looked shocked to see I had Chase pinned to the floor.

"Why didn't you put the handcuffs on her? How could you be so stupid?" The man, who I assumed was Douglas, shouted at Chase.

"I did, Dou-" Chase started to say, but Douglas cut him off.

"NO NAMES! YOU ALREADY CAUSED ENOUGH PROBLEMS."

Ha. That won't do him any good. I already know his name. Now I just have to figure out who the other three people are...

"Sorry. I will try to be more careful," He apologized from his spot on the ground.

"Sorry? It's too late to be sorry. You three," Douglas said, gesturing towards three boys who looked about the same age as Adam. One had smooth, flat brown hair. Another one of the boys had spiked, blonde hair. The last one had ruffled dirty-blonde hair. Each of them glared at me like I was trash. "Take this girl to her cell. I will deal with him."

The three boys strutted over to me, and I instantly let go of Chase's arms. I didn't know these people, and I didn't want them to be near me. I tried to back up away from them, but I was still in the elevator, so I couldn't really go far.

They crowded around me, and my vision instantly blurred with tears. I know it made me seem weak, but anybody else would be crying too if they were in this situation.

"Aww, look. The spoiled brat is unhappy. Quick! Somebody buy her another car so she will feel better!" The dirty-blonde joked. The three of them laughed like crazy. I instantly stopped crying as their cackling laughter rang through my ears.

"I'm not spoiled," I replied under my breath.

The blonde heard me and swiftly punched my stomach. I cried out in pain as I sunk to my knees, clutching my stomach. I didn't even see his fist, it was coming at me so fast.

"Shut up, brat! You may be aloud to talk back in the fancy little castle you call a home, but here, that'll get you nowhere."

"Get away from her!" I heard Chase yell at the boys. Douglas grabbed Chase by his shoulders and yanked him backwards, out of the elevator.

I didn't dare reply to the blonde as the dirty-blonde grabbed my arm and forcefully yanked me up to my feet. The brunette grabbed my other arm once I was standing. The two started leading me towards one of the doorways as the third boy followed behind me. They each squeezed my forearms with bruising grips.

"Ow..." I flinched as I felt their hands cutting off my circulation.

"Ugh! What is it now, princess?" The person behind me said in an annoyed tone.

"I-I can't feel m-my hands. You're h-hurting me!" I replied as I started to panic for the thousandth time today.

"Oh, relax." Said the brunette. "A little super strength never hurt anybody. Ooh, wait a minute. I guess it did!" He suddenly cracked up at his hilarious joke. Sarcasm intended.

Great, now Chase isn't the only bionic kidnapper I have to look out for.

From what I can tell, both of the boys who are holding me have super strength.

We reached the room, and the boys shoved me inside. I realized it wasn't just a room, but more like a jail cell. The walls were built out of cinder blocks. There were no windows for any means of escape. The only thing inside the cell was the wooden pull-down shelf that was pressed up against the wall. I guessed that was a prisoner's bed.

I started to hear a man's voice echo through the walls of my room, but the sounds were so muffled, I couldn't hear anything. The voices died down before the three boys in my cell began to speak.

"Here is where you will stay until we are through with you. Don't expect much food while you're here," The brunette spat out at me.

"Also, don't use you bionics. It wouldn't be any use anyways since Trevor can catch up to you," The dirty-blonde said dumbly. Okay, so now I know one of them is Trevor, and he has super speed.

Great. Even if I can figure out how to activate my super speed, I will most likely be caught by whichever jerk Trevor is.

"You idiot," The brunette said to the dirty-blonde. "The prison cell is bionic proof. That's why we put her in here."

"Yeah, and dude! You just told her my name! The boss said no names!" The blonde boy shouted.

Okay, so the blonde boy's name is Trevor. He has super speed. The other two have super strength. The dirty-blonde boy is forgetful and not very smart. This info will come in handy.

"Ohh, I get it now," Said the dirty-blonde in a tone that reminded me of Adam.

"Ugh, just come on. We need to help our boss." said Trevor.

"Oh, you mean Douglas?" asked the dirty-blonde with a blank expression.

"DUDE! I JUST TOLD YOU NO NAMES!" Trevor scolded.

"Oops...Oh well." The dirty-blonde said in a care-free tone. Yep, he almost perfectly resembles Adam. I will easily be able to outsmart him...If I ever break out of this stupid jail cell.

"Come on, guys. Let's go," the brunette said in a dramatic tone.

He turned towards me and arched one of his eyebrows. It was kinda creepy.

Why is everybody here so dramatic?!

"I will meet you guys there," Trevor started. "I have to deal with something first."

The two left the cell, and Trevor slyly crept closer to me. I abruptly stepped backwards with every step he took. He had a mysterious look on his face, and I didn't like it.

He continued to walk closer to me, and I let out a faint whimper as the cool cement wall came in contact with my back. I caught a glimpse of his piercing emerald eyes as he leaned in close to my ear. I involuntarily whimpered again at his closeness. For some reason, he reminded me of Spike.

"You think you're so much better than us, don't you?" He whispered into my ear.

I quickly shook my head, but he continued to talk.

"You got your prissy clothes, fancy cars, a big ol' mansion. Seems like the perfect life." He backed up slightly so I could see his smug grin that was plastered to his face.

If only he knew.

I looked straight into his eyes and pushed him back a little bit.

He looked amused, like he was impressed that I would be so courageous as to shove him. To be honest, I was taken aback too.

His expression quickly changed to one of anger and rage.

"You shouldn't have done that, you spoiled rat," He growled at me before he punched me square in he jaw.

I screamed out in pain and fear as I clutched my jaw. If I didn't know any better, I'd say he had the super strength.

"That'll show ya," He said as he turned and walked out of my cell. Before he walked away from the doorway, he slid some sort of blue laser door across it's track. He entered a code on the panel by the door, and the laser beams locked into place. He finally walked away with his other two friends.

There was still a throbbing pain in my jaw. I decided the best thing to do would be to sleep through it.

I pulled down the wooden bed and climbed onto it. It wasn't very comfortable, but it was better than the floor.

The last thing I remembered before I drifted to sleep was the faint sounds of a whip being cracked and a teenage boy screaming in pain.

AN: So, how was Chapter 5? Good? Bad? Terrible? Awesome? Should I give up writing and learn to play the oboe? Tell me what you think! Comment, vote, message me, do whatever you want!

And please, if there is a mistake I make about the plot, like I say something in one chapter and change it in another, tell me so I can fix it. It worries be a bit that my writings may be inaccurate.

One last thing. I've started to work on some other Lab Rats fanfics that I will post after this one is complete or is close to done. This may cause updates to be a day or two slower. Sorry...:(

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