I just can't get this idea to go away… and I don't want it to! So here's chapter 1 of the Bionic Games! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Lab Rats or the Hunger Games trilogy. Or the Hunger Games movie.
Chapter 1: A perfect morning… not.
"Wanna play a game?" Adam is his cheery self. "No thanks. Too many things going on in my head." "I would say later, but I may never come back." We all knew what today was. The reaping for the first annual Bionic Games. Some genius thought that would be a good idea. We were supposed to be training, but none of us were. Adam was stuffing his face with his favorite protein pellets, Chase was taking a look around the lab, or a 'Just in Case Last Look' as he called it and I was sitting on the counter in my mission suit for what is probably gonna be the last time. I was the only Davenport Industries bionic girl, so I was definitely going in. It was like Chase read my mind. "You're worried about the Games, right?" "How did you know?" "Because I know you're the only bionic girl from here." "What does that mean?" Adam butted in on our conversation. "It means I'm going into the games." "Bree you can't." "How are we gonna stop it?" "We could just not go!" "Its law ordered." "They won't notice if we aren't there." "Yes they will we're the three originals." "I have to go." I hop off the counter and Adam hugs me. Chase does too. Leo walks in. "What is this Hug Day?" None of us had told him about the Games, and he hadn't found out yet. "We were hugging because it might be Bree's last weeks alive." Adam says. "What? Why?" "She's the only girl from here so she's gonna be in the Bionic Games." "Adam no why would you tell him?" "He should be allowed to know!" "What are the Bionic Games?" "Have you ever read the book 'The Hunger Games?' " Chase asks. "No... but I've seen the movie." "Well it's that." "So Bree's our Katniss? That means she lives!" "Well she's not the exact Katniss, so she might die." "Adam shut up!" "We have to get ready to go." "Come on guys, you can't go." "We have to. As much as I don't want to die, we have to." "Bree, it's ok." "No, it's really not. This is my last look at my childhood, at my life." "Don't say that." "Why not? It's only true!" I say, leaving in tears.
Did you like it? I hope so! I'm sorry it was so short, it's just the fact that I'm really busy, so sorry if you think it's short!