Chapter 1. Holiday's Nightmare.

"Talking out loud." 'thoughts' *actions*

me- "Let's get this story started!"

Rex- "forgetting something Sam?"

me- "You say it!"

Rex- "Noah! You say it!"

Noah- "Fine. Sam doesn't own anything!"

Me- "On to the story!"

It was may 20th 1992. I was ten years old. My dad had worked the night before and hadn't got home yet.

He was a scientist, he was also my role model. I loved all things science. When I woke up I went down stairs my mom was crying. "What's wrong mom?" I asked. She handed me letter. It read ' We are sorry to inform you that Charles Holiday was killed in a lab incident yesterday. Arrangements will be made to bury him in your town.' I read it again. "No...no,no HE CAN'T BE DEAD HE CAN'T BE!" I yelled I ran upstairs. I slammed the door to my room. This woke up my twelve year old sister.

"Laura? What's wrong?" She asked.

"Juliet dad is...dead."

"Oh my GOSH! I am so sorry! I know you looked up to him." She said.

"yea I know." I said.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~8 years later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I am 18 and I don't listen to anyone. Mostly not that jerk my mom married. I have a tattoo of my real dad's name one my lower back. It was a Saturday. I grabbed my duffel filled it with clothes then grabbed my wallet and looked inside. "Good just enough for a ticket." I said. My sister now twenty had moved to New york. I grabbed my phone and charger and jumped out the window. I ran to the airport and bought a ticket. At 10:30 I landed and called my sister.

"Hey sis I am at the 'John F. Kennedy International Airport' can you pick me up?"

"WHAT? How did you get here?"

"I bought a ticket."

"Why are you here?"

"Because I HATE that man."

"Ugh I am coming."

"Okay thanks." I hung up. 20 minuets later her car pulled up.

"Get in." I did as told. Once in I sat back. When we got back to her house I dropped my bag and pulled out a file. I opened it up and got out my laptop starting it up. I opened the files got on the internet and logged on to my dad's old lab program. Next thing I knew we were running from the cops. I woke up in a cold sweat I looked around. White walls, desk, lamp. Providence. I looked over it was May 29th. I always had this nightmare the day before my birthday. It was also 7 am. This time I went to white.

"Just let me start it up again!"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Two reasons. One it isn't legal. Two it isn't important." I stormed out. I found Six.

"Six I need your help."

"With what?"

"My dad's old research."

"Why do you need me?...White won't let you?" I just nodded. "Sorry but no."

'UGH! What am I going to do? White won't let me,Six won't help. Rex would just worry about getting me in trouble. UGH!'. Just then a tall 20ish year old Latino came out of a door.

'CESAR! Why didn't I think of him?' "Hello Cesar. I need your help."

"Hola Holiday. What do you need?"

"I want to start up my dad's research again. Last time...well there was a lot of running and hiding."

"You had a run in with the cops! That means that the adrenal glands released adrenaline and so that you add extra energy! EXCELLENT!" *snaps head back*.

"So you'll help?"

"Yes!"

"what is that by the way?" I said point to the thing he had been spinning in the air. He touched it and a straw like thing popped out he took a sip.

"mmm A very creamy mango smoothie." I walked out. I finally felt content. Till I realized that he would need files, papers and lab access. I ran got them and ran back and gave them to him.

"Anti-lipids?" he asked.

"Fake name. It is really about micro-bots that can cause a slow and painful death, I want to use them to talk to nanites."

"You think we could do that?"

"Yes." He shrugged. I walked out and looked at a clock.

"Only 8:30? Whoa."

END CHAP. ONE!

Me- "Chap one done yea!"

Rex- "WAIT!"

Me- "What?"

Rex- "Holiday had a bad past...and a tattoo!"

Me- "Yes and Yes...keep reading for more info!"

Rex & Noah- "Just tell us the rest!"

Me- "Read lazy boys!"

Six- "Training time!"

Me & Rex- "Ugh"

Noah- "HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!"