I actually started this story in the summer and was hesitant to put it up because I was afraid it's been done to death but I really wanted some HOLIX and I still needed to wrap up one loose end in my Made-up Season 4. I actually wanted it to be a part of the Season 4 but it just didn't fit anywhere so I'm making it a separate story. I don't own any of the characters.
Six gritted his teeth. He had thought the man had died in the explosion but it seems he was wrong, like a lot of things lately. He glared at Dos, "What do you want?"
Dos sat casually in Six's office chair flipping through some files on his desk.
"Revenge of course." He tossed the papers carelessly onto the desk. "It was my last big finish and you had to go and ruin it. And for what?" He growled getting up. "For some piece of filth you don't even know?" Dos whipped out his cane and sprayed bullets at Six.
Six leapt into the air and did a forward roll into a battle stance flicking out his magna blades along the way. He ran at Dos reflecting bullets with his blades back at the elderly mercenary. Dos nimbly dodged them and deflected Six's blades when they came down on him. Dos kicked Six in the stomach and pushed him into the air. Six did a backwards flip onto his feet with his magna blades at the ready.
He glared at Dos, "How did you get in here?"
"You're security is pitiful. "Dos scoffed as he shot some more bullets at Six.
Six blocked them. "Well, you're trapped now and with all the racket we're making security will soon be here."
Dos laughed humorlessly, "Just what I was hoping."
Suddenly there were explosions outside the office door. Six heard panic and confusion outside the office. He glared at Dos.
"This is between you and me." Dos sniffed as he circled Six. "I will have the pleasure of killing you. Then your little machine boy and doctor will be next."
At the mention of Rex and Rebecca, Six stiffened and glared at Dos. "Like you said, this is between you and me."
Dos didn't answer but lunged at the ninja with his cane.
0o0
Earlier that day Rebecca was waiting for the mail truck to arrive. She was excited and giddy but tried to hide it. Today was the day it was coming. She had spent the last few months researching and saving up for this moment. And if it was as good as promised it would have been all worth it.
She saw the mail truck in the distance. A few minutes later it was pulling up in front of her. An unfamiliar man stepped out of the truck.
"Hi, where's Caleb?" Rebecca asked addressing the new mailman.
"He had an emergency. Filling in for him." The man smiled as he went to the back of the truck. Rebecca frowned. There was something about the man that made her think she had met him before. There was also something off about him like maybe his black hair looked a little too perfect or the way his speech was stilted. But she dismissed all these thoughts as he brought out the mail and on top was a long package that she had been waiting for.
"I think that might be mine." She said trying to hide her excitement.
The man smiled and handed it to her. Rebecca grabbed her package and ran back to her lab. If she had bothered to turn around she would have seen the mailman put a cane into the mail bin before rolling it into the base.
0o0
When Rebecca got back to her lab she ripped the packaging open. Inside was a wooden box. She held her breath as she opened it. She examined the merchandise and when she was satisfied she closed the box. She quickly grabbed a pen and paper from the printer. She thought a moment about what to write and then scrawled a message. She rummaged through her desk for an envelope and tape. When she finally found it, always the last place you look, she stuffed the note into the envelope and taped it onto the box. She then wrote "Six" on the envelope before tucking the box under her arm and leaving her lab furtively.
She reached Six's room unnoticed. Relieved she punched in the code for his room. She entered and carefully placed the box on his bed. She was grinning like an idiot. She hoped Six liked his early Christmas present. Suddenly she heard explosions from above.
Rebecca frowned as the warning sirens went off and her comlink buzzed alive with activity. She hit her earpiece.
"What's going on?" She demanded as she flew from the room being careful to shut it first.
"Don't know." Came the response. "It came from the direction of Agent Six's office.
Rebecca froze a moment before heading to White Knight's old office.
0o0
Rex had been playing video games in his room when he heard the explosions. "What now?" He groaned. He was about to get a new high score.
He ran out of his room, formed his Rex ride, and rode off to where he heard the explosions.
When he arrived he saw people removing injured agents from the blast site. He saw White … Six's office door blackened by the explosion but it remained in tack. He heard fighting inside. Rex formed his Smack hands and tried to smash the door. Tried being the operative word. Electricity shot out of the door and blew Rex back. His Smack hands shattered as he hit the wall. Holiday ran in just in time to see Rex fly back. She ran over to him.
"Rex, what happened?" She asked.
"Por favor envíe sus sillas y mesas de bandeja a la posición completa y vertical.*" Rex moaned.
Holiday helped him up. Rex shook his head and rubbed it as he got up off the floor. He glared at the door. He formed his Punk busters and started to run at the door.
Holiday stopped him. "Rex, that might not be the wisest move. Why don't you try communicating with it?"
Rex paused. Oh yeah, why didn't he think of that? Well, that's why she's the doctor with three PHds. He placed his hand on the console and closed his eyes. Blue lines rose from his hands and the walls. There was a sound of something shorting and the door opened.
Rex rushed in, "Que whaaa?" He stood in shock. Dos was suppose to be dead, wasn't he? But there he was fighting Six… to the death it looked like. Neither man was pulling their punches. Dos took a quick look over at Rex before tossing a metal sphere at him. Before Rex had a chance to move the sphere grew tentacles and wrapped itself around the boy. Shocks came and incapacitated him. Rex screamed in pain as he dropped to the floor. His eyes started to glow white. Six stopped when he saw Rex drop.
"Rex!" He yelled running to the boy but Dos knocked him down with a swift kick. Six rolled to avoid his cane. He pushed himself up and glowered at Dos. He glanced at Rex out of the corner of his eye. He was still being shocked.
"Stop it Dos!" Six growled.
"You don't give me orders." Dos scoffed. He swung his cane at Six.
Holiday was just as surprised as Rex when she saw the supposedly dead mercenary. She watched in terror as Rex was knocked onto the floor by a weapon that was now sending endless shocks through his body. She had never seen a device like that before.
"Rex, if you can hear me try to make your Blast caster." Holiday yelled at the boy.
For a second she thought Rex hadn't heard but suddenly a generator grew from his back. The tentacles snapped off as the generator stretched them to capacity. The shocks stopped as the device fell off him. Rex's build rescinded as he passed out. Holiday grabbed him and pulled him out of the room. She called for medical help when she reached safety.
Six was relieved when Holiday pulled Rex out. He gripped his blades tighter and charged the old man. Dos side stepped Six and sliced his back. Six grimaced as he spun around to block Dos's cane. He could feel blood ooze through the wound on his back. It didn't feel too deep but he cursed himself for getting sloppy.
Dos laughed humorlessly. "You care so much about others now, do you? You weren't always like this. I wonder what your friends would think if they knew your past."
Six scowl grew deeper. He kicked Dos away and twirled one blade over his head before bringing it down on Dos who blocked it but it left his flank wide open which Six used to his advantage. He swung his other blade and sliced Dos in the middle. To Six's surprise the blade hit body armor. Dos punched Six who staggered back but managed to stabilize and block some more bullets that came his way. Six was counting. Dos should be out of bullets soon. And then he just had to contend with his sword and gas attacks. Sure enough after several clicks Dos realized he was out of bullets. Six took this momentary distraction to aim a kick at him. It knocked Dos back but he swung his cane and gas came out the tip into Six's face. Six stepped back coughing violently.
"Would your friends think so highly of you once they find out you are nothing more than a common murderer and thug?" Dos continued his taunts.
Six knew Dos was just trying to mess with his head but it help him reach an epiphany. Yes, he was worried about Rebecca getting hurt because of his enemies but she had shown she can take care of herself. It was just another long list of excuses he told himself to hide what he was really afraid of. He realized that all the pulling away he did with her was due in part to his fear of her finding out about his past. He couldn't stand the thought of her thinking poorly of him. Would she be repulsed? Would she leave him? He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. He focused his energy on defeating Dos. He can't let him win.
0o0
Caesar was working on one of his inventions when the he heard the explosions then alarms. He grabbed his comlink and listened in on the frantic conversations. He quickly grabbed his stun gun from the desk and hurried to Six's new office. He knew Rex would be there and he might need his big brother's help.
When he arrived he heard Holiday requesting medical assistance. He paused a moment when he saw her cradling Rex.
"Is he all right?" Caesar peered into his brother's eyes with a small flashlight.
"I think he'll be okay but he endured a lot of electric shocks." Holiday said.
"What happened?" Caesar inquired.
"Someone from Six's past." Holiday answered not sure what else to say.
Caesar merely nodded. He picked his brother up.
"I'm taking him to medbay." He hurried down the hall with Rex in his arms.
Holiday looked after them for a moment before turning her attention back to the office. Security had taken away the injured agents but they have yet to return to help Six. She wondered what happened to them. She picked up a gun one of the grunts had dropped and cautiously made her way back to the office. She heard metal on metal as the fight raged on inside. Rebecca took a deep breath and entered the office. Dos saw her and threw three metal balls at her. But she was ready. She shot all three before they reached her. Gas exploded from them and filled the room. Holiday stepped back coughing. Dos was surprised by his own gas coming back at him. He started coughing. Six covering his mouth and nose with the crook of his arm grabbed Dos with his free hand and swung him around hard. He let go and Dos flew through the window. The window shattered and Dos fell out. Six heard the mercenary scream as he fell to the ground.
The gas escaped through the broken window clearing the air inside the room. Six limped over to the window and looked out. He saw Dos's broken body on the ground below. Agents were cautiously approaching it looking it over. Six looked over at Holiday who looked at him in horror. Six felt a pang of regret for taking a human life in front of her. He then collapsed onto the floor from his wounds.
0o0
Holiday was suturing Six's wound on his back. They were both silent. Six was thinking about what had just happened. The lump was back in his throat and his chest felt tight. He knew it was not from his injuries.
Rex was lying in the bed next to them. He was still unconscious from the shocks but his nanites were already healing his wounds. Caesar had run many tests and all came back normal.
Six thought about Dos's words. They had hurt more than the blows he gave him. Six wondered how Rebecca would react if she knew about his past. Would she be repulsed by him? He couldn't remember what kind of man he had been before his memory loss. But he remembered how she pulled away from him when he first interacted with her after his memory lapse. He was embarrassed now by his over the top flirting with her. He remembered the look of shock on her face when he threw Dos out of the window. He really had not meant to kill the old mercenary who now lay in the Providence morgue waiting to be transported to an unmarked grave. But he was faintly glad he was dead since it meant one less threat to his loved ones. But what should he do about Rebecca? Should he continue to pursue this relationship?
Holiday was terrified that Six was going to withdraw again. She could never really tell what he was thinking. Would he deem himself too dangerous to be with and take himself out of her life… again? She could see him doing that. She was afraid to say anything. She was waiting for him to say something.
Finally, Six spoke.
"Holiday," he began, "I…I think we should keep our interactions professional."
Holiday's heart sank and tears sprang to her eyes. She was glad he couldn't see her. But she started getting angry.
"Six, you can't keep doing this." She seethed as she gave the last stitch an extra hard pull. "You can't tell me you love me one minute and the second something… difficult happens you run away."
Six swallowed hard partly from the pain of the last stitch and partly because of Rebecca's words. "I'm not running away…"
"What do you call it then?"
Six's voice was still calm but with an edge to it.
"I'm trying to protect you."
"I can take care of myself!"
"I can't let you suffer because of my past."
"Everyone has a past. It's the future that matters."
"You don't understand…"
"Then help me understand Six!"
By now the tears were starting to come and she was shouting.
Six stayed silent.
Holiday couldn't take anymore. She roughly slapped medical tape over the suture and left the room… or rather she ran out.
Six pulled his bloodied shirt back on, grabbed his blades and jacket, and then left for his room.
0o0
Six felt like a complete jerk. He had hurt her again. But what could he do? What should he do? He could try to continue with his relationship with her and keep his past from her. But that would put a strain on their already tenuous relationship. Or he could let her go so she could find someone worthy of her. Thinking about the latter made him feel like there was a knife twisting in his gut.
He was glad when he reached his room but when he entered he immediately knew someone had been there. He tensed and his blades came out. He spotted something on his bed. He approached it carefully. Then he saw his name written in familiar handwriting on the envelope taped to the box.
He relaxed and put his blades away. He opened the lid of the box. His breath caught as he saw what it was.
The katana that had broken when last he fought Dos on the Nanite Island lay in the velvet lined box. He reverently picked up the scabbard and with a click pulled the sword out. As he examined it he saw it was perfectly and expertly repaired. You would never have known that the katana had snapped. It was done by a professional who understood how this weapon was made. He put it back into its scabbard. He walked over to the empty mount and put the katana back in its rightful place. He walked back to the box and picked up the note on the box. He pulled out the letter.
Six,
I hope you like your early Christmas gift. I couldn't wait to give it to you.
Love,
Holiday
Six sat on the edge of his bed staring at the sword and then the letter. It must have cost her a small fortune to get his katana fixed. After the first fight with Dos he had not even thought about his broken sword. He was focused on avoiding Holiday, then missing her when she left, and then angry at himself for almost losing her to another man. When he finally got the girl he faintly wondered about his sword. It was a link to his past. He was not proud of his past but it was his and it made him who he was. The katana was given to him by One, his master. He treasured it, used it, and then when he started life at Providence he exchanged that blade for his magna blades. He couldn't quite recall how he got the new swords but it seemed to fit his new life here. He put the old one away as a reminder that he was through with his old life. But when Dos had dared to threatened the ones he loved he pulled his old katana back out. He didn't want to soil his new blades with his old life so he used his old weapon. It seemed apropos.
He took off his sunglasses and tossed them to the side. He tiredly rubbed his face with both hands. He sadly looked at the blade again. He wasn't being fair to Rebecca. He finally made a decision. He grabbed his shades and went to look for her.
0o0
Rebecca was on the balcony overlooking the former Petting Zoo. She was angry at herself for crying. It wasn't worth it. HE wasn't worth it. Him with his stupid compulsion to protect her from his enemies, real or imagined. Him with his stupid emotional constipation. Him with his stupid pulling away all the time. She angrily wiped the tear that had spilled out of her eye. No! She wasn't going to cry anymore. She bit her lip bidding her eyes not to well up again.
"Rebecca?" Came his voice from behind her.
She didn't answer nor did she turn to look at him.
"Rebecca, I'm sorry." Six tried again.
Rebecca still didn't answer. She heard him sigh. In the reflection in the glass window, she saw him run his hand through his short hair in frustration.
She almost felt sorry for him.
"Please, Rebecca, can we talk?" Rebecca heard an emotion in his voice that she had heard only once before. It was when he was talking Circe out of taking the serum.
"I think I've heard all I want from you." She said coldly.
She could see him wince in the reflection. She wanted to hurt him as badly as he had hurt her. But even as she thought that, a piece of her wanted to run into his arms and hold him.
She now saw him pushing his shades higher and tightening his tie. A double whammy she thought. He must really be nervous.
"Just give me an hour or two." He almost sounded like he was begging. But Six doesn't beg she scoffed to herself. Holiday thought about just walking away and she started to. But out of the corner of her eye she saw his reflection's shoulder slump a little and his head hang a bit lower.
"You have an hour." She wondered why she was such a sucker.
Six nodded. "Meet me in my old office."
0o0
Holiday sat in Six's rarely used old office. She looked around. It was cramped, spartan and dusty. She wasn't sure why he kept it seeing as he now has White's old office. She sat in his office chair, the only chair in the room. With nothing to do she slowly rolled it back and forth with one foot as she stared at the ceiling. She had no idea what Six wanted to say to her and right at that moment she didn't care. She was still angry.
Six knocked before coming in. He looked at her and she him.
"Thank you for coming." He began.
Rebecca didn't say anything but merely nodded.
He leaned against the wall and looked at her for a moment.
"You have an hour." Rebecca reminded him.
Six pushed his tie higher.
"Rebecca, I need to be honest with you. I'm not the man you think I am and I need you to know who I really am so you know if you want to be with me." Six stopped. He was just babbling now. He could see confusion etched on her face.
"I mean, I'm going to ask you to hear my story and if you still want us to be together then I promise I will never push you away again. If after the story you want to…go, I promise to leave you alone and we'll just be… co-workers."
Rebecca still looked confused but nodded.
Six took a deep breath and started his story.
*Please return your chairs and tray tables to the full and upright position.
Does anyone want me to continue with this? If you do, let me know. I'm not sure when I'll find time but if there's enough demand I can try to fit it in. Otherwise I'll just end it with a deus ex machina.
Some have been asking about a Season 5. I don't know about that. So let me know if you really want another season. I'm not sure if I can right now but I'll think about it for the summer if I know people would actually read it. You can also PM me if you want. If there's enough response I wanted to use this story to segue into the next season.
