Hey howdy hey, fellow inhabitant of the universe! Here's my fanfic for Generator Rex! (Obviously, but I couldn't think of what else to say.) I will have hints of Holix in here. :) That's how I roll, homeboys and homegirls.
Hope you enjoy!

Rex stoop atop the five-story building. A breeze sliced the cool night air, making him cross his arms in front of his chest. "How much longer, Six?"

The tall agent pulled the binoculars from his eyes-or shades, rather-and said nothing, obviously irritated at Rex's fifth time asking.

"Rex," Dr. Holiday's voice buzzed over the communicator in his ear. He could hear the machines beeping in the background. Holiday had chosen to stay in the Keep. At these temperatures, Rex didn't blame her. "You remember what to do?"

He nodded, though she couldn't see it. "Yeah, yeah. Just talk, find out what she knows. And no punching."

"There she is, Rex." Six pointed down to the right.

"Gotta go, Doc." Rex jumped off the building. He let himself free-fall halfway down before generating wings. Turning to where Six had pointed, he saw figure duck into the shadows of an alley.

After landing quietly, he peeked down the alley. The dim street lights cast a glow halfway down the alley, but most of it lay in shadows. A low rumble echoed from the darkness. For a moment Rex wondered if the girl had underestimated the E.V.O. met her doom, but a burst of light erupted from the darkness. In its brief illumination, Rex could see the girl. What caught his attention, though, was the large, fanged were-wolf-looking E.V.O. prowling toward her.

Rex sprinted into the darkness. Before his eyes could adjust, he heard a growl followed by claws quickly scraping against concrete. He quickly generated a fist and swung wildly in the direction of the noise. Out of pure luck, he struck something and sent it flying into the brick wall.

A hand grabbed Rex's shoulder and slung him around. "What are you doing?" A girl's voice shouted.

Rex threw out his hands. "Uh, saving your life!"

In the dimness, he saw her eyes widen. "You work for Providence!"

Rex opened his mouth to respond, but a another growl cut him off. The mutant had recovered and now lunged. Rex dodged and hit it from behind. It crashed into the opposite wall. Capitalizing, Rex leaped to the E.V.O., placed his hand on its head, and sent his nanites to work. With a buzz and a flash, the E.V.O. turned back into a medium-sized dog.

Rex looked back up to the girl. After giving him a death stare as she walked past, she kneeled and patted the dogs head. "This is the Carson family's beloved pet, Jupiter, that you were pounding into the wall." Her expression along with her cool tone told him she was obviously displeased with the way he handled the situation.

"Excuse me for trying to stop a blood thirsty E.V.O. from eating you." Rex mumbled.

She stood, narrowing her eyes. "Does this look like a blood thirsty E.V.O. to you?" The dog licked her hand then nuzzled his head against it. She smiled to the dog as she pulled a leash out of her pocket and looped it around Jupiter's neck. "Tell Providence I don't need their kind of help."

She lead the dog out of the alley, leaving a confused Rex alone.

"So much for talking."

"Is that all she said?" Holiday crossed her arms and leaned against the panel in the Keep.

"Yeah, then she took the dog and left." Rex sighed as he plopped down in a chair.

Bobo elbowed Rex's arm. "The chick doesn't dig talking, huh? Gonna have to work on your charm."

Rex rolled his eyes. "Now what, Doc?"

"She works as a bellhop at a nearby hotel. I'll try to talk to her tomorrow"

"Good luck. You'll need it." Rex got up to scan the Keep for food. He needed something to crunch on.

Rex threw the ball against the wall and let it bounce back for the umpteenth time. Holiday had left an hour and a half ago. They hadn't heard from her since, making Rex think she had the same luck he did.

Just as he was getting up to ask Six if he had any news, he heard Holiday's voice echo through the ship, accompanied by other. The girl.

Rex ran to the back of the Keep where Holiday and Six stood with none other than Miss Hard-headed herself.

Now in the light, her features were more apparent. Black hair and bright blue eyes complimented a nice face. As if that wasn't enough, her smile brightened the whole room. She wore a crimson uniform with rows of golden buttons, obviously from her work. She quickly spotted Rex. When she did, a sly smirk passed over her face.

"If it isn't Mr. Secret Weapon himself." Great, she already gave him a nickname. She smiled and stuck out her hand. "You know, yelling at a girl isn't the best way to convince her to join your side."

Rex forced a short laugh and shook her hand lightly. "It's Rex."

"Kara." A moment of awkward silence descended, leaving Rex without words.

Six, naturally, was the one to break the silence, not caring about the awkwardness. "Is she coming with us or not?"

She raised an eyebrow at Six. "I have to pick up a few things."

Six moved to the cockpit. "Then why are we standing around?"

It didn't take Kara long to return with her things. She had changed into jeans, a black-and-purple striped t-shirt, and leather jacket. She carried a backpack, duffle-bag, a large briefcase, making Rex wonder how long she was going to stay at Providence.

She sat across from Rex on the Keep, making for an awkward ride home. Uncomfortable silence abounded until Holiday asked Kara something in smart-talk. The only words Rex caught were nanites, theory, and father. Father?

"Is your dad a scientist or something?" He asked.

She glanced at Holiday before answering with a pained expression. "He was."

"Did he retire? Why didn't we just get him instead?"

Anger flashed over her face. "He's dead."

Rex cringed at his stupidity.

Awkward. . .

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Something magical, indeed.