A/N: Lol, random story. This is what I get for watching 'Taboo' marathons on National Geographic! Read and Review! I forgot, this is a one-shot.

Generator Rex belong to Man of Action and Cartoon Network

"I've noticed something." Rex spun around in his chair to face his brother Caesar, who was adding the finishing touches to his magnetism device. The elder Salazar looked up from his work to face his brother.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Well, the only reason I got the first batch of nanites is because of some accident right?"

"Yes…" Caesar said cautiously. He didn't like where this conversation was headed.

"No one has actually ever told me what the accident was. I mean, I may not remember, but I've at least got the right to know." Rex spun around in his chair anxiously, "You haven't even told me. Just like everyone else you said it was because of an accident." He scooted his chair closer to his brother, as if interrogating him. "You really haven't told me anything. Sure, I know mom and dad's names and stuff, but I don't know what they were even like or what they looked like either! Any reason you've been holding out on me?" The younger Salazar stood up from his chair and stood up as straight as he could, bringing himself to his full height.

"Rex…" Caesar began, "I'm just not sure you're ready to know the whole story yet. You've forgotten everything, and just letting you know everything at one time may not be good for you. I want you to learn things piece by piece. It'll be easier for you to comprehend things that way. The last thing I want is for you to be confused about life before…" he moved his arms around his head, gesturing toward everything around them, "this."

Rex crossed his arms across his chest, "That still doesn't really answer my question. What was the accident?"

Caesar pinched the bridge of his nose and let out sigh. "You really want to know?"

"Yes." Rex nodded his head vigorously, tapping his foot as well.

Caesar let out another sigh. "I'm not going to tell you the whole accident, just … the outcome, for lack of a better word." He studied the ceilings and the walls, trying to find the right words to tell his younger brother. "Let's just say, you're not really "whole."

"What do you mean?" Rex eyed his brother warily.

"Your hand…" he gestured toward Rex's right arm, "isn't really yours."

Rex chuckled. "Oh, so you're saying that I stole someone's arm."

"No Rex." Caesar's face was deathly serious. "It isn't real. It's a prosthetic."

*Cue Twilight Zone music* Seriously though, everyone's always like "Rex you were in this totally terrible accident, but I really don't wanna tell you about it..." Every time someone brings it up, I just want to shake them and yell "TELL US!" Yeah, I'm weird like that. XD Read and Review.