Ugh, I just had to start this story because it's been nagging at me for…uh…two months? Maybe more, but I can't really stand it much longer. XP So here's my newest story.

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Rex was currently zooming after a big human plant Evo on his hover motorcycle in a downpour of rain; drenching everything without shelter from the falling droplets of water. Plus, the sky was almost as dark as nighttime even though it was in the middle of the day.

"Dang, this Evo is fast!" Rex grunted to himself as he sped up to keep sight of the mutated human. The green Evo was tall, had vines and spikes sticking out of it and a head that was split sickly in two. Everything zoomed by in a gray blur due to Rex's high speed on the hovering vehicle, wiping up water from puddles that had formed on the ground. Rex was about to get within a good range from the Evo when a yellow blur caught his eye, making him skid to a stop.

"What are you doing?" Six's snapped from a small communicator in Rex's ear. Rex didn't reply and the hovering vehicle shifted back into his legs as he walked over to the alley that he spotted the unusual color. When he spotted what the source of the color was, Rex to a slight step back in shock. A boy around his age was lying on the ground, obviously out cold, wore terribly tattered clothes and absolutely soaked. Rex pondered on what he should do before picking the boy up in hesitation. Rex could tell immediately that the kid was way too light for his age, he felt like 80 pounds, what was up with that?

"Rex," Six snapped to get Rex's attention. "What are you doing?" Six continued; irritation clear in his voice.

"Six, when we get back to base; can you dig up some files?"

Rex sat in his room; waiting for results from Holiday and information from Six. Three soft knocks sounded from the other side of Rex's door to his room. Getting up, Rex walked over to the door and opened it to let Holiday in.

"So, what's up with that kid?" Rex asked; eager to know why the boy was dangerously underweight.

"Well, like you said, he's way too underweight, if you had brought him here any later, I'm afraid he wouldn't have made it," Holiday announced. "But, he's got a load of bruises, burns, gashes, all of that stuff," Holiday continued. Rex was surprised; this was no teen that was just trying to maintain a weight. Just as Rex was about to make a comment, Six walked up to the entrance to the room.

"The kid's name is Noah, but I couldn't pull up a last name," Six reported as Rex turned his attention to the agent in green. "He's been severely abused and raped by his parents since he was three years of age until they were caught and arrested. Noah was placed in a foster home, but he managed to escape and went undetected for quite a while," Six continued.

"So this ki- Noah, has been barely hanging to life for eleven years?" Rex concluded and earned a nod from Six.

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When Noah woke up, all he could really see was the white ceiling of the room; thinking that he was dead, Noah tried to sit up, but failed and that clarified that he wasn't dead. Plus, if he were dead, he wouldn't have felt as horrible as he did at the moment. Noah figured that he had caught something when he was out in the rain because his head was pounding worse than it was earlier, or however long he was out. Slightly starting to panic, Noah looked over to his side to see nobody in the room he was in at the moment. This time, Noah forced himself to sit up, grunting in pain from a large wound on his right side. Noah noticed that he was in dry clothes, not the old, tattered ones he wore for years straight. Noah was about to step off of the medical bed when the sound of footsteps echoed in the hallway outside of the medical room. Noah lay back down and pretended to be asleep, not wanting to deal with anyone, he just didn't trust it.

"So he should be fine once he's back to a healthy weight and all of that," Holiday explained as she and Rex walked into the medical room that held Noah. Rex examined Noah, he wasn't drenched anymore and was in some of his clothes so that he wouldn't get sick or worse than what he might've had. Holiday picked up a syringe and filled it with a clear liquid before approaching Noah who had one eye cracked open just enough to see, but not bee seen doing so. When Holiday turned around, bringing the syringe in view, fear struck Noah immediately as Holiday approached him. Rex barely had time to register what happened, one second Holiday was about to insert the syringe into Noah's arm and then in a flash, Holiday was holding a table for support and the syringe was lying on the ground, shattered. Rex was shocked at how much fear and pain that was displayed in Noah's gray eyes; Rex didn't even think that, that wasn't even the teen's real eye color. Plus, that was fast, Rex couldn't believe how fast Noah moved even if he was in poor condition; Rex believed that the blond was faster than Six.

"Whoa, calm down," Rex called and took a step closer to Noah, catching his attention, that's when Rex didn't dare take another step closer. Rex could hear the shaky breaths Noah was forcing from the sudden movement and Rex became more alert when he spotted blood seeping through his shirt on his right side.

"Noah, calm down; I'm not going to hurt you," Holiday said when she recovered from having her hand violently attacked. Noah didn't know how this woman knew his name, but he really didn't want to be around these two people anymore. Every wound he sustained was burning and searing in horrible pain, but Noah forced himself to stand his ground. If he didn't know someone, or the person acted as if they were going to hurt him; he would defend himself and that was that. Rex resumed his approach towards Noah before moving as fast as he could, grabbing the teen and restraining him. Noah reacted by throwing his elbow back, smacking Rex spot on the Solar Plexus.

"Six, we need help here," Holiday said into the communicator in her ear and earned an 'affirmative' from Six. "Noah, we're not trying to hurt you, work with us," Holiday tried to reassure Noah who broke free from Rex and dashed for the door. Rex and Holiday dashed after the runaway teen, bursting through the double doors that led into and out of the medical wing. Rex spotted Six turn left and he and Holiday followed. Noah pushed himself as hard as he could; becoming lightheaded before falling foreword and contacting with the floor harshly. Breathing rapidly and struggling to do so, Noah squeezed his eyes shut as the echoes of rushed footsteps became louder and louder.

Rex sat in his room, thinking on what had just occurred. He never knew someone could lose so much trust in others to fear every person they came across, no matter how kind they were. But the amount of fear in Noah's eyes had Rex shocked; Rex couldn't fathom how scared Noah was, Rex defiantly wouldn't want to experience that amount of fright. Rex didn't want to see the rest of the blonds wounds as well, he had enough on his arms; burns, cuts, bruises and he even saw a gash that looked like someone had manually ripped the flesh off, but not enough to completely rip it off. If Rex wanted to earn this kids trust, it would probably never happen, but with Rex's determination, he was going to try anyways.

Rex woke up to a soft knock on his door; getting up and opening the door, Rex was greeted by Holiday who looked pretty concerned.

"What's up?" Rex asked, leaning against the doorframe tiredly.

"Just so you know ahead of time, Noah is half blind," Holiday announced and Rex gave her a confused look.

"What do you mean by that?" Rex asked, tilting his head slightly.

"He has a faded eyesight, so what you can see, he can only see half of what you would be able to see and his eyes can't absorb light very much anymore, so it's like he's in a dim room," Holiday explained.

"So you're warning me to never have him in a dark room?" Rex asked, blinking a few times.

"Uh, sure, just be warned that he'll probably walk into things every now and then," Holiday answered, tapping her finger on her clipboard.

"Can't we do anything about it?" Rex asked.

"Yes we can, but he most likely won't let us and I'm not going to force him. I believe that he lost his eyesight from having his mother or father placing a lighter right up to his eye and lighting it, so his eye is permanently burned unless we do something about it," Holiday explained and earned a nod from Rex.

"Aw, this kinda sucks," Rex groaned as he walked back into his room and flopped onto the small love seat in his room; probably the only couch in the Providence tower. Holiday perked to attention when Six came up on the communicator in her ear.

"He's on the run again," Holiday announced to Rex who got up and ran out with Holiday not too far behind.

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First chapter done; don't worry, I'll keep up with 'In the other's shoes' along with this one. So, if you're going to review, please, please, PLEASE be nice, my self esteem is low enough and my soul is fragile; it says so on the box. Peace out my friends!