In life, you follow what you believe. You learn to know what you believe. You fight for what you believe. But when everything you believed has changed, that's when things run wild. A Secret too well kept, and the two keys to unlocking it. But with no memories, they must walk blindly.
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New Providence. Because curing Evos by any other name seemed wrong. Granted, it wasn't the original Providence so to speak, but it did have four of the most well-known workers of Providence. Rex looked out on the roof of New Providence. The sun was rising to a new day. Another day to try and change the world. Maybe even the day his brother would see what he was doing was wrong. One could only hope.
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"What are you doing!" strained the voice of a child. Caesar looked back. He was doing his job. Collecting Evos so they wouldn't hurt anyone. Here there were three. And a kid was chasing them as best as he could.
"Let them go!" he yelled. He was probably fourteen or fifteen. Darker than light skin, and had a white forelock. A rare genetic variation in people that could be linked to albinism.
"Continue moving forward. We need to get these Evos back to Providence."
"Let my siblings go!" he cried tripping. He fell onto the ground ripping the shoulder of his shirt.
"Fisk! Komodo! Zon!"
Caesar looked back at the Evos. One that looked like a dinosaur, another which looked like a komodo dragon, and the last one was truly fascinating. It was tall, long, lanky, and furry. It seemed to have developed its own language. It was very much like a gorilla with its hands and feet. But its face was very cat-like and it had bright orange eyes. They were not like Evos he had seen. They were not terribly aggressive. But they did not like their cages. They also seemed to do fairly well with people. But the gorilla creature seemed very protective of the other two.
"No."
Caesar looked at it closer.
"What did you say?"
"No. Esabawa nyah haba," it rambled. It understood him. But Caesar didn't understand it.
"Fascinating."
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Zak got up from the ground and began following the tracks left by the machines that took his family. What was left of it anyway. Something happened after he was no longer Kur. Something had been apparently been going on for years. What, he didn't know. But after his time as Kur and the fear of Argost being gone, his parents were called for something important. He hadn't seen them since. And Doyle went missing about a month later. After a man who called himself Dos came to their home. He had tried to go with Doyle but he was forced to stay home after it was accounted as "too dangerous". But Doyle didn't stay in contact either. And since he didn't exactly get along with the other scientists, Zak was alone other than the occasional call from Francis who, as a grey man and Zak the son of two scientists, would check up on him (and one time came over for basketball). Now he was without his brothers and sister. He ran until his legs gave out. The sun was setting. He was at the edge of their families island to realize that the tracks either went into the sea, or up into the air.
He fell to his knees and began to cry. He was never one to cry. Never. The last time he did was at Van Rook's funeral. Another person who had left him. But it was so his mom wouldn't leave yet. Zak was willing to accept that.
"Do you hate me?" he whispered to the forest, "Am I some sort of sick joke? Why is all this happening?"
His one thought was that all-in-all, the universe hated him. He would've stayed there longer. If he hadn't heard footsteps. A chill went down his spine. The claw was back at the house. If this was anything like the time Piecemeal got onto the island he'd be in trouble. He stood up quickly. He looked around. He didn't see anyone. That's what made it dangerous. He stealthily began walking. He would've done it at a run but he was tired after chasing his missing siblings. And he was lucky he could walk stealthily.
He didn't get far when he tripped on a root. Falling forward he instinctively reached out in front of his body. He grabbed something and stopped falling. Cloth. 'Oh no.'
Zak looked up to see the back of a man. Who… was wearing a green suit? Zak let go and jumped back. He wasn't alone either.
"Hey, calm down kid," said another person. He was obviously younger. He had tan skin, black hair, brown eyes and goggles on his head. He wore a black and white shirt with an orange jacket.
"Don't tell me to calm down!" Zak yelled. Well why would he? The universe was being kind of a bitch to him. The man and the green suit turned to face Zak. Well sort of. He was wearing sunglasses so it was kind of hard to really tell.
"Calm down," he ordered. Zak would've been intimidated if not for the fact that he had been raised by his family. They weren't the type to run and hide. Or even obey orders. His parents had lost track of how many times that they disobeyed an order. Or when Doyle did. But Doyle was worse.
"You aren't my dad."
The green man cocked an eyebrow.
"No I'm not."
"Then don't tell me what to do."
The teen in the orange jacket smiled.
"Look, we're just trying to help."
"Like the last person who was here? Look I have no one left for anyone to take. My mom, dad, uncle, brothers and sister have all been taken. If you're here to help like the last person did than no thank you."
"Last person?"
"He took my brothers and sister. And he looks too much like you for coincidence."
My Generator Rex/Secret Saturdays crossover. Tell me what you think.
