Well, this isn't my first fanfic, but it's the first Generator Rex story I've done. Sorry the prologue's kind of short, the rest of the chapters will be longer. Please read and review!


Prologue

"Easy does it . . . Steady, now. Steady . . ."

With encouragement and words of warning from his mentor, the young scientist tried his best to steady the trembling hand that held the volatile solution vital to the success of the experiment. Under his mentor's guiding hand, the young scientist was attempting an experiment of his own for the very first time. With nothing but sheer knowledge and years of research on his side, he ventured to do what no one else dared to.

Resting on the perch behind the two was a majestic hawk, preening its caramel-colored wings. Its alert, keen eyes darted around the room, but the bird was calm and unafraid. It was a beautiful creature, with shimmering, light brown feathers that had specks of a sandy tan color on them. This fine specimen was the one to be tested on in this experiment.

The rookie scientist—called so by many others considering his lack of experience—stirred the dangerous mixture, the many flammable and potentially explosive ingredients swirling together. Under the judgment of the novice scientist's advanced intellect, he deemed the solution perfect. He then primed the machine that would convert the solution into rays of highly concentrated radiation.

This scientist was endeavoring for something most claimed to be impossible—gain full control over the elusive and unpredictable nanites. How did he go about this? His theory was that combining the microscopic machines with human DNA would make them easier to control. The solution he just created—after 15 years of research—was an amalgamation of pure, non-infected human DNA and a secret control agent that only he knew about. He was getting ready to infuse this mixture with the nanites residing within the hawk, his first test subject, with the machine he devised for this specific purpose.

It was difficult for him to get his hands on DNA that hadn't been affected by the Nanite Event, DNA that had no nanites in it, but he eventually did. With it finally completed, he could at last test it. He beckoned the hawk to come, and it hopped from its perch onto his arm obediently. Domesticated and desensitized to humans, the hawk was entirely harmless. The man coaxed the hawk into the machine, an easy task. The tricky part came when the hawk wouldn't stay in the machine. The hawk's sharp instincts detected danger, and so it did all it could to avoid the danger it sensed.

The scientist acted quickly, forcing the bird of prey into the machine and shutting the door before it could escape. The hawk screeched and clawed at the door with its talons, trapped within the danger area and desperate to get out. The young scientist pressed the button to initiate the experiment, oblivious to the hawk's distress.

White light flooded the machine chamber, blinding the bird and in turn adding to its terror. It thrashed blindly against the walls of the chamber, slamming into them with a thud, wild and fraught with panic. It cried out in pain as the beams of light shredded into its skin with a pain like it had never felt before, burning as if the sun itself were blazing inside the tortured creature. The intense light singed away the color in the bird's feathers, rendering them pure white. And then, obscured in the startlingly bright light, the hawk underwent an even greater change.

The scientist shut off the machine, and slowly, hesitantly opened the hatch. The light fading away, he and his mentor could clearly see what had become of their test subject. They realized what they'd done with a stunned gasp.

"My God . . . I've done it," the young scientist breathed, amazed. "This is it! It's a breakthrough!"

"Would you look at that?" the elder scientist said softly, still not sure of what he was seeing.

The two scientists rejoiced, but the test subject wasn't so happy. It was quite distraught—its eyes had gained a feral, frightened sheen, and it was trembling with fear. Before either of the men could make a move, the test subject went wild with terror, lashing out and attacking whatever it could. It ended up destroying the machine and the vials that had contained the untainted human DNA. Now the experiment would likely never be repeated. It then fled, tearing a hole in the roof with its now superhuman powers and flying through it.

But soon after it had made its escape, it ran into trouble. And here, trouble was defined as a jumbo jet plane headed straight for it. It had no chance to veer away from the plane, so collision was imminent. The jet struck her, and she plummeted to the earth, landing in some rubble created by an earlier disaster. Thanks to the unnatural stamina and strength it had gained, it did not die. Instead, it lay asleep, waiting for someone to find it . . .


You'll find out what this has to do with Rex later... Meanwhile, please don't forget to review!