Anywhere But Home (Updated Version)
Summary: After a chaotic event, Rex ends up suffering with amnesia. The only thing he knows is his name and a strange government organization, called Providence, who is after him. But Providence isn't the only organization who is after him…
Author's Note: Wow…I haven't been on FanFiction in a long time. My friends were mentioning FanFiction to me a few days ago and it sparked an idea that I should come back and finish/update one of my older stories. I created a new account (DragonRider17), so I'm no longer Windragon195 on this website anymore. I'll keep the account active, so that people can view older stories, but all my new stories will be under my new username.
Anyway, I am still a fan of Generator Rex and I decided to come back and rewrite my story Anywhere But Home. Sorry that I never update it, so as an apology, here is an updated version of my story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Generator Rex or any of the characters. (Except any OC characters that are mentioned in the story)
Anywhere But Home (Updated Version)
By: DragonRider17
Chapter 1
New York City
My life feels like an empty case. Once filled with memories of happiness and pain that was suddenly taken from me as if that one thing that held me together…memories. The only word the flows through my skull is my name: Rex, a name that sounds fluent in my tongue and can escape my breath without sounding foreign.
I currently wonder the streets of New York City alone: listening to the news on nearby TV that are displayed on the windows of small shops, stealing food that lies on the tables of small coffee cafes, pickpocketing tourist, and surviving in the alley ways…constantly watching out for gangs and thugs.
I know this might sound crazy, but I think I blessed with this gift I have with machines. I am able to control these devices, lined up in the streets, with the simple touch of my figure. Some of the gangs in the street call me a freak, mentioning that I am a creature known as an EVO. I've heard about this word all the time on news. I've seen the destructive monsters harassing and killing innocent people…I hope I'm not one of those beasts. Sure I do a few crimes here and there to survive, but I would never want to hurt anyone.
10:43 PM
I watched the moon shine brightly over the city as I began I walk through the cool, shadowy alley ways. I lift my head from the ground and notice an ATM resting against a side of a building. I began to dig my figures into my deep pockets to see how much cash and noticed that I had nothing. A petite smile grew across my face and I quietly began to sneak towards the ATM. When I arrived to the machine, I twisted my head right and left to see if anyone was near. When the cost was cleared, I placed my hands gently on the machines and let the nanites to the rest. Before I knew it, cash was flying out of the machine. I rushed in and took as much as I could grab and made a bolt down a nearby alley way.
As I continued my way through the streets, I snuck down into the subway and purchased a ticket to get as far away from the ATM as I could. I lifted up my hood, hoping that I wouldn't be noticed by anyone, and sat down on a nearby bench. I watched the clock tick slowly as I waited for the train to arrive. My eyes started to feel heavy as I sat there on the bench, but right on time, the subway showed up. I sat up from the bench and walked carefully towards the train. I flashed my ticket and collapsed on a nearby bench that lay below me.
As the subway began to slow down to a nearby station, I looked out the window and noticed a couple soldiers in biohazard suits waiting by the stairs. I gulped. I recognized that they were Providence soldiers from TV and remembered that they were the ones that hunted EVOs. My heart began to pound faster in my chest and I began to panic. I got off the subway with my jacket covering my face, but once I made it to the stairs I heard one of them beginning to walk towards me.
He soon grabbed my filthy jacket; I panicked and swung a punch at the soldier's left cheek. The soldier collapsed on the ground with blood smeared across his face. I was able to make a break for it, but he ended up getting the majority of my money and my only jacket in the end.
"There he is!" A soldier yelled.
I took off running towards the exit. Sweat began rolling down my face from the sear thought of being caught. The only thing that was really going through my head was…run.
As I reached the top of the stairs and finally seeing street light shining across my sweat covered face, more soldiers were waiting for me. My limbs became frozen and I was like a deer in the headlights with all the men pointing their tranquilizer guns at me.
I soon made another break for it by running down the sidewalk as fast as I could, shoving people out of my way. The soldiers weren't far behind due to the fact they had personal carriers and also had incredible speed. I then took off across the street and began jumping on top of cars that we're all waiting to get through traffic.
I continuing running and took off down an alley and ended up coming across a dead end. I turned around seeing the men in biohazard suits right behind me pointing their guns at me. I was caught and lost in the game of cat and mouse, all because of the dead-end. They then began to fire and the only thing I could do was cover myself with my own arms. I turned my head and listened to the guns becoming quiet and looked up to see two large mechanical fists that had formed from my hands.
I know I should be happy that a miracle like this happened, but I was, at the same time, shocked from what had happened. The large metal hands looked like they weighed a ton, but they felt as light as a feather. I stood there in shock, not knowing what to do; my mind was very twisted and confused at the event that occurred before me. The soldiers walked slowly towards me as if I was a very dangerous threat and continued to point their tranquilizers at me.
It took a second to calm my heart rate down. As soon as I released the stress from my shoulders, I lifted my arms up in a battle stance. My body felt like it had a mind of its own. It acted as if it recognized the feel of battle and the adrenalin that rushed through my veins. I looked at the soldiers mask and clenched my heavy, biomechanical hands. I wasn't going to be captured that easily. I knew that I had to defend myself and escape from this city.
The soldiers ignored their fears and began firing at me, but their ability to hit me was a complete failure. My large, metal hands protected my soft, fleshy body that lied underneath the cocoon of protection. I soon lifted my hands and smashed my way through their line of defense.
I quickly turned the corner and raced down streets, turning left and right, trying to escape their clenches. My hands soon turned back to normal and I was able to run through the streets and away from the soldiers. The heavy traffic ended up helping me out after all. Providence's tanks were unable to move through the crowded streets, but their aircraft weren't far behind. I knew there was no way that I could out run them. I ran down some run down, abandoned areas of the city and found an old rundown warehouse. I raced inside and hid within the building walls.
I lied behind some machines that were covered in dust and filth. I lied there trying to catch my breath from all the running I've been doing and tried relaxing, so that I could figure a way out of the situation. I began looking around, looking for an exit just in case I needed to make a break for it.
As I lied there on the rotten flooring, I started to hear footsteps walking around, creeping towards where I was hiding. I covered my mouth, hoping that they wouldn't hear my heavy breathing from all the running.
As the footsteps began to come closer, my anxiety caused my body to jump through the air and try to escape, but when I took a glance behind, I noticed that the person wasn't wearing a biohazard suit, but average clothing. Though by his appearance, he wasn't human. His skin was scaly and had a navy blue color to it. He also had three claw-like figures that extended from his large arms, and had spikes running all down his back.
"What are you doing here?" He asked angrily, "You shouldn't be here."
"I'm sorry if I'm bugging you…I just need a place to hide for a few seconds."
"Hiding? Hiding from what? The cops?" He began asking more questions.
"No...Providence."
He started to chuckle, "What did you do? You don't look like an evo. Did you do something wrong?"
"Well, people have told me I'm an evo."
"A normal human that is an evo? I don't believe it."
I walked over to an old, run down machine that was left in the warehouse for years. I placed my hands on the rusted piece of metal and before I knew it, the machine turned on. Lights began flashing and the sound of the motor moving with life.
"Ok…you caught my attention," The sound of the personal carriers could be heard; racing down the street and the sound of footsteps could be heard stomping on sidewalk, "Follow me."
I walked behind the scaly evo as he led me toward some hidden passage ways in the back of the building. We walked outside into the moonlight and noticed a small parking lot full of cars that was only a few feet away from us.
"There you go. Now get going, before you get me in trouble."
"You're not coming?"
Providence aircraft suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Lights were shined on us in all directions and soldiers climbed in from the cracks of the abandoned warehouse.
"Still want to stay here?" I asked.
"No…I think I need a vacation anyway."
The both of us bolted and tried to lose them through the alley ways, but the men in black and white suits, were not far behind.
"We need to lose them!" I said in a panic.
The evo spun around and lifted his arms in the air. His hands began spewing fire from the palms of his hand and in a matter of seconds; the street was engulfed in flames. The scaly evo had a smirk grow across his face as he spun back around and caught up with me.
"That should distract them."
"Should?" I said, chuckling.
After running for a mile, we came across another small parking lot and snuck in without anyone noticing. We began crouching and wandering from car to car, trying to find a get a way car. The two of us approached a car that seemed to catch both of our attentions, a 2008 black Camaro sitting calmly in between the two white lines on the pavement.
"You thinking what I'm thinking?"
I smiled and placed my hands on the cool black metal of the car. The vehicle unlocked itself and we were able to sneak inside. I continued to use my nanites and was able to start the car. I really wanted to drive, but of course, my new friend had to sit behind the wheel.
"I'm Rex by the way." I blurted out.
"Oh, we didn't introduce each other properly did we? I'm Ray."
"So…Ray…when do I get to drive?"
Ray began to laugh and we were able to disappear into the night.
So, what did you think? I'm not the greatest of writers, but I hope you enjoyed chapter one. Stay tune for the second chapter!
~ DragonRider17