I own nothing except OC Ayla. This is what happens when you get a new fan obsession and feel like writing. First published fic just for fun. This story may or may not have an ending by the time I'm done.

Until then, Enjoy.

Had he known that it wasn't going to be another dull day, Rex probably would have woken up in a more enthusiastic mood that morning. Not to say he was in a poor one to begin with, but knowing he had the usual morning meeting to look forward didn't really put a skip in his step.

The always annoying sound from his alarm clock told him to get out of bed, but Rex thought otherwise. Face still buried in his pillow, he reached out with his hand to let his nanites tell the alarm to shut up for once as he rolled over on to his side to sleep. Unfortunately, he wouldn't get that chance as a loud banging came from outside his room door just a few minutes later.

"Do not ignore that alarm, Rex. Get up." It was Six. Only Six would enjoy starting his day off by dragging Rex out of bed to start another day at Providence.

"What makes you think I'm still in bed?" Rex called out from under his covers.

"Because you do this five times a week. It's getting old, kid. Up. Now."

Sighing, Rex did as he was told and scraped his covers away. Looking over, he saw a still snoring Bobo in his hammock. Lucky monkey, thought Rex.

Thankfully for Rex, his day got increasingly better when he and Six were called away to cure an EVO lose in a small city nearby.

"Man, never been so happy there's an EVO attack. I'll have to thank it for saving me from that meeting," said Rex from his seat in the Keep's transport. Six just looked back at him and after knowing Six all these years, Rex could detect a tinge of annoyance in his look. "What? I was paying attention to Calan, but that doesn't make it any more unbearable." He defended himself, knowing what the agent was thinking.

Not more than ten minutes later and the two men were on the scene of the EVO attack. "Why is it these guys always gravitate toward heavily populated areas?" asked Rex, looking to where the EVO had just smashed a large hole into an office building. People were running wildly away from the monster, trying not to trip over each other in the process.

"Just take it down," Six commanded. Rex didn't need any more convincing, as he activated his nanites to form the large metal fists around his arms and began to charge the creature. He was about to land a blow to the EVO when the monster stumbled backwards into another building across the street, blowing dust and rubble around.

"Ooookay. I didn't even do anything yet, but I guess I won't complain," Rex said. Yet as the dust cleared more, Rex noticed the young woman facing the rampaging EVO. She should be running if she knows what this thing could do to her, thought Rex. "Hey!" He called out to her, "Move it before that thing decides to get real on you!" She didn't respond, let alone even look at him; she was too focused on the task at hand.

"Rex!" Six called out to him, "Get her out of there, now! She'll get herself killed." He didn't need to be told twice, he knew civilian safety was their top priority. Before he could engage the monster any further, he had to get the young woman out of the way. He wasn't fifteen feet from the girl when the monster got back up and charged the two teenagers.

But this time, Rex wasn't the one to strike a blow to the EVO. The girl swung out her arm in front of her body, unleashing an arc of energy, making the air ripple before it. The energy slammed into the beast, forcing it back again. She continued making these blows by throwing out her arms, or thrusting forward the palm of her hand. After staring awkwardly for a moment as he watched the girl, he got his head back into the game and teamed up with her, slamming down on the beast as well. After several minutes of landing each others' blows, the two finally got the EVO on the ground, knocked out. At this point, Rex moved in to cure the being as the young woman caught her breath and watched the EVO slowly return to the form of a brown-haired middle-aged man.

After curing the man, Rex turned to thank the young woman, "So. You come here... often?" He looked around, and found her walking away down the street, clutching her side. "Hey, wait up!" He dashed out after her, Agent Six following behind. Catching up to her, Rex finally got a chance to look at her more closely. She couldn't have been much older than him, her dirty blond hair falling out of its' already lose bun. "Hey, hold up," asked Rex. The woman kept walking.

"Sorry. Not in the mood to chat," she responded with a sad smile. But she had to do a double take, stopping to actually look at Rex. Squinting her eyes slightly, she said to him, "You don't look like an EVO..."

"Ummm... Thanks?" He said, leaning back as she pulled in for a closer look. "How'd you know I'm an EVO?" Knowing how stupid it sounded, he smacked himself in the head lightly while saying, "Ugh, duh. Giant mechanical fists aren't normal. Sometimes I have to keep reminding myself of that."

"Well clearly, but that's not how I knew-" she stopped herself before she could say anything else incriminating. "Sorry. I really do need to go," She replied and started on her way again away from the wreckage of the fight.

This time, it was Six's turn to join the conversation as he approached, "Miss, stop. You need to explain what you just did back there."

She kept walking, saying, "It was nothing." This wasn't enough for Six. He came up and grasped her upper arm firmly, stopping her completely.

"That does not answer my question. You're an EVO, aren't you?"

"That a question or a statement, sir?" She responded. "Could you please let go? That arm is a bit sore." The agent simply loosened his grip, but did not let go of the young woman.

"How were you able to do what you did back there?" He asked again.

The woman replied, "Think of it as a pulse of energy. Although I haven't tried messing with it too much, I suppose I can create these pulses from my hands. If I swing my arm around, it will usually create an arc shape. Push my hand forwards, and it creates a straight shot. Now, please let go and tell me who you two might be."

Agent Six, happy with her answer (to an extent) released her arm, stating simply, "We're Providence agents. I am Agent Six, this is Rex."

"'Agents'?" She asked, looking to Rex, "This kid can't be older than seventeen! How could he be an agent?"

"Fifteen, actually," corrected Six, much to Rex's annoyance. He wouldn't mind one bit if the young woman thought he was older than he really was, "and yes, he's an agent of Providence. You said a moment ago that you knew Rex was an EVO before he showed his abilities. How is that so?"

"Look, I'm not here to play 'twenty questions', alright? You guys were taking your sweet time getting here, so I had to step in and start wailing on the monster before he caused any more damage. So thanks for the assist, but I need to get home." With that, she turned and began walking away once more. Six wasn't about to let her go just yet as he grabbed her arm again. Startled and annoyed, turned back to the two men. "What is your problem?" She asked, "I need to get home, and you need to let go before I make you let go."

Six could only let his frown deepen in frustration; he knew this one was going to be difficult. "We need answers," he said, "and you still have some to give to me."

"Pretty sure I don't, Agent Six. And you'll have to forgive me for this," with that said, she placed the palm of her other out in front of the agent, and let out a small pulse. This made the man release her while pushing him away a few feet. Turning to a slightly stunned Rex, she said, "I really hope that doesn't count as assaulting an officer of the law," and with that she started to run in the opposite direction.

"Go," was all Six said to Rex as the woman sped off.

"Oh, come on, Six. She doesn't want any pa-" Rex protested.

"That's an order."

Rex could only sigh, and began to chase after her again down the street, "Please, just wait up. I promise I'm not as much of a jerk as Six," he said after he had caught up, running along side her.

Still annoyed with the two men, she pulled Rex by his jacket into another alley, shoving him up against the wall of a building. "What?" She snapped at him, "I give you Providence guys a helping hand, and now you want to interrogate me. Enough. Leave me be." She let him go and once again Rex was left watching her back.

"Can I at least know your name?" He pleaded.

Still walking, she turned back to face him, "Ayla," was all she said.

Six caught up to Rex just as he was exiting the alley after his "chat" with Ayla. "Well? Where is she?" He asked, his frown deepening more if it were possible.

Huffing and puffing, Rex gripped his side, "She is freakin' fast, Six," Rex was, of course, covering for the woman as she made her little escape. He wasn't about to force her to answer Six's questions, and something told him he'd run into her again. "Don't look so down – I got a name: Ayla."

"That's it?" asked the Agent.

"What? You really think she would have given me her full name? Maybe if I asked really nicely I could have gotten it. Or maybe her number; I'd be happy with that," the teen smirked.

The agent, disappointed, glanced down the alley where this "Ayla" had been and wondered what her story was. "Come on. Let's head back to base."

Except this time, the agent wasn't the only one wondering about Ayla's strange abilities that day.

Next Time: Our players make their first moves across the board and a few pawns become caught up in the crossfire.