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Chapter 2

"Looks like those bios are back up now? Huh?" Seven smiled riding her motorcycle again next to the Hispanic on his Rex Ride.

"Totally! May I introduce you to a friend of mine today?" Rex smiled at the thought of his best friend.

"I've got time." Seven followed Rex on her motorcycle.

"Great, but try to be uh, not so um-" Rex tried to find the right word.

Seven smashed into the side of Rex's ride.

"Aggro." Rex grinned. WHAM! Seven's fist connected with the boy's chin. Instantly shutting up his smart mouth.

"One more word and I'll (insert favorite threat in here)!" Seven hissed.

Noah stood dribbling a basketball between his hands at some local basketball quarts. The blonde was sad to be back in school, beach, girls, and fun, was history. Luckily it was a weekend. Rex had agreed to meet him there, and he said he was bringing someone new. The teen moved the ball between his legs in a fancy trick, he had learned recently, and tossed it into the basket, easily scoring a point. The blonde was aiming for another basket when her head a familiar revv of an engine behind him. "I was wondering when you'd get here dude. Where've you been?" Noah turned around to see his EVO friend staring behind him.

"Providence. You?"

"Here." Noah grinned and bounced the basketball once on the ground before spotting a petite figure behind Rex. It was an adolescent, with long black locks that trailed down to her back in a high ponytail, glittering blue eyes that looked sky blue, only enhanced with little flecks of glowing neon blue inside them. The girl's lips were the color of freshly drawn blood, and her skin was faint and gentle, with a few reckless freckles scattered across her cheeks and nose. "And Rex, please introduce me to your acquaintance standing behind you." Noah tilted his head to get a better look at the female.

Rex turned around and Noah got a better look at her, she was wearing a white undershirt, a thick hooded jacket, faded jeans, and black knee high combat boots. "The name's Seven, and you are?" Seven held out her arm to shake hands.

"I'm Noah. Seven huh? As in seventh most deadly?" Noah gulped discreetly staring at her stoic face.

Seven slightly nodded, "That's me."

"Do you have a real name or, are you another Six?" Noah smiled, also put into a trance by Seven.

"No. I go by Seven. Somewhat like Six, after all he is my brother." Seven smirked. "Metaphorically speaking, he's not my real blood brother, doesn't mean he acts like it. What about you, Mr.-?"

"Nixon."

"Noah Nixon. Like President Nixon. Cool, so you two are 'quote on quote' best friends?" Seven stepped back from Noah and nodded towards Rex.

"Pretty much, yeah." Rex bumped fists with Noah, grinning.

"Are we gonna play ball or what?" Noah spun basketball on his finger.

"Yes! I'm felling lucky today dude, best 20 out of 30?"

"If you'll even make it to 20." Noah teased Rex.

Rex glared at Noah, "How 'bout two against one? Seven your on my team."

"HEY! No fair!" Noah dropped the ball.

"I've never played." Seven crossed her arms.

"No way, you've run with the bulls, played tag with the Japanese mafia, escaped a Tajikistan torture facility, kick my ass in training every day, beat Bobo at Poker, hold Six in an arm lock for over thirty seconds, escape handcuffs blindfolded, know how to kill a man in over a thousand different ways, know every war in alphabetical order, dismantle an Atomic bomb, have a photographic memory, outsmart Cezar, escape a mental psycho murdering EVO, and have the guts to take on all of Providence's forces, but you haven't ever played basketball!" Rex yelled.

"Ain't nobody got time foh dat." Seven said in a funky southern accent.

"Come on. It's simple." Noah motioned for Seven to walk over. "Kay, you hold the ball between your hands, like this, and place your feet diagonal with your shoulders." Noah demonstrated with his own ball and handed one to Seven, "Next, you focus on the hoop, you aim for the white line on the backboard or directly above the net, and toss using your bottom hand to push off." Noah threw the ball throughout the basket with ease. "Your turn."

Seven repeated Noah's instructions and launched the ball into the air and it fell perfectly into the hoop, Seven nodded in approval with a raised eyebrow.

"Chh. Beginner's luck, shoot again." Rex sneered and tossed the ball back at Seven.

"Fine, want me to make this fair." Seven moved back behind the 3-point line, and shot. The ball bounced off the backboard and fell into the hoop. Both boys stood in awe at the beginner.

"Let's see what you got hotshot." The mercenary used her pet name for Rex.

"That's so not fair, You've had thirteen years of extensive training."

"And you have two massive mechanical fists that come out of you hands at will, tough guy." Seven crossed her arms and Noah "Ohhhhh"ed behind her.

"Alright smurfette." Rex teased the girl about her height, seeing her fist instantly clench. And shot poorly, the ball bounced straight off the backboard and Seven caught the ball, letting it roll down her arm, across her shoulders and onto the end of her other fingertip, spinning it cheerily. "Dude, you've got no hand eye coordination." Seven grinned showing off dimples and Noah snickered.

"Let us remember it was I who is awesome." Rex cockily bowed. "Please hold your applause."

Seven opened her mouth to fire back but shook her head, "You have no idea."

"Kay, I'm going to go off on a limb here, you were formerly an assassin correct?" Noah held up his arms.

Seven curtly nodded.

"Alright, still up for shooting hoops?"

"Great idea, but you'll have to finish your training first." A strong stoic voice said.

"Nice timing." Seven turned around.

"Playtime's up Junior, you have work to do." Six appeared from the shadows behind a building.

"He calls you Junior?" Noah said dumbfounded.

"No comment." Seven spoke to Noah then turned to Six, "How's you find me?" Seven crossed her arms.

"Cezar."

"Damn." Seven huffed before walking over to Six. "Got to go you guys. Nice meeting you Noah, see you back at HQ Rex." Seven followed Six back to the jump jet.

Soon as the two siblings had left, Noah decided to ask Rex a few questions, "She's prettier than what told me she was."

"How so?"

"Uh everything, she's just so, so, so-"

"Mesmerizing?" Rex improvised.

"Yeah, that's it, how is it possible for someone to be that good looking? You like her more than you told me, don't you?"

"Oh yeah. A whooooooole lot more. Six is so damn protective of her, it's scary, their a freakin ninja family. A NINJA family."

"I can see why your obsessed." Noah rolled his eyes.

"Tell me about it. Too bad Bobo called dibs." Rex scoffed.

"Awh, dammit."

"That girl is like a quadruple threat."

"You sound horrible." Noah patted his friend's shoulder.

"Lovesick, right."

"How close are you two?"

"She's technically my partner, along with Six, but we hang out during lock down, race like a lot, do boatloads of training, I've asked her to train me up to her degree f.y.i., we walk around the petting zoo and stuff, she hangs out with Cezar half the time though. We're like friends without benefits."

"Dude, what happened?"

"Providence happened, for years she's lived by herself in the rainforest in Kauai, Six and I were visiting and Providence attacked us there, nearly killing us all, and if it wasn't for her intelligence, we would all be screwed, it's a long story."

"I've got time, I want the full story, besides we can hang out later."

"Well then, I've got a lot to fill you in on."

Chapter 3 is in progress, I hope I finish it soon, because this story is going to be shorter than I hoped. Well, peace out my friends, don't forget to review! THX!