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Episode 2

Rex was on his stomach on a hill overlooking the airstrip. He adjusted his goggles so he could see it better. "Looks well guarded." He observed.

"That's where looks can be deceiving." Gatlocke smirked as he looked up from his binoculars. He pointed at the tower. "The guy on duty is reading a magazine. The guards patrolling the perimeter travel together so the back is left unguarded for at least five minutes. There are no cameras. The man at the gate is watching a movie. Amateurs."

Rex looked at him, "You got all that in 10 minutes?"

"Of course. I'm a professional." He said proudly.

"A professional crook." Rex muttered.

"You wound me Rex. You know what your problem is?" Gatlocke asked haughtily.

"The fact that I'm here with you." Rex deadpanned.

"Ha, ha, always with the jokes. No your problem is that you don't see the big picture… What's in it for me?" Gatlocke pointed to himself.

"I'd rather help others." Rex stated firmly.

"Your notions while noble will get you killed. At least if I die, it will be for me. That and I'm taking the lot with me." Gatlocke resumed looking through his binoculars.

Rex shook his head. "I'm not arguing with crazy. Let's just go in there, get the information and vamos."

"Is that Spanish? Oh, I always wanted to learn Spanish. Say something else." Gatlocke said eagerly.

"Buy some tapes. Now let's go." Rex snapped pulling Gatlocke up by the scruff of his shirt.

0o0

Gatlocke walked to the front gate humming a tune. The guard glanced up for a second and then went back to his show. When he realized there was a man heading his way, his head shot up and he fumbled for his firearm. Gatlocke grinned and changed his arm into an energy gun. The guard jumped out of the way just as a flash of red blew up the guardhouse. Humming still, he sauntered onto the airstrip. Several men rushed out with their guns blazing. Gatlocke formed both arms into guns and fired off shots at them while smiling and humming.

Meanwhile, Rex snuck into the control tower. There was no one there. No doubt all hands went to stop Gatlocke. He put his hand on the computer. Blue lines spread throughout the whole unit. The computer hummed to life. On the screen a stream of data flashed before Rex's eyes. His eyes moved rapidly reading it. He frowned. The information he needed wasn't there but there was some other interesting bits of data that Holiday may find interesting. He pulled out a data rod. He placed the data rod into the computer and downloaded the information. As he was finishing up, he heard an explosion from outside. Gatlocke was finally doing something useful. He was about to leave when he saw from a distance a plane approaching. Rex stood rooted to the spot. It must be another delivery. They had to stop it! Rex placed the data rod in the safe pouch around his neck and ran outside. When he stepped outside, it looked like a war zone. Vehicles were overturned and smoke poured out from them. Unconscious bodies littered the field. Gatlocke was laughing as he randomly fired his energy cannon.

"Hey! You can stop now. We got what we need." Rex yelled.

"Oh, the fun just started." Gatlocke had just spotted the plane. The small plane noticed the smoke and had started to turn around. "Oh no you don't!" Gatlocke fired and hit its tail. The plane started going down.

"What are you doing?" Rex cried in horror. The plane was going to crash. He formed his boogie pack and flew to the plummeting plane. Forming his smack hands he grabbed the wings and pulled up. Even if they were drug dealers he couldn't let them die. Using every ounce of power he had, he pulled until they were flying straight. He then slowly descended to the runway. Once he felt the wheels touch the ground he withdrew his boogie pack. He flipped himself over to the front of the plane. He formed his punk busters and using his smack hands he pushed against the nose of the plane to stop it. He felt his punk busters burn as it made contact with the runway. Sparks, concrete, and dirt flew around him. He closed his eyes and pushed with all his might to stop the plane. The plane finally slowed and stopped. When he opened his eyes he was knee deep in dirt. His punk busters had dug into the ground. Using his smack hands he pushed himself up out of the trench. His builds fell apart. He weakly stood up, putting his hand on the plane to steady himself. He glared at Gatlocke who was using his blades to slice open the small plane's door. He pulled out two black cases.

"And what do you think you're doing?" Rex asked through gritted teeth.

"Just taking advantage of a business opportunity." Gatlocke stated as he opened the cases. "Ah yes, these will fetch a handsome reward and or ransom."

"Put them down." Rex growled.

"Why? Who's going to make me? You? You can barely stand." Gatlocke sneered.

"This was a set up. You knew the plane was coming with more drugs. You didn't care about getting the information." Rex accused him.

"You Providence people are so naïve. Did you think that I would just play nice and not expect anything in return?"

"The attack on the transport was planned. They were there to tell you about the next drug shipment."

"You're so smart, Rex. Too bad you won't live to tell anyone." Gatlocke raised his energy cannon.

"You're right and wrong. I am smart but I'm not going anywhere." Rex smirked.

Gatlocke lowered his cannon a fraction and gave him a quizzical look.

A sonic blast knocked his cybernetic arm off. Gatlocke screamed in pain. He dropped the cases and clutched the spot where the cannon use to be. He looked angrily in the direction of the shot.

Circe stood with her arms crossed and a disdainful expression on her face.

"Nice shot." Rex grinned.

Gatlocke's anger melted and his eyes widened. "Who's this? Your girlfriend? You brought your girlfriend? She was following us the whole time? Oh that is so cute. If I knew it was a double date I would have brought someone along too. What's with the hair though? That's so last Tuesday."

Circe frowned. "Where's the mute button?"

"Oh she's sarcastic too! I love it." Gatlocke squealed.

"Seriously, how do I make him stop? Unless you enjoy listening to him jabber on." Circe asked Rex.

"You don't think I've tried? I just tune him out." Rex muttered.

"That was hurtful." Gatlocke pouted. "But I think this will make me feel better." He brought his other energy cannon and shot at Rex and Circe. Circe leapt out of the way and Rex made his block party which immediately shattered.

When Rex got back up he saw Gatlocke was running away with one of the bags. He jumped into a jeep and drove off.

Circe pushed herself off the floor. Rex ran over and helped her up.

"You okay?" He asked her.

"I'm fine. Man, he's even more annoying than you said." She brushed the dust off her clothes.

Rex formed his rex ride. "Get on. We gotta stop him."

"With pleasure." Circe growled as she climbed in back of the bike.

0o0

Jimmy's eyes darted around the park. He nervously tightened his grip on his schoolbag and made a run for the gate. All of a sudden he fell. He looked down and realized he had tripped over a skateboard.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" McKelly slowly walked over to Jimmy.

"H..h..hey, McKelly." Jimmy stuttered.

"W..w..what's the matter Jimmy-boy. Got lost on your way home?" McKelly asked in an exaggerated tone. The skaters surrounded Jimmy and laughed.

"I..I..I d..d..don't want any tr..tr..tr…trouble." Jimmy tried to get up and leave.

"Well, you've found trouble now." Shades shoved Jimmy back on the floor. "You're on our turf."

"P..p..please, I'm j…j…just g..going h…h…home." Jimmy's stutter was getting worse as he got more agitated.

"Sure you can go home, once you pay the fee for entering our territory." McKelly looked down his nose at him.

"I…I d…d…don't h…h…have any..any…anything." Jimmy tried to get up again.

McKelly picked him up by the front of his shirt. "Well, fellas I think we should run him up the flagpole. Whatcha think?"

The others laughed.

"Put him down!"

The boys whirled around.

McKelly scowled. "It's just the new girl. Get lost."

Kenwyn stepped into the clearing. "It wasn't a request. I said put him down."

"Or what?" Dunky sneered.

Kenwyn didn't answer. In a flash Kenwyn spun kicked and punched through the group.

A minute later the skaters were on the floor groaning. Kenwyn picked up Jimmy.

"You all right?" She asked the boy.

"Y..y..yeah, thanks." He muttered not looking at her.

"Gotta be more careful. Don't want to accidently step on trash." Kenwyn lightly kicked one of them with her toe.

Jimmy just nodded and ran off. Kenwyn looked after him and sighed. Three months into this undercover operation and all she had been doing was keeping bullies in line. She stepped over the skaters and returned to her spot. She supposed there was no point. If the dealer was there he would have been scared off by her actions. But she couldn't let those skaters get away with another round of their childish games at the expense of the weaker kids. She gritted her teeth. She felt like going back and taking out her frustration on the skaters but knew that would be just as immature. Sighing she gathered her stuff and headed back to her temporary base…

…which happened to be at Noah's house. She walked through the front door.

"Noah, is that you?" Kenwyn heard Noah's mom call from the kitchen.

"No, ma'am. It's me." Kenwyn answered with a faint made-up accent.

"Oh Kenwyn, how are you? How was school?" Noah's mom walked out to greet the girl.

"It was fine." She replied. "Gotta go, I have a lot of homework."

"You know as an exchange student you should do more cultural things than just study. How about this weekend we take you to the county fair." Noah's mother smiled.

"Oh, well, that would be ah…" Kenwyn tried to think up an excuse.

"It's settled then." Noah's mom went back into the kitchen.

Kenwyn sighed. She'd have to talk to Noah later about this situation. Right now she had to contact Providence.

0o0

Jimmy ran but not to home. He came to an alley way.

"H…h…hello?" He stammered nervously.

"You got the money?" The voice made him jump.

"Y..y..yeah." He fidgeted.

"Well, let's see it." The voice snapped impatiently.

Startled Jimmy dug into his school bag. He pulled out a wad of cash and handed it to the figure.

Jimmy fidgeted again as the figure hidden in the shadows counted out the money.

"This is only half." The voice snarled.

"I..i..t's all I got. P..p..please I need it!" Jimmy begged.

"Look, I'm a nice guy. I'll give it you the half dose."

"No!"

"No, Jimmy? Maybe you don't want any."

"N…n..no, I'm sorry." He mumbled eyes downcast.

The figure rummaged through its pockets. "Catch." He threw a vial at Jimmy.

Jimmy caught it.

"Bring me the rest and you can have the rest." The figure melted back into the shadows.

With shaking hands Jimmy uncorked the vial and downed the contents. He panted for a few seconds but then his breathing became more even. His eyes opened and there was a faint white glow. Then it faded away. Jimmy picked up his school bag and exited the alleyway with a more confident stride.

The next morning at school Kenwyn saw Jimmy.

"Hey Jimmy. You okay."

"Yeah I'm fine." He said sharply.

Kenwyn paused. Jimmy seemed different. He had lost his stutter and the air of nervousness about him. "Are you sure you're okay?"

"I said I'm fine." He abruptly brushed her off.

Kenwyn didn't like this. She glanced over to Noah who also noticed the exchange. He nodded slightly and Kenwyn went after Jimmy.

Jimmy seemed to be on a mission. He went from classroom to classroom. Finally he got to the cafeteria. He looked around and spotted the skaters.

"McKelly!" He bellowed.

McKelly looked up unconcerned. "Look it's Jimmy-boy. W..w…what's wrong? Cat got your tongue?" He and the skaters all laughed.

Kenwyn was about to tell them off when suddenly her jaw dropped open. In fact everyone in the cafeteria's mouth hit the floor. The skaters froze in their spots. Their eyes grew so wide that the whites of their eyes were showing.

Jimmy had began to morph. The scrawny little boy turned gray. His shirt ripped as he grew larger and the muscles on his arm enlarged. His feet popped out of his shoes and his legs grew as large as tree trunks. When the transformation was complete, he roared. "McKelly!"

McKelly snapped out of his stupor and ran. Students gave the monster a wide berth. The creature that was Jimmy jumped on a table snapping it in half and chased after McKelly.

Noah had arrived when the commotion started and was gaping at the scene before him.

"At least his pants stayed on." Noah said weakly.

Kenwyn shot him a look before running after them. Noah quickly ran to find a quiet place to inform Providence.

0o0

"There he is!" Circe pointed at the distance.

"Yeah, I see him." Rex yelled above his engine. He put on an extra burst of speed to catch up. Gatlocke noticed and drove off the road into the empty dessert.

"Hang on!" Rex called to Circe as he also jumped off the pave road into the dust dessert.

Just as they were within several meters of him, something hit Rex's wheel. They spun out of control. Circe jumped off and flipped landing on one knee. Rex skidded as his rex ride fell apart. He slid to a stop. Pulling off his goggles he looked up. Gatlocke was standing in the jeep with his maniacal grin. Behind him was a small army dressed in black, the same men who had attacked them earlier.

"Hello, Rex. Meet my new Anarchists!" Gatlocke laughed.

"46, 47, 48, 49, 50." Rex counted. "I think we're in trouble." He said to Circe as she came over to help him up. Gripping his arm Circe assessed the situation. "No kidding. I have to say Rex, you certainly know how to show a girl a good time."

Rex grinned apologetically. "I promise after this I'll take you somewhere nice."

"Hmph, if there is a next time." Circe looked out over the army. "I'll take the left side, you take the right."

"Hey, there's more on the right." Rex protested.

Circe rolled her eyes. "Fine, you take the left and I'll take the right. But you have to deal with motor mouth over there."

"Deal!" Rex formed his smack hands and charged.

"Your other left!" Circe yelled.

"I knew that. I was just testing you!" Rex yelled back changing his trajectory.

Circe shook her head and concentrated before letting off a sonic blast. It knocked down a dozen men. The rest came after her. Rex blocked the gunfire with his smack hands before kicking the men down. Then he formed his fun chucks and swung them around. He managed to knock down a few but there were too many. They pushed Rex back. He kept swinging his fun chucks and kept them at bay. Suddenly he backed into someone.

"Any bright ideas?" Circe asked.

"Working on it." Rex answered.

"Work faster!" Circe stated grimly.

"Okay, got one. Cover me." Rex formed his smack hands. He started spinning them to make his combat drill. He aimed at the ground and dug.

"What on earth are you doing?" Circe looked in disbelief as Rex disappeared down the hole. Then she remembered that he said to cover him. She concentrated and then spinning around created another sonic blast. The resulting sound wave knocked down some of the men in the front. But the ones in the back started advancing. Circe hoped that whatever Rex was doing he'd do it quick. As the Anarchists drew closer, Circe got into another fighting stance. But before she could do anything the ground started to rumble. The men looked around confused. The earth beneath their feet crumbled and the Anarchists fell screaming below. A giant crater surrounded Circe.

Rex crawled up the side grinning. He grabbed the hand Circe offered.

"Nice." Circe said genuinely impressed.

"I thought so." Rex said smugly.

"Wait! Where's Gatlocke?" Circe looked around.

Rex also looked and frowned. He was gone. Rex gritted his teeth. Miss Hatburn is not going to be happy.

Rex formed his boogie pack. He grabbed Circe by the waist. Circe wrapped an arm around his neck.

"Now what?" Circe looked at Rex.

"I'm going to find him and get that case back." Rex had that determined look on his face. "I'm not letting him get away." With that he flew into the air with Circe along for the ride.

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