Today, was going to be different. He knew it from the moment his mind reached consciousness that morning. He knew that this day, was to be unordinary, even if there stood a blockade in its way. No matter how hard he may try, he would fail to keep it all tied down. Today was different.

Agent Six had spent almost his entire life training with a man named One, being pushed beyond his limits. Yet, not by One, by himself. Today was no exception to break that chain.

He sat up in bed, tossing over his legs. He reaches for his shades, bringing them to his face. The usual darkness in the room was brought by no windows. This room was located far from the outer walls of the HQ. No sunlight would get in, not even if it tried.

Six tugged his tie tight around his neck, looking himself over in the mirror slowly. His green suit shows no wrinkles, his pants the same; his face holds no emotion, katanas out of sight. He was as ready as he'll ever be.

He punched in a numerical code, his door sliding open. He walks over the threshold, and down the bleached white hallway. The only noises are the claps of the soles of his shoes on the floor, his breathing wasn't even accounted for. Up ahead, was the EVO's excuse for a room. He shared the closet like thing with a monkey, of all other roommates. It still beats Six how those two manage to keep held together in such a small place for most of the day playing video games.

Suddenly, a reasonably loud bang erupted from inside the room. The door slid open mechanically, right after strange electric blue designs of a circuit board shown on the barrier. Smoke blew out of the gap in the wall, along with Rex, and the Chimp. Rex covered his mouth, coughing along with the other. Six stood, unfazed.

"Don't ask," Rex groaned, wiping dirt smudges of his face, "it was Bobo's idea,"

"Hey, don't go pointin' fingas at meh," He said in his raspy voice, walking away.

"Where do you're think you're going'?" Rex shouted after him.

"None o' yer business!" He stomped into the next hall, out of sight.

Six turned back to the boy, "Why?"

He stood, patting large amounts of dirt from his orange jacket, "Okay, before you go all Ninja on me, it was all his idea. He wanted to see if the security camera in our room would short circuit if he poured… liquids on it. Apparently, it has a defense system, we were forced out." Smoke was still coming out of the doorway. "Alright, now you can go Ninja on me,"

"I'm not planning on it," He says, "Though, most security systems have security systems here,"

"Nice to know," A devious smile creped upon his features.

"What are you planning?"

"Huh? Oh, just to save the world, the usual. What about you?"

He's silent, facing away from him. It wasn't needed to show him his back; he could just look away from behind his glasses. But no, that's not what he does, he shows you his back when you're not a threat to him, then he leaves you in the dust. That's Six, don't question it. Holiday may say it's rude, but he could care less, he made his own rules.

"So, I guess I'll see you later then, right?" the kid asked from behind him.

"Sure," He said, striding away.

The heels of his shoes tapped away on the floor, his face expressionless. Inside the sleeves of his jacket, he could feel the cool metal rub against his arms.

"You know, even if he looks human, remind yourself he's not," White's voice echoed in the empty hall. "He can just as easily turn into that… thing again."

"You were trying to kill him," he said blandly.

"He, was also trying to kill us. Remember, he's an EVO, a monster. You should know, better than any of us. Remember what they can do, what they are, what it did to-"

"That's enough, White," He says.

That was enough. He didn't care anymore for White. No matter what he did for him, who he was to him, it's nothing now.

"We watch each other's backs, got it Six? Like brothers." He once said to him, at the beginning of Providence. It wasn't like that anymore. They had a cure, now. They didn't have to kill anymore. With Rex, the human race would surly survive. "I'll see you later, right Six? After we bag some monsters, you can train to your heart's content." "Sure," he responded.

He knew now, that the germ-phobic partner of his was just like everyone else, he could change drastically; from a brother, to… whoever White Knight is now.

Six went into the private training room, where'd he spend enough time until his stomach ached from hunger, or a new mission emergency. He wouldn't stop until then.

He wouldn't stop fighting, no matter how different this day may turn out to be.

"Don't stop, partner. We're in this together, from beginning to end. I don't care how long that may be, but until every monster is off this planet, we're brothers, all the way through"

But not anymore, Six thought, unsheathing his katanas, Not anymore…