So I got some amazing reviews from you guys! It means a lot! So I decided to continue. I think I'm going to do a chapter for every major event that people have in a year, like holidays, birthdays, and things like school events, ect.
This chapter isn't as funny as the rest. I hope you enjoy it anyway :)
Have you ever had one of those days where you end up locked in your bosses' office just because you where trying to help?
Well that's the kind of day Six was having.
Six awoke that morning to a beeping in his ear. He groaned and rolled over to look at the clock. The bright red numbers seeming extremely bright in the darkness.
4:32
What the hell do they want from me at 4:32 in the morning? His hand went up to his earpiece.
"SIX THIS IS BAD!" Six yanked the earpiece of his ear throwing to the floor where he promptly 'dropped' his katana severing the technology. Did Holiday have to be so loud? He sighed and hoisted himself out of bed, and dressed. The last thing he did was put on his sunglasses.
Wait... Why can I see in the dark... WITH SUNGLASSES?
The lab was nearly empty, which was a nice change. People don't like Six. No... They fear Six. You'd be surprised by how many accidents have been caused by people rushing to get out of his way. 82... Well 83 but NO ONE was ready to talk about what happened one October 17th 2007.
Anyway...
The only people in the lab where Holiday, and Rex. Holiday looked up as Six entered. She seems worried, or perhaps exasperated...? Reading expressions wasn't his strong point.
"Six!" HOLIDAY! Inside voices. Inside voices. "Rex has exams!" It's too early for this. Six pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Six has exams." Six repeated. He nodded, before turning around and heading to the door.
"Wait!" Holiday ran after Six grabbing his arm before he could leave, he turned around to face her. Six didn't say anything, he just closed his eyes (not like anyone can tell though...). He walked back past Holiday and sat down in the nearest chair.
"Explain." Holiday looked to Rex, who had been oddly quite the entire time. He smiled nervously.
"Well...Shep' said that I have to take exams like everyone else..." Translating... Ms. Shepherd, Rex's Providence hired teacher, needs Rex to take exams in May like the rest of the people in his age group. Six has nearly mastered the teenager- normal people translation. "...Except I never have time to do any school work... And If I don't pass they're going to send me to a public school..." Rex didn't seem to care. Six raised an eyebrow, and looked to Holiday who still seemed horrified. The screen to Six's right suddenly turned on.
"You don't seem to see the severity of the situation Agent Six." The screen displayed none other than White Knight. Behind him stood a woman with a pair of scissors carefully snipping at the ends of White's hair. Rex smiled slightly as the last of Whites' pink hair was cut off. How did he know what we were saying? Six glanced subtly behind his shades looking for the camera, before concentrating back on the screen. He raised an eyebrow. "Ms. Shepherd is afraid that Rex is not getting a proper education. She believes that because he isn't learning in a real school with other people his age that he isn't getting the same 'experience'." White didn't sound impressed; he had clearly signed Ms. Shepherd off as a nuisance. "She has threatened to inform the police that we are not giving an education to Rex and are simply using him for our own gain. The last thing we need is to have police on our case."
To be honest Six could care less. In fact it sounded like a good thing. If Rex is as school, then he (in theory) wont be running from Providence because he's bored, and most importantly if he's at school he cant be bothering Six. It sounded like a good deal. White stared down at Six who had still yet to show any signs of giving a damn. Not like it was easy to tell what the agent was thinking anyway. White would just have to pull out the big guns.
"And if Rex is at school then Providence will be forced to deal with Evos the old way." Six flinched ever so slightly. A normal person could flinch that slightly and no one would notice. Unfortunately Six is Six and it's rare to get a reaction from him at all. White smiled to himself knowing that he had converted Six to his side. "You all need insure that Rex passes his exams by whatever means necessary." The screen flashed to black leaving them in silence. Six stood up and left the room, Rex and Holiday watching him. Rex looked over to the doctor,
"The old way?"
Madelyn Shepherd woke up that morning around 6:00. Everything seemed the same as normal, she rolled out of bed and went to take a shower. A little over 20 minutes later she emerged from the bathroom wearing an unflattering pinstripe suit with her bright red hair in tight curls in an attempt to distract from the fact that she had put on a few pounds in the past months.
Miss Shepherd walked down the stairs of her two-floor house, that she had won in her divorce 5 months ago, to make herself some coffee. While rooting around in the cabinet Madelyn could already smell the coffee... Literally. She turned round quickly to see none other than Agent Six sitting at her table drinking coffee, he was holding a packet of papers, with a larger stack beside him on the table. Six hardly noticed the fact that he had nearly just given Rex's teacher a heart attack.
"What the hell are you doing in my house!" Six didn't seem to notice her anger, he looked up in her general direction, she assumed he looked at her but how would she know?
"What's with your sudden interest in Rex's education."
"I'm his teacher. " Damn Providence agent. They're all the same. "What are you doing in my house?"
"Providence can't afford to have Rex at school. We need him to be with us curing Evos."
"He needs and education!"
"That's why Providence hired you."
"But me teaching him in the few spare moments he has is clearly not working!"
"Then we can hire a better teacher." Shepherd was flabbergasted. The Agent clearly didn't want Rex to go to school.
"Exams are tomorrow, and if Rex fails... No... When Rex fails you will just have to go back to dealing with Evos the way you did before you had Rex." With that she turned and left her house leaving a less than amused Six.
It was noon when Six reentered the lab. The lab was empty with the exception of Rex and Holiday.
"I DON"T KNOW!"
"Come on Rex if x=3.245 and x & y are logically equivalent, find the measure of angle z!"
"ARGGGG!" Rex's head made contact with the table. Holiday finally noticed the agent approaching them.
"Six! Where have you been!" Not answering he dropped the thick stack of papers on the table. Holiday picked up the top few papers and examined them. "Are these... All the tests Rex has taken...?" Six half nodded.
"This way we know what he needs to study." Holiday raised an eyebrow at the green clad agent before sorting through the tests. Rex looked amazed.
"I don't even remember taking these..." The doc sighed. Most the grades on the tests ranged from low B to F. The only thing Rex seemed to do well in is Spanish and Biology.
"So what do you want to start on Math, English or History?" A look of despair covered Rex's face as he looked up at Holiday. He weighed his options.
"English?" Holiday looked over to Six in the chair at the end of the table. He stared back trying to make it as clear as possible that she was going to be the one asking the questions. She muttered a quite 'Ok' to herself before turning back to Rex.
"So Rex, In To Kill a Mockingbird, Why is it a sin to kill a mockingbird?" Rex sat there staring at the celling, muttering the question quietly to himself. Before sighing.
"I was supposed to read that wasn't I?" Holiday's hung her head slightly and Six muttered something under his breath.
"You really haven't read the book?" Rex shrugged looking back at the doctor.
"When would I have time to read a whole book?" Six looked down at his watch before grabbing a piece of paper, and flipped it over, ignoring the writing on the other side. He grabbed a pen from inside his jacket pocket and scribbled some notes down before sliding the paper across the table to Rex.
"We don't have time for you to read the book. This is all you need to know about it." Rex looked up Six with one eyebrow raised.
"Your really giving me the answers?" Six nodded. Holiday looked slightly offended. "Man the 'old way' must have been really bad."
"You can't just give him the answe-" Rex cut in not wanting to loose his answers.
"Maybe we should just do History." He pulled out a textbook. "But it's British History." Rex looked over to the doc waiting for her to begin. Holiday didn't look amused.
"Well since Six seems to know all the answers then how about he quizzes you." Six glared at the doctor for a moment, but Six being Six and not wanting to admit that he never learned any British History picked up the text book and flipped it open to a random page. He read a few lines and simply rearranged the words to make a question.
"What year did William 'The Bastard' conquer England?" Rex stared at Six intently.
"Your making that one up."
"No. I'm not."
"Yes you are why would someone be called 'The Bastard'?" Holiday decided to cut in.
"Rex, 'Bastard' can reefer to a child born to unmarried parents." Rex looked confused. Or perhaps exasperated is a better word. He sighed.
"I don't know the answer." Six proceeded to ask a multitude of questions (none of which Six himself knew the answers to but that was beside the point.) Rex didn't seem to know any of it. Holiday was starting to look worried again.
"I'm gunna fail. At least I'll get to go to school with Noah..." He grinned at Six. "I guess you'll have to deal with the Evos the 'old way'." NO! Six slammed down the textbook and stood up. He pointed accusingly at Rex.
"Never. Again." Six turned and headed out of the room. Holiday shouted after him.
"Wait where are you going?"
"To steal the answers for the test."
Six was moving skillfully through the darkness of Ms. Shepherds' house. The test answers were here somewhere, he had already checked her Providence office and found no trace. He was running out of time. Holidays voice came on in his earpiece.
"Six, have you found it?" Something caught the corner of his eye. A safe. He knelt down putting his ear up to the metal. And began trying to crack it. "Six?"
"Breaking into a safe is easier with silence." Holiday didn't respond. The safe opened with a satisfying click. Opening the door he could see a brown envelope, he began to open it.
"Six? Did you get it?" Six's eyes widened as he read what was written on the paper;
'Nice Try.'
The floorboards creaked behind Six, he turned quickly to find the room quickly filling with Providence agents. Damn it.
"Six? What's happening?"
"It's a trap." One of the Providence agents pushed to the front, he was holding a laptop that he promptly opened. The screen displayed White Knight.
"Reduced to thievery, Agent Six?" Six glared under his glasses. "I suggest you come quiet-" White was cut off by a katana breaking through the screen of the laptop. The agents looked up at Six, shocked. The advanced on him.
"Six?" He grabbed the man closest to him and flipped him taking out 3 or 4 others.
"Six what's happening?" He kicked the man on the far left, who fell back into the crowd. He punched the man closest. No matter how many he took out more kept filling their spot. With one hand he reached up to the communicator.
"They knew I was coming. They brought an army." The newest agents that came in where holding syringes. "Damn it." The head agent gave an order:
"Drug him."
"Six?" He successfully took out 7 out of 10 of the men with the drugs, but by the time he could get to the last 3 it was too late. Everything almost instantly started to fade. How much...did they...inject me with...? Six fell forward. The last thing he heard was Holiday calling for him over his earpiece.
Rex reentered the lab to find Holiday staring, shocked, at the screen, her headphone/speakers still on. She didn't move.
"Holiday...?"
"They got him."
"Who got who?"
"Providence... got Six."
"Did he send you the answers first?" Holiday turned and gave Rex 'a look' before shaking her head no.
"We're screwed."
Six slowly awoke from his druggy sleep, but he did not open his eyes right away. Years of training as an agent has taught him to pretend to be asleep until you asses the situation. Unfortunately all he could figure out was that he wasn't alone in the room (someone was typing...) and that he was bound with... chains...? Is that really necessary?
Upon deciding that he was in no immediate danger Six slowly opened his eyes. He squinted slightly, even with his sunglasses Six found the room EXTREMELY bright. The walls were completely white, in the middle of the room stood a white desk, where White Knight sat typing away.
And then the pain hit him. Six closed his eyes and bowed his head. It felt like his head had been run over by a bus. White, upon hearing Six, turned to face him.
"You probably shouldn't move. They went a little overboard with the tranquilizer." Six looked up slightly.
"You don't say." White smirked.
"But to be fair I'm going to have to send some of the troops therapy after the number you did on them. They were so freaked out that they didn't believe that tying you up with rope and throwing you in a cell do. So they installed a metal pole in my office and tied you to it with CHAINS." Six looked up at the pole then down at the chains.
"I see." Only then did Six remember why he got into this mess. "Time." White paused and processed the fact that the man in green was asking a question. He glanced at his white watch.
"12:50, Rex's final exam ends in 20 minutes." Damn. Not having anything to say the two of them stared at each other for a moment before White turned back to his computer. The only sound in the room was Whites' typing.
Growl.
Six looked down at his stomach. Now that he thought about it the last thing he had to eat was a piece of toast yesterday morning. He frowned. White on the other hand was grinning to himself. He looked over at the sandwich that sat on his desk. This should be fun. He turned back to the agent with a look of pure evil. Why is he looking at me like that...? White grabbed the sandwich and showed Six, who's stomach growled again on cue.
"Want some?" Six sat in silence, weighing his hunger vs his pride. Much to his own surprise hunger won. He gave a small nod to White, who smiled inwardly.
Now if White was a nicer person he would walk over there, unchain the agent and give him the sandwich. But what's the fun in that? He picked up one half of the sandwich, which was cut diagonally making two triangles, and signaled to Six that he was going to throw it to him. The sandwich soared through the air (some how not falling apart) to the agent that skillfully caught one corner in his mouth.
Six gave a nod of appreciation to his superior, who turned back to his work. And with that Six began chewing carefully on the sandwich making sure that he didn't bite all the way through it, thus keeping it from dropping from his mouth.
Rex was staring at celling. He had finished the last exam about an hour ago. And no it wasn't because he knew the answers, but every time he didn't know the answer he guessed 'C'. Which, interestingly enough, made around 90% his answers 'C'.
FINALLY the clock struck 12. Rex jumped out of his chair and exited the room before Ms. Shepherd could protest. Dr. Holiday was waiting outside. Rex didn't need to say anything for Holiday to know that the exam hadn't gone well. So Rex decided to avoid the conversation all together.
"Has Six shown up yet?"
"I got a message from White saying that we can come collect Six once you finished your exams." Rex grinned.
"Well then lets go collect little Six-ie from daycare." Holiday smiled, and the two of them walked to White's office. His secretary wasn't there, much to Holiday's relief. There was few people that Holiday didn't like and she was one of them. Well since there was no one to buzz them in, they decided just to let themselves in. Rex, not seem to know the meaning of common courtesy, entered the room
"Hey White! We came to collect our agent!" White himself jumped slightly as they entered. He turned and glared at the teenager, but decided it wasn't worth his time to yell at the kid. He grabbed the key of his desk and tossed it to Holiday before turning back to his work.
Rex looked to the right to see Six tied to a metal pole that stretched from the floor to the celling. In Six's mouth was half a sandwich, which Six was eating slowly. Six looked up at the two who had just entered the room.
But instead of untying him they just stared.
"Whuht?" Sixs' words may have been muffled by the sandwich. His anger wasn't. Holiday spoke first.
"We... We've never seen you eat before..." Six glared best he could and continued eating his food. Rex turned his head slightly back to White.
"So Pinky how'd you manage to get him?" White scowled and looked over to Rex, who was never going to let him forget about that unfortunate incident. He looked back down at his work.
"He took out 30 or so agents in a confined space before they managed to inject him with enough tranquilizer to take down an elephant. They insisted that he be tied up." Rex grinned, and turned back to his 'nanny' just in time to see him swallow the last of his food.
"Untie me." Holiday walked over and kneeled by Six undoing the lock on the chains. Holiday stood back up before offering Six a hand, which he quickly excepted. Upon standing he straitened his suit and tie. He looked to Rex. "How'd it go?" Rex shook his head.
"What's so bad about the 'old way' anyhow?" White smirked.
"Lets just say part of it involved using green suit wearing agents as live bait." Rex grimaced a little. Before turning and leaving the room, with Holiday right behind him.
Six stole the other half of Whites' sandwich before following them out.
It's gunna be a long year.
I hope you liked it. I have a question for you guys... well three actually
1. Do you have a game plan when it comes to exams? Like mine really is to pick C every time I don't know.
2. Do you know what bunnies and eggs have to do with Easter? I don't
3. How did you come up with your user names? Mine was based off a joke with my friends.
Anyway I should update in around a week. But no promises it might be later than that.
