Wow, that was fun. Let's see how chapter 2 turns out. Thank you Numbah 175 for all the help and support! If there is anything in here mentioning someone named Pointer, please diregard it.
Chapter 2
"Oh no." My usually half-closed eyes widened at the sight of my home, a pile of rubble. Rex landed and I ran over to the wreckage. I looked up to the sky and saw a Providence jet flying away from the house. I ignored it and looked around desperately to see if anyone survived. Becoming even more frantic, I started to dig, making my hands hurt. I threw bricks and pieces of roof to the side.
I dug up a small feline body that I instantly recognized as my cat. I cried into his dirty fur for a minute and placed him back down
I uncovered my back-up belonging chest. That was for if something like this happened, my most precious things were protected. I'm paranoid about disasters.
"Guess I won't have to buy any clothes." I mumbled sarcastically. I looked over to see Rex intently digging in one particular spot.
He uncovered an arm. Around the wrist was the bracelet I had given my mother one year for Christmas. Rex generated a giant mechanical fist and lifted the huge piece of roof that was covering my mother. Underneath, she lay, bloodied and broken. Slowly, she opened her eyes.
"Eva, it that you?" She said in a weak voice. Rex crouched beside me, strangely quiet.
"Yeah, it's me. What happened?"
"I *cough cough* don't know. It all happened so fast."
"Mom, we need to get you some help! You're coughing up blood!"
"No. I'm afraid it's too late for that." And deep down in my heart, I knew she was right.
"I am not gonna let you die!"
"Please, remember this. I love you and I will always be smiling down on you." She smiled weakly, "Here, take this."
She took off the bracelet and feebly dropped it into my lap.
"Now go. Before the gas in the stove lights on fire." The force in her voice was incredible considering the fact that she was near death.
"No! I'm not leaving you."
She gave me a small smile. "Always the stubborn one. Boy, take my daughter away from here, Before it's too late."
Rex very reluctantly took the chest, grabbed my hand and flew off. I looked down to see the spot where I stood a second ago explode, scattering the remaining pieces of my home. We flew back to the Providence base.
"And the lovebirds have arrived!" Bobo announced as soon as he saw us. Rex gave him a look that said 'Not now, Bobo'. Rex put the chest down on the floor once we got inside our room. I sat down on the bed and rubbed my cast.
"Look, Eva, I'm sorry about your mom."
"Don't be. It wasn't you're fault."
"Not to be mean, but you don't seem to be very sad about that."
"That's the way I am. At funerals, I don't cry and I don't look at the body."
"Why? I mean, I would think that you would want to see that person one last time."
"When you look at a person in casket you remember them as nothing but a dead body, not the being that you loved. Oh, how did we get on this topic? Let's lighten the mood, shall we?" That truly is how I remember my grandfather.
Rex was left with a puzzled look on his face after my unnaturally swift change in emotions. For real, I do that alot.
"I do that. Get used to it."
"Um, okay."
"So, what exactly do people do around here? Anything interesting?" I casually asked.
"Nothing interesting around here. That's why I like to break out of this place."
"You say that as if Providence is some sort of prison."
"In my world, it is."
"Well, when you leave, where do you go?"
"That depends on how I'm feeling. If I need a bit of normal, I go visit my friend, Noah."
"Noah...?"
"He's a guy I met one day after I got out."
"When can I meet him?"
"Sometime this week. Why do you ask?" Rex asked, curious.
"There's a guy named Noah at my highschool. I want to see if he's the same person."
"So, what all do you have in here?" Rex pointed at the chest. "It's kinda heavy."
I thought about it for a minute. "Personal things which I can't show you because of your gender, several gifts given to me by friends and my mom, and stuff I collected throughout my life. Books, my journal, paint, paintbrushes, paintings, and alot of other stuff." I lifted the chest and placed it in a corner so that it wasn't in the way. Just then, Six walked in. When he saw Rex, a surprised expression flashed across his face.
"Rex, Holiday wants to run some tests on you."
"Great, more needles. I'm coming."
"Are you scared of needles?" I looked squarely at Rex.
"Are you?" he said before turning to leave.
"Heck yeah, I am. Just glad to see I'm not the only person on the planet whose afraid of needles."
"...Whatever you say. See ya later."
I went over to the chest and grabbed my journal. I started to write down all that happened today and yesterday. I wrote about my being saved by Six from the deer EVO, meeting Doctor Holiday, Bobo, and most importantly Rex. NO, WE ARE NOT BF/GF! We're just friends, okay? Anyway, recalling my mother's death was hard for me but not a tear was shed. People say I'm cold because of that, but I don't give a (bleep).
The door slid open, snapping me back into reality. Holiday stood in the door.
"Come on. I've got something to tell you."
I followed her out the room and into her lab, where Rex was waiting.
"Alright, I have some interesting news for you, Eva. You have active nanites."
...Well that was unexpected. "So I'm an EVO...?"
"Correct."
"How come I haven't transformed or shifted or whatever?"
"I'm still trying to find the answer for that one. I'll let you know as soon as I get the answer. "
Rex appeared thoughtful. "Now that I think about it, I've sensed an EVO in you, but it wasn't truly active. Like it was...hmmm..."
"Dormant?" I suggested.
"Yeah, like that." It is so freaking cold down here. I am sitting here typing with gloves on.
"So we just wait and see what happens?" I looked at Holiday.
"I'm afraid so. Should I tell your mother about this?"
"There's no need. She passed just recently."
"What? How?" She had very concerned expression.
"I leave that for Rex to tell you. Back to the room, then!" I skipped out of the lab for the heck of it without even waiting for either of their responses. The door to our room slid open...and I caught Bobo reading my journal! Oh, I'm gonna kill that monkey! Okay, lets not get violent...as much as I want to. I took in a deep breath.
"Bobo, why, may I ask, are you reading my journal?"
"I was curious." He shrugged as if he didn't know he was this close to being strangled to death.
"You know curiousity killed the cat, right?" I said in a deadly calm tone, advancing towards him.
"Uh oh." He leaped up, still holding me journal, and zoomed out of the room with incredable speed. He's fast, I'll give him that. But he'll never escape me, not as long as I'm still breathing! I followed him out the room, nearly matching his pace. We passed quite a few Providence agents, who was left wondering what those two blurs were. Then Six stepped into the hall just after Bobo passed but before I could. I slammed right into him and fell back on my butt.
"Oooowwwwuh." I rubbed my throbbing butt. Six held out a hand for me, unfazed. How does he do that? It almost felt like I hit a brick wall instead of a person! I firmly grasped his hand and stood up.
"Uhhh, sorry about that. The monkey's got something I really want right about now."
"Don't be."
"You see, I-wait, you don't like him very much, do you?"
"To an extent."
"Well I have to go off and kill that monkey. I hope I wasn't bothering you."
"I'm used to this sort of situation."
I turned and trailed off in the direction Bobo went. My mostly healed leg started to throb from the running. After searching all over the place, I gave up and walked back to our room. Then I ran right into Rex, who was directly in front of the door when it opened. I knocked him on his back and I landed right on top of him. This is SO embarrassing! And what is with me and runniing into people? I quickly sat up and looked at Rex.
Then I realized what part of Rex I was sitting on... Yep, this is the worst day of my life. Hopefully, no one sees this (Bobo).
I scrambled off him and half crawled into our room. Rex stood up, his face an interesting shade of pink. He handed me my journal.
"Thanks! How'd you get it back?"
He shrugged. "Bobo gave it to me. He didi it so you can kill me not him."
"Oh, I trust you. It's the monkey I don't trust."
"You know, you're the only kid my age that I can truly trust." He said honestly.
"Well, thanks but what about your friend Noah?"
"Something happened and I can't trust him completely anymore."
"Hey, what time is it? You really need a wall clock."
He looked at his watch. "2:55 pm."
Wow, time flies. "So, what now?"
"We can go visit Noah."
"Nah, you might get in trouble. Let's wait a few days and then go."
"Good call." Rex nodded.
"I'm going to read a book, if you don't mind." I went over to the burned wooden chest and grabbed a random Bleach volume. I sat on Rex's bed and started to read. A little later I heard music and looked over at Rex. He was listening to his own music laying on the bed. I went back to reading. After 3 hours of reading I stood and flicked on the TV. Hmmm...weather channel...boring...the local news...I don't feel like learning about the latest person who died...Ooh, a mass extinction documentary! I've always loved to see recreated dinosaur extinctions. Lots of fire!
After it went off, it got pretty boring afterwards. Rex was writing in a journal that looked a whole lot like mine. I'm hoping that was just a coincidence. The door slid open. I looked up to see Bobo walk in. He saw me and walked cautiously over to Rex, keeping his eyes on me. I smiled.
"Don't worry.I'm not gonna kill you." He relaxed at my statement.
"So, what hae you two been doin' in here?"
Ignoring what was hidden in that question, Rex and I answered. "Reading. Listening to music. Watching TV."
"Wow, boring. I was expecting something more interesting. Ah well." he hopped up to his bunk and stayed up there. Boredom is starting to kill me. I turned to Rex.
"Whatcha doin?" That sounded alot like Isabella from Phineas and Ferb. I love that show.
"Huh? Oh, uh, nothing." He looked at me strangely.
"What?"
"That was kind of a random question."
"Yeah, I know, Rex. Rex? Rex?" I stopped for a moment. "Elvis Presley!"
He snapped out of it. "Huh?"
"Heh heh heh, I knew that would get your attention. Anyway, why'd you space out like that?"
"I was...remembering something long forgotten." He ran a hand through his spiky black hair.
"Well, that was poetic. Remembering what?" I am so curious by nature.
"The way you asked me what I'm doing sounded awefully familiar..."
Okay, now I'm interested. "You have...amnesia?"
"Yeah, but ever since you've been around stuff's been coming back to me."
"Well, before I met you, I didn't know anything of you. But maybe I was a friend to you before your memory was wiped."
"Yeah, but if you didn't know anything about me before we met, how could you be a friend to me?" He turned to look into my dark brown eyes.
"For years, I've tried to remember something that happened to me. In my mind, it was just 2 years of blankness. I can't remember anything that happened to me the year before and the year after the nanite event." The door slid open again. This time there was a blonde guy with a dark green jacket and wearing a brown shirt.
"Oh, hey Noah." Rex casually said to him.
"Hi!" I said happily. Then something clicked. "You're the same dude who showed me to my class on the first day of school!"
I had a feeling he was going to be the same guy.
"Uh, excuse me?" He said with a confused look. He didn't recognize me, apparently.
"You know, we go to the same high school." I said, trying to get him to recognize me.
"...Oh yeah, you're...Eva, right?"
"Si." Sheesh it took him long enough.
"Rex, how did she end up here?" I can't stand it when people talk like I'm invisible or something. He told the whole story to Noah.
"Aw man. Sorry about your mom."
"No need to feel sorry for an orphaned EVO." I commented.
"Wait, you're an EVO, too?"
I started scratching my leg. "Yep."
"...So what can you do?"
"I don't know yet." Man this is really starting to itch!
"Uh, Eva? I think we just found out!" Rex began to get up and seemed on high alert. I looked down and saw long black claws sprouting from my fingers.
