Special Thanks to Lucky Ladybug! In return for her nice review, I used one
of her characters! Hope you all like it!
Nack sat at the bar. He looked over his shoulder occasionally to see if any officers were looking for him. Tunneling out of jail was an old way of escaping. Nack didn't care since he hoped to find Rex and stop him…it…whatever Rex is. He wasn't exactly a robot, but wasn't exactly human either. But the one thing that kept coming to mind, was Dad. Why would Dad do this? It could be one of several reasons. Dad could've left him and Nic for Robotnik to become a recruiter. Looking for poor saps that were down on their luck or lost their job, and offering them "lifetime" workmanship with Robotnik. But they would be forever robots to work for free. Maybe Dad just recruited someone more mentally disturbed than he thought, and was sorry for it later. Or was there more than that? Was Dad also a bounty hunter, hiding it form Nack and Nic, and that's why he left because he couldn't balance them with his job? It would explain his absence, and why Nack and Nic made that career choice. But why hide it? Maybe he was hired to take out Robotnik by some mysterious person. Robotnik was more powerful than he thought, so decided to hire some help from someone, namely Rex, to undermine Robotnik's operations and destroy them from the inside. But again, he wasn't aware of Rex's mental stability, and, after Robotnik crossed Rex's line too many times, soon took control of everything to where he is now. Nack knew Rex from collage. He had to get by on what he had when Dad left, but Rex always chipped in to help. He knew what it was like to have no family left. But the cyber attachments, and his immortality where definitely new. He threw back another shot of whiskey. It hit the spot in these times. He wondered if Dad was still alive, maybe he could ask him why he left, why he was with Robotnik, and why he recruited Rex and created the ultimate villain by accident. But he had a thought in the back of his mind. Maybe Dad was taken out during Rex's rise to power. But Nack refused to believe Dad was dead. He wondered if he should tell his sister. How would she take it?
Melindy, the head waitress, walked up and saw his downcast expression. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held him close. "Hello big boy. How was your day?" she asked scratching the soft fur behind his ear.
"Not to good. I'm after a total lunatic, psychotic madman with cyber attachments and robots in his blood. Then I escaped from jail to try to kill him *AGAIN* mind you, then to top it off, my dad is responsible for this guy's rise to power." Nack said not looking up at her.
"Well, you've had stranger." She replied blowing into Nack's ear, making it twitch.
"Don't do that now. I'm not in the mood." Nack said in kind of a depressed tone.
"I think I saw your dad here years ago. He used to come here, just like you, and drink the same whiskey. You're like your old man in every way." she purred massaging Nack's shoulders.
"Except creating the ultimate villain." Nack said in an uneasy tone.
He was learning more about his father than he thought. He didn't ever think that Rex would ever bring up his father in the subject.
FLASH BACK IN TIME
Elsewhere, long ago, when Robotnik's takeover was 7 years old. A weasel stood in the shadows. Hiding him from sight. The only thing was the light gleaming off his long fang. It was trademark in his bloodline.
"Hey you! Boy!" he yelled in a heavy southern Texas accent.
A grieving armadillo in a trench coat stopped in his tracks. He looked about seventeen.
"Yes?" the armadillo asked.
"You want a job with the big boss man?" the shadowed weasel asked in his southern tone.
Rex thought over all the things that made him go mad. "Sure! Rex is my name!"
The armadillo and the mysterious weasel shook hands. The weasel totally unaware of what he just did.
Nack sat at the bar. He looked over his shoulder occasionally to see if any officers were looking for him. Tunneling out of jail was an old way of escaping. Nack didn't care since he hoped to find Rex and stop him…it…whatever Rex is. He wasn't exactly a robot, but wasn't exactly human either. But the one thing that kept coming to mind, was Dad. Why would Dad do this? It could be one of several reasons. Dad could've left him and Nic for Robotnik to become a recruiter. Looking for poor saps that were down on their luck or lost their job, and offering them "lifetime" workmanship with Robotnik. But they would be forever robots to work for free. Maybe Dad just recruited someone more mentally disturbed than he thought, and was sorry for it later. Or was there more than that? Was Dad also a bounty hunter, hiding it form Nack and Nic, and that's why he left because he couldn't balance them with his job? It would explain his absence, and why Nack and Nic made that career choice. But why hide it? Maybe he was hired to take out Robotnik by some mysterious person. Robotnik was more powerful than he thought, so decided to hire some help from someone, namely Rex, to undermine Robotnik's operations and destroy them from the inside. But again, he wasn't aware of Rex's mental stability, and, after Robotnik crossed Rex's line too many times, soon took control of everything to where he is now. Nack knew Rex from collage. He had to get by on what he had when Dad left, but Rex always chipped in to help. He knew what it was like to have no family left. But the cyber attachments, and his immortality where definitely new. He threw back another shot of whiskey. It hit the spot in these times. He wondered if Dad was still alive, maybe he could ask him why he left, why he was with Robotnik, and why he recruited Rex and created the ultimate villain by accident. But he had a thought in the back of his mind. Maybe Dad was taken out during Rex's rise to power. But Nack refused to believe Dad was dead. He wondered if he should tell his sister. How would she take it?
Melindy, the head waitress, walked up and saw his downcast expression. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held him close. "Hello big boy. How was your day?" she asked scratching the soft fur behind his ear.
"Not to good. I'm after a total lunatic, psychotic madman with cyber attachments and robots in his blood. Then I escaped from jail to try to kill him *AGAIN* mind you, then to top it off, my dad is responsible for this guy's rise to power." Nack said not looking up at her.
"Well, you've had stranger." She replied blowing into Nack's ear, making it twitch.
"Don't do that now. I'm not in the mood." Nack said in kind of a depressed tone.
"I think I saw your dad here years ago. He used to come here, just like you, and drink the same whiskey. You're like your old man in every way." she purred massaging Nack's shoulders.
"Except creating the ultimate villain." Nack said in an uneasy tone.
He was learning more about his father than he thought. He didn't ever think that Rex would ever bring up his father in the subject.
FLASH BACK IN TIME
Elsewhere, long ago, when Robotnik's takeover was 7 years old. A weasel stood in the shadows. Hiding him from sight. The only thing was the light gleaming off his long fang. It was trademark in his bloodline.
"Hey you! Boy!" he yelled in a heavy southern Texas accent.
A grieving armadillo in a trench coat stopped in his tracks. He looked about seventeen.
"Yes?" the armadillo asked.
"You want a job with the big boss man?" the shadowed weasel asked in his southern tone.
Rex thought over all the things that made him go mad. "Sure! Rex is my name!"
The armadillo and the mysterious weasel shook hands. The weasel totally unaware of what he just did.