Hi again! Does anyone know exactly how popular Generator Rex is in America? Tell me your answer in a review! Everyone, go onto youtube and put in Death Waltz. Pick the first option you see. I'm listening to it now and it is quite scary. And check out Numbah 175's story, All because of an EVO. It. Is. Awesome!

Chapter 6

I woke up, a bit fuzzy. I opened my eyes, feeling a bit warmer than I did last night. Then I really started to see my surroundings.
I stared straight at my own bed across the room.

...Wait..what am I doing over here? I turned around, and Rex was extremely close to my face! I tried to move away but Rex had his arms around me.

"Well, look what we have here!" Shoot! Bobo's up! He stood in front of us, smiling. I gave him a very pleading (and angry) look. His smile only widened. He turned and walked out of the door. I stuggled against Rex having the strange feeling that Bobo wouldn't be alone when he came back. Ugh...It's no use. He must weigh, what, 30 more pounds than I do. And I'm a 97 pound 14 year old!

I jerked myself away from him and landed on the floor with my legs still in the bed.. The door slid open. Oh sh*t.

Holiday, Six and Bobo walked in and just stared at me.

"When you are being held hostage, then you can judge me. For now, please give me a hand." I crossed my arms over my chest, still upside down. Six walked over and lifted me out from Rex's clutches with ease and set me on the ground. Bobo laughed hysterically.

"One of these days I'm going to kill you."

Six added, "And I won't be there to stop her." That shut Bobo up.

I turned to the seemingly unconscious Rex and shook his shoulder. Nothing.

"He is impossible to wake up!"

"Welcome to my world." I heard Holiday comment. Bobo went over to me and handed me an airhorn. Why the heck does he have something like that?

"Everyone, cover your ears!" I pressed the button and the loudest most obnoxious noise on earth sounded.

Rex shot up in the bed and hit his head pretty hard.
"Ow...What the heck was that for, Bobo?"

"Wasn't me."

"W-Why is everybody in my room?"

"That's my cue to leave." I grabbed some fresh clothes and toiletries. On my way out I smacked Bobo hard in the back of the head for embarrassing me so.

...

I lifted up my dark green t-shirt to get to my ipod. Hm. November 25, 2010. Thanksgiving. Hopefully they celebrate it here. I caught up with Rex.

"Hey, do they celebrate Thanksgiving here?"

"Not that I know of. Maybe White will change his mind about it."

"So..what now?"

"You missed the briefing. Strangely, there is no EVO activity. At least, not something the local authorities can't handle"

"So what do we do now?"

"I don't know. Play video games. Read. Hopefully celebrate Thanksgiving. Watch the game."

"Football or baseball?"

"Football."

I shuddered.

"What's the matter?"

"In third grade I learned just how fragile my joints can be." We started walking back towards the room. I checked my ipod for the time. 12:30pm. We got into the room and Bobo was there already.

"So what have the two doves been doing all alone?"

"What is with you and these...inappropriate comments?" I demanded.

"'Cause it's fun!" Bobo said. Rex just sighed and went to the TV. He flicked it on.

"What are ya gonna watch? The Young and The Restless?" Bobo smirked at Rex, who turned red on the spot. I snickered at his reaction.

An hour passed and Bobo left within that hour. Thank God.

"HEY! You two! C'mon." Bobo suddenly shouted into the room, making me just out of my skin.

We followed him down the hall. We reached a room which the smell of classic Thanksgiving food radiated from. Mmmm...potato salad. The door slid open and we walked inside. Six and Doc were waiting. Both of them welcomed us, well, except Six.

There was a table in the middle of the room filled with greens, ham, a huge turkey, potato salad, and a whole lot more.

Rex and I sat down next to each other and he began to pile food on his plate with a really bright look in his eyes.

"Hey, slow down!" Holiday laughed as Rex shoved food down his throat. He only slowed down a tiny bit. I sighed smiling a bit and got myself a small plate of potato salad. I found a plastic cup and went to get some punch from the punch bowl. I noticed that Bobo was very strangely quiet. With that all too familiar mischievous smile on his face. He's up to something...but I don't know what. Aw, well. Guess I have to figure it out later. I lifted the cup to my lips. Then my heightened sense of smell picked something up.

That monkey spiked the punch!

I looked at Six, who was just about to drink it. I jumped up and zoomed to the other side of the table.

"Six, do not drink that! The monkey did something to it!" I whispered into his ear. He immediately set it back down on the table. I told the same to Holiday. I looked at Rex, but it was too late.

His judgement was getting worse by the minute. He somehow knocked stuff over that any person in the right state of mind wouldn't! What did that monkey put in there!

"Hey dis is some good punch. Watcha do ta it?" Rex didn't even sound like his usuall self. Six, Holiday, and I all glared at Bobo.

"What? Thought it would make it interesting."

"Having a half drunk teenage who is could kill us all if he reaally wanted to in here? I don't think so." I said harshly. He looked like he was about to say something but Rex cut him off.

"¡Consigamos este partido comenzado!" What the heck did he just yell to the world! He jumped up onto the table, looking like the biggest idiot in the history of mankind. Then he started singing. Horribly.

"Sometime in our lives we all have pain
We all have sorrow
But if we are wise we know that there's
Always tomorrow!" That was a bit of Lean on Me. :)

I'm going to have a migraine later. I stood up and grabbed him roughly by the collar.

"嗨！放开我！" Good thing I'm in Chinese class. (He told me to let go.)

"我不放开直到你平静下来！" I retaliated, telling him that I won't let go until he calmed down.

He generated a giant mechanical fist attempting to throw me off. Everyone (except Bobo, who was laughing so hard he was on the floor) jumped to their feet, ready for anything.

"When I'm through with him, I'm gonna knock the living daylights outta you, monkey." I punched him a little too hard, sending flying 5 meters away and into a hard white wall. Holiday went over to his side to make sure I didn't hurt him enough to be cocerned. Six walked up beside me.

"You hit him pretty hard."

I held my hand up and clenched it into a fist. "Guys...approaching me the wrong way learn about that the hard way."

I just happened to glance back to see Bobo still laughing. I walked towards him.

"You think I was playin'?"

"Uh oh. Toodaloo!" He ran out the door at full speed with me close behind.

This is one Thanksgiving I am definitely going to remember.

...

The next day, I woke with an unusually clear mind. I sat up, rubbing my eyes. I looked over at Rex, who was asleep in his own bed with a puddle of drool on his pillow. I shuddered at the sight of that and walked towards my burned wooden chest. I rummaged through it looking for nothing in particular. I found my sword, Gahane (translates from Japanese into moth wing in English), at the very bottom of all that stuff. I'm still wondering how I managed to fit it in there. I strapped it to my waist feeling I might need it today. I grabbed some fresh clothes and changed in the bathroom.

I walked down the hall, enjoyed my clear state of mind. Maybe it's because I gave that monkey a concussion yesterday...yeah, that's it. People eyeballed Gahane and moved out of my way when I came through. I turned on the radio in my head and listened to Bleed It Out by Linkin Park. I started to mumble the lyrics as I walked into some random room.

This room was dark, contrary to the rest of the building. There was this big green thing that looked like it had an EVO in it in the center of the large room. I'm assuming this is the Research Unit. I just stood there looking around at the other people, who were completely ignoring me.

"Good to see a new face around here." I looked towards the source of the voice. It was a woman in her mid thirties. She had black pants, black Linkin Park shirt, dirty white sneakers and a white lab coat. She also had a white ear bud sticking in her left ear. She was moving her head along to what ever song she was listening to. Her black hair was put into a short ponytail.

"I'm Doctor Kristian Shrike. Just call me Kristian." She held out a hand. I shook it.

"I'm Eva Johnson. The new EVO around here."

"So what brings you to this impossibly boring place?"

"Just that. I didn't feel like eating breakfast."

"It's amazing what boredom does to ya. The other doctors call me ANR."

"What does that mean?"

"Annoying New Recruit."

I laughed at that.

"I can only do stuff right when I'm listening to my music and alot a times I get carried away singing."

I laughed a bit harder. She laughed along with me. "The boss even caught me in one of my moments. I felt like a deer in headlights!"

Then an enormous TV screen flicked on, showing White's usual stony face. "Doctor Shrike, what did I tell you about getting off task?"

Kristian sighed in annoyance and said in a tone oozing with sarcasm. "Yes sir. I'll get right on it."

"Good." The screen flicked off.

I geuss I had better leave before I get you into anymore trouble. Bye!" I walked towards the door.

"Goodbye! I hope to see you again soon!" She started singing some strains of the Death and Resurrection Show as the door closed.

OH BELOVED MOTHER OF LIBERTY!
HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS!
BURN AWAY ALL MY IMPURITIES-

Then I heard about twenty or so other voices shout, "KRISTIAN!"

أوه ، اصمتي ، ويتركني وحيدا ، كنت الكلاب غبي!

She popped out of the lab and saw me staring at her. She just smiled and said, "Means 'oh, shut up and leave me alone, you stupid dogs' in Arabic. By the way, calling someone a dog- a kalb- is a HUGE insult in the Arab world." Then she went back into the lab, laughing and muttering in Arabic. That lady is a weirdo but that's what I like about her. I smiled and walked on.

I stumbled upon some sort of training room. I saw several combat logs or something like that. Rather old fashioned if you ask me. Well, I could practice here. My mom didn't give me the sword for nothing!

...

A good 40 minutes later, I heard the door slide open. I didn't bother to see who it was but I had a feeling who it might be.

"Not very surprising that you came here, Six."

"What are doing here?"

"Swordplay. I haven't felt my blade at my side in a while."

"Isn't it illegal for a teenager to have a sword?"

"Tell that to my mom. Oh right, she's dead."

"...Rex is up. He wanted to speak with you."

"Alright, Sensei." I sheathed my sword and walked out of the door. I caught Six raise an eyebrow at my statement.

In our room, Bobo and Rex were playing some sort of video game. And it was apparent that Rex was losing.

"Aw, c'mon! How did you manage to beat me so many times?" Rex demanded.

"What did you want me for?" I asked, making my presence known.

"That sounded like something it wasn't!" Bobo laughed. I shot him a heated glare, which made him shut up.

"Wanna go for a road trip?"

"Sure. I could use the city air." And hopefully no one will die this time.

"I'm comin' too!" Bobo cut in.

"Oh no you don't!" Rex and I said in unison.

"Oh I see. You two want to get a nice cozy hotel room and then-" Bobo smiled mischieviously.

"Dude, were you not there when Van Kliess said we were cousins!" I nearly yelled.

"I must not have caught it." Bobo said a little too innocently. These are the kind of things that make me want to SHOOT SOMEBODY UP!

I moaned. "Come on we don't have all day." I half dragged Rex out of the room.

...

I adjusted my grip around Rex's waist. We were zooming past buildings on what Rex called the Rex Ride.
...It's kinda weird how I'm technically riding on him.

We stopped at some random corner and Rex retracted the metal motorcycle back into his body without warning. I fell hard on my butt. I got up and dusted my behind off.

"Put a warning label on it the next time you do that." He just shrugged.

We walked into the downtown part of that city. Shoppers and people walking their dogs and cats went by us. I started looking at the stuff Hot Topic had in the windows when I heard a wert whirl (look it up on urbandictionary). Rex walked off, probably window shopping.

"Hey sexy whatcha doin' out here?" Said a relatively deep voice. I half looked to my right. A red headed guy was coming up towards me. Maybe I won't make it through today without hurting someone.

"Well? I asked you a question!" He are getting too close for comfort. Do they not see the sword?

"Get the f*ck away from me."

"Ooh, one the aggressive kind." When I get my license to kill, he's the first to go.

The fool went behind me and put his hands on my shoulders. I whirled around and gave the idiot a hard left hook. There was blood on my knuckles. "Piss off, will ya?"

"Ooh, I like women this way. You so fine, baby, whatcha doing wasting your time out here when you can be with me?" Ya'll are gonna see me on the news.

"What do you think you're doing?" Came a deadly calm voice. Rex!

"Who ah you? Her boyfriend?" The dude glared at Rex.

Rex came closer and stood by my side. "I'm her brother." I looked at him. His eyes told me that it came out wrong.

"Yeah, so?" The guy took a step closer to Rex.

Rex formed his giant mechanical fists. "So I'm gonna knock you into next year."

"I-It's the EVO kid! Like on t-t-the news!" The fool stuttered.

"I'M OUT!" The imbecile ran away from Rex adn turned down an alley.

"Should I go after him?"

"Nah. He knows not to mess with me anymore. We should go back to back to the base before they start to miss us."

"Hmmm...how about we go stay at Noah's instead?"

"Okay. you know where he lives?"

"...I'm pretty sure I do."

"Okay, I'm going to trust you to not get us lost. But if you do, you are gonna have a world of issues." More like a world of pain!

Rex gulped.

...

"And here we are." We pulled up in front of a very well taken care of house. I hopped off Rex and walked up to the door with him close behind. I rang the doorbell and a blonde woman opened the door.

"You must Noah's friends. NOAH!" She turned and yelled his name into the building. I heard a muffled 'I'm coming' and footsteps down some unseen stairs. Soon, Noah was within view. He gave us a bit of a surprised look and invited us in.

"So what are you guys doing here?"

"Cause we felt like it." Rex said casually.

"After Rex here threatened to knock some dude to the moon." I added.

"...Did you seriously do that?" Noah looked at Rex.

"They were doing some things I didn't like to Eve." They both looked at me. I crossed my arms defensively.

"Look, I had it under control, okay?"

Rex smiled. "Then how come you didn't use your EVO powers to fight them off? Hmmm?"

"Don't push your luck."

Noah spoke. "He doesn't have any luck to push."

Rex agreed. "True. True."

I sighed. "You two are a couple of idiots."

"Hey Noah who are they?" came a high pitched voice. Then a maybe 8 year old girl came down the stairs. She had blonde hair like Noah and big green eyes. She was wearing light pink pajamas with red hearts all over them.

"Shouldn't you be in bed?" Noah looked at her. It was around 8pm. It took an extra long time for us to get here in the first place.

"Maaaaybe." The little girl smiled at us. Noah let out a sigh that sounded like a low growl. Her smile got even wider.

"Go back to bed, Lisa."

"Make me."

"Excuse me for a minute." With that noah hopped up from the couch and chased his little sister up the stairs. Rex and I just looked at each other. There were some light footsteps followed with some heavier ones. There was some muffled yelling then silence. We looked at each other again.

Noah came back down the stairs. Rex and I just stared at him. He stared back. Oookaaay...that was weird.

Rex finally broke the silence. "I wonder if Six has eyes."

"He's probably a robot or an EVO." Noah said.

"Or maybe he has none at all." Rex concluded.

"No he does have eyes."

"Bet ya 5 bucks if he doesn't." Rex challenged.

"Betcha 10 if he's a robot."

I cut in. "Bet both of you 20 if Six is a normal human being. 5 extra if I find out the eye color."

They both stared at me for a minute and exclaimed, "You're on!"

The thing is, how the heck am I going to carry this out?

I hope I did good on this one. It took me a while to find the inspiration for this chapter. Doctor Shrike is dedicated to my annoying little sister. Anybody have any ideas? Let me know in a review if you want to.
Random question. What's the weather like in your hometown? We got like an inch of snow just last night up here in Chicago.