Disclaimer:I do not own GeneratorRex if I did it definitely would be rated R rather PG

A/N1: ah! Angel grinders how I love you (mine is seriously orange with some black parts! while cutting with it(and having safety goggles on) I feel like Rex XD)

A/N2: The weirdest part is that apart of finishing wake up, damn it. I have several ideas with Holix, Cirex and even Holiday/Circe and White Knigh/ZAG-RS I always ends up writing all those one-shots with Caesar. Oh my...


Providence Dark Legacy

Chapter Catorce: Flesh and Metal

by your-biohazardous-friend


Caesar dashed through the Providence corridors. Agents passing him were surprised seeing normally happy scientist... so upset. No, Caesar Salazar wasn't sad - he was furious. His brows were knitted forming almost one, dark line above his sparkling with anger brown eyes. His lips formed thin curled downwards line. Everyone who got in his way were showed aside roughly without any word. This time "Mad scientist" was seriously MAD.

"that's interesting" Holiday said bending over Rex's activated smack hand - the initial orange cover was precisely cut with angel grinder and bended back. Rex was more than glad that Holiday let him have his headphones and listen to music to, at least a little, muffle the unpleasant noises of metal scratching against the metal. The curing E.V.O. was pale with cold sweat trailing down his forehead - his jaw was clenched so hard it was a miracle that the teeth didn't break. He agreed to this, he signed the papers. There was a statement that he could stop the procedure anytime, but Rex didn't want to be treated like a coward - he didn't want to let Holiday down either. But if he knew how much it would hurt - he wouldn't even think about accepting to any part of this examination.

As Rex fought with all his mind to not to deactivate his E.V.O. power the doors slammed open.

"Put the grinder back bonita!" Caesar shouted storming to the medical room. After reaching the table he spat at the medical equipment in by-standing nurse's hands. "you have no rights of doing that!"

"Rex agreed" Holiday admitted

"because he didn't know the consequences!" Caesar answered clenching his fists.

"this is his hand" Holiday admitted gesturing toward Rex's smack hand "he surely know-"

"I've joined the providence on just few conditions - one of them was that for the time being I'M my brother's legal guardian!" Caesar snapped. "so why the authorization of his procedure was presented to Rex to sign but not ME?"

The woman was taken aback. She knew about the papers, but she thought that it was just formality - a play.

"If you wanted to know what is beneath the metal frame so badly, you could ask me - I still have Van Kleiss's unauthorized research results about that matter somewhere in my pod!"

Holiday's eyes widened Caesar caught her surprised look and continued.

"you think why I hate Van Kleiss so much? This third-rate lab-hack from the beginning was playing dirty. When Rex's powers surfaced for the first time he hadn't even cared about asking anyone of my family for an authorization. he USED my little brother just as YOU are doing it NOW"

Rex was glad that Caesar stopped the madness, yet he wasn't aware of what he was shouting about as "bigger than us" by White Lies was effectively muffling the noises from the outside. Teenager's glossy fear filled eyes were fixed on the insides of his smack hand. The cables were like veins - pulsating as they were pumping something, it could be grease or maybe blood? The rest of the engine were like bones sticking form under artificial muscle tissue. Everything was looking so fleshy despite the obvious mechanic nature.

Rex felt nauseous of looking inside his own, even if made of metal, hand. As if during the operation some fun-loving doctor asked his patient to sit up and look at his own guts spilling from sliced up muscle sac.

Younger Salazar started hyperventilating, his ragged spasmodic breaths alerted his furious brother who in the flash turned around.

"calm down little brother" Caesar said surprisingly calmly taking off the headphones and lifting lightly Rex's head, snapping him from the long agonizing gaze over exposed insides. Rex emitted a strange pain-filled noise and without any warning threw up - in respond to pain, tiredness and confusion. The older Salazar didn't even flinch as his younger brother's stomach content soiled his clothes and it's acid smell hit his nostrils.

"calm down" Caesar repeated wiping Rex's chin with his long green sleeve "just don't deactivate your hand yet"

But the teenager even if heard the words didn't grasped the their initial meaning and right after the plea was spoken - Rex deactivated his weapon.

The nurse standing nearby closed her eyes and turned her head in horror as blood suddenly gushed from Rex's, now normal, hand - the wide piece of skin, which seconds ago was an orange colored metal part, was loosely hanging from the hand and forearm exposing bleeding flesh underneath.

Holiday was watching horrified as Caesar was trying to seize the situation: calm trashing Rex with comforting gestures and words, stop the bleeding and shout commands at dumbstruck nurses.

Now Holiday understood the mistake. Recollecting Rex behavior from just seconds ago. She hurt his charge badly on both mind and body. She tried to remember why she wanted to do this experiment so badly - why she thought that it was a good idea. Why she didn't ask Caesar - who, all in all, knew Rex better than her.

The answer scared her... three PhD's and she was still an idiot.

Before anyone could react the female scientist dashed from the room.