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I notice I use "com" a lot, especially in this chapter. I'm not sure if it's the official abbreviation, but for those of you who have no idea what I'm talking about, when I say com, I mean the communicator that Rex or the other agents have in their ears. I also refer to it as an ear-piece. Happy reading.
Generator Rex : Loss – Part 14
Swishing through the lab door, Holiday pushed a loose tendril of hair away from her face. It was the middle of the night and here she was, at Providence. She wouldn't have been here at all if she could have helped it, but her bag was sitting on her chair with her car keys nestled inside.
After being cornered by Six in the Petting Zoo, Holiday hadn't returned to the lab. She couldn't force herself to feel like working, and there was a chance that she would run into Rex, so she had escaped, biding her time at lunch and hiding away in a store.
She entered and the lights flickered on. The sight that greeted her stopped her dead in her tracks. There was a mess of papers on the floor and the faint smell of smoke in the air. What the hell had happened? Stooping to pick some up, she noticed her table had also been shifted from its original position. Who had been in here and why hadn't the alarm sounded?
Finally gathering all the loose papers and putting them onto her now messy desk, Holiday spotted the slim, white, paper cup on the edge of a different table. Approaching it with a cautious hand, she lifted the cooled cup to eye level. The rich smell of coffee wafted from the small hole in the lid and she gave a wary smile. Did Six get this for her? But wasn't he angry?
Twisting the cup around, she narrowed her eyes at the messily scrawled message and crooked smiley face. "Cheer up. – The awesome and incredibly macho man" Holiday's head snapped to the disturbed desk and the pile of papers. She had left Kager's case file on her desk, forgetting to store it properly or take it home. It should still be there unless –
She frantically shuffled the papers, banging open drawer after drawer. No such luck. It was gone, most likely along with Rex, who had, no doubt, upon seeing it, decided to go check out the guy who had abused the girl.
Her com rang and Holiday's hand flew up to accept the call.
"Rex?!"
"… No. I was going to ask if he was with you, but I see you don't know where he is either. I can't contact him." Six's voice came through the speaker and she sagged against the edge of the table.
"Six… the case file on Kager is missing. I think he found it and went looking for him."
There was silence on the other end, interrupted after a few seconds by Six's, "understood" and a click, signifying the end of the call. Holiday closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Not again.
"Oh Rex… please be okay."
…
A tinny snatch of rock music cut through the air as Rex flew towards the destination. He continued zooming forward while rummaging through his pocket, emerging triumphantly with a phone.
"Yeah?"
"Hey, Rex!"
"Oh, what's up Noah?"
"Dude, where are you? I thought you were coming over to make game plans. My date is tomorrow! Claire is going to kill me if I don't have something great planned out."
"Uhh…" Rex had entirely forgotten and he racked his brain for a good excuse. "Well I'm sort of – "A shrill beeping cut him off and he sighed in relief. "Hold on, Providence calls. "Rex ignored Noah's frantic protests and pressed the accept call button on his earpiece.
"Hello?"
"Re- "The voice cut off and Rex paused, tapping the unresponsive com.
"Hello? Doc? Six? Providence…?"
The com stayed silent. Shrugging, Rex looked back at his phone. Like the ear-piece, only dial tone greeted his ears.
"Qué what…?"
He checked the phone log and it showed that Noah had hung up or was disconnected. Had he gotten tired of waiting? Rex was only away for a second so it didn't seem likely. Pursing his lips, Rex's finger hovered over the redial button, only to be suddenly jerked away as his wings gave out.
"Wha- Ahhh!" Without warning, he plummeted towards the ground. Clenching his fists, Rex struggled to rebuild his wings, letting out a yell of frustration. Half built wings and sparking wiring stutteringly sprouted from his back, giving him enough lift to drop safely to the ground with a bounce before again falling apart.
"Owwww! Ay, caray!" Small clouds of dirt puffed off from Rex's jacket and pants as he patted himself off, checking for damage. He focused power into his arms, but other than a weak, blue glow, his arms remained as they were before. What was going on?
He tried giving Holiday a call, but the attempt failed immediately, the usual accompanying waiting beep nowhere to be heard. He gulped and tried to contact Six, resulting in the same silence. This was a pretty bad scenario. No powers, no way to contact anyone; the only way to get home was the many mile walk back to Providence. Maybe he should have told someone he was coming here before hand.
After waiting for a few, long minutes, Rex finally sighed and began walking in the direction he came from, only to trip over one of his discarded, broken wings.
"Arg!" About to get up and kick the stupid thing away, he paused with his hand on the ground. A tingle ran through his fingers and he withdrew quickly. There was a large current of power running underneath the dirt. Rex furrowed his brow and took a few steps to his left, crouching down and testing the ground again. Nothing. What was happening now? Keeping his hand on the ground, Rex shuffled back to the power source. Now that he really examined it, there was a current that seemed to be flowing in a certain direction. Curious, Rex set off, every so often stopping down and checking the power, walking into the lengthening darkness.
The moon had risen a few more feet in the night sky before Rex finally struck gold. Seconds ago, he had stumbled onto the end of the power source. His fingers curled into a fist of apprehension and excitement. This was it. The only reason for a power source as strong as this one to be out in the middle of nowhere was to supply something with power that someone wanted hidden; the end of the power line ran straight down. This could be Kager's lab; no one would think to look underground. No wonder Providence hadn't found the lab, even though they had marked this place as a hotspot.
Placing a palm flat on the ground, blue light began spreading from his hand. Rex scrunched his eyebrows and shut his eyes until he heard a hiss to his right.
"Alright! Now that's what I'm talking about."
Out of the ground, a small patch of earth lifted into the air and moved aside, supported by mechanical arms, revealing a small, square hole.
Poking his head through, he viewed what lay within.
"Huh." Rex grunted, staring at the concrete walls, electrical panels and terminals dotted throughout. He apparently was in the smack dab center of a hallway; luckily no one was there to see him. "Six has to see this." He muttered, again tapping his still unresponsive com absentmindedly to see if it was working now. Rex was about to raise his head to try and maybe get a better reception when he hit the slowly closing metal panel that was supporting the earth chunk.
"Ahhh!" Rex teetered at the edge of the hole, but finally lost his balance and toppled into the empty hallway below. Lunging up quickly, Rex watched in dismay as the panel slipped back into its original position. His attempts of opening it up again only left him with sparked fingers.
The dull, muted sound of footsteps slowly approached and Rex frantically hurtled himself through a random door, hoping it would be empty. Holding his breath, he pressed himself flat against the wall, listening as the unknown person came closer. Right outside the door he had just entered, the thumps stopped; the long shadow of legs could be seen from the gap underneath the door.
Okay, so I'm actually almost done with Loss and this is around the time I usually start planning the outline for something new. I have a few ideas on more Generator Rex stuff, so please check out my poll for this. You can find it on my profile, just click my name above.