Forgot to mention this earlier, my friend, Laruna, wrote another GenRex story (Before the End) which is pretty awesome. So, go read that! lol

Kira-chan- XDXD Your serious comment made me laugh.

Shyma- Told ya, you'd spazz XD. Anywho, of course you can use his name (if that means another chapter lol)

Augusta- Yeah, I know. If you think it's a difficult to read, try writing it XD Hopefully, that'll be fixed soon though. (EDIT: It was fixed lol)

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Circe sat against the wall, rubbing her temples, trying to prevent the oncoming headache, as Bobo glared at the door, already having a headache.

Bang

Every time the sound rang through the walls, a few specks of dust would fall from the dark ceiling and the girl's nerves would go straight back to being shot.

Boom

She closed her eyes in an attempt to just block everything out, while she rubbed her temples harder. The loud sound would put her on edge, like she wasn't scared and nervous enough.

Bang

Not to mention, every time, that sound would pound through her ear drums and attack her brain with cement blocks.

Boom

This had been going on for a while now. Surely, he was about to tire out and crash.

Bang

What am I thinking? This is agro-nanny we're talking about.

Boom

Okay, that's it. "Six!," she screamed through the walls, "Stop doing that! You are about to split my head open!"

He didn't reply to her, leaving everything silent. She waited a few seconds, just to make sure, then, as soon as she was about to take a deep sigh of relief, he started again.

Bang

"Six! Stop it!," she screamed again, "You're not doing anything good for anyone, ok! So, just stop!"

The said agent leaned against the door in his cell that he was currently trying to knock down. He had been at this for almost an hour and, while the door made a slight groan against one of his hits, he was panting.

"Circe?," he quietly asked, through the door.

Her annoyed voice answered him, "What?"

"Can you try again?," he asked her, still panting.

"I've tried, like, fifty times, Six," she answered, not about to do her sonic scream in this tiny space again, "What's going on over there?"

He turned back to look at Holiday. "Nothing," he answered, too used to the way Rex freaks out at the slightest thing, "We need to get out."

"What is wrong with her, Six?," she asked seriously again. The girl knew that Holiday was with him, but she also knew that she wasn't responding and that the agent was trying desperately to get her out.

"I don't know," he answered, honestly.

The woman moved her head, stirring awake again. She had been going on and off, since this all started. Six walked over to her and knelt down.

"Chris?," he quietly said, moving hair out of her face.

She looked up at him. "Li," she said, "I'm alright."

Six didn't respond to that. He almost told her she wasn't, but how could he tell her something like that? He almost agreed with her, but he knew she was lying to calm him down. All he said was, "I'm going to get you out of here, alright?"

Holiday sadly looked up at him. "It doesn't hurt anymore, Li," she told him, "I'll be ok."

He just opted to say nothing, almost scared he'd lose it, which would be very bad in this situation. Besides, it was taking all of his willpower to keep his memories back.

There was no way in hell he was going to lose her again. So, instead of responding and thinking about things he shouldn't, Six concentrated on trying to find a way out.

All she could do was watch him sadly. A part of her wanted him beside her, simply because she was scared of what would happen. Except, another part wished that he wasn't there at all. She didn't want him to see her like this, especially at the way he was handling it.

Then, she wondered what he had really gone through when she was presumed dead. Though, Holiday knew that he loved her, she just couldn't see someone like him being, well, that fragile.

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Light.

Oh man, who had the nerve to leave on such a bright light right over someone's head?

Wait. There wasn't a light there. There wasn't a light anywhere.

Must have been out for a while.

Rex groaned as he tried to lean up off of the medical table. Once he swung his legs over the edge and his head slowed down to a minor pounding, he looked at his surroundings.

Yep, Providence all right. Nothing else was that white, black, and sterile. Though, all the lights were out, leaving the moonlight to stream in through the small windows.

He lept off the table, instantly stumbling and being forced to hold on to it.

Must have been out for a long while.

"Ok, man," he told himself, "Don't freak, just try to think back. What happened?"

He closed his eyes and leaned against the table, trying to remember what would have knocked him out so intensely.

Instantly, he fell to his knees. "Circe?," he said out loud. All the memories had rushed back, but they were blurred and out of place, some just didn't make sense.

"What happened?," he asked himself, frantically, "What did I do?" A sound cut him off, since he was on high alert. After looking up, he realized it was the sound of a door swinging loosely on it's henge.

Rex quickly got on his feet and ran to the door, plastering himself against the wall. Slowly, he moved to look out into the hallway, to see no one around and more lights out. He pulled himself back into the room, completely lost.

Something was seriously not right here.

Looking around again, he noticed that his jacket and goggles lay on a counter top. He hadn't even realized that they were missing. Still on alert, he cooly walked over to the counter and pulled his jacket on, when he noticed one of the computers were on.

Showing his panic, he quicky ran over to it, letting his nanites turn the screen on and was about to try to get someone on the line, when the text on the screen caught his eye.

"Bet your lost. Confused, yeah?

Allow me to help.

We have your little group, or the ones that are still alive anyway.

Oh and yeah, that includes the agent.

You decide what to do."

That, followed by cooridnates, did nothing to help his confusion. Rex tried to calm himself and get the facts straight. He attacked his friends with intent to kill. He woke up in a Providence base, that had no power and no personnel. All he had to go by, was the apparent threat flickering on the screen.

What the hell else was he supposed to do?

He wanted answers and, knowing full well this was a trap, those people had them. Going back to Providence's main base was simply out of the question, seeing as how this one looked abandoned. There was no doubt in his mind that White Knight ordered him to be transported to this place.

For the first time in his life, Rex easily escaped a Providence base without looking over his shoulder.

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The bald man stood in the same spot he was left in, arms crossed over his chest, when he felt the wind stir and knew what was coming.

"Yo, Ty!," the younger man yelled, trying to make him jump, but failed.

'Ty' sighed and turned to face the way too bright and smiling face of the man with the braid. "I told you," he said, monotone, "Don't call me that."

"It's better than Tyrone," he replied, making a face at the other man's name.

"No," Tyrone answered, "It's not."

"Whatever," he sighed, "How's the lady doing?"

"She's still kicking," the bald man answered, looking back in front of him, "You were right. That woman's pretty tough."

"Yeah," he said, shaking his head a small smile, "and the agent?"

"He's been making a racket," Ty answered, looking highly annoyed, "I'm almost surprised that he hasn't clawed his way out of those cells yet."

The other man chuckled, then remembered something. "Oh, yeah," he said, with a smile, "Took a bit, but I got grumpy to start talking. Apparently, he didn't think I could take down that base. The kid should be headed here soon."

"Good," he said, "I've been meaning to ask, what ever happened to the so-called 'Van Kleiss'?"

"Oh," the younger man smiled dreamily, then pointed to the door that led to the basements, "Beautiful made quick work of him."

"He's dead?"

"Don't really know, actually," he answered while rubbing his chin, still with the smile. "Anyway, the brat'll be here in thirty minutes or so. Now, you can play with him, but make sure you kill him, alright? I want him dead at whatever cost."

"That's the part I'm looking forward to," Tyrone grimaced.

"Good, good," the other man said, the wind picking up again, "Don't mess up or, well, you know." With another chuckle, he disappeared.

Tyrone looked straight forward, then suddenly heard a metallic boom in the distance. He closed his eyes in annoyance.

The agent was at it again.

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Yeah, I know it's short, but my brain has been fried for the last two days. College isn't that hard, but I'm still a nervous, worry-wart. I think I'll be fine when I get used to it, but until then... yeah. I've just been hugely stressed. (hints for you people that are going to go one day... BOOKS R PRICEY & so is food)

Anywho, next chap should be another fight (Rex Vs. Tyrone, obviously).

I have NO IDEA when I'll update. (I only have two classes tomorrow, so I'll work on it then) The next chap is planned to be kinda long, so we'll see.

Oh & Laruna came with the name 'Tyrone' for me. It fit him better than all of my guesses, so that's what I went with.

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