Total Weirdo- We may or may not find out that the bike may or may not be Six's... probably in this chapter. Anyway, lol.
Spark-Thank you! lol It felt good, so hopefully I did well. I should find out the score Tues.
GHandB10Fan- I'm completly fine with talking and chatting and stuff online; it seems so much easier than real life half of the time. I think I'm taking the hardest classes at school (just b/c of Bio). Thanks for the feedback on that Rex piece lol. It was the last thing I was able to do. Since school, I haven't had much time for drawing. I've been working on a Holiday picture (from Breakeven; with telekinesis awesomeness); but I've never actually got around to finishing it. It's still sitting there lol. Rebellious Rex is fun. His brother is Van Kleiss (the actual dude in the show) and we'll probably touch back on it at some point. A lot of people didn't catch that, so I'm going to have to explain it better somehow. Someone told me the 'Van' part was just a title and that might be screwing with people's heads. Thanks a ton for the test luck; I fear I may need it. And thanks a lot for the awesome review. ^.^ I try to respond to all of them.
You know what squirrels smell like? That might be a rather odd and obvious question for some people, but whether it's b/c I'm just from the south or I've had a pet squirrel before (her name was Daisy), I do happen to know what a squirrel smells like. (A musky pine scent lol) Anyway, there was some dew on the ground at campus this morning and instead of that green, water smell... I smelt squirrel... the whole campus smells like squirrel... But it's cool, I like that smell. (Smells like my cat, too lol.)
Ok, enough babbles.
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Most people have a little voice in the back of their head that tells them what to do and what not to do, called a conscience. This is what Rex's conscience was saying.
GAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH! NO NO! NO! BAD! NO!
He visibly gulped. "Uh, guys," he said, slightly shaking, trying to get the attention of the other two, "I mean, I'm not exactly old enough to go in there anyway and it would seem so much easier if I could just meet this guy somewhere else, I mean-"
Rex realized it was better to talk to a wall. The other man had disappeared and the blonde held open the door, still glaring at the teen, who had unconciously started ringing his hands.
He decided to try a different approach. "What if I don't go?," he asked.
The pretty boy moved his jacket aside to show his gun, "We drag you in."
"Oh," the teen said, still ringing his hands and starting to sweat a little, "That's pretty."
Ok, a new question. What was scarier? Six or the gun? Six... or the gun?... With a gun, they could shot him... Six could... do anything... But they can still shot him... Well, he had fought with Six a few times, he could probably take him. Without his powers?
"Know what?," he eventually said, deciding on something, "At least I know Six. Rather die by a guy that I know than... Oh crap, I don't even know his name..."
The blonde stared at him, "... What?"
"Nothing! Nothing," Rex sighed and took a deep breath of air, "Let's get this over with."
He walked past the man and into the room. As the blonde closed the door, still confused, he mumbled, "Yeah, let's." He started to walk, only to almost run into the kid.
Rex's eyes darted across the room a few times. No green suit. No shades. No ninja. No Providence. It was just regular people, dressed in regular clothes, getting regular paychecks, with regular lives. He checked across the room again, just one more time.
There were a few tables in a corner where a few people sat in a party. Some tables were laid out in the center, where random people were sitting. The actual bar housed a few men, some chatting, some drinking, some just there. Another corner was empty. The back had a few pool tables out and... a few people that Rex recognized from that morning. They glanced over at him and walked out the back door.
The blonde pushed him from behind, "Let's go, kid."
Rex calmly followed and was surprised to feel disappointed. Yes, he was happy that he wouldn't get a katana through his brain, but... Six wasn't there. As he walked pass the barstools, he gave another half-hearted look towards the bartender, who was an old looking man talking with another. No, none of them were Six. It wasn't his bike. They weren't looking for him.
It felt like his fears were confirmed, eventhough that was hardly enough evidence to prove otherwise, but he couldn't help the feeling pooling in his chest.
The blonde placed his hand on Rex's shoulder, to make sure he wasn't planning on stopping again. Once they were by the door, he opened it and pushed Rex back outside, to the back alley of the bar.
The teen walked out to the center of the alley and looked over at the scene before him, momentarily forgetting his other problems.
There were at least twenty men talking amongst themselves, each of them scary looking and buff enough to the point that you really don't want to have their fist embeded in your face, but only one of them actually stuck out from the rest. His outfit only differed from the others by the white, leather jacket he wore, with gray fur at the neck, but what was really noticable about him was his long white hair and ice blue eyes.
The man leaned up with a smile to get a closer look at Rex. The others immediately went silent at his movement and all turned to look at the teen as well, who was starting to get a little uneasy. Now that he wasn't worried about the agent lurking around a random corner, he was worried about the obvious illegal gang that was probably going to kill him... just to get a kick out of it.
"This is him?," the man in white said, with a smirk, "You said he mugged you all and let Rick get away."
So, Rex had taken their wallets. That's how karma works. Besides, he needed some sort of reward for saving that guy.
The man raised an eyebrow, "He's just a kid."
The blonde spoke up, "I'm telling you, Larry. I don't know how he did it, but this kid kicked our asses. He might be an Evo or something, but he didn't show any-."
Rex couldn't take it anymore. Trying to hold back the snickers, he said, "Your name's Larry? The big, bad crime boss's name is Larry?"
"Hey!," Larry screamed at him, "Shut up!"
"Ok, ok," the teen said, acting scared now. The best way to disarm your opponents is to make them believe that they have the upper hand and control of the situation. If he needed to, he could get out of there... but it was a little too funny to just leave right now. Besides, they had guns.
Larry started talking again, "I guess the kid does have guts... or he's an idiot. What's your name, squirt?"
Squirt? Is he serious? "Well, it's not as lame as Larry, I'll tell you that right now." He really didn't mean to make a comeback out of it, but he just couldn't help it.
"Look, kid," the blonde said, turning to get in his face, "We're offering you a way to better yourself. You really wanna mess that up?"
"Better myself?," he asked. What were these guys? Army recruiters?
The pretty boy smiled. "A lot of money and rewards in our line of work, kid," he said, "We could use someone with your talents."
"Yeah, I bet you could," he mumbled, "Look, I appreciate it and everything, but I'm doing pretty good on my own right now."
Larry spoke up from the group, "We aren't asking kid," he told him, "If you don't join us, then you might end up getting in our way and we can't let that happen."
The blonde leaned closer, flipping out his knife. "Our policy is join or die," he smirked.
"My policy's cure, contain, or kill," Rex responded, "and you can't really top that."
The blonde scowled, "What's your answer?"
"Let me think about it," he said, recieving an eyebrow raise from everyone else.
Well, he wasn't about to join these nutjobs, but he wasn't too keen on the whole dieing option. He couldn't use his powers or it'll alert Providence, but, once again, there was the dieing option. There was the running away thing, but they had guns and out of about twenty of them, Rex was fairly sure that at least one would hit their mark. He could fight... but he'd never win against twenty plus men with knives and guns.
Then again, for some reason, he just wasn't all that scared. Maybe he could wing this.
He still kept silent, though, just to see how long the others were going to stare at him, completly confused.
Larry was the first one to shake his head, "Just waste him, already!"
"Sorry, kid," the blonde said, " and thanks for the 'no face' thing."
"Anytime," Rex smirked, as the pretty boy quickly pulled back his fist.
The teen cringed, but only felt wind fly by his face and see another fist hit the blonde square on the nose. The pretty boy fell back on the ground, unconcious, while the rest of his group gaped at the scene and the newcomer.
Rex just stared down at the blonde. "I wasn't going to punch him," he complained and looked over to his savior.
"I know," Six said, "That's why I did it."
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YAY! How awesome is that, huh? It's pretty awesome!
It's also a little short (as compared to the last few chaps), but, still, awesome! Six just rocks, that's all there is to it. Anyway, Six isn't in his suit anymore, so that'll explain why Rex didn't notice him in the bar. That's in the next chap, though.
Doesn't Larry just... make you wanna punch him? lol He's actually going to be a fun character and might reoccur for reasons that you'll see in either the next chap or the one after that.
ANYWAY! New episode tonight! Called 'Gravity'. According to DirecTV, Zag-RS starts taking control of the nanites and it's going to be SO AWESOME! AWESOME! GAH!
Gawd, I'm on chapter 37... wow, that's... just wow... I'll hit 50 before I know it lol.
Awesome is, like, my favorite word... b/c it's awesome...
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