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He waited.
He waited for a poor homeless Spanish teenager to come through the door.
The guy did and sat down on the seat presented to him and looked around at the completely white room.
The teen was here to answer for an ad.
He said. "Okay, to confirm. You are 14 years old, right?"
The teen said. "Yes." Before saying. "When do I get food?"
He said. "I have some biscuits" he got up and got them for the teen, the teen opened it up and acted like he hadn't eaten in days, which he probably hadn't.
This wasn't the western world where everybody was required to have an education, what was important in a place like this was your ability to work.
The teen finally slowed down with the eating and he said. "The Project name is called Providence. I want to make you the most interesting person on Earth"
The teen rose an eyebrow.
He said. "Yes, even more, interesting than Ladybug and Cat Noir true identities. From your look to the people, you hold close. Everything about you will be interesting"
The teen said. "You do know I'm a homeless teenager with no money and the only reason I can read and do add and subtraction is because of richer kids and the occasional adult who takes pity on me, right? I'm a dumbass"
If he managed to get into the school system now, he would have to start with Kindergarten because he would be too stupid to be with his age.
He said. "That is why you will spend an entire summer in a goo that will teach you everything you need to know. And not only that, it will improve your body and will give you something, that I think you of all people would appreciate the most"
The teen was wide-eyed.
He said. "Are you willing to be Rex Salazar from now on? You will be fed, clothed and looked after. You will lack nothing. All you have to do is say yes, to become somebody else" he reached his hand out.
The teen said. "I get no future anyway, so what the heck" he took it and said. "Deal"
And then he magically disappeared.
And where to?
To a space in his head.
The man sighed and said. "Okay, I have all summer to get to Paris and make that compound. Thank goodness for this"
He looked at his system, he continued to invest in the food industry and do missions that made him look like a madman.
However, it was all to live in that sweet compound in Paris.
He worked hard all summer, brought himself a square of buildings in Paris, demolished them and then built that compound.
He made sure, that he was wealthy enough to keep it running.
Having two people live in such a large place shouldn't produce a shocking level of house bills.
In the last leg of Summer, he changed the teen's looks and gave him the thing he promised him.
On the last day of Summer, the teen woke up and there was a clear difference in his eyes, the guy was far more confident now.
He got out a party popper and yelled. "Happy 15th birthday, Rex Salazar!" And then he showed the teen his new face.
The teen said in Spanish. "Holy shit! I'm hot!"
Indeed, the guy was.
He said. "You have the good looks down pat. Now, it's time to dress interesting"
The teen now Rex, eyebrow rose.
And 5 minutes later, Rex came out in clothes that did make him look interesting but not ridiculous.
Rex said. "I look like I own a motorbike"
He said, surprising the teen. "You do own a motorbike and it's the best motorbike in the world, your not going to find anything like it. Come this way"
And Rex followed, all excited for new expensive stuff, the teen was taken to the test track and was confused when the guy saw no cool ass motorbike.
Rex asked him, where it was and he pointed at him and said. "You're the motorbike, Rex. Try envisioning your feet as the best motorbike ever"
The teen rose an eyebrow, but the teen had gotten this far and even got a new face so he did so.
Rex envisioned his dream bike and then it happened.
Computer lines covered his legs and then they transformed into the motorbike of his dream.
A hovering motorbike.
He watched the teen mouth open with a smile.
He said. "Surprise." Getting his attention.
He said. "This is your superpower. No more waiting until your 16 and then be expected to pay all that money and taxes that come with it. You ARE your motorbike. Nobody on Earth can slap rules and regulations on you, for simply using your legs. That would be ridiculous. It's like telling the hero Majestia that she needs to pay air taxes to fly through the air"
Rex was gawking.
He smiled and said. "Simply put, you are now the only person on the planet who owns a hovering bike, can drive it anywhere they like and is only 15 years old. You are now the envy of teenagers everywhere. Enjoy"
Rex's mouth opened wide and gapped before deactivated and then doing it again.
A huge grin began to spread on the teen's face and then he wrapped it up and was off.
Only to crash right into a soft marshmallow barrier, like a mourn.
Rex said in the pile. "I'm okay"
He then watched Rex figure this thing out for 30 minutes while eating a hot croissant which he spread with butter on a plate.
In an hour, Rex was driving around the track as if he was a professional driver.
He could hear Rex enjoying himself, and he was happy for the teen, this sort of thing was special and should be enjoyed.
Rex was out there for 2 hours before coming in all sweaty but satisfied.
He made the teen shower immediately, before taking him to have food, the teen eat the delicious food and when the teen was satisfied that's when he dumped it on him.
A thin manual for drivers.
Rex said. "I thought you said the law can't touch me"
He said. "I did say that, but if you go out there, right now. You're going to kill somebody."
He stunned the teenager.
He said "Just because you don't have to follow signs, doesn't mean, you should ignore them. Everybody else follows signs. It gives the chaos order. What if you crash right into a bunch of school children just crossing the street? Or what if you kill a pedestrian who was just standing outside a shop? Do you think a normal human being can outrun your motorbike? I didn't give you this power just to have, you contact me from jail because you killed 6 people on the way to school"
And Rex winced.
The teen could totally see himself driving like a crazy person and accidentally killing people.
Rex said. "I'll read" opening the book.
He said. "Today, it's all about memorising and putting into play the signs. Tomorrow will be the first day of your new school life. So we're going to make sure, you don't spend your first day in jail"
And they really did spend the day, having Rex memorise enough for now and putting those signs into practice.
He told Rex to call him White Knight, the teen liked the name, it was interesting.
Along with the driving, they came up with his own personal circle.
A best friend with military skills.
A pet monkey who can talk and act like a person.
A guardian who was looked like he worked for a government but dressed in a green suit.
An older brother mad scientists.
A girlfriend who had echo powers.
A hot female doctor who can take a look at his powers.
There must be more, but those were the people close to Rex, making sure his life was interesting.
He agreed, to work on the family Doctor since a school-wide physical exam was coming soon and he wanted to not only show that Rex was rich enough for a personal doctor, she was also smoking hot too.
The next morning, Paris drivers and its streets got a shock, as Rex ran, hopped and drove through them.
Everybody who saw him opened this mouths.
He eventually made it to the school, only to grin when he saw a ramp leading up to an open window.
Why get off and walk in like a normal person, when you can have the most interesting entrance, ever?
So he went up the ramp and jumped through the window shouted. "Woohoo!"
His eyes soon met heads of students and staff turning his way and all of their eyes slowly widening.
Widening because they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
His vehicle hit the ground with a loud noise and gradually came to a halt after several tailspins until he stopped at the front of the set-up stage.
Now completely stopped, he deactivated his legs before the entire schools very eyes.
He slid his goggles up, showing how hot he was and said. "Am I late?"
The entire school was silent then they uproared, over him.
"Holy shit! Somebody amazing came!"
"Did you see that?"
"That was amazing!"
"He came through the window!"
"He's hot!"
"You almost killed us!" Yelled one teacher, struggling to get up.
He said. "Sorry, my bad."
But then another teacher said. "Sorry, is not going to cut it. Detention for the entire week and we will be contacted your legal guardian"
The punishment hit him but he didn't say anything because it been better than being in jail.
He was asked his name, which class he was in and the year and he told them.
Rex Salazar? What an interesting name. Thought everybody.
They were stunned to discover he was in the same last year of the special class but not in the class.
He was directed to his new class, who welcomed him with open arms.
Rex laid in his chair, as the most memorable person here.
Once it was clear, nobody else was coming, the principal took charge, but it was clear, half the courtyard was more interested in Rex than whatever he had to say.
Rex had completely stolen the show.
Then after the assembly, the classes began to clear out, his class went and he found out that his class was on the ground floor.
He entered the classroom and was told to sit in his assigned seat before the register began.
Then class began but thankfully it was first-day stuff however to everybody surprise, Rex didn't keep quiet, he answered and it was all correct, he was the one who finished first and wrote down the correct answers.
Rex Salazar was not a normal teenager, he was a wreckless genius.
Second lesson proved that he was indeed a genius.
Meanwhile, a call was made to White Knight.
White Knight put on a different voice and acted appalled and then promised that it would never happen again.
At break time, he went to the restroom and then his first detention began which had the teen groaning.
The next lesson was Art where Rex continued to show that he was a genius.
At Lunch, he sat down in the cafeteria and his high-class dinner mannerisms were seen in the way he held his fork which was very different than most students.
A lot of students were wondering if he lived in a mansion.
When he finished lunch, he went back to detention.
In detention, he began drawing new machine designs for himself and then it was PE, where he crushed the competition and had the girls squealing.
However, the instant the bell rang, he ran for the front door, jumped out of it and yelled. "Freedom!"
Then he activated his bike and drove out of there when he hit the floor, while the PE teacher and his classmates were speechless.
Rex spent an hour at the nearby arcade, before heading home.
At home, he did homework and watched television, then he had dinner with White Knight.
He showed the man some designs that he made during the day.
However, the man said. "There good designs but I'm not making them. Your power is now up to you. I've already given you a free model for free. If you want to build what you've drawn, you going to have understand how that would work and build it yourself"
It wasn't what Rex wanted to hear, judging by the look on his face.
"You have got to be kidding me!" Said Rex. "I've been struggling my whole life"
"And who's house are you living here rent-free?" He said, shutting the teen up.
White Knight then said. "Rex, I would like for you to meet, the new family doctor. You may come in"
And then the door to their left opened and out came a tall woman with green eyes, black hair done in a businesslike bun with a fringe resting to one side, she wore a lab coat, an orange turtle neck top underneath, a black belt and grey pencil skirt and black boots.
She had the ideal body type and a lovely face.
Rex jaw hit the floor.
She said, smiling. "Hi, Rex. My name is Rebecca Holiday but you can call me, Doctor Holiday."
Rex picked his mouth off the floor and said. "Well, hello and welcome"
Welcome, indeed.