Ok, well, everyone keeps saying her eyes are green, but I can't go back & change it now. We're getting (kinda) close to the end. Besides, it's a fanfic. Either replace the word 'brown' with 'green' or imagine them brown... I don't really care. lol Anywho! Sorry, about that. On with the fic!
Edit: You are all right. They are green. But I'm still not going back to change it, now.
doodle- Yay! I converted someone! lol Anywho, Bobo hasn't been in it, cuz... I have no idea really. I kinda forget about the monkey. Poor dude. He'll be around later.
We have hit 100 reviews! OMGosh! Thanks to KaiThePhaux for being 100th! & a huge thanks to everyone who reviewed! =D I still can't believe this fic has so much success. Thank you, everyone for reading!
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A voice cracked into the reciever that he, accidently, kept in his ear. "Rex."
The teen ignored it. He was currently on the Rex Ride, traveling down the middle of a desert, the sun hot on his back. It wasn't the first time he had escaped from Providence, but, lately, his escapes had been for good reason.
"I know you can hear me, Rex."
That was one of the many 'good reasons'. Six had changed, dramatically. Some days, he would be loving, protective, even fatherly. On other days, he was much worse than before. Unemotional, uncaring, and, when it came to Evos, inhumane. This was one of Six's good days.
"You need to come back."
Rex decided that he might as well reply. "You sound like it's my choice."
"I'm trying to leave it up to you," his voice said.
"Except, it's not up to me," he replied, "not really."
The agent sighed on the other line. "Either you come to me," Six said, "or I'm coming to you."
The teen looked around the miles of empty wasteland. Sure, there were a few plateaus and such, but a Providence craft should be noticeable. "Wait," Rex said, still looking around, "where are you?"
"About a mile away from you," the voice cracked back in, "I can see your dust trail."
Leave it to Six to sneak up on me in the freaking desert.
"How did you do that?," the teen asked, a little agitated.
He could pratically hear Six smile on the other line. "Do what?"
He must have brought his bike.
Another way Six had changed since... all of that. The agent had become pretty reckless. One of the most obvious examples was his newest purchase. A white Kawasaki Ninja motorcycle. Once Rex layed eyes on it, he was in love. Though, the man made it impossibly difficult for anyone to get near it, especially Rex.
Six had stopped wearing his jacket and tie, he didn't even wear a helmet on his new 'crotch rocket'. The teen was expecting, any day now, for the man to show up wearing jeans and leather with a Guns 'n' Roses tattoo... maybe with some piercings or something. It didn't matter how much the man changed, though. He had still held on to those shades.
Probably 'cause his eyes are blood shot.
"Rex."
Suddenly, he felt like he was in trouble, but then, quickly realized that Six was still at least a mile away... or so he thought. Rex kept looking over his shoulder, starting to get a little paranoid.
"You should watch where you're going."
Rex snapped his head back to face the front.
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"Would you stop doing that!," he could hear the boy scream through his receiver.
It was just way too fun messing with Rex, lately. He just couldn't resist.
Six was leaning against the bike, watching Rex's trail about a mile from him, and getting further away. He couldn't see Rex, but, when he saw that the trail had slowed a little and became a little crooked, he had figured the boy was looking around for him.
"Stop doing what?," he casually asked.
The teen gave an aggravated scream on the other end. "Nevermind!," his voice cracked in, "Just... nevermind!"
The trail was still getting further away.
"Is there anywhere, in particular, that you're headed?," Six asked.
"Do you see that dust cloud?," the teen asked.
"What direction?"
"I'm not a compass!"
"The sun, Rex."
There was a silence on the other end, in which he swore that he could hear Rex face-palm. "Uhh," his voice cracked, hoping Six wouldn't call him on it, "looks like east."
Six looked east... then he looked west. "Yeah, I see it," he said, not even going to say anything.
"The closer I get," the teen said, "the more solid it looks. I think it's an Evo."
"Leave it," Six told him.
"Leave it?"
"It's in the middle of nowhere, Rex," he explained, "It's not going to hurt anything out here."
"Well, yeah," the boy argued, "but it's huge. We're going to have to deal with it sooner or later. Might as well be now."
"You're just trying to waste time," he plainly stated.
"That, too."
Six sighed and looked back over at the dust cloud. It was odd, for something like that to be out there. Plus, he figured Rex needed to let off some steam, anyway.
He leaned off of the bike, about to get on. "Alright. I'm coming to you, then."
"Bet I'll get there first," Rex's overly excited voice patched through.
Bet you do, too.
Considering the kid was about three miles closer than Six, he didn't take the bet. That didn't mean he couldn't contribute to the race, though. He hit the clutch, pumped the gas and was off.
After everything that had happened, he figured that he might as well use some of that well earned hazard pay on himself. Holiday never approved of something like this. 'Bad influence on Rex' she would say, or 'you might hurt yourself'. Deep down, he knew that this was just one of those things to make himself believe she was never there. Either that, or his recent feeling of 'wanting to die', had manifested itself into a Ninja. Then again, he figured, what the hell. That damn bike was fun.
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Rex was finally close enough to be able to see it's shape, when the Evo spotted him and disappeared. All of the dust just flew away.
The teen retracted the Rex Ride and slid to a halt
Looking around, he asked himself, "where did it... go?"
The ground started shaking and random limbs of the Evo, tentacles and arms, broke through to the surface. He could even hear it roar.
The earth beneath him started to crumble and he quickly changed to the Boogie Pack, just in time to get out of one it's arms reach. He raced through the maze of limbs and managed to look behind him. The main body of the Evo had surfaced through, roaring. Rex quickly recongized it.
"I changed my mind!," he screamed in the receiver dodging another tentacle, "I wanna go home!"
"What? Why? What happened?"
"I don't really wanna talk about it," he replied, looking back just in time to see the Evo dissolve and burst into dust.
He landed on the ground, looking wildly in every direction, when he heard Six pull up beside him.
"What happened?," he asked again, noticing Rex's crazed state.
"I'm not...," the boy answered, in between breaths, "really sure."
The ground started to shake again.
"Umm," Rex said, looking over at the agent, "Run." Then, he quickly flew off in the other direction.
Six glanced back long enough to see a giant Evo arm burst out of the ground.
Running's good.
He spun the bike on a dime & quickly caught up to Rex.
The Evo's other limbs burst through the ground, effectively making them both dodge for their lives.
"Good job, Rex," the agent said, still dodging, "You managed to make it mad, good work."
"I didn't do anything," he defended, "I think it just recognized me."
Recognized you?
A few feet ahead, the ground started to crumble. Rex stopped, so Six quickly braked beside him. The main body burst through the ground and the man felt his jaw drop.
"It's-," he tried to talk, but nothing would come out.
Rex finished for him, "the same one."
He found his voice, "The one that took her."
It roared and one of it's arms lunged for Six, who ditched the bike. He jumped away from it just in time to watch the Evo grab it and throw it behind them. It landed about ten miles away.
Both Rex and Six watched the whole thing in agony. It flew up, flew far, then crashed into the ground. They were still staring at the smoke it created, when Six darted his eyes over to the boy. Rex's eyes slid over to his partner's shades.
"I never got the chance to ride it," he whispered.
"You were never going to ride it," he responded.
One of the tentacles shot out to Six, who quickly turned and cut it off, the katana virtually coming out of nowhere. With a swish of his arm, he brought out his second blade.
"You plan to fight that thing?," Rex said, completely taken aback.
He looked over at the teen. "From what I remember," he said, "this thing works for Van Kleiss."
Six looked back up at the Evo, "I plan to kill it."
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Sorry for the slight delay. I was busy today... that rhymes... hehe.
Anywho! Six's ride 'was' a white Kawasaki Ninja ZX-6R. Spiffy looking little thing. I've been thinking that Six needs some form of wheels, anyway. Before anyone says, IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN GREEN, like her eyes and his suit and what-not, it's white b/c it looks Providence-ified like that. Look up a picture, they look neat.
Urmm, I think that's all. Reunion in the next chap.
R&R