Chapter 3
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Seven quickly sped down Providence's corridors. Headed for Rex's room. The teenager mercenary rounded several halls slipping past Providence agents, ignoring gossip and whispers. After maybe eight minutes of walking, climbing flights of stairs, and taking elevators, Seven arrived in the sleeping quarters and knocked on Rex's door. It wasn't answered so the blue eyed teen pushed in the override code to the room and the door opened. She strolled in to see Noah, Rex, and Bobo all playing some sort of video game that included tanks, fighter jets, and gunfire.
"We having debriefing in thirty minutes Rex." Seven informed her partner, before nodding at the blonde, "Hey Noah."
"WHAT!? Uhhhhggg, nooooooo. I hate debriefing, soooooooooo boring. Can you take this one for me Seven?" Rex pleaded.
"Hey Seven." Noah barely acknowledged the girl, absorbed in the game.
"Rex, I took the last one, can't you do go to this? Sure Six is there, but it's nice having someone my age around." The ninja teen pleaded back.
"Seven please, I owe you! Four now! Not including you times you've saved my life, but pleeease do it once more and save me from death by boredom."
"Rex. You promised. Name one time I've ever broken a flipping promise to you."
"Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-"
"But Rex-"
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-"
"It's not fair!"
"PLEEEEEEEEEEEEE!-"
"FINE! But you own me big time! You know that I'm all about the score!"
"ThankYou!ThankYou!ThankYou!ThankYou!"
"Alright! Alright! Don't get you goggles in a twist." Seven rolled her eyes and walked out.
"You sure are a charmer." Noah sarcastically faced his friend.
"I know, you have permission to bask in the glory of my awesomeness." Rex grinned and placed his hands on his hips.
"So you wanna get started on that new video game?" Noah held up his game controller.
"I've got a better idea. How does entering the enemy's bunkers sound?"
"All depends on where and what the enemy's bunkers are." Noah raised a cautious eyebrow.
"Trust me Noah. You will not regret this!" Rex smiled evilly and rubbed his hands together.
Later . . .
"Holy crap Rex! I totally regret this! Sneaking into Seven's room while she's in debriefing is so not cool man! Sure she may be smoking hot, and completely sexy but she's your partner!" Noah whined as the three stooges snuck into the Seven's room.
"Chill goldilocks. Rex and I do this several times a week. You won't believe what we found last week when going through her drawers." The primate grinned.
"What did you find?" Noah gazed around the big room and walked over to a modern looking vanity table.
Bobo yanked open a certain drawer and picked up gray sports bra, "Just wait till you see the pink one." Bobo snickered and tossed it at Noah, causing the blonde to squeal and leap away from the undergarment. Rex trotted over to the drawer and rummaged around, "Aha. Here it is, that grand prize winner!" Rex presented a light pink bra with black lace. "Think I'd look good in it?" Rex held it up to his chest.
"Hm, not the right shape for your figure," Noah simpered before turning back to vanity table, and tried to figure out how to open the handle-less drawers.
"Dude, watch and learn." Rex placed his hand o the drawer and released a nanoscopic charge, telling the drawer to open. The drawer beeped and whooshed open with a hiss of air compression. The drawer revealed several finely placed knifes and daggers. Noah walked over to Seven's closet and slid open the door.
"Ooooooh. Check it out!" Noah pulled out yellow sundress from the closet and looked at the label, "It appears Seven has good taste. Juicy Couture."
"Dude?"
"Hey, don't jude me, there are not a lot of guy magazines to go through in my sister's place!" Noah crossed his arms and snorted.
Rex walked over to the closet and bent down, looking at her shoes, "Holy crap! FANGIRLING! She has stilettos!" Rex triumphantly held up some sexy heels.
"I WANT THEM!" Bobo tried grabbing the shoes but Rex held the out of his reach. Rex placed them back correctly, everything was color coated.
"Girl must have OCD, like the organized kind." Bobo looked at color coordinated closet(ha ha alliteration).
"Noah check this out," Rex went through a small bookshelf, his fingers fluttering over books. Rex hovered over all the names of the book, The Ultimate Encyclopedia of World's Most Famous Assassins In All History: Special Edition, The Unabridged Encyclopedia of Weapons Care, Collector's Swords, Encyclopedia of Zen Spirit, The Seven Chakras Explained, All About Chi, 1,099 Ways To Use a Knife, Aura - Spirit of The Body and Mind, The Bourne Identity, The Bourne Supremacy, The Bourne Ultimatum, all the twelve James Bond novels, and several other books including The Extensive Encyclopedia of Pressure Points and Manipulation, Most Deadly Things Known to Mankind, A Digital Frontier, and 707 Ways To Flay A Person. A small book was pushed in further back. "That's interesting. This book doesn't have a title," Rex's fingers closed around a worn looking leather book.
The book slid into his hands, Rex ran his finger ran his gloved finger along the delicate cherry blossom etchings all over the worn leather cover and spine. It was a leather book with a tiny strip in leather wrapping around it several times. Rex noticed a carefully imprinted design entangled with the swirling cherry blossoms. The Hispanic squinted, trying to make out the pattern, Rex twisted and turned the book various ways trying to figure out the symbol. Rex finally held it at arms length and the pieces came together, it was a number 7, written in a boston truck style font, looking very elegant tangled within the cherry blossoms, Rex moved it farther away and realized there were some hidden hexagons, with Rex knew from Cezar, was the symbol for Morphs. "Hey you guys, check this out." Rex called over the two trouble makers.
"Rex what is that?" Noah asked taking the book from Rex's hands and turning it over, "Hmm, no title. Weird." Noah handed it to the monkey.
Strangely, the primate held the book to his nose and took in a deep whiff, "Smells like plumerias and the seashore, must be something pretty important if it smells like her."
Both teenager gave Bobo a skeptical look before Noah hit himself of his forehead, and shook his head, "I can't believe I didn't see this before. You guys, this is a journal."
"Oooooh, Seven's secret diary." Bobo laughed.
"Un diario. Interesante." Rex rubbed his chin staring down at the book.
Bobo began unwrapping the twines of leather. "Idiota! Siete nos va a matar si lee esto!" Rex slapped the leather book to the ground hissing in Spanish.
"Translation?" Noah raised his eyebrow.
"Seven will have our heads if we read this, it's like imagining her in a yellow polka-dot bikini, and then she slaps you across the face." Rex quickly began to freak out. "Uh Noah?" Rex waved his hand in front of Noah's eyes, realizing he was picturing Seven in a bikini.
Rex slapped him across the face and Noah slapped him back, before they both glared at each other, rubbing their faces.
"It's not like she's going to figure it out, she's in a meeting right? We have like an hour and thirty minutes tops. Debriefing is never short." Noah stuffed his hands in his pockets.
"But it's just so pervy!" Rex whined shivering.
Bobo picked up the book and snickered, "Oh please chief, it's not like any guy doesn't fantasize about her. Or dream about being locked in a closet for five minutes with her. Or wish for seeing her nake-"
"Dude, please stop with the graphic images." Noah said.
"Well . . . What does it hurt to take a peek?" Rex snatched the book and finished unwrapping the leatherback.
Rex walked over to the girl's bed and sat down, the male gently pulled back the cover revealing a page covered with an incredible doodle and a note written on blue paper fluttered out and landed on Rex's lap. Rex noticed the pretty swirly cursive handwriting scrawled elegantly across the note. "Close The Book, The Things In Here Are Disturbing, Classified, And Incredibly Personal. Put Down The Book And No One Will Get Hurt. No Exceptions. That Includes You, 7." Rex read aloud. "Oooh, disturbing. COOL!" Rex flipped to the next page, revealing several incredible sights.
An stunningly realistic picture of Seven's horse, Sable was revealed, drawings of his legs, head, neck, mane, and tail were perfectly sketched across the page. All drawn in charcoal or graphite, with perfect shading, catching the shadows, muscles, and body of the horse. Underneath every drawing there were small descriptions. "WHOA." Noah's eyes flickered across the page. "Who's the horse?"
"Seven's best friend and bonded pair. But he turned full EVO," Rex explained, his thumb groping the page. Another small slip of paper revealing the new Sable, the one Rex just described. The three stooges quickly flipped through the pages gazing at the realistic pictures of the the infamous Six. Sketches of Six, Five, IV, Trey, Dos, and a muscular man with light eyes and hair adorned the pages. With many, many, pictures of Six and the muscular fair skinned guy.
"Rex who's that guy?" Noah asked Rex pointing at the muscular man with kind, calm, light hair and eyes, yet still a fairly stoic expression.
"I think that's Seven's sensei, One. But she considers him more of a shīfu."
"Uh gazuntite?!" Noah replied.
"No shīfu. Like the Chinese word for teacher and father. Learned that from her." Rex explained, slightly jealous.
"We could start geeking or keep snooping." Bobo impatiently turn the page and screamed. A picture of very familiar man in green was drawn being murdered with the title NIGHT TERRORS.
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