Chapter 4
Warning! This Chapter Is Gory!
"Holy crud that is scary." Rex stared at his mentor howling in pain as his limbs were broken and snapped, with a knife piercing his flesh. Rex flipped to the next page, showing more of the most deadly people with their limbs being torn off, pricked, shot, and a very disturbing one of Six with flesh torn and scattered everywhere. But the most bone chilling part of these pictures was the accuracy.
The page had an image drawn as if someone was looking down at their hands covered in blood and in the picture next to it, a young girl peering into a shattered mirror with tiny freckles, long tresses of black hair, and lightly shaded eyes. The girl was petite and sketched in a long nightgown splattered with a dark shade, scratches across her face and a dark wet dagger in her hand. Behind her laid several bleeding bodies. But the look in her eyes was some special, innocence. Rex kept staring at the girl in the portrait. He could not tear his eyes away from the innocence that seemed to say, look away, I dare you. Luckily, Noah turned the page breaking Rex's trance the page read in bold and strong letters, RECENT.
They opened the next page and were disturbed by a horrific image, Rex laid dead on a concrete floor with a bullet hole in his forehead oozing out blood, face and body covered in scratches and gashes. His arms bound in duct tape, and a strip of tape across his lips, as tears streamed down his face. The Hispanic stared down at his own picture in this girl's journal and gulped at the truth of it, the fact that it looked real.
"Well that's a little…." Noah didn't finish his sentence and stared at his friend.
"Flattering somewhat." Bobo jealously said.
"How is a drawing of me dying flattering?" Rex's voice cracked.
"I haven't seen one picture of me in this journal yet, chief." Bobo crossed his arms.
Rex rolled his eyes and averted his attention back onto the book. Rex quickly turned the page to be met by another disturbing image, Rex, Cezar, Doctor Holiday, and Six, hung by their wrists and each had gags in their mouths. Six had his white shirt torn open and his flesh was cut down to the bone, you could see the layers of skin, the white torn muscle, ripped veins, and cracked ribs. Holiday's eyes were wide open mouth lightly ajar, throat slit and black and blue bruises littered her legs. Perfectly shaded hair tumbled around her shoulders, soaked in blood. Cezar had small ice crystals coating his bare hands, and a deep gash reaching from across his left eyebrow and feathered down over his nose and around to his right ear. The blood from the wound was frozen and his eyes were glazed over in ice, next to him laid Rex again, wrists slit, neck and cheeks charred, as if someone had poured kerosene all over, and dropped a match on him and let it grow. His goggles collecting blood around his neck, clothes burnt and ashen. The three boys were all silent staring down at the victims on the pages.
Rex gulped as he quickly turned the page, seeing the mutated EVO Sable screaming in pain, elegant legs snapped and broken as he rolled off a cliff into a deep gorge with sharp rocks below. A pale outstretched arm was also in the picture, and long curly black locks hanging down. On the next page it was the perspective of someone falling black hair swirling around them, arms outstretched, falling into the dark black nothingness where Sable had just fallen. It seemed as if the person had just hurled them self off of the same cliff, the thought of not being with the horse mortifying them.
Rex gasped at the next pictures, in horror, as he watched himself attack and murder Six, and Doctor Holiday, Seven in the background, handcuffed to a pipe that seemed to come out of nowhere. A chunk of his B.F.S. was laying in Six's abdomen, and Holiday seemed to have the remains of a blast castor choking her, and entering her mouth. The next sketch had Rex being punched in the jaw, by Seven, broken handcuffs on her wrists.
Rex turned around and grabbed Seven's arm, slapping her across the cheek, hair flying everywhere. The girl fell to the ground and Rex picked her up stretching he arms out, kicking her in the stomach several times and tossing her aside, leaving her limp and bleeding.
The next picture was if someone was lying on the ground, on their side long hair laid around them, looking into the eyes of Rex. He hovering over the person, gun aimed at the person's head. His playful cocky grin turned for the worse as if he had gone insane and killed everyone. Fragments of metal laid around his feet, suggesting he had just fought someone and was exhausted. Clothes torn, an incision on his arm, one of his eyes bleeding, blood pouring down his cheek, nose bleeding, but still alive.
The next page had Rex turning away from the person, revealing it to be Seven, bullet hole in her head. Her clothes were torn, and her legs were twisted and broken, scratches and slits covered her body pouring out blood. Rex pushed the book off his lap and shivered.
"That was . . . terrifying," Rex shuddered and looked at Noah.
"Dude, the scary thing is that it looks real. But you'd never do that, to anyone." Noah assured the EVO, seeing the fear in his eyes.
"She must've thought we'd read the warning." Bobo looked down at the picture again and flipped the page.
It was labeled, FLORA. Bobo flipped the page to see several fantastic drawings of irises, roses, and several flowers that they could not identify. But under each flower was a small description, and the name, all written in perfect cursive. The pages became a field guide to all flowers, as just about about every flower in a history of flowers showed up. After the flower there were all other kinds of plants, trees, bushes, grasses, and all kinds of vegetation. Each little picture intricate with perfectly sketched design, all incredibly realistic. The boys gazed down at the pictures, occupied with the eccentricity of the drawings.
Bobo flipped to he next section of the book labeled, PROVIDENCE. The first page revealed sketches of the Providence vehicles, the outside and inside, the structures and the equipment kept inside of them. Next the Providence motorcycles, the aerodynamics, features all greatly explain the science, obviously, Seven was obsessed with the technical physics. The next was one of Providence's jump jets, again in full detail, not leaving out a single detail. Right after was the standard hover board. And all of the issued Providence weapons, but after that was absolutely interesting thing they had ever seen.
"Oh, my god, she drew me." Rex stared down at himself, it was like looking into a full scale mirror, every little feature perfectly sketched and designed, and drawn in color. Rex's gloved hands fluttered over each drawing of him for a second. Rex smiled at the description of himself reading every little quote and word.
Rex Salazar is my main partner here at Providence. He is half-Argentinian and half-Mexican, but born in Geneva. Rex is usually overconfident, impulsive, and typically rebellious. He has a quick wit and is constantly making jokes about anything and everything. However, when Rex needs to defend himself, he never holds back. He prefers to smash anything that gets in his way, much to the annoyance of White. Despite this, I think Rex has also shown a selfless side to his personality, he has cured E.V.O.s even at his own risk. I have also noticed an empathetic side in dire situations. Speaks horrible Spanish, but understandable. His family perished in the nanite event, but his brother Cezar escaped. Rex is 16 and a half. Rex is an EVO, just like myself, but unlike me Rex has the ability cure other E.V.O.s of their mutations. He can use his nanites to create variety of machines on his body and to communicate with a variety of machines(see next few pages); he used to work as the "secret weapon" of the Providence. The control of his powers is linked to his emotional state, and his machines break apart in times of low self-confidence, agitation or inner conflict. His powers can also fail when worn-out and tired. Rex had adequate amounts of training, but it doesn't always show, unfortunately. Over time Rex has developed a technopathic ability, kind of like my sensory overloads when something is about to happen. My favorite trait about this kid, is his true sense of loyalty.
"Awww." All three males chorused reading the last line.
"Pft, I'm so not overconfident, or impulsive. Right you guys?" Rex scoffed.
Noah and Bobo burst into laughter, clutching their stomachs. Rex rolled his eyes and turned to the next pages looking at the real life designs of his machines. The first was an incredible picture of Rex with his formed smack hands, and his cocky grin planted on his face. Rex smiled at the profile of this machine.
The Smack Hands are a pair of massive gauntlets that Rex can transform his hands into. They give him incredible strength, allowing him to break through just about anything. Rex can also rotate the Smack Hands when they are balled into a fist; this mode allows the Smack Hands to function as high-powered drills. Rex's favorite weapon for smashing. Trust me, you do not want to get in the way. The page showed a picture of Rex hovering mid air using his boogie pack. Across the next few pages Rex's machines appeared in perfect detail. The next section had Doctor Holiday and a great description along with drawings of Cezar, capturing the funny spikes on the top of his head.
"Still JEALOUS!" Bobo yelled at the book, as if he was expecting an answer,
Rex pouted before turning another page, to see a very familiar character.
"YES! FINALLY!" Bobo danced at the sight of himself in the journal. Bobo was drawn grinning and his cherry pistol sketched over to the side, again with the scientific explanations. "I wanna read my profile," Bobo jerked the book away and his eyes flickered across his description.
Bobo Haha is a talking EVO chimp and Rex's sidekick. The first the I noticed when I met him is, his ignorance. Much to my despise, the primate constantly flirts with me, leaving him with a black eye, or worse. Yet, he seems to be a fun loving guy. Pranks, explosions, and gambling is his technical everyday schedule. Acts somewhat akin to a gangster and has a particular hate towards humans, which he calls sheep. Usually quick to fire during a battle, but is kind of mindless about some of his actions. Several times he has claimed to hate bananas, but I've seen him eating them several times. He has been banned from six different countries, which leaves me slightly impressed, for I have only been banned from five. Another thing I've noticed is, he's not afraid to speak his mind, usually not considering the outcome. The best thing about him, just like Rex, is his fierce loyalty, but not it when it comes to pizza.
That was how the profile was finished, the next couple pages blank. The next section read, PERSONAL.
All three boys grinned and turned the page reading the top of the page, 7/17/01, in a foreign language, words were scrawled across the page, Hier, j'ai eu la terreur pire nuit que j'ai eu depuis des années. Je marchais dans un couloir sombre, un mur éclaboussé de couleur carmin que je savais, c'est instanly sang. A la fin de la salle était un. Il toussait, et bâillonné le sang. Il y avait trois balles dans la poitrine, je savais que par la quantité de rouge sur le sol, il n'allait pas le faire à travers la nuit.
Noah quickly deciphered a few words, classifying it as a romance language, "Rex this is written in French." Noah disappointedly said.
"Well, lets find an entry in Spanish or English." Rex shrugged flipping the pages of the book. Some entries were written in Hebrew, Italian, Arabic, Mandarin, Japanese, Dutch, Russian, Hungarian, Polish, and a lot of Latin. On the journal's pages, you could see the young girl's carefree handwriting turning to a more refined and elegant calligraphy. After five minutes of flipping through pages Rex came across his first Spanish entry. At the top was written 4/26/05. Rex translated the message into English.
Today, I perfected the paralyzing snake venom poison that One was going to put in a vile for safe keeping. I also rode Sable to the east side of the island today, I collected several flowers that I knew Dos wasn't allergic to, and made another seashell, sea glass, and dried daisy necklace for Five, this is the eighth one I've made. Six promised me he'd teach me how to throw knives like him tomorrow, I'm going to hold him to it, no matter what. He also promised me he'd tell me the secret he's been keeping, and I plan on getting it. He also says he's going to fry Sable for breakfast, like those poor slaughtered pigs renamed bacon. So I'm going to tie him up while sleeping. Besides, One says nothing is more adorable than little girl kicking butt. I plan on painting a landscape of the ocean tomorrow, wish me luck, - 7.
"Awwww, so cute. She must have been about ten when she wrote this." Rex figured and smiled over the young person's handwriting. They quickly went back through the book to make sure they didn't miss anything, and realized there was one page after the Spanish one, that was written in English.
6/7/05
Today was sincerely the most significant day of my life. Today is the day where the rest of my life starts. Because today, I killed my first person. I've been training for years in defense, but I never thought I would be so wrapped up in it that it would come to that. I killed three people. Each death different, each one unique. I know the people I killed didn't have any family or people who cared, they were all like me. Orphaned. But, they killed also, what separates me, from those men? 1) I have people who care about me. 2) I focus on what my task is at every moment of the day. And 3) I'm not human. I have secrets that most humans would find horrifying, immoral, and downright, demonic. Yet, I feel the same pain and I learn in similar ways. I got several scars today, some will heal and become my trophies, and some would last forever. - 7
Rex closed he book after they read the last sentence, now knowing why, Seven wanted this book to be a secret.
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