Six was in and out consciousness. He would see a silhouette of someone then back to darkness. When he finally regained consciousness, he felt like someone hit him with a car...which has happened once.

His head was throbbing in pain, might have been caused when Six almost escaped. He bit the evo's arm and was dropped, but Biowulf then bitch-slapped him into a wall. Not his best escape plan. Another thing that was bugging him was that his arms and torso were quite tight. He looked down to see that he was chained to a chair. The chains were tied so tight to him it was difficult for him to breath.

Six was squirming in his tiny chair. His arms were too short for him to reach his shoes. (He learned how to pick a lock with the tip of a shoelace when he was seven.) He then thought that he could jump the next person who came, but then he remembered that his legs were also too short and his years of built up muscles was not there for him. He was officially screwed.

He paused for a moment. He wondered how Biowulf knew it was him. He was shorter. He was less intimidating. He also looked different.

He closed his eyes and thought hard. After pondering for quite some time, he remembered that Biowuld had a good sense of smell. So, he would recognize Six's scent and would find out that he turned young. Should of thought of that.

He shook his head slightly and looked down. He didn't know what Van Kliess was up to, but he knew he was doomed...that was for sure.

Rex sat on a chair. His head was between his knees, hands on top of his head while rocking back and forth.

Rex was panicking. After twenty minutes of the news, he had a panic attack and fainted. People were quite shocked that he was panicking over a little boy but they didn't know the truth. After waking up, he found himself in his room. He left it, when to Six's room and sat on his bed. That was when he was having his little break down.

Rex was feeling so guilty though. He wasn't just guilty that Six was kidnapped, which of course he was, but he was also guilty for not treating Six better. For not listening. He knew that Six was the closest thing to a father to him.

Six trained him. He made sure that no one would harm him, emotionally or physically. He made sure that he would respect others, even if they are asses. Six taught him about lessons in life. Six taught him everything that he needed to learn. And he just waved him off.

The door to Six's room opened and his brother came in. He smiled slightly and sat down beside him. Rex looked at him and then buried his face again.

Cesar folded his hands, "I'm sorry I couldn't keep The Pack from taking him." Rex shook his head. He mumbled, "Not your fault." The elder Mexican looked at his hands, "I know I'm not the perfect person to talk to, but...do you want to talk about it?" Rex was silent for a moment. He placed his head on his knees. He sighed deeply.

"Six was right?" Cesar raised an eyebrow, "Hmm?" Rex took a deep breath, "Before Six was turned into a five year old, and we had a fight. He said I wasn't responsible. I thought I could prove him right by taking care of him but...I couldn't. I couldn't control him, I couldn't keep myself from showing him that scary movie, and I couldn't protect him. He was right. I'm not responsible...or a good friend." He buried his head."

Cesar felt something like sympathy for his brother. He had never seen his brother so down, not even before he lost his memory. He knew that Six meant a whole lot more to Rex (NOT LIKE THAT YOU CREPPY SIX AND REX COUPLE LOVERS!) than he could see. Maybe Rex thought that Six was a father figure to him.

Cesar placed a hand on Rex's back. Rex looked up at him. Cesar smiled, "You are more responsible than you think. You knew to take Six right toHolidaywhen he was turned, you help try and find the cure, you also comfort him when he needs it. You are responsible and a good friend, well, that's what my intellect tells me." Rex stretched out his legs, "Really?" Cesar smiled and nodded, "Of course." He wrapped an arm around Rex's shoulders, "Now, I think you need to find Agent Six and make a rescue plan."

Rex smiled and nodded, "Right!"

Van Kliess looked over his small kingdom. Evo big and small enhabinated the whole area. This is only a small portion though. He wanted to dominate the world, he wanted everything like this! The only thing that was in his way was that damn boy, Rex.

Rex was always in the way. He always foiled his plans. No matter how clever he got, Rex managed to blow it up in his face...literally. Then there wasProvidence. The accursed agency had made Rex stubborn enough not to join the pack. There is also that agent, Agent Six. That Agent is more trouble than he's worth. He is always there to protect that boy, always.

Van Kliess hates that. He hates every single one of them. He just wanted something to happen so he would have a good grip on the world...that would last longer than a day. But, there is a chance. Biowulf told Van Kliess that something happened to that Agent. So, as seeing that Biowulf rarely let his master down, he planned a big attack in a major city, just to retrieve the Agent. He hoped it was for a good cause.

Biowulf stalked into the balcony. He stood hunched over. He hissed, "I brought him Master."

Van Kliess looked back, "Did you know? Well, bring me to him." The metallic evo nodded and turned back to the door and left where he went. Van Kliess followed his loyal companion.

Biowulf led him to the very bottom of the castle, where storage is usually kept. He opened the door and let his master enter first. Van Kliess saw a...boy? Chained to a chair... The evil lord just about chew out the evo but then noticed something. The boy did look very similar to the Agent. Very similar in deed.

Van Kliess smiled slyly, "Well, well, well. Look who we have here?" He circled the young boy, "This is quite interesting Agent, it seems that you are know a toddler. Very interesting." The boy did not leave his eyes from the floor. Van Kliess placed a finger on his chin, "Biowulf, let the Agent go. He is no harm to us." The evo hesitated but obeyed his master. He cut the chains with his claws, letting the chains slam against the floor.

The Agent didn't pounce up or attack. He just moved his arms.

Van Kliess kneeled down to meet the boy's onyx eyes. Six glared at Van Kliess but said nothing. The evil lord smirked, "Yes, it is you. Still quite serious I see. Well, Six, I have a proposition to give you." Six tensed a little. Van Kliess went on, "You let me raise you...again, you follow in my foot steps and I will leave Rex alone."

Six narrowed his eyes, "How are you a threat to Rex?" Van Kliess laughed at his answer and how Six was still trying to be threating. He chuckled, "Ever time I faced Rex, well almost every time, you are there to save the day. He may be a strong boy, but he is just a boy. He will slip up one day though. One way or another, it will happen." Six froze and looked at the ground.

Van Kliess smirked, knowing he was right and had the Agent in his grasp. He turned around and looked over his shoulder, "I'll let you ponder over this."

Dun Dun Dun!

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