And I'm still not on time. Sorry I'm doing two stories right now and sometimes I just don't have the time to wright. I think updates will be every other week.
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Rex stared off into the dark room, sleep escaping him once again. Every night was a two part war for Rex, first he had to lay there, hunting sleep down, something that could be compared to hunting a jaguar unarmed, meaning it was difficult to find and fought back when you caught it. Then he would battle with the monsters that lived in his mind, demons far more dangerous than the beasts that he fought during the day, and when they defeated him, he was hurled right back into wakefulness to start the war again.
But tonight he couldn't seem to catch his pray, not even close.
Rex swung his legs over the edge of the bed rising up and pulling on a shirt; he jammed his bare feet into his shoes and headed out the door, leaving his jacket and goggles in his room.
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The kitchen door hissed open at Rex's command, releasing the loud high pitched whistle of steam leaving a tea kettle, "what are you doing here?" Rex asked, Six lifted the kettle "tea" he stated
"at three in the morning?" Rex asked smirking slightly "chamomile" Six answered "do you want some?" Rex glanced at Six's cup, watching steam rise, the translucent curls floated lazily towards the ceiling. "that's the kind that helps you sleep, right?" Rex asked, Six nodded, Rex thought, did he want tea? Or more, did he want to sleep, sure he was exhausted, but he dreaded what he would find in his dreamland.
Six raised an eyebrow; the boy seemed deep in thought, was he actually thinking this hard about tea or was it something else. "Rex?" Six asked, the boy was shaken from his thoughts, he smiled slightly "sure" he said "it couldn't hurt"
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Rex took a deep breath of cool night air I guess it can hurt Rex almost laughed at that thought remembering the little confrontation he just had
Tea ran down the wall, it almost looked like it was crying, maybe because the two people were fighting, or maybe because it just got hit with a coffee mug. Six seemed mildly surprised by Rex's outburst, which meant he was completely shocked, Rex felt a jab of guilt, he really shouldn't have thrown that mug, he could have hurt someone, the guilt was quickly buried by anger "just stop, Six! This is why I didn't want to tell anyone! Ever since you found out you've been treating me like I'm fragile, I'm not!" Rex was panting as if the anger he was feeling was exhausting. "you are injured; choosing to ignore it does not make the problem nonexistent." Rex scowled, he shouldn't have gone to Six so many times, he had done so three times since Six had found out and each time it had been because he was to dizzy or disoriented or exhausted to make it to his cave, it had seemed like a good idea at the time, only now did he realize how stupid it was "I'm leaving" he said
Rex landed in the middle of the desert unbuilding his wings. The boy shivered in the cold desert night, he was considering going back for his jacket when someone grabbed him, a gloved hand wrapped around his mouth. Rex could feel his nanites hum angrily under his skin, "don't even try it, freak" Rex stopped the little things in their tracks, realizing that this man was from Providence; Rex wouldn't use his powers on humans, not unless it was absolutely necessary. The man dragged him away, towards something else, the man pushed him down in front of a fire and a group of soldiers, Rex could see where this was going he focused on the smoke of the fire, it was translucent, like steam, except instead of lazy curls the smoke barreled up angrily.
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Six had cleaned up the tea mess, and was currently trying to think of a way to clean up the other one. He felt his phone buzz in his pocket, the voice on the other end sounded exhausted, close to unconscious, "help" Rex muttered, Six was already flying down the hall, into the garage and onto his hover board. "I need you to tell me where you are" Six instructed
"by my cave" the voice on the other end was faltering, "I don't know where that is" Six stated his voice was monotonous, but his heart was hammering against his ribs, he followed the kid's instructions quickly his eyes finding the boy, seated on the ground his knees drawn up against his chest, surrounded by shards of orange and gray metal, his shirt was missing, revealing wounds and scars, he had just received a beating, this one worse than any he'd ever gotten before. Rex looked up at him, his eyes wide and tired, he pointed up to a hole in the rocky wall, "can you get me there?" he asked
"are there medical supplies up there?" Six asked, he was answered with a nod, Six analyzed the boy's wounds, he was starting to bruise and he had some minor cuts, but the worst that Six could see was the burn wound that spanned his stomach. Six moved to pick the boy up, his hand touching the boy's back, than quickly retreating at the boy's loud yelp. Six moved behind the boy searching for the source of the child's pain, the former mercenary paled at the sight, branded in Rex's back where the crudely written words EVO FREAK.