I don't own Generator Rex.
Soaring through the air on his Sky Slider, Rex looked down at the vast desert underneath him, searching for civilization. Passing nothing but rocks and sand, he flew to the floor to get some rest. 'Wow' Rex thought, 'I' always escape Providence and go through this desert, but right now? It seems endless...'
Laying on the floor, drifting off, he noticed some strange object was blocking the moonlight. His eyes switched from ajar to fully open as he realised the object obstructing the moonlight was an airship. Not just any airship, a Providence airship. Realising this, he built his Rex Ride and as fast as possible, he drove away, speeding down like a lightning bolt.
The ship seemed to get faster too, "Time to take it up a notch!" He shouted, going faster than lightning. He pulled down his goggles and concentrated more on his route.
"Rex!" A voice from the airship shouted, "Come back, now!" It added. Ignoring it, Rex finally reached civilization and ran straight through the city, leaving everyone in shock due to his amazing speed.
Finally replying, Rex yelled "I'm not going back there, I get treat like a weapon, not like a human!"
"You're not a human. You're an EVO." The harsh speech make Rex suddenly halt. This then made the airship halt. It came lower and lower to the ground until it perched upon the floor like a bird perched onto a tree. The hatch from underneath slowly dropped and a silhouette of a tall man with swords sticking out from under his arms appeared. Beside him was a female, she was also tall but you couldn't tell what they looked like because the light restricted them from being seen.
The two figures walked over to Rex and his irritated expression wasn't changed when he noticed that Six was there. Walking beside him was Dr. Holiday. Six's face was expressionless - like always. Whereas Holiday's was filled with annoyance. Her hair looking as if she'd just got out of bed, even though she probably did. The bags under her eyes were jet-black and her eyes were drooping slightly. "It's about three in the morning, Rex... Come home." She groaned. Six on the other hand didn't look exhausted whatsoever. He looked like he could run a marathon, although he didn't look happy. In fact, he never does. His face was like a rock. Solid and extremely hard to change.
