I don't own Generator Rex

The clashing noise between Six's katanas and Rex's BFS was extremely loud, loud enough to be heard from all over the Earth! The fight will be brutal as two humans smash together in one hell of a fight...

Slicing, crashing, clanging and dicing could be heard from all corners of the vast world which had been absorbed by darkness. Everywhere you went, you could only see the reflection of hell itself. Darkness and death was around. No one could stop it; even though Six was going to try all his efforts to bring peace. Rex was the master of death now, the good side of his soul had completely vanished.

Screams in pain was heard as both humans fought to the death, Rex was mercilessly demolishing Six. Six wasn't even fighting to his normal stance. Six knew that there was the adorable young Rex in there. He knew that the light was hidden inside him. He knew that Rex was being sealed inside his own conscious, forced against his will to become the evil emperor of darkness and demise.

Six was right, although he didn't know it yet. He had to see for himself that the light had to be revealed, then the Earth would be normal, souls will start to reappear from the torture of the horrible afterlife; hell.

Back to the fight now, both of Six's katanas and Rex's BFS clashed once more to prove dominance, they were both covered in battle scars and cuts, blood trickling down, but they didn't care. They had both set their eyes on victory. They glared into each others eyes, both having complete juxtaposition of what they want. Life, and the other, death.

Rex had been caught off guard when suddenly, *WHAM* Six slammed his foot straight into Rex's face showing no emotion whatsoever. Weak from the blow, Rex struggled to get up, but he couldn't Six had placed his foot on Rex. The pressure was intense. He hadn't known that his weight was actually heavy. Rex was struggling to breathe as Six called over Holiday. Holiday had come over with a recovery kit, she opened the kit slowly, staring into Rex's fearless eyes. He had scars and cuts everywhere.

Six noticed something in the recovery kit which was what she pulled out. "What's that?" Six asked, his tone never changing. The question made Holiday smile. The object in question was a needle, it had clear liquid inside it. She held up her finger and leaned over to Rex who was underneath Six's heavy iron-strong foot. Rex didn't have the strength to build something from his nanites. Instead, he braced himself for what was about to happen...