Disclaimer: I do not own GeneratorREX – if I did the show would definitely be ranked R rather than PG.

A/N1: inspired by and dedicated to bifacial-ler – because her idea of mental Caesar is disturbing yet awesome at the same time

A/N2: Hans Kukulka belongs to me xD

A/N3: I believe that the Generator Rex timeline is somewhere in near future,2017 maybe? The nanite event would happen in 2012 in this case and that would be excellent pun!

Providence Dark Legacy

Chapter Doce: medical files

By your-biohazardous-friend

The fax was beeping annoyingly as it was spitting pages from it's ancient mouth.

Holiday wondered why on earth, at times were Bluetooth was so 'last season', there were freaks who were sending anything by this weird machine – which no-one, but Six, was able to use properly.

When printing was completed the scientist picked up the stack of papers.

She froze after flicking through the pages.

Those were copies of medical files.

Round and rectangle stamps with loopy signatures were all over the pages signifying the truthfulness of information contained.

A column with diagnosis – always the biggest one - was filled with medical handwriting of leading doctor Hans Kukulka.

At first glance the text was hard to decode, but after intensive gaze, small, inky waves started to look like letters which began to arrange into words. And the words meant: "light case of Asperger syndrome".

The most frightening in those files was name of the Kukulka's patient: Salazar, Caesar

Suddenly everything clicked in Holiday's head:

Loony, somehow sleepy, behaviour. Filled with excitement lectures about nanites or electromagnets that could stretch to horridly long hours. Caesar working alone with such commitment and 'barking' at anyone who dared to interrupted him. Avoiding whole Providence except Rex... and last but not least, ZAG-RS having Violetta Salazar's voice.

So that was what Van Kleiss had in mind by saying to Rex that Caesar was "not right". He was literally not right! The panic raised in woman's head when the image of Caesar with maniacal grin and blood covered knife flashed in front of her eyes.

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Holiday pushed on the button of her communicator. The screen immediately showed Caesar's back signifying that man was still working.

"Caesar" the woman called

"yes?" he asked with slightly irritated voice

"are you aware of those files existence… of your mental health?" the female said anxiously raising the papers to the view, Caesar reluctantly turned toward her taking off his goggles and gazed upon the presented data.

"since 2012 it's considered as social disability" The man waved his hands before the screen as if he tried to ward the files off "and yes, I'm aware of them. It's hard to forget if we count in whole treatment I've been thought and all nosy aunts who were commenting behind my back, pointing fingers at me during all these annoying birthday parties and family reunions. Thinking that I'm not aware of it! Why you're asking? You think that I'll stab you with a knife in your sleep? Don't be ridiculous doctor, because if you really thought that, I am positive you got your PhDs illegally"

Salazar turned around getting back to work. Holiday waited for few more minutes for him to say anything more but the man obviously has finished the conversation.

Holiday disconnected the call, there was something heavy in her stomach, making her regret the question and the 'vision' that creped in her mind – she was watching way too many thrillers with Rex! She laughed nervously at her own silliness. Caesar with a knife? If he was really about to kill anyone he would do it with an electromagnet!

Right?

She sighed deeply and threw the files to a shredder - the only 'old-school' device she enjoyed having nearby. Yet Holiday couldn't help but wonder: who on Earth sent her those files anyway? Planting this small yet quickly sprouting grain of doubt.

comments, advices, constructive criticism etc. are always welcomed and appreciated!

A/N4: While writing this piece I've never intended to hurt anyone's feelings - if I did I'm humbly sorry! My knowledge of the topic is rudimentary while my writing skills unimpressive.