//------------------------------// // Re-encounter // Story: The Equestrian adventures of Generator Rex // by Kaliann25 //------------------------------// 11 Re-encounter Rex sighed as he continued throwing a ball against his room’s walls. Noah had come not so long ago, and tried to convince Rex to join him for a double date with Annie and Claire, but Rex declined, unwilling to do anything. Not so long ago, right after the final battle with the Consortium, and cure all the EVOs in the world, Rex’s mood had decline dramatically. He wasn’t himself, he didn’t goof around anymore, he had quit basketball, and he didn’t use Colombian idioms when he talked. In fact, he barely talk or eat. His friends did their best to cheer him up, and desperately tried to get him back to normal, but nothing they did could help Rex. He was still depressed, unwillingly to do anything, or seeing anyone. What had happened to him? Not even Rex knew for sure what was going on. All he could tell, is that his depression had something to do with his last amnesic episode. It happened a little before the final battle with the Consortium, he woke up in César’s lab, completely disoriented and lost. His friends assured him that he had a big fight with an EVO, and César had just saved him from a certain death. And Rex, of course, believed in them, but he couldn’t remember the battle. As a matter of fact, he couldn’t remember anything from the last ten months. Rex panicked, and asked his friends to tell him what happened, but they assured it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Play some basketball, fight a few EVOs, find the way to defeat Black Knight and Abysus, hang out with his friends, and watch telenovelas. It was only logical, such was Rex’s life, but then, why his friends did seemed suspicious whenever he asked too many questions. If he insisted too much, they only reminded him the last time he tried to force his memories, so, he eventually gave up. Besides, there were more things to think about at that time. Like finding the Meta-Nanites before Providence and the mutants of Abysus. But now, the Consortium was defeated, Van Kleiss gone missing, and Rex had healed all the EVOs in the world. So, without that much to do, Rex began to notice that he was depressed. Suddenly, his victory meant nothing to him anymore. At first, he tried to kill time training with Six, and fighting with some minor threats, but, with the time, he gave up those too. Rex was sick of everything, all he wanted was an escape from his pain. That’s why he spent his days bouncing a ball inside his room. A useless exercise, but it was sedating, helping Rex to spend his days. But, at some point, as always, Rex had enough of the monotony, and turned on the radio. Automatically, Rex started to switch stations randomly. He stopped at a Latin station, that was playing an old ballad from Cuban folk singer, Silvio Rodríguez: Mi unicornio azul ayer se me perdió / Yesterday, I lost my blue unicorn Pastando lo dejé, y desapareció / I left him grazing, and he suddenly disappeared Cualquier información bien la voy a pagar / I’ll generously reward any information Las flores que dejó, / The flowers he left behind, No me han querido hablar / They still don’t want to talk to me Mi unicornio azul ayer se me perdió / Yesterday, I lost my blue unicorn No sé si se me fue / I don’t know if he escaped no sé si se extravió / I don’t know if he got lost. Y yo no tengo más que un unicornio azul / And I have nothing, but a blue unicorn. Rex froze, and smashed the radio with his Smack-Hands. That song, why did it affected him that much? He couldn’t bear it anymore, he hide his face under his pillow, and cried uncontrollably. … It was eleven PM, a bad hour get into a dark alley. But there was, a beautiful girl wandering around that red area, confident and unworriedly. Trixie looked around, trying to find the right address, in silence, always in silence. It had been a week since she arrived to that strange world, and sill had no clue of what to do. But, at least she gathered a lot of information, like what happened during the Nanite Event, the EVOs, the destruction left by the Consortium, and how the star-agent from Providence, Rex Salazar, have saved the world. Quite useful information, but not nearly enough to infiltrate inside Providence, and get Rex back. And that was the major problem, she was aware that Providence had erase his memory, and had to find the way to get him back to his senses. “Hey beautiful!” called a cold voice behind him. “Don’t you want to come with us?” Trixie extended her hand, trapping the stranger in her magic aura, and smashed him violently to the ground. But, the dude wasn’t alone. A group of six more thugs approached toward Trixie, with their knives in hand. Trixie grinned, and snapped her fingers. The six attackers were trapped into a snake-shaped aura that wrapped around their wrists and ankles; to finally turn into heavy chains, immobilizing them completely. The thugs screamed in fear, as they struggled against Trixie’s chains. The girl shrugged, and finished them with a powerful magic beam. It was strange to canalize her magic through her fingers instead of horn, but during the last week, she have got used to it. Anyway, it wasn’t the time to think about that stuff, but finding the right address. The door she was looking for was only two houses far, so she walked toward it, and knocked at the door. A guy in a black coat opened the door. “I’ve been watching you. And, I must congratulate you. I don’t know what kind of powers you have, but, you may have a chance against that man, Six.” Trixie nodded. “So, you have the information about the sixth more dangerous man in the world.” “First things first. Do you have the money?” Trixie snapped her fingers, making appear a bag of bits on the guy’s hands. The man in the black coat nodded, and gave Trixie a small folder. “You know, I’m more used to cash, not solid gold.” “I can change it for money if you want.” “No, gold it’s fine. Is just strange, but, anyway. Have a nice night, and I hope you succeed with whatever you’re planning.” Trixie didn’t said more, and she teleported away, back to her temporary hideout. It was a small apartment, she rented thanks to the gold she brought with her. It was strange to Trixie, she still didn’t get how humans preferred green pieces of paper instead of gold, but, all she had to do was to change it in a pawn house. Still, she opened the file that costed her half of her resources, and began to examine it. It wasn’t much, but it was pretty useful. A large criminal record before he joined Providence, and a clear description of his abilities. Trixie frowned. “The problem here, is that Trixie haves to keep him one place long enough to get him with my magic. But, how do I do that? Trixie is in trouble.” Trixie sighed, as she fell on her bed. The easier part of her plan was to get into Providence’s headquarters. But, she wasn’t familiar with this world’s technology, and everything she tries would be equally risky. Her only hope was to recover Rex’s memories before the hour of truth, but how? All she had was what Fluttershy told her, believe in her husband. “I must do this, or die trying.” said Trixie, as she finally decided to act. “Trixie believes in you, Rex.” … “Come on, Rex! Defend yourself, or at least do something!” said Noah, exasperated. For the last half an hour, he have tried to put Rex’s mind into the game, a friendly, basketball encounter, that he managed to convince Rex to join in. But, as the last months, Rex was just standing there, barely moving. But, at least, he was making an effort to participate. Last night’s song had made him reach the bottom. Why did it affected him so much? Beverly Holiday just looked worriedly at the scene. She had gladly join Rex and Noah, relieved that he finally got out of his room, but he was just the shadow of who he was. And, sitting aside Bev, was Circe. Also worried about Rex’s breakdown, she had come to see him, and she didn’t like what she saw. Not only her dear friend was devastated, but also, not César nor Holiday or six had done anything to help him. Somehow they were looking on the other way, precisely when Rex needed them the most. Noah finally gave up. “You know Rex? I’m glad you came with us, but, as a soldier of Providence, I have things to do. See you, pal!” Rex waved a hand weakly, and took the ball to put it back on its place. “Come on Rex, there must be something you want to do.” said Circe. “Yeah, let’s go to the game center, or, what about the movies?” suggested Beverly. “You decide Rex.” Rex was about to answer, when suddenly, Six’s voice called him at the transmitter of his ear. “Rex, it’s an emergency! There’s a problem in the southern part of the city. We don’t know if it’s some kind of new EVO.” Rex shook his head in disbelief. “What, an EVO?” “We need to capture him first, for verification. All we know is that this one haves uncommon abilities.”   Rex was about to cut communication, but he stopped halfway through. Maybe this was what he was looking for. “Okay, I’m on my way.” Rex ran to the hangar, and jumped to a jet, already waiting for him. After exchanging a quick look with Six, they were on their way to the city. “The lectures come from this point, would you be okay, kid?” asked Six. “Yes, leave it to me.” The gates opened, and Rex jumped to action, activating his Jet-Pack for the first time in a long time. On the land, right in the middle of the street, a masked figure, completely covered in black, except for the eyes, was causing major disasters destroying the buildings around by sending purple beams from her hands. A group of police officers ran to action, shooting to the figure, but the stranger was protected by a purple sphere that stopped all the bullets. Then, the figure snapped its fingers, making their patrols to explode, or surround them with the purple aura, and crash them against each other. From the air, Rex couldn’t believe what was going this one seemed like a real challenge. With a small grin, he landed before the figure, preparing his Smack-Hands. “Hey, compañero! I don’t know who you are, or what you’re trying to do, but we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. And I truly hope it is the hard way, I could use a good fight.” The figure tilted its head, looking Rex to the eye. The strange violet eyes, moved something inside Rex, only that he couldn’t tell what, exactly. Around him, the agents from Providence surrounded the both of them, aiming the weapons to the figure in black. The figure looked around, and raised its hands. Rex sighed. “Seriously? Just like that?” The figure nodded, and allowed six soldiers to cuff him. One of them tried to remove the mask, but a purple aura rejected him. It didn’t matter, they reduced the stranger, and took him to Providence, where they could study better the situation. Rex didn’t understand a thing, something was definitely, not right. But he wasn’t on the mood to think about anything. The agents of Providence lured the stranger into the jet, and drugged him to study the situation better. However, soon it was obvious that it wasn’t going to be an easy task. They couldn’t remove the suit, the purple aura somehow always rejected them. “So, what do we have here?” asked White Knight, from the communicator. “We need to take this one to the lab, we can’t do anything with our current equipment.” observed Doctor Holiday. “Just take your precautions.” said Six. “Maybe it isn’t an EVO, but it’s something really dangerous. … Trixie opened her eyes, and examined her new surroundings. She was into some kind of prison cell. Three walls padded walls, and a crystal one on the front. A bunch of soldiers were watching her from the other side of the glass, ready to act if she tried something. Trixie grinned, everything went good so far. “Try something, and we’ll going to get a neurotoxin shower.” Trixie shrugged. “You guys haven’t see magic before, right?” “Magic?” “Real magic.” Trixie created a force-field with her magic. It wouldn’t last long, but she had to get out of there as soon as possible. As the guards prevented her, an emergency device freed a cloud of atomized neurotoxin, but the force-field protected her, but she didn’t know for how long. She snapped her fingers. The glass turned into a bunch of butterflies that flew away before the astonished guards, who got disposed by a new set of magic beams. “I’ll get you back, or die trying. I promise, Rex.”