Rex POV

When Rex opened his eyes the first thing he saw was darkness. "Hello Six, Holiday, Bobo? Are you here?"

"This is not funny guys!" Rex shouted.

"You are right this isn't funny." Rex jumped back facing a pair of golden eyes which was attached to a head, which was attached to a glowing golden body. Well you get the hint. He only stared at the golden figure with confusion.

"You don't recognize me Rex? Well how about now." Rex stumbled back as a bright light encased the golden figure. In his place was a slightly more humane figure. Long black hair flowed behind him with ease. It greatly contrasted with the figure's pale face. But what caught his attention the most was his metallic left hand with golden needles for fingers. It didn't a genius for Rex to catch on.

"Van Kleiss." He growled

"Tsk, tsk, Rex. You should know me by my superior name, Kronos." Van Kleiss, or Kronos stood still with his arms cross waiting for a response.

" And why should I know that name? Its just as lame as your other name."

"So clueless, not surprising you know. Your parent probably didn't tell you or even care for you, leaving you in the blue…" A metallic orange fist flew up to his nose only to pass through. It felt like punching air. Completely hopeless.

"What?" Rex eyes widen in surprise as his attack didn't connect.

"Your powers don't work here. This is just a dream." On cue everything began to crack and lights poured filled the darkness and Rex watched as golden eyes bore into him. "See you soon and I can't wait for our next meeting."

Suddenly he woke up with a start.