"We've got a four-one-nine, I repeat, a four-one-nine at the Hicc's Spring Farm. Send back-up and forensics. Delivery guy reported them – two bodies. Pretty torn up. Looks like an EVO attack."

César's head shot up from his desk.

An EVO attack?

The desert's pretty sparsely populated. Even by EVO standards.

And one EVO came to mind.

César slammed his hand down on the police radio, shutting it up. Listening to the thing had been one of his many bizarre childhood hobbies – but he'd left it on this time out of paranoia, though he was tracking his brother's progress anyway.

Perhaps he had let this thing go too far.

He had hoped that the EVO still had some sense of humanity left in him. But considering how free willingly the man would kill other people when he was human, César wasn't too surprised. The creature was more than dangerous – it was deadly. And he'd just let his little brother go after it, while in a very vulnerable condition.

His hand hovered over the comm link to White.

But surely he couldn't do that to Rex – he'd promised him that he'd keep White away. That way, they could sort out the EVO problem without anyone dying (though that obviously hadn't worked.)

Personally, he didn't even understand why Rex was so loyal to the man: the older agent was cold-hearted and unfriendly, yet Rex seemed to practically idolise him. Though César did understand that Rex saw him as a sort of surrogate father, the whole relationship didn't make sense to César, since he could remember their real father – who had been a large and jolly man. Nothing like the stoic agent.

César watched the tracker on the active jet move very slowly on his screen, knowing that in reality it was moving at far greater speeds. They were only about 10 miles from base, surprisingly. And there was the faint blip of EVO activity not far from their position. They were on course to meet it.

César knew that he'd much rather see the Agent die than see his brother die.

He let his hand fall on the comm.

"I'll unlock the base if you make sure my brother's safe."

White's face went from boredom, to surprise, to a relieved smile.

oooooooooooOOOOOooooooooooo

Midnight in a desert is a cold and lonely place.

The moon and stars were blocked out with a thick cloud. The air was unusually heavy; and very occasionally, somewhere off in the distance, the sky would faintly light up with sheet lightning. But it was too far away to hear the combining thunder, which only enhanced the feeling of eeriness.

His strong sense of spatial awareness allowed him to limp on confidently without tripping between the flashes of illumination. His head was hanging low in grim determination, ignoring the small bullet lodged awkwardly in the flesh of his forearm. He had been going like this for literally longer than he could remember, with no water and no rest. Occasionally, he would black out and find himself in a slightly different setting – maybe with a different type of cactus nearby, the light fading more each time until it had finally disappeared altogether, leaving him in pitch blackness.

It was only recently that he had started to recognise the landscape around him, not form having been there before, but from looking at maps of the area surrounding Providence.

He knew exactly where his feet were taking him, and regretfully it wasn't another part of the uninhabited dessert he'd been marching through all night. Nope, instead he was heading straight for the closest settlement to the secluded Providence base, which happened to be a small Mexican town, with a population of about 2,000 people and a location over 30 miles from any chance of help from Providence. And he knew exactly what would happen if he managed to reach it.

The formerly known Agent Six was staring to very much wish that he had woken up dead.

Another flash lit up the sky, and it highlighted the large, cliff-like rocks which stood in his path, several hundred meters away. And a plan formed quickly in his mind as he increased his pace towards them.

Only one objective stood out clearly: he needed to stay away from people, and people needed to stay away from him. However, he was labouring under no illusion; he knew that Rex and Holiday would be out searching for him, also that they had a talent of approaching things in a much more emotional way in situations such as these, which could well lead to things going awry. This put them at the very top of the list of people he didn't want to bump into.

Reaching the base of the mountainous landforms, Six strode wearily around the perimeter, until he caught sight of exactly what he was searching for.

A large boulder almost obstructed the view of the entrance to the cave. It was hidden in the foundation of the rock, and from the smell Six was getting form it, it had long been uninhabited by any larger creatures such as himself.

His willowy body slid through the gap with ease, and he found himself in further darkness, barely being about to make out the large cavern he was now standing in.

Testing the acoustics, Six stomped one heavy foot against the cold stone floor, only to hear the noise repeated back to him. Finding this satisfactory, he pressed one saber-like ear to the wall of the cave and heard the gentle patter of small pebbles rolling down the opposite side of the surface. He had found himself the perfect dungeon.

Six took a moment to remember why he was signing this potential death wish. He briefly reassured himself that by the time his team would find him, Rex would be capable of protecting himself and Holiday, and hopefully it would all end in another triumphant win for team Providence, with a hundreds of potential lives saved. That is, if his good karma started to finally pay off.

He took a deep breath, and stood back, angling his head to the ceiling of the cave.

The noise that left his mouth rivalled that of Circe's standard. His chest actually ached with the vibrations of the howl. And just for added effect, he put all of his might into slamming his bulky body into the wall of the cave, creating further vibrations.

This did not last long, however, since Six quickly ran out of air.

On the verge of collapsing from exhausting, he sat back on his haunches and puffed in oxygen, unsure whether his plan had worked.

But then from somewhere far above him, came a very auspicious creaking noise, followed by the rumble of stone against stone.

Age-old dust immediately covered his entire body, and had he been able to see anything, he might have been able to avoid the considerable amount of rocks falling towards him.

oooooooooooOOOOOooooooooooo

Rex jerked up in his seat.

His dream had been so real, that it had almost scared him.

"Rex, you ok?" He looked up at to see the Doctor. Her eyes were not as keenly staring at him as they usually were, and he could see the stress lines on her cheeks. The messy bandage that Rex had carefully placed around her forehead while she was unconscious was now stained darker. She looked drained.

"I could ask you the same thing, Doc." He said gently, and was rewarded with a smile. Holiday had mellowed out a little since they had first started their trek. Although saying that, about twenty minutes ago their last lead on an EVO signal had turned out to just be a large pack of EVO'd desert rats. Which for some unknown reason had nearly sent the very tired doctor over the edge.

"I'm fine." She expressed her denial. "I just don't understand how we haven't found Six yet." She mumbled, shaking her head slightly. Their failure in finding their friend had been hapless, because by now they had scanned almost the entire desert and yet somehow come up with nothing. As if Six had evaporated into thin air.

To their side, the comm beeped and Bobo's familiar face once again appeared.

"People, I have some news that you really ain't gonna enjoy."

The image of the monkeys face went blank for a second, before a second image appeared.

It was that of a very smug looking Knight.

A/N: So, after much spamming of my inbox (can I just say a BIG thanks to all the people who reviewed/ favourited, cos it's more than I ever expected) I motivated myself to start this story up again!

I do apologise if the last section is a bit short, it was very rushed. Also, I realise the order of everything might be a bit confusing. Just take it that the first section of this chapter is happening at the same time as the last section of the previous chapter.

Oh, and have you noticed what I'm trying to hint at between Rex and Six yet? (It is NOT that they're gay for each other *slaps back the hands of SEX shippers*)

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