Author's note: I have Decided after looking over my first Generator Rex fanfic that it deserved to be written better. I have taken down the older one and am going to redo it. This will be the remix of it. That said on with the story.

It had been five years since the event. Five years since he'd gained those powers. Five years since his normal human life had ended. No one wanted an Evo child, they were dangerous ruled by emotion. Selfish creatures that were unpredictable.

Thats what his father said as he was throwing him out into the street. He'd never forgotten those painful words. Around his neck hung his mothers locket gleaming like a golden sun in the artificial light of the subway. People passed him by everyday noticing him for the pretty red hair and dark green eyes. A sign of his power and they ran like dogs. If only they knew the savior that lurked within the weak looking frame. He trained himself daily be meek be in the shadows no one would think he was a threat. Then more Evos started popping up this was a problem. Soon he was forced out into the rain standing underneath an overhang of a building.

He came to a conclusion after watching people walk back and forth scrambling at odd times to try to avoid the bitter cold rain that fell.

They were powerless, they were weak. He was not, so with that he stepped out embracing the rain walking to another spot before the patrol saw him. It wasn't fear that moved him, it was intelligence. Stay under the radar they would never find him, or so he thought. The last Evo rampage he'd been caught on camera protecting himself from a hideous rat type creature.

After they had seen what he could do with plants Genesis was now a wanted man. He wasn't stupid he just didn't have a choice. In his world it was kill or be killed. No white knight would come along and save him. No savior would come and pluck him from the gutter right? It wasn't a white knight that saved him. It was a young man his own age with the darkest hair he'd seen and the most expressive eyes. Those eyes bore into his own even as he heard the almost hyper voice. "Hey?! Can you hear me?" Green eyes snapped to the side a moment before he heard the words his head turning back to the other. "Who are you, why are you here?"

His first words were of mistrust. Their words were of compassion and care.

"Easy you seem like a survivor."

"Rex! Get away from him!" Agent Six knew this boy knew how dangerous he was with a plant near him. So why was the red head not doing anything?

The boy he knew now as Rex turned to face Genesis speaking "I'm Rex the quote Secret Weapon of Providence.. Nice to meet you!"

Cheerful even in a battle. A knight in orange and red? Of all the things he needed this wasn't it. He'd leap back from the boy known as Rex landing in a crouch before flipping to the side of a Katana. "Rex this is the Target!"

Rex stared wide eyed "Wait that is Genesis?! He's Sentient! We can't hurt him, he hasn't done anything!"

"He's the one who's been attacking the supply trucks!" Six lashed out again with his Katanas again Genesis flipped aside of them his eyes narrowing before he lashed out slamming his palms against the Agent's chest to try and knock the other back. "I had no choice! I don't expect you to understand, but it was needed!"

"Your right we don't understand, but maybe we can listen to why you did it." Rex held his hands up walking directly into the line of the Agent's attack trusting Six to pull it at the last minute. The Agent did, but not without looking annoyed. Genesis shook his head speaking "You saw me attacking those trucks, what you don't know was I was starving. Not just me either orphaned children were as well. I couldn't just leave them.."

Rex reached out one hand resting on the top of Genesis's head making the red head blink before Rex spoke. "So you weren't doing it for yourself were you? You were trying to help them too weren't you?"

"Don't make me out to be a hero, I'm not a hero. I'm a criminal I knew it when I did it. You haven't caught me yet though." With that Genesis jerked back putting distance between himself and Providence he'd toss something down a puff of white smoke coming. When it cleared he was gone A few red rose petals drifting in the air one landing in Rex's palm as he spoke. "Six is it wrong to feel bad for him?"

Six didn't have an answer for him not a single word.

Author's note2: I hope this is better then the first one. I'm hoping that by cleaning it up and redoing the idea it might be easier to follow. I have no clue who to pair this misfit with though. It'll come to me it always does.

Disclaimer: I don't own Generator Rex Man Of Action and Cartoon Network do.