Chapter 1~

Rex liked snow, he liked the way that it sent small shivers down his spine but didn't really bother him as much as it seemed to do to other people. He liked how each snowflake was unique and how they tasted on his tongue, and he especially liked having snowball fights with Noah and Bobo and even Holiday and Six when he was younger. What he did not like was being in the middle of nothing but snow stretching in every direction for miles and miles.

"Well this stinks." He said decisively to himself. He huddled into his white parka more, trying to preserve the heat within. Whether he was immune to some of the effects of the cold or not, even he was freezing in arctic temperatures. And it certainly didn't help that he was still wearing the same pants he always wore in all their thin glory.

He did a slow half circle to assess his situation, asserting that yes there was indeed snow everywhere and only a visibility radius of about five feet, maybe ten, even with his goggles on. Rex let his brown eyes land on the smoking air ship that had taken him to this remote spot and mentally cursed himself at it's decrepit appearance; with a cracked windshield, busted wing and scarred underbelly there was no way it would be able to fly again without repairs. Angrily, the EVO slushed forward until he could kick it heartily with his foot. He yelped and glared at the ship while he jumped up and down in pain, holding the offended foot when it painfully reminded him he wasn't wearing his usual steel toed protection.

It was all the aircraft's fault anyway! The whole reason he was stuck in this predicament was because the stinking ship had mocked him in all it's beautiful glory. With it's shining new engines, it's sleek design, how could he not want to drive it?

"Come on, Six, Calhoun already taught me how to fly, and you know I've passed all the flying exams, with flying colors might I add, please let me drive?" Rex was practically on his knees in front of the ninja, brown eyes pleading and gloved hands clasped in a gesture that he hoped would make him look angelic and trustworthy.

Of course, Six saw right through all of that and the raised eyebrow said so, making the boy wonder if his idea would work at all. "You fly around all the time, and crash by the way, why would you even want to drive the air ship?"

"Firstly, I crash because EVO's end up throwing things at me and make me crash," Rex defended tersely, holding up his fingers to count the offenses off. "Secondly, yeah flying on my own is cool and all but I haven't flown an actual plane before! My flying test was a simulation for Pete's sake! Besides, it's just a quick trip to Paradise, right? Routine nanite dump, we're in, we're out, end of story no problem. Please?"

"I'll think about it." Was all the man had said in reply before stalking off to get ready for the trip and leaving Rex to pout as he made his own preparations. Six thought about it, debating on the pros and cons of letting a teenager that most certainly had ADHD drive a thousand dollar military aircraft and all that that implied. On the one hand, Rex had done remarkably well on his simulation, but there was a reason it was a simulation and not an actual plane. Six feared that many lives would be lost the day Rex drove an actual plane, although he knew the boy himself would be fine. It was with deep reluctance that after an hour of prepping and a calming talk with doctor Holiday, the ninja reluctantly allowed the young EVO to drive the airship, knowing he would regret this decision at any time.

Rex remembered the absolute exaltation when they had (reluctantly) allowed him to drive the plane. Alone. By himself. This was the best part, the fact that his guardians had deemed him worthy of piloting the air ship without any assistance and without supervision, now it just seemed like a punch to his face and a reassurance to said guardians that he was not ready for such responsibilities (which he so was). But again, it was all the ships fault, not his! Everything had been going just smooth and fine until the ship decided it was going to glitch up and show him the wrong map display. Inevitably, he had veered slowly off course until he was out of sight of the other ships on their way to Paradise, and with the storm being what it was and visibility so low, Rex wasn't surprised that no one had seen him fly off. Then matters had been made worse when the engine failed on him. Now he was stranded in the cold with no ship and nanites annoyingly on the fritz.

The teen sighed, pitying himself would do no one any good. For now he just had to sit tight and hope that someone would answer his comms. "Rex to Holiday, come in!" He waited a moment, hearing nothing but static on the other end. "Rex to Six, Rex to Base, Rex to anyone?" He tried again? But just as before all he heard was static in return.

Great, Rex groaned, trying to figure out what he would have to do now so he could get back to Paradise and then back home. All he wanted right now was to curl up in his bunk with a nice mug of hot cocoa while listening to the droning sounds of work at Providence.

"Might as well see what I can scrounge from the air ship." Rex decided, making his way to the entrance while trying to conserve as much heat as he could. He would be doing that a lot now.

A/N: So this is the first chapter to a little idea that has been nagging me for awhile. I do plan on making this a bit longer and adding some father/son bits in. However I demand at least 3 reviews! 3! Critique makes my world go round ^.^

Edit 12/4/16: Father/son bits are really only there if you squint. Sorry, I wasn't sure how to make them fit in...

I cleaned up this chapter a bit, nothing really changed.