Guess who's back Bitches! I am sorry for the delay, I had some shit goin on, and it takes a while to write a good chapter when you only have 20 is minutes a week to write.... (-_-) I should be able to write on a better schedule soon, gimme like a month??? I am still sorry, but I am tired as Nico DI Angelo first thing in the morning. To those who don't understand, pretty Dam tired.

Rex P.O.V.
Location, Johnson farm

I was sitting on the couch in the living room while playing with Jason, waiting for something exiting to happen for once, because day in and day out we were just working in the fields, sometimes we would sneak out to go to a rave every so often. Hard to explain to Mom where all her 5's went. "Ruby, turn on the T.v. Please." I asked the energetic cookie monster.

"Okay!" she said as she stood up, cookie in her mouth. "Whe em remoe?" (Where is the remote?)

I sweat dropped as the searched for the remote. "Ruby, what has Mom told you about eating with your mouth full?"

"Don't talk with your mouth full!" Ruby says, finishing her cookie. "Can you throw me again? Please?"

I sighed. "No Rubes. Mom yelled at me last time, and Dad took away my gaming privilege. Breakpoint had just come out too."

Ruby just stares at me, her puppy eyes activated. 'NO! DO NOT FALL FOR IT REX! YOU ARE BETTER THAN THIS! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!

"Still not happening."

"April! Yang!" Ruby called out, scaring the hell out of me. 'Shit'

I lost. Miserably. I was walking past the kitchen, when I saw mom at the door, talking to a man in a suit. "Mom? What's he doing here?"

Mom turns to face me, and my heart almost stops. In the few years I had been with them, I had never seen her cry. "Rex, go get your siblings. Your dad is in the hospital."

A year later
Location: Hospital
Avery P.O.V.

I sighed as I looked out the window. I looked down at the file in my lap, describing possible options for prosthetics. I turned through the pages, looking at the legs. "Have you chosen yet Mr. Johnson?" The advisor asked. I sighed as I closed the file.

"I'll sleep on it. I'm tired." I said as the advisor nodded. "Thank you for this Quentin."

Quentin smiled as he sat on the edge of my bed. "This is the best I could do. You saved my life many times. Just rest, ypu have earned it many times over."

"What do you think I've been doing the past five years?" I joked, laughing. "Thank you Q."

"Your welcome." Quentin stood up and walked out of my hospital room. I put the file on the nightstand, sighing as more phantom pain built up in my nub of a left leg and arm. Hissing in pain, I laid back down, hoping to sleep. I woke up when a nurse knocked on the door.

"Mr. Johnson, you have a visitor." I sat up to the best of my ability.

"Who?" I asked as a someone walked through the door. "Ah, you."

"Hello, Agent Maryland."

"Director."

"I see that Agent Maine left his mark."

"He did. I intend to return the favor, hundred fold."

"Yet you remain here. Why?"

"Because I am finding him."

I lean over and grab the file. "And I was waiting for this, and your opinion." I handed the file to the Director. "I was never good with choices."

The Director opened the file, and looked at the contents. "Go with Deathlok. They are top of the line. Agent Colorado used them for his arms after a training accident with an enhancement."

"Good to know." I said as I picked up a phone, and dialed a number. "Q. I picked one. Yeah, Deathlok. I'm sure. What's more pain to a few scars. So what if I can't take it off? Yeah yeah. Two weeks? Make it two days. See you." I hung up the phone. "I am going to guess that you found him?" I asked.

"I have someone I trust forming a team to go after him, yes." The Director said. "I hope you join them, Avery."

"Why wouldn't I?" I asked as I opened the door from the bed. "I need to pay him back, for all those he killed."

"Good to know." Leonard said as he walked away. The door closed behind him as I thought back to last year.

One year ago: after building collapse

I grunted as I held up the pieces of metal that threatened to crush me and the other survivors. I had been to late in magnetizing the metal, and dozens of people got caught in the rubble, killing them instantly. I cried out in pain as what remained of my right leg spasmed, and my control over the tons of ruble above us inched closer. When I had been hit in the leg my the grenade of the brute shot, it had blown off my leg, rendering me immobile as I held up the rubble. In my brief moment of distraction, a chunk of brick had fallen through the interlocked metal, and fell on my right arm. I screamed out in pain as my concentration finally broke, and the rest of the building collapsed.

Present time (+4 months)

"Are you ready mr. Johnson?" the doctor said as he held up two black cases. "This will hurt."

"I am. Just do it doc. I'm getting impatient here." I growled at the stuttering mess of a doctor in that was going to handle the procedure.

"R-R-Ready." the doctor said as he shoves the leg on. I growl as I feel the metal begin to fuse with my leg. It started to feel like an actual leg, minus the metal and blue glow. Without giving me warning, the doctor shoved the full metal arm on my shoulder. the arm hurt even more as it latched onto my skin and started to partly melt my flesh. I sighed as the pain stopped. I took this time to look at my new limbs, and smiled. "Perfect."