Theme 027 - Safe in your arms (about ,1070 words)

He felt safe.  The ten year old felt safe now. Rex slept soundly as he snuggled close to his adoptive father's chest. The man's arms wrapped around the boy. He was safe now. The boy had quite a day. So did his father, Agent Six. Six had a very stressful day. Rex had been kidnapped and they had no clue where he was or who had taken him. It was very worrying. The sound of the boy's cry when he was grabbed was heartbreaking. Six was still kicking himself that he let his guard down and that he was not fast enough to stop this from happening but he was thankful to have his son back now. Rex always felt safe in his father's arms but now especially he felt comfort and secure.

Six remembered how the day started. It was going so well. Rex completed his training without complaint the father and son ate breakfast together and he allowed Rex to have sugary cereal for once. There were no EVOs to fight. They had a morning off. He decided that Rex needed to get out and get some fresh air so he took the boy out to the city for a walk and lunch at his favorite pizza place. A rare treat and a rare act on Six's part. Now Six wished they just stayed home at the headquarters. They would have never had such a traumatic day... then Rex would have been safe all day.

They had finished their walk and were heading to their next destination of the pizza shop, Rex happily and excitedly rambling on and on about what kind of pizza he would get.

"I think I'll order a slice with extra cheese! Hey can I get a root-beer float with it? I'd really like a float. Maybe I'd get pepperoni on my pizza."

Six simply nodding to the boy's ramblings.

"Maybe you can get a float , we'll see" He managed to get in.

Their conversation was stopped when a man approached them. Six was on guard , like always but not as high alert as he should have been. The man was not that suspicious and no one was worried. He ended up only asking for directions

"Excuse me but do you happen to know which way to the Nella's restaurant?"  He asked.

"Go that way until North Baker Street and turn left it will be right there" Six guided.

"Thanks stranger" The man said.

Then the man walked off when they told him which was to go. Six and Rex got to the pizza place with out incident but as they got into the door Rex cried out as someone grabbed him from behind.

"Six help!!"

Six was quick to react and even then it was not fast enough. The kidnapper was to fast. Way to fast. Rex was gone. Damn it.

Six raced out of the pizza parlor and back to his jump jet, he already had Providence informed on his communicator ear piece.

"Holiday, Rex has been kidnapped! I need you to try to track him down!"

He quickly and anxiously made his was back to headquarters to help figure out who took Rex and how to get him back. Good thing the tracker they placed in him was still functional. Doctor Holiday was able to track down the coordinates of where Rex was taken.

"I found him Six, I've got his coordinates."

Six quickly got to the jump jet and headed for the location given to him. He got there and landed. He climbed out of the jump jet and sneaked inside. Inside he found the same man that stopped them on the streets and Rex tired up in the corner with a rag shoved in his mouth to stop him from yelling. Tears ran down the boy's face and bruises lined his face. Blue nanite lines kept appearing and disappearing as the nanites tried to heal him and he tried to use his powers. Neither one was working for some reason.

Six felt a seething hatred for the man. Why would anyone do such a thing to a child? Not only that but to Rex. His son. Someone purposely kidnapped and hurt his son. The man still didn't know that Six is there. Rex didn't notice him either. Which was good. He might give Six away to the man. Six slowly pulled one of his swords. In one quick motion he sliced at the back of the man. Then man turned as blood dripped down him onto the floor. He pulled a weapon of his own and a fight broke out. Rex's eyes widened in happiness as he saw Six. Then they filled with worry and fear as he saw the blood and the fight broke out. He calmed down and watched as the two men fought. He calmed down enough to use his powers again and broke free of the rope. The bruises healed and he raced to his father's side to help him fight. Although he needed no help.

They took out the mystery man and the ten year old boy jump up and hugged his adoptive father.

"Oh my god that was so scary!" The boy cried as he was hugged back. "And painful...Six it hurt so bad he batted my face when I wouldn't answer his questions." Rex sniffled and pulled away from his father even though he didn't want to. He felt safe in his arms. " He wanted to know about providence's secrets. But even I don't know most of them...He wouldn't take no for an answer"

Six shushed and comforted the young boy. "Shh Rex it's okay. It's all over. The man is gone now. Gone for good. You are safe in my arms. I won't let nothing bad happen to you now." He held the boy close once more. Hugging him close.

"Don't leave me , okay?" The boy said still sniffly and upset.

"Come on let's get some pizza and go home." Six offered as he ruffled the boy's short black hair. The bot hugged his tight once more before they set off for the jump jet to get the pizza and then head home. They got their pizza and Rex got a rootbeer float. Then they headed home. Rex still a bit upset and tired he got ready for bed and Six for once tucked him in. Holding him close. He wouldn't let this happen ever again. Rex was safe with him.

Theme 026 - Wrong (about 1,007 words)

The wrong thing could be a big mistake. It could be an action. it could just be not doing the right things. Or it could be doing something the ends up bad. Whichever you think it is. It can be all of this. Rex knew rights and wrongs really well. He lived both each day. He worked on correcting his wrongs and the wrongs of others. He felt bad about his wrongs and what others did too. But he was a good person. It was only human nature to do wrongs sometimes. Rex knew this and he did not feel as bad about the things he had to do for his job sometimes. The wrongs he does what seems like daily. Just like what he did today.

He was wrong. He made a mistake. And now he was worried that he could not fix this. That his friends were going to pay for his mistakes because he made a wrong choice. He thought he knew what was going on but he did not. He didn't know at all. He was wrong. And that was not the only thing that he was wrong about. He was second guessing himself all the time now as he tried to figure out a new plan. He was wrong before but not like this. He felt horrible. He knew everyone made mistakes but how many make mistakes like this? It would work out or at least he could hope. Things always got better for him even when things were so horrible right? It has before. He knew he has to correct his wrong but the question was how? He had to think. Then he got it. Hopefully nothing else would go wrong today. A lot of things went wrong today and it made Rex antsy and nervous.

Rex knew he did not have a lot of time. After he came up with his plan he thought about it to make sure it was a good one. He thought over his plan again and again. He knew for sure that it would work. He would right his wrong and save his friends. It could work. It would work. It had to work. He had nothing else it was all or nothing. It just had to work. He had to save his friends. His family. The world. Everyone. Everything. He had to right his wrong. Make this thing right again.

He started his flight to where he needed to be his head cloudy with worry and his wrong. Suddenly something went wrong. He shook. And spun down towards the ground. The engine started smoking and broke apart. He painfully crashed landed to the ground. Well that sucked. Not only did it hurt and delay him but something else went wrong. Ow. What next? He thought. He didn't think today could get much worse. He did things wrong and things had gone wrong. Really. It seemed that's all that his life was. One wrong after another. When would the right thing happen? When will he do right? When will he stop choosing the wrong choices and do something properly so things worked out for the best? Well things always worked out for the best but when could they stop all this fighting and near death experiences and go straight to the best?

He was always wrong about something even in the slightest. That bugged him. Messed with him. Made things go wrong like with his machines. He knew he wasn't always wrong but when he was he felt like he messed up big time. He messed up big things. This was one more thing he was wrong about obviously. He did not mess thing up a lot and he rarely messed up big time. But he felt like he did. He knew he should not feel like that but he did. No he felt bad for getting his friends in trouble. He would feel better after he saved them. He made the boggie pack jet pack again and flew off to his destination. Nothing more would go wrong today he was sure of it.

He finally made it to his destination without further incidents, landed, and found his friends. He rescued them after a quick fight with their capture. He corrected his wrongs and saved his friends. He learned his lessons and would not do something so stupid and threatening again especially when his friends were at stake. He would still be wrong about stuff in the future but he would not be so wrong about something like this. He was wrong about all kinds of stuff all the time. It was okay. Everyone was wrong from time to time. But he got stronger for it since he learned from his wrongs and got better.

There were many wrong decisions and actions to make but there were also a lot of right things to do that out weigh the wrongs. Like Rex helping his friends after his wrong idea. That is what really matters not the wrongs you do but the rights. Everyone did wrong things, had wrong ideas and other wrongs but everyone also could do rights. Human nature. You could not change human nature. It could make you feel better about your own actions though. If someone did a wrong they knew other probably did the same at some point. That helped Rex feel better when he was guilty for his wrongs. That and making rights of his wrongs.

Today he righted his wrong and saved others. He saved his friends and strangers. Today he was a hero. He liked being a hero. Heroes did the right things. They did not make mistakes in his eyes. They could not do wrong. Of course that was sill thinking but if it made him feel better his family would allow him to continuing thinking of such. He was hard to cheer up sometimes when he did something wrong so as long as he had something they'll allow him to have it to help him along his way in getting better.

Theme 025 - Right (about 1,003 words)

What was right and wrong. Right was helping others and using manners. Wrong was running off and worrying everyone. Rex knew this. He knew right from wrong. And he always tried to do the right thing. But providence made it hard to do that sometimes. There were things that were morally right and wrong and things that were right and wrong in the communities then there was the rights and wrongs of providence. An organization whose rights were often the worlds wrongs. And he was at the center of it. What should he do? He was unsure sometimes. Six said orders were orders and that they should, no, that they have to follow them no matter what. But people were people. A life was a life. Rex couldn't do what's wrong when so many lives were at stakes. He had to try and do a different right and try to save them. Even if it meant his own life.

Sometimes orders weren't orders. Sometimes you had to take matters into your own hands and disobey for the better. Helping others in need is what's right. That is what Rex believed. What he was taught when he was younger. By his real parents. Even if he doesn't remember them or realized it. Six and Holiday taught him rights and wrongs too. Six tried to keep him in line with providence standards. But also taught him the same morals that one had taught him when he was young. No needless killing and such. Holiday was more piratical and kinder with her teachings. Drilling helping others and manners into him. He was already such a polite little boy but could be rude at times. But he has his manners and tries not to be (as) rude now days. He was shaping up to be a very nice young man. He certainly wasn't the same ten year old boy they knew five years ago.

He was a good person. He did what was right. He helped others, said please and than you , clean up after himself, his room s tidy, and much more. He tried his best. He trained hard and studied just as he was told by Six and Holiday. He tried to follow his orders for providence and only disobey if he had to. He did run off on his own a lot. Run away from providence. He had to escape sometimes as providence didn't always treat him well. Other than Holiday and Six he had no one there that treated him like a human instead of a machine to be used then stored away. His room was small and stuffy. He need to get out more. To get sunlight and fresh air. Stretch his legs. No one could blame him of getting out to get fresh air.

He helped others. The best he could. Even if it inconvenienced him. He would go out of his way to help others. He was just that kind of guy. He was raised to be like that. He would not let Providence stop him from doing what was right. and he would let providence help him do what was right when the opportunity showed up. Like curing EVOS. He did what he could. A little bit here and there. What ever could help. He picked things up for others if they dropped them. Helped people cross the street. The little things.

What really was right and wrong? Who decided such things? Rex figured providence determined some rights and wrongs with all their protocols and fancy procedures. They might be in charge of him and were ones for rules but they did not have a right to say what was right and wrong. Rex decided that each person must figure out such things for themselves and that he was doing what was right. Helping others and using his manners was what was right. That was what he was taught and that was what he does and will always (at least try) to do.

So what if he sometimes ran away and got yelled at by providence? He knew they were corrupt even if what they were doing was mostly good. He also knew that the way they treated him wasn't right. You shouldn't let those who do wrong rule your life and stop you from getting away to do right. That's how he saw it. It was the right thing to do. He knew that in his mind and in his heart. Just do what was right he thought, and all will work out. Everything will be fine. And everything usually did end up just fine. He got yelled at or had to do a few more laps around the petting zoo but that was nothing.

It was worth the lectures if it meant he got out and got fresh air and was out of his tiny room. Doing this his own way and disobeying orders was worth it if it meant he saved lives. He was a hero. Heroes always did what was right. But they could do wrong to. He knew. Everyone does wrong from time to time. It was human nature and that was just fine as well. Humans were humans you couldn't change how they act. They act that way for a reason. Can't change or mess with nature. Only do your best to be good. Try your best to help where you can.

There was right and there was wrong. Rex knew this. and he also knew right from wrong. He always tried to do what was right just as he was taught by his real parents and Six and Holiday. He knew hew should not be rude so he used his manners when he could. Always using please and thank you. It was something. He still put his elbows on the table and even rested his feet up on the table. but he was a work in progress and he was getting better all the time. Those little things did not matter when he was out saving lives daily.

Theme 024 - Pie (about 1080 words)

Pies were the best. Rex loved pies. He did not remember what he liked or disliked. What things he tried and had never had. Everything was new to him. and better than providence food. he remembered the first time he tried pie. In this new life anyway. Six had thought that the young boy was crazy. Pie was good, yeah, but not pie was just pie. A simple desert. Nothing more. Definitely not the life changing wonder that Rex seemed to see it as.

 Six had taken the boy out to eat as a rare treat. The restaurant they went to had a display case and inside it was some pie. And it was their special of the day. The ten year old Rex looked at the display case in amazement. The waitress giggled and smiled down at Rex then looked up at Six and comment on hoe cute his son was. Six responded with nothing more than a grunt as they were seated and handed the menus. Rex wanted the pies but Six denied him. He told him that he had to eat something else, something healthy, first before he got sweets. If he ate his lunch then they would get a slice of pie to go. He knew that. Rex pouted but did not put up a fight. He ordered a sandwich , chips and a soda. Six glared at the chips and soda but allowed the boy to have them. When the food arrived Rex ate his food faster than he should have and earned a lecture from Six about eating slower.

 But he allowed him to have a slice of pie. They ordered a to go box slice of blueberry pie of their way out of the dinner. Six soon regretted the decision. The boy made a huge mess in the jump ship transport on the way home. He got it all over his face, on his shirt and some of it even dripped to the floor. Six was thankful that the floor was easy to clean up. But that shirt was probably ruined. Stained form the blueberries.  Six shook his head at least the boy was happy. He deserved to be happy sometime.

They got home and Six cleaned up the mess on the floor then sent Rex to his room to clean himself up. Following along for help if needed. Which Six knew for a fact would be needed. He washed the boy's face off and tossed the stained shirt into a hamper. A shame. It was fairly new. They would have to put in a request for a new one to replace it in his wardrobe. Six pulled open a drawer and pulled out a clean shirt from the ten years old's wardrobe. He tossed the shirt to the boy for him to pull on himself. The boy tugged it over his head and got tangled up. Six chuckled and helped the boy out and untangled him from the fabric then pulled it on correctly. Once the boy was all cleaned up and ready Six and Rex headed out to afternoon training.

All during afternoon training the boy listed off all the types of pies he could think off asking if it was a real pie. Six humored the boy and answered the many questions. Nodding and saying yes if it was real or shaking his head with a smirk and telling him to invent it himself someday if he was unsure if it was real or if it wasn't really a type of pie. There are many types of pie. Six told Rex. and Rex as astounded as he listed off all the pies. and all the yeses he got. There was more than he could ever imagine! Wow! He continued to list stuff off and Six was starting to get annoyed. He was about to call a quiet training session for the rest of the afternoon. He was done verbally answering the questions and now was just nodding his head or shaking his head to answer the boy's many questions. He wanted to yell. But then he'd get a stern talking to from Holiday. She said yelling was not good for the kid. Six tried not to be as stern with the kid and not to yell as much. He was getting better. He was improving and Rex's behavior was improving too.

What wasn't improving was Rex's amount of questions. Six had just about enough of it. He didn't think he was good with kids but he was getting better and he was pretty good with Rex. Better than when he first met the kid and was given the responsibility of training the kid and unknown to him also being parent of him. He was trying to humor the kid but he was at his limits. He finally snapped as he blocked on of Rex's kicks. "Okay rest of this session will be a quiet one" he ordered. The boy instantly went quiet and nodded. He bowed slightly "Yes Sir" he whispered and that was the last words he said before he continued his training silently.

Six was curious about this. Usually it took a long time and lots of yelling to get Rex to be quiet. Perhaps he was hopping to get more pie after diner and was behaving so he could get desert. Six wouldn't give the boy anymore today he was to hyper from the sweets he already had and made a mess earlier. Six did not want to clean the boy up again. Even though he'd probably need a bath before bed. He did not want to clean him and the area near him up then bathe him to. One bath was enough for one day. Rex didn't have enough clothing in his wardrobe to mess up another shirt and get changed three or four times. But he knew barging and promises worked well to get Rex to behave so maybe he would promise him some pie at the end of the week if he was good the rest of this week. It might work and he wouldn't have to worry about any bad behavior from the kid this week. Well he would still worry but maybe he would not have to actually deal with any bad behavior or major bad things at least. He would never expect that the kid behave perfectly. It wasn't possible he was just a kid after all. A kid obsessed with pie.

Theme 023 - Ninja (about 1020 words)

A ninja was a stealthy and deadly person that used their skills to kill. They were warriors. They trained long and hard to hone their skills and to master their profession. It took years. One must start training at a very young age. Be very determined. Have an amazing master. It was hard work. The weren't always without morals either. The morals they had were ones that they would fallow always and bring to the grave. They would fight for what they believe in. The morals would be passed on from master to pupil. Don't kills certain people, politeness, stealth, hide your identity. Things such as that.

Six. He was a ninja. A well trained and respected one. Well in the eyes of Rex anyway. Six was highly skilled, deadly and sneaky. Things ninjas have. He was a ninja but he didn't consider himself as such. A master assassin yes, ninja no. He did not mind being called a ninja. He kinda was. He would be lying if he said that he did not enjoy showing off his skills. It was enjoyable. But that was not how he was raised. He was taught not to show off.

It not only showed off your skills, your strengths and weakness but it was also rude and dishonorable. His master, One, was a respectable old man that may have taught him to kill but he also taught him manners, the importance to keeping to yourself and waiting things out, not being rude, the codes of a warrior. His master was a good man and Six wouldn't want to show him disgrace and dishonor by doing something as rude as showing off. He still showed off from time to time, he just told himself it was not showing off. He was just doing what he did. He was just putting his skills to work.

He was deadly. He trained hard and long since he was a child. He was silent and swift. He could do things others could not. He not the sixth deadliest for nothing. He was fast and could do amazing acrobatic skills. Just like a ninja. He was indeed a ninja. He was deadly and quite. Fast and deadly. Efficiency. That is what it was. Efficient. Ninjas got got the job done and that is what he got done.

Rex envied him. He wanted to be like him some day. He may goof off during training sometimes but he tried his hardest to be a ninja too someday. Six would just roll his eyes and shake his head at the boy's excitement. He always followed it by telling the ten year old to pay more attention to things and to stop goofing off. Rex would listen for a few minutes but then he would go back to messing around. Just goofing off. Six was annoyed but understood. (after a talking to from Holiday about how he treated and trained Rex. About how hard he was on the boy.) the boy was very young still. Just a child. Children goof off. Six didn't but his childhood wasn't like others. His life was dark , hard and brutal. Rex had a happy life , for the most part, he also could not remember most of it. Six could concentrate and train more than Rex could because of this.

Rex had the great potential to be a ninja someday, but not anytime soon. The kid had a lot to learn. But he would be a great ninja one day. Until then he'd have to work hard and continue to look up to Six.

Six was a great ninja. He was cold and harsh. But not cold heartened and with out morals as some thought of him. As the impression he gave off would lead one to think. He could not and would not ever kill a child. He couldn't do something he had learned as dishonorable. He had his limits. As few of them as there were. He was getting better though. Thanks to Holiday and Rex. His family.

Ninjas usually did not have a family. Up until a year ago he didn't really have a family. The five other members of The Six were kinda like family to him but he had no really feelings or ties to them other than One. One was his master. He was the man who took him in when he had nothing. Taught and trained him to be the ninja he is today. One was like a father to Six.

The green clad ninja was a complicated man. There was a lot to him than cold hard heartlessness and killing. The ninja had his ways for a reason. He had been though a lot. He had a hard life. But a lot of 'ninjas' were the ones that had hard lives. It was part of being a ninja it would seem. The hard life has a of making one cold to the world around them. Being cold to the world around you makes it easier to kill when told to. Or at least that was the idea. Life was not that simple. Most of the time it was not that easy. It hurt to have such a hard life and made it easier to be willing to kill at first but then all the killing is what make all of one's feeling melt away and make them heartless. Make them cold.

He was a ninja that was true , rather he choose to acknowledge the fact or not. He truly was one. He had the skills, the hard heart , the cold shell, the harsh life. When one thought of a ninja he was the type of person one would think of. Just not dressed in all of green. Probably.

The young little ten year old boy Rex certainly thought of Six when he heard or thought of the word ninja. He thought of the man he thought of as a father. The man he looked up to. The one that trained him , that he wanted to be like someday. The ninja he wanted to be.

Theme 022 - Lies (about 1,004 words)

Lying was part of the job for providence. Everyone lied. Different ways and reasons. Because they had to and or were told to lie to someone about something. They had to. Providence lied to their own agents. They lied about all kinds things. They lied to Rex a lot. They said they needed to. Holiday and Six felt bad about it. Holiday when she had to but she was kept out of the loop most of the time. Six felt bad but he knew it had to be done. At least that was what he told himself. 

There were so many lies. They only told lies. No truth. Lies. There were many lies told and many lies to be told. They told plenty of lies. Providence lied all the time. The told lies to Rex all the time. They lied about all kinds of things. They lied to him about his best friend Noah. They lied about how he came to be at providence. They lied about the promises that were made on that day. Six lied. He lied about all of those things. He had to. He was told to and also felt it was right. He did not like it but it was what had to be done. He Even lied not to long after he first found the kid. Lying about what caused that destruction. 

Rex found out the smaller lies. This resulted in anger from the boy. He would always get over it quickly enough but it was the bigger lies that made his powers short out and make him stay angry longer. Like when he truth about Noah reached him. It almost cost Noah, the others and Beverly their lives. His powers would not work so he could not stop the EVO. It wasn't until after Holiday talked to him that he calmed down enough for his powers to work and stay working. Noah was actually a spy hired by providence to keep an eye on Rex. The two actually became best friends. Once Rex realized that his anger at Noah went away and he saved everyone. He let his anger out on White Knight instead.

He still did not know about what happened when he first came to providence. How he was almost killed and Six saved him. How White Knight wanted him dead. The promise to have Six kill Rex if he ever turned again. Turned into that thing again. Turned as in betrayed. Turned against them. Against providence. It didn't matter if he turned providence would see to it that he was taken care of. Six would kill him. Rex knew nothing about those things. He didn't even know enough to think to ask. It did not matter he they would lie to him if he asked about it anyway.

Rex lied himself although no one ever believed him. They all knew that he was lying. Six always knew when he was being lied to. Always. It was just because of all the lies he told. He lied enough himself and was also trained to detect lies. Rex also did not lie well so it was easy to tell when the boy was lying to him. Rex would sneak out and lying about it. Saying he was there the whole time. or he would sneak out and lying about where he went and why. Six knew the boy was cooped up and hated being in his tiny room. He also knew that the boy should not be out and about with out permission. He should not be sneaking out. The boy needed to be punished just not for sneaking out but also lying. Rex would get mad everyone else lied. Why couldn't he? The boy had a point. Why teach him not to lie in the organization of lies? Everyone lied to him why could he not lie to them? Why did they knew he had lied when he never knew what he was being lied to?

The boy was right but Six had another point. A point that was made in a form of a lie. They needed him to be truthful. They needed to know where he was and that he was safe. They cared and he was important. Some of that was truthful but there was lies in it. Not everyone in Providence cared for him. It was only a few people that cared but the truth was that he was important. The truth was that they wanted to control him. He was seen as just a tool to be used when they needed him and put way when not in use. And to be where he was put when he was needed again. Six did not want to tell Rex that nor could he tell the boy any of that. He was told to lie about it to the boy. So he did just that. He saw no other options.

They all told lies to themselves and to each other. Six kept track of all these lies. He knew most of them and could tell a lie when he heard one and he knew the truth as well and could tell if it was a lie or truth. so he could easily keep track of such things. There was drawer just full of pieces of paper with lies written on them all.

Things like "I am telling the truth" and " I was here the whole time"  things he lied about, things he lied about to Rex and Holiday. Things he lied about in his past and all the things he lies about now. Things Rex lied about. Things providence lied about. To everyone.   "This has to be done" and "This is for the best" were lies Six told himself a lot. very often he found himself saying these things.

Lying was just part of the job at Providence. They had to lie. So they did. They were told to do so , and that's what they did. It's what they do.

Theme 021 - mutation (about 1,021 words)

Nanites. Where activated they can cause some problems. How? Well, The Nanites are microscopic machines originally made to help end disease. But unprogrammed ones were released into the atmosphere due to an accidental explosion and they ended up getting into every living thing on the planet. They usually were not harmful but if they activate that's when the trouble starts. When the mutation happens. 

Nanites could be a gift, when they were fully programmed. They could , and have saved lives. Their single purpose was to make sure their host didn't die. They could repair damages , repel the effects of poison and start a heart if it stops beating. The tiny machines were a blessing. But the fully programmed Nanites were only a gift to one person. Rex. Everyone else had unstable Nanites that hadn't been fully programmed.  When a Nanite isn't fully programmed and it's activated there's a chance that it could cause its host to mutate.

Anyone with active Nanites inside of them is known as an EVO. Rex might have had the fully programmed Nanites but he was still considered an EVO because his Nanites were activated. EVOS were seen as mutants even of they looked like normal humans, they had mutations in their body this was true but they were shunned because of the mutant state, it irritated and angered Rex. He wish it wasn't so. But it was true. And it was a fact that Rex knew painfully well. He was hyper aware of it if anything he could not escape form the reality of it.

 A person was a person. No matter what. No matter how screwed up they are. That's what Rex was told and what he believed. What he always said. What he told people. What he told EVOS he was trying to help that didn't want it, or even the ones that wanted it but were confused as to why Rex was helping them. Rex was a good person, he wasn't like the rampaging monsters so why did they treat him so badly? There were a few people that treated him well, that actually saw him as a person but most saw him as a freak.

So were the other EVOS they were all shunned as mutants. But that mutation wasn't all that bad usually. If they can help others with their powers isn't it a good thing not a bad thing? Rex just did not get it. No matter how hard the ten year old though about it he could not find a reason why anyone would or should hate EVOS like him, sure he got why they hated the rampaging monster EVOS. They were nothing but trouble. They would ruin whole cites and could kills so many. But why hate they one trying to stop that?

Humans as whole don't tend to like people that are different, or anything different. History showed just how violent that dislike and hatred can become. The EVOS were not any different. They were not  human anymore or more like looked human so they were shunned. Simple as that.

Nanites were a good thing, could be a good thing, they we're intend as such after all. So why did the little microscopic machines have to cause so much trouble? More then what they actually create. Drive people to hate those trying to help them. It was ridiculous to the ten year old. Rex kinda understood. He got it. He just didn't like it. He wished it was different.

Six told him before many times In fact "Who cares what others think of you Rex? You know you're a good person and your family and friends accept you. That's enough."

Rex would always shake his head " I don't care what others think of me. I'm happy with the friends I have. It's how everyone treats me. I can't even go get a burger with out someone yelling an insult at me and usually attacking me. I have to run off so we don't get in a fight. I don't want that. I just want peace." 

Six understood that but he had nothing to offer the boy, he was right after all people did openly attack him now that the world knew who he was or more like what he was. No one would dare hurt him or say anything when Six was around, but Six couldn't always be there. And he shouldn't. Rex ended to lean to fend for himself. 

Even most providence agents hated the mutations. They would harass Rex to no end. Although not as bad as the strangers on the street near the burger place. These agents knew of Six, maybe a little to well. And we're scared of him and knew he was near by. The strangers at the burger place only stayed clear when they saw Six. After all he wasn't the most friendly looking person to be around. No one wanted to approach him or be approached by him. All knew just by looking that they didn't want to anger him. 

The mutations from the Nanites varied from person to person. Most would mutate into rampaging monsters and it was often painful. It couldn't be stopped or slowed down (usually) and Rex was the only cure. Other wise the victim would likely be killed.

A vary from reality. It's no wonder people were mean and cruel to anyone with active Nanites. Or Nanite powers. They were worried and scarred, maybe even terrified.

Rex wanted to change that, maybe if he helped enough people. Cured enough EVOed out monsters the world would see him and other so called mutants differently. They wouldn't be so mean.

Rex could only hope. And try. He would keep doing what he did. He would keep fighting off the haters and dealing with the abuse from passers by. He was stronger than that. The mutation that made him biomechanal would wipe the floor with them any time. And he knew it. He was better than them, above them. Because he was a good person who was choosing to help others instead of yell at them for differences.