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"Fuck the plants, we gotta keep them from destroying us!" Red snapped.

"...What does 'fuck' mean?" Q asked, not seeming the least bit worried.

"Huh!?" More shots were fired at them- making Red fall back in surprise.

"You told me to fuck the plants," Q informed, calmly, as he lifted a hand and a wall went up, blocking the shots. "What does 'fuck' mean?"

"Seriously man!" Red snapped- getting to his feet. "Will you focus on the task at hand!? We're being shot at!"

"Would it make you happier if I focused on the task at hand?" Q asked, tilting his head. "You appear to be unhappy, Tobias."

"I'd- what?" Red's fire vanished immediately at the mention of his birth name- one that even his closest friends didn't know.

Even as the shots went off around them and the tank swerved over, he could only stand and start at the other boy in total shock- his mouth slightly ajar and his eyes large and confused.

Q's eyes were locked with him for what felt like forever, before the boy suddenly turned and in a wave that even Red felt, the guns and tank all went dead.

Q shot forward, past the invisible shields, and crashed into one of the guards. The man went flying back at the brute strength and Q moved on to the next, dancing around as if he were as light as a feather. He knocked guard after guard down with ease.

He came up to the tank and paused in front of it, as if contemplating what to do with it. After a moment he hopped up and pried the top off, pulling the guard out.

"Can you please tell me what 'fuck' means?" The boy asked.

"Wow!" Red burst after a stunned moment. "Hey! What the hell did you...time to go!"

"Its alright, I'll ask later," Q assured the guard, before setting him back down - rather gently - and following after Red.

Red reached back and grabbed Q's wrist pulling him along as he flashed forward- the forest blurring around them as he moved. He had to find the others, but which way exactly had they gone? It was so easy to get separated, lost or even ambushed out in all this forest. Red was also a bit stricken by that too. Here was, out in the forest with deadly plants, canopy that shaded them from the sun and some of the most lush and beautiful greenery he'd ever seen. Colors he hadn't thought possible jumped out at him and the air was so fresh and clean. This was a whole other world compared to the facility. The world of the Silvers.

"Head more left," He heard Q as clear as day - he'd spoken in his mind, then.

Red tripped and they spilled over- rolling down a steep hill until the redhead hit the smooth surface of a rock and barreled over the edge of some coastal cliff. He managed to snap out and grab the lip of the large stone jutting out like a balcony overlooking the crashing waves far below. He stared down at the raging waters beneath him with mingled terror- at almost falling to his death -and total awe. This was the first time he could remember ever seeing the ocean in person- smelling that salt water and watching the waves rock back and fourth against the jagged rocks below. How could he think of all that right now?

"I told you to take a left," Q commented a few feet above him, hanging off of a long root that stuck out of the side of the cliff.

He hooked his feet around the top and hung up-side down, reaching down for Red.

Red reached up and took Q's hand.

"I felt like seeing the ocean!" Red said over the loudly crashing waters below.

Holding Red with one hand, Q grabbed the root with his other one and hauled the other up with difficulty - more because of the awkward position then the other's weight.

"I haven't seen it in a long time," He admitted as they both sat, looking down. "But I did not want to see it this way.