Ethan: (facially disapproving her decision) "C'mon, Isabell. Are you helping me or not?" He asked unamused. Isabell leaned forward, ensuring eye-to-eye contact with him. "I am certainly helping you Ethan. Trust me, you are going to need my help and I know you are not going to survive a whole day without me. This is me lending you a helping hand. So?" She said hastily and wrapped her arms around her, giving a listening ear to hear him out. Ethan was silent at the moment, wondering why she never seem to understand that he rather wants her to watch over Sissy and little Brooke than the other way round. After a moment of silence, Sissy spoke... "Ethan, what are you saying about her offer to help?" ... breaking the silence, Ethan blinked his eyelids and replied without thinking. "Okay, fine. How do you intend keeping these two safe because they are definitely not coming with me to D.C. United." He expressed himself with all alacrity because he wanted her to understand him. "And who said
Isabell: (sighs) "And you think for a moment that I am leaving my family? I need to see my mom and this is the only chance I have got. I am not a child, Ethan! I am old enough to take care of myself." Ethan stood at the entrance to a bus that had just pulled over to pick up passengers and turned to Isabell, preventing her from entering the bus. "You think you are old enough." Ethan said."Isabell, you have to go back now before it is too late. Those beasts don't care if you are old enough to take care of yourself. " Ethan's tone was part scolding and part concern. "It is already too late, Ethan. Let me pass." She rumbled and forced her way through, he had no choice but to step aside for her. "And whether you are coming or not, I was already going to leave Greenway today." She added. "You are?" Ethan gasped frowning in confusion as he followed her into the bus immediately. "You never told me you were leaving Greenway, and I doubt you informed your dad about it. Move inside, I'm sitt
"Scrap!" Ethan exclaimed the second he saw his balance because he had wanted going in with more than enough cash, despite not having a clue how the activities inside D.C United would be like. "Are you okay, Ethan?" Isabell asked him wide eyes with the whites showing, she wondered why he was looking surprised. A quick glance at her and scratched his neck "I'm fine. Yeah. Ummm... Can we go now?" Ethan replied her and turned quickly to get his card from the lady while asking for permission to leave. His lips curled. The minute the lady noticed he was angry, she handed over the debit card to him and pointed in the direction he should go "Sure." She said immediately, pushing the eyeglasses on her face closer... Ethan, glaring in a condescending manner, walked away with Isabell following hard on his tail towards the steel gate which was obviously the main and final entrance into D.C. United. Two of three armed men followed behind Ethan and Isabell after the lady pointed in the direction
Ethan's forehead wrinkled with a mix of concern and deep contemplation as he carefully pondered on the words Peter uttered. Despite the fact that Peter was already in the process of leaving, Ethan remained absorbed in his thoughts, appearing unaware of Peter's departure. Sensing the urgency of the situation, Isabell swiftly moved forward, accelerating her pace in order to catch up with Peter without hesitation. Desperation tinted her voice as she called out, imploring him to halt and direct his attention towards them. "Hey, please, take a moment and listen. We need to understand what is happening here," she pleaded even as her restless demeanor mirrored the importance of the information she sought. "If you need to understand, then I suggest you both come with me. Try to keep up." Peter Bell said and kept walking as fast as he could they were able to tell he was trying to meet up an important schedule. Ethan and Isabell followed him without questioning even as they kept rolling their
Terranova: (speaking aloud in Ethan's head) "They are going to demand for a face scan after your thumbprint. Ethan, in those moments you may experience a high pitch whistling sound and it is going to be painful due to my presence in you." Ethan's brows knitted in deep thoughts, he replied with a whispering tone "then shut down instead and reboot afterwards. I know you have shut down once, so I believe you can do it again. Do it now." "Negative, Ethan. Please endure throughout the process. If you don't, you are going to be taken into a lab for a scan and I have been studying the lab ever since we got here. They drug the sickly ones to death. Ethan, the drug used is very deadly, you may not survive it. Do your best to suppress the pain and do not scream." Terranova warned with an absolutely determined tone. "Alright. Quiet now, I'll try. It was cool not hearing from you for some time now. I really missed feeling human," he grumbled whisperingly "I feel like a robot. Jesus!" And excla
Ethan grinned annoyed at his command in a split second and turned his face aside to summon courage within because he had a slight fever recalling what Terranova had said to him earlier regarding the face scan. "What happened? How long have I been asleep?" Isabell asked with wrinkles on her forehead, feeling worried as she examined her skin, feeling pains all over but with no visible pores to tell that what was above her did pricked her skin."Congratulations, Isabell. You are now officially qualified to settle in D.C. United, at least until your fate is decided by the factions after the must have shortlisted names for next match in the arena." Peter explained and drew near to Ethan who was now lying on the bed after Isabell had stood up from it "it is going to prickle a little bit, Ethan, you have to endure as your friend did. You look pretty much agitated." He muttered tilting his head down with eyes on Ethan, he glimmered. Isabell stood adjacent to Ethan and kept watching him with
Isabell looked Ethan in the eye with her eyebrows lifted as she folded her arms waiting for him to say something because he kept shutting his eyes and using the tip of his fingers to press hard the center of his nose feeling dizzy. That was unlike how she behaved when she stepped down from the bed, she was really bent on hearing him. When he became aware that they were both expecting him to say something, he lowered his eyebrows and shrugging, he exclaimed, "What?" "Don't give me that look, Ethan. Why aren't you answering and why are you suddenly silent?" Isabell questioned while Peter kept waiting patiently, Terranova: "Ethan you have to say something so they could trust you." "What do you expect me to say?" Ethan exclaimed and shrugged with puffy face, and when he realized that Peter and Isabell laid their eyes on him with a strange stare, "umm... Okay, I am having a little bit of headache since I got here but I felt it is necessary I keep it to myself. I think that was probably
"There you are!" The lady exclaimed as she drew closer and halted in the middle of the other four — it appears that all factions have similar uniform design, only that each uniform color differed from each other. Ethan looked so gentle when he sat on the stool and it was no surprise that he could assume different personality at the same time. He was neither introvert nor an extrovert, clearly an ambivert. "Pick up the earpiece on the table and fit it in your ears. We want every bit of our conversation with you from this point to be private." "Hello", Ethan greeted to ensure they could hear him after placing the earpiece on his left ear "So, what questions do you have for me?" Ethan asked calmly but with a clearly bold look on his face: fearless to the core. "Now that is more like it. He seems special." The lady at the middle asserted glancing at those with her. "I am special, literally. So, I was thinking the guy who just scolded my new friend, Peter, would be the first to ask ques