"Wow wow wow! Is that real? Is this a joke?" Ethan exclaimed partly excited, partly jittered, losing his composure the moment he saw the funds which was actually what he checked before the UI of Interactive blue transparent displayed screen vanished.
Terranova: "you earned it, Ethan. And please comport yourself, you're beginning to draw attention."
Ethan looked around and observed a good number of people chattering and staring right at him, he quickly waved at an incoming taxi and at the same time, took out his cellphone and checked his bank account balance to be sure.
"Yes! O my gosh!" Ethan exclaimed enthusiastically clenching the fist of his left hand to express how happy he was as he entered the taxi.
"Where to? Dickhead." The taxi driver asked after waiting and wondering why he wouldn't tell him his destination a couple of minutes after he had entered his taxi.
"Deer Creek Diner, please." Ethan said not minding the name the guy just called him. At this point, nothing could corrupt his happiness because he had just confirmed that the $3000 USD balance was real.
Ethan alighted with a full distended gravity of ecstasy around his cheek and a happy look in his eyes as he went straight to the eatery feeling rich because that was the first time in his entire life he was having such amount of money in his bank account.
He felt dignified when he sat on one of the roundtable chairs and requested for a Pierogies, fried catfish and shrimp platter with a bottle of red wine immediately after a waitress approached him with a menus. She wondered who he was because she could identify the faces of the people who patronize them regularly and he's a totally new face. Deer Creek Diner happens to be the only functional eatery outside the walls of the capitol hill.
"Gosh, this is tasty!" Ethan's vocals vibrated delightfully as he smutched a mouthful of shrimp and added a spoon of pierogi's without taking his eyes off his meal. Unkowning to him, the waitress was staring from a distance, sitting on a contemporary chair with her left side jaw resting on the palm of her hands.
Terranova: "I think you've got an admirer, Ethan."
Ethan's brows clunched in wonder before he lifted his face and looked around to see for himself. In half a minute, he noticed the waitress staring at him as their eyes collided, he had to bring down his face shyly again.
"I don't think so, Terra. Maybe she's hungry. Everyone is hungry nowadays, even a cordon bleu, so, get over it." He muttered to disagree with the resurgent system.
Terranova: "I know exactly what I am saying."
"Knock it off, terra. I have a girlfriend already and I can't wait to see her. I just need to purchase a ticket into the Capitol Hill." Ethan asserted showing no interest at all.
Terranova: "I wonder how much the ticket cost..."
Sighs*
"I thought you know everything. Well, one ticket cost $5000 dollar." Ethan mumbled.
Terranova: "uh-oh, she's on her way to you."
"What?... Whaaah! Emmmmm." Ethan panicked and swallowed hard the bolus in his mouth as he lifted his eyes to see the waitress actually heading towards him.
Terranova: "be cool, Ethan."
"Hi! Aah, I hope you're enjoying the meal?" The waitress asked with a cheerful smile like sunrise on her face whilst she grabbed one side chair to sit next to him.
Ethan first looked around to see if there was anyone else staring but the few customers were all minding their business, and so he was confident enough to talk,
"Yeah, sure. I guess you prepared it?" He asked because she seems to be the only one in the eatery who was serving...
"Nope. We have the kitchen over there." She said, pointing at a door close to the front desk.
"So?"
"Oh, my dad and my best friend, Emma. They both prepare the foods while I serve. Sometimes, Emma had to play the role of a bartender whenever customers are much. Though we barely have more than twelve people frequenting the eatery ever since the awakening that formed the alliance and brought about the segregation." She gasped and looked away briefly.
"I see! What's your name?" Ethan asked and felt comfortable to be interacting with her.
"Isabell Wells. And you are?" She replied with a nudge to shake his hand.
"Ethan, Ethan Hills." He said stretching his right hand to reach out for hers.
"Nice meeting you." She said affectionately.
Cleared throat* "same. So, what about your mom?" Ethan asked after a moment of silence as they stared right into each others eyes.
"About her? Ummm... She was lucky. And she forgot us sooner than we expected. We only get to see her when she comes with some members of the faction in her sect to both deliver food and also take out raw materials back to the capitol hill." She replied sad-faced.
"Awful. What's hers? Did you get to know?" Ethan asked sympathetically.
"They call themselves the parrhesia-dauntless. They are the faction gifted with extraordinary strength to fight. I believe that's the reason they play the role of collection and protection." She explained.
"They are the ones protecting the capitol hill, is that it?" He asked to know more because it seems she knows about what's going on inside the capitol hill of which he was clueless about.
"Yeah. You don't know that?" She asked as though it was strange for him to not know. She felt he was pretending until she saw the sincerity in his eyes.
"No. I don't. All I want is to find a way to get into the D.C. United, maybe I could earn it into the Capitol Hill or better still stay there and stand a better chance of survival than outside here in the wild."
Isabell scoffed and suppressed her laughter so she could talk sense into him because she knew he needed it... "What makes you think getting into D.C. United means you're safe? Gosh! What was he thinking... Listen, Ethan. D.C. United is like an arena designed for a game of death. The factions built it to entertain themselves every day. People who go in from among us ends up fighting in the arena against those bioactivated beasts you are trying to run from. Why do you think nobody ever comes out after going into D.C united?..."
Ethan's eyes dilated and his heart throbbed as he thought of his two friends whilst she was talking."...there is no need for you to go in and you should be thinking of joining us in gathering the crop produce from all six districts, Ethan. At least you are going to stand a chance of feeding more better than the others here because you are working for the government. Besides my mom is part of the governing body of Lysbia, we therefore have immunity, though not because she is a parrhesia-dauntless but that we are playing a major role in the food business." She gasped after she was done talking, believing she has convinced him enough with such detailed explanation. "What about the little children they promised to take into the capitol hill should they be able to pass the awakening process? Or are you trying to tell me that the test they promised they were going to run in D.C. united was all a lie?" He asked with a puzzled look on his face. "Look, Ethan, believe it or not, but then, wh
"Ethan! Nooooo!!!" From afar, Sissy's voice pierced the air with agony, even as the surrounding darkness deepened with each passing minute. Everyone's eyes remained fixed on Ethan, undeterred by the fading light because they could not believe he could even do what he did prior to when he fell. Whilst the beast was still shaking itself, the system rebooted within seconds,[Initializing repair mood][Troubleshooting...] Ethan's flesh closed up immediately and the injury faded in a way that it was as though he never had even a scratch, though bloodstains from previous injury remained. [Destructive sequence activated] [Becoming malevolent] Ethan got up immediately with a ferocious speed coupled with furiousness, and went and grabbed the tail of the biosynthetic killer beast even as it kept struggling to be free from Ethan's grip to no avail. With lightning-fast agility and an intense determination, Ethan sprang to his feet, being ferocious and furious, he swiftly seized the tail of t
"W-What!!! No... There's no way I'm going to talk her into coming with me and you brought this stankovich guy thing up before and I said No! Why are you bringing it up again, I told you I'm not killing anybody." Ethan protested quite vociferously. Terranova: "I'm sorry, Ethan, but you must do it. You must trust the system." "Trust you? Trust the system when it's trying to murder someone and have me be a party to it? No way!" Ethan stuttered and got up from his bed expressing how fed up he was with the task list that was displayed before his very eyes. "Terranova: "Ethan, you have to get on with one of them and your time to select what task to go with is counting down. Remember, any task you skip will keep resurfacing. Choose wisely." Frustrated, Ethan rubbed his forehead and whispered, "Then there's no point in asking me to choose! This feels like cheating. You said I would have the freedom to decide my own actions..." His words trailed off inaudibly, expressing his discontent.T
Terranova: "I can't remember telling you I know everything and within the short time of our working together, you ought to have erased that assumption off your mind. Hold on a minute..." The system refrained from speaking for a minute and a half... "Ethan, there is only one way in, aside this front gate, but you are not going to like it." "Tell me about it already." Ethan spoke like one who had nothing to lose. He was already uncomfortable with standing out there and doing nothing in a busy street because everyone seems to be looking for something or going somewhere based on the fact that the purge of the previous night left many emotionally distraughted and confused with terror. Terranova: " ...there is a sewage outlet at the left flank and you will have to crawl on your way in..." Gasp* "No... no... no way!" Ethan grumbled. Terranova continuous "...but the good thing is that his office window is just right there, merely looking up once you are in.""Blah blah blah. It's not e
"Gosh, you are so annoying. Must I ask? I thought we are team here?" He muttered with a musing heart. Terranova: "...we are team and that's the more reason why you should ask. Anyways, he is in that room you refused entering through the window outside which would have been more easier." "What do you mean by more easier? Bullshit. There was absolutely no way I could have gone in through that window. Can anyone climb a wall that smooth and high?" Ethan questioned whispering to himself, scoffing doubtfully and keeping his head down as he sat somewhere in the midst of the crowded sitting room. Terranova: "you humans do find things impossible to do and I wonder why..." "That's because we think and we are smart." Ethan replied instantly, almost feeling a rising anger but the system ignored his emotions. "...if you look to the opposite direction from whence you came, precisely your left, you'll notice another stairs which leads straight to his bedroom, same room 32 you should have enter
Picked up the brown briefcase, Ethan was smart enough to take the sewage outlet from whence he came instead of the front gate. Trusting his guts, he never knew he was taking the right steps as his instincts led him until he heard an alarm in the pyramid castle few minutes after he was gone out. He did not hesitate to use the available taxi back home to Sharon apartment. And as he entered his room, >— Status Table —Full Name: Ethan HillsTenacity: 10Speed: 15Intelligence: 20Skill: Stealthy, strike, stumpResponsiveness: 20Strength: 7Funds: $12000 Inventory: pistol gun. Virtue: Amity, Malevolent The systems dialogue box appeared and the excitement on his face was unexplainable when he saw his account balance which was right about the first place he had his eyes on — he needed the money. "Ethan." Sissy called out while knocking consistently Ethan had to quickly open the door and was like,"Sissy, is there a problem?" He asked because she seems anxious. "Yes, it's ab
Ethan (friend inquisitively) "Who are they and what is going on?" He asked audibly without considering the fact that Sissy and her daughter might think he is talking to himself, but it was the other way round as Sissy replied thinking he was asking her.Sissy muttered, expressing her uncertainty. "I don't know either. I think you should be the one I should be asking that question."Terranova urged Ethan to act quickly, aware of the impending danger. "Ethan, you have to protect the lady and the child and get to safety as soon as possible. These individuals are after you, and I believe they have orders to eliminate you and anyone who gets in their way. No need to ask, they were from the Castle. Remember Mr. Stankovic's men?" Ethan, realizing the gravity of the situation, responded loudly, attempting to divert Sissy's attention from his inner voice. "Of course, I should be the one. Of course, I remember!" He tried his best to assure Sissy and maintain the appearance of a normal conversa
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