The Random Strangers

10

Whereas on the location of Elijah and Orwan.

Orwan's hand had undergone 3 bullets. And Elijah's stomach was bleeding severely.

"Elijah you need to calm down. Stop listening... t-to him. H-he is trying to make us kill each other! And I will heal your wounds. You just stay calm... alright?" Orwan yelled.

"Y-You think I understand what the heck are y-you doing? I d-don't even know w-what's.. happening right now..." stuttered Elijah as he couldn't handle the pain he was going through.

"You! You bastard! Stop doing this. Stop fooling around with the others when you can't even do anything. Start playing by yourself you coward." Orwan wailed at the guy who was standing by the tree and enjoying this. As he knew he indeed did something that caused all this ruckus to happen.

"Oh, why? I am enjoying this! Ah! What a scene!" jeered the guy who was standing by the trees and wearing a round hat named Patrick Willmond, a famous history scholar, who would secretly do anything for seeking treasures. He was mostly known for collecting the maximum historical documents, manuscripts, and important lost historical treasures that no one could ever believe finding. Nobody knows how this one man can get all of this by him alone. But he is greatly cheered for all of the things he has done until now.

Suddenly they heard footsteps coming by.

"Orwan? What the hell??" appalled Perria as she ran over to him before he was going to collapse.

"Elijah!" astounded Khalia as Elijah was bleeding horrifyingly too much.

"Patrick Willmond? What the hell is he doing here?" asked Perria.

"Ah yes! Patrick Willmond! That's his name, you guys!" announced Khalia whilst she was checking on Elijah's condition.

"You didn't know Patrick Willmond?? He's in newspapers every day!" shouted Perria in a disappointing manner.

"Y-Yeah well I am bad with names okay..."

"Hmm seems to be like I am known here too huh? Aw how nice!" jested Patrick.

"NO! Get away from here, you guys! He- He is the one behind all this!" said Orwan as he was pointing towards that guy standing near the tree.

"Me? Oh really now? Are you going to betray your loyalty to me? My dear comrades?" asked Patrick.

Orwan cautioned, "No guys! Don't listen to him! He has a weird way of controlling his Engine Form. But I haven't quite grasped anything yet. Be careful you guys-"

"K-Khalia! I-I can't breathe! S-stop!" gasped Elijah as Khalia suddenly started to choke him.

Khalia in aghast, "W-WHAT? I can't- I can't take my hands off. My HANDS! THEY ARE-"

"Hey, Catie! What are you doing? Why are you striking me?" asked Andel as he saw Catie suddenly trying to strike Andel with her nails.

"What am I doing?? You just punched on my shoulders!" shouted confused Catie in pain as her shoulders were hurt.

"Perria! Careful! Y-you're hurting my wound I got from the bullet." defended Orwan as Perria's robotic hand from the right artificial arm started to release a laser light that gave out immense amounts of heat minute by minute at Orwan's hand where the gunshots were fired.

"I- I DON'T KNOW! W-what? What's happening!? Deactivate Assault! Deactivate Engine now! Perriazelart, do it now!" screamed Perria as her robotic hand didn't stop even after her instructions, and then suddenly the AI in her screen on the artificial arm replied, "A-activating a-assault mode. P-processing to l-level up the a-activating engine to f-full capacity." Perria knew something was wrong because even the AI (named Perriazelart) started to stutter, "Guys this is not me! I swear I-"