Rue's P.O.V

'Why is this always happening to me?'

'We had to move every time. And when we have finally settled down, another fucking thing happens. And I am always in the eye of it.'

'I hate this life. How do my parents think of me now?'

'Are they even safe with the ongoing gunfight?'

'Or have they been taken in for questioning by those Special Forces soldiers.'

'Shit!'

'Why does everything just blows upon my face of all people? Am I that wretched!?'

'And now... What am seeing now doesn't even make the tiniest bit of sense.'

'How frickintastic that is?!'

Well now isn't the best time to contemplate about the things in my life. But I can agree on one thing. That is, I should leave my parents for some alone time. They deserve to live their lives happily and not worrying about me every time. And I think they are capable of running and maintaining the business all by themselves.

I shook my head to clear my mind and turned to look at Maxwell who is still convulsing and probably hasn't stopped crying. But what can I even do as I am also beyond shocked by what the hologram is displaying.

(Scan No: #62.

Name: Maxwell Butcher.

Gender: Male.

Race: Human Being.

Age: 24.

Height: 5ft 10'.

Weight: 110lbs.

Talents: Unknown at this stage.

Abilities: Unknown at this stage.

Diagnosis:

Ongoing Condition 1: Anamnesis.

Description: The subject has triggered some memories from the past that were initially lost after being shot in the head and not getting proper medical treatment for a long period of time.

- For further research on the above condition please watch the video for further developments and inquiries.

Ongoing Condition 2: Possible Total Organ Failure.

Description: The subject has been poisoned with one of the top three famous poisons known in the Planet of Exiles; The Shadow of Death Poison.

- For further information about the poison, please visit the Planet of Exiles.

Condition 3: Minor Injuries.

Description: The subject has several broken bones, one dislocation and a few separations.

Condition 4: Infected bullet wound on his stomach.

Description: The subject has been shot approximately three hours ago by an unusual bullet... Probably containing the Shadow of Death.

- For further research please retrieve the bullet from his front pocket for examination.

Condition 5: Nano Infestation.

Description: The subject has Nano-tech particles circulating in his blood.

- For further research, please present a sample of his blood.

Treatment: Please take the subject to the nearest high-level medical facility near you.

Estimated time before death without proper treatment: 01:02:37:12 .)

...

"Delta Team push forward. The enemy is retreating." Delta 1 said over the comms to his squad.

"These guys are a tough nut to crack. Just observe their precision, It's like we went to the same training though they are not humane." Delta 2 said after seeing their opposing party strategically retreating so as they won't take any casualties.

"I would say that we passed selection together or maybe they are from either Charlie or Echo Team. They are just so professional." Delta 8 their second sniper and newest member of the team spoke up.

While they were discussing about their opponents' battle awareness and tactics. A call was made to their leader.

"Delta 1, come in..."

"Command, this is Delta 1 responding."

"Delta 1, Bravo Team is pushing towards you, they are providing SFA. So coordinate together and make this work. Switch to channel 4 for joint coverage."

"Copy Command, Delta 1 out."

"Delta 1, switch to channel 4, I repeat channel 4. The cavalry has arrived."

Every member of Delta Team switched to channel 4 as they had to coordinate with their allies so as to avoid friendly fire. After everyone joined the channel, Bravo 1 spoke addressing Delta Team on their current situation.

"Delta Team, this is Bravo 1 copy."

"Bravo 1, this is Delta 1 I copy."

"Delta 1, we have three enemy combatants retreating in your direction and one is already dead."

"Copy Bravo 1, our end is still full, probably six to eight combatants that have high battle awareness and are proving to be troublesome in dealing with them."

"Copy Delta 1, Bravo Team out."

An all-out battle broke up once again making the residents either cower in their houses or be stranded in their cars on the blocked exits leading out of the neighborhood.

...

At the Inaccessible Island, Ailah was seen pacing up and down in the monitoring room making everyone present tense and cower under her suppressing aura which was continuously released every second. It was so tense that everyone was sweating buckets though the Air Conditioners were on.

"Big Sis, Director Kai and the others are fifteen minutes out."

"Thank you. You can go back to work." Ailah said without even glancing at the addresser.

"Big Sis, according to my estimation is that our soldiers will hold their ground until Director Kai arrives with the cavalry."

"One more down on our side." One of the employees shouted to their leader who was currently in conversation with their Big Sis.

"That's unexpected Big Sis, I was just..." The guy with shoulder-length hair was interrupted mid-sentence before he could even finish it.

"Thank you, Black. I don't need your estimations about everything. I can deduce anything just by myself. I know your motive, Black. And I am sorry to inform you that I, Ailah, daughter of the Great Emperor, will never be with you. And if you continue pleasing me rather than doing the job you were hired to. I promise you will live to tell the take for the rest of your pathetic life. Do you understand me?"

"But Big Sis..." The leader called Black tried to say something but couldn't. And why would someone be called Black when they had fair skin, brown hair, a handsome face and a well-built body that makes most of the women he meets wanna hook up with him.

Plop!

That was the only different sound in the room filled with keyboard clicking sounds. And soon it was so silent that one could hear a pin drop. As everyone stopped dead on their tasks to witness the insane scene that was happening in front of them that no one could believe it if they were told.

...

"Oh! God!" Rue exclaimed.

"God has nothing to do with this. Count him out of this." Aya said.

"..."

"What?" Aya asked.

"Can you, (Sigh!) for once in your life give a slack to the poor guy?"

"Ah! What for? He is beyond cure and don't forget that you reap what you sow and everyone will carry their own burdens."

"Oh! Can I ask you a question?" Rue asked.

"Sure, the floor is yours." Aya replied.

"Do you even care about me?"

"How dare you?!"

"Just answer the question Aya."

"Yes. Yes, I care about you. Happy now?" Aya now sounded so pissed and wronged.

"Hey, I didn't mean it as an offense."

"After everything that I have done for you for all these years and this is what you pay me for?"

"I am sorry. I shouldn't have questioned your loyalty." Rue said now cursing herself for letting her emotions took over her.

"Just give me some slack next time. It isn't that I don't care for what may happen to him. It's just that if all humans on Earth were that straightforward with stone faces, how would everyone adapt to the new norm."

"Okay. I feel you niggah." Rue laughed after saying that forgetting about the serious situation she was in at the moment.

"Now back to business. How can we help him?" Rue asked after settling the tense situation that arose just now.

"Okay... I can reduce the symptoms of his severe conditions and cure others but I can't guarantee full recovery as his body's outlook is currently weak." Aya said after thinking carefully about the matter.

"Just help him to your full potential, we must keep him alive at all costs." Rue said with a straight face.

"Aaah! Is there anything I should know about?" Aya asked focussing all of her attention on her only friend.

"He humiliated me to an extent that I felt like someone had stripped me naked in a stadium full of people." Rue's voice now sounded bitter.

"I must take my revenge on him." Rue added after a pause.

"Okay, let me start processing some injections for him to take but always remember; Confucius warned us, 'Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves."