Johnson froze mid-sentence. Rose!!! You… His words were cut off as he tried to face Jerry, but suddenly he turned to stone.
Jake's voice echoed calmly. Activate new skill: REWIND. User can now go back a few seconds depending on his limit. Time snapped backward by one minute.
Rose, unaware of the change, continued, Maybe it's called Dark Continent because the—
Johnson swiftly covered her mouth. Maybe it's because… he laughed, struggling to contain himself, the residents are very special.
Mary exhaled, relief washing over her face. Jerry, nonchalant, continued scrolling through his phone. What? Continue what you were saying, I'm listening.
Angela began to speak again, her tone steady. Well, when we were dropped there, we were given many supplies by the golden-haired dude, and money too were given as well. We rented an apartment, moved in, and lived peacefully. I even started school soon after. The people we lived with were nice to us and didn't discriminate. We have been living in peace ever since.
Mary tilted her head, curious. So how did you come back to Voyage City?
Angela's expression shifted, tinged with memory. I came alone through a teleporting device. It was extremely expensive, so I had to work for a year. I arrived a few months ago. I was working for someone in the Dark Continent and was an idol there, but I had to leave because my manager was harassing me. I left the continent entirely to avoid being found.
Jerry raised an eyebrow. Harassing? Is this person still in existence?
Rose's eyes narrowed. Is he still alive?
Johnson's gaze darted between them, panicked. What the hell are you two up to?
Jerry smirked, a glint of mischief in his eyes. If he's still alive, I'd just have a very… nice conversation over a cup of coffee.
Rose grinned, energy crackling around her blade. Oh, I'll just trim some unnecessary parts from his body. I promise it'll be painless, she giggled darkly.
Johnson groaned. Oh please, don't.
Angela interjected calmly. Technically, he's still alive, but I don't know where he is. I don't think you can find him.
Jerry's expression turned confident. Well, I can find him. A portal opened silently behind him.
Johnson's panic spiked. Oh Jerry, stop!
Jerry glanced back, unbothered. Why?
Johnson clenched his fists, eyes glowing blue. Save it for later, then.
Rose shook her head defiantly. Well, I won't save it for later. I'm doing what I want now!
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Johnson's eyes glowed a sharp blue as he leaned slightly forward, the air around him tense with unspoken authority. "You better don't move your ass from that chair!" he warned, his voice low but commanding.
Rose froze instantly, sitting down with a swift motion, eyes wide. "Yes, big brother."
The tension in the room softened slightly, though the protective aura around Johnson remained palpable. "Well… so why did you come?" he asked, his tone carrying both curiosity and concern.
Angela looked down for a moment, gathering her thoughts before speaking. "I came to look for my dad, but I have not met him since…" Her voice was calm but edged with a quiet longing that tugged at the heart.
Johnson's expression grew distant, thoughtful, as an image of a man flashed through his mind—Harrison—but he quickly dismissed it. "Harrison, right?" he murmured, almost to himself.
Mary, observing the subtle exchange, tilted her head in concern. "Why don't you live with us then? It's not so safe outside compared to here."
Angela considered this for a moment, her gaze softening. "Hmm… I'll think about it."
Jerry, ever the teasing one, leaned back casually, one eyebrow raised. "So what is your ambition, my daughter?"
Angela let out a small laugh, shaking her head. "I'm not your daughter," she said, smiling. Then her tone grew serious, full of determination. "But my ultimate goal, my ultimate dream, my one—AMBITION—is to reunite my family and live happily with them. I still really miss my dad, and I also wish the world to be a little nicer to us."
Rose's expression softened as she floated slightly in her seat, energy dimming. "Sounds like a nice dream," she said quietly.
Angela's gaze shifted, curious and attentive. "Well, I'm done. What about you, Johnny and Rose? What's your story? And how do you have so many abilities?"
Johnson took a deep breath, his eyes reflecting a mixture of nostalgia and focus. "Well… it goes like this…"
Author Note:
And so, with Angela's heartfelt ambition laid bare, the stage was set. Johnson and Rose's own stories, long hidden and powerful, were about to unravel. What secrets did they hold, and what trials awaited them in the shadows of Voyage City? One thing was certain—nothing would remain the same after tonight.
END OF CHAPTER 9: THE AMBITION OF ANGELA HARRISON