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I did not consider him rational enough to answer, I thought he was more of a physical person. I should finish whatever it is as fast as possible. "...Short."
"Yorha is compromised by the machine lifeform." He answered with a straight face while his hands were folded. His sharp dead serious stare, locked with my eyes and from this I could tell he was not lying at all.
It fucking ridiculous. "Impossible I don't believe you…. Unless you prove it." Yes, although your words are serious there is no guarantee they are completely true.
"I need evidence to believe our shit. You know, your words hold no truth without it. Right?" Though there is a possibility but believing mere words is equivalent to being foolish and naive.
"Good, now that the formalities are done. I want to say a few things." He said, started slowly coming closer to me.
"We currently are in your consciousness, as you already know what happened to you." The unknown android paused for a moment and pointed his finger behind me.
As some sort of huge screen appeared as something began to play in it. "T-T-that's my body…" H-How, I knew I died back then so how I can still retain my consciousness. "For how you can still have your consciousness active." He finished speaking and another tab was opened which was another body.
"...T-That me…" In the video the body was wearing some strange outfit, she had a similar height, body type even hair to mine then I looked at the face. "What is happening! Tell me at once!"
In frustration I shouted at him. Was it his doing, I even raised my voice again asked him. "I knew you wouldn't talk without a good beating." I knew it would come down to begin physical.
"See I will be blunt from now onwards as I feel you are losing your cool…." Hearing him again, I stopped moving as he was trying to be straight no more games but his words seem like he is calling me impatient, however I did not react yet.
"I want you to be my companion or guard whatever sort of relation you want to build or call me." He further added, explaining his intention about me but he still didn't answer my question which angered me.
"Not interested. Just tell me WHAT THE FUCK YOU DID WITH MY BODY!!!" I spoke 'calmly' and tightened my fist, ready for a fight which I think is inevitable.
Tch "Good. Then plan B the old ways of doing things, how about you kick my ass and get whatever I know, plus your freedom and again start that mundane machine hunt day." I raised my eyebrows as I thought about his offer, which don't sound completely bad.
"...And what if I lose." Although the possibility of this happening is highly impossible, I still have to consider the cost.
"Simple you once was Yorha lap dog. Right? Now you will be my bitch, a loyal one." For unknown reasons the way he delivered his word with that grin on his face I felt offended and irritated.
"Haha-hah. Fine, that's it if I lose." In response to his condition I laughed at what kind of android model he is, thinking he can actually win against a berserk model who lived many decades without any other android aid.
"Aurora, everything is ready! The fight is about to start." He announced loudly calling someone out which made me cautious but nothing took place.
"You have 5 minutes and your time starts now." With that said I rushed at him raising my fist.
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Jin stood tall and composed, awaiting 2A's impending attack. In a swift move, she charged at him with little regard for defense. "Not bad," Jin acknowledged, his experienced eyes immediately recognizing her intent – a counterattack was inevitable after he blocked and countered her initial strike.
Without missing a beat, 2A attempted to strike him in the face with her right hand, but her punch was effortlessly ensnared by Jin's left hand.
Sensing her anticipation of a knee strike, Jin executed a deceptive maneuver, prompting 2A to react quickly. Her outstretched hand never intercepted a knee; instead, she was met with the force of Jin's left elbow crashing into the center of her collarbone. But Jin's assault didn't end there.
As 2A teetered on the brink of collapse, Jin unleashed a swift kick to her solar plexus. Upon impact, she felt as though she had experienced death once more, sent flying through the air before finally coming to a halt, her body rolling across the ground.
"I hope I didn't kill you, 2A. I have high hopes for you," Jin spoke slowly as he approached, granting her a moment to recover and prepare for the next exchange.
"He is a fucking monster," 2A admitted inwardly, her pride and arrogance now shattered after enduring Jin's relentless onslaught. She rose slowly, determination replacing the pain that had filled her moments before.
Crack Jin casually cracked his knuckles, his tone filled with boredom. "I will kill you!" 2A yelled, her pain evaporating in the face of her determination.
"If you let anger cloud your judgment, you'll never lay a finger on me," Jin taunted as the minutes dwindled down, the countdown to the end of their clash imminent.
Each time she launched an attack, whether it was a punch or a kick, Jin effortlessly deflected or gracefully evaded them, almost as if he possessed precognition.
"See, I told you. Only three minutes left," he quipped, a touch of amusement in his voice.
"Freaking stop dancing around, you jerk!" She vented her frustration as anger surged through her veins. "Show some guts, you coward!" She taunted, delivering a powerful kick that cracked the ground like a spider's web.
"Seeeeeh! Are you finally determined to finish me off? Two minutes remain," he teased, his gaze drifting to the spot where he had stood just moments earlier.
"Alright, time to take things up a notch," he declared, a trace of sympathy creeping into his demeanor as he realized the toll his relentless assault was taking on the android, who had fought tirelessly for humanity over the years.
As time passed, 2A's movements slowed, her once-fluid motions turning sluggish.
"Game over, princess," he muttered, before dashing toward her and leaping. 2A raised her hand in a futile attempt to brace for the impending attack, but Jin's speed had now become insurmountable.
Jin explosively launches himself into the air, lifting one knee toward their chest as they ascend. With precision and speed, they thrust this knee forward and downward, aiming to strike at 2A guard/arms.
As a result from Jin ruthless assaults 2A was sent flying like how the Machine planted her into the tree but this time the impact was even more worst and painful. The agonizing suffering was adequate, like an all factory reset.
"Master I think that enough, her consciousness might break if you further beat her to death. Her willpower is strong as her consciousness has died 2 times but she still attempts to fight you." She warned and later pointed out the positive factor of 2A.
"That was not even enough to be called warm up, however what you said is true then it is impressive. Let's disconnect."
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Some time had passed since Jin's rather intense encounter with the android, a somewhat harsh lesson intended to establish his authority and temper her seemingly relentless nature.
With the assistance of Aurora, they successfully completed the [Phoenix Program] for 2A, though it was clear that she would need time to heal mentally after their last battle. With no other options, Jin allowed her to rest on his king-sized bed.
The sun had already set, and darkness had enveloped the outside world by 9 PM. "Set the bus to auto-drive, my dear.
I'm going to take a quick shower and get some peaceful sleep," he ordered before heading to the bathroom. He had already planned how he intended to spend his night.
Typically, Jin left his radio on an open network, enabling him to monitor nearby radio broadcasts and emergency calls, often using this information to negotiate for rewards from groups in need.
But just as he was about to unwind, a distress call interrupted his plans. "HELP!!! Is anyone hearing this? Please come to XXX:XXX:XDXX. It's an emergency! We're surrounded by hundreds of Machine lifeforms!" A panicked female voice pleaded for assistance, evident fear in her tone.
"Why do I always seem to bring this upon myself? Damn it!" Jin exclaimed, his hopes for a peaceful night's rest shattered. He decided to cut the call after only six seconds to avoid being tracked by anyone.
"Re-routing according to the new coordinates, sir," his assistant promptly informed him. Jin didn't hesitate; he was more than willing to come to the aid of the girl or woman who had called for help.