Artland Series: MINORITY TALENT
Evan and Elijah

The rest of the time on the signs was still three seconds before the green light turned red. In just one second, Elijah could still use it to escape the red light. But at that time the position of his vehicle was squeezed behind a box car and failed to break through to the front row. Inevitably Elijah is caught up in a long, boring wait. I hate red lights, his mind is upset. The box car in front of Elijah stopped in an unsymmetrical position. Make his motorcycle can't sneak by his side. "Can't you drive the hell?" Elijah cursed while kicking the side of the box car. "Suck!"

Shortly after, a sport bike slipped on the side of his motorcycle, slightly behind it.

Elijah's emotions rose five levels when the motorcycle nudged his motorcycle. He tightened his jaws to prepare for cursing. Then opened his mouth and turned his head, but not a single word managed to come out of his flabbergasted mouth. He recognized the owner of the motorcycle as his racing teacher. Evan Jeremiah's. My boyfriend, his mind is bitter. He turned his face away as quickly as possible before the Owner of the motorcycle realized it. His heart was beating and his tears began to spread. The feeling of longing and disappointment clumped up punching his heart. Elijah sighed heavily then exhaled slowly. But it did not manage to get rid of the feeling of tightness from inside his chest.

Evan Jeremiah watches the motorcycle Elijah drives through the corner of his eye. He secretly admired the modified form of the motorcycle. But he did not notice who the driver was. As soon as the signs at the intersection of the road turned green, Evan followed the motorcycle and rode it.

He realized it, Elijah thought. Then raise the speed. But he's not sure how fast. The motorcycle does not have a spidometer.

But of course the sport bike is not a match for the duck motorcycle even though it has been modified. Within seconds, Evan's motorcycle had caught up with him again.

Evan honks to signal a challenge.

But Elijah didn't notice. If he does not immediately realize that the sport motorcyclist is Evan, Elijah can certainly catch the signal of challenge even though the rider does not intend to challenge him. It is no different from Evan Jeremiah. When his feelings are disturbed, his brain is automatically also disturbed. All he thought about at that moment was running away.

While the brain contents Evan only race.

The brain is clearly different in different directions. But they are still on the same path to pursue each other.

Elijah is not sure how fast his motorcycle is. But he has proven it many times. The speed of the motorcycle belonging to Arfah can not be underestimated.

Perhaps, too, Evan thought amazed.

Not felt, the chase began to approach the city's border gate. And Elijah still couldn't find another way to escape. He also gave up. About a hundred meters from the border gate, Elijah turned his motorcycle with a sliding technique.

Evan screeched in surprise and slammed his handlebars to the side of the road and turned the direction as well with a sliding technique. Then he stopped and stopped his motorcycle.

Elijah also slid onto the shoulder of the road and parked his motorcycle, opposite Evan. After that Elijah stepped down while lowering the helmet from his head.

Evan gulped, staring at the girl without blinking.

The girl stopped her steps on the side of the road and stared at her lover from across the street. For a moment he hesitated whether he should cross the street and chase after the man or just run away now. He knew Evan wouldn't turn him back just because he hit him. But now he is a fugitive. He may need to think twice about getting it back.

But without thinking twice, Evan snatched the helmet from his head and lowered it. Then jump off his motorcycle and throw both things away. He then rushed towards Elijah and hugged him. "From my handicap," he hissed with a cry. But clearly his eyes were glazed.

Elijah returned his gaze as well with teary eyes. If he wasn't Evan, Elijah would've beaten him before the man hugged him. Another man who treated her as a woman, let alone to call her an angel, was really looking to die. But since Evan did it, everything feels different. His body trembled uncontrollably as those words reached his ears then seeped into his chest. He buried his face in the man's chest and shed his tears. Until he is completely satisfied. Suddenly the shadow of the girl dressed in shabby clothes while in the Coffee Shop flashed inside her head. He tightened his eyes and buried his face deeper into Evan's chest, trying to get rid of the shadow. But that shadow seemed to develop gave birth to his own illusion.

Evan Jeremiah. Suddenly the shadow of the girl in the Coffee Shop also flashed through his head. His heart beat and then felt sore. Am I traumatized? He asked in his heart. If he can choose, Evan would rather die at the hands of Jessifer Illucy than he would have to lose Elijah again. But he also did not expect to see her again for the rest of his life after this. Even to just imagine it. But why the shadow in the Coffee Shop suddenly appeared when he was holding Elijah. He buried his face in Elijah's shoulder deeply. Hope the shadow of the woman will soon disappear from her head. But the shadow as Jessifer Illucy stupefied looked at him, creeping in his vision. This is not a shadow, Evan realized.

He is experiencing vision!

Naturally, Elijah actually had one of Athena's vision talents. But Elijah never realized his abilities. The girl should have understood why she was made a Paravisi.

The title Paravisi is a special designation for those with supernatural abilities such as Paranormal. Paravision means Paranormal. The difference is, if the Paranormal is a civilian, the Paravisi is the Apparatuses.

The girl can also see what others see and can share her vision with others through touch. What he saw at the Coffee Shop was actually about what Evan saw. And he split it back to Evan. But neither Elijah nor Evan ever realized it. Elijah doesn't even understand how vision works. So when the shadow of the girl in the Coffee Shop was twinkling on his head he just tightened his eyes. Trying to suppress the shadow from his sight. Elijah saw the face of Monica Deborah. She is the face of Jessifer Illucy. As soon as the two faces alternately crept in his head.

Evan saw it too. The man raised his face from Elijah's shoulder then was stunned with his eyebrows intertwined. He's not J. C., his inner self.

J. C. is the code name for Jessifer Illucy. In her organization, Jessifer Illucy has many pseudonyms and a number of codenames. He could be anyone in his disguise.

But Evan knew Jessifer Illucy never changed his face even though he disguised himself a thousand times a day. And it didn't take long to finish off one city. Jessifer Illucy is not a teaser either. She's not the kind of woman who likes attention. Jessifer Illucy is a professional spy and killer. What the girl did yesterday was not Jessifer Illucy's style at all.

Elijah also lifted his face. "Yesterday I miss you," sizzled Elijah with a parched face.

Evan looked at her with happy sparkling eyes. He raised his eyebrows pretending to be in disbelief. "Masa'-?"

"Now not!" Elijah snorted as he lowered his hands from Evan's waist.

Evan rolled his eyeballs while releasing his arms but did not release his hands from Elijah's shoulders. He looked at the girl and smiled broadly as usual. Then whispered to Elijah in a persuasive manner. "Disabled" he said. "Yesterday you miss me because you didn't meet me!" He explained by mimicking Elijah's special accent. "understand?"

Elijah nodded then wrapped his arms around the man's neck and pulled his face closer. "Gue was crying," he whispered with a look of regret, as if crying was some kind of humiliating illness that needed to be kept secret.

Evan exhaled heavily, pretending to be disappointed. "Can't you?" He asked with a look of reproach.

"I'm like I'm getting stabbed by the clay you're glaring at laen's chick!" Elijah confessed. "My stomach's like it's been pounded like this, bugh!" He clenched his fists and pretended to punch him into Evan's stomach.

"Ughhh!" Evan bent his stomach pretending to be in pain. "That hurts a lot" he commented, frowning.

"Hm'mh!" Elijah raised his jaw and clenched his mouth while linking his eyebrows put on a dramatic look.

"So from now on I won't be glaring at other girls anymore" Evan decided.

"Hm'mh!" Elijah nodded in agreement.

"Unless you don't see!" Evan added.

"Hm'mh..." Elijah growling.