ORION
The Familiar
For a long time they cheered until the scream got smaller and smaller because of fatigue. At that time, when Orion was about to call nominal, he was transfixed by one of the attendants in between.
Make Orion no longer say anything. Even when the mood was quiet again.
“What did he do? Why not talk? Though at this time is the right one to take the opportunity,” grumbled Chairman Irawan who was behind the curtain there.
While Orion, he was still fixated on a man. The one wearing a neat suit was black with equally black hair. Just by looking at his back, it certainly did not make Orion recognize who the man was.
But Orion has a premonition against him. Because, he was made curious because of his trembling back.
“He's laughing?” orion is getting closer to him.
Not only was the man's back trembling without cause, but once seen up close, it was seen from his wide open mouth showing molars, a sign that he was laughing.
“Why is he laughing?”
Increasingly curious, Orion patted his shoulder.
“Hey, you!”
Plaque!
Reflexively, the man dodged while looking back in surprise while brushing off Orion's hand.
“Orio—umph!” The man then closed his mouth tightly as he was about to mention something.
“Is this just my feeling? What if this guy without a mask looks like Orion? Hah, it feels like I was terrorized by the boy,” the man's inner self while moving away.
Orion stared intently at him, seeming to think something deeper about someone who was before him now.
“This guy looks familiar to me.” That's how he thought.
“What do you need?” ask the man carefully. He gradually dragged his footsteps backwards, as if afraid.
“Excuse me,” said Orion, grabbed the mask and took it off without hesitation.
Nah!
Half the mask fell to the floor. In the shrill noise, Orion saw the face directly. A familiar face, someone who called himself an Informant.
A face that he will not forget easily. For it is this man who receives the blood of Orion as payment for the information needed. From there, Orion has a suspicion that the blood is his.
But then it was just a drop of blood. Not as much as he saw in the glass.
“That blood, does the blood belong to a small child?” Orion began to ask.
“Wire, it turns out NED Fighters yes!”
The drap! The drap!
The man known was the informant running away from Orion. But, Orion won't just let go. For it was the man who made the blood go down.
“Bigger! He should laugh! Because the more nominal the more so he will soar! Basic!”
Basically, when Orion was about to get information from him, as payment he offered rare blood. Orion thinks it's worth it, in exchange for Chameleon's information.
But unfortunately the informant actually used a drop of blood to be auctioned abroad.
“Hei! Stop!”
“A-I'm not the one selling that!” he shouted while running and looked back for a while.
“Not what?! If not, you will definitely not run! Come quickly to you!”
“Yeah! You perverted man! Go you!” There was another voice of a woman, then a whipping informant who was hiding behind her with a bag.
“Hey, stop! Please hurry! Stop that guy now!” orion cried out for help to the person who was close to the informant position.
“You who stopped!”
A whip!
One of the attendees, a man with a slightly large body posture, grabbed Orion's feet until he stumbled and fell to the floor. It was Orion's forehead that first landed flawlessly, causing pain and shame that reminded him of the past.
“Gosh! Falling like this for the second time,” grumbled Orion who remembered that he had fallen in the same position (incident at the hotel. Being chased by triplets).
“Pak Orion?” On the one hand, Runo who had returned was only silent in the corner, a glimpse of Orion who was bent on the floor. He wanted to help but somehow his legs refused to move.
Orion got back up and chased after the informant again. He does not care if he is glimpsed by many people, especially mc and women there. Today's Undergrowth auction doesn't seem to be ending sooner, so chaos always follows. Until now too.
“Informan! You shouldn't have sold that blood!”
“Ck! What's your business?! Basic br*ngs*k!”
Every time Orion yelled at him, the informant always replied with insults. Everyone who heard was just dumbstruck, when they both greatly disturbed the auction.
“I don't know why this could happen?” Mc was silent with a flat face, no matter what.
“It looks like there's a debate. The man being chased was actually the guest carrying the auction item at the moment,” replied the woman dressed as a black bunny.
“You understand the situation, yes.” Mumbled with an annoyed face.
“Blog 3 M! Who will bring this stuff!” mc shouted that suddenly regained his spirit.
Suddenly, the audience who had been very exhausted from continuing to scream, now began to cheer again louder. Mutually touching each other, did not make an opportunity on the black masked man who was still silent with his arms rested forward.
Hiduprak!
On one side while the auction was still going on, Orion tumbled down. Fall down by hitting the informant directly. The two of them had been in the lower area, the place where the mc and the rabbit woman as his companion were at this time.
“Do not move!” Orion stuck the tip of the sword on the floor, close to the informant's neck.
“Ka-you! Under whose group? I'll pay you to shut up. So let—”
“Don't take me lightly. Rare blood should not be auctioned. What the hell are you doing this for? Hey, Informant!”
“Of course, for the money. What else?” he said lightly.
Zrak!
The red sword that was attached to his left arm instantly re-entered the Orion's skin. Orion got up, but still he stared hard and annoyed at the man who was now lying in fear.
“Basic, he cannot be invited to cooperate. In that case, I should make the auction stage even more heated.” The informant nodded, planning something else.
Immediately, the man moved away from the side of Orion who continued to pay attention to him. Fellow Orion, Runo and Chairman Irawan also reacted the same. Who doesn't know the informant anyway? Even if they are not familiar, if Orion alone seems to be attacking and will attack, it is also a sign.
“Hey all of you! You must really want this rare blood, right?! I know you guys want to get it. But at this auction, there are only a few drops!”
“What does that guy talk about?”
The informant began to speak out loud until it echoed throughout the corner of the room. Lastly, what he would talk about again made everyone fixated on Orion.
A line of sentences stating, “The man over there is the owner of that rare blood!” He pointed at Orion.