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Page 7 - The Origin
Location: Silverstone Circuit, Northamptonshire
Time: 10 am, Saturday
We are all here... well, except for Owen. Stuck in traffic? And it seems to be an invitation-only event, with those rich snooty drivers in their supercars.
What is that Mahler guy want to prove? Don't tell me he's another case of Alfredo Agostini-itis. If he's bent on humiliating Owen here, then Owen should not lose - that money cannot buy class and skill.
Takuma: "Owen is taking long."
Rob: "We Brits arrive in style."
Takuma: "Explain that, cue ball."
Rob: "It doesn't take an explanation. Look."
Owen arrives last, and everyone looks at that pearl white 650S. He steps out of the car, wearing a business suit, taking off his sunglasses.
Rob: "Dressed for the occasion, huh?"
Owen: "Sorry, I just have to prepare. And no amount of fancy clothing can cover up one's rotting insides, am I right? Mr. Mahler?"
Mahler: "Let's begin then. Everyone is itching to run."
Rob: "Owen, I'll talk to you for a moment.
I've seen you run with my car for the past few days. I applaud you for taming it. Now, make him assume that you are just a barista.
Then surprise everyone. Remember, this is your final test. You've come this far."
All righty, then. Owen enters the race. Will he pass this "final test"?
Mahler: "You are right, no amount of fancy clothing can cover up the rotten insides. You think you stand above me? You're born as a commoner... then you'll die as a commoner."
Owen: "Hi there, Mahler. Let's see who's rotten."
He steps on the brakes, for the purpose of masking his abilities.
Mahler: "You're already behind me? How?!? That shouldn't be!"
Owen: "I'm just a barista, huh? You'll see what a barista can do."
Owen proceeds to his plan. When is he going to attack?
Ricky: "I guess it's right to have him in our team after all."
Takuma: "We can no longer doubt. This is already clear as water."
Mahler: "How could this be?!? A barista who just got lucky... is now running the same pace as I do!"
Owen pulls up another prank by braking once again.
Mahler: "Stop playing! You are clearly not aware how touring car races go!"
Owen: "Coffee is normally a bitter drink. Here's a taste."
Owen now proceeds to perform his surprise. He goes on full attack mode, sparing no moment of hesitation.
And it surprised everyone when he overtakes Mahler on the first corner, even Rob.
Rob: "Brilliant. Only a few would dare to overtake in the first corner."
Owen: "Toodaloo...."
Mahler: "He's gone again.... impossible."
Owen: "Never mess with a barista. You just don't know how they can leave a bitter aftertaste."
After the race, Owen returns and then hands over the key fob to Rob. And if Rob's unique mannerism is having a smoke, then as for Owen...
...he simply wears his sunglasses.
Owen: "Thank you for everything."
Rob: "Welcome to our team."
When Mahler arrived... heh... he inspects the Rob's McLaren. Rob would approach him...
Rob: "Are you daft? You'll find nothing of interest. A "rotten" man like you must not lay a finger on my car.
He belongs to us, the Dream Alliance. And I'm sure you've heard of our exploits."
Upon hearing it, Mahler shows a face of shock.
Mahler: "Dream Alliance?"
Rob: "That's right. He's a racer of Dream Alliance. He's not just a barista. He has dreams, unlike you who is a fatalist."
And on that bombshell.... it's time to go. I'm sure Owen is feeling utopia right now. From now on, we will make your dream come true. Our dreams have made an alliance, and together, we will fulfill all of them!
Time: 5 pm
Mrs. Cambridge looks with delight as the children play around the garden. With that assured, she once again looks at the framed photo of Owen after wiping some dirt off.
Elizabeth: "I hope, with the path you've chosen, you'll never find out the truth, even though it's just steps away from you..."
She reaches for it, and then after opening, a man holding the infant Owen greets her sight.
Elizabeth: "What can I do for you?"
And the man in question, is... Brandon Hatch.
Brandon: "I will deposit this baby here."
Elizabeth: "Why? And are you the boy's father?"
Brandon: "Yes. He was born out of spite. I caught my wife cheating on me, and this is my way of revenge. I have thought about it, but I was wrong...
...I cannot let that child be involved in such endeavor. He deserves a much better life, without me."
Elizabeth: "Where's the mother?"
Brandon: "She died after giving birth. She was a mistress. Now please don't ever, ever let him know who I am. He does not deserve a broken man."
Elizabeth: "What's the boy's name?"
Brandon: "Owen. The last name is up to you."
Brandon then passes the crying infant to Mrs. Cambridge. Brandon wipes off some tears from his eyes.
Brandon: "I must go."
Elizabeth: "May God bless you. I respect your decision. I will keep your promise."
Location: Silverstone Circuit, Northamptonshire
Time: 10 am, Saturday
We are all here... well, except for Owen. Stuck in traffic? And it seems to be an invitation-only event, with those rich snooty drivers in their supercars.
What is that Mahler guy want to prove? Don't tell me he's another case of Alfredo Agostini-itis. If he's bent on humiliating Owen here, then Owen should not lose - that money cannot buy class and skill.
Takuma: "Owen is taking long."
Rob: "We Brits arrive in style."
Takuma: "Explain that, cue ball."
Rob: "It doesn't take an explanation. Look."
Owen arrives last, and everyone looks at that pearl white 650S. He steps out of the car, wearing a business suit, taking off his sunglasses.
Rob: "Dressed for the occasion, huh?"
Owen: "Sorry, I just have to prepare. And no amount of fancy clothing can cover up one's rotting insides, am I right? Mr. Mahler?"
Mahler: "Let's begin then. Everyone is itching to run."
Rob: "Owen, I'll talk to you for a moment.
I've seen you run with my car for the past few days. I applaud you for taming it. Now, make him assume that you are just a barista.
Then surprise everyone. Remember, this is your final test. You've come this far."
All righty, then. Owen enters the race. Will he pass this "final test"?
Mahler: "You are right, no amount of fancy clothing can cover up the rotten insides. You think you stand above me? You're born as a commoner... then you'll die as a commoner."
Owen: "Hi there, Mahler. Let's see who's rotten."
He steps on the brakes, for the purpose of masking his abilities.
Mahler: "You're already behind me? How?!? That shouldn't be!"
Owen: "I'm just a barista, huh? You'll see what a barista can do."
Owen proceeds to his plan. When is he going to attack?
Ricky: "I guess it's right to have him in our team after all."
Takuma: "We can no longer doubt. This is already clear as water."
Mahler: "How could this be?!? A barista who just got lucky... is now running the same pace as I do!"
Owen pulls up another prank by braking once again.
Mahler: "Stop playing! You are clearly not aware how touring car races go!"
Owen: "Coffee is normally a bitter drink. Here's a taste."
Owen now proceeds to perform his surprise. He goes on full attack mode, sparing no moment of hesitation.
And it surprised everyone when he overtakes Mahler on the first corner, even Rob.
Rob: "Brilliant. Only a few would dare to overtake in the first corner."
Owen: "Toodaloo...."
Mahler: "He's gone again.... impossible."
Owen: "Never mess with a barista. You just don't know how they can leave a bitter aftertaste."
After the race, Owen returns and then hands over the key fob to Rob. And if Rob's unique mannerism is having a smoke, then as for Owen...
...he simply wears his sunglasses.
Owen: "Thank you for everything."
Rob: "Welcome to our team."
When Mahler arrived... heh... he inspects the Rob's McLaren. Rob would approach him...
Rob: "Are you daft? You'll find nothing of interest. A "rotten" man like you must not lay a finger on my car.
He belongs to us, the Dream Alliance. And I'm sure you've heard of our exploits."
Upon hearing it, Mahler shows a face of shock.
Mahler: "Dream Alliance?"
Rob: "That's right. He's a racer of Dream Alliance. He's not just a barista. He has dreams, unlike you who is a fatalist."
And on that bombshell.... it's time to go. I'm sure Owen is feeling utopia right now. From now on, we will make your dream come true. Our dreams have made an alliance, and together, we will fulfill all of them!
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Location: Essex Orphanage, Essex
Time: 5 pm
Mrs. Cambridge looks with delight as the children play around the garden. With that assured, she once again looks at the framed photo of Owen after wiping some dirt off.
Elizabeth: "I hope, with the path you've chosen, you'll never find out the truth, even though it's just steps away from you..."
22 Years Ago...
It was raining very hard, coupled with thunderclap. After she summoned the children for supper, she hears a door bell ring.
She reaches for it, and then after opening, a man holding the infant Owen greets her sight.
Elizabeth: "What can I do for you?"
And the man in question, is... Brandon Hatch.
Brandon: "I will deposit this baby here."
Elizabeth: "Why? And are you the boy's father?"
Brandon: "Yes. He was born out of spite. I caught my wife cheating on me, and this is my way of revenge. I have thought about it, but I was wrong...
...I cannot let that child be involved in such endeavor. He deserves a much better life, without me."
Elizabeth: "Where's the mother?"
Brandon: "She died after giving birth. She was a mistress. Now please don't ever, ever let him know who I am. He does not deserve a broken man."
Elizabeth: "What's the boy's name?"
Brandon: "Owen. The last name is up to you."
Brandon then passes the crying infant to Mrs. Cambridge. Brandon wipes off some tears from his eyes.
Brandon: "I must go."
Elizabeth: "May God bless you. I respect your decision. I will keep your promise."
So that means... Owen has actually gotten to know his half-brother, Rob. Fate has only brought them closer, with the two unaware of their true relationship.
END OF PART 1
END OF PART 1