Echo and Titian were driving in the city.
Suddenly Echo's tire went flat. "Great time to forget my tablet," Titian said. She was upset.
Suddenly a man shouted:" Stop! Come back!" It was meant for blue Chevrolet Camaro. The car honked his horn, like he laughts. He thought that the man played tag with him. Then he saw that white unfamiliar car was right on his way. He braked and luckily he missed him by millimeter. The cars locked their eyes to each other.
The man, who chased him ran to Titian. "Sorry about that," said the man:" It's very difficult to control that car. He won't stay still for the second." Titian looked at the young car. "How old he is?" she asked. "He just came to the shop," the man said:" It's not miracle that he gets too much trouble." Echo asked:" Can we keep him? He needs the guidence of other cars." Titian nogged and said:" He can help you get into our base."
Girl bought him and Echo named him Atlas.
In the closet the darkness released Echo. "Emerson," asked Echo:" What name is that? And what are you going to do?" The darkness said:" It's not my real name. It's Evil. When darkness meets with the cars then they need a new name. But it's not about that. How can i make your car friends against each other?" "I won't tell," Echo said. "Your choice," said Evil:" You bringed it to yourself." Then he went back into Echo.
Atlas was still upset. He still didn't know what happened to his voice chip. He was upset because of Echo. How even somebody, who he calls brother, attack him? Even when Echo isn't himself then why he just let's somebody control him? Does he even fight back? Is it even worth fighting for his family?
"Atlas?" Ilaria asked. She bringed him out of his thoughts. Atlas thought that it's good to hear her out and went closer to the door. Ilaria was ready to say something but then Axel shouted:" Rockwell!"
Ilaria rushed to Axel. "What happened?" she asked. Axel said:" Rockwell desided to scratch my paintjob by knocking that table over." Rockwell was already there and said:" I didn't do it. I'm well-mannered so i won't knock anything over." "Don't lie!" shouted Axel. Silver and Titian ran there turing the argument. "What's wrong?" asked Silver. "I didn't scratched anything!" snapped Rockwell:" I was minding my own busness. You just scratched yourself and thought of the lie to blame me. "That's enough," said Titian. "You think that i scratched my own paintjob?" asked Axel. Then Titian losed her patience. "Stop!" she shouted. And then silence fell.
No body dared to move.