Cat in hand, Drake began to contemplate the events that had transpired. If he hadn't been through it himself he would have probably just written in off as bullshit, but he couldn't help but believe the words of the pissy angel. Considering the reality of the situation he began to think about what he would do from now onwards. Stroking smoothe fur of his feline companion, he continued on his way out of the mangles wreckage of what had once been his house.
"What to do." Drake spoke musingly to himself. He had what seemed like practically an eternity on his hands but for the life of him he couldn't think of what to do with it.
According to most survival guides, when one is isolated it is best to keep yourself occupied. Should he try to learn martial arts like the angel had suggested? The world is going to awaked to magic, with that being said who know how effective conventional weapons are going to be. It's likely that they will be rendered obsolete alltogether. Seanna began to let out a contented purr in the arms of her master. Drake had tried martial arts before. Like all kids who grew up on Dragon Ball he was inspired by it to work out or 'train' in the way that it is done in the series. He discovered early on that he had absolutely no aptitude for anything physical.
Upon reaching the street Drake looked back at the ruined shambles of his house. He had spent a large portion of his life there, he was no basement dweller, but he had grown up with his parents and when they both died in a car accident he had taken it for himself. Considering the nature of the incident he was definitely regretting destroying his family home.
He had kept mulling over the angels words in his head. Time had been frozen. It was a strange thing, if time had really been frozen how could the suns rays reach him or a chemical reaction create an explosion. Nevertheless what she had said seemed to be true. Suddenly his body went stiff. He had just been struck with a realization. He was alone. Drake had definitely realized that he was alone before but this time the realization had dawned on him in a completely different way.
Drake was truly alone, there was nobody to tell him what to do, no restrictions or sules whatsoever. If he so desired, he could he could commandeer all of the worlds weapons technology or walk the streets buck naked. It was his choice.
Thinking over the possibilities Drake was absolutely exstatic and then yet another realization dawned on him. If they exist, he could take any quantum computer prototypes from any lab in the world. Thinking over the prospect, he remembered something he had found of the deep web last year. If he was correct, he knew just such a prototype. With that he could sure complete his DIE Program.
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Last year when Drake was doing some digging in the deep web he came accross a server for a top secret facility. Their security was top notch so he only succeeded in getting a few things out of it. He managed to uncover their location as well as a few of their project's names and descriptions. Among these project there was one named QCE-37 whose discription indicated that it may be a project for the development of a complex quantum computer. Far more complex than anything that the public is currently aware of.
Drake never acted on this find before because of the dangerous nature of it all. If these people were this keen on keeping their secrets, secrets, then he could only imagine what would happen if they found out he knew about them. Now that danger was no longer an issue there was no way he was going to miss out on the opportunity.
There was no way Drake was going to get to the secret facility today, it was located in europe and he didn't know how to fly an airplane. Without the option of flight it left him to consider slower alternatives. It was impossible to get there by land, and air so he was only left with one option. He had to go by sea.
With a little bit on an extra spring in his step Drake began his preparations. His excitement was palpable, he had been trying to get this program working for years only for him to be stopped at the final turn because his hardware didn't have the beef. I his preparation, he considered many things: Navigation, food and illness were among those considered. He had never been on a long ride at sea so he had no idea what he would need. Slowly the sun began to set on the day and Drake's ascitement started to calm down. He thought over the strange phenomenon. Questioning the nature of the "time freeze" once more. Finally darkness set in and he began to wind down for the night.
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"I suppose it's time to turn in for the night." Drake said to himself. Looking at the distant ruins of his house, he realized that he wasn't going to be able to get his nights rest there. Drake chose a single house at random from the identical houses in the neighborhood and decided to stay the night. Taking Seanna with him he entered the house, made his way to the bed and layed down for a good night rest.
Drake lay there for a while, and only once things had quieted down for the night had the lonelyness truly set in. He had spent much of his time alone, cooped up in the basement of his house working on various programs, but the realization that he was the only person on the planet gave birth to a different more hopeless kind of loneliness. Clinging to his furry light in the proverbial darkness he slipped into the world of dreams.
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"Wake up!" A harpy like voice rang throughout the room.
"Go away." Drake in his lethargic state could only mutter a reply of irritated refusal.
"Wake up!" The shrill voice rang out once more this time with a hint of anger.
"Nnnnn." Sensing the tension in the room Drake was unable to remain asleep. Slowly he forced his eyes to open and willing his still tired body to move.
"Finally! You're awake! I've been trying to wake you for what is equivalant to 15 minutes." Michelle spoke with the irritation almost disappearing from her voice in an instant.
"What time is it?" Rubbing his eyes Drake forced out a question. He knew from his current state that he couldn't have been asleep for that long. Finally registering what he had just ask Drake retorted at his own question. "Oh, right. Time is irrelevant now." Feeling his exhaustion drake wondered, maybe this time freeze is messing with my internal clock.
"4:30 A.M."
"What the hell is wrong with you!" Drake yelled, his frustration at a boiling point. "Why in the hell would you wake me up at such an ungodly hour." Drake wasnt a religious person but if there was any time that was cursed by God it was the mornings.
"Just get up and stop being a baby." Michelle stated bluntly. "If you're going to train you should start early."
"Train?" What was she talking about? Was she going to train him in martial arts?
"Look, just get dressed and get outside." Michelle said shooting Drake a commanding gaze. Drake thought and considered, if an angel couldn't teach him then what could? With that Drake followed he out, deciding to humor the idea for now.
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Several Hours Later
"Dodge!" Michelle yelled before letting out what she considered a 'light punch.' They had been at it for hours and this is all we had done. She would throw a punch and tell me to dodge. That was it. I was beginning to understand the feelings of Team Four Star's Gohan.
The punch made contact and the sound of bones breaking could be heard by both parties. She had been doing this a lot, she would break his bones and bruise almost every part of his body only heal him as good as new. She even removed fatigue. Who knows, perhaps this will be effective in the long run but right now it just seems stupid.
"Dod-!"
"Stop!" Drake let out a quick yell before Michelle could get out her next punch. "This is fucking stupid!" Drake breathed deeply, my anger almost taking me. "I'm done!"
"Are you going to quit?" Michelle said in a tone that in Drakes anger he believed to be mockery.
"No but this isn't the way! This isn't my way!" He yelled emphasizing my. "I've always been bad at this kind of thing and that's not going to change just because you've shattered my humerus a few times!" Drake let out a sigh attempting to calm himself. "I'm going to find my own way." He looked Michelle straight in the eyes showing his resolution.
"You know. Tapping on a keyboard is never going to help you survive what's coming." Michelle stated with a smug look.
"We'll see about that." His entire life Drake had been taught that knowledge and ingenuity were the keys to true power. He didn't see why he had to abandon everything he knew just because some lady with wings said so. He was going to walk his own path.
Just like that Drake left and started gathering all of his preparations for the trip. Food, water, medicine, and navigational equipment, these were just some of the preparations gathered for the journey. Lastly, and definitely one of the more important things he had to gather, the DIE Program. After transfering the programming onto suped up laptop he had stolen from a nearby store he left for the harbor.
"Whoa..." Drake was more than a little intimidated by the prospect of driving some of these ships. He knew that he needed a large sea faring vessel but he had hardly any idea which one he should take.
"You should take that one." A voice from behind came into his ear. Drake turned to the voice only to see a familiar winged woman, still quite irritatied by earliers events. Drake called back at Michelle.
"Why are you following me!"
There was no answer she only blushed and turned away.
"Ok then don't answer." Drake turned toward the ship that she had pointed at before. "Why that one?"
"Just tust me, I have many years of sailing experience." At that I couldn't argue, I'm not saying I trust her, but I obviously know nothing about the subject.
With that I boarded the ship and got ready to leave.