I awoke to the sounds of explosions and gunfire. I threw on pants and a shirt, buttoning while I ran up to the deck. When I got on deck I saw an army of powered suits fighting each other. I saw Surita, Clyde, and Ocandu squaring off against at least 15 powered suits. What was going on I wondered, who was attacking us? The answer came immediately, EIS. He was whipping my army into shape. I really should join them, it would help the battle plans I made if I were physically prepared as well as mentally. 

"Good morning Wilbur, I have been working with the crew to get them some levels with the power armor and powers. I can upload comments on their performance to you if you like. They started horribly but they are coming around now," said EIS through a speaker.

Surita grunted out, "he's a sadist, not the ultimate AI. I think he is trying to kill us," she said as she, Clyde, and Ocandu glowed green.

"Heads up Wilbur," with that at least ten power suits attacked me.

"I need to level my Power Creation skill, not my Chance Manipulation skill!" I said as my chance manipulation skill kept me whole. I twisted wrong and my ribs hurt, I never healed them since taking a blast in my chest. How long was that ago? I dodged a hail of gunfire. EIS wouldn't even run out of bullets, he would just convert what was already piling up on the ground. And so I spent the next few hours practicing. The next day came and we practiced some more, and the next day, and the next. A week past, then a month, and another month was filled with fighting practice. 

We were eating in the mess hall and as I talked to Surita, Clyde, EIS, and Ocandu, EIS dropped a bomb. It was a mental bomb that ripped apart the current situation. EIS said, "Oh and by the way Wilbur, I created and installed on the ship, a transdimensional engine. I also located Earth. I have shared the technology with the other copies of EIS from this world, I am waiting for you to give the order, and we can sail this ship home."

I was quiet, shocked. I had thought of going home every day for so long, and now it was possible. 

"Can we go there and back," asked Surita.

"We can," answered EIS, "there is something wrong though. I tried contacting the other EIS units and I get no answer."

"What? What do you mean no answer, there are billions of EIS units on earth," I said. I had a bad feeling.

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"What about human radio?" I asked.

"None," said EIS.

Surita said, "send a probe through, one that can also boost the radio signal. Maybe the satellites are out of commission for some reason." 

"Good thinking Surita," said Clyde.

Ocandu said, "could be trouble though. Better to send a fleet. Send a stealth fleet." 

I had come to the same conclusion myself. The signal would be coming from my ship, it would be originating from the High Seas, the only thing that would pick us up was satellites. But still better safe than sorry.

"Please make it happen EIS," I said.

A moment later EIS said, "Done."

 "I would request we deal with Thomas Kane first though, our families may be in danger," said Surita.

I said, "fair enough, we can do that. I think we can fight on par with him. I just don't want to kill him. I don't want to hurt any of the supers."

EIS added, "they are almost all the way offline. There is no digital footprint at all. So I spread out molecular spy cams and I have been trying to identify them for the last few minutes."

Clyde, the engineer said, "damn you're fast."

EIS said, "I am the most advanced computational system in two universes, I should be fast."

We all chuckled at that.

"Where is Thomas Kane?" I asked.

EIS said, "he is in a limousine in route to the London office."

I said, "I want information on him. I want his family info, I want his dog's favorite treat, I want it all."

The others around the table were nodding. It took less than fifteen minutes for the information to appear on my tablet, all our tablets. We silently read through the information. There was a point where each of our eyes widened in shock. 

"Well, I think we have found our Achilles heel," I said.

"You can't seriously be thinking of using ... " started Surita.

"I can and I am," I said as I interrupted her. She frowned.

"I will exploit the situation, yes, but I will turn it into a win-win situation,"  I added.

 "How do we get there people?" I asked the group. My question was met with silence.

After a few minutes, Clyde said, "we fly." His statement was met with silence.

"The armor won't fly that far," said Ocandu.

"Not by armor, by flying van," said Clyde.

"I never heard of a flying van," said Surita.

"That's because I haven't invented it yet," said Clyde. He waved a hand and schematics floated above the table we sat at. After a while, when we all had a chance to look at the schematics, he changed the schematics to a mock-up flying van. 

"How long of a flight will it be with this?" I asked.

"Three hours give or take," said Clyde.

The ship will be left unguarded," said Surita.

"I will be here with the crew in power armor, and my own drone power armor army. I think we got the ship covered," said EIS.

"Then please build the air-van," I asked Clyde.

It wasn't an hour before the three of us were on board the air-van, it was a steady flight, and for the three hours we continued reading dossiers on the upper management with Thomas Kane leading the people we researched

Three hours later we dropped down by an out of the way spot on the coast and Clyde used nanites to change the air-van to a van. We drove towards the city.