The Crawford's Multiverse of Madness

Chapter 90

"So how long until we arrive?" Elizabeth asked a bit concerned for the plight of whoever it was that called for help.

Currently, the group was in the Quinjet, flying across the North Atlantic Ocean at speeds that the human technology of today could not manage.

Zeel had managed to create a faster quinjet, but even with his World-eclipsing intelligence, Zeel could only manage to make the bare minimum with all his creations.

The Forbidden Cube had sealed most of his knowledge, leaving him with the bare minimum to get by. That was still enough considering the primitive worlds he had visited so far, but Zeel was ever-cautious about being watched. Don't do anything to gain attention and nobody will give you attention.

"Feels pretty secure for mock 3," John said feeling no discomfort while traveling at such speeds.

"Isolation barrier courtesy Alice, I studied her and built it," Zeel replied.

"How long until we get there?" John asked feeling the need to express his frustrations physically.

"About ten minutes or something. I am trying to track the battle; they're running as we speak," Zeel replied as a couple of dots pop up onto the screen at the center table.

Elizabeth watched for a while before asking "Can't we get a better image?"

"Yeah, it's kind of hard when the technology isn't on par with what we can use. We can access almost anything but it's like using crystal clear lenses to see through blurry ones. Gets frustrating, that's why I don't use my nanites when it can be helped," Alice replied as she clarified the reason Zeel was more technologically inclined than herself, even though they have access to the same information at all times.

Truly, Alice had a slight aversion to the nanites in her system. There was nagging suspicion in her mind that the nanites were constantly trying to warn her of something. At first, Alice felt like a beta to Zeel's alpha when it came to the nanites, but the more time passed, the more control she had over the nanites.

Though, since then Zeel's intuition abilities that she had access to through the nanites had been faintly ringing. This meant that there was a constant danger to her life nearby, but she never strayed from Zeel's side for too long, hence the nanites were obviously as paranoid as Zeel.

"What's the plan after this?" John asked, hoping for a detailed plan of just how everyone was going to survive. At the very least, Zeel was someone who is always too prepared for anything.

"Gather the numbers, there should be eight of you left?" Zeel replied ending his statement with a question.

"Seven," John replied wondering how it was possible for someone like Zeel to make such a mistake.

"Eight," Alice said as she directed everyone's attention to their ankles, where they could see the scar representing number one fading.

"How?" John asked in disbelief.

Alice replied "A story for another day my friend,"

"Okay, we got satellite imagery. Seems the Mogadorians are chasing two numbers?" Zeel said in a questioning tone.

"Awesome hot stuff, you not only have a lucky dragon, everything else about you is lucky as well. Finding two numbers for the price of one," Elizabeth said patting Zeel's butt, a gesture which made Alice burst out laughing.

Zeel made a weird face, not knowing how to react as this was the first time this had happened to him. Ever since Elizabeth joined him and Alice, he had been feeling a new budding emotion. Something pleasant but not as intense as love, it felt like contentment? Happiness?