I hung out on the outside of a gun store as my time and space aura could feel through the wall. I couldn’t see, but I could feel if it was safe to teleport to a location. I had waited until I recovered, but I really wanted to try it out. Instead, I went into my space dimension and could see everything in my aura. I could go through the walls and see what was on the other side. A man was in the middle of writing something, his movements slowed down as my thought process was easily sixty times faster than that of a normal human right now.
I could see the boxes of ammo and packaged guns in the corner, and I began unloading them while leaving the packaging. Only if a person opened a package would they know that something had been stolen. I could feel the mental strain people talked about before piling up. It wasn’t that bad right now, but I knew if I stayed like that any longer, then I might develop a headache.
It was after my third trip loading and unloading the guns that I felt the strain. Hundreds of pistols, dozens of rifles, and thousands of bullets were loaded into the van I had rented for this trip. My armored semi-truck was parked behind the house. It might have been visible if the neighbors snooped, but at this point, I thought the police would have bigger problems to deal with than a truck that looks weird for some reason.
I was thinking too small. Why settle for one vehicle for my storage when I could get a bunch of them for different uses? I could get an excavator, bulldozer, backhoe, forklift, dump truck, and several more fancy/expensive cars like Lamborghini… And other assorted fancy cars… I wasn’t a car guy. Ferrari! That’s the other fancy one. I just have to visit a construction site one night and have my vehicle storage open for use.
I paused for a second before realizing it. I needed gas. Gas would be useless after about a year, but having it for that year would still be super valuable. I needed a liquid attachment for my semi truck and… Never mind, it looks like someone was a step ahead of me, as one of the trucks was backing up a gas container. It was nice to have someone who was thinking of this stuff. I loaded up and transferred all the guns and ammo into one of the rooms on the ground floor. I really thought that with the gated area being built on a hill, it wouldn’t suffer from flooding.
Unloading everything, I headed to my next spot. I was heading to a pet shelter next. If I could stop a bunch of cats and dogs from drowning, I was going to. They didn’t understand at first that I wanted all of the animals, but after explaining further that I was worried about the floods, they let me have them. It was packed, dozens of cat and dog crates stacked on top of each other, taking up every spare inch of the room in the van as I headed to the next area.
I wanted to find Victor, and I was going to keep him in my apartment by giving him a job. The plan was for him to take care of some of these animals. With something to care for, he wouldn’t leave the apartment the moment he thought it was safe to go searching for booze to drink. I don’t think he’d be in the park right now. It was daytime… So that meant he was near the alcohol distributor, trying to solicit money out of its patrons for the delicious beer inside.
There he was, standing at the corner, waiting for people to leave the store. “Victor? Hello Victor! It’s good to see you again!” He looked over as he walked towards my van, and he tried to remember where he knew me from. He didn’t this lifetime besides the few times he asked me for money. “It’s me, Danny. I was part of your congregation as a kid. It’s good to see you after all this time.” Thɪs chapter is updated by novel✦fire.net
His aura shifted immediately as the shifty man stood tall with his head held high, thinking of who he used to be. “So what have you been up to, reverend?” We talked and I told him what I was doing, he told me how his life turned out, which I already knew. He got fired after his schizophrenia got worse, and his family abandoned him. He has a son and daughter… Fuck! His daughter is in the hospital when the flood hits!
I remember him telling me that after he gained his powers, he looked for her and found his ex-wife, who told him she was in the hospital when the flood struck. After he went there, he saw that all of the bedridden patients were left to die. Fuck! Fuuuuck, that was too much. I was saving the dogs already… Why did I have to be the good guy now? I would save his daughter, but… “You okay, you seem upset.” I put back on my facade. “Yeah, just sad at how no one cares for these animals… Do you have anywhere to live?”
I drove him back to the apartments, and I gave him six dogs to take care of until the flooding stopped. I acted like he wouldn’t need all the dog food I gave him, but I knew it would be close. It was about forty-five days' worth of dog food. If the first month of rain and a week of freezing temperatures would give him only about a week of extra just in case.
“There are a few cases of beer on the side of the fridge, feel free to drink some whenever you get thirsty, and the fridge and freezer have a few months of meals ready. After you get a shower, you should fill the tub up with water just in case the flood takes out the power. I don’t care if they make a mess but try to keep my bedroom clean of dogshit.”
I left him to get comfortable as I knocked on Melissa’s door. It takes a few minutes for someone to answer, as I have to look down to see who it is. The little ten-year-old boy recognizes me as he runs away. “Melissa, it’s your boyfriend!” She quickly looks out of her door as I hear her trip and fall trying to put on her clothes. While I waited for her to show up, her mom came and brought me in. She looked like she was in her late twenties, but she had a twenty-three-year-old daughter, so I’d put her at least forty. Skinny with very Japanese features, she was fully one hundred percent Japanese, and both her children were mixed.
“Do you want a cup of tea or coffee?” “No, thank you. I’m just waiting for Melissa. Did she tell you about the flood that was coming?” “Yeah. She…” Her mom tried to stop herself from laughing. “She said you had superpowers and came from the future.” I pull out my enhanced sword from thin air, as I mentioned. “Yep, I’m surprised she didn’t try to think of a lie to tell you that was more believable. I do have powers, and I am from the future.”
She was the first to act like how I thought someone would when I showed my powers. “So… Is it a trick or something? How did you make that sword appear like that? Is it a fake collapsible sword?” I grabbed the teacup off the table before I stored the entire table. She looked down, feeling for the missing table as I went on to explain. “Spatial storage isn’t all that flashy, but I can also manipulate bones if that would convince you.”
Handing her the teacup, she looked at me, confused, before her hand started to shake. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, and she fainted just as Melissa rounded the corner to see her pass out. I put the table back as I said. “Well… That makes things easier. You can go get her a suitcase, and we’ll load her up while she’s still passed out so we don’t have to fight with her.”
I didn’t care what her mother thought about the situation. If I let things play out like they had the first time, she’d be dead in a month anyway. She can be mad at me while she and her son are alive in a warm mansion this time around.