Marie, who was wearing her black space suit, looked at Diara, who was also wearing a similar suit.
Although in theory she did not need it because she had protection in her soul, it never hurt to have too much protection.
During the last two months, they prepared for the trip in the multiverse. The first thing they had done was to create a construction in the form of control.
In that building, 10 nuclear reactors were placed with a small enchantment to reconvert the used nuclear material into a fissile one and that always has water.
That way you would always have guaranteed power. The next thing the building had was a particle accelerator that was configured to recreate black holes.
Depending on the control settings, he could take them back to one dimension or take them to another dimension.
For greater security, Marie built 3 machines, one was owned by Diara, another was her and another was stored in Marie's pocket size.
This to always have a backup, also to prevent control from falling into the wrong hands, a restriction of divine energy was put.
With which only Marie and the soul of Diara could use it.
Having all the preparations ready, they took some large suitcases with groceries, tools, and ammunition for their weapons.
It will tell who had been training with the use of the micro Uzi became an excellent marksman, while Marie used her Smith & Wesson Model 19 in gold.
Behind them were all the members of the base led by Sherlyn, who looked at them with some sadness.
"Miss Marie and Diara, remember that you can return whenever you want because you already know how to return.
In this place they will always have a place to call home, but I think that if I continue I cannot continue with the goodbye.
Be careful and Diara, take care of Marie the best you can because as a child, she can make mistakes.
Our obligation as adults is to take care of her, but you already know that, take care of yourself and I hope the trip through the multiverse is fun. "
Diara nodded and took Marie's hand, who with a smile on her face adjusted her glasses and created a multidimensional portal shaped like a black hole in front of the two of them.
The moment they stepped forward and entered the portal, time seemed to stop.
While they were taken to another universe, the trip only lasted a few seconds, but they could see numerous spheres that floated in a kind of gigantic orange ocean.
Among those spheres, they could see gigantic creatures that even made Marie tremble because she could feel the danger they represented.
They were like mythological beasts or dangerous animals; they gave off an aura of death that showed that they could end their life and the life of Diara.
Although luckily none of the beasts paid attention to them, and after a few seconds they reached a sphere where a light made them close their eyes.
When opening them, they appeared in a dirty alley that was full of garbage. Diara looked with some disgust at the garbage, but when she raised her head.
He realized that they were outside. For the first time in her life, he could see the sky. Although it was not blue, it was better than seeing a stone wall.
Marie for her part, looked curiously at the neon-colored street signs and at the strange pedestrians who seemed to have robotic body parts.
All of them walked without paying attention because they had in their eyes glasses similar to those that his suit had.
"Diara, I think we have to…"
Marie interrupted her words when two ragged men who had rusted metal parts on their bodies stepped out of the trash.
The two men looked at Marie and Diara with desire "I think that today we will have a lot of fun. I think I have not played with a girl in months."
Hearing that, Diara didn't think about it slowly and raised her microphone. Uzi "Stay away from us or you could die."
One man laughed as he wiped his dirty face with his rusty steel hand.
"You heard, Bob, the desirable woman is threatening us with a nice old trinket.
I think we could steal the weapon from him. It should be worth some Ehmarks on the black market ... "
The man stopped talking when he watched as the girl with the golden hair and black eyes raised a golden revolver.
In those black eyes, he could see the figure of death. It was as if he were going back to the time of war where many times he saw that look.
The man then took a step back and looked at his partner Bob "Let's get out of here. That girl must be an android from some corporation.
Those black eyes are not something human. "
The two men then started running because they feared the corporation behind that android
Marie sighed and put her golden revolver away to look at Diara "At least we know these people can speak English.
Although I don't like it at all, I would rather speak French or Spanish. "
Diara laughed and stroked Marie's hair "I think it's just luck, but it shouldn't bother you as you improve the pronunciation of the English language.
But those two men said something valuable before escaping. We know there seem to be corporations.
If we take that into account, the use of advanced robotic parts on the bodies and the use of neon advertising, I fear that we arrive in a cyberpunk world.
A place where nations will always be puppets of large corporations, although it could also be a coincidence and we are in an advanced world.
The only good thing is that at least we understand the language. "
Marie scratched her cheek and took Diara's hand "I think we have to prepare a source of income. If I can remember correctly, those men said something about a black market.
Papa Julien always told me that when I was in trouble on the black market, I could buy or sell things, and I also think that we have no identity in this world.
According to Papa Julien, if you don't have an identity, you are an outcast who can be treated like garbage. "
Diara sighed as Marie seemed to be right "Very well, we will start walking through these alleys until we find some other homeless person.
If I have read enough books, they should be able to help us find what we want, although what might have enough value to trade? "
Marie raised her hand and said proudly, "Papa Julien always said, chocolate, coffee and cigarettes have value in war.
For homeless people, it is money or food because not everyone is on the street for fun.
Because the circumstances can vary, so I should not insult them or suppose why they are living on the street. "