A special package would be delivered to the main office. A secret package to be sure. It was not very big nor was it impressive. Boxes rarely are ever that impressive actually, it is what on the inside that counts.

If this black box was opened, what would be inside of it was nothing short of simple and complex all at the same time.

It was a Transporter. It was more like a little remote control for a TV, well not that small. This thing had three buttons on it. The first button said on it "Search" If you pressed it a menu would appear as a hologram from the item and it would give a list of worlds, countless and endless worlds, And a brief summary of them as well. Their tech level, species and populations, and yes even a full list of rules, relgions and tourist attractions to go see if there were any to be seen. This list never ended and it was specialized by Bob himself to show the most Relevant places first and go from there.

The second button was Green, opposed the the first one being Blue. This second button was the equal select button, and opened a portal to the selected place of desire. You could then go from here to there as you pleased. The portal would close once the destination would be reached to prevent any nasty visitors coming through.

The third button was black, it was the panic button/return button. When pressed it would send you, and who ever went with you back to your point of origin instantly no matter where you went on the host world.

Yes it had a directional pad to choose worlds, the endless amount or worlds. This device completely bypassed the nexus and worked on Bob's own transportation methods. It required no source of energy and was one complete object, there was no way to open it. If it was stolen or lost all the owner would have to do, is to think about the Transporter, and it would come to them instantly, this bit of information should not be known to just anybody. Also if the owner was tossed into the great unknown by an unauthorized user, that said user would find themselves with switched with their intended targer, and suffer what ever fate they had intended to deal.


The basic instructions were on a note inside the box that held the black device to help them figure it out and learn all the tricks and secrets, also you could bring anything you wanted back with you, with out fear of contamination with some unknown virus or something.

From your local (And only) supervillain,

Bob.

:: He was doing well wonderous..great even after the kidnapping that occured abou a week or so past. So when he got a message from his receptionist his brows furrowed a bit as he checked the time::

Yes dear..ohh really?! Put her on right away..yes yes and and have sector two sealed for now..I dont want anyone touching the new prototype until I have run all my tests...Especially Professor Slis understand?

:: A few more moments later and he was soon greeting Kiki::

Madame Kiki! for what do I owe the pleasure of this call? We have been o busy you and I that I rarelysee you and Mary anymore.

:: He took a few guesses to what this was about before his finger were retrieving notes over a few products of his own making::

Madame Kiki laughed heartily. "Brandon, darling. It is good to see you again." She nodded to Alana. "And it is good to see you beside him. You must not take your eye off of him... he is very valuable, and as of this moment we have only one of him."

"Now, as for who is going through the dimension door. I will be going alone. I am negotiating some trade contracts for the Bonny Corporation, and I will return with information. We want a good working relationship with one of the future-tech dimensions, so that Brandon does not have to single-handedly design every piece of technology we find a use for."

Kiki looked back to Alana. "It is dangerous enough for Brandon in Rhy'din. He has been attacked several times by enemies of the Corporation. They seek to cripple us by destroying him. You are all that stands between his fine mind and the long black of death... which would surely hurt our profit line." She was exaggerating a bit about the danger he was in, but she wanted to make sure that the importance of Alana's new assignment came across.

"So I don't want any arguments about an escort, either of you," she continued, "Brandon, you have work; Alana, Brandon needs a pair of eyes watching his back. I can take care of myself more easily if I'm not worried about losing track of someone in a strange world. Besides, my ghosts are coming with me; And my God goes everywhere."

She smiled at Brandon to reassure him. "All I need from you, cherie, is to double-check my shopping list. If you have already invented some of these things while I was not looking, we do not need to trade for them... and you must tell me if there is anything for your projects that you can't procure from Earth or Rhy'din." She looked down at the list she'd been working on.

"We need tech for the Bosses' new ship, the Darling Mary. The shell's been made by the ancient Portuguese, so now they want to deck it out with full defensive capabilities, some flashy armaments, and some kind of illusion or hologram to make it seem like a regular wood pirate ship. There was some suggestion of making it a living ship, so it could heal itself and aid in its own defense... on some worlds, that sort of biotechnology is common.

"We desperately require a way to record the consciousness, memories and will of a living being - any living being - for later retrieval. Brandon, your clones could ensure our immortality. But only if we can record the parts of people that are not their bodies... and not their souls either, in the case of we vampires who do not have them. I have very limited capacities to bring people back to life. I don't dare be the only one who can replace a person into their body... my methods are just not sure enough.

"Finally, we're shopping for some nice bio-samples. A good stock of monsters, useful domesticated creatures, and whatever else we might like to clone. Perhaps a semi-sentient, as a living alternative to zombies or golems."

She finished, "I'll be keeping my eyes out for any other nice toys that our Earth hasn't heard of. But that's basically what I'm shopping for. Anything else you want me to pick up while I'm round the corner from the Realities We Know?" She lit up a cigar, reminding herself that she needed to pick up more from her humidor on the Bonny Anne. There was no telling whether the strange new land she was traveling to would have good tobacco.