Hitcher

The two supers sat at the table with Danny and the waitress arrived shortly after, asking for their orders and impatiently tapping her foot while she waited for the three to make their order. “I think I’ll just have a burger or something like that doesn’t really make a difference to me, and a glass of water,” he said as he handed the unopened menu to the waitress with the unpleasant attitude. The god never looked at her and simply assumed that she was your typical serving lady these days."I'll just dissapear for a little while," he said with a sigh. “What are you two going to order?” Danny asked the other two.

He had been surprised by the fact that they had sat with him, having thought that they would sit together somewhere else. Danny could not place the exact feeling but he got the uneasy feeling that he was the odd man out in this equation, the out of place variable. Looking out the window and drifting away from any conversations on hand he began to remember some of his past lives, nothing too important just the few peasant lives he had lived in the past. By all accounts he was completely boring and uninteresting, unlike the healer and the girl with him.

Sachin started to eat the pancakes. They were fine, he decided. He could get by on them. Gulping one down, he nodded to Grace. "You need any help finding him, you just tell me. I still owe you, and make no mistake, I'll repay that debt if it's the last thing I do." he said, taking a sip of his Coke. Ah Coke. Truly amazing, though he preferred the glass bottle. These Americans took all the good stuff out. Coke in India was superior to the Coke here. (Author Filibuster.)

"The Windy City's a bit crappy of a place to be. Last time I was there, I almost got shot. Those Phantom fellows aren't doing their job properly, if you ask me. Crime hasn't seemed to go down, though in their defense fighting crime in Chicago is like taking salt out of the ocean."

Danny watched the two people eating for a moment and the sinking feeling that he was in the way came back to him tenfold. The two just seemed better off without him. The god had been nothing but trouble for them ever since he had picked the two of them up in the car he had stolen and things probably would not get any better for them while he was still around. He stood abruptly, whether or not the two noticed him was of little concern at the moment, and walked to the nearest door, a closet. Opening the door, Danny let the world on the other side be a stark white void, as it usually was for him. He took a moment to look back to his two former teammates and driving buddies. Before he exited to his world he thought he might try and make things easier for them, “Would you two like to go to Chicago through my world? It’ll be much faster for you, maybe about a minute tops.”

Bump.

Sachin helped her into the odd white space, giving a wary look to Danny. He didn't know if he could trust the god, but he had helped them before. Sachin had the feeling that his moral code wasn't exactly the same as a human's though, considering how easily he had shot that thug...

But they were in before he could think it over.

Bump.

Danny watched as the two super powered juveniles walked over to him and the storage closet, which was being used as a gateway into his world, a pocket world. The girl, Gracie, stumbled but the boy, Sachin, if that was even his name, caught her, helping her though the open portal and into the world between worlds. A quick look back told Danny that the mortals in the restaurant had noticed the opening to an almost parallel dimension but the god could barely muster the strength to care in the slightest; it was however somewhat funny seeing their waitress with her mouth wide open in disbelief. Turning at his own pace, Danny entered his own world and closed the door behind him.

“Sorry, I still need to make up the place,” Danny then lifted his hand and within the blink of an eye the world began to take form; walls coming together to make buildings, minerals coming up beneath their feet as if it had always been there, trees growing faster than they ever could in the previous world, and stars turned on like someone had flipped the light switch. “I never really take the time to make the place look nice anymore,” he gave his two companions a lop sided grin. Looking at Gracie, it was clear she might pass out any second. “Let me make up a place for you to rest,” and with the wink of an eye a hammock formed between two trees, “you can rest here. Just let me know if it doesn’t feel right.”

Sachin had been staring a bit when Gracie removed her vest, and then he sat down on a chair that appeared out of nowhere when she went to sleep. "So you are an absolute god here." he stated, looking at Danny. "So you can do anything here? Create life, kill life, read minds, stuff like that?" He felt the chair change into a bed, and he laid down. "Why do you ever come to our world if you can be all-powerful here?"

He fought off sleep and looked at the god, waiting for his reply. When he had it, he'd sleep. Then they'd arrive in the Windy City.

“I am not technically a god,” Danny said with a hint of shame in his voice, “I’m simply the person in charge of making sure the alternate universes don’t collide with each other.” He had watched the young girl take her vest off but he looked away before he could have been seen, the girl was very attractive, and then looked back to the stars. “I can do whatever I want here; make whatever I want, do whatever I want, and I can even make a destroy any life I want. The thing is it’s all boring. None of the people I make have personalities, just doing whatever they’re told to do. You’re world is the least hostile to me without being too ready to worship me,” Danny again thought back to a previous life.

Waving his hand, the sky shimmered and changed into a monolithic screen, or rather a veil, looking into another universe that existed alongside the one the boy was from. The world seemed to still be in a type of medieval time period, “This is a world where they have yet to pass this stage in their history even though they have been around longer than your world. I think it has something to do with the powers your people tend to exhibit,” the god then sat and thought for a moment, something he did on a regular basis.

Danny then stood and began to hover off the ground, “I hope that answered your questions.” He then began to rise towards the sky to better examine the world he had wanted to observe, “You may sleep as much as you like.” The man did not need to sleep in his own world and left so the two could rest in peace. One of the many things he could not experience in this world.

Sachin continued sleeping, waking up only when Gracie called the name of Danny. He yawned, and started to get up, still in his clothes from yesterday. "God, was that a good nap." he said, sitting back on the bed. "Really comfortable bed too." He stretched, and then used a nearby sink that had been created a while ago to wash his face, and used a towel to wipe it.

"Dan, where are you?" he asked, noticing the God's absence. He then noticed a window that showed a Chicago sidewalk. "He left us a way out." he noted.

“Yes,” the entire world says to let Gracie know that he is there. A small vortex forms a few feet from the both of the heroes as small particles start to accumulate from throughout the universe, slowly the vortex begins to take on the human shape Danny. “You need anything?” he asked Gracie. He then looked to the boy and said, “Yes, you’re not prisoners here. You may leave whenever you want.” Looking between the both of them Danny tried to keep some sort of conversation going by commenting on something, something that might spark a conversation, “You look good in your nightwear, Gracie.”

It was not until after the comment that Danny remembered that that could be seen as an odd thing to comment on with ever changing human customs. “I’m sorry if that was inappropriate,” the god said to the woman. Closing and rubbing his eyes almost as though he was trying to rub the memory from his mind, Danny turned away from the two and looked to the window. “It’s a pretty day,” a smile made its way over his face, a genuine smile, and he continued, “you two should get going.”