Orphanage 4

6 September, 12040.

Having the contact lenses to help highlight his route to Oakland was nice at 5000 meters in the air. All he had to do was fly. He did not fly too fast as he was not in a hurry and did not want to disturb the air around him too much. He flew at a leisure speed, enjoying the views below as well as the company of the birds in the sky. He slowed down when there were birds around him but sped up again. Looking at his watch, his speed was around 1000 kilometers per hour. He arrived over Oakland in just over 30 minutes after his departure.

Darren cruised northward, to the more forested parts of the city, past the volcanic preserve. He descended slowly between the thick brush. While he hovered in the leaves, he transformed back to his original self, with his brown hair and blue eyes. He fixed his clothes and hair when he landed on his feet.