The History Hunters drove in silence, lost in thought after all that had happened and unsure of what to say. Owen was the one driving as Martin road shotgun to rest. This left Lucky and Scottie in the back of the Van, which was where Lucky noticed Scottie eyeing the device he was holding.
Finally, after a little while, it was Lucky who was the one who broke the silence.
"Hey, by the way, do any of you remember who we're supposed to deliver this to?" Scottie shook his head while Owen grunted in annoyance.
"I think Martin knew, but he should rest for now." Owen sneered as he quickly glanced at the changed Martin. "Oh, and keep it down so he can rest!"
Hmmm, well, that was unusual. Was Owen trying to be nice? Guess he was either too weirded out to be his usual brutish self, or he was too scared of Martin now that he had the body of an ancient warrior. Perhaps both? Speaking of Martin, it seemed like that transformation took a lot out of him. Or maybe he was trying to pretend that all of this was just one strange dream. Hoping that once he woke up, everything would be back to normal. Also, who was this person they needed to deliver this device to anyway, and what were they going to use it for? Something as simple as a chance for a better body or something wild like creating an army to rule the world?
Well, either way, Lucky took this opportunity to begin whispering to Scottie. As long as they were quiet, Owen hopefully wouldn't care about what they were saying.
"Hey, Scottie, you have pretty sharp eyes, right? Do you remember the number that flashed by right before Martin touched it?" Scottie turned to Lucky, still looking shaken by all that had happened.
"Uh... I think so. 120B, I believe. I'm not sure about that last part of the number, but I'm sure that the other two digits and the letter are correct. Why? Do you have an idea why that's important?"
120B, huh? Lucky had a hunch about what that number meant, but to verify, the researcher pulled out his phone and typed in the information. Bingo, it seems like he was right on that.
"Yeah. I think the number represents a year and that the device can transform people into a warrior or military persons based on the number that is chosen. 120 BC was when the Roman Empire was still around, so that's why Martin turned into a Roman Legionnaire."
"Really? Well, I guess that would explain why all those bodies had different nationalities. But how does it choose the type of warrior? Surely, there were more than one type of ancient warriors that were active during that time."
"It's just an initial theory. More testing would have to be done to prove that theory. That being said, I wouldn't be surprised that the person we're delivering this to has the means or knowledge of how to choose a warrior rather than by random chance."
Scottie took another look at the device and wondered just how many different types of warriors were stored on that device. He then glanced over at Owen, who still seemed like he was just concentrating on driving. He didn't want to imagine what would happen if Owen used it. The skinhead probably would become a barbarian knowing his luck. Lucky was also glancing at Owen, hoping he wouldn't hear what he was going to say next. Lucky got closer to Scottie and whispered directly into his ear this time.
"Hey, you want to use this device too, don't you." Scottie flinched back, surprised that Lucky got so close. Silently he looked at Lucky and sheepishly nodded. Lucky took one last glance at Owen before he proceeded. "Truth is, I want to use it too. I know the client might get mad, but this might be our only chance. So, what do you say?"
Scottie took a moment to think about this. Yeah, he wanted to use this thing to change himself, but Lucky using it? Hmmm, now that he thought of it, this might work out great. If Lucky's body ended up half as impressive as Martin's, then he could pursue Lucky rather than Owen. Not only that but if all of them turned into warriors, then there was no reason to need to keep Owen around anyway. Yeah, this was killing three birds with one stone. This time, it was Scottie's turn to lean in and whisper to Scottie.
"Yeah, I'm in."
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A little while later, the History Hunters arrived at the local mall. Martin had woken up, and unfortunately for him, this wasn't all just a weird dream. Reality was finally beginning to set in. In the meantime, Martin couldn't walk around in armor like this without drawing everyone's attention. So, Owen donated some of his workout clothes to him. It was still too small for the newly muscled Martin, but it would have to do for now. In the meantime, Lucky and Scottie were whispering again.
"So, who's going to go first? You or me?" The Icelandic man asked.
"Why don't you go first?" The tech support replied. Call him thirsty, but he was really interested in how Lucky would look like once he used the device. For more than one reason, of course.
"Okay, why don't you go with them then? Get some extra clothes for both of us. I'll be wearing the extra History Hunter badge we have, so you'll know it's me when you get back. Oh, and make sure you ask Martin about who our client is."
Scottie nodded. Afterward, Lucky made an excuse to the others that he was going to stay in the van to research more about the device. It wasn't a lie, but he was just going to research the device in a much more practical way. Once everyone entered the mall, Lucky preemptively stripped off his clothes as he prepared to activate the device.
"All right, it's time to work your magic."