There was still so much of the Chronivac twenty-five-year-old Damon didn't know. He couldn't begin to understand why the timer did what it did and he was always brought back to the moment he’d set the timer and transformed into a cat. He was unable to fathom how it was Jack's name had been changed to Jake, though figured it must have been something he'd accidentally clicked and not realised, though still could recall them as their original name as well as their new names. Wanting to know more about the thing he'd stolen, he considered he was done for the moment with being a cat.
"But I wouldn't say no to it again," he reasoned as he snatched up a travel case to pack up Jack's laptop, the Chronivac disk, its emitter, and USB cable.
With a final look about Jack's place, Damon decided he shan't ever return there, which left him wondering what he'd do for a fence. Still wanting to continue with his profession, he exited the home of his former associate. Leaving the door open a crack in case she ever came back, Damon headed back to the apartment he shared with his mom, Aunt June and Tanya, his brat cousin. Thinking of what he might do next as he walked, he only had the basis of an idea formed when he let himself in.
Nobody home, Damon headed for his room. Depositing the travel bag with the stuff he brought from Jack's onto his bed, he stripped down to his boxers and headed for the shower. After a long, hot shower, his idea more fleshed out, Damon wrapped a towel around his waist and headed for his room. Inside, he redressed himself, took the laptop, emitter, disk, and USB cable from the bag, and sat down at the table in his room which served as his desk. Booting up the computer, he opened the Chronivac programme and accessed his profile. Locking his cat profile, he scrolled through his human one before reaching some particular information. Clicking on the stuff which listed his financial status, he shifted things so he'd been the recipient of several gifts, winnings, and inheritances.
Pausing in what he was doing, and he switched over to the internet to do some research. The hours slipping by, he soon returned to the Chronivac, where he proceeded to increase his financial worth to almost seventy-nine million dollars, left it so he still lived as if he didn't have a penny to his name, and all his funds were managed by accountants and financial advisors through several trust funds and business ventures. Inputting a bit more information, including he was granted a set yearly stipend which lasted him well beyond the year it was given and didn't even come close to making a dent into what he had, as the interest alone gained enough to make back up what he was given, Damon plugged in the remote and sent the information to the device. Aiming it at himself, he told the thing to initiate the changes and as the emitter vibrated and a load screen popped up, Damon grimaced in discomfort as he was altered.
Changes not taking long, Damon let the new reality sink in as around him only a few things shifted. Knowing the only one who’d be aware of both the old life he'd had and his new one was him, he set the remote aside. Turning his attention to his profile, he grinned at how he now would never have to work a day in his life, "Unless I really want to," he announced aloud, and deleting first his profile, telling it not to revert any of the changes and to make them permanent, he re-scanned himself. Staring at his new profile, seeing with a few taps he was able to bring up his cat profile, Damon leaned back after a bit. Staring at the laptop, he mulled over what to do next. Hearing a door open somewhere else in the apartment, he figured it was his mom, his aunt or his cousin.
Not caring at all who it was, he continued to stare at the laptop and the programme it was running. After some time, he asked himself, "Change something about my mom? Aunt June? Or finally do something about my bratty cousin, Tanya," and smiling at the last bit, but not sure if any of these options appealed to him, he also toyed with the idea of whether there was anything about himself he wanted to use the Chronivac alter further.
Decided on the matter after a bit, he unplugged the emitter, made sure it was on and ready to scan, then went to see who had come home.