Morgan told me go to the factory and sift through the data gathered there. She said she had better things to do. It was incredibly boring, watching video footage on fast forward to see if there was anything of interest. Whatever kept me away from the bloodshed was find with me, though. If it meant I didn't have to go out in the field with a gun, and didn't have to go through any more of that training...I could do this forever.

I sat on the floor, one leg crossed and one leg stretched out. I stretched a bit towards my outstretched leg absentmindedly. Right now I was going through the last week or so of footage from the base the Lyoko Warriors used. The one I left poison out in front of. It was supposed to kill Odd. He lived by food, and he would die by food, his obsession would become his downfall. There was something morbidly hilarious about how Morgan killed people.

There was this guy living in the base, now. I had a large database...I think it used to belong to national security...that would take someone's pictures and cross reference them with everyone's data. I identified this guy as Ulrich Stern's father.

I informed Morgan about my findings, and she told me to make this guy a priority. So, here I was...looking through two weeks worth of this guy trying to survive through an apocalypse. He didn't do much, honestly. He ate, he slept...and then he went out...for a really long time. I sighed. I was sure Morgan would want me to track him outside, too. If I was supposed to track someone, I was about to track someone everywhere they went. There were enough cameras at my disposal that I could do it. But it was a pain for someone like me. Morgan was much more capable of going through this efficiently, what with her incredible ability to multitask. That wasn't for me to decide, though.

So, as I went through all the cameras we had to piece together where Ulrich's dad was...my mind wandered. I didn't want my mind to wander, but this was mindless work...I couldn't help it.

Since I was to be Morgan's assistant and, well, as close to friend as she was ever going to get...she thought it would be useful if I went through some training, both mental and physical. I didn't...remember...a whole lot of the training. It felt like I was muffled under a blanket, but there was nothing I could or wanted to do about it. There was a lot of killing monsters and other humans, and doing obstacle courses made up of the environment.

She would place her hands on me sometimes, as a form of congratulations, and my mind would tingle. It was really nice, actually. As long as I did the things she wanted. If not, well...one could imagine. I couldn't really remember that. Anyways, now I was pretty good at fighting and using certain weapons and such...I certainly knew how to handle the EMP gun I kept in a holster on my hip. It was loaded and ready to go if anybody made it inside past the monsters.

There were only a few monsters around the actual factory. There weren't a whole lot of people that could even get passed that, but if I needed to, I also had a ton of monsters at my disposal. There was a command input program on the laptop I worked on. That was another thing Morgan taught me, how to enter commands for the monster. It would be pretty inconvenient if I had to call her every time I wanted a monster to do something. The programming was pretty simple...although, to be fair, she simplified it for me. For example, instead of having to input the exact coordinates you wanted them to show up, there were hotspots I could send them to. This factory was one of them. After they got to a general area, I could tell them who to attack, and they would scan and attack that person. They had a bit of intelligence on their own. So...thankfully, I didn't have to micromanage them to keep them from doing something stupid.

I found Ulrich's dad in town, he was heading towards the highway. I sped up the footage and found out that was precisely where he was going. What, he was trying to skip town? Without a car? That would take forever. Nobody survived long on the highways without a car. What was he up to? I zoomed in. He was...hanging a paper. The camera couldn't zoom in enough to find out what was on the paper. Then he went into town, raiding offices...He took more paper, and pencils I think. There was a moderate amount of paper left in the world. Some people found creative uses for it in the apocalypse, the most common one being fuel for fires. He went back to the bunker and drew on the paper, ate, slept, and all that. The next day he went out again and hung more papers. Not sure how he got them to stick...tacks or tape from the office?

A small flashing light caught my attention. It meant someone was in the building. I paused the video footage of Ulrich's dad and turned to another screen that would follow the movement of whatever intruder had shown up. Usually it was just someone trying to raid for parts. The kind of person that became a burnt corpse on the factory floor if they didn't get away fast enough.

But no, it wasn't that. It was Stacey.

Stacey, probably going on a mission for the Lyoko warriors...as Morgan called them. I had to admit it was catchier than referring to them by name or by Jeremie and the gang. And there was no probably about it. There was no reason to come here other than to either try and find Morgan or try to find some evidence of her plans. And, in fact, there was invaluable information here. That was why I had a whole army of monsters at my disposal.

At the same time, I got another silent notification on the computer in front of me. I clicked over to it. It was the same feed I was looking at for Ulrich's dad. Ulrich was there, now. I wasn't really surprised, cause the notification was for if a person of interest was caught on live feed. So there was Ulrich, and there was Stacey. Well, Stacey was the more immediate threat, and now that Ulrich was on camera, we would be able to keep track of him.

I opened the prompt to type in the commands for the monsters, when a message from Morgan popped up on the screen.

Send all of the monsters to Ulrich. Leave the regular guards, and let Stacey go.

I didn't understand, but I had to obey.