Fred Casper was more than happy to be living in his own corner of the farm house basement now that the three girls and himself were getting situated in their new home in the Colorado mountains. There had been a quick trip back to the ship in their helicopter to get more supplies including extra fuel for the bird but the girls were busy getting to know their knew friends. Fred loved the privacy of the basement. The relationship he had with the girls was bonded through a mutual love of science. The girls however had no clue that there was much more to these ocean voyages than just science research. Casper was also working on weapons development for the CIA and Pentagon, a joint venture that had him testing weapons ideas never known to humanity and this made such an operation a matter of utmost secrecy. The government paid Fred well for his efforts but he had come to hate having such silence and secrecy hanging over his life. This disaster that had recently befallen the entire world was most likely a game changer for him but it would take time before he knew if there was any government officials still alive and to what extent they where operational. Turning now to the steel suitcase on his bed he hesitantly opened the lid and toke out the first of seven highly effective weapons he had tested, holding it in his hands. To the human eye it looked like a most beautiful butterfly that resembled the colors of a stained glass window. It was about the size of Fred’s palm but could fly by what was called new special signal directive to any spot in the world and transmit all manner of information back to Fred. There was also a deadly capability to this device in that it could attach inself to any creature or structure and blow it up. Fred turned now to the other butterflies, he had sixty in all but these were only one of several small weapons tests he had tested. There was a second one that had been a favorite of his, the pentagon had named it the tremor toad. This palm sized nuclear powered toad shaped device could burrow a couple of hundred feet below the earth and move anywhere at over two hundred miles per hour. It’s ability to penetrate almost any substance made the tremor toad a first in it’s class and had been used a year earlier when the United Nations had feared that Chernobyl was becoming a bigger problem than was being admitted. Fred had sent the toad to gather and find out the truth and the operation was successful. This little weapon also possessed the capability of self destruction that could cause a blast of nuclear proportions. It also came with a self sustaining system that allowed it to maintain it’s operation using any earthly substance. Casper had helped to invent all of the weapons he had tested and so he had full knowledge of their operations and capability. The deadly and serious nature of this responsibility weighed on his mind daily. He was preparing to look at his other test subjects when the house door opened and closed hard bringing him out of his thoughts. He quickly closed the case and put it back under the bed and hurried upstairs to find his friends carrying the unconscious body of Kevin Cross upstairs to his room.
The freak out factor raged hot through the blood of Kevin Cross now as it seemed that his nerves were at their very limit tolerance wise. It had all started when Bill Langley had almost landed a plane on top of his head that fateful day on what was left of the west coast. There had then been the flight where the plane they were flying became stuck in the high tree tops of the Colorado mountains culminating in a life risking rescue that Kevin was amazed had not killed him. Things had seemed to be good after a period of rest when an innocent walk in the field ended with a helicopter almost landing on all their heads sending all manner of wildlife running in all directions including a huge pregnant cow that had decided that Kevin was a fine fellow to trample. He had escaped the crazed farm animal by dropping and rolling instantly which got him out of her way and under the hooves of the largest of the three billy goats gruff. He escaped all of this with some minor cuts and bruises and now about a day later was still trying to calm his nerves. He headed now into the woods in an attempt to clear his head because now that this scientist and three girls had arrived coupled with the body bag carrying the remains of their friend, another thing that unsettled him, things were just louder and this kind of rattled him further. He paused now closing his eyes and breathing deeply of the cool and crisp mountain air. Aw yes one of life’s many pleasures that could never be taken from him. His indulgence in this moment was fine as he stood there eyes ceiled shut. That is why he heard the large bull moose instead of seeing it bursting from the woods in front of him and was right on top of Kevin before he could react in any way. The animal was just as surprised as he was to see the lad and so he moved slightly to one side checking Kevin into a stand of bushes. The blow did not injure Kevin badly but was enough to knock him unconscious. His friends carried his lifeless body to his room in the house.