Chapter 100 - Part 2. Night Drive.

August 2nd, 1959. 02:15:05.

Walking towards the building far from this neighborhood, Ezekiel's hand held the watch which from the moonlight showed how with each grain of sand, the tick of the clock, his seconds became more and less towards the accident. Placing the watch within his coat, he took out a pack of gloves he bought and wore them as he walked up to the door.

*Knock, Knock…Knock…Knock*

Seconds passed as footsteps neared and a deep voice asked a question, "Who?".

"George" answered Ezekiel with a different voice from his.

The door being unlocked sounded as it slowly opened and a man appeared in his sight as he looked at Ezekiel, who he didn't recognize and hurriedly reacted with his hand reaching in his back for the gun, and screamed loudly to call out the others, "ENEM-" though before he could finish, he bit his own tongue.

Attacking the man from beneath his chin using his open palm, Ezekiel proceeded to enter inside the room as he punched the man in pain on his throat, before proceeding to hold his face and turning to a direction where death awaited. Seeing the man on the floor, he took out the gun from his back pocket, which without a second to be wasted, threw to the man coming towards causing him nose injury with bleeding. Scanning such was not enough, Ezekiel looked at the vase on his side and held it tightly, as he threw it like a ball directly landing on the head of the man as he bled out falling unconscious on the floor.

Going forward, he proceeded to silently kill the man bleeding out by stepping on his spinal cord as he continued by going upstairs. Bending his legs a little, Ezekiel jumped…

*BANG-BANG-BANG-BANG*

Gunshots passed through the place he just stood, as Ezekiel bounced against the wall and climbed up from the wooden handrail proceeding to disarm the man who shot him, and used the back of his own gun to make him dizzy before cracking his neck. Walking in deeper, he still held the gun as he entered the third door which is the only room where another man sat and directly shot whilst opening the door.

*BANG*

"AAHHH…f#ck! F#ck! Wh-who are you?…sh#t! Kill me and Giovanni won't let you live" threatened the injured man, as he looked at Ezekiel holding the gun whilst holding his own leg pierced by the bullet.

Ezekiel nodded as he walked up to him and also broke his neck before walking up the bed. Searching through the sides of the rooms, he finally found what he was looking for, as he opened the safe and placed the money within the small bag he took out from his coat. Turning on the ceiling fan as to reduce the smell of the blood with the cigar's smoke, he turned off the lights and threw the gun back on the dead body's top.

Slowly going towards the entrance, he stopped as he searched through the keys and took one before opening the door and walking out of the house. Observing the parked cars, Ezekiel inserted the keys of the car he took off and entered inside while placing the money on the side seat. Scanning the interior and its workings, he started the car before reversing and driving off of there.

Holding the steering wheel and looking through the rear-view mirror, Ezekiel saw no one following as he slowly drove through the dark night. Due to the car having no roof, the moonlight with the cool breeze from the speed clashed against his head as his thoughts wandered off to his next proceeding move in the plan.

Before his departure with the car he sits on, Ezekiel previously walked in Phoenix city of Arizona, after all, waking up in the middle of the desert his nearest destination with a human territory was there. After his arrival, most of the day was spent in exploring the surroundings while examining the world's nature carefully, as in order to blend in and put on a similar thought process to facilitate communication.

Finalized with such, he had proceeded his actions of gathering information around the world's 'main characters' as he needed to inform himself with detective work, though almost none of them were known to anyone which resulted in getting intelligence of those who are, or were once famous for their duty of work. Before leaving, as Ezekiel had heard of the gang which resided not far, he took this opportunity to take their money whilst also silence them for less bother.

Ezekiel's current destination is Los Angeles, where the next step to his plan is to take place in.

Unlike previous worlds, where his caution was minimum to none existent due to not having any sort of challenge or situation where he would question himself or his knowledge, Ezekiel is facing various precaution problems in his formulated plans and ideas. In the DC Universe, where every concept is shown as a power, or beings with abilities which describe the very concept, 'Destiny' became the factor which makes him see in each of his steps a loophole with it.

Each interaction he has with any certain character which at some point, whether if it has some influence or any action which reaches to change some aspect in Jon's future, a change on 'Destiny' occurs as the trajectory can even completely derail from how is supposed to go. But, if despite everything Ezekiel has done through the course of the days till August 20th, does not change any sort of thing in the path, it confirms that this Universe works on an established 'Fate'.

Different yet similar significance, the definition varies with 'Destiny' one having the choice of matters to an outcome, while with 'Fate' one not being able to choose despite thinking there is a factor of choice in his hands, a fixed path. If such were to be true, Dr. Manhattan would also be able to go back to the past and kill Ezekie as despite his changes, the path had already been established, unless otherwise, where his 'intruder' identity also became a factor for Jon's accident.

Everything could change by his 'intruder' identity, as with Ezekiel's appearance this whole Universe becomes just a parallel reflection of the 'main Universe' where Jon does become the 'God' and this one where he becomes a dead man.