SHAPESHIFTERS
The Part 20

Marco waited for Bella to change clothes, until she got into the car, and went home, giving food to the Duke, before Marco brought his cattle to the fresh grocer.

Shortly before Bella enters her car, and leaves Marco, Bella still repeats her offer, to have Marco provide Pies for her cake shop.

Marco promises Bella nothing, and only says he will consider it first.

Apparently, until Bella came home earlier, Bella still seemed ordinary, and as if not bothered by what they both did last night.

At moderate speed, Marco took his car home.

Before going to the forest, Marco needs to bring down the items that are the place to pack his livestock earlier.

Bottles of milk that are too long sunburned, will easily moldy, and will be difficult to clean.

After all the belongings from the rear tub of his car had been taken down, Marco got ready to go to the forest, and as usual, drinking water in a large bottle, should not be left behind.

Marco drove his car on the road to the forest, and upon his arrival there, and Marco had parked his vehicle on the side of the road, as usual Marco always came to the same point, to change his body shape.

It seemed like there was something Marco had forgotten, yet he had absolutely no idea what it was.

A little taste that stuck in his heart, disturbing Marco's concentration.

Marco came up to his eyes, when he was already in the forest, remembering all, and convinced himself that nothing was missed.

Convinced that he was completely safe at the moment, after storing his clothes, Marco changed his shape, and quickly flew up into space.

When Marco was at a sufficient height, Marco reduced the speed of his flapping wings, and by flying, Marco looked down.

There is something else than usual.

In his view, there was a kind of blurry lines that disturbed his visual acuity.

Not really as usual.

Many times Marco blinked his eyes, but those faint lines did not disappear.

In the slightest, there was no dirt that felt stuck in his eyes, which made him feel uncomfortable.

So what makes his vision impaired?

I don't know what Marco was thinking, just spontaneity, he wanted to try to clean his eyes with cloud-shaped water vapor.

Flapping his wings quickly, Marco pierced through the thick clouds.

But, after passing through that cloud, there remained no change he felt in his vision.

Marco laughed at himself, thinking he was just doing something silly.

What a stupid try!

Marco then looked at the clouds below, which looked like a large empty floor.

The faint lines in his vision, did not look like ordinary irregular random lines.

The lines seem to form a pattern.

Marco continued to fly at that altitude, paying close attention to the lines of the pattern, which he could see today.

It was also then that Marco realized something that left him completely shaken.

Marco was really surprised by what he saw, in the clouds that were like blank paper that could be used, to print a picture of his vision.

The thing he felt like he had forgotten earlier, was the pendant necklace that had been attached to his neck since last night.

And right now, when he changed his body shape, with the pendant still clinging to his chest, he could see a pattern that looked like a map.

Sisters Martha said!

Marco just doesn't know how to look at it.

In his form as an ordinary human, it would not be able to know what secrets were stored in the pendant.

Continuing to flap his wings, Marco recorded in his memory the map he could see today.

But, it seems that there is still no one to pinpoint exactly where the shapeshifters live.

When Marco unintentionally shifted his flying position, the map lines also changed.

Marco who became increasingly curious, then shifted his flying position.

Happened again.

Those faint lines changed their position.

Little by little Marco shifted, and noticed all the changes he could see.

It's no ordinary map.

But the right plan with a directional plan that Marco can follow, to the place that becomes his goal.

Similar to blueprint print!

Down there... Everything that was down there, became a kind of room after room that was mapped.

Marco continued to shift little by little, while paying attention to the point that could roughly be a possibility as his main goal.

But, as long as Marco is up there, nothing seems to stand out, or be different from the rest.

Marco began to feel exhausted, because from that moment he did not stop flapping his wings.

Inevitably, Marco must come down right now.

By stopping his flapping, and closing wings, sticking to his body, Marco's beak becomes a pointed tip, to reduce his pressure as it returns down from a height, at high speed.

When, Marco felt that his height was now enough, Marco spread his wings, to reduce his swooping speed, before touching the ground.

Flapping by flapping, Marco slowly flew closer to where he used to change his body shape.

The flutter of wings, which produced strong, rough, and noisy winds, was now slowing down, and disappeared, after Marco had set foot on the ground.

Marco put on his clothes again, and walked slowly out of the forest, towards his parked car on the side of the road.

Marco has not managed to find the point of existence of his people right on target, but at least, now Marco already knows how to find the place.

A little bit of his curiosity was taken care of, when he flew earlier, and Marco will be back tomorrow, to try again.

Currently, Marco must go home to eat and rest, so that his energy can be replenished.

Upon his arrival at home, Marco hurriedly prepared his meal.

His excessive hunger, could even make his body tremble.

While waiting for the food to cook, Marco feeds a piece of bread spread jam on it.

Not only Marco, Duke now, must be hungry.

An omelet, a baked potato, two fried chicken thighs, and a little vegetable salad, so the menu this time.

Quickly, Marco devoured his food that was ready to be eaten.

While feeding his food, sitting at the dinner table, Marco recalled the words of Bella this morning, who thought it was as if Marco was wearing something, to be extra energetic while serving him.

Marco laughed to himself, embarrassed to remember.

Marco has never done that before, and he does not know at all, how long people can usually last while doing it.

Marco knew he was just doing it, without forcing himself intentionally, to look strong, or great compared to the average person.

All Marco's food was clean, now Marco must feed Duke, while examining his livestock.

"Duke! Your food is ready!" marco exclaimed, calling for Duke, while standing at his door.