Prison Cells"Home?" Tobias turned to Danny, "You mean-"
"I wouldn't jump to conclusions. Who ever took us out, they were strong and quick. But that doesn't mean they were from-"
Danny cut Kristogar off "No, I mean I can't be sure but look around, the architecture, the style."
"I don't know," Larry Lance jumped in "This place reminds me a lot of my last 'home,' and that weren't no future 'mate."
"Yeah, and these men, they seemed just like the creepy Government guys from your country." Sonja added to Lance's comment.
"We be funk'ed." Glover said, everyone was so engrossed in the convo that Pete was the only one to notice the dozens of other metas who were also now lose, and rioting. Although it was pretty lucky that no loose blasts hit the gang.
"Oh damn," Tobias was the first to reply. Alarms sounded and swarms of black clad militant soldiers entered the room, free shooting at the escaped metas, who quickly began to fight back.
"We can talk location later, let's find cover!" Velo yelled as they avoided a few more stray blasts.
Dr. Walker's Office
Walker, scarred by the very time of reality, watched the havoc that he began. It would be over soon enough, he thought, attempting to justify his actions. Pressing a button on his desk, a mirror appeared in front of him. He has lived for so long with the same face, never aging - never experiencing what every man should...Death. Instead he went on to gain leadership of the most powerful nation. His contributions, amazing, yet crippling himself in the process, changing what he has always stood for - changing himself, his mind, heart and soul.
On the screens soldiers are ripped apart, metas killed in return, things going from bad to worse. The small team of metas staying out of battle for the time being, safe for now.
Walker pressed a few more buttons.
Time Displacement Device Activated - Coordinates Needed
Walker pressed a few more buttons.
Year: 2002 Month: February Day: 24 Location: South Mandelovia 33* 42* * * * *
Now, all that needed to be done was directing the 'heroes' to the machine that would bring them home. Walker smiled for an instant then got up from his seat.
"I can't let you do this!"
Walker turned, Reynolds was only feet behind him.
"Jonathan? Where-"
"I read the files, how can you do this? How can you kill us all?"
"I am not killing us, only-"
"Making it so we never existed! It's the same thing."
"No, it is how it should all be."
"Stop this, Sir. Please."
"Jonathan, have I not raised you well? Will you not return the favor now?"
Jonathan pulls out a small device, pointing it towards Walker.
"Don't make me do this..."
"I am truly sorry,"
Walker pressed a button on his belt and a bolt of electricity was sent through the huge man's body, dropping him to the ground.
Prison Cells
"Guy's we need a plan-" Tobias said, "We can't hide forever."
"Just give me a few moments, let me puts everything together, figure out what is going on." Velo snapped at Tobias, who didn't back down.
"I'm sick of waiting!"
The convo was cut short by a sudden statement from Danny "America's dictator?!?"
Walker approached the gang "I perfer title of President better."
Most of the gang was confused, not knowing what to say.
"If you all want to get home, follow me!"
With that one sentence, Walker pulled open a trap door and jumped in.
[ 02-22-2002: Message edited by: GoozX ]
