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The Time Agent

Chapter 1

Izzy's Lab: 2019

In an old warehouse near the docks, Yamato "Matt" Ishida, who was 31, and Koushirou "Izzy" Izumi, who was 30, were having a conversation. The warehouse was Izzy's laboratory where he invented an assortment of things. One of those things was a time machine, which could also travel between the digital and human worlds, and on this particular night, it was needed desperately. The reason was that one of their friend's was in great danger and only by going back in time could they save him. Matt had volunteered to do the job immediately after Izzy told him what happened and what needed to be done to stop it. Izzy, however, had some concerns about Matt traveling back to the past.

"You know who you'll see when you get there, right" asked Izzy.

"It's a risk I'll have to take", Matt replied.

"Can't any of the others do this", asked Izzy

"I called them, but they didn't believe me when I told them", said Matt.

"How could they not believe you, I mean yeah it's crazy, but it's true. One of our friends is in danger, don't they realize that", said Izzy.

"It doesn't matter now, just turn on that machine so we can get started", said Matt.

"Alright", replied Izzy, turning on the time machine. The machine was a gray steel chair with a bunch of wires and other electronic equipment attached to it. All of the wires and other electrical things were connected to one of Izzy's many computers. On the back of the chair was a long pipe, which curved at the top and had wires running through it, which connected to the rest of the machine. The end of the pipe was pointed downwards and was a few feet above the top of the chair.

"Do you have a disguise", Izzy asked, "it is best if no one recognizes you"

"I'll go get it", Matt replied. He then picked up a brown backpack, which he had brought in earlier, and quickly pulled his disguise out of the backpack and put it on. His disguise was a long, black robe with a hood and an old hockey mask.

"They shouldn't be able to recognize you by appearance with that outfit on, but do you think they'll recognize you by your voice", Izzy asked.

"I thought about that", replied Matt, "So I attached a voice changer to the back of this mask. It's small, so no one should see it. Let me turn it on." Matt then pressed the on/off button on the voice changer.

"What do you think", asked Matt whose voice now sounded low and computerized.

"It'll do", said Izzy, "Do you have the tracker and the capture gun?"

"Yes I do, they're in the backpack", said Matt as he put his arms through the backpack's straps.

"Alright, the machine's ready", said Izzy

Matt then sat down on the chair, waiting to be sent to the past.

"I almost forgot", Izzy said, "You'll need this to get back". Izzy then produced from his pocket what looked like a watch with a bright red button on it. It wasn't a watch; however, instead it was, as Izzy called it, "a return trip apparatus". He handed the device to Matt, who put it in his backpack.

"Are you sure about this", asked Izzy

"Yes", replied Matt.

"Alright", Izzy said, "One last thing, our assassin will be in disguise too.

"I'll keep that in mind", Matt said

Izzy then pressed the enter key on his keyboard causing a ray of blue light to shoot down from the pipe and consume Matt. Within a few seconds Matt was no longer sitting in the chair. His mission had begun.