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Comics, or otherwise. They belong to Marvel Comics. All three elements are
used in this fiction, but mostly the comics and Evolution.
Confessions of a Future Past
2029
"You're sure about this Glint? I mean are you really going to do this?"
Glint looked up from the book of which she was writing in the front cover and gave her teammate a determined, yet annoyed look.
"Ya look sure to me," Vicki answered herself as she pushed her graying pink stripe hair out of her face. She had known Glint for many, many years, since before her codename had been Glint. Way before any of this full-on mutant versus post-futurian war had broken out. Way before they had any signs of gray hair. Before she was given the codename of Timetripper. And before any of their friends were been killed.
Vicki looked at her long-time friend, so determined, but the closer she looked at her face she saw the many wrinkles that had been weathered into her pain-stricken complexion after so many tears had been cried. Ever since the first attack and the death of her husband and many friends she had become cynical, determined, and quite mad. She had always been determined, but never to the extent of something as cataclysmic as this.
Glint finished writing with the old quill pen, she had never picked up a pixel pen in her life and used it, she claimed that the world hasn't changed and shouldn't; she was trapped in the past, but that's where she wanted to be and was going. She blew lightly on the ink and set it on her desk and closed up the inkwell. "Ok, so now all we need is personal items from long past as proof, I have mine, I'm bringing my pendant necklace. And then for-"
"-You didn't have your pendant back then Glint, you got it after La Luce died, remember?" Vicki interjected.
"She's not dead, not yet," Glint replied far off stubbornly. She thought a moment and went through her deep cedar chest in the corner of the room. She furrowed her brow and slowly pulled her head out of the chest she was rummaging through. "Vick, you've known me a long time, what should I bring then for that particular era?"
"hmm.What about those sunglasses you used to wear with your uniform?"
"No good, got damaged in a gailstorm wind remember?" she frowned to herself as she looked out the window covered in soot from recent attacks on their home. She tried hard to think about what she could bring to the past, "Where's Stacey and Jamie? They've known me longer than anyone else I can think of."
"They're not here anymore, remember? They died when the post-futurians turned those old sentinels against us and tried to blast Aliana and they tried to save her, but got blasted."
"What are you talking about? I don't remember any of that."
It was no use, Glint was never going to believe her, she seemed to have ruled out all the bad memories from her mind, "never mind, um.what about your old X-belt?"
"Yeah, so they can think I stole it from one of their friends, they were all the same."
"No they weren't, yours wasn't. It wasn't black."
Glint thought about it and realized she was right, her's was different. She searched the chest again looking for it, "Do you know where my old uniform is?"
"It's downstairs in the memory room, ya know that room devoted to people we lost and all our old uniforms and technology, and oh never mind! I'll get it," Vicki said as she walked out of the room.
Soon enough she returned and all the objects they were bringing into the past was ready. Vicki said they had a few more minutes until they could enter the time stream and go to that particular time with out polluting it anymore.
"Now, yer absolutely sure you want to do this? I mean even Magneto never tried anything so evil! You realize that this could destroy the world as we know it right?" Vicki asked Glint trying to talk her out of it. " Ya know TimeTripper there isn't any real difference between good and evil, it's just how people perceive it."
"Yeah, and there's no real difference between you and completely insane either! Now how are you sure this is going to work anyways?"
"Because I can feel it in my bones, the whole world will be but a blur to us soon, and we'll never have to live in this world again, we'll be happier!"
"We'll be DEAD!"
"Are you going to help or do I have to ask another time traveler?"
"I'll help, but I just want to make sure you really want to do this."
"Well I do. Are we ready now?"
"Just a few more minutes and the time stream will be fluctuated enough."
A/n: Well this may be a bit confusing at the moment, but it'll all get cleared up later, because well I write like Charles Dickens, only I hope not as confusing. I hope you like it, please read and review!
Confessions of a Future Past
2029
"You're sure about this Glint? I mean are you really going to do this?"
Glint looked up from the book of which she was writing in the front cover and gave her teammate a determined, yet annoyed look.
"Ya look sure to me," Vicki answered herself as she pushed her graying pink stripe hair out of her face. She had known Glint for many, many years, since before her codename had been Glint. Way before any of this full-on mutant versus post-futurian war had broken out. Way before they had any signs of gray hair. Before she was given the codename of Timetripper. And before any of their friends were been killed.
Vicki looked at her long-time friend, so determined, but the closer she looked at her face she saw the many wrinkles that had been weathered into her pain-stricken complexion after so many tears had been cried. Ever since the first attack and the death of her husband and many friends she had become cynical, determined, and quite mad. She had always been determined, but never to the extent of something as cataclysmic as this.
Glint finished writing with the old quill pen, she had never picked up a pixel pen in her life and used it, she claimed that the world hasn't changed and shouldn't; she was trapped in the past, but that's where she wanted to be and was going. She blew lightly on the ink and set it on her desk and closed up the inkwell. "Ok, so now all we need is personal items from long past as proof, I have mine, I'm bringing my pendant necklace. And then for-"
"-You didn't have your pendant back then Glint, you got it after La Luce died, remember?" Vicki interjected.
"She's not dead, not yet," Glint replied far off stubbornly. She thought a moment and went through her deep cedar chest in the corner of the room. She furrowed her brow and slowly pulled her head out of the chest she was rummaging through. "Vick, you've known me a long time, what should I bring then for that particular era?"
"hmm.What about those sunglasses you used to wear with your uniform?"
"No good, got damaged in a gailstorm wind remember?" she frowned to herself as she looked out the window covered in soot from recent attacks on their home. She tried hard to think about what she could bring to the past, "Where's Stacey and Jamie? They've known me longer than anyone else I can think of."
"They're not here anymore, remember? They died when the post-futurians turned those old sentinels against us and tried to blast Aliana and they tried to save her, but got blasted."
"What are you talking about? I don't remember any of that."
It was no use, Glint was never going to believe her, she seemed to have ruled out all the bad memories from her mind, "never mind, um.what about your old X-belt?"
"Yeah, so they can think I stole it from one of their friends, they were all the same."
"No they weren't, yours wasn't. It wasn't black."
Glint thought about it and realized she was right, her's was different. She searched the chest again looking for it, "Do you know where my old uniform is?"
"It's downstairs in the memory room, ya know that room devoted to people we lost and all our old uniforms and technology, and oh never mind! I'll get it," Vicki said as she walked out of the room.
Soon enough she returned and all the objects they were bringing into the past was ready. Vicki said they had a few more minutes until they could enter the time stream and go to that particular time with out polluting it anymore.
"Now, yer absolutely sure you want to do this? I mean even Magneto never tried anything so evil! You realize that this could destroy the world as we know it right?" Vicki asked Glint trying to talk her out of it. " Ya know TimeTripper there isn't any real difference between good and evil, it's just how people perceive it."
"Yeah, and there's no real difference between you and completely insane either! Now how are you sure this is going to work anyways?"
"Because I can feel it in my bones, the whole world will be but a blur to us soon, and we'll never have to live in this world again, we'll be happier!"
"We'll be DEAD!"
"Are you going to help or do I have to ask another time traveler?"
"I'll help, but I just want to make sure you really want to do this."
"Well I do. Are we ready now?"
"Just a few more minutes and the time stream will be fluctuated enough."
A/n: Well this may be a bit confusing at the moment, but it'll all get cleared up later, because well I write like Charles Dickens, only I hope not as confusing. I hope you like it, please read and review!
