copyright disclaimer: I do not own the W.I.T.C.H. the characters as they are the property of Elizabetta Gnone and Disney. I only own the OC's, which are my creation.

PS: I'M BAAAACK! After a 3 long year long break from fanfiction due to work and school, now that I'm on vacation I will be working on this story and the other stories, especially W.I.T.C.H. across the Multiverse, which is still being worked on. As you may know, the first chapter of the story and the second chapter is the same one after I accidentally overwritten the first tractor with the second one while trying to make edits.

This story will be different as it will feature some adult literature, hence the M rating. The entire story will not be mature, only a few chapters, I've already written over half of the story and I will upload it once per day after additional grammatical errors if any are fixed. There are no grammatical errors that I've observed, but I may find some words I don't make sense, for example, I may have a something like, for example (he have went) instead of the correct (he has went). Grammatical errors annoy me if I am the one who makes them.

This story will be slightly different as well, since my OC and several major characters will have autism come in real life I also do have autism and it will feature what is this like for people with Autism like myself to go through life, and of course the story will be featured what some action and adventure, but not as much as my previous story.

It was almost two years after Donald Trump became president and my worst fears were coming true, World War 3 was set to begin. In the middle of the night, I was going to Manhattan to go nightclubbing for the first time with a friend who was waiting for me at the club. Because I don't do well in loud social situations due to Asperger's, I didn't think it was a good idea, but my friend and I were sure that World War 3 was about to begin and we wanted to experience something cool and awesome that could be a little bit loud.

at 10:00 PM, I boarded the R Train at the 71 st continental Avenue Station in Forest Hills.

I was going to the club for dancing and a rock concert and I brought $400 with me since the club was expensive and I also wanted to get something to eat out of the club.

The train was completely empty for some reason and I was the only person that entered the train since there was another R train right before.

The R Train was a standard r46 Pullman car that was retrofitted in 1991 after the GOH overhaul.

The conductor said that the next stop will be 67th Avenue and to stand clear of the closing doors. Then the bell chimed twice and the doors closed.

As The train reached its maximum velocity of 35 miles per hour after 45 seconds of pulling out of the station, I noticed bright flashes out of the train that I thought was from friction from the high speeds with the contact shoe and the third rail.

5 seconds later I noticed bright flashes inside the car as well and then everything went white. And I close my eyes to Shield them from the bright light.

When I open my eyes again there were numerous people on the train and we were pulling into the 67th Avenue Station, which was completely awed since when the train pulled out of the station the car was completely empty.

And when the train arrived at the station, I suddenly began feeling very nauseous and I ran right out of the car and ran to a garbage can and vomited.

I thought that I was going crazy or that see no one on the train was a hallucination or that seeing people on the train was a hallucination.

Even after I vomited, I was extremely dizzy and I was holding on to the trash can to prevent myself from falling over unconscious.

There happened to be an off-duty emergency room medical doctor who worked at the North Shore Long Island Jewish Medical Center which was only a few blocks away who happened to see me when I got sick and called for an ambulance to pick me up from the station.

The EMT workers pick me up took me on a stretcher carry me up the stairs out of the station and into an ambulance where I passed out. The next thing I remembered is waking up being pulled out on a stretcher in the hospital.

After being examined, the attending doctor notified me that I had an infection and low blood pressure which cause me to become dizzy and throw up, so they treated me for dehydration and hunger by giving me fluids and food and discharged me from the hospital. When I inquired about the medical bill, I was notified that all Healthcare costs are covered!

Even stranger was when I pulled out my LG Stylo two, everyone stared at me in shock and a swarm of people was looking at me asking where did I get the phone.

I told them I got it at the nearby Metro PCS store, but everyone had either flip phones or old fashioned button phones.

When I was walking out of the hospital, I decided to look at the paper add to my shock the date on the paper was September 1st, 2004! I was still in elementary school at that time, much less graduating from college. My pants were constantly falling down and my shirt suddenly felt really big. I didn't realize that earlier through everything that happened. When I looked at the mirror, I realized that a really young version of me was staring back at the mirror and when I touch my face all of my facial hair was gone and when I looked at my arms and legs I had no almost no hair at all.

I decided to go to my old address where I lived back in 2004. When I got there, I realize that another family occupied the premises and there was no record of my family ever living at that house.

I realized that I had not only travel back in time, but also into a parallel universe. In this parallel universe America, not to mention the world was radically different The death penalty had been banned in America since 1976, education and Health Care were universally free since 1980.

Also, America had a Norwegian style criminal justice system with life imprisonment banned and prisons themselves were amazingly good with each inmate having their own room with TVs and other luxuries. And prisons themselves or amazingly good with each inmate having their own room with TVs and other luxuries. The death penalty was banned in 1968 and as a result of all of that, the murder rate radically lower and was less than .3 homicides per 100,000 people.

I found all of that out and what our by using the hospital's internet cafe. And guess who the president was, Al Gore.

While I was aimlessly wandering the streets, I got the biggest shock of my life to the point that I almost passed out when I visited the AAA location in Elmhurst.

When I looked at the map of the Northeast United States, was smack dab in the middle of New York City and Boston, where New Haven Connecticut was supposed to be was Heatherfield.