disclaimer, i do not own any characters owned under the contract of the show Victorious. for if i did the show would be alot different

Prologue

"Is it ready?" I asked flatly as I paced back and forth behind the curly haired man.

"You don't understand putting all these factors and equipment together into one functioning thing is completely unsafe." He commented back

I didn't ask about the safety of this project, I ASKED if it was ready"

The curly locked man let out an uneasy sigh before answering "Almost"

"How much longer?" I asked

"Fifteen minutes, but I can't guarantee I'll be able –"I stopped his phrase by holding up my hand.

"I am fully aware of your capabilities" he looked up at me curiously before I continued "meaning I don't expect to come back" I clarified while making my way for the glass automatic doors of the laboratory.

The curly headed scientist turned quickly. "What do you mean you don't expect to come back?

The automatic doors opened and I paused to look back. "If I'm successful I won't need to; so get back to work Mr. Shapiro" I continued through the door way, letting out a "We have much work to do," Before the doors shut behind me.

Walking down the long white hallway, the only thing I could hear was the tapping sound of my boot heals hitting the floor.

I knew that I wasn't coming back. If I was successful I wouldn't need to. If I failed I wouldn't want to. And if I died, well that solves itself doesn't it?

I kept walking till I reached my quarters. After pressing my thumb to the key pad the door opened.

"Back pack" I stated out loud as I entered the room. I grabbed said object and began to fill it; first with clothes, then with notes and data books.

Before leaving my quarters I stopped before one of my shelves. Slowly I extended my hand to grab an old picture frame that held to pictures; one of the old group, and the other of young Jade and Tori.

I stared at the pictures until the glass reflected my aged face. I could see the scar that violated my once beautiful face. This scar, which ripped itself across the middle of my forehead, over my eye, and down most of my cheek bone; it disgusted me. It was proof of my past failures.

Stuffing the frame in my bag I continued out toward the lab.

I paused while passing by one of the windows to look out. Below me was the earth, peaceful as it turns. It never stops turning, never. Time moves on no matter what. Hopefully if Shapiro is successful, time will move back.

end of prologue

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