This is the first chapter of the sequel to Trapped at the End of Time that you an find on by profile. Most of this is second generation but the first have some POV's and they have an entire story in the first installment but we will see from everybody in the final book of the trilogy where everything comes together. Hope you like it.
Prologue
The Captain sat by his favourite willow tree and stared at the gold watch in his hands. He could hear it ticking, and feel its power but he didn't know the time because the gold watch couldn't open. It was impossible, almost everybody had tried to open it in their life time and it was still closed.
He knew the reason why it couldn't open, and he whole heatedly agreed, but since breaking all the rules at times end he was more curious than before. That curiosity lead to him wanting to open the blasted watch in front of him.
But he couldn't.
He never could.
Besides when it did finally open time itself would be rewritten and, as far as he knew, only two people could save them. The problem was he didn't know who those two people were, but he had a vague idea. What he needed to do was get the watch to them. A little difficult when he couldn't give it to them personally and time was jumping so he couldn't see for himself the consequence; or the people. He sighed.
Why was time so difficult to navigate? It should run in a straight line but recently it suddenly wasn't. When Rome came before Greece and wars won were lost. It hadn't caught up to everybody yet, he doubted it ever would, but he had noticed and he had noticed that recently was happening.
He never should have known the recently existed in his homemade paradise, time flowed for them and then it flowed for the rest of the universe. The rest of the universe being able to weave itself around them so the past was the future, now was the past and the future was now.
He suspected that his father was behind it but Chaos was in the universe and the universe could only change from Paradise. This is where he was now.
He had checked all nineteen people he had with him before coming to the conclusion that it was the watch. The watch that should never had existed in the first place. The watch that had the power to destroy all of history in its own tick. The watch that should never have been ticking.
The ticking was bad. It meant that it's time had come and who was he to disagree with things greater and more powerful than him? This watch could destroy him and his paradise, a feat that could never happen even if every soul that existed tried at the same time, the small delicate object in his hand could do that.
Lovers mind breaks lovers' heart,
For time itself will be torn apart,
But lovers wish will time he will heal,
The consequence of existence is set.
A verse from Shakespeare carved into the willow he was leaning against. Only Shakespeare had never written it, and he was no oracle, the watch had. The watch that depicted its own future before time even existed; before existence even existed.
The Captain stared at the watch as he planned his next move and the watch glowed with his thoughts until he hit the person it needed to go to. The person would then give it to somebody else and they would give it to somebody else and so on until lovers had it and then the watch would do its stuff.
What its stuff was though the Captain never wanted to know.
But one thing he did. What was the consequence of existence and how was it set? In all of history nobody knew the answer, so he would just have to hope these lovers were up to the job and saved everything, by saving themselves.
The Captain got to his feet and walked to the nearest exit point. He had an old friend to visit, and then he had to find existence.
But how do you find existence when nothing exists?