I should not be uploading a story right now but I CAN'T RESIST. This has been in my mind for a while now..(Only for 3 days) but I really want to start writing whether I update early, or not. I procrastinate but Thanksgiving is coming soon so, fingers crossed for that.

I seriously hope no one took this idea yet. If yes, then I'm dead. I got this idea when I was thinking what would happen if I hadn't met my best friend greenie (Or Arette, whatever) and this idea popped in my head so... yeah.

For those DP fans. I know. I totally got that from Dan in Ultimate Enemy. But I needed a title, and that showed up cuz of Clockwork. Blame Clockwork.

Okay, I'll stop my blabbering. Chapter 1 or prologue, whatever.

A TIME MACHINE?

"I told you, your father is out on a business trip. You know how important is job is"

"C'mon Orrin, why can't he just stop it with his business and stuff? Can't he at least take the day off or something?"

"You know he can't do that Master Toby. He said he'll do it next week, but you'll have to wait"

Toby pouted his little face.

He was wearing a plain white shirt, black pants and blue tennis shoes. His eyes were chocolate-brown and his hair was black, with two hand-made points sticking out. He was just an average fourth grader. Only he was the son of this brilliant scientist, Dr. Tenma, who created the robots that existed around them. Like Orrin for instance, the housebot. His father was a very intelligent, and popular man.

But even with all the privileges and popularity, things weren't always fun. Toby's dad was almost never free, and when he was, it would only be for a short time. But never less, Toby was bored. He finished his homework, his friends were busy, and Toby wasn't in the mood to experiment. He would never be as good as his father.

Eventually, he got tired of this and decided to explore his dad's office. He wasn't there anyways.

The young boy jumped of the couch, and secretly made his way to his dad's office. He made tiny footsteps, occasionally looking over his shoulder. Orrin was preparing lunch as usual, but Toby was smart enough to be cautious. He neared his way through the door, quickly opening it, and shutting it afterwards. Turning around, Toby locked the door and took a look at his surroundings.

Dr. Tenma's office, was just an office with blueprints, gadgets, notes, pictured of all source and loose robot parts. There was a large table that took half of the space, a trashcanbot, pencil sharpener, and a closet to the boy's right. Curious, nine-year old Toby opened it, and the space revealed a machine.

Well, it was hard to describe. It was really high-tech with buttons of all sorts. Switches, lights, and most important... Clocks. There were ones of all sorts telling the time of Everything! It was basically cylindrical, enough space for a body to fit in.

"Oh, cool! A time machine!" the eager boy said. It was merely an inference, yet the boy knew he was right. Either or, he looked around some more.

There were also notes all around it. All of them kept saying why the machine wasn't working. Either or, Toby tried to turn it on. Nothing. He sighed, and kicked the machine, when something popped out. A plug. A PLUG.

"And they say my dad's a genius. He didn't even plug it in!"

Toby bent down and reached for the plug, connecting it to its socket. All of a sudden, everything whirrs, and this blue energy glows from within the machine. A part of it slowly opens, like a door inviting him inside. Toby didn't know why, but he stepped in it, and it closed behind it.

The inside was practically the same as the outside, except this time he didn't know how it worked.

"This sucks. I would've really wanted to know how I was as a teen. Guess I'll never know" Toby said to himself.

After that statement, the ground shook, and lights were blaring everywhere on the machine. Smoke emerged from the inside and the boy was panicking. It was getting harder to breathe, and he fell down to the ground before is vision blacked out.

Voila! Mah first Astro Boy story! Yeah, this is a prologue. It's in third person, a filler, and is really short so... Yups. Yeah, can you please review? I really love reviews and NEED criticism. Be honest, and please be nice about it. Oh yeah, don't judge. No one likes a judger. So please review? I'd really like some!

DISCLAIMER: Can't believe I forgot! I don't own Astro Boy. If I did, there would be a sequel. Dur.

Yay! I corrected the spelling mistakes! (I hope) And again, REVIEW!