Time Warp!
A story by Christopher Slade
Warning! This story's main character is made by the author! Deal with it or don't read!
All other characters are not owned by me, I'm going to use characters from InuYasha, and maybe some other franchises… I'm not sure yet.
Bad Day:
The story begins in a city known as New San Francisco in the year 3592. A teenage boy was walking on the catwalk between buildings, listening to REM. "It's been a bad day, please don't take a picture. Pleeeeeeease!" sang the kid as he walked into a building known as Knowlton, Hood, and Smith Laboratories, aka KHS Labs. He boy was wearing a black zip-up hoodie, with the hood over his blonde hair, which covered his hazel eyes. Along with his hoodie, he wore gray nylon pants, and black anti-grav shoes. As he walked into the labs, a round man with a gray beard that reached his belt and bellowed "Still listening to that old crap eh, Reaper!"
"There's a difference between this stupid new techno crap, and the good music that actually requires you to be able to play an instrument…" spat Reaper.
"Ah, you don't know what good music is!"
"What's my schedule for today; am I doing another portal check…"
"You're going in this time! Not just a regular check!"
"Are you telling me that the doc actually finished a portal?"
"Go look for yourself!"
Reaper headed for the giant lift, and headed down to the basement of the 100 story building. As he reached the bottom, he saw with his own eyes, a big, green-looking portal, with the doc laughing manically in front of it. Reaper walked in front of the massive thing, mouth agape.
"Wow, doc! I can't believe it!"
"And neither can I! I finally finished a portal! And those chumps in the oval office thought I was crazy!"
"Where… I mean when did you set it to…"
"I believe its set for 2007 Tokyo… But I could be mistaken. Let me double check."
The doc began going through several methods on the computer, as several lines of type began to appear on the monitor. Reaper headed over to the equipment room door.
"Should I get ready, then?"
"Yes, there should be older versions of your choice of wear along with a Beretta 9mm; in case anything should go wrong, that is."
Inside the tiny room, he found everything the doc mentioned, but lying next to the pistol, he found three extra clips, and a small rectangle shaped box with headphones sticking out of it.
"What is this, doc?"
"Oh, that is an old 8 GB MP4 player. It used to be manufactured by Microsoft. I believe it's called a zunie… But, I'm not sure…"
Scrolling through the menus on the small thing, he found that it had been filled with his favorite old music. A wide grin appeared on his face as he look through the artists; the Smashing Pumpkins, REM, Nirvana, Foo Fighters, Foreigner, The Beatles, and the list went on.
"So I see they only let you put good music on this thing."
"If you can tell, it has been modified to your personal preference."
"Oh, I can tell! It has only the best oldies on it. Now, I'm twice as excited!"
"Alright, now is not the time to browse the zunie-"
"It's called a Zune, doc."
"Whatever! Just get ready for the jump."
Reaper got on to the boarding platform in his full black wear.
"What's with these pants…? They're so itchy and uncomfortable!"
"They're made out of denim, they're called jeans."
"Well I'm glad that I don't have to wear these that long, then…"
"You will have to more than one mission in those, you know…"
Just then, the giant lift began lowering down to them.
"I wonder who that could be…"
Doc looked at the screen, and backed away very slowly.
"Reaper, get into the portal, NOW!"
"Why, who's coming…"
Reaper's voice trailed off as he looked at the monitor. About fifteen to twenty men in full gear were on the lift, coming down the lift.
The doctor started punching buttons at a rapid pace, not stopping for anything.
"Reaper, you need to get in the portal on my signal. I'm going to teleport you now, and close this portal behind you. There might not e a way back if these men take me to the government."
"Alright doc, I understand. In the name of science, then."
The portal began changing colors until a mass of concrete was the only thing that he could see through the portal.
"And in 3… 2… 1… NOW!"
On one, Reaper began running toward the portal. Jumping on "NOW!" Reaper lunged through the portal and onto hard cement, in the middle of a very busy street. Cars and vans were flying at him, as he rolled to the side of the road, unscathed. Nice… could he have sent me anywhere more dangerous… thought Reaper. Looking over, Reaper noticed a huge staircase. Wow… that's a lot of steps. Reaper stood up getting more than just strange looks.
He walked over to a news stand, and looked at today's paper. "September 22, 1996" read Reaper with his ever expanding eyes. He must have punched something in wrong… I'm 11 years further in the past than he told me… This could end very badly. Just then, five of the troops from the lab appeared in the middle of the street and looked right at him, raising their assault rifles at his face. Reaper didn't know what to do, so he took the Beretta out of its shoulder holster and plugged three rounds into the lead soldiers face mask. The next thing Reaper knew, he was running towards the giant staircase with bullets blowing up pieces of shrapnel all around him. These guys should have killed me by now with their targeting systems… But, they must not be working. The signals they pick up in order to work aren't around yet, so they can't see me! Good, maybe then I can make it! With new hope, Reaper ran up the staircase twice as fast as before. As he reached the top of the massive structure, a sharp pain erupted into his lower left leg. He tried his best to continue running as he looked at the gunshot wound. There was now a trail of blood and bone following him where ever he went.
He spotted a small building next to the large house in front of him. Yes! I can use that as cover! Reaper thought as he booked it towards it, ignoring the pain in his left leg for a burst of time. As he arrived, bullet holes began appearing all around him, as the soldiers began firing at the small wooden building. In the middle of the building, Reaper spotted a well that he could hide in. He jumped into the smelly as footsteps of approaching soldiers got louder as the soldiers got closer to him. As he fell, he knew that this would be the end of him, until a bright blue light engulfed his form.
AN: The song name in the title is Bad Day by REM. I like it, you don't have to. But please read and review!! Tell me what you want and don't want!!