Chapter One
"Go. Find Tom. Kill him, and bring him to me. I can't tell you why I require him. But you must do this. You don't know how urgent this is. He resides in Pasadena, California. I've prearranged a pack for you to take. It consists of a few vital survival units. 3 bottles of water, a compass, a few packets of food, and some more items. Now hurry up. Your journey is long enough as it is, let's not make it any longer. Head off, and don't come back until Mr. Jenkins is dead. Understand? This mission…it's too important to put into words."
The man nodded, apprehension in his shimmering blue eyes. His pale face glanced innocently at his supervisor, who was cleanly shaved. The man's spiky black hair stood up as goose bumps shot up on his arms like fireworks. His legs felt like Jell-O as his hands trembled. Even his voice was unstable. And then, he left, only listening to his footsteps echo across the silent, empty room as he closed the door and strolled out into the cloudy day, submerged with stale air.
He jogged through the cold woods, leaves and branches hitting him at every turn. He had to make sure he was discreet. At dawn like this, everyone was asleep, and he was a fugitive. A true fugitive. And the punishments of being a fugitive were much worse in 2087 than the present. Frank would hate for him to be caught. The man finally turned a foliage-filled corner of the woods and noticed a purple portal yards away. He had the knapsack Frank had given him. It wasn't much, but there was a Desert Eagle he placed at his waist if he needed the weapon anytime soon.
By this time, the portal was seeable and it had gotten closer. It was pretty much just a purple, spinning circle outlined with golden metal edges. The portal was not big; it was about the height of a typical human for convenient traveling between diverse worlds. The man began to contemplate outcomes of what would happen if he didn't eradicate Tom.
But his thoughts were ended as his mind went blank and his whole body felt numb as the portal swallowed him and his blemished, ragged clothes. He felt himself breathing heavily as his body tingled, but only for a few nerve-racking seconds. Because after that, everything went black.