Theorizing that one could time travel within his own lifetime, Doctor Sam Beckett stepped into the Quantum Leap accelerator, and vanished. He awoke to find himself trapped in the past, facing mirror images that were not his own and driven by an unknown force to change history for the better. His only guide on this journey is Al, an observer from his own time, who appears in the form of a hologram that only Sam can see and hear; and so, Doctor Becker finds himself leaping from life to life, striving to put right what once went wrong and hoping that each leap will be the leap home.
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Before Sam could even comprehend that he had leaped, he heard a ferocious array of snarls assaulting him from all sides. He looked down and saw before him quite a large scrap of meat, then allowed his eyes to drift northward until they settled upon one of the many owners of the snarls, a barbaric looking black-furred wolf with piercing emerald eyes which stood like a hellish demon before him. Sam saw this and he felt his stomach leap up into the base of his throat, for he had always heard stories of the wickedness of the wolf, and wondered now just what he had gotten himself into. On the verge of panic, he allowed his eyes to dart rapidly about his vicinity and found that he was surrounded on three sides by these evil creatures, then finally chanced a glance behind him and found that he had been backed into a wall. Sam swallowed hard and allowed his eyes to turn to the front once more, then closed his eyes.
"Oh boy."
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Being a time traveler can have its advantages, and it can certainly have its drawbacks, but I've come to realize that more often times than not, there is always a surprise waiting around every corner. I've been leaping around for quite a while, taking the forms of many different and often times unexpected bodies, but never before had anything like this occurred.
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"Sam," Doctor Becket heard a wanted and familiar voice whisper from beside him.
"Al," he whispered loudly in both relief and surprise, "Al what's going on?"
"Shut up, mutt," the wolf before him growled, "you ought to have known that you could never steal from us and live to see the next day."
Sam was shocked by what he had heard.
"You- you can understand me?" he asked the wolf apprehensively, keeping a careful eye on the other two.
The wolf scoffed.
"Don't play dumb, kid," he demanded, "of course we understand you."
Sam glanced over to Al, silently begging him for his help, but he seemed oddly distracted by what he assumed was his chosen form; how he hoped that this wasn't another attractive woman.
"What is the matter, Al?" Sam asked shakily, pressing himself further against the face of the rocky formation of upon which he had been forced.
"I- I don't believe it," Al mused, obviously astounded by what was going on and clicked on his remote.
"Al," Sam called desperately.
It was at this moment that the wolf before him made his move, launching himself at the doctor with his claws and fangs bared, ready to rip him apart. Acting quickly by using the skills he had learned in Karate, he countered the wolf's attack and struck him hard in the face, but what surprised him was what he had for a fist- a grey paw.
His eyes widened.
"Holy crap Al," Sam cried, averting another attack from the wolf of his right, "I'm a wolf!"
