Lewis's Time
In the morning, Lewis and Wilbur woke up to chaos. White fire was everywhere in the cave. Lewis jumped to his feet before he knew he was awake. Five unknown female teenagers where inside, shouting unintelligible words. Wilbur stared at them, stunned in his position on the floor. Lewis recognized Tess among them. Luna, Stella, Justine, and Risa were in human form and four of the five unknown girls were holding them by sharp looking wires at their throats.
"I can't believe our own sisters are threatening to kill us, I just can't…" Justine muttered darkly to herself. Tess, (the only one without a prisoner at the moment), walked up to Lewis and grabbed his collar roughly, holding him a foot off the ground.
"Well look at the little hybrid. Who'd have thought star warriors would actually deign to help a pathetic being like you," Tess hissed. Lewis grit his teeth and Wilbur stood up.
"Let him go!" Wilbur said, trying to pull her arms away despite his broken arm. Tess glared at him. She held Lewis in one hand and the other lashed out at Wilbur, and in a second he found himself with a similar wire to that of which were around their friends' necks around his neck.
"Don't struggle and the wire won't cut your head off," Tess hissed. Wilbur growled under his breath and she tightened the wire slightly. Lewis's eyes traveled to the nape of her neck where her spirit stone rested. It was in the shape of a wicked-looking dagger. Tess's lips curled in a cruel smile.
"The life of an assassin was always supposed to be mine, as you can see, hybrid," she said, than she turned to the star warriors she was working with. "Take the traitors to the council. I'll take these two. After you drop them off, get the time machine. It's by the school. And go to the future and take the hybrid's family. They'll have to have the amnesiac serum injected and the council wants no corners cut," as one, the assassin's helpers nodded and they disappeared.
Wilbur's and Lewis's eyes widened. They were after the future Robinsons as well? Wilbur narrowed his eyes angrily.
"You keep my family out of this!" he shouted, trying to struggle. Tess hissed and tightened the wire even more, drawing a thin stream of blood.
"Wilbur! Don't struggle!" Lewis called desperately. Wilbur growled under his breath.
"Listen to the hybrid, weakling. The council wanted you unmarked," Tess said. Her eyes casted sharply over Wilbur's broken arm. "And unmarked means no broken bones."
Her eyes flashed silver and Wilbur suddenly felt searing pain as though he were on fire. He cried out despite himself as white flame started curling around his broken arm. Lewis started squirming in Tess's death grip.
"What are you doing to him?!" Lewis nearly shouted in panic. Tess narrowed her eyes.
"Healing him. What's it look like? The painless way takes a lot of power, and I'm not about to waste energy on a human," she spat out the word human like venom. The flames melted away and Wilbur panted slightly. The sling fell away and he found he could move his arm normally again. Tess smartly tugged the wire around his neck.
"Well come on. The council won't wait for you forever," she snapped and a silver ring encircled them, making them disappear.
Wilbur's Time
Two apparently normal teenaged girls trudged up the path to the Robinson household. One had light brown hair pulled into a ponytail with golden-brown eyes. The other had black hair and pretty blue eyes. They both had very deep tans. The brown haired one groaned a little.
"Why do I have to be the one to make a fool of myself?" she asked. The black haired one looked at her sharply.
"Because, sis, we need to get inside and you're the best at making yourself cry on demand," she said. Finally, they made it to the door.
"After this, I'm calling the landscapist and tell him to make the hills smaller," the brown-haired one panted. She looked up in surprise when a young man that looked like he was from the eighties popped his head over the rim of one of the plants next to the door.
"Hey! Ring this doorbell," he said. Than a similar looking man popped his head over the rim of the other plant.
"No, ring this doorbell! This doorbell is better," he said. The girls nervously glanced at the two bickering plant-people. They shook their heads and ignored them.
"Slide into your part," the black haired one whispered. The other girl nodded and her eyes suddenly seemed blank and glazed. The blue-eyed one adopted a concerned haunted look and rung the doorbell on the right.
"Yeah! I win!" one of the plant-people said. The door opened to reveal a giant octopus. The girls stiffened slightly but relaxed.
"Does your family include a pointy-black-haired boy, around thirteen?" the blue-eyed one asked a little tearfully. The octopus seemed a little panicked about something, (if octopuses can be,) and it gestured for the girls to come inside. Both of them went inside, and the brown-haired one burst into tears.
"I'm sorry, what she saw is effecting her very much," the blue-eyed one said. The octopus looked worried and set them on the couch. It called for the people of the household, (at least that is what they assumed he was doing,) and they heard rushed footsteps.
"Someone knows something about Wilbur?" a grown man said, then he came into view. He held himself well and had bright blond spiky hair. He had clear blue eyes that at the moment were clouded with worry. Then the rest of the family came behind him. The blue-eyed girl nearly gaped at Aunt Petunia but kept herself in check.
"Does your son have black pointy hair? And is his name Wilbur?" the blue-eyed one asked, fake tears going slowly down her face.
"Yes, he disappeared yesterday. Do you have any idea where he is?" Cornelius asked, though he was worried about what their expressions were saying about his son.
"I don't think you need us to tell you…" suddenly the girls' faces hardened and they brought out gun-like things. "Why don't you go and find out for yourselves?"
Franny and Cornelius barely had time to gasp in shock before a net shot out of each gun and wrapped around both of them. The fell on the floor struggling. "What's the meaning of this?!" Cornelius shouted while struggling.
"You'll find out soon enough, hybrid," the blue-eyed girl sneered and nets wrapped around Lucielle and Bud. The two grandparents fell hard on the ground, struggling. As though someone had flipped a switch, the rest of the family jumped into action.
Laszlo jumped up and shot paint-like balls at the girls. The brown-eyed one somersaulted out of the way and waved her hand violently. White fire started burning on the weapon and Laszlo reflexively dropped the weapon, and then he found himself on the ground struggling in a net. His sister soon followed suit.
Billie smirked and brought out her remote control. "Let's see what you make of my toy train!" she said. The girls looked quizzical for a moment then they saw a HUGE train coming through the hall and right at them.
For a moment they resembled deer caught in headlights, then their reflexes came into play and they dove out of the way.
"The lady's insane! She sicked a train on us!" the brown-haired one shouted. The blue-eyed one shrugged and netted Billie and Joe.
Uncle Art and Gaston came at the girls at the same time, the latter shooting meatballs out of his little canon madly. They sidestepped Art and the meatballs hit their chests, plopping on the floor harmlessly.
"You've GOT to be kidding me…" the blue-eyed one muttered and the two uncles found themselves stuck in nets.
Carl ran forward, wrapping his limbs around the girls. They fell over on the floor with lots of mechanical arms wrapped around them.
"Okay guys, I got them. Now to see who sent them…" Carl said, then a weird expression passed over his face.
"What are they do-" he was cut off when the blinds shot over the windows as though pulled by over-enthused phantom hands, shrouding the room in almost total darkness. The girls curled up in tight balls and glowed silver. Their hair turned silver, as did their eyes. Their skin turned albino and their eyes seemed to almost glow when the opened them.
"No more nice girls," the previously brown-haired one said. They both gripped a part of Carl's arms and white fire began to spread across them. Carl yelped and recoiled, letting them go on the floor. They straightened up and shot three nets around Carl.
Lefty lunged for them, but they jumped out of the way and netted him.
"Get over there and fight like a man, you pansy!" Petunia shouted at Uncle Fritz. The two girls stared at the hand puppet, baffled.
"This is the most pathetic thing I've ever seen in my ridiculously long lifetime," the previously blue-eyed star warrior said. The previously brown-haired star warrior shrugged and netted him.
The two star warriors glanced around at the now-netted Robinsons struggling on the floor. They slowly looked at each other.
"They have a big family," the previously brown-haired one commented. The other star warrior crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow.
"We're ones to talk," she said. The previously brown-haired one nodded.
"Touché," she said.
"Why are you doing this?!" Cornelius shouted through his net.
"You'll find out soon enough, hybrid," the previously blue-eyed one sneered.
"Why do you keep calling me hybrid?" he asked confusedly. The star warriors stared at him, then they turned their heads to each other.
"He doesn't know?" the previously brown-haired one asked.
"I suppose not…" the other one trailed off. She shrugged. "Eh, he can find out later. It's not like the council can really hide it when they're killing him and part of his family and making the other part forget."
"WHAT?!" everyone in the nets shouted. The previously brown-haired one glared at her sister.
"Nice going."
"They should know…" the star warrior said in an effort to cover up her mistake. Her sister rolled her eyes.
"Let's get everyone else," she said. They both took their spirit stones off, (the previously blue-eyed one's was in the shape of a shuriken, the other one's was shaped like a net,) and they started turning them around so they caught the light at different angles. They put them back on and they reverted to their human form.
A silver circle appeared a few feet off the ground. Five star warriors in human form shimmered into view.
The star warriors wordlessly slung loudly protesting humans over their shoulders. They all stopped when they saw Uncle Joe. They slowly looked at each other.
"I'm not carrying him," one of them said.
A/N
Uh Oh! This can't be good! Just to tell you: the Robinsons are there now but not when Wilbur left because when Wilbur left he was part of a timeline that was created from the situation going on without him. Now, since he did interfere, they existed. Review please!
Disclaimer: I own a lot of things in this fic, but I don't own MTR.