Chapter 68"Historical Steps"

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Italic means thoughts or dream P.O.V. It also means texts.

I remember sitting in the lair, stretching my arms when the mutated version of Darko and the Ultimate ninja appeared. A flash of blue light and I was thrown against a brick wall, pain ripped through me as my head slammed on it. Slowly looking around trying to figure out where I was. The world began to spin and my stomach was emptied.

"Hey," I heard someone said. "Hey, are you alright?"

I felt someone grabbed me, but the world was still spinning much like I was on a twirl-a-whirl at full speed.

"Hey, can you hear me?" Another voice rang through my ears, the world began to get warm and spinning faster.

Shadows soon came over and pulled me into the darkness.

(TL)

As I started to come too, I was somewhere warm and comfy. My hearing started to pick up people talking more like arguing over something.

"Why didn't you drop her off at a hospital?" I heard a woman asked.

"Andy we couldn't leave her like that," a man voice said. "Plus both Joe and I saw her come flying from a portal. We couldn't leave her there."

"Well if anything happens," the woman voice said. "This is on your heads."

Slowly started to feel my eyes wanting to open, slowly blinking to open my eyes to see a mustard-colored ceiling, a girl that looks around my own age looking down at me. Long auburn hair was forcing me to look at brown eyes. She smiled at me.

"Hi," She said smiling at me. "How are you feeling?"

"Like crap," I muttered. "Where am I?"

"Selma, Alabama." She said.

"What year is it?" I asked.

"Why are you asking that?" She asked

"Please just tell me what year it is?" I asked.

"Well, it's 1965." She said.

"Oh gods," I muttered, feeling my stomach wanted to throw up. "Trash can please."

She stood up at once and pushed a black plastic trash can in front of me, where I empty my stomach again.

"Boss," The girl said walking away from me, following her movement with my eyes. "She's up but she is weak."

Slowly pushing myself to a sitting position looking around to see what I would say dated but I knew this style was the state of the art. Seeing what looks like a hotel suite, blinking a few times to get a clear head.

"So you got a name kid?" The boss asked.

She walked into view with long blonde hair that was pulled into a braid, she was wearing a pair of slacks and a white blouse.

"Alex," I said simply getting my baring back in order.

"You're not from here are you?" She asked.

Looking up at her.

"What gives it away from the accent?" I asked.

"Yes, and also the things that you were holding." She said holding out my shell cell.

"Hey give that back," I said forcing myself up to jump at her but fell short causing me to crash onto the ground. "I need it back." Also realizing that the familiar weight of my sword was gone.

"Looking for this," She said also holding my sword. "It's a nice sword now tell us where you are from?"

Slowly pushing myself back up to see the other people in the room, two males, and another female which I had seen before. One was Middle Eastern while the other was European. Then there was the red-haired.

"You're not going to believe me," I muttered and still felt their eyes. "I'm from the future, as in 2005."

"What?" One of the Guy questions "how is that possible?"

"What was that blue light thing about?" The other asked.

Looking at them and gripping my head recalling the mutated version of Darko and the Ultimate ninja appearing and being thrown into the blue light thing.

"Something did it using something," I groaned. "I can't remember anything else. The blue I remember before hitting the brick wall and then waking up here."

"Really that all you remember?" The red-haired asked.

"That doesn't talk about you having a sword?" Andy asked.

Looking around before taking a deep breath.

"I'm a demigod," I muttered. "And the reason for the sword means that I need it to protect myself from monsters."

"Demigods aren't real nor or these gods," Andy said.

"Eímai o Aléxis Mávri kóri tou ídiou tou Theoú Ádi."(1) I growled forcing myself up and allowed fire roar to life on one arm and shadows slitter up the other.

Andy shot me a look which I gave one.

"You can stop the fireworks." The red-haired said.

"How is this even possible?" She asked.

Allowing myself to relax such as stopping the fire and shadow.

"I'm sorry but I don't like when people don't believe me," I said. "The term immortal means anything?"

"So you can speak Greek?" Andy asked.

"Being a demigod it meaning my brain is hardwire for ancient Greek," I said.
"Are there others like you?" The Middle Eastern guy asked.

"A lot of them, I mean there a rumor that Bruce Lee is a son of Ares, but Chiron will not confirm or deny," I said.

"Isn't Bruce Lee that actor person?" The red-haired woman asked.

"Mina, Lee doesn't hold a candle to Andy," The European one said. "Oh, right we didn't know our names so sorry about that I'm Nicky and this Joe, and the red hair is Mina."

"Dracula love," Joe added.

"Shut it, Yusuf." Mina shot.

Making me smirk at them.

"This is normal for them," Nicky said.

"What is the future like?" Mina asked.

"I can't say anything for fear that it might throw shit on the fan," I muttered.

"Why do you still have a sword?" Andy asked she was sitting on the bed.

"Well there are still monsters or as we call them Kindly ones because Chiron teaches us that names have power," I said. "We used weapons to defend and protect ourselves and others."

"Chiron you mean that centaur is still alive?" Andy questioned out loud.

"Wait you know Chiron?" I asked. "I would remember if Chiron would have talked about any Andy sorry."

"It's alright he wouldn't remember me for a while." She remembers.

"So you guys are here for the marches?" I asked.

"Yes because we believe in what Reverend. Martin Luther King Stand for." Joe said. "I have to ask does this work for all?"

"Like I say before I can't say anything about it," I said.

"Well, it's in responded to what happens on March 7 where we all witness the terror and horrible with the first march," Mina said.

Looking down before looking back up.

"Let me guess it's not going to be good tomorrow?" Nicky asked.

"You could say that," I muttered.

"Can I ask?" Mina asked.

"You don't want to know," I said.

"We are planning on marching and helping them," Andy said.

"I want to help," I said. "Letting me help."

"We will bring you to the church tomorrow," Joe said.

"I like her." I heard Nicky said.

(TL)

We walked to the church, where there were a lot of people there.

"Hello, I'm Viola, Welcome to Selma," A white woman said to us. "Can I ask where you all from are?"

"We are from New York," Andy said at once.

Mina gave a smile and pushed me along to the rest of the group of people.

Seeing people of everything race and creed. Seeing a Greek Orthodox priest walk up and talk with Martin Luther King. Ordering myself not to act like a total fangirl. Joe and Nicky were shaking hands being friendly while Andy was asking what they could do to help out. Mina was keeping me in one spot.

"Welcome and thank you for coming." A young African American man said to us will a smile He was in a suit, tie, and tan overcoat. A little bit bruised and in pain.

"Thank you for being the first to stand up for what is right," Mina said. "This is my cousin Alex and I'm Mina."

"John Lewis." He said with a smile and offered his hand.

Wanting to fangirl but fighting the urge, I quickly shook it followed by Mina. He gave a nod and off he went.

Just smiling at Mina.

"Want?" She asked.

"Spoilers," I said.

Andy meet eyes with us and nodded her head over, walking over and of course not watching where I am going I crashed into Martin Luther King himself.

"I'm sorry," I said quickly pushing myself back up.

"It's kept alright dear," He said. "Are you alright?"

"I trip sorry about that," I replied. "Thank you for being a great leader Dr. King."

He offered me a smile and allowed me to walk by.

(TL)

"The president doesn't want us to march today," Martin Luther King said over the speakers. "The courts don't want us to march but we must march."

"Yeah!" We called out.

"We must stand up," Martin Luther King said

"Yeah." We shouted back and clapped.

"We must make a massive demonstration of our moral certainty. I'm so glad we're here together today. I thank you for standing up. For we shall be victorious in our quest. We shall cross the finish line hand in hand. For we shall overcome. All right." Martin Luther King said.

"Remember we have to be nonviolent," Mina whispered in my ear.

And lead us into a sing-song, as we line up arm in arm and began to march, we can to a stop on the bridge unsure what would happen.

"Troopers, withdraw!" I heard followed by some clapping.

Someone knelled followed by all of us kneeling. Before King stood up and walked back making us follow him.

(TL)

"I don't understand why he pulls back?" Joe asked.

"He had them where he wanted them."

We were sitting back in the hotel room, talking about what happened.

"Maybe he through it was forced," I replied. "But the court case will be tried soon."

I felt myself getting call somewhere, gripping the bedsheet tightly.

"Alex, what is wrong?" Mina asked.

"I feel like I'm being call somewhere." I cried.

"You're fading and appearing," Mina said gripping my arms tightly.

"Here," Joe said ripping a bracelet from his own arm and wrapped it tightly on my wrist. "We will find you again Alex."

The pull was getting too much and I disappeared from the room and was thrown into the unknown.

(1) I'm am Alexis Black daughter of god Hades himself.

Okay, that end of chapter 68 more is coming please tell me what you think but please use Constructive criticism.