Chapter 00
The Black Knight and the Demon
Present Day earth, Abandoned house
Jack White had been wondering through and exploring an old abandoned house, as he wondered through. In the master bedroom he came across a hidden room or compartment. Looking inside he though at first it was some form of old Panic room, but upon closer inspection it appeared to be closer to a control terminal. Pressing the big red button, a area opened up from under the main foyer floor a set of stairs. With a sense of renewed curiosity Jack made his way to the newly found staircase. With a gulp Jack remarked.
"Well, this is going stranger than expected"
Walking down the new stairs, Jack uncovered what looked like a laboratory of some sorts, with a ring like structure in the centre the room upon entering had slowly lit up and burst into life as the olden terminal sprung into life. In a inhuman, mechanical voice as the floor with his truck was lowered in alignment with the ring the computer terminal said.
"Welcome Traveller, please Input destination"
Walking up to the console, Jack put in the numbers '20-20' into the console.
"World 20-20 has been selected for one way trip, preparing cargo please board vehicle before departure in t-minus 90 seconds"
"Oh shit" Was all that came out of Jacks mouth as he hastily got back into the driver's seat of his mobile home of a military truck. Soon he felt the truck being guided forwards towards a now open portal. Putting the key's into the ignition ready to go as the vehicle was punted through the portal and landed on it's wheels. Shaking the occupant and the contents of the M35A2 Truck.
What Jack would see next is something both familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.
ATB 2014, backstreet, Tokyo settlement, Japan/ Area 11
The Panel that the truck was secured to came to a sudden halt, metal clattering on asphalt. The magnetic clamps securing the tuck deactivated and fell off. Letting the vehicle move once more. As it gently rolled onto the centre of the road, Jack got up in the drivers seat as rain was pouring down upon the vehicle, soaking the streets as it did so.
"What the fuck?"
As Jack stated the engine, he begun to drive around aimlessly from the empty backstreet to a more crowded and higher traffic area. He had to look for a place that had free parking and fast. As Jack yawned in tiredness, he drove along the highways. Trying to keep within the speed limits listed in miles per hour.
In terms of weapons, he mainly had world war two weapons with a few cold war era weapons such as the M2 carbine, M1 Grand and M3 Grease gun. In terms of cold war selection he had and RPG-2, two Milled Type 56 assault rifles with new 1:12 inch barrels and a pair of M16A1's with 1:7 inch twist barrels.
As he was driving around he came across a building surrounded by rural grounds. Seeing no double lines nor parking meter's nearby he parked outside of the School and got out, locked the driver cabin off and opened the side door and went into the living compartments that was converted from a 2 ½ ton cargo truck.
Closing the door and locking the door behind him, he turned the axillary generator on so he could turn on the lights. Going into the back to prepare the bed for him to sleep in for the night, he realized he had no valid ID nor valid currency on him. As he prepared the bed the occasional car passed by as he turned off the lights and got into bed.
He hoped he wouldn't get car-jacked or towed, but something was telling him that this was one of the safer streets.