Safehouse

CIA

Location: Antartica

He was shivering when he woke up. The room was small with metallic walls, a metal table in the middle of the room, its legs bolted down. The cold air he intook irriated his throat, causing a painful cough.

His chest was killing him, a rib or two definatly broken. He didn't realise his hands bound together until he tried to stand up against the wall. He let out a groan, forgetting the bullet still in the side of his hip.

The door opened wide, Adler bursting through. He grabbed Benedikt by the arm, yanking him up and slinging him into a chair at the table.

"Bell, welcome back." Adler said casually, chaining his cuffs to the table.

"Where have you been?" He could see his reflection through Adler's glasses. He looked terrible.

"Enjoying death." He sat. "I'm not here to talk about me. I'm here to talk about our mutual friend, Perseus. Our country is on its last leg, thanks to you. Your going to help us fix it."

"Thats the point Adler. This country is in no condition to bargin. You've lost. Accept it, theres a new world power."

"I don't think so. We've recently had a breakthrough. Something no other country has ever attempted before."

"Like what?" Benedikt scoffed.

"Jumping to a different point in time, and coming back." He looked Benedikt straight in the eyes.

"Your serious? You brought me all this way.. just to sell me more lies!" He spat.

"No, I brought you all this way to be one of the first on the other side! You don't have a choice in this Bell." He stood up, walking beside Benedikt.

"Of course I do." He looked at him like he were stupid.

Adler held his wrist to look at his watch, his finger hovering over a button. "No, you don't." He pressed the button.

"Bell, we have a job to do."

He felt pain all over. Fire, bullet wounds, every type of injured pain there ever was he felt it. His head rang, filled with voices. Indescribable. And with the click of a button it was over with.

"Where is it?!" Benedikt screamed, beads of sweat running.

"What?" Adler tilted his head.

"The chip! Adler, where is it?" He asked firmly.

"Somewhere under your skin, but you'd lose a lot of blood trying to find it." He unhooked his cuffs from the table.

Benedikt stood up, shoving Adler away. He stopped him from becoming any more hostile with the click of a button. The young man collapsed to the ground, pleading for the pain to cease.

"Get up! Let me show you what you'll be doing." He yanked the younger man up to his feet after pressing the button on his watch.

They walked into a brefing room. There stood Hudson. Turning around seeing the pair, he marched up to Benedikt.

He planted his fist into the younger man's mouth, adding another cut on the inside of his mouth. "Take a seat." He said firmly. Figuring it was for the recent death of their president, he didn't respond, just sat.

"Your lucky we need you, otherwise you would be suffering for what you've done to this country." Hudson was infuriated with him.

"Yes, I know. This place is full of people who want to kill me, I assume its all I'll be hearing for a while." He sighed.

"Bell, I'm sure Adler has already told you a little bit about what you'll be doing."

"Yes. Some jumping through time like a bunch of idiots." Benedikt chuckled.

"We're sending you into the future, more specifically a time between 2060-2070. There you will find technology years beyond our understanding. More specifically an advanced chip, they refer to it as a DNI. If we can get our hands on it, it could shift the balance of this war dramatically."

"And why couldn't you just get any other poor soul to waste their time on this?"

"Because they died." Adler spoke up.

"And?"

"We couldn't keep using our own men. Plus with the explosion in France we had no doubt you were there. Shortly after we realised that not only could we tale away Perseus' best men but we could also utilize you once more."

"You know they'll come looking for me." He had a slight smirk.

"In the year 1969?" Hudson chuckled. "Agent Park would be an 18 year old student. She doesn't even know you exist, nor do your other two companions."

"What?" His eyes were wide. "Your a liar! Where am I?!" He stood up.

"Antartica, 1969. I would say lets take a walk outside to see for yourself but that wouldn't prove anything. It all looks the same, maybe a bit more ice, but thats about it." Hudson said.

"Your just going to have to take our word for it Bell." Adler took a puff of a cigarette. "Sit down. We got work to do."

"We know we can go backwards in time, but going forwards is where things get tricky. In the last we know what happened at certain points in time, the future is a dangerous gamble. So far we are the only country in the world with this power, thats why we set up so securly in a different year." Hudson centered the projector on the screen. "As you can see some of our earlier tests didn't go so good." Film played.

One man stepped forward, his entire body disolving the moment he touched the purplish blue tunnel. The next film played. This time a woman stepped through. It seemed to be going smoothly, until she stepped out. When the woman stepped out she was no longer human. "This one seemed to spook our science team the most. We have no idea what exactly happened to her. We're still trying to find out why her eyes were a glowing yellow, her flesh, rotten. We put her out of her misery. Our team pulled out a small shard of a purple crystal. We don't know much about it but studying it isn't our main priority right now." Hudson rolled the next clip.

"This was our successful attempt at sending a person back, instead of forwards." A man stepped through the portal, coming back seconds later with a jar of artic water and a few rocks. "After bringing back samples it wasnt long until we moved our entire facility here. We gave our team time to work out some of the flaws of sending someone forwards after the first two failed tests. So let's see how this one goes."

"Do you even know where I might end up once I'm on the other side?" Benedikt rubbed his hand across his head.

"Son, we don't even know if you'll make it through." Adler said.

"Come on, we'll need to get you suited up." Hudson turned the projector off.

"What is this DNI supposed to do?" He asked Hudson as the scientists helped him with his black and crimson suit.

"All we know is that allows its host to do perform supernatural like abilities. We're talking about controlling the actions of technology, enhancing strength." Hudson lowered his tone, not wanting to draw attention with what he was saying. "Remember you are the only one who will know what you are and wherr you come from once you reach the other side." He handed Benedikt a watch, similar to Adler's. "Use this ONLY if necessary. If we can't seem to bring you back this device allows you to select your year and location. And don't even think about escaping. That chip, all it takes is the press of a button and your head will no longer be attatched to your shoulders."

"I'm dying either way. The way I see it, its up to me how I wanna go out."

Hudson's team wrapped bandages around his ribs and injected a stim shot into his system. "That will have to do for now. You'll need this one too. It will help maintain a steady heart rate." Adler gave him another needle.

After placing boots and gloves on, he slipped on his black hood and balaclava.

"Once you cross over we'll have no way to communicate with you, only track you." Adler crossed his arms.

"Is there a time limit on this thing?" Benedikt observed the tight suit on his body.

"You'll experience four days. For us it will only be four hours. You have a timer on your watch. If your not back at these specific coordinates then you won't be coming home." Adler handed him a slip of paper.

"I'll be stuck there?" He narrowed his eyes.

"Probably, unless theres some sort of law of science we haven't discovered, in that case it might kill you." He shrugged.

"We're ready sir." One of the scientists said.

"Alright step up on the platform." Hudson shoved him.

The machine powered up, looking quite different than what he saw in the film. "I thought I was supposed to step through something?" He became skeptical.

"We had a design flaw." Adler shouted over the roaring engines. "Oh and Bell, don't die."

"I have a habit of escaping the clutches of death plus I still have a score I have to settle with the two of you." He pointed to Hudson and Adler.

As he stood there he had no idea why he was going along with this. He cared less to be here. There had to be a way to get out of here, regroup with the team. His thoughts were put on hold when he looked up to see a massive beam of light shine down on him.

He instinctivley put his arms up in a defensive position, his eyes shut tight. He was overwhelmed with the thought of death.

Everyone watched, hearing his scream. The large ray of light consumed him, until it dissapeared, taking him with it.

Adler rushed over to a nearby monitor. "Adler, whats it looking like?" Hudson huddled beside him.

"He's alive." He stood behind one of the workers sitting at the monitor. "Wait, whats with those numbers? Whats happening?!" Adler raised his tone.

"Sir, it appears he's... falling." The worker said.

"Falling? Where the hell did we put him?" Hudson seemed frustrated.

"I don't know." The man was only doing his job.

"Well figure it out! We can't just send him over there and have him die seconds after!" Hudson scolded.

Manhatten, NY

2065

He opened his eyes, feeling a strong breeze on his face. His heart felt like it was going to beat out of his chest. He didn't have time to react before he felt himself collide with... a car. In the sky? His head smacked the hood of one, causing him to fumble backwards hitting vehicles back and forth as he fell, like a pingball.

Getting a good grip on one vehicle, he held onto the sides of the car, his hands in the open windows. He was having a panic attack. His fall startled the driver. The man tried to shake him off the vehicle by swing left and right, driving like a mad man. Benedikt had no other choice other than to open the door and toss the man out, watching as he fell hundreds of feet down.

He hopped inside the drivers seat. He had no idea what he was looking at. All these buttons, but no steering wheel. Instead there were two handles. Other headlights shone through his windsheild, lighting the surfaces of nearby buildings in the night.

He pushed forward on the handles, the car jerking down and descending quickly. Pulling up as quickly ad he pushed down, he haulted the car to a stop. He pulled the vehicle off into an area where others sat. Some sort of parking lot? He didn't know.

He needed a moment. Just a second to think. If only he had Park here to tell him what to do. If only he had anyone.