Project Quantum Leap, Stallion's Gate, New Mexico--August 14, 2002
Today was the big day. After months of grueling, almost constant work, Dr. Sam Beckett's String Theory of Time Travel was about to be put to the test. Out of everyone in the sterilized, state-of-the-art laboratory, no one was more exhilarated than seventeen-year-old, nerdy, yet cool, C.J. Mullagan. He had the honor of being the youngest technician on the project, on the merit of his amazing intellect and the fact that he once met Sam Becket at a convention.
Everyone was preparing for the final experiment, the one that would prove whether or not it was possible to quantum leap. The lucky bum set up to be the first leaper was none other than Dr. Beckett himself. Sam had not only created the theory the entire project was based on, but he also started the project itself, hand-picked most of the crew, and created Ziggy, the supercomputer with an ego the size of Montana, which stored information from the last 50 years to aid Sam on his quest to improve the world by changing history. Now, the final checks were in progress.
"Checking archive accessibility," said Gooshy, the lead technician/scientist. "Ziggy, can you handle everything we've put in there?"
"Not a problem, Dr. Gooshy," replied Ziggy. "All files are easily obtainable; my logic centers are as functional as when they were first programmed, and there's even a few mega-gigabytes to spare."
"A simple 'yes' would have sufficed, Ziggy. Are you ready in the accelerator, Dr. Becket?"
"Almost, Gooshy," answered Sam. "C.J. is checking over the last few connections, then we're good to go. Is Al in the imaging chamber yet?"
"Yes, sir," replied Gooshy.
"Everything is ready in here," said C.J. Then he sneezed.
"Are you alright, C.J.?" asked Sam.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Sometimes I just randomly sneeze. It's no big deal."
"Okay, then, just stand clear. Gooshy? We're ready to leap in here," said Sam.
"Alright, Dr. Becket. Good luck," said Gooshy. "Ziggy, are you ready for this?"
"Ready as Spongebob Squarepants," said Ziggy.
"AHHH-CHOOOOOO!!!" C.J. sneezed like a gunshot. He lost his balance and fell into Sam, knocking him off the platform.
"Accelerating...NOW!" shouted Gooshy, who had not seen what had just happened.
"No, Gooshy!" screamed Sam, but it was too late.
C.J. became a glowing blue Smurf. Rays of blue light shot out from his body. There was a sudden flash, and then,...he was gone!
Sam ran from the accelerator into the control room. "Gooshy, C.J. was on the platform when you accelerated, not me!"
Just then, a Marine guard ran in from a different hallway in the complex.
"Some kid just appeared in the waiting room!" he shouted.
"Get Al out of the imaging chamber. He's not going to be much help in there now," Sam ordered. "Does anyone know if C.J. has any close friends we can trust?"
"He's mentioned a couple before, Dr. Becket," said Ziggy. "One is an Air Force pilot currently stationed in Albuquerque, Captain Alexander Hayfever."
"That's good, send for Capt. Hayfever," said Sam. "At least now we'll have an observer. Once he arrives, start to search as far as April 12, 1986 for C.J."
"Dr. Becket, I've realized something," mentioned Gooshy. "If C.J. Mullagan vanished from the accelerator and someone else appeared in the waiting room, then he didn't just disappear, he leaped."
"I realize that too, Gooshy. So?"
"So that means your theory is right. Project Quantum Leap is a success!"
"Oh, boy."
(Proceed to next chapter.)
Today was the big day. After months of grueling, almost constant work, Dr. Sam Beckett's String Theory of Time Travel was about to be put to the test. Out of everyone in the sterilized, state-of-the-art laboratory, no one was more exhilarated than seventeen-year-old, nerdy, yet cool, C.J. Mullagan. He had the honor of being the youngest technician on the project, on the merit of his amazing intellect and the fact that he once met Sam Becket at a convention.
Everyone was preparing for the final experiment, the one that would prove whether or not it was possible to quantum leap. The lucky bum set up to be the first leaper was none other than Dr. Beckett himself. Sam had not only created the theory the entire project was based on, but he also started the project itself, hand-picked most of the crew, and created Ziggy, the supercomputer with an ego the size of Montana, which stored information from the last 50 years to aid Sam on his quest to improve the world by changing history. Now, the final checks were in progress.
"Checking archive accessibility," said Gooshy, the lead technician/scientist. "Ziggy, can you handle everything we've put in there?"
"Not a problem, Dr. Gooshy," replied Ziggy. "All files are easily obtainable; my logic centers are as functional as when they were first programmed, and there's even a few mega-gigabytes to spare."
"A simple 'yes' would have sufficed, Ziggy. Are you ready in the accelerator, Dr. Becket?"
"Almost, Gooshy," answered Sam. "C.J. is checking over the last few connections, then we're good to go. Is Al in the imaging chamber yet?"
"Yes, sir," replied Gooshy.
"Everything is ready in here," said C.J. Then he sneezed.
"Are you alright, C.J.?" asked Sam.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Sometimes I just randomly sneeze. It's no big deal."
"Okay, then, just stand clear. Gooshy? We're ready to leap in here," said Sam.
"Alright, Dr. Becket. Good luck," said Gooshy. "Ziggy, are you ready for this?"
"Ready as Spongebob Squarepants," said Ziggy.
"AHHH-CHOOOOOO!!!" C.J. sneezed like a gunshot. He lost his balance and fell into Sam, knocking him off the platform.
"Accelerating...NOW!" shouted Gooshy, who had not seen what had just happened.
"No, Gooshy!" screamed Sam, but it was too late.
C.J. became a glowing blue Smurf. Rays of blue light shot out from his body. There was a sudden flash, and then,...he was gone!
Sam ran from the accelerator into the control room. "Gooshy, C.J. was on the platform when you accelerated, not me!"
Just then, a Marine guard ran in from a different hallway in the complex.
"Some kid just appeared in the waiting room!" he shouted.
"Get Al out of the imaging chamber. He's not going to be much help in there now," Sam ordered. "Does anyone know if C.J. has any close friends we can trust?"
"He's mentioned a couple before, Dr. Becket," said Ziggy. "One is an Air Force pilot currently stationed in Albuquerque, Captain Alexander Hayfever."
"That's good, send for Capt. Hayfever," said Sam. "At least now we'll have an observer. Once he arrives, start to search as far as April 12, 1986 for C.J."
"Dr. Becket, I've realized something," mentioned Gooshy. "If C.J. Mullagan vanished from the accelerator and someone else appeared in the waiting room, then he didn't just disappear, he leaped."
"I realize that too, Gooshy. So?"
"So that means your theory is right. Project Quantum Leap is a success!"
"Oh, boy."
(Proceed to next chapter.)