Signals
Disclaimer: If I owned BHH, it would have ended with Victor being bad muhhahahaha, VJ, MC, and Lucas being alone, 'cause I don't like him, as you'll soon find out. no offense to Lucas fans But, I may change my mind... So, as it is, don't own 'em.
Summary: Five years after Conclusions, the Science Club bumps into each other again. They were wrong about Victor...
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Marshall shook his head. He had been too forward. Whoa, he thought, remembering his days as Blake Holsey's second biggest nerd (second only to Lucas). Never thought I'd be forward. But, things had changed since Blake Holsey. SPA looked a bit like it, but not enough. Suddenly, he heard a cry. "Aah!" It sounded a bit like... Josie! Hearing Vaughn's voice as well, he ran in the direction of the Science office. To find... papers strewn all over the floor. He sighed. He should call the others... No. But as he looked around, it reopened. "Whoa!" He cried as it sucked him in.
Josie turned at that sickening sound. There was her past slef, along with the others. It had been when they were in there junior year, so they were all 16 or 17. Except for Z, of course. "My clone," Past Josie (P Josie, and P everyone now) muttered, then realized something. "Wait, you're older... and that's Vaughn!" "Older-looking Vaughn, anyways," PMarshall said. "You handle this," Vaughn muttered to Josie. "Fine," She said, "Um... We are from the future!" "Oh yeah, I could of done so much better." "The future?" PLucas asked. "Yeah," Vaughn replied, "6 years into the future." Everyone was silent for a moment. "I think we all have questions," Z said, finally, "Even I have one. Are we all alive in the future?" Josie winced. "We aren't sure. But look, we can't tell you guys much. We learned the hard way not to mess with the past." Corrine finally spoke. "Uh... Why did you guys even travel here anyway?" "Accident," They sighed, "Look, we gotta go-" That's when they saw him. Tyler. But older Tyler. He smiled. "You'd better get out of here. My master's looking." With glances of horror, Josie and Vaughn ran toward the Science office. But they heard footsteps behind them. Right as the wormhole opened, they jumped in. Who know where we'll end up, Josie thought. But she was relieved to see that they were back at SPA. But they had some stowaways...
Marshall looked around. The school was still SPA. When he looked at the calendar, he groaned. It was that day, three years ago. You see, he had been lying about being a journalist. For he worked for Victor. And knew that all was not right with the man. Or Sarah. He snuck around, looking for is his past self. Maybe he could stop that awful deed from happening. Finally, he spotted that room. He slunk in and hid behind a cabinet. PMarshall and Victor walked into the room. "So, Mr. Wheeler," Victor said, sitting down in his desk. "Well," PMarshall said as he sat in front of Victor, "It sounds good. And it won't cost me anything?" Victor laughed. "Unless you count your integrity." "Well, ah," PMarshall said, "I'll do it." "Sign this." Oh! This was the time! "N-" Marshall shouted, leaping out of his hiding spot. But the wormhole sucked him in. It was too late. Victor Pearson was like Satan, and Marshall Wheeler had just sold his soul to him.
Corrine yelped when she saw the PJosie and PVaughn trailing after Josie and Vaughn. "So..." PVaughn said, "Future Corrine? Cool." "Lucas! Marshall!" Corrine cried. But only Lucas arrived. "Great," Lucas muttered, "Marshall's probably gone through." "We can't help him," Corrine said firmly, "Or we'll get lost." She gazed at the two teens, then at their future counterparts. "Have you told them about... uh, you guys yet?" She asked. Josie shot her a death look. "Oo, guess not," Lucas chuckled. "Huh?" PJosie asked. "Well," Vaughn sighed, "In the future, Josie and I have gone our separate paths." "WHAT!"
Sorry for short chapter. Didn't have time. Will update soon. Guess PJosie and PVaughn are not happy about their fates. And they were already rocky! thanx again, tinamonic! appreciate it. cool name! R and R!