I was 17 then. Tall, skinny, hazel eyes, light brown hair the usual stuff. I was walking to school expecting a completely normal day, just like every other day of my life. I walked in and was greeted to the hustle of people getting to class and the smell of new polish on the marvel floors.

I smiled expecting to day, like every other day to be normal.

That's when I heard the scream. I rushed out the door dropping my papers as I went. The cold morning air made my eyes water and I gritted my teeth.

"I'm coming!" I screamed through the various sound of New York City. She screamed again. Her name was Veronica. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Her ocean eyes could capture any ones attention.

I picked up more speed. My hands clenched as I entered a building.

Two thugs were holding her over an empty elevator shaft.

"Grab her purse and I'll take care of the rest." One of the thugs said.

"Veronica!" I screeched as I ran.

"Foster? Is that you? Please..." She stopped talking as the thugs pushed her over the side. She gasped.

"Veronica!" I hurtled toward her and pushed her back to the platform as I started to fall. Veronica placed her hand out to me. I missed it.

"Foster!" Veronica screamed hand outstretched. All I can remember is Veronica getting smaller and smaller. Then blackness.

I opened my eyes. Swiftly looking around. Nothing. I'm laying in absolutely nothing. "Have I died? No, I'm still breathing."

I decided to try to stand up. Feeling dizzy, I hoisted myself upright.

"Hello." I said. "Hello!"

"Do you want to live?" I spun around breathing rapidly. I saw a man. He had a thin face and green eyes. His brown-ish grey hair staging up in all different directions. He was a little taller then me.

"Yes." I crocked. "Yes I would."

"Are you sure?" he questioned. Suddenly, Veronica came running from the blackness.

" Foster! Oh Foster." she yelled. I held her. I don't want to loose her. So the only thing I could do was kiss her. And so I did.

Her warm touch faded away. She was gone.

"Veronica!" I sobbed. Holding back tears.

"Listen Foster, I'm not offering you your old life. I'm just offering you a way out." the man put out his hand.

"Death is a possibility. Your choice Foster." The man checked his watch. "Make your decision, times running out."

The ground started to shake and cracks of light stared to leek in.

Death was below me. It was my fate. Unless...

"I want to live!" I grabbed his hand and everything went black.

I woke up. Panting heavily.

"Where...where am I?" I squeaked.

I turned my head to see the same man sipping coffee and reading the paper.

"Ah you're awake. Now we wait for Elizabeth and Tom." I turned my aching head. Elizabeth was her name. She seemed to be around 14 maybe 15. She was out cold. So was Tom. He looked around 12 or so.

You, you're the man. He chuckled. "I am." He stood up and handed me a cup of coffee.

"So I guess you figured it out." he said while folding away him paper.

"Figured out what?" I stuttered. He smiled. "That time travels possible. You see I'm starting a little group called the Time Riders. You, Tom and Elizabeth will defend time for people who want to warp it for there own gain."

"That's crazy! Mr..."

"Lenny, call me Lenny"

"What year is it?"

"2007"

"where are we exactly?"

"Tokyo, Japan."

I stuffed a pillow and screamed.

"Last time I checked Mr. Lenny, it was 1997."

"Then you have a lot to learn."

Suddenly, Elizabeth screamed and bolted up right.

"Where, What... Well it was just a dream." Elizabeth climbed out of bed and stopped dead when she saw us.

"Welcome Elizabeth!" cried Lenny.

"Good grief." I groaned.

"Oh crap it wasn't a dream. You're the man that saved me from the lightning strike. Lenny nodded.

"Foster this is Elizabeth from the year 2030. Elizabeth this is Foster from the year 1997."

I stuck out my hand. She stuck out hers. We shook hands in silence.

THUD! something hit the floor. He ran up to Lenny. "You!" he shouted. You saved me.

"Everyone this Tom, from the year 2011."

Lenny explained everything to Elizabeth and Tom as I dozed off. Will I survive this? I'm I actually dead? All I know is that this the beginning of my crazy messed up life.