Chapter 2- Recurrence

"Well, you and David seem to be on better terms now." Max stated as she and Chloe were walking through camp. The sun was still shining over them basking them in orange sunlight as the camp was alive with activity around them.

"Yeah. After everything he's done: saving you from Jefferson and believing us about the bunker, I guess he deserves another shot." Chloe remarked. "But I'll miss calling his step douche. Also step fuhrer, step-prick, step dork, Sgt. Shithead... "

"Okay. I get the picture." Max interrupted. I'm just glad the civil war between you two is over." Max said as she stuffed her hands into her gray sweatshirt."There can finally be some peace at the Price household."

"If it even is still standing after the storm. That was one big ass tornado." Chloe interjected. "Not fighting with David should be child's play after everything that has happened this week. I just need to get used to not calling him step douche all the time but I'm sure it'll still slip up every now and then."

"I still can't believe that it's only been five days since I first got my powers and all this insanity started." Max signed. "I can still feel the rain on my face when I first had that vision of the tornado. Then when I first used the rewind to save you back in the bathroom. Wowzer, it feels like a lifetime ago."

"Or yesterday if you used your rewind." Chloe nudged her. "At least it was a memorable five days. I don't recall having as much fun as we did this week. Who knew time travel would be so much fun."

"It was all fun and games until we went looking for Rachel and the tornado hit." Max mentally slapped herself for bringing up Rachel so soon.

"I know. I know. I was just reflecting on the good times before it got so fucked up. You know before all mystery, drama…and death." Chloe's mood dropped as she was probably thinking of Rachel.

Max didn't want Chloe to drift back to the darkness so she quickly came to cheer up her best friend. "There were good times. We became best friends again after being apart for five years. If there was one thing I'm grateful for this week, it is having you back in my life."

Chloe nodded as she stood pondering. Her lips slowly formulated into an infectious grin causing Max to smile also. "You should be. Your life would be so boring and dreary without me around to spice things up." Now that's starting to sound like the Chloe Max knew.

"My life isn't that boring." Max pretended to be offended as she played along.

"Please, girl. You take photos as a hobby." Chloe joked. "You were begging for me to save you from boredom."

"Ha ha. Funny. If I didn't come back into your life, you could in prison right now for shooting your gun everywhere while you were high." Max shook her head.

Chloe rolled her eyes. "Whatever you say Caufield. Whatever you say. You should be honored that I've came back into your life to spice it up."

Max rolled her eyes. "For the record, I didn't have much of a choice since you almost ran me over with your truck."

"Hey, I saved you from Nathan." Chloe retorted.

"But you still almost took me out in doing so. Isn't the goal of saving someone also mean not taking them out in the process?"

"Not my fault you chose to deal with Nathan in the parking lot."

"I didn't have a choice in that matter too."

"Just be grateful I saved you, girl. Sheesh, so ungrateful, I swear."

"It's the company I keep." Max remarked as they both laughed.

The girls continued to banter as they walked until Chloe suddenly stopped bringing Max to a stop as well.

"What's wrong Chloe?" Max inquired as she looked ahead to where Chloe was looking.

Max saw a few people scattered about chatting. The main attraction was a slim clergyman dressed in a standard black church uniform seated on a foldable chair outside a large brown tent. The man's tan skin lead her to believe he was of Spanish lineage with exotic yet handsome features. The man was whistling as he was using a small knife to clean his fingernails.

Max looked over to her blue haired friend again who looked at the man perplexed. "Chloe?" Max asked one more time.

"You're not going to believe this, Max. The preacher over there arrived here with Mr. Mysterious who spooked off Warren." Chloe stated. Max looked back over to the man with curiosity. "I was starting to wonder when he would make a reappearance. Arcadia Bay isn't exactly bustling with religious people striving to save this town's soul."

"Huh, that's bizarre. What's a clergymen doing with a private military?" Max wondered aloud.

Chloe shrugged. "After this week, I stopped asking questions. I'm just going to go with the flow from now on. Only one way to find out who he is and what's going on." Chloe gestured for them to go over to talk to the man.

Max followed Chloe as they wandered over to the man who was still cleaning his fingernails with his knife. Once in front of him, the man withdrew his knife and started to twirl it in his hand as he looked up at the two girls. His face broke out into a cocky grin as he started to talk.

"Welcome girls, have you come here to liberate yourselves from your societal chains and embrace Satan into your hearts?" The man inquired unfaltered.

Max and Chloe looked at each other surprised at the first few words the man had to say.

"Satan?" Max repeated. It's not everyday that you hear Satan brought up in a conversation.

"Yes the one and only." The man replied. "Unless you count Mel Gibson." Tobias continued to twirl his knife. "Not me though, I still respect him. I still respect you Mel. I still respect you."

"I thought you were from church." Max continued.

"I am. The Church of Satanism to be exact. What? Satanism doesn't qualify as a religion to you girls?" Tobias stopped playing with his knife as he looked at the girls' puzzled faces.

"I'm aware it's a religion, I just didn't realize there was an official church for it." Max replied.

Tobias shrugged. "You would be surprised what people would worship nowadays. Tom Cruise preaches for the church of Scientology all the time. Some people worship a giant spaghetti monster. That's Pastafarianism for ya. There's Jedism too. Redefining what it means to be a hardcore nerd. There's also Euthanasia which is anti population growth, etc, etc. People can worship anything these days and get away with it."

"So are you guys really into human sacrifices and summoning demons?" Chloe joined in. "I'm not judging. I'm just curious."

Tobias furrowed his brow. "The only human sacrifices are the wars that rage on everyday. The only demons are those within us. Don't believe everything you see the movies, girls. I've heard stories of dumbassses letting themselves get bit by spiders to see if they would get powers. Hollywood is all about making not money not being accurate. Unfortunately, we do have some bad eggs to fuel the stereotype. Doesn't mean the rest of us should be put in the same basket as those nutcases."

"Ah good. That puts my worries to ease. I guess animal sacrifices are bullshit too?" Chloe continued.

"We have barbeques if that counts." Tobias replied. "I love animals by the way if you wanted to know. I even have a parrot that I taught to spread the gospel of Satan."

"Amazeballs. I totally want to see that." Chloe laughed.

"Unfortunately, I didn't bring him with me. Someone has to cover my church while I'm off being a missionary."

Max couldn't help but grin as she thought of a church somewhere with a bird preaching Satanism to people. "What do you guys do then since you're not all evil as Hollywood portrays you guys?" Max asked as she leaned on one leg.

"Mostly celebrate our free will, individual liberty, and individualism. Stuff we were born with, you know. Bask in the fact that the only higher power is ourselves."

"So do you guys pray to Satan then?" Chloe asked.

"Yes and no." Tobias stated which puzzled the girls. "We don't really worship gods. In fact, we look down on any divine deity. Satan is an archetype who represents pride, carnality, and enlightenment. He represents our highest personal potential, if you will. "

"So you guys are like religious hipsters then?" Chloe stated.

"Sure. Let's go with that." Tobias smiled. "I would take that over being viewed as immoral shadowy wrongdoers who are all about defacing Christianity."

"What do you guys have against other religions that do worship a god?" Max asked.

"Religion fosters sheep behavior. Mankind has lived without the belief of God and notions of fate before and we can still do that. We are the ones that decide our fate. Don't get me wrong, believing in doing what's right and an afterlife is fine and all but we don't have to sacrifice our individualism by blindly believing in a some divine entity we're told is watching and judging us. Then orienting our life to please such. If God is real, then the jokes on me and I was wrong but I'm not going to starting orienting my life to comply with what is expected of me in order to get to paradise."

"Individualism and free will huh. I would never have known about all this." Max said.

"Social Darwinism is the only thing that governs us in this life. No one is helping you aside yourself. It's survival of the fittest. You're either sheep or wolves. You either follow the herd or forage for yourself. Fight or flight. Cower and die or fight and preserve."

"Wow. Sounds hardcore." Chloe commented.

"So are you interested in joining the church then?" Tobias asked.

Max and Chloe looked each other then back at the man.

"No" Max said.

"Maybe." Chloe said.

Max looked over to Chloe surprised. Chloe shrugged. "What it sounds badass. I get to have fun and fight to achieve my highest potential."

"I'm glad I've peaked your interest." Tobias smiled as he put his knife away under his clergy jacket.. "And you are?" He extended his hand out to shake her hand.

"Chloe Price." Chloe grinned as she shook the man's hand.

"The cost of freedom always has a price. Am I right?" Tobias chucked.

"Tell me about it." Chloe remarked.

After Tobias and Chloe were finished shaking hands, Tobias looked over to Max. I wouldn't say Chloe is the best judge of character but Tobias seems cool.

"Max Caufield." She added.

"Nice to meet you both. My name is Tobias Crane, knife wielding alcoholic satanic preacher extraordinaire." He stated proudly.

"No way. Coolest Preacher ever." Chloe laughed. "I might actually go to church for once."

"Okay I'll admit, that's a little cool.". Max agreed.

"So, Tobias. Who was your friend that you came here with?" Chloe asked as Max shot her a disapproving look. Chloe shook it off.

"Who? Oh, you mean Lucius." Tobias replied slightly caught off guard. "I guess you witnessed the air show and our devily descend here."

"It was pretty hard to miss." Chloe replied. "It's not everyday a small fleet of helicopters descend around here."

"Why the sudden interest in my best friend huh?" Tobias asked mockingly. "I wouldn't bother trying it. Lucius has only ever had eyes on one women so don't think about trying to hook up with him."

"What no. We're not interested in him like that." Chloe pretended to play innocent but still obviously sounded fake. Max grinned at Chloe's remark.

"Sure, you are." Tobias smirked. "I'm not surprised. His devilish good looks have charmed many females but thankfully he's not that sinful. Nope, like I said his heart belongs only to one girl."

"I like him already." Max commented.

"Trust me, we're just curious to know why you two have come to Arcadia Bay." Chloe continued.

"Well, back to Arcadia Bay. We grew up here." Tobias remarked.

"What? You're both from Arcadia Bay too?" Max asked surprised.

"Oh yeah. We used to roam the streets here. The two of us and our merrily gang of misfits ruled the streets of Arcadia Bay and hallways of Blackwell long ago."

"No way." Chloe remarked. "I can't believe you and Lucius used to live here. Dang it, I missed out on the cool generation. Not that there's anything with you or your classmates, Max."

Max rolled her eyes and continued chatting with Tobias. "Wow. I can't believe you both used to go to Blackwell. "What did you guys study there?"

"I was studying art while Mr. Smartass was studying science."

"You pursued art?" Chloe sounded surprised.

"Yeah art. Back before my Satan days, I loved to draw. I still do." Tobias rolled both of his sleeves and held his arms up. Then he pressed both his forearms and showed Max and Chloe his upside down cross tattooed onto his skin.

"Nice tats. I have some myself." Chloe took off half of her jacket to show the tattoo sleeve on her right arm, which had an intricate design featuring flowers, butterflies, and a yellowed skull.

"Very cool." Tobias complimented. "Suits you." Tobias glanced over to Max.

"Don't bother. Max isn't as daring as we are to get tats." Chloe joked

"Hey. I don't want to permanently ink my body. People might not take me seriously if I do." Max crossed her arms.

"Since when do you care what other people think, you hipster." Chloe joked.

"I don't but I'm not really into marking my body. I would be too indecisive to pick a tattoo and too self conscious if I got one." Max defended.

"It's fine Max. I understand. There's more than one way to be free. Lucius always says do what you want in life as soon as you don't end up in handcuffs. So keep that in mind." Tobias winked.

"I'm liking Lucius so far." Chloe chimed in. "So hey, do you would you mind introducing us girls to your friend?"

"Lucius won't bite. He's a married man remember. I'll admit, he's a cocky smartass that spits out a lot of things we wouldn't understand but he's a really nice dude. That is unless you're up to no good then he could be your worst enemy." Tobias spoke.

Max had a feeling that Chloe was going to be more indiscreet and try to ask Tobias more about Lucius so she quickly ended their conversation. "It was nice meeting you Tobias, but we should get going to find some more of our friends."

Chloe looked over to Max and shrugged as she stood closer to Max. "Yeah, we need to find Max's boyfriend." Max nudged her. "And see whose day we could brighten up."

"It was nice feeling you girls. I'm glad Arcadia Bay didn't get too dull after my group of misfits left. I hope to see you both around. Especially you, Chloe at church." Tobias remarked.

"Maybe you will or maybe not. You'll have to wait and see." Chloe retorted earning a smile from the preacher.

"See you around." Max said as she dragged Chloe away.

When the two girls were far enough away from Tobias, Chloe turned to talk to Max. "I could have charmed my way to finding out the connection between Lucius and Warren you know."

"Is that what you call it now? Charm?" Max grinned.

"Shut up. I could have. Rebellion is my second language." Chloe assured her.

"You were starting to sound nosy." Max commented.

"And what you don't?". Chloe joked. "We didn't survive this week not being nosy."

"I know but we should tone it down since we just solved one mystery."

"We could quickly solve another one and be on a roll."

Max shook her head. She stopped when she noticed a familiar purple haired girl standing by the edge of a muddy road. "Not again. One second Chloe." She didn't need her powers to know where this was heading.

"Hey Alyssa, could you come here? I want to introduce you to my best friend Chloe." Max called out.

"Oh sure thing Max." Alyssa replied as she came closer. A military truck drove by and squirted mud up from the road covering the spot Alyssa was just on. "Wow. Super Max saves the day again."

Chloe was grinning at Max who shrugged at what happened.

"If I didn't know better, I would say that it's almost like you have superpowers." Alyssa commented.

Max and Chloe looked at each other and grinned.

A light breeze whooshed along picking up discarded leaves. The local wildlife chirped and scurried amongst the leaves acting as the only sound on the desolate cliff. The sound of waves crashing into the edge of the cliff could faintly be heard. The lighthouse towered over the trees overlooking the ruins of Arcadia Bay like a sorrowful guardian.

"Someone has been rewinding time here and they're responsible for the tornado." Lucius's words echoed as he faced his two companions and leaned against the back of the bench. "So what are we gonna do about this mess?"

Diana huffed. "First things first. We need some idea about what we might be up against. Well Mr. Detective, what did you dig up during the last few days?"

Lucius cracked his neck then his fingers. He pulled up notepad on his phone."A lot of stuff. Be prepared for the file dump I'm about to unleash. It's gonna be a little hard to follow so try to pay attention. Anyway onto the findings. From all the new sites and social media sites I've combed through as the week preceded, I can surely say that Arcadia Bay became home to a train wreck of drama. I'm talking about conspiracy level shit going down. It wasn't easy to map out the events but I think I got it" Lucius paused to breathe. "As we all know, all the activity started on Monday morning with the first rewind. It's Friday now and we've had almost five days of unpleasant non-stop rewinding. There's two distinct timelines that I was able to partition. In one timeline, we had a missing town girl, Rachel Amber, an attempted suicide by a Blackwell student, Kate Marsh, followed by a series of strange phenomenons like a solar eclipse and numerous animal deaths, Nathan Prescott, Sean Prescott's son, getting suspended from school, and the tornado closing in upon the town. Then a rewind happened Thursday night altering the chain of events bringing us into the second timeline where it's very similar to the first. However, this narrative is different in that there's no attempted suicide or Nathan Prescott being suspended. Instead we had Prescott and the Blackwell photography teacher, Mark Jefferson, being implemented in the murder of Rachel Amber and the kidnapping of numerous girls just before the tornado hits the town early Friday morning which was much earlier today. Unfortunately, it doesn't stop there as we had another rewind taking us a few days before we had the first rewind then things are finally allowed to play out starting Friday morning. You two still following?"

"Okay I think so. Just in case, could you run that by me again?" Diana remarked as Marcus grinned. Lucius just rolled his eyes as he put his phone back into his pocket.

"I have a diagram to dumb it down to you ordinary folk. How about that?" Lucius replied. "The big highlight in all of this is the Prescott and Jefferson scandal as it was the biggest difference between the two timelines."

"Out of curiosity, how did you know Prescott's kid was suspended from school?" Diana asked. "Schools don't exactly leave that kind of news out there for everyone to see."

"Let's say even the people that work for Prescott hate him. I'm not gonna say who because I don't wanna jinx them."

"You believe Prescott or Jefferson is the one responsible for the rewind?" Marcus finally spoke up as he crossed his arms.

"No. I don't think so. I considered it but I'm inclined to think that the person doing the rewind was responsible for bringing Jefferson and Prescott to justice."

"What makes you sure it's not one of the convicts behind it?"

"We have an unstable spoiled kid raised by Greedy McFatBags and a creepy photography teacher who keeps to himself. Not exactly time traveler worthy but it's possible. If it was one of them though, they are the worst time users I've ever seen. They practically have cheat codes for life and still lost."

Marcus and Diana nodded in agreement.

"So what makes you think this time traveler has something to do with foiling someone's sick fetish?" Diana inquired.

"Jefferson has been kidnapping girls and evading capture for nearly a decade. Don't you find it odd that he finally gotten taken down just when all the strange stuff happened?"

"People get sloppy you know. We've all seen firsthand that a lot of people hubris are letting their guard down because they get too cocky. It's just human nature that defeats us all. Maybe Jefferson made a mistake and got himself caught while the time traveler messed up something completely separate from this narrative." Marcus brought up. "I'm just saying."

"If time travel didn't exist, I would be more inclined to accept coincidences. However last I checked, there wasn't a huge tornado forecasted anytime soon and Arcadia Bay isn't known to have random tornados either or really any. Then there's this scandal. Coincidence my ass. I believe the time traveler changed something as they went after Jefferson and Prescott which led to the tornado."

"What makes you so sure the time traveler is definitely involved with this whole scandal?" Marcus uncrossed his arms. "Why would they want to tackle on this mystery?"

"Arcadia Bay is a small town so this mystery is right at their front door steps. Everyone knows one another in a small town like this so the time traveler might be attached to the victims prompting them to want to get involved. Just think, if you had the ability to end something horrible, especially one this close to home, and prevent more tragedies wouldn't you want to do something about it." Lucius said.

"That always seems to be the question time travelers ask themselves. Doesn't mean people should however." Marcus stated.

"It's also just human nature to want to help others." Diana interjected. "It's a good theory but it's just a theory until we find this person of interest."

"Thankfully our search grid has been significantly narrowed down to Arcadia Bay and the last rewind being earlier today. It makes our work so much easier albeit possibly making this a piece of cake for us."

"Let's not be celebrating just yet. We haven't done anything yet besides a location and theories." Marcus reminded.

"I know. I'm just saying we could be far worse off. We could be in the failed state Vietnam is in right now." Lucius held up his iPhone with the new article to surprise his friends. "But...we could be stuck miserably searching the globe for a person that can travel through time. Talk about finding a needle in a haystack. It would have been like finding a needle in a planet of hay."

"Tell me Lucius. How much sleep have you gotten in the last few days." Diana laughed as Lucius continued to ramble on tirelessly.

"Oh yeah, sleep. I forgot to do that. Oops." Lucius shook his head. "I've been running on coffee for the whole week doing all this work and I'm mostly fine. It's not like I was gonna get a good night's sleep anyway."

"Try to get some sleep, will you. You'll live longer." Marcus grinned.

"Sleep is for the weak." Lucius replied. "I can try to take a nap later if I crash. Until then, Lucius Alexander Graham is still at your service."

"Listen to Marcus and get some sleep okay." Diana added. "We don't to worry about you too."

"This Vietnam news presents us with the thing I dread the most about. What the hell did was changed during all the rewinds." Marcus stressed. "What's the world we're living in like? If we have a change this big occurring, what else could be brewing?"

"Good thing we have a countermeasure in place for this sort of situation." Diana held up on her iPhone to remind them. Her short dark hair shined in the dwindling sunlight as she walked through the sunlight and rested on the other side of the bench. "First order of business, we should compare notes that our timeline counterparts left for us about this world. A lot can happen in a five-year jump. We already had a tornado leveling a small town and now this Vietnam crisis. What else is different? Hopefully, the time traveler doesn't perform another time jump and alter the timeline again."

"I think we're safe for now. We only had two five-year time jumps and they were back to the same day and back to the same exact time. Their time tampering probably deterred them from going back too far as we only had jumps within this week." Lucius brushed his shoe against the dirt.

Marcus shook his head unconvinced as he stood in front of his two friends. "I wouldn't be that optimistic. They've only been at it for a week. They could just be taking a break from time traveling for the time being. As for the two trips back to the same day, they could've simply been adjusting what they were up to. A tornado still ravaged the place after all." Marcus spoke.

Lucius shrugged. "I'm just proposing the possibility that some unfortunate innocent sap got stuck with something they don't fully understand." Lucius reached into his pocket as well to get his IPhone again. "After all I've been there."

"Except you could only manipulate time forward and see into the future. If this new time wielder was like you, I wouldn't be so worried. We could have another Dustin on our hands." Marcus stated somberly causing them all to quiet down.

"We should hurry up and compare notes." Diana suggested ending the uneasy silence. They all opened up their notes and began their conference.

"At least it's already a good sign if our phones still exist. At least we know Apple is still around." Lucius remarked hoping to brighten things up a bit.

"I guess but there's a lot of variables that could have been altered." Marcus rubbed his hands. "So I wouldn't be letting my guard down."

"For all we know, it could just be lottery tickets. That's what I would have done if I could go back in time." Lucius offered.

Marcus and Diana grinned.

"Unfortunately, I doubt any of us bothered to keep track of lottery winners." Diana stated.

"Why would we? We already have money thanks to Marcus. We're already maintaining an autobiography to record our lives in each timeline. There's only so much we can record in notepad." Lucius said.

"From now on, we should record lottery winners too just in case it becomes relevant for us."

"Great more tedious work." Lucius yawned. "Might as well record Jeopardy, Wheel of Fortune, or anything gambling related winners."

"I'm just saying we should. I know it sucks and we need to cover as many bases as possible." Diana reasoned. "It might just pay off in the long run."

"Too bad we don't live in a reality where we have a robot companion to travel back in time with us. Even if it was a killer robot sent from the future, it could at least record everything for us."

"Spartan Defense Corporation has been commissioned to be the peacekeeping military force in Vietnam." Marcus spoke aloud as he skimmed his notes getting their attention. "At least we were busy doing something. I would hate to land in a timeline where I drove my family business into the ground."

"Apparently this whole Southeastern Asian conflict broke out on May 7, 2010 after a smallpox epidemic broke out there." Lucius added as he skimmed his notes. "The whole gov't collapsed after they couldn't control the outbreak and many gov't leaders got assassinated during the disorder. Crazy shit right there. On a lighter note, the conservationist party won the 2008 presidential election and thanks to them the economy isn't so fucked up."

"Boys. We should stay focused on clearing our lives before we start discussing the state of the world."

"Alright." Both men replied.

"Lets try to keep this brief. A summary should suffice. I already know you guys and you know me. No need to bore each other on our life stories." Lucius stated.

Marcus and Diana nodded as they looked at their notepad entries.

"I'll start it." Marcus stated as he took a deep breath and exhaled. He started scrolling down his entries. "According to what my former timeline counterpart jotted down, my life is for better or worse, the same as usual. My upbringing is difficult to say the least. I left home when I was eighteen to escape my father's shadow and the family business of overseeing a private military empire. I enlisted into the army, joined Delta force later on, and got recruited by the CIA. I got pulled back home after my dad passed away where I ironically took over the family business I tried to get away from." Marcus paused. "I've run the Spartan Defense Corporation for the last several years without incident just like we left it before we ended up here. The biggest difference is our involvement with Vietnam. Spartan Defense Corporation has been functioning as a peacekeeping force alongside the UN since Vietnam descended into chaos. The only negative buzz from this Vietnam thing is that there are conspiracy theorists accusing us of facilitating the whole outbreak because we protected the Republican Army of Vietnam (RAVEN) but let the communist party get desiccated to obscurity. So apparently we created civil unrest just to oust the previous government and secure the rule of a new one. People those days are just as crazy as we left them. That's for sure. We're also good friends with the conservationist party."

"We're just on top of the world thanks to this rewinder. It sucks a country had to be ravaged and a small town had to be leveled for us to come out on top of it all." Diana remarked.

"I say the communists had it coming." Lucius muttered under his breath.

"Well aren't you Mr. Empathy." Diana said.

"I feel bad for the civilians caught in the chaos of course but it's about time the North Vietnamese get their just deserts for being assholes. Could you blame me for being a little happy even if it's sort of twisted."

"It is sort of twisted but I would be lying to say I wouldn't be happy to see the Communist Chinese gov't collapse as well." Diana admitted.

Marcus continued to scroll down his notes then he looked back up at his two associates. "Okay, I done." Marcus concluded. "Who wants to go next?"

"I'll go." Diana volunteered as she scrolled through her notes on her phone. "According to other me, I'm a rebellious daughter that ran away from an overbearing typical Asian family to join the army because the whole doctor career wasn't for me. No shock there. I joined the Rangers and served several tours before my recruitment by the CIA not long after. I eventually got placed under Marcus then we meet Lucius and Dustin and our lives are changed forever after that. After our discharge, we're all hired by Marcus to run his family's private military corporation. Then we're here."

"So far so good. Lucius." Marcus beckoned to his friend.

Lucius cracked his neck. "My turn to add to our tales of woe. Well it all starts when my dad was killed. Tragic backstory. Tragic backstory. I end up joining the ranks of the Oregon City police department to search for my dad's killers. This leads to me being partnered up and reunited with my best friend Dustin who I hadn't seen since elementary school. We learn that we both had time abilities so we play timecop for a while with our various cases."

"It's more like cheating with powers if you ask me." Diana commented quietly as Marcus agreed with her.

"Well you get the rest. We get recruited into the CIA by you two from our impeccable reputation for finding people and being nosy. We send a few years playing spies before it all went wrong when Dustin and I started tampering with time too much. I could go on but we know the story already. After the whole ordeal, I'm discharged along with you two and we start our careers in Spartan Defense Corporation. I dabble with being a private detective for a bit then we're here".

"Good. We got that out of the way." Marcus stated.

"All the boring stuff at least. We still have the second Vietnam conflict and reign of the Conservationist party that's come to our attention." Lucius reminded them.

"We're gonna need to do some digging on these politicians. I don't know where they came from but anytime a third party is able to just win a presidential election, it deserves our suspicion." Marcus interjected. "Spartan Defense might be in good favor with them but that doesn't clear them at all."

"You think the time traveler is connected to the sudden change in the political landscape?" Diana asked. "Or Vietnam?"

"Last I checked no politicians gave a shit about Arcadia Bay. We have corrupt businessmen though." Lucius offered. "I doubt any politicians would fall for Sean Prescott's sliminess. As for Vietnam, I know they have all the time in the world but solving a crime and driving a country into the ground? I highly doubt it but anything could have happened in five years."

"Now that we're back on the topic of the time traveler, we need to discuss how we're going to deal with this problem." Marcus stated.

"I can find the time traveler." Lucius declared. "I did most of the work already by narrowing down the location and determining a general direction to look."

"Once we find the time traveler, what are we gonna do about them?" Marcus asked quizzingly.

Lucius shrugged. "Give them a stern talking to and tips on how not to start another tornado. I don't know. Why? Did you have something in mind?"

"Let's say this time traveler turns out to be dangerous. What do we do then?"

Lucius glanced at Diana who returned his apprehension.

"I'm going to propose a course of action here and you may not like it." Marcus's facial expressions turned serious. "It is imperative that we find this time traveler at all cost and stop them from doing anymore damage. It was a tornado today but next time, it may be being said, I propose we lock up the townspeople immediately to stop the time user from escaping."

Lucius and Diana were shocked at his brash plan.

"Don't you think that's a bit too extreme?" Lucius said. "You're gonna stake our good standings just to take capture one possible dangerous person? I know the tornado and Vietnam isn't exactly helping their case but let's not be too rash here."

"Lucius is right. We shouldn't be making drastic measures just yet." Diana added.

"So we're gonna leave plenty of escapes for this time traveler just because we're good people assuming they're good people too. No." Marcus spat. "We can't just do nothing besides just letting Lucius track them down."

"This isn't my first manhunt." Lucius stated. "Its also not the first time I went up against a rogue time wielder."

"We can't keep all the people in the camp forever. Sooner or later, we'll have to let the people roam free and the rewinder will slip through our fingers and be wreak havoc again."

"What if this person isn't even here or they're dead. All this supposed "good" intentions would be a waste then."

"Then we can be sure we didn't let them escape from our clasp. I can live with some controversy as long as we stopped this threat."

"You're not even considering that this rewinder could be innocent and a victim of their newfound powers." Diana brought up.

"I'm aware they could be a good person but for how long?" Marcus dropped. "Last person that had time powers, they lost their minds with it."

"I turned out fine. Sort of." Lucius said.

"You weren't the one that could change the past and alter the present and kind of power drove Dustin insane. What do you think will happen with this new rewinder?"

"They're not Dustin. Not yet." Diana stated.

Marcus signed. "Not yet but they will be."

"I'm not ready to give up on this rewinder yet. Diana isn't either. We're not gonna do anything drastic just yet."

"If I sound like monster going too far, it's because I don't want a repeat of what happened. We're just lucky that you stopped Dustin when you did." Marcus calmed down. "Fine, we'll take it slow. I just hope you two are right about this rewinder."

"Everyone deserves a second chance. We all make mistakes." Lucius said. "Let's go back to camp. It's starting to feel like a horror movie here."

The sun finally set in the horizon basking the cliff and Arcadia Bay into darkness.

"Finally! Chow time! I'm starving." Chloe proclaimed as she literally dragged Max to the dinner line.

"Sheesh Chloe, I didn't know you were so hungry." Max laughed as she tried to keep up. Her sneakers were going to get really worn out if she let Chloe keep dragging her.

"All I had yesterday was some bacon that my mom served me so can you blame me for dying of starvation?" Chloe stated as they passed between several tents.

"Point taken. I just hope the food is good then."

"It's a private military corporation. I'm sure they can afford quality food. It's not like they put all their money to making weapons right?"

They reached the dining area which was indicated by the droves of hungry residents lining up to get food. The girls wandered toward the end of one of the lines.

"Dang it. I hate being stuck at the end of long lines. Hella waste of time." Chloe stated bitterly.

"Just be glad there a bunch of smaller lines instead of one super bummer line. We'll get food within 15 minutes rather than a hour or two."

Max spotted Victoria walking away from the mess tents holding two trays of food. Victoria looked tired and anxious. Part of her wanted to leave Victoria to suffer a bit but that's not who Max was.

"Hey Chloe, you mind getting food for the both of us, I want to check up on Victoria."

"I thought you two didn't like each other. You know what, never mind, I don't need to know what happened while you were messing with time. You sure you can trust me with the food. I did say I was starving. There might not be a plate for you if you take too long."

"Wowzers, you're like a black hole. Your nature is to destroy things and you're bottomless pit for food." Max grinned.

"Haha. Funny. Only a few pieces of bacon from yesterday remember. I'm withering away here. Soon I'll just be bones." Chloe exclaimed.

"I won't be long. Promise." Max said as she left the line.

Max started walking towards the direction Victoria headed in. As she passed through the crowd of people shattered about the area, she spotted Victoria through the opening in the crowd. Max carefully traversed the distance and closed up behind on Victoria who had stopped at a picnic table to adjust her trays of food.

"Hey Victoria, how are you doing?" Max started. They didn't resolve their differences in this timeline.

Victoria turned to look at Max and surprisingly wasn't hostile. In fact, she seemed preoccupied. "Hey Max. I'm glad to see that you and your friend got out of the storm alright."

"Yeah, we just took shelter at the lighthouse." Max signed in relief that Victoria wasn't acting like the typical stuck up Victoria she knew.

"That old place. Huh, that's strange. I mean it's great for you and your friend but I'm surprised it was untouched."

"I'm surprised too. If it wasn't we wouldn't be talking right now." Max continued. "So Victoria, are you okay? You seem really worried."

Victoria paused then she signed. "I know we are not exactly friends."

"But we could be." Max interjected.

Victoria nodded somberly. "We could. I want you to know that I've never hated you. In fact I was a little envious of you."

Max was still a little surprised that Victoria admitted her feelings despite hearing it in a different timeline already. Max decided to play along.

"You envious of me? You're rich and popular, why would you be envious of me?

"I guess because you never seem to care about what others think but yet you are talented away." Victoria admitted. "My parents are famous art collectors and I just want to make something of myself so I don't let them down but at the same time be happy with my future. I don't know why I'm telling this. Maybe I am losing my mind after this crazy week."

"You are so talented Victoria. I love your photography and i don't think you'll have a problem getting a successful career. However, you don't have to be mean to others to make yourself feel better. Having friends to bask your achievements with is far better than putting down others to make yourself feel better."

"Wow. Thanks Max for the compliment. I love your photography as well. You just need to get your work out there more which I could help you with if you want."

"I would like that. So Victoria, can we bury the past bad blood between us?" Max asked.

"After narrowly surviving a tornado, yes. I can do that easily." Victoria smiled at her.

"So are you okay Victoria?" Max brought up the question again.

Victoria signed. " Would you mind keeping a secret? I know it's out of nowhere but I need someone to talk to."

"Sure anything Victoria." Max replied. It's not everyday that Victoria confines in you and Max just got on good terms with her former rival.

"Its Nathan." Victoria started as Max quietly gasped. "He thinks he's in trouble and he's hiding out in one of the tents right now."

"That sounds intense." Max pretended to be surprised. "Any reason he thinks that?"

"I don't know. I just heard parts of it. I heard Mark...Mr. Jefferson and something about being involved. He really thinks he's in trouble and I'm not sure how to help him. I know i should be wary of him if he is tied to Mr. Jefferson but he's still my friend and I can't just leave him when he needs me."

"At least you're there for him. That's what matters." Max tried to cheer her up.

"Yeah. Better than his dad is right now." Victoria spat.

"Wait his dad is here?" Max exclaimed. It was plainly obvious from all the papers she went through as she went through Nathan's stuff that Sean Prescott was a horrible person.

"Yeah and he's not helping Nathan at all. Nathan might have his problems but his dad is no help at all. In fact, he might be one of the reasons Nathan needs help." Victoria started to get a little riled up. "Sorry. I should get going, Nathan is probably still being tortured by his dad."

"See you around Victoria." Max held up her left hand as she said goodbye.

"Yeah. I'll see you around, Max." Victoria replied.

Max started to turn around and head back to Chloe but she spotted Mrs. Grant at one of the tables accompanied by Brooke, Alyssa, and Stella. No Warren surprisingly. They were having a friendly lively chat.

"Hey Mrs. Grant." Max spoke up as she approached her chemistry teacher at the table. She nodded to her other friends who smiled. "Guys."

"Max, how's one of my favorite students?" Her teacher beamed at her.

"I honestly could be doing better without a tornado nearly speaking doom upon us but I'm okay, Mrs. Grant." Max smiled back.

"I'm glad to see that you got out in one piece from the storm."

"I'm glad you and everyone else from Blackwell got out okay."

"It's thanks to the Spartan Defense Corporation. I never really cared much for those sort of people but they got my respect for showing up miraculously to save us all."

"I'm overjoyed they came too. So, do you have any idea on how to explain the tornado?"

"Not at all. Science isn't going to explain this any better than it did explaining the Bermuda triangle. It'll be marked down as another one of those phenomenons we can't explain."

"I figured. No one seems to know how to explain it."

"We don't always have answers for everything. That's just the reality of life. Some things are beyond our comprehension. We can only explain so much and just have to accept everything else." Mrs. Grant assured her.

"I doubt anyone can explain the snowfall and crazy animal too." Brooke chimed in. "The tornado is another mystery amongst all of this."

"Do you think it's Tobanga?" Alyssa decided to bring up. "Perhaps some supernatural caused all this weird stuff."

"Not that's crazy talk, Alyssa. I highly doubt that the totem had anything at all to do with the strange occurrences." Stella joined in.

"I don't know Stella, like Mrs. Grant said, some things are beyond our comprehension. We can't even be sure if it wasn't Tobanga." Max defended Alyssa's response.

"Does it really matter what we think caused all this strange stuff? I'm just it's over and we're alive and well." Brooke stated. "I frankly just want to forget about the tornado and snow for awhile and just focus on how we are going to recover from this."

"I hear ya. Brooke. I'm tired from thinking about this too. We should just move on from it." Max agreed.

Max decided she should head back to find Chloe so she quickly excused herself from her teacher and classmates.

She spotted Chloe as soon as she went back toward the horde of people. She finally reached almost the beginning of the line and was about to grab some food.

"I was starting to wonder if you would ever come back. Grab us a table, I'll be right with you soon.

Max went back toward the dining area and picked out an empty table. She took a seat and looked around the dining area that was swarmed with people. It's still so surreal to see the everyone from town alive and well after the tornado tore through the place. I have no words to explain how happy I am everything turned out the way it did. Almost makes me feel less guilty. Almost.

Here you go Max." Chloe interrupted her thoughts as she handed her friend a plate of food and took a seat across from her. Max took the plate of food as she stretched in her seat.

"Thanks Chloe." Max said as she sat up in her bench. Max looked down at the food and noticed it was Mac and Cheese with some chicken and mashed potatoes. It wasn't a fancy meal but it was mouth watering since her last meal was ages ago. Max started to eat as she looked over at Chloe who munching down on the food. After all the crazy stuff this week, Max was glad to still have her best friend at her side.

"What's wrong Max? You seemed really quiet and withdrawn just before I got back." Chloe asked with concern for her best friend.

"I'm just tired from all the shit today." Max started. "You have no idea what kind of mental stress I have from using my rewind ability to my limit to save you."

"I'm not even going to pretend how hard it was for you, Max..." Chloe began as she hesitated to continue talking. "... thank you again for saving my life...again. I know I've put you in another impossible situation..." Chloe was referring to the other timeline. "...but I'm grateful you used your powers again to save my sorry ass even when I didn't deserve it."

"Of course Chloe. You're my best friend. There's nothing I wouldn't do for you." Max replied with sincerity in her voice.

"Aww. That deserves a groping hug." Chloe stated as she put her tray down onto the table, stood up, and opened her arms for Max to hug her. Max eagerly accepted as she put her tray down and got up. The two girls hugged. They held each other in a warm and heartfelt embrace as they poured all their years of friendship and love into it.

"I'll always be with you Max." Chloe stated as she continued to hold her sister in time.

"I know, Chloe." Max replied. "I'll never leave your side again."

They continued to hug for a little longer until Chloe looked up from Max's shoulder and noticed Warren wandering into their area as he noticed them. Chloe grinned when she noticed his geek evolution of apes to human shirt for the first time today.

"Not that I don't mean a hug or all this warm and fuzzy talk but I see Mr. Apes again." Chloe brought up. Max broke away to look over to Warren as he walked up to the girls. He looked restless.

"Hey gals." Warren smiled like everything was normal and he sat down as Max scooted over to make room for him.

"Warren did you find your parents?" Max asked worried when she didn't see them with him.

"Oh yeah. No worries Super Max. I found them awhile ago. My mom wouldn't let me leave her sight. You know typical mom stuff when they're worried about you. It took me awhile to convince her to let me go." Max smiled as she started to see the familiar Warren loved being around. Chloe smiled also at the news.

"Dude who was that guy who spooked you?" Chloe inquired. Again, getting to the point.

Max could see Warren's facial expression take a slight dip as his happy goofy smile went away.

"What's wrong Warren?" Max asked as she grasped his arm. "Come on you can tell me."

Warren signed as he looked into Max's blue eyes that were shining with worry. "I'm sorry, I thought I saw someone I knew long ago. I just needed to clear my head for a bit and find my parents."

Max could sense there was more to the story. "Warren. Is that all? You know you can always trust me." Max assured him. Before Warren can open his mouth to speak anymore, Zachary burst into the dining area.

"Holy shit! Dudes! David Madsen is going to arrest Nathan." Zack exclaimed as he ran into their area. There was a brief pause as everyone took in the news then everyone left their meals and went to go see the commotion. Chloe, Max, and Warren of course got up to see what was happening. They followed their townspeople to where all the drama was going down.

Max, Chloe, and Warren carefully circumvented through the crowd of people until they had a clear view of the scene before them. In front of them was David, Officer Berry, and a few other Arcadia Bay police officers on one side of the circular clearing with a hawk faced man with black rimmed glasses and clad in an expensive brown suit with four of his henchmen clad in black suits behind him on the other side. Max recognized the cruel looking man as none other than Sean Prescott. Seeing Sean Prescott in person proved Max's assumption that he was raging asshole. She almost felt bad for Nathan for living in the same house as him.

"See what you've done, Prescott, you created a scene." David scorned him. "We could have done this quietly but you fucked that up just like you've done to the town."

Officer Berry ushered for David to stop badgering Sean Prescott. "It's not too late to settle this peacefully. We just want to take Nathan in for some questioning."

"Like I said earlier, get an attorney if you want to bring my son in. You have no proof that my son is involved in all of this." Sean Prescott spat out.

"Mark Jefferson was kidnapping schoolgirls and holding them in one of your bunkers and he admitted that Nathan was his protege during all of it. Explain that." David replied.

"A criminal would say anything to save themselves. My son was one of his classmates. I may have let Jefferson use one of my bunkers but I didn't know what he was really doing until it was too late. I was duped like Blackwell academy and many other establishments that have hired Mark Jefferson in the past. I had no idea what he was really up to and now you all are trying to use this incident to take me down." Sean shook his head. "After all I've done for this town, you are grasping at straws to find anything to use against me."

Warren shook his head as he heard Sean Prescott try to play innocent. "I guess the apple really didn't fall from the tree after all." Max and Chloe nodded in agreement.

"That asshole is trying to play innocent and get away from all of this." Chloe sneered.

"He better not weasel his way out of this. David and Officer Berry have to take him down once and for all." Max chimed in.

Max spotted Nathan cowering a few feet behind his father and goons. Victoria was standing next to Nathan trying to comfort him as his own father was acting so slimey to slither out of this scandal. Max felt a little bad for him because it was really Sean Prescott that probably caused Nathan to be the way he was.

"We still have to take Nathan in. We have evidence that he's involved with Jefferson." Officer Berry spoke calmly.

"Your only evidence against my son comes from the words of master manipulator that lied his way past many other people." Sean shook his head. "You're just warping evidence to try to incriminate my son and me."

As the officers and Prescott continued to bicker, Max noticed two suited men and a woman escorted by a group of Spartan private military soldiers as they wandered to the edge of the scene. Thanks to Tobias, she now knew that man that had made Warren uneasy was Lucius. She noticed Warren glance at Lucius and he looked down. Max wasn't sure why this man was making him uneasy but she wanted to be there for Warren so she reached down and slid her hand into his. She felt his hand twitch at first but he grasped her hand and turned to grin at her. Chloe nudged Max and gestured to the man they saw.

Max saw the African American man say something to the other man with the Asian women adding something to the conversation. Then Lucius said something back and he started walking towards the standoff between Sean Prescott and the police.

"Now excuse us, you're creating a scene." Sean talked down to the cops. "I'm disappointed in you Berry Anderson and you too David Madsen in coming up with some story to try to undermine my good will and contributions to Arcadia Bay."

"Haha. Prescotts contributing to society. Isn't that an oxymoron. That what you call your business nowadays, goodwill?" Lucius spoke up getting the cops and Prescott's attention.

"Excuse me. I don't think this concerns you." Sean Prescott responded at the newcomer.

"On the contraire. Any domestic disturbances on Spartan Defense grounds concerns me." Lucius stared down the man.

Sean Prescott stared back at the man as they quietly had a staredown. Max could feel the tension in the air as she had a feeling these two men knew each other and hated one another.

Sean Prescott raised his hand to his chin. "I know you don't I? I can't quite place a name but I feel like I've seen you before."

"You've ruined so many other people's lives over the years that I wouldn't be surprised that you've forgotten."

"Ah. Now I remember. Its like looking at a ghost now. Thomas Graham's eldest son, Lucius Graham." Sean Prescott remarked as he figured out who the newcomer was.

"I would say I'm flattered that you figured out who I am but faltering is the farthest feeling from how I feel." Lucius returned.

"First Andersen and Madsen and now a Graham has returned to point fingers. First father and now son." Sean Prescott cocked his head. "You still blame me for your father's death. From what I've heard, he was investigating me just before he was murdered so you think I had something to do with it right? You fit right in with the conspiracy theorists here." He gestured to the cops.

"You sound like a politician. Denying all your wrongdoings and placing blame on others to escape punishment. You probably thought you could weasel your way out of this too. Fortunately, I came prepared for this. You claim there's no proof that your so called perfect son could be involved with Mark Jefferson's business, I beg to differ." Lucius withdrew his Iphone from his left pants pocket.

Sean Prescott grinned as he was curious to see what Lucius could possibly bring up.

Lucius glanced up at Sean Prescott. "So you ready to bleed a little? Dr. Jacoby, Nathan's psychiatrist, quotes "Dear Mr. Prescott, as Nathan's primary psychiatrist for over five years, I feel that I should stop seeing your son as you have disregarded my rather dire and immediate suggestions for his - and others'- well-being."

Max gasped as she looked at everyone else's shocked expression at the drama playing out before them. They were already shocked to hear the reveal that Lucius's last name was Graham and that his father was dead. Are Warren and Lucius related? Now Lucius had his hands on Nathan's doctor note. Who is this guy?

Lucius paused after reading the letter. "Should I continue?"

Sean Prescott's calm demeanor vanished in an instant. "How did you get your hands on that?"

"Magician never reveals their secrets right? Don't be so shocked, you know who I am and what I'm capable of. I bet you weren't expecting actual evidence to appear in front of you. You're probably used to sweeping everything under the rug and getting away with everything."

Sean's voice started to falter. "That letter doesn't mean anything."

"You sure. It seems really incriminating to me. It came from a well respected doctor too. I don't imagine a doctor would risk their career by falsifying documents. Student loans don't pay themselves you know." Lucius remarked as he looked back at his phone. "You know well the extent of Nathan's challenges but I feel that you refuse to acknowledge the role you play in his mental health."

"Stop." Sean said as he wiped his brow. Lucius ignored him as he savored making Prescott squirm.

"If I do not have your support, I cannot treat Nathan, it is as simple as that. I fear he is becoming even more disconnected from reality, even if he acts in a personable manner." Lucius continued.

"I said stop." Sean Prescott shouted as he lost his cool.

"If i didn't know better, these could be interpreted as signs of a psychopath or schizophrenic. Either way, it doesn't look good. So there's no chance that Nathan could be associated with another psychopath like Jefferson huh. Dr. Jacoby also diagnosed Nathan with bipolar disorder. It's not exactly clearing him from being a possible psychopath."

"Who do you think you are?" Sean Prescott got agitated. "You think you can waltz here and do whatever you want."

Lucius shrugged. "It worked for you didn't it. Doing whatever you want without consequences. The difference is, I didn't need to ruin other people's lives to be happy."

"Wow, this beats cable." Chloe commented as Max nodded.

"So Officer Barry, there's your evidence. I believe you wanted to take Nathan in. Go ahead and do so." Lucius gestured to the officers.

"Back off. If you want my son, see my attorney." Sean Prescott snarled.

"Wow. Don't go Bill Clinton on us by denying the evidence in front of you." Lucius shook his head. "You Prescotts never learn."

"You haven't proved anything. All you've done is show that you're a nosy kid living in his father's shadow."

"And you're not Prescunt."

"Enough dad." Nathan spoke up finally as he stopped his dad. "I'll turn myself over."

Max looked over to her friends as they along with their classmates were shocked at Nathan being cooperative. Nathan looked over to Victoria who nodded in approval.

"No you don't have to go anywhere, Nathan." Sean calmed down. "These people can't do shit to you."

"It's my fault that I'm in this mess. I should just take it and be done with it." Nathan spoke up to his father as he proceeded to walk over to the cops.

Sean Prescott reached out and grabbed Nathan's arm before he could go. "Nathan. You're not going anywhere. I'm your father and I'm telling you to stay here with me. Got it."

"Dad. I need to accept the consequences of my choices. Isn't that what you would want? Me accepting responsibility for my actions."

Max noticed that Lucius had stepped closer to the two Prescotts. Then her attention went back to the two Prescotts.

"I said you're not going Nathan." Sean refused to relent.

"But dad. I do need help." Nathan said as he looked over to Victoria sorrowly. "I was responsible…"

CRACK. A loud slap echoed throughout the area as Max and many other people gasped when Sean Prescott slapped Nathan across the right cheek with his left hand.

"Shut up Nathan. I have worked too hard to bring you up for you to ruin your own life." Sean Prescott snarled.

As Sean Prescott raised his hand to silence Nathan's whimpering, Lucius grabbed his Sean's wrist. "That's enough asshole."

Sean Prescott signaled to his bodyguards to remain back after they started to close in. Lucius released Sean's arm.

"I thought you didn't care for my son. You're trying to take him down after all." Sean commented.

"While I'm not a fan of this younger generation at all, it doesn't justify abusing them." Lucius replied.

"Always the boy scouts, you Grahams. An extinct way of thinking. That's unfortunately a lesson your father learned too late."

"And being an asshole is timeless with you as the role model." Lucius replied.

The two men stared each other down as the bad blood between the families clashed again.

"You're not going to turn over your son, are you?" Lucius asked.

"Over my dead body." Sean Prescott spat.

"Tempting proposition but you're wasting everyone's' time. Cops come get Nathan." Lucius spoke up.

"Hey. I told you people to back off." Sean pushed Lucius back with his right hand.

Lucius ignored him as he grasped the man's wrist then promptly twisted Sean's wrist as said man yelped in pain and bent his knees to move his body down to alleviate the pain. Then Lucius head-butted the man who tumbled to the ground unconscious seconds later.

Prescott's goons responded shortly after. One thug on Lucius's left tried to punch him with a right hook but Lucius promptly blocked it by raising his arm up to stop the blow. Then Lucius responded by punching the offender in the face. As the man stumbled backwards clutching his face, another attacker from his right tried to hit him. Lucius quickly grabbed the stunned attacker from before by his collar and hurled him into two of his opponents knocking them all to the ground.

The last standing attacker withdrew a collapsible baton with his right hand and tried to strike Lucius. Lucius ducked down as baton barely missed his head then Lucius punched the man in the groin. The man could only grunt in pain as he slowly fell to his knees. Lucius rose back up under the man's right arm and used one hand to grasp the man's wrist and another onto his shoulder. Then he pulled the goon's arm backward and straight up in the air as a loud crackling noise was made. Lucius dislocated the goon's arm.

By then, the remaining three goons had stood back up. Pushing the goon he beat to the side, Lucius approached his opponents. The first thug tried to rush him with a baton. Lucius stepped back to dodge his blows then he ducked from the last blow and grasped the man's neck tightly with his right hand as he used his right leg to sweep the thugs feet from under him as Lucius heaved him down to the ground and punched him once leaving him clenching his broken nose as Lucius stood up, adjusted his collar and sleeves, and walked over to fight some more.

The last two rushed Lucius together. The first attacker used a baton in their right hand and tried to hit Lucius below his chest. Lucius caught the blow and trapped it under his left arm and armpit, then headbutted the man as he swung him to the right to stun the remaining attacker. Then Lucius let go of the man he headbutted then kicked the man in the stomach causing the goon to crash backwards into the man behind him.

As the men separated and tried to stand up, Lucius spun his body and back hook kicked the man on the left with his right leg knocking the man to the ground unconscious.

Facing the last attacker, Lucius easily blocked the man's left punch and punched the man in the face. As the thug was stunned and tried to punch with his right hand, Lucius blocked it too and swiftly punched the thug in the neck causing the offender to collapse to the ground gasping for air.

The previous thug that Lucius broke the nose of, tried to make one last ditch effort to hit Lucius but Diana stepped in and chucked one of the discarded batons onto the back of the man's head. Then as he stumbled forward towards, Lucius turned to elbow him and man fell backward onto the ground with a thud.

Lucius gave a small nod to Diana as he walked over to the still gasping henchmen.

"I think you made your point Lucius." Marcus commented.

"Almost done here." Lucius replied. "Here's something for the pain." He said to the goon as he uppercutted the man out cold. "Now I'm done."

Lucius proceeded to walk to the congregate of soldiers as he adjusted his attire.

"Cleanup on aisle one. Someone dumped a lot of trash on the camp grounds. Make sure the janitor gets to work cleaning up the garbage here." Lucius remarked as he walked away from the carnage. "So uncivilized. You should have just tasered the bastard and be done with it."

It was so quiet that a pin could be heard if someone dropped one All the Arcadia Bay residents were speechless from shock or from pure joy at the events that transpired in front of them. They watched as Lucius walked away from the scene then at the Arcadia Bay police officers as they picked up the men that Lucius destroyed.

David put his hand on Nathan's shoulder as he escorted Nathan away with the rest of the officers. Nathan took one look at his unconscious father being heaved up by the guards before looking at everyone around them before residing himself to his fate. Victoria looked down with sorrow as she quietly accepted her friend being taken away.

Chloe was all smiles at what transpired. "Holy shit. That was hella amazing. I don't know who that dude was but he's already cool in my book."

Once, Max and Warren got over their shock, they nodded at Chloe with agreement. "I can't believe he stood up to Sean Prescott like that then just headbutted him and beat the shit out of his bodyguards." Max said.

"He's already got my curiosity. Anyone that can step up to the Prescunts is alright in my book. Just like you Warren." Chloe remarked.

"Ahh. Thanks Chloe. I think." Warren remarked as the three friends walked away together.

Max clutched her head as a sudden headache overtook her. She heard Warren and Chloe stop and come to her aid. She closed her eyes, as the headache seemed to get worse then it suddenly subsided.

As the pain finally subsided, Max's eyes fluttered open. She gasped in horror as she realized that she wasn't at the refuge camp anymore. She glanced around her surroundings and realized that she was standing the middle of the street in a dark outed city. Nightfall had descended. The only light source were the burning flames from barrels and shattered makeshift torches being held by some of the people on the street.

Her senses slowly returned to her, as her hearing kicked in. She winced when she heard gunshots in the air followed by overwhelming screams from a crowd of people as they fled down the street towards her. Max took a step back as the crowd of people rushed her way trampling over each other as they fled. Max didn't hesitate and started to run as well. Max reached into her pocket and got out her phone. She pressed her home button but her phone wouldn't light up. She tried holding down the lock button to turn it on but still got no results.

"Max! Max!" She heard. Max scanned the street for the source of the voices. "Max!" She did a quick turn and saw Chloe and Warren waving their arms to her to come their way. Max questioned what they were doing in her nightmare but she was more glad to see familiar faces.

Before she can open her mouth to speak, more crackling of gunfire caused her to snap her head back in the direction that the mob of people were fleeing from. She felt someone grasp her hand, lead her to turn the corner of the street, and pull her into the alley.

Max glanced back towards the direction of the gunfire and gasped when she saw a group of skull masked soldiers clad in military fatigues with weapons marching down the street. Who are they?

"Shit I thought we ditched those clowns!" Chloe remarked causing Max to turn to her friend.

"They're gonna tear apart the city looking for us." Warren added. "They're not going to stop."

Max gasped when she felt a cold metal object poke her in the back of the head. Her friends heard her and turned around to see none other than Mark Jefferson himself with a pistol pointed at Max.

Jefferson held his left pointer finger to his lips to signal them to be quiet. Then he gestured with his pistol for them to start walking down the alley away from the street.

When Jefferson thought they were far enough out of sight, he started talking.

"Well, Max. Fancy meeting you and your friends in the midst of this mess."

"You're supposed to be locked up in prison. How the hell are you here?" Chloe glared at him.

"Let's say some chaos goes a long way in allowing one's escape. You three seem to be very popular tonight. Imagine my surprise when I heard that these mercenaries were after you too. Why is that?" Jefferson trained his sights on Max.

"What do you want with us. Mr. Jefferson?" Max's voice trembled.

"Isn't it obvious? David Madsen and the cops figured out what I was doing. Who do you think lead them to me?"

"We didn't have anything to do with that." Max lied.

"Yeah, asshole, we didn't have anything to do with that." Chloe raised her voice at him.

Jefferson aimed his gun at Chloe, quickly silencing her as she backed down in fear.

"We know that's bullshit. I seem to recall two girls breaking into Nathan's room. Then a certain someone intervened and helped them escape." Jefferson glanced over at Warren who looked uneasy at the two girls. "Lets not forget the security cam catching you two girls snooping around in a particular bunker as they were searching for Rachel Amber." Jefferson aimed his pistol back on Max. "Then suddenly, later that night, I was taken in by police. Who else would have lead them my way? So don't play innocent with me." He raised his voice.

"Okay. Okay. We were snooping around in the bunker." Max admitted hoping to calm him down.

"See, was that so hard to tell the truth?" Jefferson eased off on aiming the gun. "However, what I don't get...is how you girls got as far as you did in the case. I've covered my tracks very well but yet you girls cracked through it all flawlessly. How is that even possible? And don't say luck." Jefferson aimed the pistol intently at Max.

Max was shaking she stared down the barrel of the gun. How did we get to this? When does this happen? Max felt her eyes water as she felt absolute fear.

"Not talking huh. I guess I'll have to shoot one of your friends to get answers." Jefferson aimed the pistol at Chloe.

"No!" Max spoke up. "I'll talk." I have to tell him about my time powers to save Chloe.

"It was me." Warren spoke up. "Max and Chloe told me about what they found and I called Lucius who did some digging. He went after Sean Prescott and found out about the bunker and some of the stuff you were doing. It's me you're want."

Max looked over at Warren surprised that he came to her rescue. Her white knight.

"Thank you, Mr Graham for stepping up to the plate. I admire your honesty to tell me the truth." Jefferson lowered his pistol for a few seconds before he raised it again.

Max could only watch in horror as the next few seconds played out in slow motion as Jefferson raised his gun up again at Warren, pulled the trigger, and a gunshot ripped through Warren's head spraying blood all over the concrete. Max clasped her hands over her mouth as Warren's corpse fell to the ground.

When Max opened her eyes again, she was surprised to see that Warren and Chloe were gone and there wasn't just a crowd of people huddling around the recent spectacle that Sean Prescott was causing.

Max gasped as her senses came back. She was back at the table that she was resting on earlier. What no! Not again. I thought I was done with this.

As on cue, Chloe came up and seated herself in front of Max.

"Here you go Max." Chloe said as she handed her friend a plate of food.

Max took the food but she was shaking like crazy when she processed what happened.

"What's wrong Max? You seemed really quiet and withdrawn just before I got back. Also you look like you've just seen a ghost. I'm not dead if that's what you're wondering thanks to you. Want me to pinch you just to prove it to you?" Chloe said as she noticed her friend's nervous body language. Max placed the plate of food on the table.

"Chloe! I just I just used the rewind again without meaning to..." Max grabbed her friend nearly knocking over her plate of food. "...and I had another horrible vision of the future."

"Wow. Wow. Calm down." Chloe stressed as she sent her food down in a safe place. "What are you talking about now?"

"Chloe, I had another crazy vision where you, me, and Warren were stuck in some city and people were after us. Jefferson captured us and he killed Warren." Max's voice started to falter as the shock threatened to overtake her.

"It's happening again. I saw the future and Warren is gonna die and a city is going to be terrorized." Max exclaimed as she felt like she was losing her mind. Her head was aching again. "What if I messed with my powers so much that I broke the world and time will keep rewinding as bad things keep happening."

"Calm down Max. You might just be imagining it all from all the stress we went through." Chloe tried to assure her.

"No, it happened Chloe. I know it did." Max tried to breath. "You're going to see Warren come up."

Chloe looked over Max's shoulder and spotted Warren coming over right on cue.

"We briefly talk about the dude who spooked Warren for a moment then Zachary comes over yelling about Sean Prescott making a scene with the police."

"Hey guys. What's up?" Warren called out as he came over to chat. He looked over to Max and saw her worried face. "Wow. Max. Are you alright?" Warren became concerned as he went over to his best friend.

Max shook her head as she questioned her sanity. Chloe placed her hand on her shoulder and tried to reassure Max.

"Max. What's going on? Information please." Warren pleaded as he tried to figure out what was happening.

Max decided whether she should tell Warren about her powers. She would have told him from day one but Nathan interfered then she ran into Chloe. When Max finally did tell him, Warren believed her immediately without question.

Before she could start telling Warren, Zachary burst into the scene as Max predicted.

"Holy shit! Dudes! David Madsen is going to arrest Nathan." Zachary shouted.

"Lucius is going confront Sean Prescott and Lucius headbutts Sean out cold as he beats the shit out of his guards." Max added.

Chloe acted intrigued as she heard the news.

Warren was completely shock though when he heard it. "How do you know that name, Max?"

Max looked over at Warren. "Warren, remember what I was going to tell you in the parking lot when I came to give you back your flash drive?" Warren nodded his head. "Well, I telling you about how strange my day was and that…"

"Guys, didn't you hear? David Madsen is going to arrest Nathan Prescott." Juliet exclaimed as she walked by. The three friends had looked over to the girl as she talked and left.

"Warren. It's about that." Max finished as she got up and started to walk with the rest of their classmates to the scene. Warren and Chloe got up and followed her still concerned about their friend.

Max and her friends joined the everyone else as they watched Sean Prescott try to slither his way out of trouble. It went down exactly as Max watched before. Lucius intervenes and starts shooting out evidence to implicate Nathan and tarnish the Prescott's record as Sean Prescott starts to lose his cool. Nathan offered to go peacefully surprising everyone but Max. Sean Prescott slaps Nathan and steps in. Sean lashes out at Lucius who twists Sean's wrist and headbutts him out cold. Then he lays waste to the bodyguards.

Max clutched her head as she started to feel faint. Warren and Chloe were on her immediately and they helped her find a place to rest.

Lucius knew another rewind happened almost immediately. He had given a much needed beatdown to Sean Prescunt and his goons, and was just departing the scene. He only made it a few feet before he was suddenly walking with Marcus and Diana again as they made their way to the commotion on camp. He glanced once at both friends and they all knew what happened but acted normal and tried to recreate everything they did just like before the rewind.

"Cleanup on aisle one. Someone dumped a lot of trash on the camp grounds. Make sure the janitor gets to work cleaning up the garbage here." Lucius said as he walked away. "So uncivilized. You should have just tasered the bastard and be done with it."

Lucius nodded to Marcus and Diana as he left the area.

"Well, that was exciting." Lucius paused as he realized it was Jeanne talking. She was still dressed in her robe attire. "When I said I would be rooting for you when the fireworks started, I wasn't disappointed."

Lucius shook his head as he grinned at seeing his new friend. "Stick around with me and you'll see much more."

"Now you're just teasing me." Jeanne purred. "What are you up to now?"

"Probably let the commotion die down a little and get some rest." Lucius replied. "But I'm going to start getting to work on dethroning Prescott and freeing this town from his clutches."

"Anything I can do to help? People aren't exactly lining up to get their fortunes read."

"Their loss. I'll start forwarding documents to you when I get to my trailer. You should head back now if you want to get started."

"Okee dokey then. Let the fun begin...after the paperwork."

"We have to start somewhere. I call it the rising action." Lucius joked as Jeanne giggled. They departed way as Lucius walked to his trailer.

"Sir, your stuff has been dropped off as you requested." A female soldier with blonde hair stated as Lucius reached the door to his trailer.

"Hey what's up?" Lucius said as he recognized the female soldier from the helicopter ride.

"I aided the relief effort with everyone else."

"No need to call me sir all the time. We're not in the US military. Just call me Lucius. I'm just a normal person like you."

"Yes sir...I mean Lucius."

"Feel more at ease now, talking without these rules and guidelines? I don't think we've been properly introduced."

"I'm Hannah Thompson."

"Like the Thompson submachine gun Glad to finally meet you, Hannah." Lucius extended his hand out to shake her hand. After she shook it, Lucius brought her hand up to his lips as he kissed her hand. She smiled at his action. "Lucius Graham."

"I've heard that you caused quite the commotion in camp."

Lucius grinned. "That's Grahams for ya. Never a dull moment. It was nothing. I just took out the trash if you may. Nothing to worry about."

"A lot of chatter for just taking out the trash."

"It was trash that had been piling up for awhile from town."

"Okay. So what are you up to now?" Hannah leaned against the door frame.

"Misbehaving, I guess." Lucius leaned against the other door frame. "I came home to save this town and its people. I still have a lot of work to do."

"Next to reconnecting to your family of course?"

"Yeah. I just ran into my younger brother earlier today too."

"You say anything to him?"

Lucius shook his head. "He didn't seem in the mood to talk so I gave him some space."

"Well, someone is going to have to make the first move so why don't you?"

Lucius shrugged. "I wouldn't even know what to say anyway."

"Start with apologizing and see where it goes from there."

"I might try that when I work up the courage."

"Really, you're scared to reconnect with your own family. After all the stories surrounding you being some sort of badass, you're afraid of talking with your own family?"

"A lot of people dread seeing their in laws right? I guess I dread being rejected again by own family."

"It never hurts to try right? Better to have tried then to not have tried at all." Hannah drummed her fingers alongside the trailer. "I should be getting back. I have to aid in the search effort in the town tomorrow morning."

"It was nice meeting you Hannah." Lucius stated as she took a few steps away.

"It was a pleasure meeting you too, Lucius." Hannah replied back as she turned to face him one more time before turning away to leave again.

Lucius nodded as he opened the trailer door and went inside.

David Madsen was livid. Before he was scared out of his mind not knowing if Joyce or even Chloe were alive and well after the tornado laid waste to the town. Despite being overjoyed to find his family, it was quickly replaced with anger when he spotted Lucius milling about the townspeople. Then he spotted Marcus and Diana, then the floodgate of emotions opened.

David strolled through camp as he worked his way towards his destination. He soon reached the steps leading up into a trailer. David took a deep breath and exhaled. Then he knocked on the door to the trailer.

There were sounds of footsteps then seconds later the door opened to reveal Lucius Graham who was dressed in just his white dress shirt and black pants.

"David Madsen, I knew my eyes weren't deceiving me. Do I want to ask why you are here?" Lucius asked as he kept the door open just enough for him to peek through the opening.

"I don't know what you and your friends are up to but I'm warning you to stay away from Arcadia Bay." David stated sternly.

"Is that anyway to thank one of the town's saviors?" Lucius remarked as he leaned against the doorframe. "Besides, what is it that you think I'm up to?"

"I don't know and I don't care. I just know it's no good." David crossed his arms.

Lucius shook his head. "Well, aside from saving Arcadia Bay, I just want the same thing you want, Sean Prescott locked up."

"If only that were true but I know better. I know the kind of man you are."

"I'm curious, what kind of man do you think I am?" Lucius inquired.

"A liar and a murderer." David stated coldly.

"I worked with the CIA, David. I didn't survive by being honest and a pacifist. Unless of course, you believe I was already those things before the job. In that case, where's your proof for these serious accusations?"

"Dubai." David dropped.

Lucius's grin faded. "Still convinced some conspiracy happened there, are you? You read the report, you know what happened."

"Those reports are bullshit. A cover up for what really happened."David stated.

"As much as I would like to discuss conspiracy theories with you. Not. I have more pressing matters to attend to." Lucius shook his head.

"Hey this is not over. I will expose you and your friends for the war criminals you all are. And I will bring justice for Charles."

"Focus on who the real enemy here. Sean Prescott. Goodbye, David." Lucius said as he closed the door.