Chapter 6 / Seeking the Truth / At RV / Perspectives initiated: Robert Niles, Balthar, and Fargor
[Perspective: Robert Niles]
It was a radiant morning of the next day and I was ready to confront Balthar and Fargor. I can't seem to put my finger on it, but I feel that they are trying to conceal something. When they woke up this morning, they were mumbling something about the Galactic Time Warp Army. Why would they need to talk about that? Well, I'm going to find out. I saw them outside arguing over a matter that I didn't want to ask about. Instead, I walked towards them and shouted:
"Hey Balthar and Fargor! Can I talk to you for a second?" They both decided to end their differences and approach me.
"WE have something to tell you."
"I think you DO!" I shouted.
"Stop the shouting and let us speak!" They shouted back. I stopped my frustration and waited for what they were going to say.
"We aren't from here either...We *sigh*...We're from the Galactic Time Warp Army too," Fargor said.
I almost fainted right there. "You...what?!"
"My name is Operative John H. Riverstone," Fargor answered.
"My name is Operative James A. Spilsburg," Balthar stated.
They both put out there hands and waited for a handshake. I responded and shook both of their hands. "I didn't know guys. I'm sorry," I said looking down in shame.
"It's okay; but now we have a bigger problem on our hands."
"What do you mean Balt- I mean James?"
"Heh don't worry about our real names. We still like being called by our new identities!" Fargor said in excitement.
"Well Robert, it seems that our presence here has altered the language. They now speak fluent modern English and they have abandoned some of their old traditions. I think you have enabled them and I feel you might cause a chaos rift to form," Balthar explained.
"A Chaos what?" I said in confusion.
What is a chaos rift Robert...
Does it look like I know second half?
Obviously, since I was deactivated during your sessions in school...
You know... I should've kept you on. I didn't pay attention to half of the garbage they taught us.
I think you should be paying attention to what Balthar is saying right now idiot.
Oh shit you're right.
I snapped back to reality and saw that Balthar was looking at me strangely. I asked him what was wrong and he said,
"Did you hear what I said?"
"No...sorry my second half asked a question and I-"
"It's okay. Look I'll explain it again. A chaos rift is a portal that opens once a person causes a major alteration in history. So far, we've caused many minor changes. Let's keep it that way," Balthar explained.
"Couldn't you guys teleport us back to our own time period?" I asked blindly.
"No, our time breakers have been broken ever since we landed here," Fargor answered.
"How long ago was that?"
Fargor and Balthar looked at each other with frightened glares. Then they looked back at me and stated in the most shallow tone; they said, "Nine years."
My Jaw almost shatter into millions of pieces at the words I heard. "What have you been doing around here for nine years?!"
"We've been adventuring with these two," they said as they pointed to Jaesen and Waltor. "Balthar and I have been adventuring with them for so long; that I have forgotten when we first met them," Fargor said.
"Why didn't you tell us that you weren't like our kind?" Jaesen asked.
"Odin told us to make it secret until we encountered someone that was like our kind. Obviously we were the only ones in the land that was from the Galactic Time Warp Army," Balthar said with a smirk.
"When Robert arrived, we knew what he was right away. A Galactic Time Warp soldier doesn't appear out of nowhere," Fargor stated.
"So..." I mumbled. "Where's your gear?"
"By the arched bridge that we passed. We buried our gear in different spots so that it couldn't be stolen or detected." then Fargor asked, "Why do you inquire about this?"
"We're going to need them. Do you remember exactly where you placed them?" I asked.
"Eeeeenope," Balthar said in the worst horrible southern accent I've ever heard.
Balthar, Fargor, and I all laughed at this. Jaesen and Waltor shook their heads and waited for us to stop laughing. After a few minutes of rolling on the floor laughing in hysterics, we finally stopped and regained our composures. I began to realize that we need to lock up the RV so that no one would steal the RV from us. I went over and pulled out my keys and locked the door. We then headed out to find the retired operatives gear that was hidden at the bridge.
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