Trini tipped her head as Xavin walked back into the aisle with a newspaper in hand. "Well, it's official…we're a hundred years from now."
"Wow. This is amazingly bad." Nico gasped.
"But still pretty bad ass." Trini grabbed the newspaper.
"'Typhoid Mary?' Didn't she fight the Daredevil?" Chase leaned over Trini.
"No, Dingus. She was the maid that was accidently killing people because she was sick and a huge pig. Other people got sick because of her and died." Trini Explained as she slapped the Newspaper.
"We have to get back to our time as soon as possible." Xavin insisted.
"Our time where men are attacking us with missiles and ninjas?" Karolina turned to her wife.
"Yeah, we were about three seconds away from being blown to bits. Which I've had enough of." Chase crossed his arms.
"As usual, you're missing the bigger issue. What you should be worrying about it the butterfly effect." Xavin narrowed his eyes.
"Dude, I'm totally on top of the Butterfly effect!" Chase smirked; then looked towards Trini. "What were they, like, bigger?"
"I don't think it'll be a problem." Victor called from the Leapfrog. He popped up; holding the stolen object that was currently smoking. "Which is good news, since we're not going nowhere."
"But if we mess with the time stream, don't we end up never being born, or Hitler won, or something." Nico played with her hair slightly.
"Well, if…what is it, Yorkes?" Victor tossed the smoking object to Xavin. "Gert's parents-if they were time travelers they'd have to have some kind of fail-safe, some protective bubble or something to keep them from effecting major change, or they'd never come back to same future twice."
"They'd also have to have a good power source good for a round trip. We can't assume anything is working in our favor." Xavin tossed the object to the side.
"We can't hide in an alley way and do nothing." Karolina tilted her head.
"You sound pretty excited, though." Trini smirked.
"How often do we get the chance?" Karolina insisted. "A world we've never seen!"
"You've seen many worlds-." Xavin began.
"But this is our planet. Our history. We're living in history." Karolina waved her hands.
"Right. We're living in something I flunked. How do we get it to go away?" Chase placed his hand on his hip.
Molly pulled her hand away from the newspaper, which was now coated with the black ink from the newspaper. "Inky. I vote spell."
"Molly's got the bright idea." Trini smirked.
"She's right," Chase agreed, "Staff up, Minoru."
"That's a big order." Nico placed her hand on her chin."
"Yeah, if it goes wrong-." Victor rubbed the back of his neck.
"There's guys in knickers out there. Seriously. I'll cut you." Chase begged.
"Negative," The Leapfrog spoke up, "Holo-Records Indicate I Am Impervious To Spell-Casting."
"Wait a sec. 'Holo'?" Victor blinked. "Can you-?"
"Accessing…"
A hologram appeared of Mr. Stein picking up a wrench. "There's the little fucker!"
Chase screamed at the sudden appearance of his father.
"This'll spot-weld the housing in." Mr. Stein handed the wrench to a hologram of Mr. Yorkes, who was on top of the Leapfrog.
"I'm not familiar-." Mr. Yorkes shook his head.
"Ah, it's quasi-sentient. Just hold it close." Mr. Stein explained.
"A frog? I didn't expect such a whimsical design from you, Victor." Mrs. Yorkes smirked.
"Blame Janet. But it'll go where a plan won't-it's good in a jam." Mr. Stein handed off the item to Mrs. Yorkes.
"So are these." Mrs. Yorkes snatched the object from Mr. Stein's hand. "Dale and I still can't muster up the big time jumps, but these are perfect for big escapes."
"How far back can they go?" Mr. Stein cocked a brow.
"Fifty years is the point of no return." Mrs. Yorkes explained. "But we've got ones stashed all over the century unless one of us overshoots."
"There's no magic in them, right?" Mr. Stein held his hand out.
"No, why?" Mrs. Yorkes tilted her head.
"Fail-safe. In case the Minorus or the Alfonso's try to hijack it. I got 'em on most of my equipment." Mr. Stein declared.
"That's forward thinking." Mr. Yorkes praised. "Nobody's quite as unstable as magicians or demons, I've always found out."
"Cloak her when you're done." Mr. Stein ordered as he began to disappear. "I gotta prepare for the tribute."
"I suppose he's got something schemed up against us as well, Horrid man." Mrs. Yorkes narrowed her eyes.
"Well, it's not as if we've told anyone about the High Evolutionary's nervous breakdown in two thousand and-." Mr. Yorkes stopped.
"Mom?" A voice called. "Dad, I hear you guys!"
"Oh, for god's sake! Cloak it!" Mrs. Yorkes ordered as she ran into the Leapfrog.
A hologram of Gert appeared. "Hello?" She panned around. Chase gasped. "Is somebody here with me?"
"Turn it off." Chase ordered with a growl.
The hologram dissipated and Chase turned to walk away. Trini quickly placed her hand on his shoulder. "Chase…" He looked down at her with a frown. "I know…"
"Alright, you heard them." Nico turned back. "There might be another one of those things somewhere."
"It could be in Los Angeles surely." Xavin stated.
"There wasn't any mentioning of Los Angeles back then. Now." Victor pointed out.
"The one we found was in New York. It could be here right now!" Karolina perked.
"Building wasn't that old." Nico agreed. "But the Yorkes traveled at lot. Not just through time."
"So trying to find about one of those doo-hickeys is our best shot." Trini called.
"Yay," Karolina clasped her hands together. "I mean, I'm all about the mission, but yay!"
Trini pulled her skirt down. The only 1907 styles made her uncomfortable due to how much she had to cover up. She was forced to cover up her whole life, now she had to do it again. It bothered her to no end. Karolina was excited about the clothes, Nico wanted more ideas about the styles, and Chase was bumped about leaving Old Lace in the cloaked Leapfrog.
"This cannot stand!" A protester screamed as she waved her picket sign in the air. "Sweatshop owners are Tsars of the new world! This very building-."
Trini cocked a brow. "The women are protesting? And they're not getting berated for it?"
"What do you mean?" Karolina turned to Trini.
"Well, women don't have much rights. So, I find it odd that they're protesting and no man's like…freaking out about." Trini waved her hand.
WHOOOSH!
One of the sweatshop buildings caught fire; rubble slamming onto the pavement below.
"Uh, our cover…?" Xavin questioned from behind.
The fire suddenly exploded; causing a woman to fall from the building. Trini flew up by instinct and caught the woman. She cursed at herself by the pain in her back. Flapping her wings was getting worse and worse by the minute. But she had to bear. She placed the woman down and flew back up to help along with the others. Trini jumped inside the building with Xavin. He grabbed her and pointed downward at the people he held a force field around.
'They're all…children…" Xavin stated.
"Trini! We gotta go see who else is in here!" Karolina flew past her. Trini quickly followed inward after Karolina.
"Is anyone in here!" Trini shouted as she flew past Karolina. Then she saw it, the gaping hole in the back of the wall.
"Hey!" Karolina called. Trini flew over to see a young girl with black hair tied into a braid. She had scrambled off.
"Wait! Are you okay!" Trini shouted.
When she turned back to look at them, the only thing they could see, was the black eye plastered on her face.
"We can't stick around and get noticed." Trini groaned as she rubbed her shoulder.
"At least nobody had a camera…unless they have cameras now?" Victor scratched his head.
"Yeah, but not on their phones or anything." Chase replied.
"If I might ask…Where do you expect to be going?" A voice questioned in the dark. The man then took a step forward; revealing his strawberry blonde hair and freckled face.
"None of your business." Trini answered.
"Now, that's not answer to an honest question." He smiled brightly. "I wanna know where you're goin' because I can get you there unnoticed, which you yourself cannot. Us Wonders gotta stick together, right?"
"'Wonders'?" Nico tilted her head to the side.
"Yeah, people with abilities. Wonders of the modern world." He tipped his hat. "You're a Stick Man, like me."
"Whatever you're selling, we're not interested." Chase shook his head. "Unless it's, you know, weed."
Trini elbowed him.
"I'm selling safety, brother. People ain't real comfortable around you Wonders, Especially in New York. I can put you up-introduce you around-everyone in the business knows and admires The Swell."
"And what's it cost us?" Nico questioned.
"You good opinion, and a helping hand should things go sour for me, which they-this far-has never have for me." He explained. "Whatever you're looking for-and I know in my fingers, you're looking for something big-I'll get you there faster." He turned around. "Walk with me."
Trini rolled her eyes and listened to the man drone on and on about how he got his abilities or something. Trini wasn't paying much attention. Well, not until he introduced them to their hide out; Camelot. It was nothing but open space, with a small shed and a man playing violin.
"Camelot smells like poo." Molly sneered.
"HEY!" A red headed woman slammed down feet first onto the ground, her hands in the air and a smile on her face. "Jacob, why'd you stop? I was just getting up speed."
"Lillie…guests…" Jacob bobbed his heat.
"Whoa…" Victor gasped.
Trini couldn't help but smirk.
"Mercy, I was in a state!" Lillie quickly ran up to Victor and shook his hand. "Look at you all! From Everywhere!"
"Lillie McGurty, 'The Spieler'. Can dance on air, if there's a tune handy." They introduced.
"What's your History?" She smiled.
Victor blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. "Victor. Cyborg."
"I've never been to Spain myself. All of you Wonders?" Lillie's smile didn't seem to fade.
"Yep." Karolina answered.
"Nope." Chase replied.
Trini turned to see Nico glaring at Victor. She smirked. She should have been feeling the same way. But…Nico was only using Victor. He never really liked Nico. It was sort of a forced relationship in Trini's eyes.
"Tristan! Get down here, y'big idiot!" Lillie called.
The other man was introducing the other people there, but Trini didn't bother to listen, again. Until, Tristan came down. "And the hideous looking monstrosity with the wings…"
Tristan flew down; his wings coated with metal from the top. "Tristan. Pleasure to meet you all."
Later
"Karolina? Where are you going?" Trini questioned as she caught her.
"Out on the town. Just to look around." Karolina smiled.
"That rhymed." Trini pointed.
"You wanna come?"
Trini shrugged. "Why the hell not?"
In the Town
"This is pretty crazy." Trini tilted her head.
"You think Jake was here during this time?" Karolina was cautious with the question.
"He was." Trini answered softly. "He was turned in 1899, not too far from this year."
"I'm really sorry, Trini."
"I wish people would stop apologizing." Trini glanced up. "It was no ones fault but my own."
"You can't blame yourself." Karolina placed a hand on her shoulder. "How were you supposed to know he had that knife?"
"I just watched as he died. I didn't move…I just…" Trini sighed. "Look, I just-."
"May we escort you somewhere?" Two older men walked in front of the two girls.
"Oh, we're fine, thank you." Karolina grabbed Trini's arm.
The two men walked forward. "Come on, we've got rooms." The younger one eyes Trini.
"And plenty a' dust-more then you'll make out here." The eldest grabbed Karolina's shoulder.
"Don't touch her!" Trini slapped his hand away.
"Don't be coy." The younger took a hold of Trini's wrist. "It doesn't suit. Two girls out at night are only looking for one thing."
"And that's what we've got right here." The eldest moved it.
"Get the hell back!" Trini punched the youngest across the street. Karolina yanked off her bracelet and did the same.
"Man. History just lost one buff." Karolina spat.
"Seriously, Why the hell-?"
KRRRSHHHH.
Karolina and Trini jumped and turned around. Trini narrowed her eyes. "That's…roses?"
Karolina and Trini exchanged glances then flew up to where the roses had originally fell. They sat on the top ledge and frowned at the sight. An old man was screaming at the young girl they had spotted at the burning building. The girl with the black eye.
"If you can't sell them, then they hef no use!" The old man yelled.
"But…they will die…" They could barely hear the young girl.
"Of course they die! You cut them, you sell them, they die, so people buy more!" He spat. "You don't sit around and admire them when you are losing your job and the butcher won't take credit!"
"For the whiskey you paid cash." She mumbled.
"You want me to show you whose house this is!" He raised his hand.
The girl quickly covered her head. "No, sir!"
"You keep your mouth shut unless I want it open!" He ordered.
"Yes sir!" She squeaked.
"Should throw you in the street! Tomorrow you find new job. Or maybe I sell you!"
Trini moved forward to the window. But Karolina grabbed her arm. "No, don't. We'll talk to her later."
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